It is said that Shizun is a devil

Since Wangyuan is a big city, it is naturally different from the countryside, and the people who come and go are also different.In the small towns we usually pass by, monks are rarely seen. In this big city, monks are often seen coming and going, walking in groups.In order to avoid the troubles left over from the past 300 years, the two of them and the beast collected their cultivation, dressed as ordinary people, stayed in an inn in the city, and prepared to supplement food.

Han Jing is in charge of eating, and the little white sheep pretends to be a pure and innocent little white sheep, so Han Jin naturally shoulders the heavy responsibility of shopping.Fortunately, Xia Weizong treated the Mahayana monks very well. When he went down the mountain, Han Jin received a lot of spiritual stones and silver taels, otherwise it might be difficult to afford.The diet of mortals is actually very expensive, the more delicious the rarer it is, not only need to spend money, but also need to wait.

In order to buy enough of the original flavor of Xingkoxuan's freshly baked apricot cakes, Han Jin has been queuing up every morning before dawn for five consecutive days to buy the limited two boxes of apricot cakes per person, and then Han Jing You Linshui and You Linshui went to line up separately, and you can only save four boxes a day and put them in the area specially opened for snacks in the Qiankun bag.

Naturally, Han Jin’s Qiankun bag didn’t have this division in the past. When he went down the mountain, he would pass by it in a hurry. There will be a need to "buy food".So no one would have thought that there would be Mahayana monks queuing up here to buy pastries.

"Ah, I passed by the Cuizhuzhai across the street today, and their new bamboo shoot cake is also restricted. It looks like the line is very long, and it should be delicious." The little white sheep behind said, "How about, let's go there for a while."

Cuizhuzhai and Xingkouxuan are probably competitors. The two stores face each other, and one promotion often follows the other.Since Xing Kou Xuan launched an upgraded version of Xing Kou Cake and attracted a large number of customers, Cui Zhu Zhai has also launched higher-quality bamboo shoot cakes.

The little white sheep bleated lazily, and Sui Hanjing stood behind the long queue.The three Mahayana old monsters, who were also worried about the purchase limit, could only go out one by one. Fortunately, the little white sheep can transform, otherwise Han Jin would not worry about Hanjing going out by himself.It's sad to think about maybe going out and not being able to come back.

After finally the long queue passed, Hanjing was about to be lined up. The fragrance of the bamboo shoot cake was already lingering on the tip of his nose. Hanjing could only take a sneaky bite of the apricot cake in his arms to ward off greedy insects. When the two figures walked directly to the counter Front: "Boss, the rest is covered."

The little maid who happened to be in the queue but was cut in line was unhappy. She put her hands on her hips, raised her chin, and said dissatisfied: "Why? I came first. Our lady has been waiting for a long time. Boss, don't bother with them." , help me pack two boxes first, my lady will probably be waiting in a hurry."

The guy who packed the bamboo shoot cake quickly packed the newly baked bamboo shoot cake into an exquisite gift box, handed it to the little maid, and said, "Guests, please line up. Our shop is limited in manpower, and each person is limited to two boxes. Thank you for your patronage. Miss you!" Take it, walk slowly..."

The buddy's hands and words were cut off by a sword.

"I'm really sorry, everyone," said the slightly taller companion next to the sword-wielding man. He was tall and tall, dignified, with a shallow smile and a sand-white gown. He really didn't look like a bad person. "My junior sister is sick. I'm bored, I want to eat this bamboo shoot cake, please give us this bamboo shoot cake for your convenience, Qiu is here to apologize to everyone."

While he was speaking, he seemed to reveal the jade ring on his waist unintentionally. When the people who were looking into the jade ring saw the jade ring, they stopped criticizing one after another, saying that it was because of the patient, and they had nothing to say, and they all dispersed.

Han Jing originally had a few people in front of him, but as soon as everyone left, he became the first one besides those two, so he couldn't help being a little happy, as long as those two brought enough food for the patient, it's time for him .

The two of them didn't seem to expect that there would be someone left behind. Looking at Han Jing's appearance and a snow-white lamb at his feet, they thought he was a little shepherd boy from the countryside. He had never seen the market, so the taller ones Reminder: "Little brother, we have reserved the bamboo shoot cakes for this shop. You should go back today and wait in line tomorrow."

Han Jing nodded and said: "I heard, your junior sister is sick, you can take a few more boxes, I'm not in a hurry, I can wait a little longer, it's okay."

The two people looked at each other, both feeling a little helpless, the taller one said clearly: "Little brother, we have many brothers and sisters, I'm afraid there will be nothing left if you wait for a long time. Why don't you go back today."

Han Jing was a little confused, so instead of discussing it: "Then, let me get two boxes first, okay? I want to try it."

The taller one still wants to talk, but the shorter one, that is, the young man who just held the sword, has already said sharply: "What nonsense, leave quickly!"

Han Jing was a little aggrieved immediately, but she didn't want to argue over the two boxes of bamboo shoot cakes, so she wanted to leave with the apricot cake in her arms.

"Stop!" The little white sheep who had been lazily looking at the silent man shook his body, stared in disbelief at Han Jing who was really being bullied by the junior, and immediately exploded, "If he tells you to leave, just leave , can you be a little promising!"

Han Jing waved his hands and said, "It's just two boxes of bamboo shoot cakes, I'll eat them tomorrow. It's getting late, Jin'er should come out and look for me."

Those two people watched in amazement as Han Jing and Xiao Bai Yang talked calmly, and they had secretly regretted it ever since Xiao Bai Yang opened his mouth.At first, when I saw this lamb, I thought it was the young shepherd boy's pet, but it turned out to be a monster that can only speak human words!Anyone who has no common sense knows that only monsters with a cultivation level above the Thousand Demon Order can communicate with people. The Thousand Demon Order is equivalent to the Nascent Soul cultivation level of a human monk.The two of them are only at the golden core stage, and the monster is cruel by nature. This monster can not only understand the human language, but is also proficient in the human language, cursing so fluently, if they get angry, the two of them together will not be able to run away go out.

"You idiot! You're so stupid, so stupid!" The little white sheep raised its front paws and stomped on Han Jing's feet, looking coldly at the two beating hearts, "You two, Take advantage of this beast being watched by this stupid human being and unable to do anything, get out of here!"

Hearing that he called himself a "divine beast", the two immediately looked at each other, affirming the other's thoughts.This palm-sized lamb is actually a light-stealing beast, and its intelligence has already been opened, and its cultivation is only above the Thousand Demon Order!The two of them groaned inwardly, you are a divine beast that inherits the good fortune of heaven and earth, why do you hold back your breath and howl like a sheep? Isn’t it a lie? This is, the tall man pulled his companion and gave a hasty salute, repeatedly shouting "You have eyes but don't know!" Taishan, disturb the senior, the senior said goodbye", Yu Jian flew away.

Han Jing looked at the backs of the two and the proud little white sheep, hesitantly said: "Isn't this... not very good?"

"What's wrong?" Little Aries gave him a hard look, "You are so cowardly, how can you be worthy of your cultivation!"

Han Jing was stunned: "How can this be considered cowardly? I just don't want to argue."

"Then you are waiting to be bullied?"

Han Jing: "But I don't feel like I've been bullied."

The little white sheep climbed onto Han Jing's shoulder and sulked.

"Really, I don't think it's bullying," Han Jing said earnestly, "When I was young, my brothers and sisters went down the mountain, and they also liked to bring some small gadgets and snacks to share with me. Those two just now may belong to a certain sect. Disciple, on the way back, I thought of my mischievous younger brothers and sisters, and wanted to take back the delicacy of the world to show off."

"Little white sheep, I don't have any seniors who can bring snacks back to share. As a junior who is often taken care of, I also hope that their juniors and sisters can taste the delicacies brought back by the seniors, and chatter around the seniors to ask about things down the mountain. I think, as a senior brother, it is indeed too embarrassing to return home empty-handed."

Little Aries changed direction sullenly: "You are the only one who is considerate! I don't care!"

Han Jing stroked the smooth fur of the little white sheep: "I know you are worried that I will be bullied, but you don't need to be sensitive, I am not someone who will be bullied."

The little white sheep snorted: "Understood, long-winded! If you put up your Mahayana cultivator's airs, I don't have to worry about it! Take the bamboo shoot cake and go back."

Since there is no one else, the little white sheep showed his "unique skill" of talking out the words again. The little boy wrapped the bamboo shoot cake quickly, and when he saw Xing Kou Xuan's box, he did not forget his professional habits and said: "Xing Kou Xuan's Almonds are not fresh, but our bamboo shoots are freshly dug every morning, absolutely fresh.”

Han Jing: "..." The boss should give you a raise, bro.

The curtain of the backyard of the Cuizhuzhai was lifted, and a middle-aged Confucian scholar with white face and beard hurried out, cupped his hands and opened his mouth and said: "The immortal calms the anger, the immortal calms down, please do not entertain..." Perhaps he did not see the legendary immortal, but only saw a The young man was about to leave with two boxes of bamboo shoot cakes. The shopkeeper who had just been invited over was taken aback for a moment, and asked the boy who packed the bamboo shoot cakes, "Didn't you say that there are people from Wu Xifeng making trouble?"

The little guy pointed to Han Jing's back: "I was scared away by this little fairy boy's beast."

The shopkeeper stuck his head out behind Han Jing and looked around: "The beast? Where is it?"

The little guy pointed to Han Jing's right shoulder: "It's the little white sheep on the shoulder of the little fairy boy."

Shopkeeper: "..." You seem to be asking for a wage reduction!

The accused little white sheep flicked its tail lazily, and turned its head to accept the worship of the stupid mortal, but when it saw the shopkeeper's disbelieving eyes, it was about to explode again.

The boy who was directly suspected exploded first: "Really! That's a mythical beast. When those two people ran away, they even called themselves seniors. They ran like hell!"

The shopkeeper: "..." What kind of running method is running like shit? !

Although I always felt that the little boy was unreliable, the shopkeeper ran after Han Jing, smiled and said hello first: "Hello, little fairy boy."

Han Jing stopped and looked left and right, but he didn't see any fairy boy. He pointed to the tip of his nose under the gaze of the shopkeeper suspiciously, and got a positive nod.

"This little fairy boy, does the bamboo shoot cake still suit your appetite?"

Han Jing was holding a piece of bamboo shoot cake in his hand to try something new, so when the shopkeeper asked this question, Han Jing immediately said in a very humane way: "It's delicious and fragrant, it must be fresh bamboo shoots." After all, the little guy also emphasized it.

The shopkeeper smiled, and then said sadly: "Hey, it's a pity that it's becoming more and more difficult to pick such fresh bamboo shoots."

Han Jing asked curiously, "Why?"

If the other party answered the call in such a cooperative manner, the shopkeeper was able to perform well.With a long sigh, his face was very sad: "This is what I want to ask little fairy boy for help. I hope little fairy boy can give a little help and restore the bamboo forest to a clean place. If little fairy boy doesn't mind, the bamboo shoot cake in the back kitchen is about to be baked , how about we go back and taste the fresh bamboo shoot cake while listening to me and the little fairy boy?"

Han Jing nodded, and the little white sheep closed his eyes and fell asleep without expressing his opinion.For three people who can basically walk sideways in the entire Kyushu, all over the world, meddling in a small matter is nothing at all.What's more, Han Jing is here to experience and seek opportunities, so what's the matter with always eating and drinking!

Han Jing followed the shopkeeper into the small hall in the backyard, ate the freshly baked bamboo shoot cake openly, and listened to the shopkeeper's slow talk.

The shopkeeper has a piece of land outside the city. This land contains a small mountain called Cuishan, which is full of bamboo shoots. The bamboo shoot cake is the most authentic.The bamboo shoots used to make bamboo shoot cakes have always been dug early in the morning, and they are ready to use. As many bamboo shoots as you dig, you can make as many bamboo shoot cakes, so the purchase is limited.

But recently, people who went to dig bamboo shoots always said that there were monsters in Cuishan, which was unsafe. The shopkeepers thought they were making up lies to raise wages, but the wages rose, and the rumors of monsters became more and more serious. Gradually, no one dared to go there anymore. Cuishan digs bamboo shoots.The shopkeeper Xu Yizhongli, only a few people are willing to go, but the bamboo shoots dug up every day are less and less, and it is almost impossible to make ends meet.

The shopkeeper looked at the bamboo shoot cake on the plate, and almost shed tears: "Such a delicious bamboo shoot cake, but there are no fresh bamboo shoots. I would rather not sell the bamboo shoot cake than lose my reputation. My old Wang family has passed it down for generations. I am afraid that the craftsmanship that has come down will be lost."

Han Jing's hand to take the bamboo shoot cake paused, as if he had eaten the last plate of bamboo shoot cake from the shopkeeper: "Since it is said that there are monsters, what does the monster look like?"

"I only heard that there are monsters, but no one has seen them. I don't believe it. I went there twice by myself, and I didn't encounter anything strange. But I'm a scholar, where can I dig so many fresh bamboo shoots? I wasted my time. Still unusable."

Han Jing wondered: "Does the shopkeeper not know bamboo shoots? Then this bamboo shoot cake..."

"I made the bamboo shoot cake." A voice came from the door. It sounded like someone with a lively personality, but it was a petite and pretty woman who came in. "My father is a nerd. How can I make bamboo shoot cake? This is my grandfather's skill." Passed it to my mother, my mother passed it to me, and my father has the face to say that this skill is going to be broken, but what should I do, isn't it said that the gentleman stays away from the kitchen?"

The shopkeeper blushed, and scolded: "It's not big or small, what does it look like! Come here and see the fairy boy and the beast."

The little girl was wearing an apron, with flour on her hands and her face, like a little tabby cat. She was not outstanding in appearance, but her eyes were impressive, and she saluted gracefully: "Ms. Shu has seen immortals." Tong, I have seen the beast, do you want to help my family get rid of the demon?"

The eater's mouth was soft, Han Jing had no choice but to nod in response.

Shuniang smiled with a mouthful of silver teeth. She doesn't look like a lady who doesn't show her teeth, but she has a kind of lively and cute girl: "Then Shuniang thanked the fairy boy and the beast first. After removing the monsters, Shuniang will do it for you every day." It's enough for the two of you to eat."

As an old man, Han Jing was powerless against such a cute little girl, and waved her hands with a blushing face: "You're welcome, the bamboo shoot cake is delicious, I would like to do my best."

"It's good that you two like it." Shu Niang held her little hands behind her back, a thirteen or fourteen year old girl, but she looked like an adult.

A plate of bamboo shoot cakes was almost eaten, and Han Jing felt that he was short-mouthed and soft on people, and shouldered the heavy responsibility of eliminating demons, so he said goodbye calmly and solemnly: "Then I will go now."

The shopkeeper got up and cupped his hands, and said solemnly: "Then thank you little fairy boy, if you can get rid of the evil spirits for my family, the little old man will be very grateful."

Han Jing nodded, and floated out, the water-colored gown fluttered like water, and then...

"Where is the bamboo forest?" Han Jing looked at the little white sheep.

The little white sheep looked at Han Jing.

Hehe, the mentally handicapped owner is worried about death.

When the man and the sheep stared at each other in a daze, someone finally broke the embarrassment.

"Master, this is...?" Han Jin, who was extremely sensitive to the time when Han Jing left the house, looked at one person and one sheep. He didn't need to know anything about the situation, and immediately slapped the little white sheep with a firm stand.

The Han Jing faction calmly told the disciples all the incident, and concluded: "The bamboo shoot cake is delicious, and the shopkeeper is very sincere. I forgot to ask the location of the bamboo forest."

Han Jin smiled: "Since the master agreed, Jin'er is naturally duty-bound. Master wait a moment, I will ask the shopkeeper about the direction of the bamboo forest."