The days of being a cook in fairyland

Almost the moment he saw the scene in front of him, Yin Xiaobei realized that he was dreaming.

This is a circular airtight room, with no door or window in sight, the walls are all pitch black, and the floor is as scarlet as blood.

What is this place.Yin Xiaobei lowered his head, but only saw a pair of baby-like immature hands.

"a child?"

Just when Yin Xiaobei was looking around in a daze, a deep voice suddenly came from above his head. The voice should be that of a very young man. It was not so much questioning as anger, it even sounded like It's almost as if he's pissed off with anger.

not good!

A strong sense of crisis struck, Yin Xiaobei completely forgot that he was still in a dream and would not be harmed at all, and almost desperately crawled to the other side of the house.

It's a pity that it was too late, the originally scarlet ground suddenly burst into fierce flames, Yin Xiaobei, who was still a baby now, couldn't dodge it, and soon burned to his knees and palms.

It hurts... The baby in the dream had short arms and legs, and couldn't avoid those strange flames no matter how much he crawled, and suddenly he didn't want to hide any more, and simply sat there and cried aggrievedly.

Yin Xiaobei looked at the scene in front of him, only feeling that his current consciousness had been divided into two halves.Half of it is the crying baby, full of grievances, wondering why the person who should be closest to him wants to kill him, and the other half is floating in the air, high above, as if watching everything that happened in front of him with detachment.

This is a dream.

Or, is this really a dream?

"That's all." A voice that seemed to be sighing helplessly came from above his head.

All the flames around were extinguished, Yin Xiaobei raised his head suspiciously, and suddenly felt a soft breath blowing over his head.

"... From now on, you'll be called Xiaobei, the north of Beimang Mountain, the north of Luocheng..."

In the courtyard of Guiyuanju, Yin Xiaobei sat up from the bed at once, the sky outside the window was already bright, Yin Xiaobei lowered his head, and saw a sleeping child tightly clutching his wrist.

Early in the morning, when there were the most people in Guiyuanju, Qin Wu hurried to the back kitchen.

"Shopkeeper, Song Lian is here again. According to what you said yesterday, I asked Qin Jiu to lead him to wait outside..." Qin Wu just stopped in the middle of speaking, looking suspiciously at the child beside Yin Xiaobei .

"Mumu?"

Qin Wu wanted to say that the child had already been taken back by his family, why did he come here again.

"Oh, something happened to Mumu's parents. His family sent a letter. Let me read it for two days." Yin Xiaobei took the time to raise his head and said, and took out some steamed buns from the drawer next to him. Carefully wrapped it in oil paper, and handed it to the child, "As for shopkeeper Song, let him wait outside first, there are many things to do in the morning, so I'll talk about it when I'm done."

"Be careful it's hot." Seeing the child obediently took the bun, Yin Xiaobei smiled and rubbed his head.

The child's hair feels very good, soft and fine, Yin Xiaobei didn't enjoy rubbing it once, so he couldn't help rubbing it a few more times.

Xi Chong: "..."

Qin Wu was also quite speechless, no, the parents asked you to help watch, and you really helped watch. We are a restaurant here, not a sales office, so why do we help people take care of their children all day long.

However, Qin Wu couldn't say much about the shopkeeper's willingness, so he could only swallow all his complaints.

"By the way," Yin Xiaobei suddenly remembered something, and asked while he was busy with his work, "Is there a place called Beimang Mountain in our fairy world?"

"Beimang Mountain," Qin Wu was taken aback, and carefully glanced at their shopkeeper, "Why did you suddenly think of asking this, where did you hear about this place?"

"No, just asking casually." Yin Xiaobei shook his head.

It can't be said that he dreamed about it.Not to mention whether people can believe it, even he himself feels that this kind of statement does not make sense at all.

"Northern Mang Mountain? That's not the famous secret of the Devil's Mountain in the Lower Nine Heavens... Hmm!" Qin Jiu heard the two talking and approached, and just as he was about to open his mouth, he was stepped on hard by Qin Wu next to him.

"Lower Jiuchongtian, you mean the Nether World," Yin Xiaobei stopped his hands, completely unaware that the place name he heard in his dream was not in the Immortal World at all. Bar?"

Qin Jiu opened his mouth wide in surprise: "You, the shopkeeper, even know about Luocheng, and there are probably not many magicians who know about that place, but that's..."

Imperial City... Qin Jiu looked at Qin Wu who stepped on his foot again, with tears in his eyes.If you don't say it, don't say it, what are you doing if you step on me.

Almost pissed off by the pig teammates around him, Qin Wu took a deep breath: "The shopkeeper, it's not that we don't want to tell you, this is the fairyland after all, whether it's Beimang Mountain or Los Angeles, it's all from the Nether side. In the end, it’s better to know less about things.”

"Okay, then I won't ask." Yin Xiaobei didn't get too entangled in this question, and continued to be busy with the matter in hand.

Only Xi Chong, who looked like a child, raised his head and glanced suspiciously at Qin Wu, who was looking restless beside him.

Even with Qiu Wenyan's help, Guiyuanju's outer room was still very noisy.

Everyone crowded together noisily, some were ordinary sick, some had evil spirits, and some even came to watch the excitement, which was more lively than the serious inner room used to entertain guests.

Qiu Wenyan has just started working, and he has not yet adapted to the intensity of the work. He is in a hurry and sweats profusely.

First of all, those who are determined to be demons have entered the body should be put aside for registration, and every group of ten people will be asked to go home and wait first, and then explain clearly to ordinary sick people, and it is agreed that the shopkeeper will not give treatment If you want to go back, you can go back, and if you don't want to go back, you can also come to him for treatment.

As for watching the excitement... Qiu Wenyan didn't know what to do.

Most of the people who can come back to the garden to watch the excitement are fellow medical practitioners. These people are not serious, and you can't just kick them out, it's as annoying as brown sugar.Qiu Wenyan had no choice but to treat these people as air, out of sight and out of mind.

When Song Lian first came in, Qiu Wenyan originally regarded him as one of those brown candies, but after listening to Qin Jiu's gossip, he realized that this person was the pastry shopkeeper who had plotted against Yin Xiaobei .

It's really thick-skinned for someone to scheme against someone and yet still run over to ask for help as if nothing had happened.

Qiu Wenyan raised his eyebrows, and was about to go over to taunt a few words, when he saw Song Lian sitting at the table and took out a spirit sword with his backhand.

It was a spirit sword with a handle that was only three fingers wide. The blade was slender and its brilliance was restrained. Even the hilt itself had no decorations, but it exuded a forceful aura.

This is... Qiu Wenyan took a sharp breath.

Song Lian sighed, and pointed to lightly wipe the sword. It was a simple action, but the air around him seemed to be torn apart suddenly, and the spiritual energy instantly became stagnant, and it was pressed down until it was breathless. .

"Sword cultivator!" Qiu Wenyan immediately realized that this is not an ordinary spirit sword at all, but the natal spirit sword of a sword cultivator, and with such a powerful aura, this should at least be a sword cultivator with a true immortal cultivation base.

A true immortal who is only one step away from Da Luo Jinxian.

No, what's the matter, are all the cooks like this crouching tiger, hidden dragon these days? It's all right for a doctor to open a restaurant in his shop, but such a high-level swordsman can't even think about running to open a restaurant Pastry shop.

Qiu Wenyan was in a mess.

Yin Xiaobei came out from the inner room, looked at the people standing close to the corner of the wall, and looked at Qiu Wenyan who was also shocked beside him, confused: "What's going on here?"

Qiu Wenyan: "..." He no longer knew how to explain it.

When the two were relatively silent, Song Lian at the table suddenly stood up, and with his backhand, he floated the spirit sword into the air, and pushed it in front of Yin Xiaobei.Then he lifted the hem of his clothes and knelt on the ground.

Yin Xiaobei was taken aback, and quickly stepped aside.

"Before I acted like a villain and did wrong things. I only asked the shopkeeper Yin to save my Taoist life for the sake of acquaintance. In the next hundred years," Song Lian raised his head, "In the next hundred years For the time being, regardless of life or death, Song Lian, the chief disciple of Xuanjianzong, is willing to be ordered by Shopkeeper Yin."

Yin Xiaobei: "Xuanjianzong?"

The name is so familiar, I feel like I have heard it somewhere.

Xuanjianzong... the Xuanjianzong who is known as the number one swordzong in the upper nine heavens, the Xuanjianzong who is said to have produced two immortal emperors and a spiritual king, Qiu Wenyan is completely speechless.