A Sick Beauty Daoist Couple Dressed as a Villain

After eating breakfast carefully, Shen Qingtang changed into the soft and elegant rainy sky blue outerwear that Qin Yi had prepared for him.He put on the red sandalwood plaque made of strings of southern red beads again.

Wearing the red sandalwood plaque on his body now, Shen Qingtang didn't feel any discomfort, but only felt a warm and pure spiritual power slowly nurturing his heart on his chest, peaceful and comfortable.

Come to think of it, this is the effect that the thousand-year-old rosewood should have.

Shen Qingtang smiled gratifiedly, finished clearing the table, and walked into the courtyard.

The gentle breeze blows quietly, lifting his thin clothes, floating and dancing, and the misty blue color makes his snow-white and fresh face even more dusty.

A string of bright red nanhongs on his chest and the red sandalwood plaque made him even more elegant and dignified.

It was just because Shen Qingtang had been ill for too long before, and Shen Qingtang was too thin, and there was a haggard look between his brows and eyes, but he could vaguely see that his original appearance must be good.

Shen Qingtang's health is slightly better, but he has no intention of being idle - he has read almost all the books and classics in the Shen family's collection this year, and finally his health has improved. He doesn't want Qin Yi to treat him as a disease again Yangzi offered.

He can't do much physical work, but he can still do some delicate work.

For example, serving those elixir in the spiritual field.

When Shen Qingtang came, he found that although Qin Yi took good care of these medicines, he probably only watered them with expensive psychic liquid and loosened the soil regularly, but he didn't seriously understand the habits of these psychic medicines and their properties. The relationship between mutual generation and restraint.

For example, phoenix grass and snow lotus grass, a fire attribute and an ice attribute, planted together, will suppress each other's growth.

Another example is that the Youqiong flower likes shade, but the flame grass likes the sun, but Qin Yi planted the Youqiong flower in front of the unshaded spiritual field, and planted the flame grass under the shade of the tree.

With a helpless smile, Shen Qingtang rolled up his sleeves, found a small hoe and a small bench under the corner of the wall not far from the edge of the field, and began to move these elixirs again.

The area of ​​a few acres of spiritual fields is really not small. Shen Qingtang was just recovering from a serious illness, and only moved some elixir that seriously did not meet the growth habits of elixir.

Looking up quietly at the gradually rising sun above his head, Shen Qingtang finally stopped first, took out a handkerchief and wiped the sweat from his forehead, and was going to find some water to drink first, and take a rest.

After turning around, Shen Qingtang finally found the kitchen in a remote corner of the cave.

When Shen Qingtang saw the kitchen, she still couldn't believe it, and even suspected that it was a firewood room.

The dilapidated level of this kitchen is incompatible with the whole cave.

The wooden door was extremely dilapidated, and when it was pushed lightly, it made a creaking sound like dying, and by the way, a little bit of rotten sawdust was shaken off.

There was a very strange smell coming from the kitchen.

Shen Qingtang frowned calmly with her slender and beautiful brows, raised her sleeve to cover her nose, and slowly pushed the door open and walked in.

The kitchen had no windows and was pitch black. Shen Qingtang fully opened the door to let the light shine in, and only then could he clearly see the scene inside.

With just one glance, Shen Qingtang was almost suffocated.

The stove was smeared with black paint, and it was hard to tell whether it was plant ash or oil stains. There were several pieces of black bacon and strange-shaped sausages hanging on the top right of the stove.There are also spiders spinning webs not far away.

The water tank on the left side of the stove is barely clean, covered with a wooden lid, but the rice bag beside it is so open and untied, and there are some white rice grains scattered beside it, mixed with the thick sawdust and dust on the ground.

There was a lot of firewood piled up in a mess behind the stove, and there were small trees whose branches and leaves hadn't been cut off, scattered all over the place.

And there seemed to be something still warming in the big pot on the stove, and the strange smell Shen Qingtang smelled when he entered the door came from there.

Covering his nose, Shen Qingtang walked forward tremblingly, slowly lifted the lid of the pot, and saw that there was still a bowl of steamed bacon and steamed dried vegetables left in the pot, and a bowl of slightly yellowed rice beside it.

The bacon and dried vegetables are like mummy, the original color and shape can't be distinguished at all, and the rice even looks dry and hard to swallow.

Shen Qingtang took a deep breath, and slowly put down the lid of the pot, showing a little indescribable expression - he thought he had underestimated Qin Yi in the morning, but now it seems that he may have overestimated.

Qin Yi's hygienic habits are even worse than those of his university roommates.

Thinking about it now, Qin Yi probably felt that he had cleaned the places he thought Qin Yi hadn't cleaned.

Compared with this kitchen, it's a world of difference.

But seeing Qin Yi secretly eating this kind of food here, but buying him exquisite snacks and porridge from Qiongyuelou, Shen Qingtang's heart softened again, and with a sigh, he finally rolled up his sleeves and began to replace Qin Yi Yi takes care of the kitchen.

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Fortunately, the kitchen is not big, and there is a well next to it, so Shen Qingtang did not have as much trouble cleaning it as he imagined.

Of course, the food in the pot should be thrown away, the stove needs to be scrubbed again, and the floor should also be cleaned. Now Shen Qingtang doesn't have the strength to move those firewood piles, so they put them aside for the time being.

After tidying up for about an hour, Shen Qingtang's forehead and hair were drenched with sweat before he managed to clean up the kitchen.

After that, he went to the edge of the Lingtian in the courtyard to pick some fresh wild vegetables that grow naturally, took them back and washed them, and then cut off the black part of the bacon to reveal the red meat inside, chopped them together, added oil, salt and rice , boiled a big pot of porridge.

The materials were limited, and Shen Qingtang couldn't make any good dishes, but he really couldn't bear to watch Qin Yi eat those things before—it was like rat poison, and he wasn't afraid of causing problems.

This bacon is actually made from Qin Yihun's monster meat, the quality of the meat is very good, and the fat is also rich.

After cooking like this, the pot will emit a delicious aroma very quickly.

Because it took a long time to cook the porridge, Shen Qingtang was really tired, so he picked up a few long-burning firewood and stuffed it into the stove, cleaned it up a bit, and went back to the room to rest.

For the first time, Shen Qingtang fell into a sweet dream as soon as he touched the pillow.

This job is really not done by humans.

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half an hour later

Shen Qingtang was awakened from sleep by a burst of yelling, frowned, and opened her eyes hesitantly.

"Brother Qin! Damn it! The kitchen didn't look like this when we had dinner in the morning!"

"When did you learn to cook?"

"Brother Qin, where are you? Where did you go?"

It was a young man's voice, and it sounded full of energy.

Listening to the young man's yelling voice from a distance, Shen Qingtang was vigilant at first, and then remembered something.

At this time, he put his fingers on his forehead, thought for a while, and finally remembered that Qin Yi seemed to have a little follower in the original book, named Mu Fei.

The one who can enter and exit Qin Yi's cave smoothly should be Mu Fei.

Mu Fei was an orphan, so he was brought up by Qin Yi. The two usually went hunting in the mercenary team together. All the money Mu Fei earned was given to Qin Yi, and Qin Yi took care of his life.

After Qin Yi married Shen Qingtang and asked Mu Fei to move out, Mu Fei seemed a little jealous?

Shen Qingtang didn't remember the other details, but now that these known clues were connected together, Shen Qingtang's heart skipped a beat—could this be the story of Zhuma and Tianxiang?

But soon, Shen Qingtang felt relieved again - in his opinion, Qin Yi and Mu Fei were both children, and he didn't intend to compete with Mu Fei for favor, forget it, forget it, what to do with so many thoughts.

So, Shen Qingtang got up slowly, planning to meet Mu Fei first.

Anyway, we will always meet in the future, see you soon and see you soon.

Mu Fei was still yelling outside, and Qin Yi didn't seem to come back.

At this moment, Mu Fei yelled a few times on his own, seeing that Qin Yi didn't show up, he couldn't help being a little puzzled——Qin Yi just said clearly that he would come back first, why is he gone now?

Thinking about it, Mu Fei frowned and walked out of the kitchen.

He was carelessly walking into the courtyard, wanting to go to the bedroom, when suddenly he saw a figure in blue after the rain came down the steps slowly.

The cyan sleeve fluttered, revealing the snow-white lining inside, and the string of southern red beads hanging on the chest was elegant and graceful.

The most important thing is that the person is good-looking, with those eyebrows and eyes, that figure is like a fairy coming out of a picture book.

Mu Fei involuntarily opened his eyes slightly.

After a while, his pupils shrank slightly, and finally realized Shen Qingtang's identity - but when he was peeping at Shen's house earlier, Shen Qingtang didn't seem so good-looking?

Mu Fei was suspicious, but also a little vigilant, a gentle and pleasant voice rang out slowly.

"Little brother, are you Qin Yi's friend?"

When Mu Fei was called by this voice, his heart trembled, and his guard was half gone, but he still had a prejudice against Shen Qingtang, so he didn't show a very good face at this time, and said firmly: "I am Brother Qin's younger brother, Who are you?"

Shen Qingtang frowned, and smiled slightly: "I am your elder brother Qin's Taoist companion, Shen Qingtang. You should have heard of it, right?"

Looking at Shen Qingtang's smiling snow-white face, Mu Fei's mind wavered, and he subconsciously said, "Mmm..."

But then he came back to his senses, frowned, and changed his words: "I haven't heard of it."

Shen Qingtang saw Mu Fei's subtle and arrogant expression in his eyes, and he was sure that this was a child, and his heart became more relaxed. At this time, his smile became more gentle: "It doesn't matter if you haven't heard of it, we know each other now."

"What's your name?"

Mu Fei: ...

Mu Fei usually has the most fiery and stubborn personality, but he is the most helpless in the face of Shen Qingtang's temperament.

Frowning for a while, Mu Fei uttered two words forcefully: "Mu Fei."

"It sounds good, the meaning of this name is really good." Shen Qingtang smiled.

Mu Fei was praised so suddenly, he was startled for a moment, then he pursed his lips tightly, his face was still stiff, but his reddening ears betrayed him.

Shen Qingtang originally wanted to say a few more "sugar-coated cannonballs" so that Mu Fei would not be so prejudiced against him, but he didn't expect that Mu Fei could not help boasting so much, and smiled for a while.

Fearing that Mu Fei would continue to be shy, Shen Qingtang's eyes moved slightly, and he changed the subject calmly: "Your Brother Qin didn't come back?"

Mu Fei suddenly came back to his senses, then frowned and shook his head: "No. He clearly said that he would come back first—"

Speaking of this, Mu Fei was startled, knowing that he had slipped up, so he quickly stopped talking.

Seeing this, Shen Qingtang frowned slightly, smiled thoughtfully, and didn't ask any more questions, but said softly: "Since he hasn't come back yet, let's not wait for him. It's getting late now, If you're hungry, go to the kitchen and have something to eat."

It was fine if Shen Qingtang didn't say this, but Mu Fei's handsome face showed an expression of extreme surprise again.

"You made the porridge in the kitchen?"

Shen Qingtang smiled and nodded.

Mu Fei had a look of disbelief: "You can still cook?"

Shen Qingtang smiled, and asked back: "So I can't cook anymore?"

Mu Fei: ...

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after a cup of tea

Shen Qingtang couldn't help but feel a little funny watching Mu Fei finish the three big bowls of porridge and continue to fill it up. At this moment, he dragged his chin and said quietly: "Eat it slowly, it's not a big deal. nice one."

Mu Fei burped slightly, put down the porridge bowl in his hand, and shook his head excitedly with tears in his eyes: "Brother Shen, you don't know, Brother Qin's cooking is really terrible!"

Shen Qingtang thought of the food he saw in the pot in the morning, and thought that I naturally knew.

But at this time, he is not easy to dismantle Qin Yi's platform, so he just smiled silently: "You usually hunt, so your big brother Qin will naturally save cooking, so don't blame him."

The corners of Mu Fei's mouth froze, trying to say that Qin Yi was too picky in order to save money.

But looking at Shen Qingtang's smiling face, Mu Fei hesitated for a moment, and finally curled his lips and swallowed what he had planned, and only asked in a low voice with a little tentativeness: "Brother Shen, in the future... you will continue to cook Is it?"

Shen Qingtang was slightly startled, and after looking at Mu Fei's expectant eyes, he smiled faintly: "If you like to eat, I can cook it every day."

Mu Fei grinned suddenly, revealing a row of white teeth.

Seeing Mu Fei's calm smile, Shen Qingtang felt very happy, and was about to ask Mu Fei about Qin Yi again, when a muffled sound came from outside the door.

Shen Qingtang and Mu Fei turned their heads to look at the same time.

Qin Yi, with a slightly cold expression, stood at the door, and just threw a heavy burden on the ground, just looking at this side quietly.

Seeing Qin Yi appearing, Mu Fei quietly glanced at the meat porridge not far away that was only half left in the crock, and couldn't help feeling a little guilty, and dared not speak.

It was Shen Qingtang who took the initiative to stand up, walked to Qin Yi's side, raised her head and asked him softly, "Why did you come back so late?"

Qin Yi's red eyes had already hidden a bit of coldness, but Shen Qingtang walked to the side, raised his head, and just smiled at him gently with his brows and eyes. He was silent for a moment, and managed to regain his calm expression. He said lightly: "I did something temporarily."