Words must die [Comprehensive martial arts]

In the blink of an eye, Jin Jiuling changed the subject.

"Let Boss Gu laugh at you."

With a shame on his face, he cupped his fists to plead guilty to Gu Shenyan, and then explained: "Jin has no intention of being difficult, but he is happy to see Liexin, and he lost his sense for a while... Boss Gu, please be more sympathetic."

Lu Xiaofeng also spoke out at the right time to turn things around: "Old Jin has this kind of virtue. He can't walk away when he sees something good, but he is willing to spend money. He can always use money to pocket the treasure he likes. Over time, he has developed such a personality. You stink, Brother Gu, don't bother with him."

Gu Shenyan nodded noncommittally.

He hadn't intended to argue with Jin Jiuling, but he was just an insignificant person.

If it wasn't for Lu Xiaofeng's face, he wouldn't even bother to say a word to the other party.

The atmosphere seems to have regained harmony.

Wherever there is Lu Xiaofeng, there is always laughter and laughter, he can make everyone laugh again and again with a few gags.

The gradually bustling atmosphere made the originally cold building a little more popular.

Baozi was also affected by this atmosphere, and couldn't help but move to the table, listening intently to Lu Xiaofeng's story about the anecdotes he had encountered, and occasionally couldn't help but ask some questions.

When he came back to his senses, he realized that his boss had left the hall at some point.

Seeing Baozi turn his head to look around, he noticed that Gu Shenyan's iron hand had left and reminded him: "I just saw Boss Gu go upstairs."

"Oh... It's almost time after calculation."

Baozi immediately understood.

"What's the matter?" Lu Xiaofeng asked curiously, "Could it be that Brother Gu has a habit of taking a lunch break?"

"That's not it."

Baozi shook his head.

His boss has a very regular schedule, as if he has set an alarm clock. He will do fixed things at a fixed time every day, such as getting up at [-] o'clock, going to the study for half an hour after washing, and using two to three hours after breakfast. Zhu Xiang took a walk to digest food, and began to practice swords around Chen Shi, and practiced until Si Shi...

It's almost three o'clock now.

The boss must have entered the study.

Baozi's tone was very flat: "Boss, he went to meditate while reciting scriptures."

Lu Xiaofeng couldn't help digging his ears, wondering if he had heard wrong - Baozi said what did Gu Shenyan do?Chanting and meditating?Like Jin Jiuling, he should not be a disciple of Buddhist layman?

Jin Jiuling obviously thought so too.

A hint of worry flashed in his eyes, but the expression on his face was anticipation and curiosity: "Boss Gu is a disciple of Shaolin layman? If so, then he and I can be regarded as brothers in the same school."

Baozi froze for a moment, then his eyes widened in disbelief.

This guy who is full of dandies is actually a Buddhist disciple?I really can't see it at all!

If Buddhist lay disciples all have this virtue...

The overall image of Shaolin Temple in his mind is really going to drop to the bottom every minute.

Fortunately, his boss does not believe in Buddhism.

Thinking of this, Baozi couldn't help showing a proud expression on his face: "My boss is a Taoist disciple, and he is a pure Yang successor."

It's not Jin Jiuling's kind of fake monk who just hangs up a false name in some temple!

So don't take the opportunity to build a relationship with my boss.

A fake monk is talking about brothers and sisters with a real Taoist priest, what a mess!

Uh... Jin Jiuling twitched the corners of his mouth in embarrassment, "Really, so I misunderstood."

"Haha, this is really an oolong, even I almost got it wrong." Lu Xiaofeng stroked his beard and said with emotion: "No wonder Baozi said that he is meditating and not practicing Zen."

Of course, scriptures are not unique to Buddhism, and Taoism also has Taoist scriptures.

Even strictly speaking, the word scriptures refers to Taoist scriptures from the very beginning.

It's just that in the past hundred years, the incense of Buddhism has flourished, and Taoism has gradually declined. When people hear the word scriptures, they will subconsciously associate it with monks.

As for Gu Shenyan's identity as a Taoist disciple, Lu Xiaofeng was not too surprised.

Because in retrospect, it is not difficult to find that Gu Shenyan has many qualities that fit the identity of a Taoist disciple.

His style of conduct is quite in line with the way of being kind and like water. Although he lives in the common world, he does not value fame and wealth, does not love the world, is elegant and unrestrained, with a profound and elegant demeanor... His cooking skills are also superb!

Huh, it seems that something strange has been mixed in?

No no no, Lu Xiaofeng said that this is not surprising at all.

Those who cook delicious food these days are really either monks or Taoist priests.

Think about Master Bitter Gourd, think about Miao Monk Wuhua, and think about Gu Shenyan... Do all of you cultivators like to study cooking so much?

Gu Daochang, who likes to delve into cooking skills, stepped on a little bit and returned to the first floor at the end of Shen Shi.

He is going to start preparing dinner.

At noon, I cook Shandong cuisine among the four major cuisines, which is mainly salty and fresh, so at night, it's time to change the taste.

Guangdian, the full name of Cantonese-style dim sum, is characterized by a wide variety, novel styles, and overall refreshing taste. It is most suitable for eating in the morning or evening.

It has more than 1000 varieties, and Gu Shenyan specially selected the most representative ones.

Shrimp and lotus leaf rice, green grass and white rabbit dumplings, fried radish cake, horseshoe cake, skin egg puff pastry, ice meat puff pastry, barbecued pork buns, dry steamed crab roe and siu mai...nearly twenty dim sum were divided into two batches and delivered to the table , Lu Xiaofeng and the others almost dropped their jaws in shock when they saw the dazzling array of delicious snacks in different shapes and aromas.

Is it okay to have dinner like this?

It's really wow wow - so rich!

But then again... which one should I start with?

Every dish looks super attractive, really, the choice phobia is about to commit.

I don't know who started to move the chopsticks first, and soon, a group of people were eating in full swing, and from time to time, there would be exclamations, reaching the ears of Gu Shenyan, who was still busy in the kitchen.

A happy smile slowly appeared on his face, and his heart was full of satisfaction.

For him, cooking is a process of enjoyment, and the satisfactory comments and compliments from the guests will give him a sense of accomplishment.

There is nothing more fun than being a cook.

After delivering the last batch of dim sum to the table, Baozi sneaked into the kitchen.

"Boss, boss, can I have dinner earlier?"

He learned how to be cute without a teacher, put his hands under his chin, blinked his small but very energetic eyes, and sent a "please feed" signal to Gu Shenyan.

To be honest, being a buddy under Gu Shenyan is really a kind of "suffering".

God knows how much effort it took him to control his ready-to-move hands and mouth, and not steal food while delivering the food.

Every food delivery process is like a difficult test. Thanks to his perseverance as a beggar for more than ten years, he can barely pass the test.

Gu Shenyan was defeated in minutes.

I am most afraid of children's acting like a baby, the lethality is too strong, there is really no way to resist it.

Other than walking around, eating, eating... what else can he say?

Gu Shenyan helplessly supported his forehead, and after seeing the promise, he immediately hugged a cage of pork buns full of oil, and couldn't help telling him like a worried old father: "Eat slowly, and no one will follow you." You grab it, be careful to eat too fast and get choked."

It is really a good spirit but not a bad spirit.

As soon as he finished speaking, Baozi choked up.

"look at you……"

Gu Shenyan quickly poured a cup of tea and handed it over, gently patted Baozi's back, and helped him calm down, "Okay, you can rest for 2 minutes before eating, I don't need you outside for a while, no It takes too much time."

"Yeah." Baozi nodded, holding the steamer and suddenly burst into tears, "Boss, boss..."

Gu Shenyan: "!!"

What, what is this?

I didn't say that I won't let you continue to eat, just rest for 2 minutes. As for being so sad? !

Baozi sniffed, choked up and said, "Can I recognize you as a godfather?"

Gu Shenyan was stunned.

What the hell is a godfather?

He has been a bachelor for three lifetimes, and he really doesn't want to be a father for no reason at all.

Baozi Kong wiped the corners of his eyes with his hands, and said sincerely and sincerely: "You are so kind and kind to me, you are really like a father, so I think we might as well just recognize them as father and son. When you get old in the future, I will I will definitely honor you!"

Gu Shenyan: "I'm sorry... please allow me to refuse."

Although he considers himself to be an old man whose mental age is close to half a hundred, is he completely unprepared to be a father?

And that genial adjective—

After silently saying to be kind, bah, calm and not irritable, Gu Shenyan picked up a char siu bun from the cage with no expression on his face, and stuffed it into the bun's mouth.

"Eat your buns well."

What a brat!

Baozi held a barbecued pork bun in his mouth, and silently cast a look of aggrieved eyes at his boss.

Why are you angry? He wasn't talking nonsense.

Twilight was fading.

Lu Xiaofeng and the others, who ate well, were satisfied, took their unfinished snacks, reluctantly bid farewell to Gu Shenyan, and then boarded the carriage and set off on their way home.

After seeing off the guests, Gu Shenyan began to enjoy his dinner.

And Baozi cleans up the dishes in the kitchen.

After dinner, Gu Shenyan went back to the backyard and took out his sword as usual, planning to go to a nearby hillside to practice swords for a while.

"Baozi, remember to close the door later." Before leaving, Gu Shenyan did not forget to stand at the door and tell Baozi who was still busy in the kitchen: "I'll just go in from the backyard."

Well, lightness kung fu is a good thing, and Ti Yunzong is super suitable for climbing over walls.

"Know it!"

Baozi responded with a hoarse voice.

By the way, I complained in my heart: The boss who has to explain this every night when he goes out is really like an old father who is worried about leaving his child at home alone.

But saying that he looks like him is not willing to admit... Tsk.

The afterglow of the setting sun gradually dissipated, and night fell. In the darkness, a vague figure quickly passed through the woods, swept across the grass, and detoured to the back of the small building that looked extraordinarily cold and quiet.

The night wind blew the grass and trees, making a slight rustling sound, which perfectly covered up the very light footsteps.

After waiting patiently for a while, the figure crouching behind the courtyard wall quietly turned over the top of the wall.

Then he went to the master bedroom on the left with a clear goal.

It’s true that even God is helping me——

Jin Jiuling, who might not even be able to recognize his own father after dressing up in disguise, couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.

That stinky Taoist priest is not here.

There is only a young man who doesn't understand martial arts at all to look after the house.

Even if he wasn't so sneaky and just went in to grab things openly, no one could stop him.

--Is it?

Gu Shenyan, who arrived at the small courtyard almost at the same time as Jin Jiuling, sat on the roof with his sword in his arms, smiling quietly, and rolled his eyes.

The author has something to say: Jin Jiuling: I think I am very lucky today!

Lao Gu: Secret Observation.jpg

Thank you Ah Zheng for the deep water torpedoes and grenades, love you so much~

PS: Because I have to apply for next Thursday's list, too many words will not be able to be edited and tweeted, so the update frequency will have to slow down in the next few days, and become every other day...

I hope everyone can understand.

Then a song "sorry sorry" is dedicated to everyone (top pot fly away——