Master is a meow

He went up to Tianzhu Peak without looking back, and only when he saw the Hall of Nine Thoughts, Shen Zhehan slowed down his pace.

Originally, he just went out to buy some things and checked the way to Fangshi by the way, but unexpectedly encountered such a thing, Shen Zhehan, who was walking alone on the mountain road, sighed.

Returning to Jiusi Hall, he walked towards the main hall without hesitation.

No outsiders will come here, so Xiangyang's main hall is not a place to entertain guests like palaces in other places, but it is used as a place for the master and apprentice to relax.

"Master!"

Shen Zhehan yelled before he came in, and when he saw the person sitting by the window looking back, he walked over in two steps.

He may not have felt it himself, but Yun Jiusi could hear three points of depression and one point of grievance from this sound, and seeing that his expression was not at all the same as before going out, he was full of joy in anticipation, so he couldn't help but put the book in his hand side.

"what happened?"

While asking, Yun Jiusi raised his hand and let a chair fall behind him.

Shen Zhehan sat down directly, "The market is still lively, I bought some Lingmi and Lingzhi seeds."

Seeing his unhappy expression after sitting down, Yun Jiusi reached out and stroked the top of his hair lightly.

Shen Zhehan's hair not only tends to be knotted, but also messy and messy when tied up. Usually, he doesn't like to let him touch his head, but today he didn't respond much when he touched it twice.

"What else?" Yun Jiusi couldn't help but continue to ask.

With his elbows resting on his legs, Shen Zhehan put his hands on his face and said: "Everything was fine, but when I came back, I met a..."

Originally, it was definitely not a good word to describe the black-clothed monk, but when he thought of the death of a person like a lamp going out, Shen Zhehan paused for a moment before simply saying the matter.

Originally, he thought that the place he was going was not far away, and with the disciples of Nine Heavens Sect by his side, most people would not offend him.Hearing that he was in danger, Yun Jiusi's eyes dimmed for a moment, and then returned to normal when she looked at him, "Why didn't you send me a voice transmission?"

"I didn't think about it for a while." Only then did Shen Zhehan remember that he gave himself a piece of sound transmission jade before, patted his head and said: "But the cassock you gave me is also very powerful, that person hurts Not to me!"

"Huh!" Then, Shen Zhehan suddenly remembered that he was wearing a cassock. In fact, even if the black-clothed monk's ultimate move was falling, it might not necessarily hurt him.

Although he had nothing to do this time, Yun Jiusi didn't want to have such a thing happen again. After taking a look at him, he suddenly raised his hand and drew a complicated rune on his forehead.

After the white light flashed slightly, Shen Zhehan couldn't help reaching out and touching his forehead, "What is this?"

"Call me in your heart if you have anything to do." Yun Jiusi said.

After telling him about the matter, Shen Zhehan's mood was no longer so gloomy, and when he saw him use such a method, his heart warmed slightly.

The matter is over and over, and after talking about it, Shen Zhehan turned his attention and said: "By the way, have you finished eating your fish?" While talking, he had already turned his head to look at the side of the couch, and when he was far away, he saw the small square table There was only an empty plate left on the table, and I couldn't help but smile.

Shen Zhehan casually took out a plate of grilled fish fillets and put one piece into his mouth, then stretched out the plate in front of him.

After he ate a few slices, Shen Zhehan suddenly remembered something and turned his head again, and then said with relief: "The fruit is also eaten!"

Yun Jiusi, who had just picked up a piece of grilled fish fillet, paused for a moment, then hummed.

Without much thought, the corners of Shen Zhehan's lips returned to their usual natural upturned curvature. After giving him a plate of grilled fish slices as a reward, he asked casually, "Is the fruit sweet?"

"Sweet." Yun Jiusi took the plate and replied with a certain word.

Shen Zhehan misunderstood the anger and joy in his tone because his hands were full of a plate of grilled fish fillets. It was rare for him to eat everything except fish, so he brought out half of the red fruit at noon .

"There are only so many, you can eat first, and I will pick some next time." Shen Zhehan gave him half a plate of fruit.

Taking a deep look at the fruit he handed over, Yun Jiusi put the grilled fish fillets on the window sill, took the plate, then picked up a fruit and ate it slowly under his attention.

When the fruit in his hand was almost finished, Shen Zhehan stood up and said: "I'll go to the kitchen to make dinner, you eat slowly."

Now that the sun was about to set to the west, it was obvious that Shen Zhehan was going to the kitchen to prepare dinner slowly.

When he came out of the hall, Yun Jiusi switched the position of the fruit in his hand and the grilled fish on the window sill.

Shen Zhehan, who didn't intend to turn his head back, didn't feel anything wrong when he saw his actions, after all, he prefers fish in the first place.

Yun Jiusi, who was eating grilled fish fillets, glanced at the red fruit on the window sill, thinking that he didn't say to look at the empty plate this time, so he ignored it.

When he came to the kitchen and saw those kitchen utensils, Shen Zhehan's mood was completely relaxed. He first took out the Lingmi he bought and poured it into a jar, and then began to arrange the ingredients and plan the dishes for the evening.

After Shen Zhehan tasted the mika that caused trouble in disguise, he felt that it tasted like pineapple, so he directly used it to make a plate of ancient meat and fish.

Only two pieces of fish are taken from the Mijia fish, cut into cross-shaped knives with a straight knife, soaked in cornstarch and deep-fried, then boiled with Mijia, sugar and vinegar, add some water starch to make a sauce, pour it on the fish, and place it on a plate Like a miga cut in half.

However, even the Mijia fish, whose appearance and scent are so deceptive, did not fool Yun Jiusi.

The mecha fish was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, with a unique taste of sweet and sour. After I tasted it myself, Shen Zhehan, who seemed to like it, gave him some of the ancient mecha meat.

The tenderloin is not greasy in the first place, and it is also sour and sweet after being made with honey. Seeing that he tasted it, he took the initiative to pick up some more. Shen Zhehan bent his lips and thought that he could make it again next time.

It was getting dark after dinner, Shen Zhehan, who had cleaned up the kitchen, pulled Yun Jiusi to sit at the stone table outside the hall, watching the stars in the sky with the wind blowing.

Shen Zhehan, who saw the half plate of fruit on the window sill, took it over and put it on the stone table. With his head slightly raised, he looked at the stars for a while, touched a fruit and gnawed it slowly.

The two didn't talk, and the atmosphere didn't look awkward sitting in the evening breeze.

Yun Jiusi only looked at the sky after sitting down, and then looked more at the people around him. After seeing him eating several fruits in a row, he unconsciously took one as well.

Shen Zhehan bit the fruit and made crunching noises from time to time, but Yun Jiusi, who was also eating a fruit, hardly made a sound.

Time was blown away bit by bit by the evening wind, and Shen Zhehan couldn't help lowering his head when he touched the plate with his hand again.

Yun Jiusi, who was holding the last fruit in his hand, saw him looking at the empty plate, so he couldn't help but reach out his hand in front of him.

The fruit was relatively small, so Shen Zhehan took it casually and stuffed it into his mouth. He stood up with puffed cheeks and said, "It's getting late, Master, go and rest, I'm going back to my room."

Seeing his left cheek bulge for a while and right cheek for a while, and the dimples on both sides appear and disappear, Yun Jiusi moved her fingertips, and then nodded to him.

Meditation can completely replace rest, but Shen Zhehan, who is used to sleeping at night, returned to his room and lay down after meditating for a while.

Although he seemed to have relaxed after talking with Yun Jiusi when he came back, it was the first time that Shen Zhehan saw someone die in front of him, and it was the kind that disappeared in ashes.

Thinking by day and dreaming by night, people who fall asleep can't help but have nightmares.

In the vast expanse of whiteness, a dark human figure slowly turned into flying ash and scattered, and after a while, a black human figure reappeared, continuing to slowly turn into flying ash and scattered, Repeatedly.