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"Where did the voice come from?"

Chongyun and Zeyu lowered their heads and looked around, but they didn't see any living beings, nor did they notice any evil spirits. Could it be that what happened just now was a hallucination?

"Little brother, I'm here, help me!"

One person and one bird followed the source of the sound, and went around behind the stove, only to see a little white pig tied to a post, about as long as a human thigh, snorting and sniffing at the hay:

"Don't eat me, I'm still young, I don't have meat on my body, and it doesn't taste good."

The two finally understood why they didn't sense any abnormalities. The pig's demonic aura was so weak that it could be ignored. Apart from being able to speak human language, it was just an ordinary domestic pig.

Ze Yu vaguely guessed why the Ning Mansion invited him here, and asked in a low voice:

"How did you become a spirit? Never practiced before? Did you also talk to people before?"

"I do not know."

The white pig shook its head, blinked its two small eyes, and sounded like it was about to cry:

"Just last month, there was a golden fruit from the sky. I ate a few, and I was able to talk without knowing it. I had a good time with Master at the foot of the mountain, but a few people came to the village to make trouble that day, and I couldn't help being scared. Beg for mercy, they took me back."

"Emperor Ointment."

Chong Yun, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke out, unexpectedly frightening the white pig so much that he almost collapsed to the ground, and finally couldn't help crying:

"Why is there a third voice suddenly? There are monsters! Help!"

Chong Yun was angry: "You are the only monster here, okay?!"

"Wait, its mana is too low to see you."

Zeyu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and hastily handed Chongyun a smooth hair, signaling him to show up first.

"Scared, scared me to death, are you immortals? Please help me, I actually still have some magic power, but since I came here, I have been exhausted."

The white pig's legs trembled, and he fell on the ground in fear and trepidation, begging in a crying voice:

"As long as you don't eat me, I will definitely repay you. I planted a lot of apples on the mountain, adding up to hundreds of catties, and I will give them all to you."

Zeyu: ...

"It already has spirituality, and its aura is also very pure, that is, it has never done evil, and killing it will damage the blessing. What do you think?"

Chong Yun tilted his head towards the pig, who was slumped on the ground pitifully, looking pitiful and helpless but just a little stupid.

Zeyu glanced outside the door. The people outside must be afraid of "monsters" and dare not come in. He sneered in his heart and had an idea:

"It's not easy to take it out, just make a farewell dish and fool Mr. Ning over."

"You want to find another pig? Well, I'll help you."

Chongyun spread his wings and was about to fly when the white pig heard him crying loudly:

"Don't kill my kind, I don't want to kill other pigs, forget it, you should kill me, but I won't tell you where the apple is."

Chongyun: ...

With a "puchi" laugh, Zeyu pointed Chongyun's round head with his fingers, and smiled at him mysteriously:

"No killing today."

After hearing this, Chong Yun was puzzled, and half a moment later he had a flash of inspiration: "Come out with a different way?"

"It's so boring."

First let a bird and a pig hide by the stove, Zeyu calmly walked to the door, and generously said to Uncle Deng who wanted to eavesdrop outside the door:

"I'm going to process the ingredients next, but it's inconvenient to show people the cooking process, so please be patient, Mr. Ning."

Immediately after, ignoring the other party's reaction, he closed the door face to face, with a low face:

You are lucky to meet me today, and you will be lucky if you do so next time.

He picked up the wax gourd in the corner of the kitchen, sliced ​​half of it on the chopping board, the thickness should be about half a fingernail, if it is thin, it will easily fall apart and cannot be shaped; if it is too thick, it will be revealed when it is eaten.

"Are you going to make wax gourd?"

Chong Yun flew to his side and instantly transformed into a human form. It was no longer an elegant young man in a long robe, but a handsome young man wearing a white apron:

"I'll help you, but, obviously, can the dishes pass the test?"

"you guess."

Holding back a smile, she pouted at him, Zeyu pointed to the flower mushrooms by the stove, and said softly:

"Soak those hairs, I'll use them later."

"You really don't want to kill me? Are you two immortals of dual cultivation? I knew that since you have such a good heart and a husband and wife, you must have high mana. Your kindness and virtue will never be forgotten..."

Ever since he saw Chongyun's appearance, the white pig was overwhelmed with admiration, and couldn't stop chattering beside him.

"Do you know why you were arrested? Because you talk too much!"

Chongyun was so annoyed that he couldn't bear it, he picked up the poker and shook it in front of it, threatening:

"If you make any more noise, I'll roast you! See? Just put you in the stove over there, and the skin will be crispy and tender in the blink of an eye. Sprinkle with salt, it will be delicious."

"Don't, don't roast me, I'll shut up."

The white pig was trembling all over, and wanted to cover its mouth with its hoof, but its legs were too short, so it could only lie on the ground and whimper.

Just now the white pig said that the two are a pair of double cultivation, Chongyun secretly couldn't keep looking at Zeyu from the corner of his eye, but unfortunately the other party seemed to be concentrating on dealing with the seasoning, and didn't pay attention to this side at all, he couldn't help feeling disappointed in his heart, and heard that person calling him softly One sound:

"Chongyun, what are you doing there?"

"No."

After glaring at the white pig, Chongyun got up and ran to Zeyu's side in two steps, and asked with concern:

"what happened?"

"Are you tired from transforming into a human form? Do you want to rest?"

Bai Zhugang's words fell into Zeyu's ears verbatim, and his heart rose to his throat. He was apprehensive and expecting Chongyun's reaction, but he couldn't say what to expect, so he had to pretend he didn't hear it. look.

"Okay."

Thinking that Zeyu was not used to his current appearance, Chongyun immediately changed back to the appearance of a little white bird, flew to Zeyu's shoulder, and rubbed his fluffy head against his neck:

"How about I take the pig out later and throw it on the mountain?"

"Don't, don't do this."

The white pig, which had been quiet for less than a quarter of an hour, shrank and said, "I'm afraid I'll be caught again."

"Then take it back first."

Zeyu smiled helplessly at Chongyun, while chopping up the soaked Huagu, waiting for the oil to heat up in the pot.

Then, he poured the wax gourd slices into the pan and fried them until both sides were golden, then arranged them in a circle in the bowl, poured in the adjusted sauce, put the bowl into the pan and steamed on high heat for half an hour.

The wax gourd itself has a soft taste, and after frying, it is tender inside and crispy outside. It is served with a mellow sauce, which is no less dense than the real meat. Zeyu is planning to use it to confuse the real.

In order to avoid Mr. Ning's suspicion, he estimated the amount of meat for a whole pig, and used the remaining half of winter melon and other seasonings in the kitchen to make a vegetarian Dongpo pork and a vegetarian braised pork respectively.

Asking Chongyun to hide the pig, Zeyu wiped the fine sweat off his head, straightened his clothes, and Fang calmly opened the door:

"Uncle Deng, I've been waiting for a long time, please send someone to serve the food."

"Is it really done?"

In fact, Uncle Deng had already smelled the strong "meat fragrance" outside the house, but he couldn't believe it:

Even the monsters were afraid of Xie Zeyu, and there was no sign of resistance at all. It would be great if such a person could be used by the Ning Mansion.

"If there is nothing else, I want to go back first."

She bowed her hands to Uncle Deng, Zeyu remembered the pig, and couldn't wait to leave early, but heard an annoying voice from outside the courtyard:

"The color is thick, delicious and smooth, worthy of Mr. Xie."

"Young Master Ning, thank you."

He replied neither humble nor overbearing, Zeyu didn't want to stay here any longer, he was hesitating whether to use spells to escape, and then he heard Mr. Ning order to Uncle Deng:

"Young Master Xie must be very tired after a busy day. Uncle Deng, send him back quickly."

"Yes, son."

Uncle Deng looked at his master in puzzlement, wondering why the young master's attitude changed?

Zeyu glanced at Young Master Ning with a complicated expression. The other party's attitude was a little indescribably subtle, but he was very confident in his cooking skills, and it was impossible for him to be seen through.

"Thank you two immortals for saving my life, you are my reborn parents."

Back at the mansion, the pig was tortured for several days, and finally regained its freedom. It was unbelievable for a while:

"I really ran out, that's great! I'll do my best for the two of you!"

"Are you beating around the bush and saying that we are pigs? Let's forget it."

Chong Yun waved his hand in distaste, meaning to let the pig stay cool, and he and Zeyu had to do something else.

"No, I can do a lot of things. I can watch the door for you, and I can also help you attract guests. I used to be able to change human form, but I couldn't use spells in that house."

The white pig probably wanted to stand up its front legs to beg, but it was too fat, so it had to arch its nose up in favor.

"The gatekeeper? Don't worry, you are the one who stole it. Don't speak in front of mortals, or we won't save you a second time."

Zeyu reminded it that if the Ning family found out, he and Chongyun would inevitably get into some trouble.

"That's right, suddenly there are more pigs, which is a bit noticeable, so that's it."

After hearing Zeyu's words, Chongyun thoughtfully snapped his fingers:

"Since you said you want to guard the door, then be a dog for a few days first."

The figure of the white pig was gone, replaced by a white long-haired dog, which looked cute at first glance, but with a strangely big belly, it wobbled as it walked.

"Thank you Daxian, I will fulfill my mission!"

The white dog stood up and bowed to the two like a human being, wagging its short tail happily.

"I have a gift for you, you go to the room and wait, no peeking."

After setting up the white pig, Chongyun brought Zeyu to the room with a happy face, bent down mysteriously, and whispered in his ear.

"What is it? Don't make a fool of yourself."

Zeyu couldn't help being curious, but Chongyun pressed his hands gently on the chair, and the distance between the two was only a few feet away.

This time it was Chongyun's turn to tap the tip of his nose with his fingers, a slight smile appeared at the corner of his pretty mouth, and his voice was deep and deep:

"be good."

Changing from the previous slightly rebellious posture, at this moment Chongyun's brows revealed an indescribable warmth, like a spring breeze blowing, blowing open a field of flowers.

Zeyu calmed down suddenly, her heart was beating wildly, watching him close the door, and unconsciously tugged at his sleeves with both hands, but suddenly heard a familiar voice from behind:

"Ze Yu."

Exhaling several deep breaths outside the door, Chong Yun's heart swayed, he pushed the door open and was about to speak, when he froze:

Why are there two Zeyu in the room?

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