Learn to cook Xiaojiao online goose raising [Gourmet]

The white stone wall is inlaid with night pearls. In the center of the cave is a black gold Qiankun furnace, and the real fire of Samadhi is burning blazingly underneath. The body of the furnace is densely engraved with Sanskrit curses, and purple light overflows from the hollowed-out carved cover from time to time.

The dazzling tribulation thunder roared down from the clouds, and the lightning illuminated the jade cave as if it were daytime. The magic weapon arranged in front of the cave shattered in response, and the emerald-colored dragon that was entangled in the cave was overturned by the thunder and hit headfirst on the ground. on the stove...

This is the last memory of Zeyu when he was robbed.

At this moment, the shattered pieces of the Wujin Furnace are still in the cave, covered with a thick layer of dust because they have not been taken care of for many days.

Zeyu slipped to the side of the stove to check, the pill was needless to say, it had already been burned to ashes; the luminous pearl on the wall fell to the ground, mixed with gravel, it seemed that the cave would not be able to live for a while.

Shaking the gravel off his body, he slowly poked his head out of the hole, and the warm sunlight shone on the blue scales, shining brightly.

It rains all the year round on the top of Mount Yu, but it is rare to see a clear day today, and all the mist in front of the cave has dissipated.

"Zeyu? Have you come out of retreat?"

Floating on the mountainside in a daze, Zeyu heard a familiar exclamation from behind, turned around and nodded slightly:

"Sister Zhuyan, long time no see."

The woman on the red leopard is dressed in an emerald green dress, with picturesque eyebrows and graceful looks.

Her name is Zhuyan, she is a mountain ghost living in Yushan, and she has been a neighbor of Zeyu for many years.

"It seems that today is a good day. I just came out for a walk casually. I didn't expect to meet you when you left the customs."

Touching the Wenli on the side, Zhuyan glanced at Zeyu's tail with a smile on his eyes, froze for a moment, with a slightly embarrassed look on his face, and suddenly seemed to remember something, and said:

"I almost forgot. I met your parents who were looking for you before, and they didn't know that you were in retreat. They asked me to send you a letter, telling you to go to them when you have almost cultivated."

"Please trouble sister Zhuyan."

With a calm expression on his face, Zeyu understood that it was an excuse that his parents didn't want others to know about this time; he turned his head and looked at his body a few times, and couldn't help but sigh:

It was said to be cultivation to the outside world, but it was obvious that there was no progress at all. No wonder Zhu Yan, who was originally familiar with him, couldn't ask him about his progress.

Zeyu's parents live very close to Yushan, and he didn't fly for a long time, when he saw the lake from a distance, he plunged into the water.

"Son, you are finally back, but you are so worried about your mother."

Zeyu's mother, a huge glutton, held her son in her arms, held his head up and looked left and right, feeling very distressed:

"Look at this skinny one, it made you suffer, no one bullies you in the mortal world, right?"

"No."

Zeyu lowered his eyes, obediently leaned on his mother's back, flicking his blue tail.

"It's that nasty white goose that dared to lie to our son Shuangxiu. You don't need to pay attention to him now."

His father, Laolong let out a long and proud howl, his eyes as big as copper bells flashed brightly, and said triumphantly:

"Fortunately, he still dared to come to the door, and I severely repaired him."

"He came to see you?"

She suddenly raised her head from her mother's arms, and in the blink of an eye, Zeyu's eyes quickly appeared. When Chongyun came back, there were scorched feathers on his back, and what the stupid bird said:

"Maybe I accidentally touched something dirty, don't worry about it, it will probably fall off tomorrow night."

Not caring about anything else, Zeyu blurted out, "Is Chongyun injured?"

The old dragon didn't realize it, he gnawed off the big crab on his claws, and said loudly:

"That's not enough, just to teach him a lesson, your father and I still have a sense of proportion. Just a few days ago, he confessed that he deliberately tempted you to practice dual cultivation with him, and that he wanted to form a relationship with you." Taoist couple, think beautifully!"

Seeing something wrong with her son's expression, Mother Long was silent for a moment, then asked Chi:

"What's wrong? Are you hungry?"

His face turned blue and white, Zeyu's whole body froze, like a log, and after a while he opened his mouth and said:

"Shuangxiu of Yuanshen refers to the magic weapon, right?"

The old dragon and the dragon mother looked at each other, their expressions were slightly complicated, the dragon mother coughed lightly, and explained slowly:

"Actually, we told Xiaoheixiaobai, but we didn't expect this Chongming bird to covet this treasure. But don't worry, just dump him if you don't like it. Parents are behind everything."

The old dragon patted his son's tail with his tail, and encouraged him:

"That's right, what's so great about the Chongming Bird? When you transform into a dragon, many immortals will rush to be your Taoist companion. Don't be afraid of him."

"not like this."

Zeyu turned her head away, not daring to meet her parents' eyes, unable to understand what was going on in her mind for a moment, she just rolled herself up and down, and said in a low voice:

"In the beginning, neither he nor I knew it was, heck, used as a double cultivation of soul and spirit, and it's already like that when we come to our senses."

The air at the bottom of the lake seemed to be frozen, leaving only the sparkling water at the bottom, swaying briskly on the bodies of the three dragons of different colors.

The old dragon's deep voice broke the silence, but the problem was that Zeyu didn't expect it: "Then who is in the upper position between you and him?"

Zeyu:! ! !

Just surprised for a moment, Mother Long accepted it faster than Zeyu, and even comforted him in turn:

"Actually, it doesn't matter whether you are high or low. You can achieve success in cultivation. Don't you think so, son?"

"That's what I said, but you can't let him take advantage of it, let alone our son is so good."

Although he didn't agree with his wife's statement, the old dragon dared not refute, instead he said with concern:

"Then how many times have you practiced? Is it still smooth?"

What is "smooth"?

Her mind was dizzy, and before Zeyu had time to think about it, she heard Dragon Mother ask again:

"The son, have you thanked Xie Zeyu? Is he okay in the mortal world?"

The translucent dragon's beard trembled involuntarily, Zeyu's eyes wandered, and he faltered:

"Speaking of which, Xie Zeyu still doesn't seem to be in good health. I want to go back to the mortal world."

When the old dragon heard this, he wanted to ask something, but his bones almost fell apart when the dragon mother swung her tail, so he didn't dare to say a word.

Dragon Mother wrapped him around, smiled and said: "Xie Zeyu is also our family's benefactor, there are some medicines and magic weapons in the back, you can pick some and send them. If the mortal world is fun, play more, don't worry about coming back."

"understood."

Rubbing her mother's scales with her horns coquettishly, Zeyu felt guilty and slipped out from under her claws.

Watching her son leave, Mother Long rubbed the old dragon's scales and said calmly:

"It's too big to stay, so be careful."

The old dragon's long beard was pulled down: "He has learned to lie, alas, what's so good about that goose."

Grabbing her husband's white beard with one paw, Mother Long replied with a half-smile, "Maybe it's heredity."

Old Dragon: ...

On the other side, over the small town in the mortal world, silver and purple lightning flashed across the sky from time to time, and people on the ground were in panic, fearing that there would be another earthquake.

"Say, where is the original person in this body?"

Chong Yun tightened his five fingers, and the person in front of him was so painful that his facial features were distorted, his eyes were bulging, and he was about to die.

"Why don't you leave the matter of interrogation to Brother Xie, and we will accompany you to search around."

It was the first time I saw Chong Yun who was so violent, although Mo Hui understood his feelings, he had no choice but to step forward to persuade him to prevent him from losing control and razing the small city to the ground:

"If you knock him out of his wits, the only clue will be broken. It's just a wild ghost, so it shouldn't be able to hurt Zeyu."

The person in Chongyun's hand was thrown to the wall with force, and there was a loud "bang", and his neck was circled with bruises.

"Hey, wait!"

Before Mo Hui and Chiyu could react, Chongyun flew out of the window like an arrow leaving the string without saying a word. His snow-white wings fanned out gusts of hurricane, and many trees along the road were uprooted.

"Why do you want to be my son's companion?"

A few days ago, Chongyun came to Biyuntan where Zeyu's parents lived, and the old dragon asked such questions.

How did he answer?

Walking through the thick clouds like a walking corpse, Chongyun looked in a trance, his eyes were dim.

"I will protect him well, no matter whether he can transform into a dragon or not, I just want to stay by his side so that he will have no worries for the rest of his life."

Feeling overwhelmed in his heart, Chongyun hovered over the small town week after week, his pupils that were originally clear and blue were bloodshot at this moment.

The wings were getting heavier and heavier, but he didn't seem to feel tired, searching for Zeyu's breath inch by inch.

"He's definitely not going to leave just like that."

His throat was tingling, and Chongyun's bird song gradually became hoarse, making it difficult to distinguish.

After falling heavily on the hillside, Chongyun was almost exhausted, and he could only raise his head and stare at the bright moon in the sky for a long time.

He remembered a lot of things. Ever since he met Zeyu, he thought it was an ordinary life at his fingertips. Now that he recalled it, he knew that every scene was unforgettable.

If he had never met Zeyu, maybe he could return to Donghai calmly and focus on being his immortal.

But if you have owned it and thought about it, it is absolutely impossible to go back to the past. It is like a big hole in your heart, and even a gust of wind can tear the flesh and blood. .

In case Zeyu really disappears, what should he do?

Whenever Chong Yun thinks of this possibility, it feels as if someone cut open his chest face to face, dug out his heart alive and crushed it hard.

"Chongyun, I found you."

This voice lingered in Chongyun's mind for a whole day, so when he heard the first call, Chongyun didn't look up, but made a wry smile like self-deprecating.

Until his exhausted body was entangled in the soft blue strips, and the half-hard dragon whiskers brushed his feathers, and Zeyu's voice flowed into his ears like a spring of oasis:

"why do you ignore me?"

Surprisingly, Chong Yun didn't move, his eyes stared straight ahead, not knowing what he was thinking.

Zeyu once thought that he was angry, so he turned into a human form in anxiety, carefully hugged the white bird's wings with both hands, and asked softly:

"Chongyun? Are you okay?"

At this time, Chongyun Fang woke up like a dream, and his wings tightly wrapped the young man in front of him into his arms, as if he was afraid that someone would snatch him away.

"After being attacked by those ghosts, I thought I was going to die, but I didn't expect it to be a blessing in disguise."

Instinctively embracing the white bird, Zeyu felt that every feather in Chongyun in his arms was trembling. His heart was shocked, and his eyes were sour unconsciously:

"After I bid farewell to my parents, I will come back immediately. I'm sorry to make you worry."

Slowly kneeling and sitting on the ground, Zeyu rested his chin on the white bird's head, hugged his wings with one hand, and gently caressed his back with the other hand, along his feathers, soothing in a low voice:

"I'm really fine, just look at me."

Under his comfort, Chong Yun really gradually calmed down, and a white light flashed in front of Ze Yu's eyes...

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