The Farming Life of the God of Time Traveling

He patted his trousers and straightened up, he probably knew in his heart that he couldn't get into muddy water anymore, his little life couldn't afford it.

When he went back to explain his plan, he thought that Li Banxian would insist that he continue to follow Xiao Yun and finish what he had promised, but Li Banxian just smoked a cigarette and nodded in a foggy way to show that he understood.

"If you don't go, you won't go, don't take this matter too seriously."

Song Qishu opened his eyes wide, "Then what you promised him at the beginning..." Didn't you mean fulfilling his wish for him, this is considered completed?Why didn't he find out.

"That's why you are shallow, and this matter was completely over yesterday. We don't owe him karma, and he doesn't owe us karma. I learned from your master in doing things, and we never lose money. We also make money. But... ...You want to go to Kyoto with him?" Old Li's head smelled something strange.

He rolled his eyes, "Why, you think too much, if you don't believe me, take a look."

The nail piece fell off the table, it was still the same color as before, but there was no black air.

"The catastrophe, there are no serious problems but there are twists and turns. Your trip to Kyoto is a mess." Old man Li insisted without hesitation.

This old man is really powerful, Song Qishu took it back silently, he was right, he measured these for himself in private, when he felt ominous, he was even more determined not to go, Xiao Yun had his own ideas The law of survival, but he did not.

Compared with him, old man Li has never seen such a big storm, he sighed, and reminded the only apprentice, "Do you know why no one fortune-telling for yourself?"

He froze for a moment, "Why?"

"Because the usual calculation is cause and effect, it is something that is destined to happen, and it is enough to pay back, but although it has no effect on yourself, it is inaccurate in nine out of ten, for example, the little bastard outside the door, who doesn't know what to do, evil It’s very, I guess I’ll count it for myself every day, so stay away.”

Hearing Li Banxian taunting Bai Ze again, his contempt was beyond words, Song Qishu knew that he still supported Old Man Li's persuasion not to play dead, but this matter also became a puzzle in his heart.

"You really hate him, can't you really count it for yourself?"

"Foretelling is an act against the heavens. We have a teacher who inherits God's will, so it is possible. I will calculate it for myself, but don't trust too much at your level."

Isn't it just that he dislikes his ability for being too weak, but doesn't this statement mean that he is not accurate in his calculations?What does this guy mean in the end, the words are not complete.

Li Banxian saw that the conversation was already here, and he opened up the topic and chattered vigorously, "I think your aptitude is not weak, don't be too stubborn, and don't learn common methods from others. We accept the will of heaven at the door, and point to the underworld at the bottom. We can communicate with heaven and earth. Their instructions, doing things for them is what we should do, understand?"

Fuck, isn't this a magic stick article!How did it suddenly become a fantasy, return to heaven and earth, return to hell, Song Qishu absorbed this information in a daze, and suddenly felt that his brain was not enough.

Song Qishu suddenly felt that he had overlooked something. Like a fool, he had been brainwashing himself from the beginning to the present, so that he would not believe in these things, but in fact, these things did exist, and he also came to a It's a magical place, so... Should he wake up?

Or, it's good to be a magic stick who doesn't know anything, and it's fine to eat a living.

But now he has something to solve, so he stood up determinedly, and under old man Li's surprised eyes, he opened it, and found Bai Ze who was having fun with Xiao Hua and the others.

Bai Ze couldn't afford to lose, and a lot of white notes were pasted on his face because of the punishment. When he turned his head and saw Song Qishu holding his hands and looking at him expressionlessly, he blew a sigh of relief. It fell down with a crash and fell to the ground.

"What? Your master asked you to drive me away again? I won't leave. This village is very good."

Xiaohua smiled and pasted another note on his forehead, "Brother, what are you talking about, you lost again!"

The children watching were also very happy. Bai Ze waved his hands and said helplessly, "Don't play anymore, you are all human beings, I can't fight. Boy, do you have something to tell me? Let's go, it's not convenient here .”

Regardless of the chattering of the children, he took Song Qishu to a secluded place, where there happened to be a big tree with lush green shade, covering a large area of ​​shade.

Song Qishu organized his words, "I thought you were really here for old man Li, and no one can stand your vigor."

"Oh?" Bai Ze raised his eyebrows.

"But I thought about it later, you acted too much, plus your story, I think you should come for me, no, to be precise, you came for the prince behind me."

Hearing the name Shizi, Bai Ze seemed to hear the sound of his own bones being reorganized, and smiled sinisterly, "So you have figured it out and want to help me? You are also interesting, I think you have a good relationship with that Shizi , actually took the initiative to tell me this.”

Song Qishu was stunned, did he misunderstand something?

"What did I say? I just came to tell you that he will return to the capital in two days. If you want to find him, you can follow him. I hope you don't pester us master and apprentice. It's good that we are here peacefully. "

"Aren't you afraid that I'll kill that prince on the way?" Bai Ze pondered for a moment, and the aura on his body also changed, thick and strange.

I don't know if it was because of being taught by Li Banxian, but his physique became quite strange, and he frowned because he hated this breath.

"You think, if you can directly click on it, you still have a roundabout policy? You should tell him in person if you have something to do, so that you won't miss it. I don't know what it doesn't mean I don't know. Kyoto is a sea of ​​​​flames, and you are doomed to die if you go in." Good luck, corpse, don’t come back, I don’t want to see you again.”

For the first time, Bai Ze started to think seriously about his words. Thinking of his own purpose, he suddenly smiled, waved his hand, and shouted to Song Qishu who had already walked away, "I will go, see you again if you are destined." !"

He turned his head abruptly, wanting to see if that person was still there, but unexpectedly found that he really left this time, there was no one under the tree, only the rustling wind carried away a few leaves.

"It's really gone..." He brushed the short hair on his forehead, and suddenly felt that this guy could treat him better in the future.

When he went back to talk about this matter, Li Banxian's reaction was flat, he simply hummed and stopped commenting on this matter, but it was true that he was in a better mood, which made Song Qishu heave a sigh of relief.

"What's for dinner?" Song Qishu glanced at the sky, the setting sun had already reached the horizon.

Old man Li lowered his head and was busy with the work in hand. Hearing what he said, he reacted, "Let's eat fish, but today is the Lantern Festival, why don't you go to play at a young age?"

"Lantern Festival? Are there many people? What's the fun?" Song Qishu was curious for a moment, and asked again and again. He hadn't celebrated any festival here so far, and this was the first time.

"Your master was handsome when he was young, and he went to the Lantern Festival a few times. It is inevitable that men and women will have trysts during the Lantern Festival, and they will put up lanterns to pray for marriage. If you want to go, there will be no shortage of food. It is worth seeing once a year."

Thinking of this, he was a little ready to move for the first time in the ancient festival. Isn't it similar to Valentine's Day on the Qixi Festival, a day for single dogs to get rid of their singles.

Forget it, let's cook first, anyway, he knows a dish of fish.

Pour water as deep as the nail cap of your little finger into the pot, add tempeh, salt, star anise, and grass fruit, and when the water boils, add a little rice milk to thicken the clear soup.

Put in the shredded fish meat that was cut before, cook until half mature, then pour in the prepared shredded lettuce.

Stir fry a few times to allow the sauce to fully mix with the shredded fish and lettuce.

Once the fish is cooked, take it out of the pan and set aside.

After finishing, she wiped her hands and went to the back room to find old man Li.

"Let's eat first, hey, what are you doing?"

Old man Li was holding the old clothes she had thrown aside before, moving his hands from side to side quickly, as if he was mending.

Hearing Song Qishu's voice, old man Li put down the piece of cloth, smiled and shook his head, "It's not finished yet, I'll sew it for you when I come back."

Song Qishu had already walked in front of him, bent down to pick up the piece of cloth, looked at the neat stitches on it, and couldn't help admiring: "It's much better than mine, and I'll give it to you when I finish mine." Sew a suit yourself!"

Take out the fragrant fish head soup, shredded fish meat and rice flakes, sit down on the floor, and start to taste this delicacy.

There is almost no seasoning in the fish head soup, only ginger slices are used to bring out the umami taste of the fish head. Old man Li took a sip and almost swallowed his tongue, which shows how delicious this soup is.

The yam cooked with the fish head is also stewed just right. It tastes powdery and fragrant. After a bowl, the hot and bulging feeling is satisfying.

After drinking the soup, Song Qishu stretched out his hand to take a piece of rice skin, sandwiched the fried shredded fish and lettuce with chopsticks, mixed with a few shredded raw green onions, put it on the rice skin, rolled it flexibly with both hands, and put it on the rice skin. The fish rice rolls are just fine.

Seeing old man Li staring at his hand, Song Qishu smiled and passed the fish roll over, "Try it, you probably haven't eaten this kind of recipe before, and you don't know if you are used to it."