The Farming Life of the God of Time Traveling

That's all, others can only watch helplessly.

At this moment, a young monk climbed up from the bottom of the mountain. He looked like he was only ten years old, and he walked quite stumblingly, as if he was carrying someone's message.

Xiao Yun also looked over. Is there no one in the temple? Why did you send such a little guy to the top of the mountain where the wind is biting.

The little novice took a few breaths, took a long time to regain his composure, and made a song for the two in front of him, "Tan Yue is good, the abbot invites you to come over and say that you have something important to discuss."

Xiao Yun looked at the little novice's shiny head in surprise. He didn't quite understand why the abbot wanted to find him such an idler.

"Thank you little master, I'll go down now. Black Eagle let's go."

Hei Ying breathed a sigh of relief, and finally figured it out, the abbot still knows how to treat Xiao Yun.

The three were anxious, and quickly went down from the top of the mountain. When they arrived at the abbot's meditation room, they happened to see the abbot set up a table full of vegetarian meals.

"Is this... an important matter?" Xiao Yun raised his eyebrows, it seemed that he had been fooled.

The abbot looked at them with a smile, and he didn't feel guilty at all for being deceitful, on the contrary he was confident.

"Of course it matters. People are iron, and food is steel. If you don't eat a meal, you will be hungry. Take a seat. This is the vegetarian dish that the chef just researched today. I tasted it and it's okay."

Xiao Yun also agreed, and sat down carelessly, not feeling inappropriate at all for eating and drinking. In his eyes, what the abbot said was always right.

He caught a piece of lotus root, which was unexpectedly delicious, and he took another bite. His cheeks were bulging, and he asked the host curiously, "This vegetarian dish is quite delicious, a bit like the lotus root clip I have eaten before." .”

The lotus root folder is to pick fresh lotus root and cut it into slices. When cutting, you should master the strength, one shallow and one deep. Brush a layer of oil, then mix the meat filling with spiced fruit, pepper, chopped green onion, fennel, and salt, stir well, and put it in the reserved place. The fried lotus root clips are crispy and delicious, oily but not greasy.

But this lotus root is stuffed with meat, is this abbot blatantly serving meat?

The abbot seemed to know what he was thinking, picked up a deep-fried golden lotus root clip, and broke it to reveal the stuffing inside.

The rich aroma and the taste of spices make people salivate, but it is indeed the lotus root clip.

Xiao Yun suddenly thought of something, "Are you trying to say that this is not meat? But it does taste exactly like meat."

This is what the abbot asked for, and I am satisfied, "This is actually tofu. It has always been known as vegetarian meat. This tofu is just like meat. It is also the chef's special skill. It is only here, and it can be eaten elsewhere. not."

Unbelievable, he stuffed another lotus root clip into his mouth. He tried to distinguish the difference, but it was indeed the taste and chewiness of the meat. This is a master.

The little novice and Heiying next to them watched helplessly as they wiped out a plate of lotus root clips. They could only swallow their saliva, their eyes were almost shining, it looked delicious, but they didn't have any share.

After eating and drinking enough, Xiao Yun patted his belly, poured himself a cup of tea and sipped it slowly, seeing that the host was still smiling and didn't speak, and took the initiative to bring up the matter.

"Let's talk, what's the matter? You go to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing. What's the reason why you have to invite me? My uncle? Didn't he acquiesce that I'm dead long ago, and shouldn't bother you? What's the matter? , about my parents?"

Hei Ying still listened with guilty ears when it was mentioned about respecting the king. He wanted to plug his ears when he heard about King An. Knowing that King An's people were dead, he didn't want to lose it in vain. Life.

The abbot touched his bald head, "You are really stubborn, but I guessed right, I really came to you for this."

He searched the big cabinet in the room for a long time, took out a big box, opened the inner three layers and took out a bright yellow cloth.

When they saw the bright yellow color, the two behind the scenes people felt a little thumped. They looked at the wall and blocked their ears. Oh my god, bright yellow is used by the royal family. This thing is extraordinary. When the time comes they It's miserable to see your eyes gouged out.

Xiao Yun propped her chin and focused her eyes on this small object, but finally gave up and asked, "What the hell is this thing? It's weird. Are you sure it has something to do with my parents?"

The abbot broke his merits, and he blew his beard and stared angrily. Is this kid questioning his credibility?Is he this kind of person? What if he wants to commit murder?

"Look again, look carefully, when your parents handed this over to the old monk, they only said that only you can understand it."

"Only I can understand?" Xiao Shizi was really surprised now, he put away his joke, and looked over and over at the dark stone with a serious face.

The smooth and delicate touch, he seems to have seen it somewhere.

He held the stone in the palm of his hand for an unknown amount of time, and finally remembered where he had seen it, at Song Qishu's, but his pattern was complicated and radiant, unlike this one, which was nothing but the feel.

"Is this thing mine now?"

The abbot nodded, "Of course, it's useless for me to hold it. Besides, the entrustment of the old man is of course to return it to the original owner."

Xiao Yun solemnly put away the things, although she didn't know what they were used for, but they would be useful at any time.

He covered the stone with a yellow cloth, but was stunned by the voice from inside.

"Old man Li, have you packed your things?"

"What do you want to do with my old bones, slow down, slow down."

This sound... Xiao Yun quickly lifted the cloth again, and there was a rotating pattern like a starry sky on the stone, and the sound happened to come from inside.

The abbot saw him stunned on the spot, and patted him on the shoulder, "Your Majesty? What's wrong with you?"

Xiao Yun came to her senses and stared at the stone strangely, thinking that she was hallucinating.

"Abbot, did you hear that voice?" He asked lightly.

The abbot was confused, and read a sentence of Amitabha, "I didn't hear anything, my son, did you hear it wrong?"

Xiao Yun thought it was because she had been thinking too much these past few days, and was about to turn around and leave when the two people inside continued talking.

"Are we sure we want to sneak away?" It was a young boy's voice with dissatisfaction.

"Nonsense," the old man reprimanded, "You want to be with that kid? I didn't expect that your elbows turned out!"

Xiao Yun wiped his face, if it was the first time he heard hallucinations, what happened the second time, but the current one is obviously only he can hear, the abbot and the others did not respond at all.

No more talking, he carefully wrapped it up and put it in his clothes, he'd better go back and take a look at it by himself.

The abbot only thought that he was too excited to see the relics of his parents, shook his head helplessly, and went to other places to supervise the monks to do their homework.

Black Eagle usually followed Xiao Shizi inseparably, but if Xiao Yun went into the room to rest, he would stay outside. After all, he would not fly away with wings.

Xiao Yun closed the door lightly, sat on the bed and remained silent for a while, but still couldn't resist taking out the cloth-wrapped stone.

"Song Qishu?"

The chattering sound stopped in an instant.