Master Qing Leng Always Wants to Marry Me [Transmigration Book]

Lu Ming said: "You haven't healed yet, so come by yourself as a teacher."

Ji He insisted: "Master has been awake for three days, and he has not seen the disciple. He must miss him." Wei Wei lowered his eyes, "The disciple has been thinking about Master."

Luming: "..."

What he said was calm, well-behaved and lovable, but to Lu Ming's ears it sounded like a harbinger of danger, he was cautious and didn't dare to speak, but Ji He opened his eyes slightly, just like countless times before, rushing He said coquettishly, "Don't you think Master doesn't want to see me?"

"..."

Lu Ming shook his face, and couldn't help blushing, "Speak carefully. There are outsiders present."

Ji He turned his face away, Song Tianyue met his gaze, picked up the tray calmly, and said, "There is not enough manpower for the medical practitioners, and all the brothers and sisters who are cultivating also need someone to take care of them, so the disciples will go back first."

As he spoke, he turned around, walked to the door and turned around again, glanced at Shen Tang who was still standing aside, and called him: "Shen Tang."

Shen Tang looked over: "What?"

Song Tianyue smiled at him: "There are too many injured disciples in the sect, I can't do it alone, can you help me?"

Shen Tang didn't speak, he looked back at the two people over there, as if they didn't need him, but if he left like this, he always felt that he would miss something very important, he stood there hesitating for a while, and finally moved Walking towards Song Tianyue, she said solemnly: "...Sister, if you have anything to do, just tell me."

Song Tianyue pushed open the door with a smile, and said softly, "It's nothing serious..."

The two walked out while talking, a bit of red sunlight leaked in, and disappeared after a while, Lu Ming realized that it was already evening, feeling empty in his belly, he recovered and saw the person in front of the bed, he was relieved in one breath.

Just when he was about to speak, Ji He stuffed the medicine bowl into his hand: "Drink it yourself."

Luming: "..."

He looked at the medicine in his arms, and then at the other person: "No, didn't you just say you want to feed me?"

Ji He looked at him: "You have hands, why do you want me to feed them?"

"You said it yourself," Lu Ming said, "I miss me a lot these days, isn't that what you mean?"

Jihe looked at him indifferently.

Lu Ming quietly approached him, touched his arm with his hand, and said, "Are...are you angry?"

Jihe said, "No."

Lu Ming quickly explained: "It is really thanks to Shen Tang that I was able to get rid of the evil this time, and he is the male protagonist. According to the development of the plot, I should also accept him as a disciple. You should know this, can you understand?"

Thistle and do not speak.

Lu Ming picked up the medicine bowl and drank it down, put the bowl on the small table beside him, and touched his hand with both hands free. Jihe didn't refuse, so he held it, "I knew that our Jihe And the most understanding."

Ji He looked at him holding his hands, raised his eyes and asked, "What you did just now... Did you allow it?"

"...Ah?" Lu Ming was stunned for a moment, "I must have allowed it myself. If I don't do it, the system will remind me that I should accept apprentices. Isn't this an inevitable plot?"

Jihe took a deep breath: "I'm not talking about that."

"Which one is that?"

Ji He looked at him angrily, and Lu Ming felt that his eyes seemed to be looking at a stupid monkey, and said frightenedly: "I... I may be injured and my brain is not working well, why don't you give me a hint?"

When mentioning the injury, Ji He suddenly realized something, glanced at his chest which was still wrapped in a white cloth, his eyes softened slightly, and asked, "How is your injury?"

"Injury..." Lu Ming secretly looked at his face, felt the slight burning and tightness of his body, "Still... still hurts?"

Seeing strands of blood oozing from the white cloth, Ji He's face moved slightly: "...I'm sorry," scratching the pattern on the quilt with his right hand, "I shouldn't have lost my temper with you just now."

Lu Ming looked at him, and slowly straightened up: "...I'm sorry and it's over?" He let himself lean back on the bedpost, and said weaker, "You were so indifferent just now, it's like pouring salt on my wound Same."

Jihe sniffed: "Then what do you want?"

"Why don't you make a love bento to comfort me?" He said as he stroked his flat stomach, "I haven't eaten much all day..."

"Okay." Ji He stood up suddenly.

"..."

Lu Ming's hand touching his stomach stopped suddenly, and he raised his head to look at him nervously: "What's wrong? I'm just joking around for a while, you..."

"You wait here," Ji He interrupted him, and walked straight to the door, "I'll go and make you some food."

"No, no, no, no, no," Lu Ming was terrified, "No, I'm just kidding, don't cook, really, I'm not very hungry, besides, the place won't let you a foreign guest Get into the kitchen!"

"Sure," Ji He vowed, "I've become acquainted with them these days, even the aunt in the kitchen knows me, if you tell her, she will definitely agree."

"...No, I'm serious," Lu Ming regretted, incoherent, "Don't cook, don't do it, I beg you, Ji He!"

Ji He ignored him and left quickly.

About half an hour later, Lu Ming got out of bed and sat down at the table, holding a spoon in his hand, facing the colorful and black dishes on the table, trying to force a smile.

Jihe pointed to the plate closest to him, which contained a few yellow sticks in the red soup, "Try this."

Lu Ming blinked twice and asked, "What is this?"

"The new dish I invented," Ji He said, "it's shredded pumpkin fried with tomatoes. Would you like to try it?"

Lu Ming swallowed, thinking, why didn't I see the tomato?Wouldn't it be you who lost the tomatoes and got the leftover squash from the pot of soup?What does this taste like...

Of course, he dared not say it. He took a sip of the soup with a spoon and put it into his mouth. Suddenly, a bitter and spicy taste filled the tip of his tongue.

Ji He cupped his face and asked him, "Is it delicious?"

Lu Ming puffed his cheeks and swallowed hard, "It's... delicious, well, can I ask, why is this dish a bit spicy?"

Ji He said: "Because I put chili noodles in the tomato soup, it's very hot, it's very similar to the tomato pot when eating hot pot, isn't it?"

Luming: "..."

The tomato pot is obviously nutritious and sweet, why did you want to pour chili into it? !

As if seeing his doubts, Ji He explained: "Actually, I prefer mandarin duck hot pot, but the conditions here don't allow it, so I mixed the two kinds of hot pot together."

"..." Lu Ming said, "Good idea."

"You think it's great too?" Ji He looked at him happily, and then said longingly, "I like cooking very much. In fact, when I didn't time travel before, I really wanted to open a restaurant of my own, selling coffee and coffee. West point, I can also invent a new dish every week, as the restaurant's signature."

Luming: "..."

Then you should have something to say with the innkeeper in Fufeng Town.

He couldn't complain, so he had to bury his head in the food, but everything was dark food, bitter and spicy, fiery red and black, and the food was very difficult to swallow. Lu Ming only took a sip of each food, feeling that his throat was about to burst on fire.

He looked at Jihe with an expectant look on his face, avoided talking about the taste, and asked humbly: "Why do you put spicy food in every dish? You can't eat spicy food."

Ji He immediately stared: "It's just that my current body can't eat it. I like spicy food very much."

Lu Ming asked: "You used to..."

Ji He said, "I'm from Hunan."

Luming: "..."

Ji He said again: "I have been training my ability to eat spicy food since I came to this world, but it was not very successful."

Lu Ming looked at the table full of new dishes: "You don't have to embarrass yourself so much..."

"How can this be called embarrassing?" Ji He disagreed, "I'm working hard for my own preference. You don't know how much I want to eat hot pot since time travel."

Lu Ming put down the spoon, looked at him and said, "You're fine, you can still eat normally. Look at me, the majestic master of the immortal sect, I've already bigu, and if I want to eat, I have to sneak around behind my back. In order to I don’t want to wrong my stomach, I even built a small kitchen behind Caihan Pavilion.”

"Then," Ji He said enthusiastically, "When you go back, you will be the same as before, whenever you are hungry, you can call me by magic, and I will make you something delicious, okay?"

Luming: "..."

……

In the urgent and complicated mood, the day of rejecting Qingzong arrived.

The autumn wind is cold, and the trees outside the valley have withered their branches and leaves, leaving only a dead branch swaying in the cold wind.

During this period of time, they have been dealing with ghosts, they were in a mess, and they didn't pay much attention to the change of seasons. Now that they walked out of the gate of Yujian Gate and stepped on the fallen leaves all over the ground, they realized that autumn was already so deep.

Lu Ming's body wasn't completely recovered. The heavy damage caused by the ghost and the backlash from the Qinglian Sword made him not have any major problems, but his vitality and blood were still weak. For a while, let Geng Ming make some pills for him to make up for it.

It is also because he is very weak, and he is not very good at fencing swords. The wind is stronger in the sky, and he cannot take a carriage. .

After bidding farewell to everyone, Lu Ming took two apprentices, holding the ghost's head, and boarded the big boat at the pier.

Lu Ming and Ji He each occupy a big boat, rippling on the clear blue waves, Shen Tang flies around to look after them, very busy.

So as long as there is only one boat, why do you have to waste money and money to rent another one?

Lu Ming was sitting on the bow of the boat, staring at the undulating water in a daze, while Shen Tang stared at Ji He and drank the medicine, then flew over and squatted beside him, asking, "Master, are you cold? Don't you want to go back and sit in the cabin?"

"..." Lu Ming waved his hand, "No need. It's too stuffy inside, it's comfortable to sit here and enjoy the wind."

Shen Tang also sat down with him, rolled up his sleeves, Lu Ming glanced at him, then turned his face away, and said: "Shen Tang, after the frost falls, you will be seventeen, right?"

Shen Tang was surprised: "How does Master know that my birthday is on the day of Frost's Landing?"

"..."

Lu Ming thought, of course I know, I can recite your birthday horoscope, and I also know that your fortune will change drastically when you are 17 years old.

He didn't answer directly, but said indifferently: "I left home at the age of 15 and never saw your father again. You didn't know he passed away until I found you?"

Shen Tang: "...Yes."

Lu Ming stared at the endless water in front of him, and there were two water birds passing by, he said: "Then can you tell me what kind of person your father is like?"