Refusing to work overtime for the teacher

Xie Ling finished scalding Gu Song's hairy belly, boiled a slice of beef and thousand-layer belly for herself, and put some coriander beef balls into the red pot, eating and cooking both.

There are many tomato slices in the clear pot in the mandarin duck pot, which he puts in after the water is boiled for seasoning. After a period of cooking, the milky white pork bone soup is smeared with large patches of red.Xie Ling guessed that it was almost done, and threw baby vegetables, winter melon slices, and enoki mushrooms into it.

Regardless of the small pot or the large pot, they were almost overflowing, but there were still many dishes on the table and at the side of the table. Looking at the eating speed of himself and Gu Song, Xie Ling thought: "The handwriting is really too big."

Such weight reminded him of Xiao Xun.The young man has always had a good appetite, if he was there, he would be able to finish the table full of food.

I really want to call that guy over, but he's still at the Dianshi meeting, and I don't know how many games he has played, whether he has won or lost, and whether he has been beaten black and blue.

Xie Ling had a bit of a naughty taste, imagined the scene of Xiao Xun being beaten, and began to be happy in his heart, but he was happy, and thought that Xiao Xun was working so hard to go to the Donghua Banquet.Xie Ling is the leader of the Donghua banquet this time. If his apprentice loses and does not get the qualification to participate, will he open a back door for him, or not?

He had thought about this question a few days ago, and the answer at that time tended to be "yes", but after thinking about it now, he felt that he should not be so partial to Xiao Xun.

Bringing more cubs means more trouble, it's better to be fair and just.Xie Ling made a decision.If Xiao Xun really loses, after the paid trip, just buy him some souvenirs when he comes back.

Xie Ling picked up a yellow throat from the copper pot.

At this time, the waiter came over with the kettle to refill the tea, Xie Ling glanced sideways, only to realize that he had inadvertently finished the water in the cup.

The guy was called by Gu Song, but the service of this store is not good.

Xie Ling's attention returned to Gu Song.The man's expression was as indifferent as ever, holding the long chopsticks with his slender fingers, he added a piece of beef from the clear pot.

It's an ordinary move, but his hand is graceful, making it very pleasing to the eye.

Xie Ling changed his mind, and asked the buddy: "Do you guys have a face?"

"Yes, we can ask the master to make noodles now." The guy replied with a smile.

Xie Ling: "Add one."

"Okay." The man said, "Do you have any other orders, sir?"

"Take another bigger bowl."

"Okay, guest officer." The man responded and went downstairs quickly.

The twilight slowly covered the town, and more people came to the store, bringing their families, relatives and friends together, and the noise was everywhere.Xie Ling waited for a while before the guy came back with a plate of freshly pulled noodles and the bowl he needed.

The noodles are pulled well, and they are very strong at first glance.Xie Ling boiled it into the tomato pot, and when it was about the same time, he picked a few relatively beautiful ones and put them into the bowl, then fished out some green vegetables, shrimp, and corn and put them on the plate, and finally poured a few spoonfuls of soup.

A bowl of noodles will be "made".

Tomato soup is the base, with verdant green vegetables and red prawns, and two pieces of corn are added for decoration, which is quite beautiful.

Xie Ling brought the bowl of noodles in front of Gu Song, and called out "senior brother" with a serious expression.

"En." Gu Song responded, his eyes fell on the noodle bowl, and he raised it along Xie Ling's hand, rising upwards, and met Xie Ling's eyes.Xie Ling has brown-black eyes, and today's clothes happen to have a brown-black collar.He stood by the window, dressed in light clothes, blending in the brilliant colors of the sun, and his eyes were full of the sunset, quiet and flickering.

Xie Ling still has something to say.Naturally, Gu Song could see this, so he spoke before him, and said, "You don't need to wish me any more birthdays."

After a slight pause, he turned his head to the window and glanced at the long river at sunset, then turned his head and picked up a chopstick noodle from the bowl, his tone became soft and gentle: "I'm very happy."

At the same time, the Taoist Qi Xuanfeng in the world.

Yu Xia scorched the mountains and fields, and Mu Feng gently scratched the corner of her clothes.The silver-haired boy in red finished the third competition, threw the sword into his sleeve, and stretched his arms lazily.

It's a draw.

The third round of the Dianshihui competition adopts a point-based competition system. Each player plays three times, and gets three points for a win, one point for a draw, and no points for a loss.

There are very few people who can win three games in a row, but many people can lose three games in a row.After the specific arrangement of this round of competition was announced, Xiao Xun made some analysis and selected the most labor-saving plan.He deliberately didn't exert much effort in this last game, and only scored one point.

Winning three games in a row is too eye-catching. After winning the first two games, plus this point, the total score is seven points. It is not a problem to enter the top four.

It's not his business anymore.Xiao Xun didn't want to stay here anymore, he looked around.There was a look of anticipation in his eyes, but he looked around outside the crowd, but he didn't see Yungui or Yunhe coming from Dahe Peak.

——Xie Ling didn't send flying beasts to pick him up.

This made Xiao Xun somewhat disappointed, but it was also expected.He has been with Xie Ling for some time, and he has basically figured out Xie Ling's temperament. His master doesn't like trouble very much, and if there is no accident, he won't bother to take care of him.

No matter what, let him go and find him.Xiao Xun jumped off the competition stage.

The young man Yu Jian returned to Hefeng.

This peak is so quiet that it seems like a legacy.The main entrance and surrounding walls of the Taoist Temple have been repaired, and they stand silently in the setting sun, no different from the past.But the vines that originally covered the south wall could not be planted in this period of time, so they could only sow some seeds and wait for time to ripen slowly.

The shadow on the bluestone slab is very long.Xiao Xun stepped on these broken lights and shadows and entered the front hall, but he did not find Xie Ling here.He went to knock on the door of Xie Ling's dormitory again, then turned to the equipment room and pill room, but he didn't find the figure he wanted to see.

Xie Ling was not in the Taoist hall.

Xiao Xun muttered, "Did you go out again?", took out the compass, gathered a star of spiritual power with his fingertips, and clicked □□.

The compass pointer started spinning wildly, and after another moment, it stopped suddenly, as if it was frozen.

This is not pointing to a certain direction, but a calculation failure.The range that Xiao Xun's compass can reach is the entire Hefeng, so it can be seen that Xie Ling is not on Hefeng either.

Xiao Xun's expression dropped.The man promised to watch him compete.

Xie Ling is not here, but there are traces of his presence.

In the Dan room right now, there is a piece of melon skin and two grape vines left in the courtyard, and there is a low table on the long corridor, and a hole flute is placed beside the table, and a piece of rice paper is spread on the table, pressed with jade.

Xiao Xun walked over.

This is a finished painting, the ink is very new, it should be painted this afternoon.The painting is of a person, standing with his back, without showing his face, holding a long sword upside down in his right hand, all in crow black.

Xiao Xun only felt that the figure from the back was very familiar. He stared at the painting and thought for a while, and a name popped up in his mind: Gu Song.

Gu Song is Xie Ling's senior brother.But it's okay, what does Brother Hua do?Xiao Xun raised his eyebrows, his expression was difficult to distinguish between happiness and anger.

He lifted his chin, looked at the paintings on the table again, lifted the hem of his clothes, and sat down.

He wants to wait for Xie Ling here.

The passage of time became slow at this time, Xiao Xunqian sat for a while, and grabbed the hole Xiao that Xie Ling put here to play with.

He tried to blow it, but the sound was muffled from time to time.Xiao Xun didn't play with it anymore, put it aside, his eyes wandered around.He looked at the trees, the grass, the flowers, the birds, and the clouds in the sky that were slowly being engulfed by the night.

Bored to sleepy.

Xiao Xun knew that Xie Ling would carefully preserve his paintings, and when he returned to Hefeng, he would definitely come here, so he didn't struggle, and simply closed his eyes neatly.But after a few breaths, it opened again, and threw a force towards the low table, pushing the table ten feet away.

Only then did Xiao Xun lean against the wall and fell asleep.

I don't know how long I slept, my shoulders and neck were sore, I opened my eyes and saw that the night was as cold as water, and the sky was full of stars.

Bugs are noisy.The painting on the low table outside Zhang Wai is still there, and Xie Ling still hasn't returned.

Xiao Xun couldn't express his current mood, stared at the low table for a while, stretched out his hand, grabbed the drawing paper from the air, rolled it up again, and threw it into his sleeve.

He didn't intend to let Xie Ling take the painting back for preservation.

After finishing this, Xiao Xun shook his sleeves and got up, strode out of the alchemy room, passed by Xie Ling's dormitory, and walked to the lawn in front of the main hall.

There are two chairs and a table under the old banyan tree in the southeast corner, Xiao Xun picked up one of them and brought it outside the Taoist hall.

The stars are all over the ground.He crushed the light, stood at the main entrance and in the middle of the road, put the chair on the spot, and sat in with no expression on his face.

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