I have a Yokai cookbook [Gourmet]

In the layer upon layer of fog, water ripples appear in the formation that has not fluctuated for thousands of years, like spider webs blown by the wind, or like petals falling in a quiet pool.

In the endless darkness, the black-haired man who had been sleeping for thousands of years finally woke up.

The eyes as silent as glaciers slowly opened, a flash of sharpness flashed, and then disappeared.

The man sat up, his long hair like a waterfall immediately poured down on his smooth shoulders, and his cold eyes looked down the Yunwu Mountain.

There is a continuous stream of green tea fragrance floating up.

"Tea fragrance?" After the man finished speaking, he disappeared in place, not even a shadow left.

"Can you have a drink for me." Chi Ming was about to pack the cups and saucers and get ready to go to bed, when he was startled by the sudden cold male voice.

He clearly remembered to have bolted the door.

As soon as he turned his head, he saw a handsome man in black standing under the window and blending into the night.

Chi Ming blinked, a little dazed by the other party's beauty halo, but soon he calmed down

I secretly sighed in my heart that this person's skin and bones are so good-looking, he doesn't look like a human being, but more like a handsome man who came out of a Two-dimensional comic.

In his previous life, Chi Ming could be said to be one of the top leaders in the gourmet industry. Those first- and second-tier stars all begged him to have a family banquet, and the appointments were all three years later.

He has seen all kinds of top male stars, and his eyes are already tired.But what he saw now really surprised him.

It must be the sequelae of drinking tea.

Look, I'm hallucinating.

Chi Ming shook his head.

He was sure that he hadn't heard anyone entering the door just now.

Chi Ming laughed secretly that he was confused, and lowered his head to continue tidying up.

Seeing that the person opposite did not stare at him like other people, but gave him an appreciative glance, and then went about doing his own thing.

Xuanshu was stunned, was he being ignored?

Looking at the whole Three Realms, whoever saw him would be respectful, wishing to dedicate all their treasures to curry favor with him.

But with a divine thought, people have already entered the room, and leisurely appeared in front of Chi Ming.

"Hey? You're actually real?" Chi Ming looked at the enlarged face in surprise.

Following his silent eyes, he saw his hand holding the purple clay pot.

Chi Ming remembered what he had just heard, the man seemed to be begging him for tea just now.

It's just a cup of tea, and he has never been a stingy person.

Especially the person on the opposite side seems to have a very powerful aura.

"There's no water, I'll go to the kitchen and make some more boiling water." Chi Ming thought of Bai Yao, and wanted to ask if he could keep the one in front of him, since it looked so eye-catching after all.

As if aware of Chi Ming's subtle thoughts, Xuanshu's slender five fingers began to tap the table in a leisurely manner, but his eyes were tightly locked on Chi Ming's body.

This feeling made Chi Ming feel guilty, as if being scrutinized by a superior who had been in a high position for a long time.He swallowed involuntarily, pulled out a smile that he thought was friendly, and shook the teapot in his hand.

"kindness."

It took a long time before the man responded and looked away.

A mere mortal ant dares to have unreasonable thoughts about him.

He has lived for tens of thousands of years, and no one has ever thought of this kind of thought, even if he had, it would have been wiped out long ago.

If he hadn't taken a fancy to the tea in that man's hand, he would be a dead man now.

It had been a long time since he had tasted food.

If that damned half-demon hadn't been careless about his curse, he wouldn't have lost his sense of taste.

If I let him see him again...

As if being pardoned, Chi Ming took his things and ran to the kitchen.

"Master, do you have one in your room?"

"Yaoyao, I have it in my room"

Chi Ming and Bai Yao spoke at the same time.

Chi Ming looked back nervously at the closed door, then gently closed the kitchen door, and then whispered: "Yaoyao, there is something in my room that I don't know whether it is a demon or a ghost, and its aura is a bit Terrible. Quickly see if you can take him in?"

Just as Bai Yao was about to use her spiritual sense to probe, she heard the tea demon beside her squatting on the ground with her head in her hands and her lips biting her lips, her face turned pale and frightening.

"What's up with him?"

Chi Ming looked at the tea demon who fell to the ground in pain, not knowing how to help him.

Why is he suddenly like this, as if he is suffering from great pain.

"Master, quickly put him back in the cookbook. He is afraid that he has met someone with a higher level of Taoism. He must have used his spiritual sense to spy on the depth of the other party just now, but unfortunately he was attacked by his spiritual sense."

Bai Yao patted her chest, feeling scared for a while.

The man was more powerful than he imagined.

It's not something he can deal with with one bite and one fireball.

Was that person's sudden visit because of this cookbook?

It's not like, at least the master is still standing here safe and sound.

Chi Ming read the tea demon Chacha silently, and Chacha, who was rolling on the ground with her head in her arms, was put into the book in the blink of an eye.

Chi Ming anxiously opened the book and saw that Chacha had turned into a villain again, curled up in the flower buds, with her eyes closed as if she had fallen asleep.

"Master, that person's cultivation is higher than all of us, and I can't beat him." Bai Yao's small face was wrinkled into a bun, if only it was stronger.

"It's okay, he doesn't seem to be malicious, just passing by to ask for a cup of tea."

Chi Ming was actually quite nervous, but based on the observation just now, the conclusion was that the man didn't want his life.

He stroked the little guy's head comfortingly, and comforted him with a smile: "Don't frown, it's not cute at all."

Don't you just want to drink tea, he just gives it.

Just don't eat him.

Chi Ming quickly made a pot of boiling water.

Bai Yao struggled for a long time, and finally jumped into Chi Ming's arms.It's not easy to meet such a master who is so good at cooking, so he can't escape with his own burden.

Although its current cultivation level is not high, if that person really wants to hurt its master, it will try its best to protect Ichigo, at worst, it will start all over again.

Chi Ming didn't know what Bai Yao was thinking, so he took something and opened the door to enter the bedroom.

The man stood quietly by the window, his back was slender, and his black hair was loosely scattered, giving people a sense of alienation.

Chi Ming thought of the emperor on the Nine Heavens Palace, and he probably felt the same way.Anyway, he thinks that if he is an actor, he is really suitable, at least he has a good temperament.

The little guy in his arms moved uncomfortably, and Chi Ming patted him, suggesting that he should not worry.

Probably because he was afraid that the other party would dislike the tea he had just used, he poured the once-soaked tea in another place, washed the teapot carefully, warmed the teapot twice with hot water, and then took out the thousand-year-old tea. I broke off a few pieces of tea leaves and threw them in.

Once boiled water is poured in, the already dull tea aroma becomes stronger again.

Chi Ming looked at the still standing still figure, swallowed and said in a hoarse voice: "The tea is ready, do you want to drink it?"

Even though he was asking, he felt somewhat uneasy. After all, Chacha's tragic situation was still vivid in his memory, and he didn't feel that this person was easy to mess with.

Xuan Shu looked at this weak human being opposite, even without mind reading skills, he could still understand this person's expression.

He pulled up his robe and sat on what looked like a chair.

He casually picked up the cup and took a sip.

The long-lost bitterness and astringency spread in the mouth, and the gap between the teeth slowly filled with a fragrance.

It is the taste of the familiar tea.

He laughed at himself, his eyes darkened, and he lowered his head and took another sip.

It's not the bitterness at the beginning, but a touch of sweetness and clarity.

The tea leaves of the tea demon are really good things. If ordinary monsters eat them, they can grow some cultivation bases. Even if ordinary people eat them, they can also prolong life and refresh their minds.

It's just that this thing is just ordinary tea to him, and it has no superfluous effects.

Chi Ming didn't interrupt, and stood aside, keeping his eyes on his nose, his nose and his heart, quietly serving as a little brother pouring tea.

When the other party has finished drinking, he will take the initiative to go forward and fill up.

The two of them had such a tacit understanding, one drank tea slowly as if they were at home, and the other poured tea expressionlessly, and the whole process was so quiet that even a needle dropped on the ground could be heard.

Soon, the pot of tea was finished.

Chi Ming opened his mouth, wanting to ask the other party if he would continue to make another pot, but saw the other party suddenly get up and stand up.

He hastily took a big step back, keeping a distance from each other.

"Tomorrow at this time, I'll come again." Xuanshu was very satisfied, drank a pot of tea, and felt a lot more comfortable, but his desire for food seemed to be aroused by greedy insects, and his stomach had already started clamoring for food. Taste the food.

Unfortunately, apart from the cup of tea in front of him, he couldn't taste other flavors.

The taste is the same as chewing wax, if you don't know the taste, you might as well not eat it.

It's really boring.

Chi Ming opened his mouth wide, looking at the gold bars that appeared on the table with a bang.

The corner of Xuanshu's mouth curled up. Sure enough, there is no mortal who doesn't like yellow and white things.Just like this gold bar, in his eyes, it is worthless like a stone. He usually takes a lazy look at it, and it is all piled up in the cave to eat ashes and become moldy.

When the person left, Chi Ming sat down on the chair depressed.

Somewhat unhappy.

Still coming, that man, he thought sullenly.

I thought he would stop bothering him after drinking.

Chi Ming thought about giving him some tea when he came tomorrow, and let him go home and make it himself?

He was used to being free and salty fish, so he was a little reluctant to serve him so timidly every day.

It feels like I used to attend some international food exchange meetings with the old man. There are a whole room full of business leaders, and even some high-level executives. It's too unfree.

What Chi Ming didn't know was that the two old men in the ancestral hall were worse than him. They were so scared that they didn't dare to take a breath, and they hid in their tablets all night and shivered.

Chi Ming slept until noon, if his stomach hadn't been singing empty plans, he wouldn't have woken up.

The original good mood suddenly became depressed when he saw the teapot on the table.

Is it too late for him to move now?

The author has something to say:

Xuanshu: Wife, don’t run away, feed me first

Chi Ming: shivering