I have a Yokai cookbook [Gourmet]

"Let's go, I'll take you to a place."

Xuanshu's gaze slowly retracted from Chi Ming's wrist.

After these few days of contact and constant testing, he was able to confirm that Feng Yu was not that half-demon.

Even though they look exactly the same, they are so small that even the position and size of the red mole under the end of the eye are the same.

But he knew it wasn't him.

For some reason, he always felt that the one in front of him was the one.

Even if there is no similarity in appearance between the two, their personalities are completely different.

If the half-demon is the canary he has raised for many years, then Chi Ming is an unrestrained wild horse.

"Where?"

Even though it's spring, it's still cold outside.

Chi Ming was a little reluctant to get out of the warm blanket.

Xuanshu's gaze fell on Chi Ming's exposed shoulders, and his gaze became like a deep pool, as if it could suck people in instantly.

Chi Ming swallowed, and silently pulled the corner of the quilt up again, only to see the other party walking towards him with big strides.

No way!

He wouldn't want to pull him up himself...

Because of nervousness, Chi Ming got up from the bed at once.

But before he could take another step, someone grabbed his shoulders.

"Don't move, close your eyes." Xuanshu suddenly leaned over, and his warm breath hit Chi Ming's face, itching and numb.

He probably wants to kiss him!

This is not good, he is not ready mentally yet...

Chi Ming's heart is a little complicated, and this progress is a bit beyond his expectation.

His body was tensed due to tension, his toes hooked up, and his heartbeat began to become rapid.

Before he could answer, his eyes were covered by a big warm hand.

Chi Ming's heart beat like a drum.

Breathing also began to be difficult.

The darkness allowed him to see more clearly what was deliberately hidden in his heart.

Pain, Chi Ming flinched.

There was a tingling pain in Chi Ming's neck, as if he was bitten by something.

But very quickly, someone tapped gently on the burning area with his fingertips, and the faint pain disappeared in an instant.

"All right."

Xuanshu retreated again, with a clear and cold look on his face.

"All right?"

Is this gone?

In an instant, the light was restored in front of the eyes.

Chi Ming stared blankly at Xuanshu, his lips parted slightly, his eyes filled with confusion.

Xuanshu felt a little helpless looking at Chi Ming like this, he opened his palms to face Chi Ming.

Above, there is a short section of dry vines.

"A monster like the Vine Essence, if you can't find all the vines and burn them, it won't really perish. He has a wicked heart, and I'm afraid he wants to use your body to resurrect him."

When Xuanshu looked at the vine spirit, his eyes seemed to be icy.A wisp of faint blue flame rose from the palm of his hand, instantly burning the vines to the point that not even a slag was left.

Chi Ming touched his neck belatedly, it had become extremely smooth.

Is it the vine spirit that he killed?

He remembered burning him together with Bai Yao that day.

So the mysterious technique just now was just to catch that vine spirit?

What was he thinking about just now...

His face flushed red.

"Thank you."

It's nice to be protected.

Chi Ming quickly put on his clothes and walked to Xuanshu.

"I'm ready, we can go."

For the sake of saving his life, no matter where he takes him tonight, he will not object.

Xuanshu didn't speak, but raised his arm slightly.

A clockwise rotating door suddenly appeared on the wall.

Chi Ming stretched his hand in with some novelty, and found that his fingers passed through without hindrance.

"Follow me."

"Oh, good." Chi Ming stopped pausing and stepped in.

This feeling is a bit like the last time I was in Junlao Mountain.

Chi Ming's feeling was stronger this time, probably because he knew the mystery, so he paid more attention.

He looked at the surrounding scenery curiously, almost every step he took, the surrounding scenery would change.

Especially when he accidentally caught a glimpse of the big locust tree that was so familiar to him, he felt even more incredible.

He wouldn't just fall down as he walked, he always felt a sense of unreliability.

Because he was worried that he was walking too slowly and might really fall, Chi Ming unknowingly quickened his pace.

"Well."

He touched his nose, only to realize that he bumped into Xuanshu's back because he walked too eagerly.

"Sorry, I didn't notice just now."

Chi Ming was a little distracted. Is that man's back made of steel? Why is it so hard?

"It's okay."

Xuanshu's beautiful eyebrows frowned slightly.

The place on his back where he was touched began to become sharp, as if he had his own thoughts, and he was always looking for a sense of existence in his mind.

Chi Ming stopped looking around this time, but glanced at Xuanshu's back from time to time.

Then when I realize it, I will deliberately avoid it.

Repeatedly.

"arrive."

Mystery stopped.

"Wow, what a beautiful sea of ​​flowers!"

For beautiful things, Chi Ming has always maintained a heart of appreciation.

Especially the endless sea of ​​yellow flowers in front of him, the small golden flowers swaying in the wind, and the sweet fragrance penetrated into his nose everywhere.

Chi Ming rushed up happily, touched this one, and smelled that one.

Some originally inconspicuous things can always bring a visual feast once they are scaled up.

"Are these flowers familiar?" Xuanshu calmly observed Chi Ming's reaction.

If he is that person, he will never forget this sea of ​​flowers that he once loved the most.

It was a fairyland created by him.

Chi Ming, who was excitedly indulging in the colorful world, was a little surprised.

Why does he always ask him some weird questions.

Last time I asked him if he knew Qin Yu.

The smile on Chi Ming's face suddenly disappeared, and he stared at the densely packed yellow flowers under his feet.

Needless to say, it looks familiar.

Taking a closer look, isn't this what he just dreamed about?

But that person is wrapped around his hand.

No wonder he didn't recognize it the first time.

"These flowers are pretty, but this is the first time I've seen them."

Chi Ming instinctively denied it.

He can't say that he just saw it in a dream, which is a bit outrageous.

"Really? It's a pity." Xuanshu's eyes staring at Chi Ming faded again.

What a pity?

Chi Ming was taken aback, especially when he saw that the other party looked at him coldly, he was a little confused.

What if he said he had seen it?

This question made him want to twitch.

He paused, hesitated for a long time, and then whispered: "Ha, you won't believe me, I seem to have seen this kind of flower in a dream, but."

Xuanshu's eyes moved, like the surface of a lake being brushed by willow branches: "But what?"

"It's just a bracelet on someone else's hand, not a real flower." It shouldn't be real, he remembered that the person said that it took him a day to change into a satisfactory shape, and he named it Tangzhihua or something.

"Have you seen him?" Xuanshu suddenly grabbed Chi Ming's wrist.

No, he is just a mortal with less than a hundred years of life, how could he have seen him.

Xuanshu slowly let go of his hand, and his eyes fell on the bone whip in Chi Ming's hand.

Who is he?

Chi Ming's heart twitched for some reason.

At this moment, from Xuanshu's eyes, he could strongly feel that he was looking for someone.

"Is the person you asked called Qin Yu?"

There was a faint smile on the corner of Chi Ming's mouth, but his heart was a little cold.

"How do you know his name?" Xuanshu didn't like Chi Ming's smile like this, he felt it was fake.

"Oh, you forgot you asked me if I knew him last time."

Chi Ming is a little weak, although he is extremely reluctant to admit it, but his current mood is not very good.

"If you're asking about him, then sorry, I really haven't seen him."

"..."

for a long time.

"Let's go, I'll take you back."

Tried again and failed.

No, it's not all for nothing.

He said he had dreamed about it.

Xuanshu's eyes fell on Chi Ming who was walking with his head down.

In the long and boundless years, he will always find him, no matter how long it takes.

After Chi Ming went back, he fell asleep again, and he didn't wake up until the sun was three poles.

Maybe it was because he didn't have a good rest last night, his whole body was aching, and even he, who had never been sick, started to have a fever and a runny nose.

He sniffed, his head was a little groggy, and his limbs began to weaken.

I got up and made a pot of tea with the tea leaves provided by Chacha, and I felt better after drinking it.

Because his throat has been uncomfortable, Chi Ming went to the pharmacy to ask the doctor to prescribe some medicines.

After drinking a dose, the whole person feels better.

The little monk knocked on the door and came in at this time.

His whole face was wrinkled, a little unhappy.

Chi Ming was suffering from the traditional Chinese medicine and was looking for sweets everywhere. Seeing that the little monk frowned deeper than him, he couldn't help but joked: "Tsk tsk, what's wrong with our little monk Huiming? Was he bullied by someone?"

The little monk was still trying to suppress his emotions, but when he heard what Chi Ming said, he burst into tears, hugged Chi Ming, and cried bitterly: "Master Chi, I'm leaving. But I really don't want to leave you."

"Then you don't have to go." Chi Ming couldn't laugh or cry, I'm afraid you don't want to part with my cooking.

"But Master said that he would take me to various countries to see the world. Wuwu, I really miss you."

The more the little monk thought about it, the more sad he became, almost wetting a large piece of Chi Ming's robe.

"It's good to see the world more while I'm young. In fact, I also want to travel around the world, but I can't get away from it for the time being. There are too many mundane things."

It has always been Chi Ming's dream to measure great rivers and mountains with his feet.

It is his vision to taste the delicacies of every place while walking.

"Really?" The little monk sobbed and blinked, with a layer of crystal clear teardrops on it.

"Really. And if you think about it, every time you go to a place, you can see different customs and customs, and you can also eat all kinds of delicious food. Thinking about it, I think it is a very happy thing."

Chi Ming continued to induce.

Since it was the little monk's master's decision, he must have his reasons for doing so. All he can do is to let the little monk put down his burden and move forward with ease.

"Well, that's good. I'll listen to Benefactor Chi. I will definitely write to you often, and you should also write to me."

The little monk figured it out a bit, and stretched out his little finger.

"Okay, it's a deal." Chi Ming hooked the little monk with his little finger.

The thumbs of the two touched lightly: "Okay, it's stamped, and no one is allowed to go back."

The little monk put his hands on his hips confidently and said: "Master Chi, you must wait for me to come back. You must also remember to write to me, otherwise, otherwise you are a puppy, and your words don't count."

"Okay." Chi Ming touched the little monk's head, and saw Ji Zhao standing at the door looking this way.

"All conditioned dharmas are like dreams and bubbles. Master Chi, take care."

Ji Zhao made a one-handed salute, and then led the reluctant little monk away.

Chi Ming's body has recovered, his head is no longer hurting, and his throat is much more comfortable.

Only then did the coachman be called out.

"Go, go to the dark pavilion to have a look."

"But..." The coachman hesitated a little bit, he couldn't tell him that the dark pavilion was messed up by a few of them last night.

"What's wrong?" Chi Ming looked at the coachman suspiciously.

The coachman simply went all out and said with a heart: "Master, in fact, last night, the few of us had already been there secretly."

"Look, this is the dark book we got last night, which records the transaction records of the Dark Pavilion in the past few years."

The coachman was a little apprehensive.

"Secret book? Take a look." Chi Ming became interested for a moment.

The coachman was a little confused, but the owner seemed not only not angry, but also quite happy.

"Beautiful job, I'll add chicken legs to you at night!"

Chi Ming put the dark book on the table aside, and began to flip through it with interest.

Tsk tsk tsk, have so many people spent a lot of money to buy the life of the little emperor these years?

It's a pity, why, just like Xiaoqiang, can't be killed.

A trace of regret flashed in Chi Ming's eyes.

This secret pavilion really does not refuse anyone who comes, from the big dog's head to the woman's house, everything is involved.

Then, his eyes fell on a piece of yellow paper with some years.

Chi Chun, 10 taels, bought the life of Chi Zheng and his wife.

His eyes narrowed slightly for a long time, and then he suddenly burst out laughing.

Laughing and laughing, even the tears flowed down.

The parents who loved him to the bone did not die in an accidental avalanche, but in an assassination.

It was the good uncle he had always respected since he was a child who made it possible.

He once couldn't understand why his uncle and aunt, who were obedient to him, turned their faces and refused to recognize anyone immediately after his grandmother died.

It turned out that all of this was nothing more than their killing him.

In his previous life, he was raised by them to be a worthless dude, and even the truth was buried.

In this life, he happened to know the real cause of his parents' death under such circumstances.

"Master, that Chi Chun is the one who hired you to kill you behind the scenes."

The coachman said ruthlessly, seeing that the owner was so excited, is it because that person is the owner's relative?

"is it?"

Chi Ming turned to the latest page, and seeing the familiar name on it, there was only peace in his eyes.

After he was kicked out of the Chi family in his last life, he lived in poverty, so those people didn't even have the desire to deal with him.

In this life, he has made a name for himself in the culinary world, so that's why they spend a lot of money to kill him?

Since Chi Chun is so kind, he has to express it.

Killing him like this is really cheap for their family.

He wants them to fall completely from the height.

The more they cared about something, he would destroy the things they regarded as precious.

"Go, go to the dark pavilion."

That place should change hands too.