Every day with the protagonist, I lose my morals

"Okay, let's end today's business." This time it was Shen Mojue who spoke, and he glanced at Mengji, "We will not talk nonsense about the secret that you are a man, and please keep your promise , bet on this game with me openly."

"Naturally." Mengji nodded, and was silent for a while, "If I leave the Huayin School, can I come to Haihai Cyclamen?"

Shen Mojue was taken aback for a moment, then nodded after a while: "Yes."

Mengji fell silent again, but when she spoke again, she was struggling with her name: "I have been raised as a woman since I was born, and my name is also a woman's name..."

"There's no rush." ​​Shen Mojue interrupted him with a smile, "I suggest you use the name Mengji before you recover as a man, so as not to reveal your flaws."

Mengji was obviously reluctant, but she still accepted Shen Mojue's suggestion: "...Okay."

After solving the matter of Meng Ji, the next step is the matter of gambling.Shen Mojue took a deep look at Lang Yanshu who was walking beside him. Suddenly, he wanted to tell him a lot during this reunion, but he was afraid that what he said would scare him. Shen Mojue hesitated whether to speak: "I..."

Lang Yanshu put his hands behind his back, stopped and turned to look at him, as if he was waiting for him to continue, but the indifference between his brows made Shen Mojue dispel this idea. He shook his head at Lang Yanshu and said :"never mind."

He looked a bit embarrassed.

Lang Yanshu guessed something in his heart, but he was not sure, afraid that he would make a mistake and misunderstand his awkwardness.

Both of them are a bit cautious and dare not touch each other's bottom line easily. The days of captivity and escape are a gray area in each other's hearts, and no one dares to step casually.

Let's hang on like this...

Lang Yanshu thought, this time he must be patient, wait for Xiao Jue to speak first, as long as he speaks first, he will not lose this time.

"Are you betting with Meng Ji?" Lang Yanshu broke the silence of each other and successfully changed the subject.

Shen Mojue nodded: "He wants the cyclamen from the sea, and because of a special reason, I have to accept his bet."

"Can you tell me the special reason?" Lang Yanshu asked.

Shen Mojue looked into his eyes and was silent for a moment: "I have a magic weapon, it is like the Shan Gong Tang in the sect, it can issue tasks and rewards, I really want the task rewards this time, so I accepted its task. "

Lang Yanshu was stunned, but his expression didn't change at all. However, his heart was already turbulent. The shock was not that Shen Mojue possessed such a magic weapon, but that he just told him his secret so unguardedly.

The palm of his hand hidden in the long sleeve was slightly clenched into a fist because of excitement, but he wanted to pretend not to care.But Shen Mojue didn't know how much he cared about everything about him.

"What's your bet?" Lang Yanshu could only slowly calm down the restlessness in his heart, pretending to ask unintentionally.

"If I can make the long-lost feast of the gods, I will win. If I don't make it within seven days, he will win." Shen Mojue didn't intend to hide it from him. The timely rescue of Yan when he was in danger has proved that everything that happened in Cyclamen on the Sea cannot be hidden from his eyes, even including the fact that he took in Fu Ziyan and A Ruan.

"Are you sure?" Lang Yanshu still had that indifferent tone.

Shen Mojue fell silent, pursed her lips slightly, and shook her head at him after a while.

Lang Yanshu stepped forward and walked out, and Shen Mojue followed him step by step, only to hear him say: "The Feast of the Hundred Gods originally originated from a legend. The Feast of the Hundred Gods is not a single dish, but a hundred dishes. It is said that The God of Cookery once invited the gods to a banquet. A total of [-] ancient gods came to the banquet. The God of Cookery carefully cooked a dish for each of them. The dishes of each person are never repeated, and the taste is ever-changing. Therefore, it is called the Feast of the Hundred Gods by later generations. .”

Shen Mojue froze, with a surprised expression on his face.

Lang Yanshu wanted to raise his hand to touch his head, but he held back in time, and said lightly, "Don't worry, there is a solution after all."

"Brother Lang, are you here to play in Haicheng this time?" Shen Mojue felt that he was asking the question knowingly, but he was afraid of guessing his mind wrong. After all, Lang Yanshu's attitude towards him had changed drastically, and he couldn't even figure out the other party's intentions. Thoughts.

"En." Lang Yanshu responded casually.

There was a bitterness in Shen Mojue's heart, as expected, he had guessed wrongly what he was thinking.After a while, he suppressed the bitterness and said in a low voice, "Let me arrange a room for you."

Lang Yanshu nodded.

***

Ah Ruan walked into Fu Ziyan's room with the medicine bowl in his hand, raised his hand to close the door, turned around and saw Fu Ziyan sat up from the bed with difficulty while supporting his elbows.

A Ruan hurried over to help him, and asked with concern: "Brother Fu, are you feeling better?"

Fu Ziyan looked up at him, his lips were slightly pale, but he still nodded: "Yeah."

A Ruan brought the medicine bowl in front of him, fed him the medicine spoon by spoon, stared at the medicine juice, looked absent-minded, and didn't know what he was thinking.

Fu Ziyan looked at him, and said in a gentle voice, "Look at your solemn expression, did something happen?"

"He's here." Ah Ruan said.

Fu Ziyan didn't know who he was talking about.

An anxious look appeared on Ah Ruan's face: "It's the eldest son, he's here, if he knows you're hiding here, he'll come over and kill you."

Fu Ziyan was startled: "Lang Yanshu?" Suddenly, a look of surprise appeared in his eyes, "Shouldn't you be happy that he is here?"

"But you will die." Ah Ruan's face was full of worry.

Fu Ziyan smiled: "It's okay, hasn't he found out yet?"

A Ruan stared at him blankly for a moment, and suddenly felt that his smile was a little glaring. After a while, he suppressed the guilt in his heart, lowered his eyelids, and said in a low voice: "Now that you are seriously injured, even if he hasn't It turns out that we have no time to escape from the cyclists from the sea, brother Fu, Ah Ruan has a plan, do you want to listen to it?"

"You said."

"Shen Mojue, the owner of Cyclamen on the Sea, is on good terms with the Eldest Young Master. As long as it is something Shen Mojue wants to do, the Eldest Young Master will never refuse, and will even help him complete it wholeheartedly. Brother Fu, as long as we can get Shen Mojue's Asylum, you don’t have to worry about Eldest Young Master taking your life.”

Fu Ziyan looked at him a little strangely: "But you also saw that day, that Shen Mojue didn't really want to save us, Lang Yanshu is his friend, why should we get his protection?"

"I heard that Shen Mojue recently made a bet with Mengji, the eldest lady of the Huayin School, that the bet is the Feast of the Hundred Gods. Brother Fu, we have the recipe for the God of Cookery. As long as we can make the Feast of the Hundred Gods, we are qualified and Shen Mojue has negotiated terms."

Fu Ziyan fell silent.

Ah Ruan looked at him worriedly.

After a while, he raised his head and said: "Good idea, let's do it like this, Ruan, I'm seriously injured, so you can invite Mr. Shen to come here."

Ah Ruan nodded, put down the medicine bowl, turned around and ran out, almost flying into the sky with excitement.

Shen Mojue was equally excited. He never expected to solve the problem of the feast of the gods so quickly—just when he was scratching his head to find the recipe.Then he suddenly realized, and blamed himself secretly, how could he have forgotten about Fu Ziyan, he is the heir of the Fu family of the God of Cookery, and he has the recipe of the God of Cookery, so the mere feast of the Hundred Gods is nothing.

So when Fu Ziyan asked for asylum, Shen Mojue thought that he wanted to block the Fu family's pursuit for him, so he weighed it in his heart, and felt that it was nothing to block the Fu family's pursuit, as long as he could win Meng Ji, So he agreed.

When he mentioned this matter to Lang Yanshu at night, Lang Yanshu's expression was obviously a little weird.

"Brother Lang, what's the matter? You don't have any grudges against him, do you?" Shen Mojue was a little uneasy, because Lang Yanshu's expression was terrifying, as if he was about to eat people.

Lang Yanshu sneered in his heart, but remained calm on the face, only saying: "I don't know him."

"That's good." Shen Mojue breathed a sigh of relief, and was planning, "When the feast of the hundred gods is made, it will definitely cause a sensation in Haicheng. When the news spreads, the people from the Fu family will soon If we can guess that Fu Ziyan is coming from the sea, we must make arrangements before that, and since we have promised him to ensure his safety, we must do it, Brother Lang, where do you think we should send him?"

"You don't have to worry about this, I'll arrange it," Lang Yan said.

"Well." Shen Mojue nodded, "Brother Lang, I'm relieved if you are willing to make a move. Then I will ask someone to prepare the ingredients later, and then notify Meng Ji that the feast of the gods will start tomorrow morning. By the way, there is also Fu Ziyan's injury." It's quite heavy, I have to buy some pills for him."

Lang Yanshu took out a small porcelain bottle from the storage bag and handed it to him, saying, "Give this to him."

Shen Mojue took it, opened the cork and smelled it, and suddenly a strange fragrance came over his face, refreshing, and he couldn't help being surprised: "This medicine must be very precious, right?" He handed the medicine back, "So Brother Lang, you should keep the precious pill for yourself."

"It's okay, your game is important." Lang Yanshu didn't pick it up, but got up and stood up, with his back to Shen Mojue, "I'm tired, Xiaojue, you go out first."

"Oh." Shen Mojue had no choice but to open the door and go out.

After Shen Mojue left, Lang Yanshu showed a stern look.

***

After Shen Mojue left Lang Yanshu's room, he immediately went to find Hua Qianyan and Shao Yao, and then gave the pill given by Lang Yanshu to Fu Ziyan. Fu Ziyan was also unambiguous and gave him a jade slip. All the ingredients are recorded in the jade slips.

Shen Mojue took the jade slips and Hua Qianyan and the others rushed to Fuyou Valley with their swords. After buying the spiritual vegetables, they turned to Lao Zhang by the sea and bought all the seafood and meat.

In this way, the ingredients are all ready, and Shen Mojue's small treasury is almost used up, but it's nothing, Shen Mojue is very satisfied with two full storage bags.

After all the ingredients were prepared, Shen Mojue started to clean up the kitchen himself. Because it was related to the recipe of the God of Cookery, the practice of the Hundred Gods' Feast was not announced to the public. That is to say, no one could enter the kitchen except Fu Ziyan that day, and could only wait outside. Just eat it.

After the kitchen was vacated, the time agreed with Mengji would arrive. Shen Mojue closed the Haixianke that day, and waited in the lobby with Mengji, watching Hua Qianyan and the others plate after plate of dishes coming out of the kitchen. Served out, there are hundreds of dishes, and each dish is never repeated, which is exactly as stated in the Langyan book.Every dish is very delicate, exuding a strange fragrance, just smelling it will make people's index fingers move.

Mengji widened her eyes, stood up, and said, "No, I want to pass this scene back to my mother, otherwise she will definitely think that I didn't have any intentions and deliberately lost to you."

After finishing speaking, he raised his hand and pinched a formula, a transparent mirror surface appeared in midair, and all the dishes on the table were reflected in the mirror.Mengji put her hands together, united her mind and mind, and said to the mirror: "Mother, you have also seen it, it's not that I didn't do my best, it's God's will. However, Mengji feels that Sansheng is lucky to be able to witness the legendary feast of all gods. Woolen cloth."

He swung a spell, and the mirror in the air immediately shrank into a ball of light, and rushed out quickly, submerging into the clouds.

This is the unique communication spell of their Huayin sect, and Mengji was relieved that his mother would be able to clean up his news soon.In fact, he doesn't want to win this gamble. If he wins, the cyclamen from the sea will definitely be handed over to him after he arrives. In this way, he will have to be trapped in Haicheng, facing this coming and going every day. Diners are extremely boring, it is better to travel between the world and see the scenery of the world.

Soon the Huayin faction sent back news, one pair was amazed by Baishen Shengyan, and the other summoned Mengji back to the Huayin faction.Mengji had no choice but to bid farewell to his beautiful sister pitifully after the feast of the hundred gods, packed her bags and returned to the Huayin School.

After the feast of the Hundred Gods, Cyclamen on the Sea became famous, and Shen Mojue reopened Cyclamen on the Sea. Watching the diners coming and going every day, counting the spirit stones until his hands are soft, it is simply a dream.

However, the success of the cyclamen from the sea is inseparable from the help of Langyanshu, so Shen Mojue decided to give half of it to Langyanshu. When he was excitedly looking for Langyanshu with his storage bag, he saw He pushed the door and walked into Fu Ziyan's room.

Shen Mojue followed him quickly, and was about to call him, but was blocked outside the house by a restraint.Shen Mojue wondered why Fu Ziyan set up a ban when Lang Yanshu saw him. Could there be some ulterior secret between them?Originally, Lang Yanshu agreed to him and arranged for Fu Ziyan to leave before the people from the Fu family came to Haixianke. Could it be because of this matter?But why don't you discuss it with yourself?