Chapter 349: Is This Eighth Shishu?

Under Scissors Peak, Fourth Aunt Temple.

Two Daoists were saluting a group of cats, and the eyes of the two Daoist children beside them still had supernatural surprise, but they still followed the actions of the two Shishu and saluted the group of cats.

What was wonderful was that the cats also returned the salute in a decent manner.

Two large and two small, four Daoists handed out the fish in their hands. The cats sent out four, came to receive them, and returned two wild rabbits, as if they were making an exchange.

Such a scene was really rare.

The farmer who passed by with a hoe in the distance saw it, immediately stunned in place, opening his mouth wide, not daring to walk and unable to speak.

"You two little Daoists have grown so much." The old flower cat in the temple revealed its true form, half-lying on the bamboo rocking chair, looking at them, its voice kind. "In my impression, you were still two little people who went to Tianmen Peak to steal honey when you first went up the mountain. Alas, time flies."

"This matter couldn't hide from Fourth Aunt's eyes either."

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"Whoosh..."

"You eat first."

And they were not like Lin Jue and the other at that time, having seven full Shixiongs who would always show them or take them to play.

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"I heard you went to the capital? It is said that it is not a good place to mix?" Fourth Aunt looked at them with heartache, her eyes the same as a person's. "You suffered a lot in the capital, right?"

"Walk slowly, if there is anything missing in the temple, just say it."

Or she was particularly sensitive in some places.

With blue smoke, inserted into the ground.

But saw Master's expression was also very complex, also a short silence, as if recalling, then sighed, and started eating with his head down.

A mountain wind suddenly rose in the mountain.

"Also boiled it once, I think it's delicious, but Master said it's not delicious! Now when meat is boiled into dishes and rice, Master will also add some pickled vegetables, and won't add salt! Delicious!" Jiyin behind couldn't help swallowing saliva.

"It's okay, it can pass."

"Mountain God is above, the junior returned today to visit Third Shixiong, haven't seen you for a long time, specifically to say hello to Mountain God senior."

Obviously it was roasted, but it was not dry at all. Only the outside was crispy, and the chopsticks clamped on it were hard. The teeth bit down with a "crunch," and I don't know what this Eighth Shishu applied on it. It didn't taste like rabbit meat at all. Not only was the aroma rich, but the more it was chewed, the more fragrant it became.

When Master passed away that year, didn't no one go to inform her, and even before the Shixiongs knew, she came to see him off?

"Two pitiful children." Fourth Aunt sighed. "You two have a future, the days ahead are still long."

"I have Qingyao's teaching!"

"..."

That is a spring of the mountain gifted by the Green Emperor.

Lin Jue felt that Fourth Aunt seemed to have a pair of wise eyes.

The fox turned its head to follow, only before leaving, it flicked the colorful civet with its claw.

Not long after, there was a sound of chopping in the kitchen.

"That year..."

I think such an expression must have appeared on her face several years ago.

With First Third Shixiong's old farmer personality, these two apprentices had just gone up the mountain and hadn't started practicing, so he must only let them recite the "Yin-Yang Sutra" every day and work on the mountain to seek peace of mind. They might know that their master was a rare high-level Daoist expert in the world, might know that there was a Mountain God in the mountain, and there were many yaoguai and ghosts, but they had seen very few with their own eyes.

Take another piece of fish meat, tender with oil, the entrance is the aroma of small green onions and spices, fully flavored without fishy smell.

These two were really like her at the beginning.

That night, their master didn't cook.

"Maybe."

The aroma floated in the Daoist temple and was brought to further places by the mountain wind.

The four walked out of the temple.

The two small Daoist children were stunned again.

"What?"

Born in a mountain village, who hasn't eaten fish, but who has ever eaten fish with such a taste? Not to mention the roasted rabbit.

First Third Shixiong opened his mouth, and everyone started to move their chopsticks.

Lin Jue said to them, while he used the most beautiful small plate in the temple, loaded three small plates of dishes, and carried them to the other side of the Daoist temple.

It didn't necessarily have to be fragrant. In short, this kind of taste hadn't been smelled for several years, so he knew that someone had returned to the Daoist temple.

"Seen Ma senior~"

Ninth Shishu took them to pick honey in the mountain. After picking flower honey, they picked pine needles and made pine needle bubble water. Eighth Shishu took them to the market down the mountain to sell meat and buy vegetables. When they came back, they cooked.

Three sticks of grass incense, shook a circle, and ignited red stars.

"What can't hide... hehe, you little Daoists of Fuqiu Peak, when you first entered the gate, you didn't have any skills, didn't understand anything, ran around on the mountain, isn't that just me watching?"

"Well, good-looking."

The mountain wind only blew the Daoist's robes and hair, only blew the ancient pine in the courtyard to tremble slightly, but when it reached the grass incense, it blew the grass incense to burn at a speed visible to the naked eye. In less than a breath, it had burned clean, and the blue smoke was rolled by the mountain wind to an unknown place. And when the clear breeze reached the ground, it rolled up the three plates of dishes, flew into the sky steadily, and disappeared in the blink of an eye, not knowing where it went. In looking through them one by one!

Fourth Aunt might lack some fighting power, because cats themselves are not as fierce as tigers and leopards, but she has lived for so many years, she must have some other skills. She has always been on Scissors Peak, so it is normal to know what happened on the nearby mountains.

Lin Jue knew when he saw it—

And at this time, not far from their feet, two voices were also coming.

"The flowers this year are blooming really well!"

Many spirits and animals in the mountain raised their heads one after another, sniffing the smell in the air, or looking at the Daoist temple.

The Junior Shimei's expression was solemn, her mind full of nostalgia.

It was still under the ancient pine. The two small Daoist children worked together to move the wooden table, and diligently went to move the benches. The original position of Master was taken by First Third Shixiong. Anyway, he had now become a master. The two small Daoist children opened their eyes with both shock and expectation, sitting at the dining table, but didn't dare to move their chopsticks first.

"The junior is leaving first. After a while, when several Shixiongs return, they will definitely come to visit Fourth Aunt and all the senior Daoist friends. At that time, the junior will come to visit Fourth Aunt again."

Lin Jue nodded, not surprised.

"Farewell."

Then the chimney emitted blue smoke, and seeing it from afar, he knew that someone was cooking in this mountain.

Beside him were still mountain flowers blooming, peach and apricot fighting for spring. Even if walking through ordinary mountain fields, it was like traveling in a painting. The bees and small moths that flew by from time to time could make the fox and the cat stop and turn their heads.

The mountain path was very narrow, only enough for one person to walk. Lin Jue walked at the very front, the Junior Shimei followed closely, the two children had suffered, were very obedient, followed honestly behind, and at the very back were the fox and the colorful civet, just from large to small, the distance was also very average, lined up in a line.

Hot oil, high temperature, stimulating ginger, green onion, garlic, and big ingredients, the mountain wind immediately brought out a stimulating and rich aroma from the kitchen, which was undoubtedly a taste the two small Daoist children had never smelled before.

Two rabbits, one made into diced ginger pickled vegetable rabbit, one roasted five-spice roasted rabbit, and a few fish left, burned a plate of green onion small fish.

Plus a pot of white rice with nothing added.

For the next few days, it was also very relaxed.

Just as they were talking, the four Daoists, two large and two small, had already bid farewell to the group of cats.

"..."

"So that's how it is."

"Well, not bad, not bad. They are not bad, and you are not bad," the hemp cat looked at it up and down, knowing that the cats in Fuqiu Temple were descendants of itself and other cats, nodding repeatedly. "I didn't expect you to be young, but you have already refined your horizontal bone and can speak human language. Well, a few cats in Fuqiu Temple have made great progress in the past few years and came to Scissors Peak to practice with me. Up to now, only one has learned to speak. You can speak without our teaching, not bad, not bad, very not bad."

The Junior Shimei scratched her head again, while recalling what rabbit recipes she had eaten on the mountain, and turned to ask: "Did your master not roast it? Did you not boil it with pickled vegetables or ginger shreds?" "Roasted it once, it was very dry and hard, Master said it was not delicious, so he didn't roast it anymore," Jiyang said.

"Eat."

"I also learned to recognize characters and write."

"Third Shixiong, how to eat the two rabbits sent by the Scissors Peak Daoist friends?" The Junior Shimei picked up the rabbit and looked at it.

One fox and one cat followed one after another.

"Wait for Eighth Shishu to cook for you later," the Junior Shimei said. "First Third Shixiong, that is your master, can't be counted on. If you want to eat delicious food, learn well. You don't have to learn completely, just learn a little fur, and it will be enough to open a restaurant down the mountain."

A piece of rabbit meat was white as snow, with golden oil, like the sunset evening glow, and brought up a thin pickled vegetable, a few ginger shreds, placed in the steaming white rice. The rice was instantly dyed, and the bowl was picked up and shoveled into the mouth together with that piece of rice. Both small Daoist children were stunned for a moment.

"I know!" Jiyang, who was walking behind her, answered, his voice crisp. "It can be boiled into dishes and rice!"

"Master cooked it for us like this, every time he let us eat more meat, saying that eating it can make us grow taller!" Jiyin followed.

Lin Jue remembered—

The Junior Shimei scratched her head.

At this moment, they were the Third Shixiong and stone steps of the future.

"Qingyao said..."

"But it bloomed the best the year we went down the mountain."

"We came back just in time! Just in time for the flowers to bloom!" The Junior Shimei said. "Wait for Shixiongs to come back, maybe we can only wait for the azaleas behind."

"Who is Qingyao? Can she compare to us?"

"My name is Xiao Hua, I am a cat in Fuqiu Temple," Xiao Hua began to become honest in the Fourth Aunt Temple. "They said hemp senior is a senior, I should be respectful to the senior."

Only Ninth Shishu revealed a smile there.

Coming back to his senses, he couldn't help but aim at Master.

Then there was a "chi" sound—

"Who is this little flower cat a descendant of? What is its name? It's quite polite!"

Just when the two small Daoist children were puzzled, they saw Eighth Shishu wash his hands and walk towards the kitchen. Before entering the house, he also gave a few instructions to their master and Ninth Shishu, and Master and Ninth Shishu nodded repeatedly.

The two children didn't understand.

The two turned their heads and looked at each other, both stunned.

Then, according to the order of distance, they went to visit the Xianyuan Temple.

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