Chapter 125 124 Why?

Chapter 125 124. Why?

During the following banquet, Song He was not unable to enjoy the delicious food just because he was holding his little junior sister. Instead, he enjoyed the meal quite happily.

Because he was holding his little junior sister, he was arranged to a quiet place. Surrounded by plum trees, only his senior brother and senior brother Jiang sat with him.

Looking up——

I saw cranes flying around, and dishes that were delicious, delicious, and delicious had been prepared.

The crane controlled the breeze and carried plates of steaming and fragrant dishes to the monks.

The entire plum forest is surrounded by the aroma of food, and the overbearing aroma even overwhelms the fragrance of plum blossoms.

Very unique, yet very real.

Song He, who was holding his junior sister, just took a quick look and saw things like roasted dragon meat with spiritual wood, colorful phoenix marrow soup, colorful spiritual rice...

The raw materials of this dish alone are valuable, not to mention that the color, aroma and taste are obviously cooked by a talented chef.

An old crane surrounded him and served him meticulously - whether it was cutting meat or pouring wine, Laohe could prepare everything before he made a sound.

Obviously this old crane is used to doing this kind of thing.

Although Song He was actually not used to being served by someone (He) with such over-enthusiastic service, he had to admit that the feeling of being served was really quite refreshing.

He just needs to open his mouth and eat.

No need to think too much at all.

"Junior brother, look at you..." Senior Brother Jiang didn't know whether he was envious or jealous, with a playful expression on his face.

As a result, before Song He could speak, the old crane said seriously: "He is holding my little master, so I should serve him."

Listen to this, people are willing to do it.

Song He blinked at Senior Brother Jiang and expressed the above meaning with his eyes.

Senior Brother Jiang was speechless and could only take a sip of wine in silence. The senior brother next to him also smiled happily: "Fellow Daoist He, I remember that you should have followed Master Kang during his golden elixir period, right?"

Lao He cut the dragon meat into suitable sizes, and then brought it to Song He's mouth with the breeze, while replying: "Master Xingheng said that. The master does not dislike my low cultivation, and I can only repay with my remaining life." Master."

"I just hope that I can watch my little master grow up healthily and choose one of my descendants to be her natal spiritual beast in the future. This old man will die with no regrets in this life!"

There was a gentle light in its eyes, and its face was full of longing as it looked at the sleeping little master in Song He's arms.

The senior brother frowned slightly, then sighed and said no more.

Song He and Senior Brother Jiang also seemed to feel something. They looked at each other and had a meal in silence.

In this way, the banquet lasted for a whole day.

During this period, the little junior sister woke up twice, but both times she allowed Lao He to feed her without making any noise, and then continued to sleep after she was full.

Song He didn't need to worry about anything at all.

‘It’s strange, don’t I dislike children? ’ Song He was confused.

This doubt followed him all day.

It wasn't until it was time to say goodbye that Song He finally figured out why he could hold her for a whole day without getting tired of it: it turned out that he didn't hate children, but he hated children who made a lot of noise and were not obedient at all.

Such an obedient child is really not annoying.

There was an incident when I left -

The junior sister was very reluctant to Song He to leave, but she neither cried nor made a fuss. She just looked at Zhenren Ye with dark, tearful eyes, her little mouth wrinkled slightly, as if she was about to cry.

Facts have proved that pretending to be pitiful works very well.

Even a Yuanying-level monk like Master Kang, who had experienced many vicissitudes of life, could hardly help but invite Song He to stay.

Fortunately, Master Ye promised to take her to see River Song, so the junior sister beamed with satisfaction for a second, pulled her brother to sit on the lotus platform again, and flew away with a "swish".

The old crane was so panicked that he shouted to his little master from behind and flapped his wings hard to follow.

This scene made all the monks present burst into laughter.

I think this kid is really weird.

…

After leaving Wang Xuefeng, Song He couldn't help but sigh: "My junior sister is so smart, her achievements in the future will definitely be good!"

"With Uncle Ye and Uncle Kang planning for her, she will definitely do well." Senior Brother Jiang said.

"That's natural..." Senior Brother said, suddenly staring at a certain place, and asked strangely: "Uncle, how long have you been waiting?"

Anyone?

Song He and Senior Brother Jiang immediately looked in the direction where Senior Brother was looking, and saw a dark hole suddenly appearing on the empty snow.

The hole seemed to be surrounded by mist, making it difficult to see what was going on inside.

I just heard an old voice coming from inside: "It's been a whole day! If you don't mind, please come to the cave and talk about it!"

‘This voice seems to be the voice of the gray-robed Yuanying Master? Why is he here? ’ Song He’s heart moved.

"Haha, of course I don't dare to refuse Master Uncle's invitation."

After the senior brother pondered for a moment, he entered the cave first, followed closely by Senior Brother Song He and Jiang, and the three of them walked into the cave one after another.

The cave disappeared directly after the three people entered, leaving only a white sky filled with snowflakes falling.

…

Song He felt slightly dizzy the moment he entered.

That's the feeling of space transfer.

After adapting, he looked around -

This place should be a cave under the soil layer, but the earth wall is full of various spiritual flowers and herbs. The space is not large, but it has all kinds of furniture such as tables, chairs and benches.

Except for the strange flower wall, other places are almost the same as ordinary people's homes.

An old man in a gray robe is sitting on a cushion that looks very comfortable, stretching his hands to warm himself by the fire. In front of him is a blazing stove.

The orange-red flames are dancing, and the warm firelight immediately dispels the cold. The sound of burning firewood can be heard in the ears. This place is obviously a cave in the soil layer, but it is unexpectedly warm and cozy.

'Not bad, this kind of place is good as a secret base. When I go home, I will dig one. 'Song He was a little moved.

"Uncle Jin!"

The eldest brother bowed slightly, and Song He and Brother Jiang naturally followed suit.

"It's the red tape that's annoying. Come and sit down. You guys are here at the right time. My spiritual potato is baked!"

Master Jin stretched out his hand and pointed at the stove. Three things that looked like charcoal flew out and flew in front of the three people.

Song He caught it, but he didn't feel the burning sensation at all. He just felt very warm.

A closer look: this so-called black charcoal is actually a baked spiritual potato. The honey-like potato flesh is exposed with just a slight peel.

It exudes a domineering aroma.

The outrageous thing is... the panel actually jumped out--

[Name]: Jinshu (baked)

[Level]: Level 3 middle grade

[Status]: After being baked by spiritual fire, it is already cooked, infused with spiritual honey, and tastes excellent.

'... I didn't see you come out just now, why did you suddenly jump out now? '

He held the spiritual potato in his hand, speechless.

Seeing that the three of them were holding the spiritual potatoes, Jin Zhenren pretended to be dissatisfied and said, "Eat it, this is planted by my granddaughter. What's the matter? Did you eat the good ones at Sister Ye's place and look down on my spiritual potatoes?"

So the three brothers could only look at each other and began to eat helplessly - you know what, the taste of this roasted spiritual potato is really great.

It's fragrant, sweet and not hot at all, just like honey juice. Although it's a bit embarrassing to eat with potato flesh on the hands and face, I still want to eat it again.

"How is it, is it delicious?"

Jin Zhenren stared at Song He and stroked his mustache proudly.

"It's delicious, uncle's spiritual potato is really extraordinary!"

Song He praised sincerely.

"Then uncle, can I send someone to plant spiritual potatoes with you?" Jin Zhenren asked again.

"..."

Song He was silent immediately when he mentioned this. He still had a decent smile on his face and glanced at his senior brother secretly.

For matters involving Yuanying Zhenren, he should ask the elders for their opinions.

"Uncle Jin, are you also interested in my junior brother's world?" The eldest brother slowly summoned a ball of spiritual water to wash his hands and asked.

"Yes, my Jinling Rat clan likes to dig their own homes in the land with abundant spiritual energy. I have tasted the spiritual soil in your junior brother's world, and it is extremely delicious!"

He couldn't hide the intoxicated look on his face when he said this.

He smacked his lips, as if he was still not satisfied.

Jinling Rat?

Song He immediately became energetic.

He had heard about this race from Senior Brother Lu last time. They are natural earth-walking spiritual beasts that can dig underground at will. And they can also help cultivators loosen the soil and cultivate some spiritual plants that cannot see the light of day.

Compared with the rats that everyone in the mortal world hates, they are simply auspicious beasts.

The eldest senior brother said helplessly:

"You don't know that the junior brother also raised the Exorcist Clan. I remember that the Jinling Rat and the Exorcist Clan had caused a lot of trouble!"

"So what?"

Master Jin curled his lips and said: "The old guys are all dead, and even I barely achieved the Nascent Soul under the protection of your Lingye Sect.

If your junior brother can't even solve this problem and can't reconcile, won't Xing Ke's plan in Yong'anyuan be in vain?"

Hearing this, Master Xingheng narrowed his eyes.

Although there was still a smile on his lips, his tone suddenly turned cold.

Even the warm and jumping orange-red flames seemed to be suppressed by something.

"Uncle Jin, I know you are well-informed, but you must know that words can cause trouble. Do you remember how the last generation of the Jinling Rat clan leader died?"

"I know!" Jin Zhenren still fiddled with the stove with a smile, "So I took the initiative to give you the handle, how else do you want me to prove my sincerity?"

"This is not a handle."

"My granddaughter is the next clan leader."

"That doesn't count either!"

The two Yuanying Zhenren "chatted" like this, and Song He felt a lot of pressure, especially when the object of the argument was himself, he suddenly felt even more pressured.

In the end, after staring at each other for a while, the eldest brother shook his head and said, "Let my little brother decide."

He looked at Song He and said directly for the first time, "Uncle Jin wants to separate some members of the Jinling Rat clan and give them to you for protection, and have some relationship with you. There are advantages and disadvantages, you decide."

Song He was silent.

He hesitated for a moment and asked, "Big Brother, the mermaids also want to get involved with me, the seven-colored divine deer also have some deals with me, and now there is a Jinling rat tribe...

Can you help me solve this puzzle?

Why is this happening? Why are they all trying to get involved with me? "

This is what he has always wondered.

It seems that these races value him very much. Let's not talk about the mermaids for now. The Seven-Colored Divine Deer used those high-grade spiritual materials to exchange for some soul rice and soul vegetables...

The transaction was completely unequal, as if it was clearly giving him a benefit.

What is the reason for this? Is it really just because of his identity?

It always feels that it is not that simple.

So taking advantage of this opportunity and topic, he simply asked, he couldn't just let it go on like this, right?

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