At this time, firewood was burning in the kitchen, smoke and steam rising from the pot mixed together, and even people couldn't see clearly, so they could only see two boots moving in front of the stove.

Shangguan Lingye grew up in the Immortal Family and had never had the opportunity to come into contact with such a strong place of fireworks since childhood. He rarely showed a little novelty in his eyes.

She walked to the stove with the dumplings in her hand and saw Zuo Lingquan holding a spoon, turning her head to listen to the movements in the lid of the pot, and her expression was more focused than that of the monks who were refining alchemy.

"I didn't see that, you can still have a meal."

"Haha, the cooking skills are average."

Zuo Lingquan put down the spoon and said with concern:

"Why are you getting up? I feel uncomfortable sleeping?"

"The dumpling was awakened by the fish. Is the rice cooked? Let's feed it first."

"Ji~"

Tuanzi lay on Shangguan Lingye's palm, not even the strength to raise his head, but just opened the bird's beak and looked like he wanted the dried fish.

Seeing this, Zuo Lingquan felt distressed and raised his hand and lifted the lid of the pot.

The rolling white mist rose up, and as the water mist dissipated, the steamed rice appeared in the pot.

At this time, the dumpling was no longer picky about food. He jumped to the stove and looked into the iron pot. He saw a circle of dried salted fish inserted between the yellow brown rice. Perhaps it was for the sake of the plate to look good, and the two fish heads were still inserted in the middle, and the dead fish eyes were looking at the sky.

“…?!”

The Tomorrow Empress, who was about to praise the man, had a beautiful and generous smile slightly stiffened, then she tilted her head and opened her lips, but she didn't expect to comment on it.

The dumpling was roaring in a hurry, but when he saw the rice in the pot, he was stunned and took a step back. "Jiji?" twice, meaning "I was suddenly not hungry, you can eat first, don't worry about birds."

Zuo Lingquan felt good about himself, so he picked up a piece of salted fish with chopsticks, grabbed the ball, and put it in front of the bird's beak:

"We have enough food, no need to be humble, you can't eat much, come on, open your mouth."

"grumble?!"

Tuanzi was stunned and turned his head hard to avoid it.

Shangguan Lingye stared at his eyes, his expression was hard to describe. He thought about it and helped to tear the fish into small fish strips. The two of them worked together and stuffed them into Tuanzi's mouth.

"Gugu..."

The dumpling, who would rather die than surrender, was originally unlucky, but after tasting a piece, I accidentally found that the taste was not that scary, and then I started to swallow it.

Shangguan Lingye smiled pursed his lips and felt that it was not appropriate to let Zuo Lingquan work alone. He turned around and took the washed dishes and put two bowls of salted fish rice in a spoon.

Shangguan Lingye was wearing a phoenix skirt, which exuded a graceful and gorgeous temperament from head to toe, and was full of fairy spirit. He held a spoon to serve rice next to the stove. The contrast between the picture was so strong that it made people feel unreal.

Zuo Lingquan watched for a while, and wanted to praise him for his virtuous words, but finally sighed:

"I remember when I first met the Empress, the Empress was so cold that she didn't have any breath of fireworks. It was less than a year before and there was a big change."

Shangguan Lingye carefully pressed the rice and added two more fish to Zuo Lingquan, responding plainly:

"What? I feel that this palace is not fairy enough, so it's boring?"

It's tasteless...?

How is it possible...

This slightly ambiguous sentence really made Zuo Lingquan stump. No matter how he answered, he laughed, but didn't answer.

Although the rice was not very delicious, it was full of portions and could fill your stomach. The two of them didn't care much about it.

There were no tables and chairs in the room, so the two of them stood by the stove and started to cook. The dumplings squatted in the middle, begging for food and food in the left and right.

Shangguan Lingye has not been involved in the fireworks of the world for seventy or eighty years and is not used to eating with men. He actually seems a little shy. He turns around and looks to Zuo Lingquan with his back before he starts to eat slowly.

Zuo Lingquan was almost hungry and had no more attention than that. He held the bowl and ate it voraciously, and fed a bite of dumpling from time to time.

If the two of them were not incompatible with the environment, they would look like a pair of miserable mandarin ducks with a bare wall.

However, some troublesome things are that the body of a person in practice is already different from that of ordinary people and ordinary people, and grains cannot support the consumption of the body.

Zuo Lingquan felt that he could only eat one cow now, and Grandma Shangguan could probably eat two heads; a bowl of rice and two salted fish, not to mention the half-step jade stairs like Shangguan Lingye, even the dumplings are not enough.

Before they knew it, the rice was clean and the two of them ate at most half full. The dumplings were still unsatisfied, and their dark eyes stared at the iron pot, looking at the pot, looking like they wanted to eat it.

Although it wasn't enough to eat, there was something in my stomach and my body always recovered a little.

The most important thing now is to return to the Nine Sects as soon as possible, and at the worst, you have to find a place with spiritual energy to restore your strength.

After dinner, Shangguan Lingye took water from the well and washed it. He held the dumpling and went to the steps, looking at the feng shui weather around the county town, hoping to find some clues.

It’s a pity that the desolate place I see, I couldn’t see anything after watching for a long time.

After Zuo Lingquan packed the kitchen, he saw that Shangguan Lingye's actions were no longer affected, so he wanted to go out and find out the news and find some food to recover his energy.

He found a straw raincoat from the yard and used it to cover up the rain and cover up the eye-catching palace skirt on his body. However, before the straw raincoat was handed over to Shangguan Lingye, he heard a little noise coming from the streets in the distance.

"there……"

"It's really not a thing..."

Shangguan Lingye was light on the surface, but he was very sensitive to changes in the surrounding environment. He was alert when he heard the sound. He looked at the street from the courtyard wall and saw a few men wearing red turbans running in one direction.

Zuo Lingquan came to the door with a sword and looked at it. He didn't see why. Instead, he found that the young man Lu Chen was carrying a lot of things and turned into the alley from the street, with his face not very good-looking.

When Lu Chen Yaoyao saw him, he put away his emotions on his face. Yaoyao raised his hand to signal the bacon hen hen hen hen he was carrying:

"The leader Jiang from the rebel army heard that you had fled here, so he gave me some rice and grain and asked me to bring it to you. Leader Jiang is good, but he has a few hundred mouths waiting for the meal, and he can't even produce too much food..."

"How can I be so embarrassed..."

As the saying goes, "I will not receive any reward without merit. Zuo Lingquan was so relieved, and his face was really unpredictable. He came forward to help, and after a few words of thanks, he asked:

"Brother Lu, what's wrong on the street?"

When Lu Chen said this, the emotion on his face appeared again. He shook his head and sighed, and said with anger:

"Someone just discovered that a family in the port was killed. The family was the family of the rebel army. The five people were all young and old. Except for a girl who was not at home, all the others were dead. We just went over and checked. All the dead were nailed to the back of the head. Before death, they were tortured, their tongues were pulled out and their ears were pierced, and all the limbs were broken. The blood was very new, and the murderer had moved at most half an hour ago, and the words were written in blood on the ground, but there were not many people in the county who could read the meaning. Now the rebel army is searching everywhere, but the murderer has not been found yet..."

As Lu Chen spoke, his eyes looked at Zuo Lingquan's robe with uncertainty, obviously looking for blood.

All the people left in the county town are acquaintances, only Zuo Lingquan just arrived, and the time of appearance coincided with the time of the incident. It is not surprising that Zuo Lingquan naturally doesn't mind.

Shangguan Lingye stood at the gate of the courtyard and heard this narrative from afar. Her clear eyes slowly became cold. She had been in charge of the Demon Warriors for 80 years and was already familiar with this way of killing people.

Pulling the tongue and poking the ears and nailing the Fengfu acupoint behind the brain are all to block the six consciousnesses so that the soul will not dissipate quickly after death; torture is to inspire people's hatred and resentment, and it is easier to turn into evil spirits after death.

These are all the basic techniques for evil monks to refine souls or make corpse puppets.

Shangguan Lingye has been dealing with such things all year round, and has left a mark in his heart. He hates such incidents deeply. He guessed who the murderer was and could not sit idly by. At this time, he put on a straw raincoat and walked up to him:

"Where is the crime? Take us to see it."

Zuo Lingquan estimated that the murderer was the alien monk he met in the cave. He also frowned and signaled Lu Chen to lead the way.

Lu Chen felt that the two of them were not like murderers, so he dared to come to the door. He didn't say much at the moment. After putting the food into the yard, he took the two out of the alley with him...
Chapter completed!