When it was dawn, A Niu stretched out, spread his legs and pressed it, and looked at the newly entered junior brother in the glimmer of light. He quickly got tired of seeing it and felt that this junior brother was no different from the Taoist priests in Zhenguan. He was white and clean, weak, and could not do anything at first sight.

Qian Yiqun had a vague illusion of being stripped naked and watched. When he opened his eyes, he happened to collide with A Niu's pair of bull eyes and almost shouted "There is a ghost". Fortunately, although A Niu was stupid, he had a good face. He had a square face with a square face and two thick black eyebrows in the shape of a single-line sleeping silkworm. His eyes were huge and slightly convex, and he really looked like a cow.

"Senior brother," Qian Yiqun greeted him.

"Junior brother, morning." A Niu stood up, boiled fire and started his day's life.

Qian Yiqun relaxed his numb legs for a moment and stood up soon. Seeing that his master was still in peace and did not dare to disturb him, he went out to breathe fresh air. He had never been able to sit so hard all night. After coming out today, he only felt energetic and comfortable, and he didn't feel afraid of the future poverty.

When Qian Wei saw Qian Yiqun get up, he quickly got up. He felt dizzy and his mind was messy, all of which were all dreaming last night. He packed up his bedding, took out snacks and ingredients, and went to help make breakfast.

A Niu didn't talk to him much, anyway, he let Qian Wei take action. Although Qian Wei was a bad person, he had also pulled his daughter to grow up.

The work on the stove was more skillful than A Niu, and he quickly snatched the job.

Seeing that A Niu couldn't get the hands, he went behind the house to clean his stomach and intestines.

Qian Yiqun smelled the fragrance of dumplings and returned to the house. Seeing that the master had just gotten up, he went up to say hello. The master was still dealing with it "well" and there was nothing else to say.

When A Niu returned to the house, he saw that bowls of dumplings had been served, so he pulled the wooden board where Qian Wei slept last night. He put one end of the board on a stone, sat on the ground, and the other end on his knees, forming a simple table.

The master was used to it, so he went over to sit and waited for Qianwei to serve food.

Qian Yiqun sat opposite his master, gently pressed the "table" with his hands, and felt mixed feelings in his heart, and thought to himself: Who knows how many things there are to challenge my common sense? Let's come together! I can hold on!

"Senior brother, take a small bite first, blow it cool before putting it in your mouth." Qian Yiqun ate two dumplings, and saw that A Niu was so scalded that his whole face was wrinkled. He knew that he had never eaten it before, and felt quite pitiful in his heart.

A Niu learned how Qian Yiqun made it and carefully bite the thin and tender glutinous rice skin as thin as mutton fat, revealing the black crispy inside, whispering cool, put it in his mouth, and took a breath: "It smells so fragrant and sweet."

"This is the black oil-cooked glutinous rice dumplings from Ningbo people. They are different from those from our Suzhou people. They have a unique taste." After Qian Yiqun said that, he thought to himself: I guess this senior brother has never even eaten Suzhou glutinous rice dumplings.

"The first time I've eaten this kind of thing." A Niu said happily, "It's really delicious, but I almost got it conspired."

"I have brought a lot of them, so I can eat them for you," Qian Yiqun said generously.

"Don't waste." A Niu was not polite at all. Feng Jue Canyun finished eating the dumplings in front of him, and asked Qian Wei to cook them again.

Qian Wei came here to carry breakfast ingredients for five days and a small amount of meat. All of them were Qian's mother who was afraid that her son would not have to eat in the mountains, so she insisted on bringing her. Qian Yiqun thought that doing this was a bit unnecessary yesterday. Now look at A Niu's eating behavior, and thankful that her mother is wise and wise.

Aniu had no intention of stopping at all.

After six bowls...

"Okay, I can't eat it anymore." Qian Yiqun finally couldn't help it. "This dumpling is wrapped in glutinous rice. I don't feel that it will accumulate food later."

"Oh." A Niu was quite disappointed, put down the bowl and turned to the master and said, "Master, I'll kowtow to the master, and then go to fetch water."

The master smiled and said, "Okay, okay."

"Master?" Qian Yiqun glanced at the house with miscellaneous walls and was filled with miscellaneous items, "Where is it?"

"Isn't this the statue of the ancestor?" A Niu pointed to the wall he faced with meditating last night, with a faint white mark on it. The so-called three-point image and seven-point imagination. After A Niu's several prompts, Qian Yiqun finally recognized it: "Is this the Supreme Laojun?"

"It's Yuanshi Tianzun, look, this is his Hunyuan Pearl." A Niu pointed to a big round mold spot on the wall.

Qian Yiqun nodded deeply, and at this moment he believed that everyone has their own world. The world between him and Senior Brother A Niu was too far away.

A Niu respectfully kowtowed to the moldy watermark on the wall, took a shoulder pole from behind the door, carried a bucket and fetched water. Seeing that the master was about to go out, Qian Yiqun hurriedly came up and said with a smile: "Master, are you going to the Sutra Pavilion?"

“Yes, yes.”

"Can you take me there?"

"Okay, okay."

Qian Yiqun immediately became happy and said to Qian Wei: "If you don't go back today, it seems inconvenient to live here. Hey, why is your face so pale?"

"I have been dreaming last night, and I dreamed of my poor daughter again." Qian Wei sighed, "Young Master, let's rent a farmhouse at the foot of the mountain. It's only a few hours to go up the mountain every day, so it won't be delayed."

"You rent a room and just send some food and food every day." Seeing that the master had gone out, Qian Yiqun hurriedly chased after Qian Wei, and said to him, "I'll stay for a few days and then look at it."

Qian Wei had no choice but to say, "Okay, I will go down the mountain to find a better farmhouse today."

Qian Yiqun nodded in agreement, suddenly remembered what happened last night, so he returned to the house and took his Xihe sword. After thinking about it, he also brought Bai Meitu with him in case of consultation at any time.

The master and apprentice walked into the secluded path of the bamboo forest again. It was already bright at this time. The sunlight of the autumn moon shone down from the bamboo leaves, forming a spot of light the size of a copper coin on the ground. The two of them walked among the light "sticks" of the pillars.

The Taoist priests who went to Zhenguan got up early and had already finished their morning class. With the sound of cloud boards, the Taoists lined up and several experienced scholars went to welcome the masters of the prison to the dining hall. The three of them on the side of Old Taoist Mu did not count the Taoist priests of Zhenguan and could not have dinner at all, so they didn't greet him when they saw him.

Old Taoist Mu bowed slightly to everyone, and ignored others' management. He just kept humble, which made Qian Yiqun feel unhappy. But how could he blame his master as a disciple? He had to turn this discomfort into a hunger for learning, and go back early after finishing learning! When he has money in the future, he would build a temple by himself and ask his master and A Niu to take care of it. At least he has the name of a master and a disciple, so he can't see them being bullied.

After passing the Lingguan Hall of the Mountain Gate, the Maojun Hall, and the Jade Emperor Hall and the Sanqing Pavilion, there was finally a short wall behind the Sanqing Pavilion, which separated acre of land. There was only a dilapidated house in the low wall. At least it was covered with tiles on the roof, but it was incompletely damaged, which was more limited than the hut in the hut dock.

Qian Yiqun followed the master into the door and looked up and saw a plaque hanging on the broken room: Sutra Pavilion!
Chapter completed!