Chapter 194

In the courtyard.

Li nianfan, holding two eggs, couldn't help laughing.

Today, you can have a taste of the chicken eggs of the cultivator.

"Xiaodaji, I can't eat chicken, but with these two eggs, you can make scrambled eggs with tomato, and then steam a fish, and dinner will be enough."

Fortunately, I just went out fishing a lot of fish, enough to eat for a while.

Honey, that's a good thing.

Soon, the chef Xiaobai made a good dinner, the fragrance floating, let people appetite.

Li nianfan's attention was specially focused on the egg.

The egg yolk is not yellow, but red, just like flame. It looks very dazzling.

Good egg!

Li nianfan gave a comment, and increasingly felt that he was right to keep the chicken alive.

"Xiaodaji, try it quickly." Li nianfan stretched out his chopsticks and put one into his mouth.

The taste of the egg is very good. Moreover, the sour taste of tomato and the flavor of egg complement each other, which brings a sense of enjoyment to the taste buds. It can be said that it is sweet and sour, but it is also delicious.

Li nianfan immediately commented: "this egg is good. It is more tender than ordinary eggs. It can be said that it melts in the mouth. The chicken in Xiuxian world is different."

The fire sparrow snuffled, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and glanced at this side.

Although some want to eat, but the heart is still arrogant: "ha ha, my chicken, bah, my bird Lord's egg is the ordinary pheasant's egg can compare? You're insulting, you know? If it is not for your influence, I will fight with you

"What's more, it seems that the food of this big man is not very good. An ordinary fish has a bowl of rice porridge, and the most precious one is my bird's egg. Tut tut tut."

However, when he saw Li nianfan's eyes falling on him, he was startled, his wings were flapping a few times, and he exclaimed in his heart, "boss, I'm wrong. Don't kill me."

"I almost forgot. I've got an extra mouth." Li nianfan, holding a bowl of white rice porridge in front of the turkey, "eat it. You can lay more eggs when you are full."

The turkey shrinks its head in fear. When Li nianfan turns around and walks away, he looks at the rice porridge in front of him.

"I eat all the jade dew in the fairyland. Will you give me rice porridge? How can you take it? "

continued to make complaints about his own way, then he smoked his nose and opened his mouth and took a breath.

Yeah? How can it be so delicious?

This is really white rice porridge?!

At least in terms of food!

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A town thousands of miles away from the west of Qianlong Xianchao.

A scholar is sitting in the teahouse, holding a roll of bamboo slips in his hand, looking at the empty teahouse, stupefied.

On the bamboo slips, there are three characters of journey to the West.

At this point, however, there was no audience.

Outside the teahouse, there was chaos, with howls, weeping, crazy yelling, and, more often, messy footwork.

Looking at the scholar, a gray haired old man couldn't help coming over and said, "young man, go ahead. You can't stay here."

The scholar couldn't help but ask, "my story is not finished. Why are there fewer and fewer people listening?"

He asked the old man and seemed to be asking himself.

The old man shook his head and sighed: "there is a plague. I can't eat any more. I'm starving. I'm sick. Who's listening to the story? Let's go!"

The scholar asked, "my story contains the truth. What plague do you fear?"

The old man was so silly that he said with a laugh: "this man is dying. What else should I do? Can Zhili serve as a meal? Can the supreme principle cure diseases? "

The pupil of the scholar shrank suddenly, as if he had lost his soul and could not speak.

A dead word directly touches his heart.

At this time, the brain of young people, do not need to help him to escape quickly

Soon, the teahouse was dead again.

Meng Jun sat there for a long time, his brain roared and roared, repeatedly ringing through the old man's words.

Along the way, he has seen too much and too much scenery, which can be said to be seen from the world.

There are prosperous cities, but also dilapidated places, met with extremely good people, also met the poor evil demon, each time, there will be a new understanding, each time, I think the heaven and earth will be useful.

He thought that he had a complete understanding of the Tao in heaven and earth, and could spread it all over the world of cultivating immortals, so that all living beings could get rid of the sea of suffering and get spiritual detachment.

But now, he found himself wrong.

He closed his eyes and Li nianfan's words began to whirl in his mind."There is reincarnation in the way of heaven, and the way of long life cannot be done."

"The sun rises and the moon sets, birth and death. This is the law of heaven and earth. You don't even know the real world. How can you pursue your own way?"

Even in journey to the west, Bodhi also said at the beginning that there is no way to live forever.

Is Is there really no way to live forever?

The way we pursue Wrong?

He looked at the flurry of people outside, eyes more blurred.

Preach, preach!

The old man is right. What's the use of his preaching?

Time is like water.

Three days passed.

The scholar was motionless, like a statue, staring at the rising sun and setting moon outside.

His eyes blinked abruptly.

He remembered that in the journey to the west, Tang Monk and his disciples would go to the west to rescue the soldiers when they met the difficulties that could not be solved. Their own preaching road was blocked, so they must go back to move and rescue the soldiers!

I have to go back to consult the experts!

He suddenly got up and walked out of the teahouse, looking at the crowd still in a state of confusion, and frowned deeply.

This group of people came from the west, all the way to the East.

Meng Junliang looked up at the western sky, where there was a layer of dark clouds.

Before we go back to move the soldiers, let's get rid of a little trouble.

He raised his feet and stepped towards the West.

Along the way, countless people moved to the East, and he was the only one, against the crowd. His pace was not slow, but no one had time to pay attention to him.

Gradually, bodies began to appear on the ground, and then a village appeared in his view.

Over the village, there are black clouds, dead bodies everywhere, and many people lying on the ground waiting to die.

Several immortals are suspended above the village, and there are many escape lights passing by. The wind is howling, the sky is dark and the earth is dark. It is noon, but it is like midnight!

In the middle of the village stands a stone statue.

The rest survived, but those who had strength knelt down around the statue and prayed devoutly: "please bless me, dispel the pain, and help me survive!"

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