As the youngest Heavenly Master since the establishment of the Guiyi Sect, Gu Lingze transmigrated on his way back to his sect.
His family was penniless, and he had a pair of younger siblings...
Everyone at the table was concentrating on eating. The lamb chops and steaks were grilled to a charred outside and tender inside. The skin was crispy and flavorful, while the meat inside was soft and tender, which was really mouth-watering.
Xie Qingwan and several other aunts preferred grilled eggplants, mushrooms, corn and other vegetables, and everyone was smiling while eating.
"After eating the meat, you can have some fruit wine. It's hot now, so drinking it chilled can help you get rid of the greasiness and cool down."
Huang Shulang picked up the cup anxiously, but before he could take a sip, someone grabbed his wrist.
"You are not injured yet, so you are not allowed to drink."
Huang Shulang suddenly became anxious and measured with his fingers, "I'll just take a small sip!"
Xu Mingyan remained calm and took the wine glass from him, "Don't drink." Then he picked up a piece of non-spicy beef short ribs with chopsticks and put it in his bowl, "The last piece."
Huang Shulang slammed the table and stood up, "Why do you care about me..."
“…You’re right.”
Then, under Xu Mingyan's gaze, he sat down on the stool obediently.
Huang Shulang didn't know what kind of spell had possessed him, but as long as this nerd looked at him intently, his hands and feet would become weak and he couldn't express himself at all.
Huang Shulang looked at Xu Mingyan in disappointment, then looked at him again, and again.
The nerd has really long eyelashes.
The other person was lowering his eyes, pulling out the bones from the chicken wings with his slender fingers, and then putting them in his bowl.
"Your favorite chicken."
At this moment, Huang Shulang suddenly heard his own heartbeat.
'Dong Dong' 'Dong Dong'
He hurriedly avoided the other person's gaze and lowered his head to bite the chicken wing in the bowl.
In everyone's eyes, Huang Shulang was just a teenager. They thought Xu Mingyan was looking after him, so when he had a little temper, they just laughed it off.
Snap—bang—
The table that Huang Shulang had just slammed fell to the ground, leaving a mess.
Gu Lingze narrowed his eyes, looked at the boy holding a chicken wing in his mouth, and said while grinding his back teeth: "Huang, Shu, Lang!!"
——
As soon as Zhao Chengmo entered the room, he saw Gu Lingze supporting his chin with his hand and frowning slightly.
"What are you thinking about?" Zhao Chengmo pulled up his other hand and squeezed it.
Gu Lingze exhaled deeply and looked at him with a frown, "Cheng Mo, what do you think of Huang Shulang and Brother Xu..."
Zhao Chengmo nodded, "Yeah."
When Gu Lingze heard this answer, he felt even more headache.
There is a koi in front and a weasel behind, his place has become a goblin marriage office.
Let’s not talk about the forbidden love between humans and demons. Brother Xu is an only son, so even if Huang Shulang becomes a human, he is still a man.
He himself is a gay, so he certainly wouldn't have any bad views on homosexuality, but here, continuing the family line is a major event in life, and both the man and the itachi are his friends, and he is afraid that there will not be a good result in the end.
Zhao Chengmo saw him sigh, so he scratched his palm and said, "Don't think too much. They will know what they want."
Just like him, he doesn't want anything as long as the person in front of him is with him.
Zhao Chengmo will set out to train the Xuanyi Army tomorrow, and the two of them spent another intimate night together.
When she woke up the next morning, Gu Lingze decided that she could no longer give her boyfriend any more gifts, otherwise she would be the one being drained dry.
Everyone was very satisfied with last night’s barbecue dinner, and Gu Lingze decided to add it to the menu of Heyilou.
After all, eating barbecue in summer is a great enjoyment. Although there is no beer to go with it, their chilled fruit wine also complements it.
After a few days, Heyilou, which had been closed for a long time, reopened.
The waiter put the written wooden board at the door, clapped his hands, turned around and walked in.
"What's the barbecue set?"
"Iced fruit wine...?"
People passing by stood in front of the door and talked among themselves, all studying what was written on the sign.
"Humph, you use this method again. I will never enter this Heyi Tower again."
The young man in blue standing by waved his fan and said, "No matter how good the wine and food are in Heyi Tower, they are nothing more than this after tasting it."
At noon, Uncle Xu and his colleagues moved the kebab oven they had prepared earlier to the door and put the burnt charcoal in it.
Soon, the whole street was filled with the aroma of barbecue.
Some diners smelled the aroma and walked into Heyi Tower.
By the evening, the restaurant was almost full.
A young man dressed modestly came in with his servant, covering half of his face with a fan, "Boss, I want the private room on the second floor."
Shopkeeper Qiu looked at the other party apologetically and said, "I'm sorry, sir, the private room is full."
“Why is this…” The man seemed to realize that his voice was a little loud, so he lowered his voice and said, “Then let’s go to the hall. Bring up your barbecue and fruit wine.”
Upon seeing this, the waiter hurriedly led the two to their seats.
"Sir, how does this barbecue taste?"
“It smells so good.”
“It smells so good.”
Two voices sounded at the same time, and they both looked up at the same time, and they found that they were the two young men who had sworn so confidently during the day.
Gu Lingze has been studying gunpowder these days, and fortunately there has been some progress.
Seeing that he hadn't been out for a long time, Xie Qingwan asked him to go out for a walk so as not to tire himself out.
Gu Lingze then remembered that there was something he hadn't figured out, so he turned around and went to Tanxi Temple.
"Mr. Gu, you came here today to ask me about the pagoda, right?"
Gu Lingze bowed and said, "Master, you have a clear vision and a clear mind. This is why I came here."
"The night before the black tower appeared..."
That night, Zen Master Minghai had a dream.
In the bamboo forest of the dream, there stood a man in white whose face could not be seen clearly. Even though his face could not be seen, he had a demeanor that made people respect him.
The man in white only said that Tanxi Temple was the place with the most spiritual energy in the area, and he wanted to borrow your precious land for a while.
Before Minghai could speak, he saw a black tower falling from the sky. When the tower door opened, Gu Lingze flew in lying flat on his back.
'To save his life, please do not tell anyone else about this. Thank you.'
After the man in white said this, Minghai felt a chill between his brows and he opened his eyes and woke up.
When I pushed the door open, I saw that there was actually a black tower standing in the bamboo forest.
This matter was of great importance, so Minghai informed everyone in the temple that no one was allowed to enter the bamboo forest, and anyone who violated the rules would be expelled from Tanxi Temple.
He also closed the door and refused to see anyone.
Minghai tossed and turned for the past two days. No matter how he thought about it, he felt that he should tell Zhao Chengmo or General Gu. After all, it was a big deal that Gu Lingze was not dead.
But then he remembered the instructions given by the man in white, and was suddenly in a dilemma.
After much deliberation, Minghai decided to inform Zhao Chengmo.
When Zhao Chengmo arrived at Tanxi Temple and saw the black tower, he spat out blood and cried and laughed at the same time. Minghai almost thought he was crazy.
After thanking him solemnly, Zhao Chengmo sat cross-legged in front of the black tower, hardly moving at all regardless of the sun, wind or heavy rain.
"I have been a monk since I was young, so I don't understand the love and desire of people in this world. But seeing what Mr. Zhao is like, he must think you are more important than his own life."