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Chang Le's reason was too perfunctory, and Du Heng obviously didn't believe it. Just because Zhu Dalong didn't like him, could he take two lives?
After Chang Le spoke, Wang Qingzhou also spoke. He looked at Du Heng and said, "Do you still remember Wang Jian and Wang Gui? They are my descendants."
Du Heng thought about it for a while and suddenly remembered: "Are you talking about Steward Wang and his people?" If Wang Qingzhou hadn't mentioned this, he would have almost forgotten it. When he first arrived at Shenxu Palace, Steward Wang and his people had treated him badly.
Wang Qingzhou said, "Because of you, they can't stay in Shenxu Palace anymore, and the Wang family's status in Zhengyang City has plummeted. They sent people to complain to me several times. As their elder, I always have to stand up for the younger generation. Who doesn't want to kick a drowning dog?"
Du Heng looked at Wang Qingzhou in astonishment: "I didn't even know you before today. Besides, your descendants weren't kicked out of Shenxu Palace just because of me. Why don't you tell me how much good they have gained and how much bad things they have done in Shenxu Palace over the years?"
Wang Qingzhou sneered: "What's there to say? It's nothing more than the winners are kings and the losers are bandits. I was unlucky not to drag you down this time."
Du Heng just thought it was ridiculous. As he laughed, his eyes turned red again. He choked up and said, "If I fail to clear my name today, do you know what will happen to me?"
Wang Qingzhou snorted, "What will happen to you? You are the direct disciple of the leader of Dingkun Sect. Even if you really did it, how many people will remember it after three or five hundred years? By then, you will be a glamorous disciple of Dingkun Sect again."
Du Heng felt a tightness in his chest, and he wanted to punch Chang Le and Wang Qingzhou in the face with his fists. But after raising his fists, he put them down helplessly: "Are these two lives so insignificant in your eyes?"
Wang Qingzhou said: "They are just ordinary people and disciples in the Qi Refining Stage. They will die sooner or later. They are really not worth mentioning."
Du Heng knew that what Wang Qingzhou said represented the thoughts of many cultivators in the cultivation world. Cultivators can increase their lifespan through cultivation. Compared with cultivators who can easily live for hundreds or thousands of years, the lives of ordinary people are like a flash in the pan. It is possible that when they come out of seclusion, their relatives and family members are gone.
But in Du Heng's opinion, this is wrong. Monks are essentially human beings, they just live longer than ordinary people. They will also grow old, get sick and die, and face setbacks and hardships. Just because they can live a few more years, can they play with the lives of ordinary people at their fingertips?
Wen Qiong said sarcastically, "It really opened my eyes to see that Shenxu Palace could cultivate such a disciple who couldn't tell right from wrong. Elder Wu and Elder Su, please give me and Du Heng an explanation for this matter."
Wu Buping bowed to Wen Qiong and said, "Master Wen, this is the fault of Shenxu Palace. Daoist Du Heng was only cooperating with our investigation. Now that the real murderer has been caught, Daoist Du Heng can be cleared of all charges. Shenxu Palace will pay compensation later."
Wen Qiong pointed at the two people kneeling on the ground and said, "What about these two people? How are you going to deal with them?"
Su Zhan looked distressed. He looked at Chang Le and said, "Chang Le, you murdered someone. You will be expelled from Shenxu Palace and sent to the government of Zhengyang City to be questioned and punished. Wang Qingzhou framed you and you will be expelled from the Criminal Hall as a disciple. You will be caned fifty times and imprisoned in the dungeon of the Criminal Hall for fifty years."
Wen Qiong raised his eyebrows and said, "Elder Su, do you know what will happen to Du Heng and Ding Kun Sect if what these two people are planning today succeeds?"
Wen Qiong felt that she was a little short and lacked aura. She suddenly turned into a man with a flash of spiritual energy. She looked down at Su Zhan and said, "Du Heng is kind-hearted. Not to mention killing people, he would panic and feel heartbroken even if he saw someone close to him get hurt. You falsely accused him of murder, which would hinder his Tao heart and cause him to develop a demon in his heart and stagnate in his cultivation."
Wen Qiong's male voice was very oppressive. She said seriously, "For my Dingkun Sect, Dingkun Sect has been shamed for no reason, and Wen Qiong's reputation has been ruined. Are you going to let this account go so easily? Elder Su, do you think I, Wen Qiong, am easy to bully?"
As soon as Wen Qiong's aura was released, Su Zhan's face turned pale. The powerful pressure from the out-of-body stage cultivator made his whole body tremble, and his back felt like he was carrying a burden of ten thousand pounds, pressing his bones so hard that they creaked.
Although Wen Qiong is reliable and good-tempered, she is not easy to bully. Just because she founded Dingkun Sect as a woman and developed Dingkun Sect into one of the five major sects in the world of human cultivation within thousands of years, Wen Qiong is not as innocent as she looks.
Su Zhan and Wu Buping were overwhelmed. This was the first time that Wen Qiong had been so disrespectful to them, which showed how angry she was.
At this time, a sigh was heard from outside the door, and Ji Qingyan and Wang Muye walked in. Looking at their expressions, they knew what had happened. Ji Qingyan bowed to Wen Qiong as soon as he entered the door: "Master Wen, calm down."
Wen Qiong withdrew his pressure: "Master Ji."
Ji Qingyan said: "Shenxu Palace will definitely give an explanation to Kunzong and Daoist Fellow Du Heng on this matter."
Wen Qiong looked at Ji Qingyan solemnly, and then she nodded: "I believe in Master Ji."
When Wang Qingzhou saw Ji Qingyan coming in, he realized that something was wrong. Su Zhan had been trying to protect him before. The Punishment Hall was Su Zhan's territory. For a cultivator, being locked up in a dungeon for fifty years was just a blink of an eye.
Ji Qingyan was not as easy to talk to as Su Zhan. As everyone knew, Ji Qingyan practiced the ruthless way. If he spoke, he would be sentenced more severely than Su Zhan.
Wang Qingzhou took a few steps on his knees towards Su Zhan: "Elder! Elder, help me!"
Su Zhan turned his head away sadly and didn't look at Wang Qingzhou. The little hope Wang Qingzhou had before turned into despair: "No, you can't do this."
Su Zhan suddenly raised his voice: "Qingzhou, everyone must pay the price for what they have done!"
Wang Qingzhou's voice got stuck in his throat and fear appeared in his eyes.
Ji Qingyan looked at Wang Qingzhou calmly, as if he was looking at a dead object: "Wang Qingzhou's cultivation will be abolished and he will be expelled from Shenxu Palace."
As Ji Qingyan said this, the color drained away from Wang Qingzhou's face and he sat on the ground in a daze, as if his soul had been sucked out of him.
A cultivator lost his sect and his cultivation was abolished, which was no different from killing him. Killing is not the end of the world, and the feeling of falling from the top of the cloud is more terrible than death.
Ji Qingyan looked at Chang Le again: "I never thought you would kill anyone."
Hearing this, tears finally came to Chang Le's bloodshot eyes. He kowtowed heavily to Ji Qingyan and said, "Chang Le is ashamed of the Sect Leader's trust."
Ji Qingyan said, "You are a disciple of Shenhua Peak. If something goes wrong, I have an unshirkable responsibility. I will also abolish your cultivation. Do you disagree?" Chang Le slapped his head to the ground: "No, I don't disagree."
Chang Le had been in the main dining hall of Shenxu Palace for more than 150 years. Although his cultivation level was not as good as Wang Qingzhou's, it was also hard work. As the cold light flashed in Ji Qingyan's hand, Chang Le felt as if his bones were frozen. His face began to age rapidly, and in a short while he turned from a ruddy middle-aged man into an old man.
After many monks were abolished from cultivation, they began to age. Their meridians and bones would age rapidly without the support of spiritual energy, and many monks would die on the spot when their cultivation was abolished. Time is a magical thing. When practicing, you can't feel its existence, but once you lose your spiritual energy, time will become the most terrible weapon.
Seeing the changes in Chang Le, Wang Qingzhou was frightened. He rushed towards the door like a madman: "No! I don't want my cultivation to be abolished!" He didn't want to become an old man with chicken skin and white hair. He still wanted to keep his life and go higher and further!
Unfortunately, before he could even reach the door, he was pinned down by the disciples of the Punishment Hall. Wang Qingzhou wanted to struggle, but the disciples of the Punishment Hall tapped his neck, and he could no longer make a sound. His body stiffened, and he was soon dragged away by the disciples of the Punishment Hall.
Wang Qingzhou twisted his neck and looked desperately in the direction of Su Zhan, but Su Zhan turned his head away and never looked at him.
Chang Le kowtowed to several elders and the head of Shenxu Palace tremblingly. Because of his old age, his voice was buzzing. People in the distance had to send out their spiritual senses if they wanted to listen, but with Ji Qingyan and others present, the cultivators had to restrain themselves even if they had the desire to gossip.
Du Heng was close to Chang Le, and he heard Chang Le say, "Chang Le, with my humble body, has been able to enter Shenxu Palace and be protected by the head elder for more than a hundred years. I have no regrets in this life. I only ask that you let me make one more serving of fresh shrimp dumplings for the head elder. After today, I am afraid that we will never meet again."
Du Heng's nose was sour. He didn't understand. Why would Chang Le, who was so loyal and righteous, take the lives of Zhu Dalong and others just because of a few words? Zhu Dalong was not the kind of stubborn person. Why couldn't he just talk it out in a nice way? Why did he have to use this method?
Ji Qingyan nodded: "Okay."
Chang Le stood up awkwardly. His body had changed from a tall middle-aged man to an old man. The wide robe was loose on him. He staggered to his feet and saluted the people from Shenxu Palace again. Finally, he faced Du Heng.
Du Heng looked at Chang Le with a complicated expression. The last time he saw Chang Le, he and Chang Le were carrying food boxes and walking towards Shenhua Peak together, talking and laughing along the way. It had only been a short time, and Chang Le had become like this.
Chang Le confessed, "In fact, I only wanted to get rid of Zhu Dalong. Xiao Cai didn't have to die. But the kid was greedy and insisted on drinking a few mouthfuls of the old duck soup. I couldn't stop him and could only send him to death. This is fate. Just like me, I never dreamed that my ending would be like this."
Du Heng clenched his fists. He hated Chang Le for accusing him of taking human life, and he also hated himself for not being able to say a single harsh word to Chang Le until now.
Chang Lechang said calmly, "Du Heng, you are lucky. From the day you entered Shenxu Palace, I knew that you were a very lucky person. You have so many people around you who protect you. It's a blessing, a blessing."
After saying this, Chang Le staggered towards the kitchen. Behind him followed two monks from the Punishment Hall. The once glorious Chef Chang actually entered the kitchen for the last time in this way! How ironic it was to tell others!
Du Heng watched his back disappear from his sight, and he felt a mixture of emotions. Suddenly, Du Heng felt someone hugging his shoulders. He turned around and saw Xuan Yu looking at him worriedly, "Are you okay?"
Du Heng shook his head: "Not bad." In fact, he was not very well. His mind was in a mess at the moment, and he felt that he was about to lose the ability to think.
Only two cold bodies were left on the ground. Du Heng opened his mouth to speak, but he found that his voice was too hoarse to speak. He asked hoarsely, "What should we do with the bodies of Xiao Cai and Chef Zhu?"
Su Zhan said: "They will be returned to their families. Shenxu Palace will give their families a generous pension and bury them with honor."
Du Heng smiled, but that smile was uglier than crying. Two lives were lost. For the spectators standing at the door, they were just watching a lively scene, but for Xiao Cai and his family, it was a calamity.
Without Xiao Cai and Chef Zhu, Shenxu Palace continued to operate as usual, and the sun would rise and set normally. But the rain that fell on Du Heng's heart would not dissipate for a while.
Just as Du Heng was about to leave, someone from the Punishment Hall hurriedly reported back: "Reporting to the headmaster and the two elders, Chang Le committed suicide."
Chef Chang finally cooked a bowl of shrimp dumplings and served it in a bowl. Then he took the medicine hidden in his sleeve.
The cook who had cooked for Shenxu Palace all his life eventually died in front of the stove, and his eyes never closed.
Upon hearing the news, Ji Qingyan asked, "Are there any descendants of the Chang family?" Su Zhan said, "A nephew is in the city."
Ji Qingyan said: "Let's bury him in Shenxu Palace." This was the last respect that Ji Qingyan could give to Chang Le.
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The dining hall was closed, and Du Heng stayed in his room like an eggplant hit by frost and refused to go out. The old duck soup on the pot was buried deep by Jing Nan and the others, and the pots and pans in the kitchen were roasted by Feng Gui with spiritual fire. Xuan Yu sorted out the things that were scattered by the monks and put them back in place.
The dining hall returned to its peaceful state, but there was a hint of indescribable emotion in the calm. Even Nian Nian Sui Sui lay in his nest and did not move.
Du Heng was lying on the bed, holding Xiao Xiao in his arms. Xiao Xiao's warm temperature came through his clothes. Du Heng buried his face in the fluff on Xiao Xiao's back: "Xiao Xiao, am I being useless?"
A cultivator should not take life and death lightly, but he was depressed by this little setback. If an ordinary cultivator could escape death, he would laugh happily three times to celebrate his escape. But he just lay down on the bed like a turtle.
Du Heng himself felt that he was a coward.
Xiaoxiao rubbed Du Heng's face: "Chirp." When the incident happened, Xiaoxiao and Tai Shuhong were playing in the beast garden. When he learned the news, he was almost furious. Seeing Du Heng return safely, Xiaoxiao felt that his anger was not so great. He was now at ease as Du Heng's pillow, offering his body to comfort Du Heng's broken heart.
Du Heng despised himself: "I am really useless. It's fine that Xiaoyu and the others worry about me, but I am still sad and depressed. Chang Le is right. I am just lucky. If it weren't for Xiaoyu and the others protecting me, I would have died long ago."
Xiaoxiao combed Du Heng's long hair: "Chirp." That's not the case. Du Heng is the best Du Heng, and he deserves everyone's sincere treatment.
Xiaoxiao's comfort brought Du Heng some psychological comfort. He sniffed the warm sunshine scent on Xiaoxiao's body and said to himself: "I'll take a nap first. After a good sleep, I'll be a brave man again." Xiaoxiao chirped twice in support, and he closed his eyes first: "Chirp~"
As a result, in the middle of the night, Du Heng sat up with cold sweat: "Ah." He found that his clothes were all wet, and Xiaoxiao in his arms was gone. He thought that Xuan Yu had carried him to his room.
Xiaoyu's gentle voice came: "Did you have a nightmare?" As Xuan Yu's spiritual energy spread over his body, his sweaty clothes became dry and his sticky body became refreshed.
Du Heng turned over and leaned against Xuan Yu's arms: "Yeah, I dreamed about Xiao Cai and the others. Xiao Cai asked me how to make old duck soup, and I said I would write down the recipe for him. But when I finished writing the recipe, they fell off the cliff, and I woke up in shock."
Xuan Yu patted Du Heng's head in understanding: "You haven't seen many dangerous things in your cultivation so far, so you would feel uncomfortable if you suddenly saw a dead person." Du Heng reflected on himself: "Chang Le is right, I am lucky to have someone to protect me. If it weren't for you, I would be nothing."
Xuan Yu comforted him: "No, you are the one and only Du Heng. No one can compare to you."
Du Heng calmly analyzed: "I am already a cultivator in the Jindan stage. I am still Wen Qiong's disciple. I can definitely... be a little more arrogant and raise my attitude so that they won't bully me. But I always fail to do it. I am really useless."
Du Heng leaned on Xuan Yu's chest and continued to reflect: "If it weren't for Nan Nan and you guys today, I would have definitely failed. In fact, I should have been calmer and I could refute them one by one. However, when the onlookers talked about me, my mind went blank and I couldn't think of anything. Now think about it, I should have stood up and said a few words for myself. For example, I clearly knew that you put a lot of photo stones in the dining hall, but at the critical moment, I couldn't think of it."
Xuan Yu was still comforting him softly: "You just don't have enough experience. If it were someone else, they wouldn't do better than you." However, Xuan Yu and the others would rather Du Heng be a naive person forever than have him argue with the scholars to defend himself. If Du Heng really became that kind of person one day, it would only prove that the three of them had failed in their duties.
Du Heng listened to Xuan Yu's heartbeat: "In fact, their means of framing me were very crude. However, even with such a crude method, I still can't think of a way to resolve it when it happens to me."
Xuan Yu said slowly: "When faced with an emergency, many people are caught off guard. They came prepared, what can you do?"
Du Heng hesitated and said, "Although Chang Le and Wang Qingzhou have confessed their crimes, I always feel something is wrong, but I can't put my finger on it. You said, Chang Le is already the head chef of the main dining hall, and even if Zhu Dalong is undisciplined, he can't shake his position as the head chef. And Wang Qingzhou's motive is even stranger. Is he familiar with Chang Le? Is he going to bite me to death just because he saw that I was involved? The most important thing is, they all have a copy of "When" in their hands. Does everyone in Shenxu Palace have a copy of "When"?"
Du Heng elaborated on his analysis: "So I think someone is behind this. Do you think they really want to stir up conflict between the two sects?"
Du Heng thought that he was not very smart, which was evident from the fact that he often failed math exams. Even though he failed math, he studied computer science. No wonder he struggled every time he took an exam.
After Xuan Yu heard what Du Heng said, he stroked Du Heng's soft hair and said, "If you want to know whether they are trying to stir up trouble, you just need to think about the future. What will happen if they succeed in framing them this time?"
Du Heng thought for a moment and said, "First, Chang Le poisoned Xiao Cai and the others, and then Wang Qingzhou poisoned the duck soup pot. At least at noon I was controlled by the people in the Punishment Hall, so I won't poison other cultivators."
Xuan Yu said slowly:
"Yes, so if there is someone behind the scenes, he doesn't want to hurt the inner disciples of Shenxu Palace, nor does he want the people of the two sects to become enemies. If you fail to clear your grievances today, you will definitely not be able to run Yicantang. But because of Wen Qiong, the people of Shenxu Palace will not convict you, and this matter will be suppressed for the sake of the sect's face. But you definitely can't stay in Shenxu Palace, they will let Wen Qiong take you back to Dingkun Sect."
Du Heng felt a bit of a headache: "Why is he targeting me? Is it for the Fantasy Sky Pearl? He wants to drive me out of Shenxu Palace, and then attack me halfway and snatch the Fantasy Sky Pearl?" There are many people in Shenxu Palace, and it is difficult to attack, so should he let him leave?
Xuan Yu pondered for a moment: "I don't rule out this possibility, but I think there is another possibility. That is, they don't want you to stay in Shenxu Palace, or your presence makes them feel uneasy."
Du Heng was puzzled: "Why are they so uneasy? I am the one who is uneasy. I am just a cook, what's wrong with them?"
Xuan Yu kissed Du Heng's eyebrows and said, "Don't think about it. Let's deal with it as it happens. Let's temporarily close the dining hall. You are disturbed by what happened. I'm afraid other cultivators will not dare to come here in the near future."
Du Heng thought the same way: "When I was in middle school, something happened. There were two breakfast shops in a town, one doing good business and the other doing bad business. The shop with bad business poisoned the flour of the shop with good business one morning, and many students were poisoned to death. During that time, everyone in the breakfast shop was in danger, and my parents no longer dared to let me eat breakfast outside. As a cook, this is what I fear the most. I don't harm others, but others want to harm me..."
Xuan Yu hugged Du Heng tightly: "Don't be afraid, we are here with you, you don't have to worry." Du Heng leaned into Xuan Yu's arms: "I think I can't be too soft in the future. Well, I want to be as strong as Nan Nan and Xi Xi, and also be more stable like you. I can't lose my sense of proportion easily."
Xuan Yu smiled and kissed Du Heng: "I think you have done a good job." Whether it was when the village was besieged by monsters or when they were wandering with the three of them, Du Heng had never been as useless as he said. It was because of his existence that Xuan Yu and the others could be so united and powerful.
The next morning, Du Heng found a message written on a wooden sign at the door: The chef has been wronged, and the canteen will be temporarily closed.
The signature also has a doll curled up in a ball, which looks like the big-headed doll that Du Heng had previously drawn with syrup. However, this doll is much more beautiful than the one Du Heng drew, and it looks like Du Heng himself.
Needless to say, this must be the work of Nan Nan and Xi Xi. Du Heng smiled and said, "Do you want to change the reason? This reason doesn't seem too formal."
Aren't they usually just renovating a dining hall? Or are they closing down for renovation? They just said the chef was wronged... This reason made Du Heng feel like a petty temper, not very serious.
Jing Nan sat in a dining hall, flipping through a book in his hand nonchalantly. "You've been wronged, and you can't say anything? Who are you? You're Wen Qiong's direct disciple. If you were in Dingkun Sect, the whole sect would try to make you happy if you're unhappy. Shenxu Palace provoked you and you still want to greet them with a smile? Ha, do you really think you're the former outer sect disciple with menial tasks? Anyone can come and kick you? I'll wait here, waiting for those bastards to come and apologize. If the Ten Thousand Sects Conference is over and Shenxu Palace hasn't come to apologize, I'll tear down their Zhengyang Palace."
If this statement came from someone else, it would not be credible, but when it came from Jing Nan, it was extremely credible. When Jing Nan was easy to talk to, he was the cutest little fox in the world, and when he was not easy to talk to, he was the unreasonable old nine-tailed fox. And he was the kind of person who would keep his word. If he said he would overturn the Zhengyang Palace, he would not go to the wrong place.
Master Wen was lying on the rocking chair with a round cucumber slice on his face, humming: "If those two old guys don't solve this matter, Dingkun Sect and Shenxu Palace will never be well again. Let them do whatever they want."
Du Heng smiled and said, "Master is so domineering."
As he was speaking, Feng Gui chuckled and said, "As a dignified Sword Sect, you shouldn't be so ignorant. Just wait and see. They went back yesterday to prepare gifts and will definitely come today. Ah, look, they are here now."
I saw several streams of light flying from the southeast, and the people standing on the leading spirit sword were actually Wu Buping and Jiang Shangzhou.
Jing Nan asked in confusion: "Where has Su Zhan been? He dares to do something but not to take responsibility for it. He actually asked his junior brother to apologize." Feng Gui said: "Maybe he thinks that Jiang Shangzhou has a good relationship with us, so we won't bother with him."
Jing Nan snorted, "How naive! What good relationship can we have with Jiang Shangzhou?"
As they were talking, Wu Buping and Jiang Shangzhou had already landed in front of the dining hall. Jiang Shangzhou took two steps at a time and came to Du Heng: "Let me see, why are you so haggard?!"
Du Heng scratched his face awkwardly: "Are you okay?"
Jiang Shangzhou said angrily: "Those two bastards were so bold that they dared to slander you! I was not here yesterday. If I was here, I would have killed them!" Du Heng could only comfort him: "I'm fine, but I feel sorry for Xiao Cai and the others."
Wu Buping bowed to Wen Qiong and said, "Master Wen, are you making a facial mask?"
Wen Qiong smiled and stood up: "Yes, Elder Wu, do you want to try it? It's a pure natural mask, whitening and moisturizing. Yu Jing and Su Xian all said it's good after using it."
Wu Buping changed his image of a dignified elder from yesterday. He smiled and said, "No need. Today I am here to apologize to Sect Master Wen and Daoist Fellow Du Heng. Someone come."
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At Wu Buping's command, several monks behind him took out the storage bags from their sleeves. They saw a flash of light in front of the dining hall, and boxes wrapped in red silk were lined up from the entrance of the dining hall to under the ancient tree!
Seeing so many boxes, Du Heng was shocked: "Wow!"
Wu Buping bowed to Du Heng and said, "I am sorry for wronging you yesterday. I would like to apologize to you. Please consider the friendship between our two sects and make this matter a minor one."
Jiang Shangzhou whispered to Du Heng: "If you still feel unsatisfied, you can still ask for some more things. My senior brother came back from Pingcheng a while ago and got a lot of good stuff."
Du Heng silently gave Jiang Shangzhou a thumbs up: What a capable junior brother, he is really good at tricking his senior brother.
Jing Nan's eyes lit up as he scanned the place with his spiritual sense. Shenxu Palace was really generous. Among the gifts sent, there were several kinds of spiritual treasures that could not be bought outside! However, Jing Nan was not someone who was wronged, so he had no right to decide whether to accept or refuse.
Du Heng said softly, "It's all over, let's just forget about it. But Xiao Cai and Chef Zhu must be buried properly."
Elder Wu was a man who could scare a child to stop crying when he was majestic, and could roll smoothly down a slope when he was mellow. He cupped his hands and said, "Daoyou Du Heng is very righteous!"
Du Heng smiled and said, "Come to think of it, yesterday was not the first time that Wu Chang and I met." Wu Buping scratched his head and said, "Forgive me for my poor eyesight. I wonder where I have seen Daoyou Du before?"
Du Heng said: "When we were in Pingcheng before, we lived downstairs from you. You sent the waiter to pick up my food. Do you have any impression of me? I heard from the waiter that you are the great elder of Shenxu Palace..."
As soon as he finished speaking, Wu Buping stepped forward and held Du Heng's hand: "It turned out to be you! It was so hard for me to find you!"
Wu Buping has a little-known hobby, he likes eating. He is a VIP in all the major restaurants in Zhengyang City. He is considered a gourmet. He can tell whether a dish is good or not just by looking at it and smelling it.
Ever since he had eaten the food cooked by an unknown monk in Pingcheng, Wu Buping could not forget it, so much so that he kept thinking about the taste after returning to the sect. Even though people around him told him many times that there was a new chef in the dining hall and the food was especially delicious, he was not interested.
Wu Buping not only loves to eat, but also likes to cook. He held Du Heng's hand and started to discuss: "The steak we ate that day was wrapped in a layer of crispy fried food and tasted very delicious. I wonder how it was made?"
Du Heng also became interested: "Which dish do you like? I'll make it for you now?"
Wen Qiong scratched his cheek: "It's over, how did these two people come together?" Jiang Shangzhou was very depressed: "Du Heng, look at me, why are you looking at my senior brother? He is old and ugly..."
Jing Nan was in a very good mood while unpacking. After a while, several kinds of treasures appeared in his storage bag: "This is good, Xixi, come and help me pack it."
Xuan Yu stood at the entrance of the dining hall, but his eyes were looking towards the Lingbao Garden not far away. Just now he felt that the formation he had set up was triggered, and it seemed that the Beast Control Garden would soon be in turmoil.
It was rare for someone to be willing to discuss cooking with Du Heng, and within two sticks of incense, Wu Buping and Du Heng became close friends. Seeing Wu Buping squeezed next to the stove, Xiaoxiao was very dissatisfied, and he raised his neck and protested to Wu Buping several times.
As a result, Wu Buping, who did not understand bird language, thought Xiaoxiao was asking for petting, so he petted Xiaoxiao several times and said, "My dear brother, your bird is really well taken care of. I have heard about it from Xiaozhou a long time ago. It is indeed adorable when I see it today."
Du Heng said with a smile: "Xiaoxiao, go play with Taishu first. I'll call you when the snake steak is fried."
Xiaoxiao glared at Du Heng. This was too much. He forgot about his old love when he had a new one! He flapped his wings and strolled out of the dining hall. Forget it. He went to play with Tai Shuhong. Who doesn't have a new love these days?
As soon as Xiaoxiao walked under the old tree, he saw Yun Zhonghe and an old man walking towards the dining hall. The old man had a head full of white hair and a serious face. Xiaoxiao didn't like this old man very much. He ran towards the Beast Garden with a chirp. As expected, he still liked Tai Shuhong.
The old man that Yun Zhonghe brought was none other than Ning Pingxi, the master of Medicine King Valley. Ning Pingxi should be the person with the highest medical attainments in the world of human cultivation so far. Hearing that the mission disciple of the dining hall yesterday accurately said when the medicine would take effect, he couldn't help but come to see him no matter what.
As soon as he arrived at the entrance of the dining hall, he was dazzled by the boxes tied with red silk all over the floor. Jing Nan stood next to the boxes with a smile: "Hey, you're here."
Yun Zhonghe thought Jing Nan was talking to him, so he nodded: "Well, I'll bring Master to see you." As soon as he finished speaking, Yun Zhonghe found that his Master was trembling. He looked at Ning Pingxi suspiciously: "Master, what's wrong with you? This is the Daoist Nan Jing I told you about."
Ning Pingxi looked at Jing Nan as if he had seen a ghost, his eyes wide open. Ning Pingxi's throat made a crackling sound, as if there was a mouthful of phlegm stuck in his throat.
Jing Nan stepped forward and patted Ning Pingxi on the back: "Hey, when he gets old, he should just stay at home and stop wandering around. Look, he can't even breathe steadily."
Ning Pingxi suddenly gasped, and looked at Jing Nan in doubt: "Yes... yes..." Jing Nan narrowed his eyes: "I am Nan Jing, and I have some knowledge of medicine."
Yun Zhonghe always felt that this was not the first time his master met Nan Jing: "Master, do you know fellow Daoist Nan Jing?" Ning Pingxi nodded and shook his head, his eyes flickering: "Um... No, I don't know him."
Jing Nan narrowed his eyes and smiled: "Yes, it's our first meeting. You are Yun Zhonghe's master, right? Come on, come in, please, Xixi, make me a cup of tea."
Feng Gui walked out of the vegetable garden with a few cucumbers in his arms: "Oh, here they come."
Ning Pingxi's body was shaking even more violently, and he seemed to be about to faint. Jing Nan patted him on the back and said, "Oh, don't faint! The dining hall has just been hit by bad luck. If you faint here, we won't be able to explain ourselves."
Ning Pingxi took a few breaths to steady his breathing. He smiled and said, "I'm old, please don't be surprised, fellow Daoist." Yun Zhonghe looked at his master strangely. He could clearly feel that his master was very nervous after seeing Jing Nan. But was there respect and admiration in his nervousness?
In the kitchen, Du Heng was frying snake fillets. Wu Buping was watching from the side with his eyes shining: "Oh! That's the feeling!" Seeing Yun Zhonghe come in, Du Heng called him: "Senior Brother Yun, you're here."
Yun Zhonghe asked, "Didn't they say that the dining hall will not be open for meals?" Du Heng said, "Yes, it is not open for meals for the time being, but we have to eat."
Du Heng spotted Ning Pingxi behind Yun Zhonghe at a glance. He asked hesitantly, "Who is this?" Yun Zhonghe introduced, "My master, and also the master of Medicine King Valley."
After seeing Ning Pingxi's face clearly, Du Heng suddenly felt an indescribable panic. A picture appeared in front of him. A big hand stretched out from the void. A red chain appeared in this hand. The chain locked Du Heng's neck and dragged him forward. The face of the owner of the hand was Ning Pingxi.
Although it was the first time they met, Du Heng was terrified of people to the core.
Du Heng took a step back, and at this moment he just wanted to escape. His movements were too big, causing the snake steak that had just been taken out of the frying pan to fall back into the pan with a plop, and the splashing oil stained the four sides of the stove. Fortunately, Du Heng and his friends were no longer afraid of boiling oil, otherwise they would have been burned.
Wu Buping asked with concern: "Brother, what's wrong?" Du Heng quickly picked up the rag to cover up his gaffe: "Nothing... nothing."
Du Heng was so scared when he saw Ning Pingxi that he wanted to flee. When Ning Pingxi saw Du Heng, his expression was not much better. He saluted Jing Nan vaguely and said, "Fellow Daoist Nan Jing, I suddenly remembered that I have something important to do. Please allow me to visit you next time."
After saying this, Ning Pingxi fled out of the dining hall without even looking back, and even ignored Yun Zhonghe's call from behind. Yun Zhonghe was even more confused: "Master, what's wrong with you? Why are you acting so strangely in the dining hall?"
Du Heng breathed a sigh of relief. He was afraid that if Ning Pingxi stayed here any longer, he would be so scared that he would find a place to hide. The suffocating feeling brought by the sudden appearance of the scene had not dissipated yet. Du Heng reached out and touched his neck. He breathed a sigh of relief only after confirming that there was no chain.
Du Heng said to Wu Buping with emotion: "Is that the master of Medicine King Valley? He is so majestic."
Wu Buping said, "Is he majestic? Medical practitioners who save lives may all be like this. To be honest, although Valley Master Ning and I are both medical practitioners, we are not very close to him. But my second junior brother is his best friend."
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