this……

What did this table order?

The young servant was completely bewildered. He checked again and again and found no problem... Then he looked at the monk who had just thanked him for saving his life, and the young servant was completely confused.

This is a god-given chicken and duck! Can you tell me that a few bowls of free noodle soup saved your life?

What are nutritious foods?

In Taoism, there is only one kind of spirit!

It’s not that these chickens and ducks have become spirits or monsters... but that they are raised by feeding on spiritual herbs.

Of course, spiritual herbs are also divided into high-quality and low-quality ones. This kind of spiritual herbs used to feed chickens and ducks can be eaten by ordinary people. It is a tonic on the common people's table, but it is used by wealthy people to feed chickens and ducks as meals.

Of course, the price is also ridiculously expensive.

For an ordinary table of fish and meat, one spirit coin is enough, but these two dishes require ten spirit coins!

Jiangbei didn’t expect it to be so expensive!

After the servant confirmed it...he just thought it was the bad taste of the big shot.

He was just wondering, is it really that serious... How difficult must it be to make a monk starve to death?

He shook his head secretly, put down the dish respectfully, and went back to serving the dishes.

Wait until the dishes are served.

Jiang Bei was ready to eat. He paused and asked, "Brother Lu, why haven't you started eating yet?"

"I……"

Lu Chusheng felt so depressed!

I should have known what kind of noodle soup he was drinking!

You won’t die of starvation if you stay hungry for a while longer!

Because he had been hungry for too long, Lu Chusheng couldn't even use his skills! Now he had to digest it slowly... It was just like a person who didn't want to do anything after eating.

But he couldn't eat anything!

"Brother Lu, you don't want to eat?" Jiang Bei put down his chopsticks, a little puzzled.

Lu Chusheng was filled with regret!

God knows what these magical chickens and ducks placed in front of him mean!

If it was placed in front of him an hour ago, he would have drooled all over the floor!

But now, let alone eating it, just looking at it makes me feel nauseous... I am now enjoying the noodle soup.

"No, I'm not going to eat anymore... The store just gave me a lot of free noodle soup, and I thought you wouldn't come back."

Lu Chusheng said with great difficulty.

Jiang Bei was stunned for a moment and shook his head helplessly. This Lu Chusheng was really...very honest.

How can you say such an embarrassing thing?

Jiangbei expressed his admiration!

"Brother..."

At this time, Lu Chusheng spoke again, feeling extremely embarrassed.

"My name is Jiang Bei." Jiang Bei gave a simple self-introduction. When King Wen came back, his name would not be a secret.

At best, his strength at the Mingshen realm would attract some attention, but there were many geniuses in this sect.

His origins are what outsiders should not know!

"Brother Jiang..."

Jiang Bei nodded slightly, but Lu Chusheng seemed to realize something and waved his hands repeatedly, saying, "Brother Jiang, please don't misunderstand me. I am very grateful that you can come back and treat me to such a big meal."

"If... you had come earlier, you would be my savior, but unfortunately... my life was saved by someone else." Lu Chusheng said seriously.

Jiang Bei: “…”

This kid is really surprising every time he speaks.

"I see." Jiang Bei nodded seriously without saying anything more. He thought for a moment before asking, "So... Brother Lu, are you not going to eat?"

Lu Chusheng, who looked very serious, was suddenly choked... He wanted to eat too!

Seeing this, Jiang Bei nodded.

Then pick up your chopsticks and start eating.

I have to say.

The chickens and ducks fed with magical herbs are really fragrant!

He is showing off by himself!

Seeing that half of the chicken was about to be eaten... Lu Chusheng finally couldn't bear it anymore.

"Brother Jiang! Can you..."

Jiang Bei raised his head.

"I'm not asking to borrow money... I'm wondering... can you leave some for me? I don't have any food to eat tomorrow, so I want to pack something up..." Lu Chusheng said in a low voice.

“…”

Jiang Bei silently put down the half chicken and nodded.

He really didn't expect that this young monk would be so difficult.

But the other party didn't ask for money again, so there was no need for him to rush to ask. The money was not easy to come by!

Under Lu Chusheng's complicated gaze, Jiang Bei's claws reached out to the roasted duck.

Lu Chusheng sighed silently and slowly closed his eyes.

…

"Hey? Isn't this a land beast?"

At this moment, an extremely discordant and sarcastic voice came from behind.

"You beast Lu, you came out of Tianji Sect and ended up like this? You can only watch others eat? Tsk, why don't you beg me? I don't mind buying you two bowls of noodle soup."

“Hahahahahaha!”

“…”

Jiang Bei didn't even raise his head, he picked up the magical duck and started tearing the duck legs.

On the contrary, Lu Chusheng, who had just been staring at Jiang Bei's movements, suddenly tensed up all over.

Anger, fear... and other emotions flashed in his eyes, and his gaze was frozen.

His neck was very stiff and he turned his head silently.

"Leng Jie, why are you here?" Lu Chusheng couldn't stop trembling the moment he saw the other person.

At this time, the young man called Leng Jie turned his gaze to Jiang Bei who was still tearing the duck meat slowly.

This is a spirit duck... Although five spirit coins for one duck is nothing to him... But for a cultivator, if he is willing to spend this kind of money, he must have a strong background.

"I am the Holy Son of the Tianji Sect, Leng Jie. I wonder if you are..."

Leng Jie took the initiative to speak and was quite polite.

When communicating with people with such backgrounds, you must avoid conflicts, as it is easy to end up in a disaster.

"Huh?" Jiang Bei looked up, visibly stunned.

What the hell?

"Are you the Holy Son of the Tianji Sect?"

"That's right." Leng Jie nodded.

“…”

Jiang Bei gradually frowned. How come the Tianji Sect produced two saint sons?

Generally speaking.

There will be a holy son and a holy daughter in every sect.

As the future grand elder and heir to the chief of the cabinet, if it is not a family clan sect, the position of the sect leader may also be inherited by an extremely powerful saint son.

For example, Gu Shiya, although she is the daughter of the leader of Qingshan Sect, she is not a saint.

The Holy Son and Holy Daughter are usually the most gifted among the younger generation of the sect.

There is no such thing as parallel!

Many sects would rather not establish a Holy Son than to raise a big figure among the sects in order to avoid embarrassment.

Therefore, one of Lu Chusheng and Leng Jie must have lied.

Seeing this, Leng Jie was also a little confused. Why are you frowning when you hear my identity?

Normally, if someone heard my identity, they would definitely try to make friends with me politely...

But the other party's reaction...

Is there something wrong with the way it is opened?

Leng Jie's heart suddenly skipped a beat.

Could it be that he has a grudge against the Tianji Sect? And could the reason for his frown be that... he wants to deal with me, but it is difficult to do so in the city?

The officers and soldiers of the provincial government and the people of Prince Wen’s palace are not vegetarians!

Is that why you are so confused?

No matter what the situation is, this person's reaction is completely different from what I expected!

However, he didn't come here to make friends this time!

Leng Jie snorted in his heart.

Then he looked at Lu Chusheng.

"Mr. Lu, I didn't expect that after not seeing you for such a long time, you have become someone's lackey? Hahaha!"

"You..." Lu Chusheng wanted to stand up, but he had really eaten too much noodle soup.

Then I felt a little regretful, I should have been more aggressive just now!

Just spray it on his face! If it doesn't kill him, it will disgust him to death!

"I wonder how long you can escape?" Leng Jie lowered his voice, "In the Holy Land Trial in a month, you will die in my hands!"

After saying that, Leng Jie turned around and left, and before leaving he gave Jiang Bei a deep look.

As for Lu Chusheng, he slumped in the chair as if his soul had been taken away.