"Yun Lang, I'm afraid that Zhijing Cave Heaven also knows what the level of the students in Jiangyun Cave are. It is very likely that you will make you gangsters and finally go home."

The little fox rarely expressed his insightful opinions.

"Liangmei, wash it quickly."

"Here's here, come, sister Fusi~"

After blanching the meat, Long Fushi cut the ingredients again, as if he was about to start cooking.

"Hey, yes, although I don't know what the situation is in other caves, look at the disciples of Jiangyun Cave, there are almost no regular shapes along the way, and there is not even a standard disciple's uniform..."

The young master was still trying to complain, but A Lian's nose moved, and his brow suddenly frowned. Then, an extremely charming and sexy female voice came in from outside the door.

"Oh~ This guy just entered school, so he looked down on us old students so much?"

"Master!"

Qingyun's heart sank. He had never encountered a monk who could hide from his five senses before in the realm of concentration!

Looking at the girl, she saw that her face was charming, with thick makeup, and a light pink gauze dress that seemed loose, but it was so plump that it seemed to be dripping honey, wrapped to the fullest.

It is definitely a stunner who can instantly make any opposite sex feel restless.

After seeing her, Qingyun's expression suddenly became stagnant, and her eyes were almost unblinking, making A Lian and Long Fushi slapped their mouths at the same time.

"Qingyun..."

"Yun Lang!!!"

Even two calls and even dragon poems used the confusion sound, but they were unable to pull Qingyun back to their senses from the sluggishness.

When this woman saw Qingyun, she kept giggling. When she was about to examine the two beautiful cooks, the expression on her face was exactly the same as Qingyun.

"Good guy, I said, brother, you decorated this dormitory so lushly and fragrantly, just like a woman's boudoir. Is this here to practice or be romantic?"

The charming woman's voice was sweeter than a dragon's poem. She leaned against the door frame and her shoulders were slightly exposed. She stared at Qingyun and asked with graceful posture.

"I…"

When he saw her, Qingyun seemed to have lost his soul and hesitated like a mute.

A Lian smashed the vegetables into the water angrily, and the water splashed on his face. Only then did the young master wake up from his loss of consciousness.

"Why, when I see my sister, I can't even speak?"

"What's the point of doing this fellow Taoist?"

The rich aroma of powder on the other party seemed to be able to overwhelm the delicious food of Long Fusi. Although she was asking, her hands were cooking without stopping for a moment.

"Ah, there is a new neighbor here, so you can't just say hello without saying a word, right? Besides, your skills are so good that you have hooked me from afar!"

"Excessive award."

Long Fushi still smiled reservedly and then turned his eyes to Qingyun.

"This guy, do you welcome me to have a meal?"

“Not welcome!”

"welcome!"

A Lian grinned and refused, but Qingyun nodded as if a chicken pecked at the rice without saying a word.

"Yun Lang! You!"

There was another giggle, and the woman was not polite. She sat next to Qingyun, holding her jaw with one hand, and asked curiously:

"Brother, what's your name?"

"Qingyun."

"Qingyun? It seems that I have heard of it somewhere. My name is Yan Jiu, you can call me Jiuer or Ajiu!"

"Jiuer..."

"Hey~ I'm so obedient. Sister, I'll live in the room at the end of the left. If I miss me, I'll wait for you there tonight."

"good…"

Even the best-tempered Long Fusi increased the strength of cooking, and the woman named Yan Jiu also noticed Qingyun's unusual attitude.

"These two women are not much inferior to her back then. Is this kid unreasonable to complain to me?"

Just as he was wondering, Yan Jiu suddenly put away his original charming smile and turned to look out the door.

"It's really rare. How could you have the pleasure of leaving the seclusion today?"

Looking in the sound, a monk with bandages wrapped around his face and hands, only revealing his starry eyes and mouth was also standing quietly at the door.

This man dressed very simple, wearing an ordinary blue shirt that was somewhat similar to Qingyun. The hat on his head seemed to be used to cover up his face wrapped in bandages.

“It smells very good.”

His voice sounded very hoarse, like an over-roar or a smoky voice.

"You are talking about me~"

After hearing this, Yan Jiu's face turned slightly red. I don't know if he was really shy.

"vegetable."

Seeing Qingyun still staring at Yan Jiu, Long Fushi had to take a deep breath, suppressing the jealousy in his heart, and asked softly:

"Is this fellow Taoist?"

"Fang Cihang."

As if Fang Cihang, who was seriously burned, took off the hat he wore and bowed to Qingyun and the other two very politely.

"You don't want to come and have a free meal, right?"

A Lian asked angrily.

“That’s right.”

The man named Fang Cihang did not seem to feel ashamed at all. Of course, it was also possible that his face wrapped in bandages made people unable to see his expression.

"You are so kind."

The little fox was completely speechless.

"Tsk, he's just like that, his mouth is under his intestines."

Puff ~

"Then he pulled it quite quickly."

Yan Jiu's teasing made A Lian laugh, but Fang Cihang was not angry at all. He glanced at Qingyun, who looked like Brother Zhu, and then asked Long Fushi:

"Dare to ask Mrs...."

“Welcome the same.”

With a madam, Long Fushi's face suddenly burst into laughter. Fang Cihang agreed before he finished speaking.

"Hey, I said, which eye did you see that she was a wife? Why didn't you ask me?"

"That second lady..."

"I kill you!"

Since Long Fushi followed her, the little fox seemed to have become a follower everywhere, and the word "2" mentioned by Fang Cihang made her almost go crazy.

"Liangmei..."

However, after glanced at the iron rice bowl that was still smiling, the greedy A Lian had to admit defeat and regard the fruits and vegetables as blind Fang Cihang.

"Come in and sit, don't stand at the door."

"Thank you, Madam."

Fang Cihang hugged his fists, and A Lian vomited blood.

I don’t know whether it was because of the number of people, or because Fang Cihang’s voice made Long Fushi feel particularly good, and his cooking speed became much faster. The fiery red cloak and the green and yellow apron looked particularly contrasting.

But for some reason, since Yan Jiu came in, Long Fushi felt that the temperature in the room seemed to have dropped a little, which made her unable to use her spiritual power to activate the earth fire and speed up the stewing speed.

"Where does the guy live?"

The two of them seemed a little embarrassed when they came uninvited to have a meal. Yan Jiu first smiled and almost started to get a smile.

"My family lives in Liangzhou and I come to study on behalf of Baizhen City. I don't know the two..."

"Sister, I am from Yunzhou, and this dead ghost comes from Kuji City in the north of Jingzhou."

"Yunzhou..."

Hearing the word Yunzhou, Qingyun took a deep breath, as if he had finally taken back his soul from the charming Yan Jiu.

"My sister Lian, I'm just here for the first time, why don't you serve tea to your two seniors?"

"I?"

"Why do you come and cook?"
To be continued...