Just when Ziqi was about to start shouting Yixiang, a man holding two chickens appeared in front of Ziqi, looking a little embarrassed. He was wearing a clean monk's suit and a few chicken feathers were stuck on his clothes. "Brother, you are so capable." Ziqi couldn't help but give a thumbs up, but the expression on his face was helpless and speechless. Yixiang frowned, narrowed his eyes slightly, and his slender eyes showed a trace of contempt. He went into the forest to look for two big fat wild pheasants.

"Would it be too pitiful?" Ziqi suddenly looked at the two pheasants in his hand with fear and panic expressions. They were wild and could only be caught at this time, and they were probably hated in their hearts, right? "The fish in the pond are also quite fat. It's better to grab one of them, and there is fish oil in the belly." Ziqi said, reaching out to catch the chicken. Yixiang raised his eyebrows, turned around and threw it hard, and the two chickens spread their wings and staggered in. Ziqi originally wanted to hug Yixiang, but when he saw the things on his clothes... he suddenly showed disgusting and disgusting on his face and retreated.

Yixiang glanced at her, then looked down and couldn't help but show a disgusting expression. Hey~ a dignified prince, handsome and elegant, was so desolate that he was so desolate that he was still catching chickens? And... he was still so embarrassed. Ziqi turned her head and covered her mouth and laughed secretly. In fact, she looked not bad, but she felt that she had something to do with the farmers, but the nobleness and the aura of the king did not disappear at this time.

At this time, Yixiang had already cooked everything and waited to enter the Zen room to enjoy it with Ziqi. Yixiang first chose a big fat fish in the dim twilight, took out the fat meat from the caesarean temple, steamed the oil from the pot in the temple, and then sprinkled a little of the washed and cut bamboo shoots into the pot, and then sprinkled some seasonings in the yard. At first, Ziqi was still holding him an oil lamp and candle, but finally he felt that there were mosquitoes running away. Yixiang could only look at it with his golden eyes, and finally finished it. The rice bowl of the temple was also very dirty, so he had to wash it and then serve it up. Unexpectedly, I really didn't expect that I had done all the work I had not done for more than ten years in the past few days. Not only did I feel annoyed, but I thought it was quite interesting.

"I really want you to be so tired." Ziqi saw Yixiang walking in with a large bowl of fragrant bamboo shoots, rubbing his palms, swallowing his saliva. He quickly flattered, but his eyes were staring at the large bowl of bamboo shoots. Yixiang looked at her covetous and expectant look, as if she was the wolf who had been hungry for several days and had not eaten meat. An unconsciously smile appeared on her face.

"I'm starting to move~" Ziqi closed her hands together, closed her eyes, and said sincerely and with a self-blame look on her face, she said to the solemn and holy word "Buddha" on the wall. After all, this is an extremely sacred temple. There has never been any killing in her daughter. Moreover, she has lived here for a few days. It is really a sin. Good, good, good. Ziqi couldn't help but feel a little afraid and blamed herself.

I am very afraid that this Buddha will really blame himself. If he can return to Chang'an safely in the future, I will come back and reorganize the temple and build a golden body for you. If you need it, I will find you a few Guanyin Bodhisattvas or... Zixia Fairy.

Ziqi thought about it and actually had a funny and evil thought. When Yixiang saw her smirk expression, she felt a little inexplicable premonition. This feeling told herself that she was thinking about some thoughts she shouldn't have, and that might happen.

"It's cold." Yixiang said, picking up the chopsticks and picking up the bamboo shoots and eating them loudly, making Ziqi think that he was eating them quickly. She opened her eyes and looked at Yixiang angrily. She also quickly picked up the chopsticks and ate them. The two of them started a battle to eat bamboo shoots on an old table. Ziqi had to secretly admire Yixiang's cooking skills, which was indeed good. Although it can't be said to be comparable to Rong Mama and Xiaoshuang, it is also full of color, fragrance and taste. Compared with it, she really has no skills.

Just as the meal was almost over, there was a deafening loud noise, and dust fell off the hanging beam of the Zen room, the table was slightly vibrating, and the chair sitting there felt that his butt was shifted a little. Yixiang showed confusion and displeasure, and a hint of worry, but his expression was calm. "What's going on?" Ziqi suddenly burped as soon as he finished speaking, but he still pretended to be calm. "Ha--" Ziqi quickly covered her mouth, but her body still trembled with the hiccups.

"You stay here first." Yixiang put his hand on Ziqi's shoulder, looking a little unhappy, but his tone was very firm. Ziqi didn't know why, but had to nod. Yixiang suddenly broke out, but looked back at the threshold and reluctantly looked again. Ziqi forced a smile, but she felt that something was about to happen in her heart. Buxiang was slowly approaching.

Yixiang looked for the place where the sound was just now, walked out of the bamboo forest, and went on the path. The dark night was filled with a heavy smell of earth, getting closer and closer. There was no light in the quiet mountains, and he could only rely on the soft moonlight of the moon to find the way. Suddenly, he felt that there were a few figures leaping across the mountain not far away, and the black figure quickly disappeared in front of him, and there was no time to catch up. But... how could there be a mountain in front of him? The road was not winding, and the road surface was only a few small pits. It should be a straight road. Yixiang lowered his eyes and thought about it. Finally, he walked slowly over, but Yixiang was not surprised at everything in front of him, and hummed softly.

"Don't let go back to Chang'an? Blast the mountains? Can you block them for a few days and for a lifetime?" Yixiang said with a sarcastic expression at the pile of tall mud mountains. Suddenly, several more figures flew over quickly, and the black figures flew over quickly. Yixiang suddenly felt trapped and quickly turned back to look at the temple. There was a trace of fire. "Damn it."
Chapter completed!