This scene is really difficult to explain, but because of Feng Buye's silence, the superficial harmony was strangely maintained.

An hour later, when Zhuchen sat around the fire with everyone, her head was still numb. The accompanying senior brother Huai Xie also looked in a daze.

Liang Hongluo and Feng Buye sat opposite each other, one with his arms folded across his chest, the other with unsquinted eyes, both looking at him with unkind expressions.

Ah Tu was half lying on his back, crouching low under Feng Buye's pressure.

Only the junior brother and Liao Lioyun seemed not to notice the embarrassment here. They sat aside with high spirits, rubbing their hands and staring closely at the bamboo pole stuffed with food in front of them.

The debris in the fire crackled as it burned, and the blue-red flames grew higher and higher as Zhuchen and Huaixie continued to add firewood, and the top reached straight into the sky.

The white smoke wrapped in the aroma spread out in all directions. Zhuchen raised his hand and wiped his face with his sleeves. He felt that his skin had been dried by the residual heat of the fire, and his cheeks were even redder.

Not long after, the only junior brother who was still obsessed with bamboo tube rice reminded her: "Senior sister, the end of your roast seems to be ready."

Suddenly all eyes drifted over.

Zhuchen hurriedly put down the bamboo, and with the help of his junior brother, poured out a bowl of rice.

Chopped bacon cubes are mixed with vegetables into the rice. The fat in the meat has melted in the high temperature, wrapping the plump rice and blending into a unique aroma.

Zhuchen thought for a moment and handed it to Feng Buye with both hands respectfully.

"Master, you eat first."

Feng Buye looked around. Everyone looked away and pretended to look around naturally.

He lowered his head, and his sharp-jointed, porcelain-white hands held the wooden bowl and pushed it back a little.

"You guys eat it."

Zhuchen smiled and said: "Master, didn't you say you wanted to have dinner together? Then try my cooking. It's really delicious."

What Feng Buye dislikes the most is having people stare at him while he is eating, making every move he makes uncomfortable, especially when there is someone opposite him that he hates very much. His dark pupils slowly turned, and finally focused on Feng Changyin.

"Chang Yin." Feng Buye finally remembered his little apprentice and asked with concern, "Are you hungry?"

The younger brother nodded vigorously.

Feng Buye handed the bowl over. The younger junior brother was flattered and pretended to push it away twice. Seeing that everyone had no appetite, he happily brought it over.

Liao Lioyun stood on tiptoes and looked into his bowl, with saliva dripping from her mouth. The junior brother held her in his arms and hugged her, wanting to share this mouthful of rice with his revolutionary comrades.

"Liao Lioyun doesn't like such oily rice, right?" Zhuchen stopped him and said, "There is bamboo tube rice without fat in the back. I will serve her another bowl later. You can eat this yourself."

Liao Liuyun screamed in disappointment, raised her hands to touch her two buns, and leaned weakly on Feng Changyin's body, turning into an idle cloud that had lost its dream.

Zhuchen had already served the second bowl of rice and served it to Feng Buyi again.

Liang Hongluo was playing with chopsticks in his hand, with his fingertips on the wooden body, looking at them with a faint look in his eyes, and a slightly evil smile.

Feng Buye looked at him for a while, continued to push the wooden bowl back, and said politely: "I'm not hungry, you can eat earlier. After you finish eating, come with me to practice. Don't always sit with some people who don't know the world."

Together."

Huai Xie: “……??”

He is a eldest disciple, which makes him a half-disciple.

Master was not like this before.

Liang Hongluo sneered and said: "Fellow Taoist Zhuchen seems to be quite honest. Fortunately, he has not received the teacher's training, otherwise his words would be so weird that it would make people unable to eat."

Zhuchen: "..."

Coming, coming!

Ah Tu saw that they were deadlocked in place, and the bowl of rice poured out from the bamboo tube was ignored, and was about to lose its heat, so he cried out in anxiety.

As I listened to it keep saying "Give me" and "Give me" every morning, I couldn't help but get angrier.

You're just a chicken, so don't join in the fun across species. Didn't you see what's going on here? What should I do if the show collapses?

Liang Hongluo leaned forward, picked up the bamboo pole lying on the ground, and poured the remaining rice into the plate.

Some of the ingredients were stuffed by my junior brother, and Zhuchen didn't know he had put them down. When Liang Hongluo used the wind to push out the rice inside, a peeled round egg rolled down.

Zhuchen was still holding the bowl of rice stupidly, but Liang Hongluo had already pinched it with two fingers, flattened the ends of the chopsticks on the ground, and put the eggs into her bowl.

"Fellow Taoist Zhuchen, you have worked hard recently, please eat more."

He spoke familiarly and deliberately showed that he was close to her, but the smile in his eyes was not so innocent, and his peripheral vision was still drifting in the direction of Feng Buye.

"Eggs nourish the body, which is what the people want."

Zhuchen was startled. Naturally, he didn't dare to eat the food in the bowl. He didn't even dare to turn his head to look at Feng Buye's face. He could only look at Huai Xie for help.

She didn't want to be grateful, but her eyes were even more desperate than hers. There were too many pleas written in her sad eyes, telling her not to let the two of them fight again.

Zhuchen felt that his ability to carry water had been severely challenged, and it was time to attack head on.

With lightning speed, she threw the white and tender egg, which looked like a bomb, into the little junior brother's bowl.

Feng Changyin raised his head in confusion and enthusiastically poured rice into his bowl early in the morning. He said with the kindness of an elder: "Little junior brother, eat more. You don't know that you have lost weight recently. Senior sister looks so distressed.

."

Feng Changyin felt very happy about this inexplicable favor, thanked her, and poured into the remaining half bowl of rice with even greater emotion.

Feng Buye lowered his head and looked at the chopsticks in front of him, realizing that he had never cared about his disciples like this before, and the distance between him and them was always too distant.

Perhaps it is precisely this that gives a villain like Liang Hongluo an opportunity to charm everyone.

Doesn’t he just have a clever mouth?

Feng Buye raised his chopsticks and served all three of his apprentices with great solemnity.

Zhuchen and Huai Xie's bodies were shaken, and they felt that the bowl in their hands instantly became heavier than 1,000 pounds. It was a weight that they could not bear.

Feng Changyin said loudly and loudly: "Thank you, Master!"

He is indeed the most beloved disciple! The more time passes, the clearer it becomes!

Feng Buye nodded and expressed his care euphemistically: "Eat more."

He handed the remaining egg to Zhuchen and held it down without any doubt.

"It's been really hard lately."

Liang Hongluo's lips twitched, feeling that their master and disciples... were not normal.

Everyone was frightened after eating this meal.

After Feng Buye packed his things in Zhuchen and prepared to go back to the house, he stood up and turned around silently to leave.

Beside the fire, only Liang Hongluo and Huai Xie were left thinking about life.

The moonlight quietly climbed up the treetops, and the people who were walking outside went home. In the night breeze, the two young men who had been sitting upright for a long time finally couldn't hold back and spoke to break the silence around them.

Liang Hongluo asked carefully: "Thank you, fellow Taoist, your master, and your junior sister..."

Huai Xie's face turned pale and he said first, "They have nothing to do with each other!"

Liang Hongluo: "Ah?"

Huai Xie felt he had made a mistake and quickly added: "Except for the master-disciple relationship!"

Liang Hongluo pursed his lips and turned back without knowing why.

After a while, Huai Xie seemed to be unable to let go. He opened a pair of bloodshot eyes and asked again: "What do you think?"

Liang Hongluo raised his eyebrows: "What?"

He was about to say thanks but stopped, with a sad look on his face, and finally shook his head and said: "It's nothing."

Liang Hongluo: "..."

That night, Liang Hongluo couldn't sleep.

Chao Wen is a bunch of freaks here, and they are still contagious. Just one night, even the normal pregnancy has changed.

Huai Xie also suffered from insomnia.

His master and junior sister seemed to have changed, and they always made him feel something was wrong, but he didn't know if he had too dirty thoughts.

Feng Buye also suffered from insomnia.

He stood in front of the bamboo window and stared at a small building in the distance, his eyes full of caution.

Only the sound of sleeping snores could be heard from the room next door where Feng Changyin was sounding.

These past two days, I have always felt that I was not having a great time in the morning, or should I say, I was exhausted mentally and physically.

Liang Hongluo and Feng Buye frequently appeared around her, and as soon as they appeared, they began to secretly compete with each other.

Liang Hongluo clearly knew that Feng Buye was concerned about him, so he deliberately approached Zhuchen.

He is also not afraid of death. He obviously can't defeat Feng Buye, but he still enjoys doing such dangerous things. He doesn't know where the courage comes from.

Dai Zhuchen knew what was right and only talked to her a few times in private. Zhuchen wanted to use his telescope several times to test it again, but unfortunately Liang Hongluo was deep in thought and couldn't hear the key.

Feng Buye's reason was: "I don't want to stop you from doing anything, I just hope you don't slack off in your daily practice. After all, you are my disciple."

Is this the freedom that comes from Master?
To be continued...