I am the master of food up in the world of comprehension

Chapter 12

Xia Jinghan came to a stone room. The last time he retreated here was a hundred years ago. At that time, he almost broke through the seventh floor of the cave and entered the Mahayana realm. If it wasn't for the sudden news of Shi Ran's death...

When he saw the dim teacher Cheng Yujue on the other side, he suddenly felt that the "Tao" he had been searching for since birth was meaningless.

It was also at that moment that he realized how important Shi Ran was to him.The kind of friendship that surpassed ordinary master and apprentice aroused turbulent waves in his calm heart.

Cracks appeared in his mood, and he was only half a step away from going mad.

Fortunately, when he still had the last shred of reason, he used his best mind control technique to block his memory about Shi Ran.

From then on, Shi Ran was just a name.

He knew he was his dead disciple, his only disciple, nothing more.

Those inexplicable feelings were sealed together with the contact between the two, he thought, he could try to destroy that memory, but he didn't.

When he saw Lin Mo, the sealed memory faintly loosened, and he could recall everything with just a little clue.The conversation between Ling Bingyue and Lin Mo under the tree gave him a clue.

Even after a hundred years, his appearance was different, but Xia Jinghan recognized him at a glance.

To his surprise, there were ripples in the lake of his heart, but there were no turbulent waves as expected.The so-called tribulation of love seems to have passed, and he also faintly showed signs of breaking through the seventh floor of the cave.

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"Hey, I said Fatty Liu, it's fine if you come here to eat and drink by yourself, and you brought your apprentice along!" Liu Rumeng held a red silk and set up moves, showing no courtesy to Liu Changsheng.

Liu Changsheng smiled and said: "You master and apprentice have occupied Lin Xiaoyou for several months, so you are not allowed to take advantage of us, master and apprentice?!"

Yin Hanxing stood behind Liu Changsheng with his hands behind his back. He was not interested in the argument between the two disrespectful heads, and his eyes were fixed on Lin Mo who was busy in the kitchen.

To be honest, the feeling of being stared at by Yin Hanxing was really not good. Lin Mo felt a thorn in his back, and he always found it strange that Yin Hanxing was friendly to him and others, but he just didn't want to get close to him.

Lin Mo brought the newly baked pancakes that were as clear and soft as rice paper to the table, and served with shredded potatoes and fried pork to make a nostalgic delicacy.

Xu Wanling took a deep breath and said, "It smells so good, how do I eat this?"

"Eat it in rolls." This is a home-cooked dish in Lin Mo's hometown on Earth. Lin Mo, who has no special feelings for his hometown, suddenly feels a little homesick.

Xia Jinghan has been in retreat for six months. Since the day he retreated, Liu Rumeng and Xu Wanling have lived in Yuheng Peak. The name is to take care of and protect Lin Mo, but in Lin Mo's view, the two are just for Justifiably, I found a reason to rub my rice.

"Hey, Han Xing. You see, your Uncle Xia is here with beautiful mountains and rivers and abundant spiritual energy. It is a good place for cultivation. Why don't we stay here, and it won't be too late to go back when your Uncle Xia returns from retreat!"

"Heh, I said you are so shameless, fat man?! What qualifications do you have to stay here?!" Liu Rumeng danced out the red silk, as if she wanted to fight Liu Changsheng.

Lin Mo hurriedly stood between the two of them and shouted, "Okay, one person will have [-] spirit stones per day!"

Several people froze when they heard this.

Liu Rumeng raised her eyebrows: "What? [-] spirit stones? The first month's offering of my majestic Yaoguang Peak is only [-] spirit stones. I said, Ah Mo, you are familiar! You and Xia Bingshan are in a daze! Has it become as ruthless as him after a long time?"

"Yes, Lin Xiaoyou, we are old acquaintances, and we have common hobbies. I live here and we can learn cooking skills. Why don't you charge a little less, one hundred spirit stones a day?" Liu Changsheng chose to stand in the willow Dreamy side.

"One thousand a day."

"...Can it be cheaper?"

"No, leave if you don't hand in the spirit stone!"

"Okay, deal!"

In the end, under the persuasion of the two old fritters, Lin Mo offered a discount for the four of them. Liu Rumeng and Xu Wanling received a total of [-] spirit stones, as did Liu Changsheng and Yin Hanxing.

"By the way, Lin Mo, what do you need so many spirit stones for?" Xu Wanling asked with a smile while twisting her hair.

Lin Mo shrugged: "I can't let you take advantage of it for nothing, right?!"

Everyone: "..."

Lin Mo has been very uneasy recently. He always feels that the apocalypse is lingering in the whole cultivation world. Although if the apocalypse really comes, it may be useless to ask for so many spirit stones, but at the last moment, there may be a chance to exchange for one. Where is the boat ticket for Zhang Promise Ark!

In short, when you don’t know what to do, saving money is always right!

At night, Lin Mo slept very lightly, and suddenly heard light footsteps coming from outside the house. Lin Mo put on his robe, opened the door quietly, and saw a slender figure lying on the ground, as if under the pear tree looking for something.

"Master Ling, what are you doing in the middle of the night?" Lin Mo looked puzzled at Ling Bingyue who was digging.

"Uh... looking for the wine that your master buried in the ground!" Ling Bingyue kept her hands and finally dug out three small khaki wine jars.

"Come on, come and taste your master's brewed Lihuabai!" Ling Bingyue shouted excitedly.

"He's not my master." Lin Mo muttered as he walked.He and Xia Jinghan are indeed not masters and apprentices. He has never worshiped Xia Jinghan as his teacher, and he has always called Xia Jinghan the slightly unfamiliar "Xia Shouzuo".

Ling Bingyue was stunned, and said with a smile: "Don't be surprised, I must be old, and I always unconsciously regard you as Shi Ran."

Lin Mo smiled, calmed down, and said, "Xia Shouzuo can still make wine?"

Ling Bingyue nodded: "Shi Ran likes to have a few drinks when he has nothing to do. He and I are drinking friends, but Jing Han's wine has always been only given to him. I even think that Jing Han makes wine just for him. "

Lin Mo smiled wryly: "People are gone, but the wine is still here." Lin Mo was fortunate that Xia Jinghan was not here, otherwise, he wondered if he would miss others when he saw things.

"Yes," Ling Bingyue raised the wine jar in her hand, "There are only three jars of a hundred-year-old wine, do you want to try it?"

Lin Mo hesitated, picked up a jug of wine: "Give me a jug first, I'll drink it another day."

After returning to the room, the loss in Lin Mo's heart became more and more intense.He lay back on the bed, but couldn't fall back asleep.

So, he got up and opened the mud seal of the wine jar, and poured himself a glass of wine.The clear wine has a delicate fragrance of pear blossoms. It is slightly astringent at the beginning of the mouth, and then the sweet fragrance spreads throughout the mouth, and then all the sweet fragrance disappears, leaving only a touch of bitterness.The most amazing thing is that there is sweetness at the end, a touch of sweetness and the fragrance of pear blossoms.

A ruthless person like Xia Jinghan can brew such a rich wine. Lin Mo smiled and drank one cup after another, and quickly finished the jar of wine.Opening the door, he wanted to ask Ling Bingyue for another altar.

But there was no one in the yard, presumably Ling Bingyue came late at night just to find wine, and went back after getting the wine.

He stood in the yard for a long time, looking at the bright moon in the sky, he suddenly had a thought that surprised him - he missed Xia Jinghan very much.

"Friend Daoist Lin, are you still awake at this late hour?"

Yin Hanxing's voice came from behind, Lin Mo turned around, and the handsome man in the neat Taoist robe smiled at him.

"Didn't you sleep either?"

"I have something I want to tell Fellow Daoist Lin, and it's just right that Fellow Daoist Lin didn't sleep."

"What's the matter?" Lin Mo was puzzled.

Yin Hanxing untied the long sword behind him and handed it to Lin Mo. The long sword was wrapped in black cloth except for the hilt.

When Lin Mo took the sword, he clearly heard the long sword making a whimpering cry.

Lin Mo's hands trembled, and a white light flashed in front of his eyes. For a moment, he seemed to have fallen into the clouds, and everything around him disappeared...

"How is your side?" Yin Hanxing asked Liu Changsheng, who had just arrived in the courtyard, holding the unconscious Lin Mo in his arms.

"It went well. Neither Liu Rumeng nor Xu Wanling had any defense against me."

"Where's Ling Bingyue?"

"Don't worry, the tracking symbol I released shows that Ling Bingyue has returned to Fengming Mountain. She doesn't know that we are going to do something."

"Okay." Yin Hanxing looked at Lin Mo who was leaning against him, with a gratified smile on his face, "I will take this person away."

"What about the 'Nineteen Transformations of Hell' technique?" Liu Changsheng's face was gloomy, completely devoid of his usual amiability.

Yin Hanxing sneered, summoned a jade slip and threw it at Liu Changsheng.

Liu Changsheng took a few glances, his expression relaxed a little.

Yin Hanxing embraced Lin Mo, and his figure disappeared without a trace in an instant.

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Lin Mo woke up in a severe dizziness, looked around, and found that everything was very strange. There was an ever-burning lamp in the dim room, and a strange spice was burning in the strangely shaped incense burner on the table. completely different.

The most striking thing is the murals on the surrounding walls, even the roof.The colors of the murals are magnificent and complicated, and they seem to be portraits of some pagan gods and demons.

An ominous premonition rose in Lin Mo's heart. He was almost sure that he was no longer in Changqi Mountain, but in a certain evil sect.

"You're awake." Yin Hanxing appeared in the room at some point, looking at him with a pair of beautiful and bright eyes.

Lin Mo still remembered the scene before he lost consciousness. He remembered that Yin Hanxing took out a long sword to show him, and then he didn't know anything. It seemed that he was caught at that moment.

"What are you going to do?" Lin Mo asked.

"Well, I just want to meet you. After all, we are old friends." There was a lazy smile in Yin Hanxing's voice, and he was completely different from when he was in Changqi Mountain.

Lin Mo didn't care to think about the deep meaning in his words: "So you colluded with the Demon Sect, or did you mean that you were originally a member of the Demon Sect and came to Changqi Mountain as an insider?"

Yin Hanxing smiled, walked slowly towards Lin Mo, and sat down by the bed.

Lin Mo tried to use his spiritual power, but it was in vain. The spiritual power in his body seemed to have completely disappeared.Not to mention spiritual power, he doesn't even have physical strength now, he can't use any strength in his body, not to mention a cultivator, even a mortal can't beat him.

Yin Hanxing seemed to see through his thoughts, and said with a smile, "Don't worry, I won't kill you."

"What exactly do you want to do?"

"Of course I want to reminisce with you," Yin Hanxing said in a gentle tone, as if he was facing the sweetheart he held in his hands. "Shi Ran, I've been waiting for you for a long time."