Chapter 16: Identity exposure.

Feng Qin worked hard all night under his father's precepts and deeds, holding a big face with joy and confident that this time he would be able to let the young man see his heart for him in the roast chicken.
He waited for about an hour on this small road, watching the mountain scenery from dawn to early morning, and finally his eyes lit up and he noticed that the young man was walking slowly, and he suddenly jumped out.
Lin Zhizhi watched the bushes on the side of the road suddenly burst out a small dough that was the same as yesterday-because he was too immoral to study the lighting and barbecue skills, he forgot to change his clothes, and used something mixed with pride and shame. Looking at him with an expression, he couldn't help but stand upright.
In addition to the skill of roasting chicken last night, Feng Shuang also taught the stupid some necessary skills for chasing his wife: for example, you must let the future Taoist couple see your mighty and domineering side, so that your heart moved slightly and left your shadow. ; Another example is to stick to him meticulously, the skin must be thick, let him get used to you...
At that time, Feng Qin said that he was doing well. He raised his head and fisted, and he was determined to catch his sweetheart as soon as possible and take him to the Xumi Fantasy Realm to have a look at his father. Even when I was waiting for someone, I thought that my left face was more handsome, and I would have to use the left half of my face to appear later-but I was confused when I heard the footsteps. After I threw out, I looked at the teenager's black eyes, hoping to suffocate it. One sentence: "Meet again..."
"..."
"Well, I went back to practice yesterday, and I can already roast a delicious chicken. I'll roast it for you later." Feng Qin said this, feeling high again, "It's delicious!"
Lin Zhizhi didn't quite understand Feng Qin's obsession, and just treated the child as too idle. At this time, he looked at the plus and minus on the other side's head—well, to be precise, there was only plus—the favorability, thinking about finding an opportunity to reveal his identity. In the past, he had only saved a dough piece with his hands, and would not meet again in the future, so he has never opened it to prevent trouble. But who knows that this child is getting more and more sticky now... It seems that there is really too little homework now. When he was his age, he was grasped tightly by Father Lin, and forced to lay the foundation with Su Yu every day.
Seeing that the black-haired boy touched his nose without comment, and stepped forward to the mountain, Feng Qin followed him step by step, chirping all the way, and occasionally got a few perfunctory responses from the boy and he was so happy.
In the days to come, Feng Qin occasionally recalled the past, only to feel that this still ignorant time was the one he missed the most, even the porpoise beast would be so cute.
This person doesn't know what magic power is, and just wants to keep himself by his side. Nothing else matters, just look at him and you can be very happy.
Feng Qin looked at Lin Zhizhi like this, above a crystal, the other person also looked at them lightly.
Xuanhua held her cheek with one hand, her long hair hanging by the water mirror, with unparalleled grace, watching Xiao Fenghuang staring at her little apprentice enthusiastically, with no expression.
Seeing his appearance, a person not far from him almost "poofed" out, patted the chessboard in front of him with one hand, and shook the black and white chess pieces on it to the ground: "Unexpectedly, you guys also accepted the apprentice. , And even peeping at people secretly, it’s really not like you at all."
This man was upright in a green shirt, with a handsome appearance, and a black jade crown with long hair high. He was a rare person who could talk to Xuanhua-although he was mostly annoying people unilaterally. He turned around and wanted to bend down curiously to take a look at the person on the water mirror, but was flicked off by Xuanhua's sleeve, and the water mirror turned into its original form, without seeing anything.
"Tsk, it's quite deep? It's a disciple and not a little lover, why don't you want me to see it so much? I'm not going to give a meeting ceremony..." The green shirt man sat back, tapping the chaotic chessboard with one finger, his mouth Muttered dissatisfiedly, "Hey, Xuanhua, say, if those old guys knew that you were peeping at your apprentice through a water mirror, would you be angry? I remember the last time the boss came to you to borrow the water mirror to find magic and repair traces, you are cold He refused to hold a face, but I used it to peep at my disciples all day long—"
It is rare for him to find a flaw in Xuanhua, and he immediately became interested, and he kept zooming in, causing Master Taoist to glance at him impatiently.
This look was like a topping of cold water, which made the man dumb, opening his mouth and unable to speak anyway, he was actually cursed with silence.
After getting quiet, Xuanhua turned her head and looked at the misty mist floating on the water mirror. Thinking of the child's appearance of sticking to the little apprentice, a thought came up in her heart: His idea was still correct.
The little apprentice is diligent and talented, and he is good at everything, but there is one thing: it's so uneasy.
Lin Zhiyi didn't know the thoughts of Master Dao Zun. In these days, he practiced basic swordsmanship through the guinea pig beasts and practiced in the Waizong lecture hall. He hadn't seen him for many days. He just wanted to go to Xuanhua to ask for a compliment when he finished his swordsmanship.
Feng Qin, who had just started his love, watched Lin Zhizhi swinging his sword intently, completely unaware of the long waiting time. After the other party stopped the sword and came back, he was busy taking out something from Qiankun Ring: "Hungry, right? I'll cook it for you."
Lin Zhizhi sat down beside him and watched Xiao Fenghuang roll up his sleeves enthusiastically.
Feng Qin burst into a blue fire from the tips of his fingers, and took out a roast chicken from the side to burn it on the fire as if he was facing an enemy, and sweat gradually overflowed from the tip of his nose.
Hard training is still fruitful. Compared with the few spicy chickens of yesterday, today's roast chicken has been formed in the different fires of the Feng clan, and the smell of meat spreads in the air, making people smell the index finger.
When it was finished, Xiao Dianzi smiled, removed the abnormal fire, and handed the roast chicken to the black-haired teenager who was watching. Watching him tear off a small piece of meat with his long fingers and put it in his mouth.
Lin Zhizhi was born in a family, and even if he ate roast chicken in his hand like a farmer in the village, he still carried a sense of arrogance.
Feng Qin suddenly wanted to become that piece of meat, bitten by him like this, torn into pieces and swallowed.
This way, the two can become one, and we can always see him.
Frankly speaking, based on so many foods that the young master of the Lin family has eaten, the taste of this roast chicken is not even general-at most because of the different flames, it has some aura, but this does not add to the roast chicken itself. Kind of delicious.
But after Lin Zhizhi swallowed the piece of meat, he hesitated to think of Feng Qin's excited eyes, and said without changing his face, "The taste is not bad."
Fengqin's eyes were sparkling: "Great! Then you can eat more, if not enough, I will bake it."
Lin Zhizhi smiled and tore off the other half of the roast chicken and handed it back to Feng Qin: "You eat too."
The little dough piece took it but did not move, watching the boy continue to tear off the second piece of roast chicken.
He ate too much, and the corners of the boy's red mouth were stained with oil, which gave him a touch of humanity for his indifference. Feng Qin moved his finger, trying to erase the opponent, but Lin Zhizhi inadvertently blocked it with his hand. He casually wiped his lips with his cuff to remove the oil stain.
Feng Qin was a little bit disappointed: If his hand could be faster, he might touch the corner of the other party’s lips, and the touch must be very good. Of course, he actually wanted to lick it with his tongue even more in his heart. The corner of the mouth...
Frustrated by the missed opportunity, Doughzi pulled out a roasted chicken leg and stuffed it into his mouth, and almost shed tears of wide seaweed: This chicken, even if he relaxes the standard, can’t be called a delicacy-Lin Zhizhi does not dislike it. After eating, I really deserve to be someone I like, gentle and careful, ooh, how could there be such a good person in this world? ?
Seeing Feng Qin's mouth making a move, Lin Zhizhi paused, thinking about whether he wanted to tell him his identity while he was now. Biting his lip, he said to Feng Qin, "Actually I..."
Before he was halfway through what he said, he saw that the dough after eating the roast chicken was wrinkled and his eyes were full of tears. He asked in amazement, "What's wrong?"
Feng Qin rubbed his face a few times and wrote the touch on his face: "You...you are so good QAQ!"
Lin Zhizhi, who was inexplicably issued a good person card: "..."
"I will continue to work hard when I go back, and try to continue to hone my skills! Another day I will pass away from the chef of the secular world!" Feng Qin was moved and made a fist and swore.
Lin Zhizhi patted him amusedly on the head: "The cultivators of my generation should regard cultivating behavior seriously. It's just a chicken, just let it go."
Feng Qin never refuted Lin Zhizhi's words. Although he was determined to continue roasting chicken in the future, he still nodded and said yes.
Soon after eating the chicken on the mountain, Lin Zhizhi also cleaned the guinea pig beast, and the two returned to Luoxian Jianzong together at sunset. They were still on the steps of the outer door and ran into a man in blue shirt, Lan Zhen.
Lan Zhen followed the blue sky, and the two of them hurriedly walked, wanting to go somewhere, and suddenly met Lin Zhizhi on the second-level ladder.
He only saw Lin Zhizhi at first, and he snorted as he was about to draw a bit of hatred, but he caught a glimpse of Feng Qin from the corner of the light, his eyes widened, his eyes wandering between Lin and Feng.
Seeing the group of people like Lan Zhen, Feng Qin thought they stopped when they saw him, and yelled impatiently, "What are you looking at me?! Get out of the way, don't get in the way!"
As soon as the words were spoken, Xiao Dianzi puffed up her cheeks and covered her mouth, looking at Lin ZhizhiDamn, seeing that Lan Zhen was so annoying that he accidentally exposed his nature in front of the boy...
Lan Zhen couldn't figure out the situation here. He hadn't spoken yet. He just heard the blue sky shouting loudly: "Fengqin, have you finished teaching Lin Zhizhi and brought him to apologize?"
In fact, Lin Zhizhi, who really wanted to avoid with a little dough: "..."
Feng Qin who is not aware of it: "???"