Chapter 134: Master can eat

The ink burned without talking, half awkward, and the throat was slightly twitching.
He almost seems to be in the rapids of desire, trying to climb a driftwood that does not let himself sink, thinking with sorrow:
Respect and respect him.
Respect is a respectful respect, love is a loving love, not awkward, can not be hurt, can not add extra feelings, but can not make things as ridiculous and insulting as the past life.
The lava boiling heart repeatedly recited the words four or five times. The ink burned this and barely stabilized the mind. It seemed to walk freely into the room, laughing and greeting with Chu.
"Master, you are inside... Why don't you say anything?"
"Just awake." Chu night Ning dry road.
Dry is really dry, the throat is dry, and the desire is also dry. If you accidentally fall into a little star fire, I am afraid that you can poke the original.
In the ink burning hand, holding a five-layer bamboo food box, it would be heavy when he went up. He wanted to put the food box on the table, but he glanced at it. The table was full of sickle drills, nails, and mess. Drawings. No way, he had to hold the food box and walk to the bedside of Chu.
Chu Xiaoning’s wake-up seems to be bigger than in the past. When he looked at him, he was obviously a little anxious. He said:
What are you doing?

"The teacher is so late, there is nothing to eat in Mengpotang. I have nothing to do with it. I have done some preschooling."
Speaking of opening the food box, one by one, the top is a dish of fried wild mushrooms, then a plate of tender lettuce, then the bottom is a silver silk roll and honey sauce, the bottom of the two bowls are full of crystal White rice, and a bowl of winter bamboo ham soup.
Two bowls of white rice...
Chu nightning is somewhat speechless. I used to have such a large amount of food in my heart?
"There is a bit of chaos on the table. Is the teacher eating in bed, or am I going to clean up the table and let the dishes go?"
Of course, Chu Xiaoning did not like to eat in bed, but at this time his lower body desires did not disappear, all covered by the quilt, he patrolled between the manners and the face, resolutely chose the latter.
"There are too many things on the table. It takes a long time to pack them up. Just eat here."
Ink smiled and nodded: "Good."
I have to say that the craft of ink burning is very good. The dishes made five years ago are very delicious. After five years, it is hard to compare with ordinary chefs. And this person is inexplicably eaten and tastes his taste. He knows that he doesn't like porridge in the morning. The fresh mushrooms are made of straw mushrooms. The silver silk rolls do not contain bean paste. They use sweet potatoes. The winter bamboo shoots are all tender. The ham is thin and semi-mixed, and the color is like the red glow of the sky...
I have never asked about his taste, but everything is just right, as if I have lived together for many years.
Chu Xiaoning's comfortable, although calm, but chopsticks did not stop for a while, waiting for him to finish the last soup, looked up and saw the ink burning sitting on the edge of the bed, stepping on the wooden stand next to the chair With one hand holding the gang, it was like laughing at him with a smile.
"What's wrong?" Chu Xiaoning subconsciously took out the puff and wiped it. "Is there something in the mouth..."

No.
The ink ignited,
I am very happy to see the teacher’s taste.

"..." Chu Xiaoning was somewhat uncomfortable, and he said faintly, "What you do is delicious, that is, more rice, the next bowl is enough."
The smoldering seems to want to say something, but in the end it still refuses to say, the mouth smashed, and smiled like a neat tooth.
"Ok."
It’s a fool. When you encounter big things, you are very cautious and careful. In life, you are lazy and disappointing. Even the chopsticks under the food box clearly have two pairs of glimpses.
A person ate two people, actually told him that the meal was a little more, a little support...
The more I burned, the more I laughed. I couldn’t help but hold my hand gently to hold the forehead. The eyelashes hang down and twitch.
"What are you laughing at?"
"Nothing is nothing." The ink burned and feared hurting his face. He was the face of the master. It was more tight than anything. Of course, he could not be embarrassed. So he opened the subject. "Master, I suddenly remembered one thing, I forgot yesterday. I told you."
"what's up?"
"On my way back, I heard that the master of guilty crimes left before you left the customs."
"Yes, Not Bad."
"So you didn't see him after waking up?"
"No."
Ink sighed and said: "That thing can't blame the teacher for being rude. I used to listen to people outside and talk about the number of rituals. The master of guilty sins spent five years of hard work to reverence the soul. Wake up but even Xie Duo can't get it. But the master is the first to go. It doesn't always wake up to the Master. He has to go outside the Temple of Nostalgia and feel grateful. The people who chew the tongue are really annoying. Since I asked clearly, I Let the uncle mention it at tomorrow morning meeting-"
Chu night Ning suddenly said: "No."
"why?"
"...I have been evil with the master." Chu said, "I will not thank him even if I am still awakened when I wake up."
The ink burned a bit: "Why is this? I know that the Master was self-deported from the temple that year, and there is no master and apprentice with the master of guilty crimes, but he came to help when he was in danger, not...

When the words were not finished, they were interrupted by Chu Xiening: "I can't tell you about his affairs, and I don't want to say anything else. If others say that I have no conscience, cold blood and thin feelings, let them go. It is also true.

The ink is burning: "How is the truth? You obviously - you are not such a person!"
Chu night Ning suddenly looked up, his face suddenly cooled down, it seems that the dragon was touched against the scales, blood flow as a note.
"Ink burns." He suddenly said, "How much do you know about my business?"
"I--"
He looked at the bright eyes of Chu's late night, where the head was cold and frosty, and he couldn't keep up with the defense. He always lived in the city.
He has such a moment, suddenly wants to say no matter what I know, I know a lot of your things, I know, even if some of your past, some I did not know, I am willing to listen, willing to work with you Share it together. Don't you always hide everything in your heart, drop the overlapping locks, and build up layers of obstacles. Are you not tired? Not uncomfortable?
But what position does he have to say this?
He is an apprentice under his seat. He can't make a second time, and he can't be rebellious.
The ink burned eventually and was speechless.
Half a moment of silence, Chu night Ning tightened like a bowstring body finally loosened down in one section, he seemed to be a little tired, sighed and said: "People are not sages, they are even thinner before the fate of life, some things are not their own thoughts You can control the left and right. If you want to sin the master, don’t mention it to me later. Go out, I have to change clothes."
"...Yes." The ink burned down his head and silently packed up the food box. When he walked to the door, he suddenly said, "Master, you are not angry with me?"
Chu night Ning gave him a look: "What am I doing with you?"
The ink burned his face and smiled: "That's good, that's good. Can I still come tomorrow?"
"whatever."
Suddenly, suddenly thought of something, add a sentence, "I don't have to tell me later, "I am coming in."
The ink burned a bit: "Why?"
"You are coming in! This is not a nonsense?!" Chu nightning is mad, I don't know if it is pure and uncomfortable, but it is still a face that is not arrogant.
When the ink burned away, Chu nightning got out of bed, shoes were too lazy to wear, walked barefoot to the bookcase and took out a bamboo slip. He slammed the bamboo slips and stared at the words above, his eyes glaring and ignorant.
This bamboo slip is placed on his pillow when he is guilty. Jane applied a secret spell, only Chu nightning himself can play. The upper handwriting is neat and neat, and the writing is "Chu Gongzi Qin Kai".
His teacher of teaching, called him Chu Gongzi.
It’s ridiculous.
The content of the letter is not long or short. I talked about some things that Chu nightning needs to pay attention to after waking up, and spent more than half of it, "requesting" him one thing.
After the guilty master asked him to recover his energy, he must go to the Longxue Mountain near the Wuxi Temple to meet him. He said that he was very old and consciously had no time. He thought of some past events and felt awkward in his heart.
"When the old man died, he hoped to be with the king. The body still has old diseases. He is tired of being affected by this old disease. Every seven years, he needs to retreat for ten days. The old man feels awkward. If the king wants to come to Longxue Mountain, The array of healing is very good. However, the curse is very dangerous, and Jun needs to bring a disciple of wood fire to accompany the town spirit."
Old disease... Longxue Mountain...
Chu night Ning Jianmei is close, his fingers are almost in the palm of his hand.
How can I treat? What can be restored if the things that were destroyed, the lost things, in the 164 days of Dragon Blood Mountain?
I am guilty of sinfulness, can I fill in the three-pointed sores? !
He opened his eyes slyly, and the golden light in his palms, the solid bamboo slips of the bamboo scorpion, was shattered into powder in his fingers, and the smoke flew out.
He will not step into the half-step of the Temple of Nostalgia in his life.
I will not be guilty of a sin.
It’s been four days since I turned to the night, and Xue Zhengyi called him to the Danxin Temple and handed him a letter of entrustment. Shake it open and it's a simple sentence.
Chu night Ning squinted his eyes and said, "Give it wrong."
"What?" Xue Zhengyi took the letter and read it again and said, "Nothing wrong."
"..." Chu Xiaoning narrowed his eyes. "This is written on behalf of the villagers in Yuliang Village."
"can not you do it?"
"..."
Xue Zhengyi's big eyes: "You really won't?!"
Chu Xiening was somewhat embarrassed by him, so he rushed to the crown: "There is no normal, what is the evil spirits and evil spirits?"
Xue Zhengxuan said: "There has been a relatively peaceful situation recently. There is really nothing wrong with it. Oh, anyway, the children are going with you. It’s a big deal. You can sit and rest, let him go to work hard, young people, collect some rice. It’s not a trivial matter to manage the millet."
Chu night Ning has a pair of dark-browed eyes that are extremely deep: "When did the dying of life and death begin to pick up such trivial things?"
"...have been picking up all the time. The cats of the impermanent town of Wang Apo climbed up and down the tree. They were all squatting down. But there were more difficult things in the past, and they didn't bother you." Xue Zhengyi "You haven't just woken up recently, I originally wanted to let others do it, but I think you should be idle."
"Then I don't... I want to cut the rice." Chu night Ning turned a sigh of relief, but did not say "can not cut rice."
Xue Zhengxuan said: "All said that let the children help you, you should go out and let go, walk."
"I can't distract my heart without taking the task, walk?"
"It’s also true." Xue Zhengyi scratched his head. "But Yuliang Village is close to Choi Butterfly Town. The sky leak is a burning child. He is not as good as you. You have to go to see what is there. Where reinforcement is needed."
He said this, Chu night Ning finally felt that it was necessary to go, so he no longer said anything, took the letter of entrustment, and turned to the Danxin Hall.
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