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Chapter 33 A White Phoenix Bird

Yuanzun walked to the kitchen that Ling Hao pointed out in a few steps, but he searched in the kitchen for a long time and only found some millet and jerky meat. Yuanzun, who had never cooked food, was busy working like a toddler.

More than half an hour passed.

Yuan Zun walked out of the smoke-covered kitchen. He held a clay pot between his hands, and bursts of heat and a strong smell of meat came out of the clay pot.

But when he looked carefully at the hand holding the pot, it was full of red and purple. At this moment, if Yuan Zun's face was seen, it would definitely attract countless gazes and laughter, because his face was covered with charcoal ash or black ash in front of the stove.

Yuan Zun held the pottery jar with red hands and hurriedly ran into the room. But when he saw that he was about to reach the table, he couldn't help but the heat on the pottery jar and threw it directly at the table.

"Bang!"

With a bang, the clay pot left Yuan Zun's hand and landed straight on the table. Although the clay pot fell safely on the table, Yuan Zun showed a look of loss.

Because when he threw the pottery jar at the table, the pottery jar was not put firmly, but fell on the table. All the spiced meat porridge in the pottery fell on the table, and some of them dripped on the ground.

Then, Yuan Zun walked to the table with some consolation and put the inverted clay pot on the table again, but only half a bowl of porridge was left in the clay pot, and the rest fell to the ground.

"Who! It's so noisy."

"ah!"

At this time, Ling Hao, who was drunk on the bed, heard the sound of the clay pot colliding, and suddenly shouted loudly. Yuan Zun, who was focusing on the clay pot, was also scared to death when he heard Ling Hao's scream, as if he had lost his soul, his face turned pale. He was indeed scared by Ling Hao's voice.

The next moment, the drunk Ling Hao sat up from the bed. At this moment, he felt a little swollen and a little blurry in his head. If it weren't for the collision of Yuan Zun's clay pot, he might not have woken up.

"Uncle, you are awake." Seeing Ling Hao sitting by the bed, Yuan Zun called to Ling Hao while holding a rag and wiped the porridge sprinkled on the table.

"So it's your boy. Are you not in the temple? Why did you come here to me?"

Ling Hao stood up slowly, rubbed his eyes, and after seeing clearly that it was Yuan Zun, he remembered that Yuan Zun had found him during the day, so he asked Xiang Yuan Zun why he was still in his house? Didn’t he go back to the temple?

"Uncle, you have drunk a lot of wine. I was worried that your body would not be able to bear it, so I came to see you. I found that you drank a lot of wine again, so I cooked porridge for you, you can eat something! It is good for the body."

Although Yuan Zun is over 100 years old, he is like a young man in his twenties at this moment. Ling Hao naturally mistakenly thinks that Yuan Zun is a young man, and Yuan Zun has to follow what Ling Hao imagines.

"How long have you been here?" Ling Hao looked at Yuan Zun with a dirt face and asked softly. Inadvertently, he saw Yuan Zun's burnt red hand and felt a little touched.

"Uncle, I haven't waited for a long time. You woke up just now. I wanted to call you." Hearing Ling Hao's words, Yuan Zun said in detail. He couldn't say that he had been here for a long time, but he just said that he had just arrived for a while.

"Oh! Thank you for your hard work, kid, as for this porridge, you can take it back and drink it, now you can leave."

"Uncle, are you not drinking the porridge?" Seeing Ling Hao ask him to go back and take the porridge away, he was puzzled. Is Ling Hao afraid that the porridge is poisonous?

"I won't drink it anymore. You have worked hard for a while, kid. I just treat this porridge as my thanks for your previous care. It's too late, you can go back and rest!"

As soon as Yuan Zun finished speaking, Ling Hao patted Yuan Zun's shoulder, showed a little old smile, and told him that he would go back to the temple and rest early.

"Okay! That uncle, can I discuss something with you?"

"What else do you have?" Just as Yuan Zun left, a bold idea suddenly appeared in his head, but he didn't know whether Ling Hao would agree or not, so he said to Ling Hao. Ling Hao was puzzled and looked at him. Could there be something big happening?

"Uncle, do you think this is OK! I ask my family for news every morning and help you with farming responsibilities in the afternoon. Is it okay to just ask for three meals?"

The sudden idea that he suddenly came up was whether he could help Ling Hao with farming, and only wanted three meals. In this way, he could stay in the Camellia Village until the disaster was completed.

"Oh! Yes! But you have to do everything about cooking. You have only helped me with work for a long time. It is not that easy to ask me to take care of you for three meals."

Ling Hao thought for a long time when he heard Yuan Zun's words. Originally, he didn't want to take care of the camellia field, but now that someone is willing to help him with work and only cares about three meals, he naturally has to agree.

"Thank you uncle! Then I'll leave."

Seeing Ling Hao agreeing, Yuan Zun showed an innocent smile on his face. He held the clay pot containing porridge on the table, turned around and ran out of Ling Hao's house, and ran directly back to the camellia temple.

When Ling Hao, who was sitting in the room, saw Yuan Zun running out, the innocent smile on his face inadvertently reminded him of Ling Long who had left and his wife who was separated from him.

In a small town.

The disciples of Baiyu Academy led by He Lin walked into the town under the night, and the sparse lights were on in the town.

On the loose streets, He Lin, Ling Long, Min Xi, Wang Yun and others walked slowly, observing the surroundings, the night was covering them, and they were also looking for a station.

"Senior brother, is it a post station over there?"

Minxi followed Ling Long. As soon as she reached a corner, Minxi saw a flag with the word "Shi" embroidered on the flag. She pointed to the direction of the flag and asked He Lin. After everyone heard Minxi's words, they all turned their eyes to where Minxi was pointing.

"Yes, that's the station,"

When He Lin saw this, he nodded, waved forward, and signaled everyone to walk towards the station.

"Customer! Are you staying in a hotel or having a meal?"

As soon as they walked into the station, a waiter ran to He Lin and asked with a smile on his face, and He Lin replied sparsely and plainly.

"Stay in a hotel!"

"Please, please, the guest." After hearing He Lin's words of staying in the hotel, the waiter took He Lin and others to arrange their rooms.

After a moment.

All the disciples of Baiyu Academy arranged rooms, but there were only six rooms, while Lan Yun and her junior sister had no room.

"Miss Lan, I'm really sorry! There are not many rooms anymore, why don't you go to other inns to look for it!"

After all the disciples of Baiyu Academy returned to their room, He Lin looked at Lan Yun who was still in the lobby of the inn, walked to Lan Yun and said to her awkwardly.

At this time, Ling Long, who was going downstairs, heard He Lin's words to Lan Yun, stood there, dragged his chin and thought, but did not go forward to talk. After He Lin left, Ling Long immediately stepped forward and grabbed Lan Yun.

"Miss Lan, please wait a moment. I can help you solve the problem in your room, but I want to talk to you alone if I have something to do."

Ling Long grabbed Lan Yun, not just to find a room for Lan Yun, but to have other things and want to talk to her.

"Yeah!" Lan Yun glanced at Ling Long, then turned around and nodded at her junior sister, and followed Ling Long out of the door.

After a while.

The two sat on a roof for no reason, looking at the bright moonlight and sitting side by side, Ling Long asked, "Does Miss Lan know what kind of bird that bird is today?"

"I know, it's a white phoenix!" Lan Yun said calmly. She had seen the white phoenix bird and didn't feel strange, but she felt strange that the white phoenix bird could listen to humans.

(End of this chapter)
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