I don’t know how I felt this way for many years, the ancestor looked at the little girl next to him, and had a very novel experience of this experience.

Just like a child who finally got a toy, he couldn't help but want to reach out and poke it twice.

However, the ancestor is the ancestor, not a child of a certain age, and the novelty is the novelty. Now the ancestor is thinking the most important thing about how to stay better.

Thinking of the little girl, she said there were recipes and seasonings in the kitchen.

The ancestor, who couldn't even recognize kitchen utensils, frowned.

What he lacks is the recipe, the dishes and seasonings?

What he lacks now is a pair of hands that can cook.

Frowning and thinking about the few understandings of cooking in my mind.

The two of them arrived at the kitchen.

The kitchen of the cottage is made of peripherals and looks a bit abrupt. It seems that after the house was built, I found that there was no kitchen. Although I could not eat it, it seemed a little uncomfortable if I didn’t eat it. After all, their family would not have any expert in cultivation, so they had to enjoy life, right?

So I made up for this feeling again.

The kitchen is connected with the spiritual spring water. As long as the bamboo board is moved, the spiritual spring water will flow down half of the pair of bamboo tubes, and do some cleaning work for those spiritual plants.

There are somewhere inside, and there are pots and stoves, which are the kind of stoves that require a fire, but the firewood used under the stove is not ordinary firewood, but air-dried spiritual wood. This kind of firewood can be burned for a long time.

Use it when it is lit, and destroy it if it is not used. It may not be controlled by mortals, but for immortals, controlling this fire can be said to be very easy.

Standing in a strange place and looking at all kinds of strange things, the ancestor fell into deep confusion. He lowered his eyes and saw the little girl poking her head out from behind her.

There was also a lot of here.

Obviously, I'm not very familiar with this place.

Isn't this her family?

Bai Xingjian paused slightly.

Then I suddenly realized that no wonder I had to leave someone to cook, maybe... this little girl doesn't know either?

Chu Ci looked around and looked up, and when she looked up, she saw Bai Xingjian's dark eyes staring at him. She couldn't help but pause slightly, blinking her eyes and taking a step back.

Seeing that he was still staring at him, he was a little furious in the end. The little girl frowned, took her little skirt and took a step back, looking back, "What are you doing?"

"nothing."

Bai Xingjian, who felt as if he had discovered the truth, shook his head, raised his hand and stroked his sleeves, then looked around, turned his head and looked over, paused for a moment, and spoke, "Where is the recipe?"

It is also a waste of common sense, but there is no waste to the point of the ancestor. Chu Ci took the ancestor to recognize the things in the kitchen.

In order to prevent the ancestor from throwing the whole dish into the pot, Chu Ci specially washed it and then cut it.

The little girl also rolled up her sleeves and lowered her eyes, with serious and focused in her eyes, but the expression of such a focused and seriousness on this white and tender bun face was just a little incongruous.

The exposed little hands were also white, like lotus root nodes.

The old ancestor standing next to him looked straight.

Sniff the inexplicable aura on the little girl's body that made him feel comfortable, and the ancestor's eyes narrowed slightly.
Chapter completed!