Xiao Jie obviously just made an excuse. Nakiri Sensaemon came out of the banquet living room and entered the quiet tea house alone.

The ‘Chat Court’ is a very important area in Hefeng Garden. The layout here is different from the main courtyard. There are fences around it, and a deep garden road is set up from the courtyard gate to the teahouse. Trees are planted on both sides and there are a lot of stones.

Fortunately, there are many stone lanterns for lighting purposes on the secluded path. The environment is quiet but not a trace of gloomy. The sound of Sesaemon Nakiri comes to the hand washing bowl in the corner.

‘Hand washing bowl’ is actually hollowing out a stone, chiseling it into a container, and filling it with water.

A layer of moss was crawled on the surface of the stone, and the bamboo tube ticked toward the stone bowl. Sensaemon took a bamboo scooping utensil. Usually, maids had to scoop water here and wash their hands before making tea. This was a very simple bathing etiquette.

Nakiri Sesaemon washed his hands with slightly cold water, then took out his cell phone from his pocket and opened the address book.

"beep……"

Long dial tone.

The old man sat under the eaves in the corner of the teahouse corridor and chatted with friends from other countries.

Of course, if someone else is listening here, he will definitely be shocked by the chat content.

"Are you sure?!"

"I can be sure. It is indeed a microcosm of 'extreme'."

"It's a big deal, I'm sorry."

Nakiri Sesaemon's eyes twitched, his hands were in his kimono pocket, and he couldn't find a cigarette or a lighter for a while. He simply gave up the idea of ​​smoking a cigarette and lit up his lonely thought, and his lips opened slightly, asking, "Has anyone promoted like this in the past those monsters?"

"…jumping up? Don't ask me."

"?"

"Because, who knows what kind of path did Liu Maoxing and Lan Feihong go before becoming the chef? I am not from that era! The rumors are unreliable!"

“…What should we do now? Keep guiding?”

"Guide? Haha, when he fully understands the 'extreme', we old guys all have to lean aside and be passers-by A, B, C, and D watching him perform quietly."

“…”

Nakiri Sesaemon's eyes twitched again.

It’s not that he didn’t hear the emotions of his old friend opposite, but so what? No matter how hard the previous wave struggled, he was destined to be shot to death. Thinking of the experience tonight, a trace of fear flashed through Sensaemon’s eyes, and he couldn’t understand this young man.

"It seems that he is the only one who walks the road below." Nakiri Sesaemon said melancholy.

"yes!"

The tone on the other end was also filled with Dandan's sadness.

"You can't accept your old age!"

The call ended with this sentence.

Grasping the phone for a long time. Nakiri Sensaemon looked at the bright moon sucked inside by the hand-washed bowl. His face, which had always collapsed but showed obvious hesitation.

"Well, just behind, push him for the last time." The old man opened the address book and made a second call.

"Hahaha, Senzaemon, I'm looking for me as a monk late at night. Is there anything urgent?

The cheerful words came from the abbot of Shilin Temple.

"Yitin, I want to send me to Shilin Temple to practice for a while."

“How long does it take to practice?”

"It depends on what he means."

"oh?"

Nakiri Sesaemon said solemnly: "Also, if possible, please be sure to answer his questions and questions personally. Please!"

...

After the dinner, Xia Yu saw Dorise go away, she was summoned by Sensaemon in private and heard that she was going to Shilin Temple to practice.

His first reaction was that he didn't understand.

"Cultivation?" Xia Yu looked strange, "Cooks are not a profession for cultivation, they are escaping from the world and working behind closed doors. How do you know if their dishes are popular with customers?"

He is a worshipper of practice and experience, and he has never cared about practice or something.

However, Sensaemon just patted his shoulder and gave him a serious look, "Believe me, you will definitely gain something here, but how much you get depends on yourself. You must know that Shilin Temple, except for the disciples and disciples of the temple, almost no foreign guests are welcome, so I lost my face and asked for it."

What else can Xia Yu say? If Sensaemon doesn't pursue his "stealing" matter, it's a great mind and demeanor.

If it were him, ah, you are so fucked by the killer recipe you have worked hard to create. Get it at the first level!

Such a big-minded and generous senior, Xia Yu, naturally, was willing to accept his arrangements of 10,000 people. He was heartless.

Moreover, Shilin Temple has always been a food world in the island country. Its taboo existence has always been so overwhelming that Yuanyue could not catch up. Xia Yu had been curious for a long time and wanted to go and explore the secrets and see how the foundation of the existence of Shilin Temple is astonishing.

After three days in a row, Doris returned to Europe from the island country, and Xia Yu also began his own practice.

Take the tram.

Take a plane.

JR train.

Aoki Sonta, who was originally a monk from Shilin Temple, left Tokyo with Xia Yu. During this period, he changed several means of transportation and finally drove into the mountain in a car.

The scenery in the deep mountains of the island country is always similar. Xia Yu didn't know where he was and didn't have the intention to turn on his phone to locate it. He closed his eyes all the way to the terminal until he entered the mountain. The car was finally blocked by the dense plants on the mountain road and could not stop. Aoki Sonta woke him up.

"Hey, hey, it's time to wake up."

Aoki Son stood outside the window with his hips on his hips.

Xia Yu rubbed his eyes and got out of the car. Aoki Sect said in surprise: "You have been sleeping for a day, why are you still listless?"

Xia Yu rolled his eyes and said nothing.

Isn't this nonsense? I spent the whole day in the mysterious space with extremely fast time flowing. One hour is 1 day. A short trip seemed like a month after the next day. Xia Yu felt that he had not collapsed or collapsed. He was really strong in his will.

"The positioning of the mobile phone is not useful here. You can just sit for a while and I'll go find the way."

The local snake said a word.

Xia Yu was covered in black lines and didn't know where to complain.

Although he knew that Aoki Secta hadn't returned to the temple for several years, he didn't even know the road.

Thinking of this, I looked forward and looked out. The view was completely covered by the lush green. Xia Yu's mouth was pulled subtly, as if no one had weeded and cut down trees to maintain the road conditions, it would be normal that he hadn't come for a few years and could not recognize the road.

The world changes, and time changes.

This sentence applies to himself. Xia Yu laughed and was in a good mood. He checked the gains of his retreat for several days.

"System: The "First Prying Dragon Kill" mission has been completed."
Chapter completed!