However, there were at least dozens of cakes on the ground. Chen Qiao shook his head: "Even if you ask you to take them back, you will definitely throw them away on the way back. You must finish eating here, otherwise you won't think of leaving."

The attendant was trembling: "Young Master, the master is still waiting for the villain to return to report his life!"

Chen Qiao: "If he can't wait for you, he will naturally send someone over. Then someone will help you eat?"

The attendant no longer dared to say anything and began to work hard.

From the evening to the nightfall, more than a dozen people ate voraciously and ate wildly. At the end of the meal, their belly was round and their faces were smudged. Chen Qiao asked them to stop.

As if everyone was granted a general amnesty, they almost couldn't even straighten their waists. They could only support each other and came respectfully to apologize to Chen Qiao.

Chen Qiao said, "Go back and tell your master, I just passed by here to rest, and I don't stay for a long time. I'm leaving tomorrow. You don't have to think about making things difficult for the master."

The attendant smiled and said, "Young Master Chen is joking, how dare we?"

In fact, if Chen Qiao hadn't said it, he would have had this plan.

Chen Qiao didn't say anything else and let them go.

Seeing those evil stars walking away, the temple master stepped forward and sighed: "Mr., you have caused a lot of trouble to our Taoist temple. We used to live in simplicity and never cause trouble. Now that disaster comes from the sky, who is this to provoke whom?"

Chen Qiao apologized and said, "You don't have to worry. This matter has nothing to do with you. I will go to that person in person to explain it clearly tomorrow, and they will not come to you again."

The viewer was a little unhappy: "It's better to do this!"

Chen Qiao took out a few copper coins from his sleeve and handed them to him: "I've caused trouble for you guys. I don't have much money on me. A little bit of my heart is considered to be the money for sesame oil. I wonder if it's enough?"

The viewer's face was a little better. He looked at the two of them who were also looking at their little apprentices, coughed lightly, closed their sleeves, and rolled the copper coins into his hands: "It's barely enough, it's late at night and the cold is heavy. Please go in and rest."

Chen Qiao smiled and went in with them.

The two little Taoist children thought they could eat donkey meat cakes, but they didn't eat them after a while, but they watched a good show. The owner was thinking about offending people, but the little Taoist children were very excited, especially the Taoist children who had been lazy to entertain Chen Qiao. At this time, their attitude changed, and their eyes were shining.

"Mr. Chen, do you know what the other party is? He is the Duke of Pengcheng County, the emperor is a favorite minister. I heard that the emperor is willing to do it for him..."

The unfinished words disappeared into the pain that the audience slapped him on the back of the head.

"At a young age, I dare to say anything!" the audience cursed.

The Taoist Child Committee covered her head with grievance and was very dissatisfied: "That wasn't what you told us!"

The master of the temple gave him a blank look: "Why don't you go to cook quickly, your master, I'm about to starve to death!"

Taoist boy: "Didn't you say you won't eat after lunch?"

The audience: "You usually live quietly and keep your door closed. Of course, two meals are enough. Today, I was dragged into the water and I was so angry that I was hungry. If you don't eat yourself, don't you think about Master!"

The Taoist boy muttered: "I have heard of being full of breath, but I haven't heard of being angry and being hungry."

The master of the spectator made a move and he quickly flashed: "I'll go cook!"

"Unworthy!" The master of the spectator was not angry and touched the head of another Taoist boy: "You are always making trouble on the first day of the first lunar month, but you are the most obedient."

Shiwu smiled shyly and looked up and asked Chen Qiao: "Mr. Chen, I don't have many ingredients, so I can only make some casually. Please forgive me. Do you think you want to eat noodles or rice?"

The audience owner was shocked: "You unlucky child, your tail was raised as soon as you praised you! That flour should be kept for the New Year!"

As soon as he said that he had let go, he quickly looked back at Chen Qiao and shut up embarrassedly.

Shiwu smiled and said, "Mr. Chen is a guest. Master often teaches us to be polite. I'm going to help my senior brother!"

After saying that, he ran away without waiting for the audience to answer.

"Unlucky boy!" The audience owner couldn't help but mutter, thinking that he was really in trouble today. Not only could he not eat donkey meat cakes, but even the remaining little flour would be scattered.

Chen Qiao seemed to know what he was thinking, and took out a few copper coins from his sleeve and handed them over with a smile: "I'm really sorry for you to spend money!"

"Hey, I don't mean that!" The master of the spectator did not accept it with shamelessness, but pushed it back. He was close to Chen Qiao, and then he realized that his eyes were a little strange, "Your eyes..."

Chen Qiao: "I had some old diseases, and I would get better during the day, but I couldn't see the Qing Dynasty at night."

The viewer said, "What a pity!"

He didn't turn his eyes on things: "After that being said, why did the Langjun offend the Duke of Pengcheng County?"

Chen Qiao briefly talked about the fact that he and Chen Gong met Han Wei and walked along the way. When the master of the temple heard that Chen Gong took Mu Tipo back to find Chen Qiao, he wanted to bring disaster to the east and recommended Chen Qiao to Mu Tipo, he couldn't help but curse: "Give kindness and revenge, shameless!"

Thinking about the scene he discovered just now, he sighed: "Mr. Chen is going to find someone, you have to be prepared. The servant is like a villain at first sight. He may add jealousy in front of Chen Gong, making Chen Gong even more dissatisfied with you."

Chen Qiao: "Thank you, the Lord of the Consciousness, I would like to ask the Lord of the Consciousness. I wonder if the Lord of the Consciousness has met a group of people in recent days, two of which are old, and the rest are young men and women with outstanding appearances. They may be wearing Taoist robes, maybe not, but they should have swords."

Although he had asked the little Taoist boy before, he was still a little unwilling to give up and wanted to confirm it again.

The temple master thought about it and shook his head: "No, the trend of practicing Taoism in Yecheng is not strong, but there are many monk temples. Taoist priests, except for our White Dragon Temple, there are not many Taoist temples left. If they want to stay in Taoist temples, they will most likely come to Bailong Temple. If they are not in Bailong Temple, they will definitely not go to other Taoist temples. Maybe they will change to regular clothes and go to the inn to stay. However, Mr. Chen, if you want to find someone, it is not like this. If the other party deliberately hides his whereabouts and fails to enter the city, it will be easy to miss you. Besides, can you be sure that they did go north during this period of time?"

Chen Qiao smiled bitterly: "As of course, I just hold a glimmer of hope."

While speaking, the little Taoist shout came from the kitchen: "Master, Mr. Chen, it's time to eat!"

The viewer subconsciously took a few steps, suddenly remembered that there was a Chen Qiao next to him, and quickly stopped him and smiled awkwardly: "Let's go, go and have a meal!"

Dinner is simple, but rolled out noodles with ready-made flour and water, without even a little oil, let alone putting slices of meat. Dried white jade noodles with some chopped wild vegetables, and then mixing them with homemade radish in the temple, which is enough to make the eyes of the temple owner and the two Taoist boys shine.

The visitor swallowed his saliva and said to his little apprentice: "Fill the guests first."

"Yes, Master." The little apprentice was honest and directly served Chen Qiao a bowl of noodles, with the sauce radish and wild vegetables, piled up sharply, making the audience hurt so much that they couldn't help but say, "Okay, okay, I can't finish it even if I pile up the guests!"

Chen Qiao smiled and agreed: "Yes, just need to be less, don't be too much!"

Just as you pushed me and let me go, there was another knock on the temple gate outside. In the quiet night, it was extremely clear and abrupt, making people feel heartbroken.

The two little Taoist boys looked at each other: "Why are there any guests so late?"

"Can't it be that the group of people just came back to cause trouble?"

"Master, then should we pretend to be inaudible?"

The audience owner was also a little nervous: "Why don't you wait anymore, maybe he won't knock it for a while?"

The eldest disciple suspected: "No, Master, if they come back to find fault, they are afraid that they will not kick the door directly, so they will have to beat the door. Why do they keep knocking like this? Could it be that? Is that ghost?"

The master of the temple scolded: "Stop talking nonsense, let you learn something, and you must run to the overpass to listen to those absurd monsters. I want to go and see who will not make people quiet in the middle of the night!"

Chen Qiao said, "I'll go, you guys have dinner first, don't worry."

The viewer also stood up: "Hey, your eyes are inconvenient..."

Chen Qiao pressed his shoulder and said, "It's not tight, I'm used to it. If you can tell, you can lend me a lamp."

The little apprentice immediately brought a lantern, and the host sat down with the opportunity. He thought the noodles were almost cold, and he said politely: "Then be careful. If you don't work, just shout for help!"

Chen Qiao: "Okay, you eat first."

He walked out with a lantern. The White Dragon Temple was very big. He could still feel the size of the past, but it was too old and was already ruined. Now, there are only three people left in the great Taoist temple. At night, walking among the empty Taoist temples is inevitably a sigh of relief.

Chen Qiao also thought that Chen Gong sent someone to cause trouble again, but he drove them. It was pitch black outside, without any noise and noisy, but the only one stood there with his hands behind his back, his body and behavior very familiar.

He could guess the identity of a person without having to raise the lanterns specifically. He was surprised and couldn't help but take it out: "Zengzhu Yan?"
Chapter completed!