The wind stopped again.

When Lin Jue turned around, he saw the fourth senior brother coming down the mountain with a flute, surrounded by a group of wild wolves. Seeing him standing here motionless, he couldn't help but stop and look at him.

"Junior brother, didn't you go to Xianyuan to watch and listen to Master Wangjizi's sermon? Why are you here?"

"I'm back. I went up the mountain to cut firewood. I'm here to find yours, Fourth Senior Brother."

"Looking for me? What are you looking for for?"

"It's okay now."

"Don't be so diligent, be more lazy. According to your third senior brother, if you are so diligent, it is better to go to the temple and become a monk or a Taoist priest."

The fourth senior brother smiled and stepped down.

A pack of wolves followed him like a stream.

Lin Jue lowered his head and glanced at the little fox next to him, and saw that it was sitting at his feet, sitting upright and looking at the wolves. It seemed that he could detect the gazes from above his head, so

She raised her head and looked at him again, and saw that its eyes were clear, with only curiosity and no fear of the wolves.

"Let's go."

Lin Jue cut down some dead branches to make more space in the forest, and then walked back.

I actually had a good meal during the viewing tonight.

Now it's Senior Brother Seven's turn to cook.

I originally thought that the cooking skills of the Seventh Senior Brother were not as good as those of the Sixth Senior Brother, and perhaps that was indeed the case - the Seventh Senior Brother did not know how to cook, and boiled everything in water. This was also a common practice in the mountains, and he especially liked to cook the food.

Make a big pot of meat or something, and each person scoops out a bowl when eating. It looks crude and tastes crude, but when it comes to taste, it's hard to say it's worse than Sixth Senior Brother.

Anyway, they can be eaten, chewed, and satiated.

But today, he rarely cooked a pot of chicken. He raised the chicken himself in the mountains, stewed it in water, added ginger slices to remove the fishy smell, and added almost the same amount of salt. In fact, it was hard not to taste bad.

The third senior brother was also very happy to see this and brought some home-brewed wine.

The Taoist audience moved the table outside the house. It happened that the summer sky was not retreating for a long time, and the evening in the mountains was very cool. The clouds were still there, and the swallows were playing. Even before the table was served, it already felt a bit comfortable.

Lin Jue sat at the table first.

The junior sister seemed to have taken a nap when she came back, and when she came out, she was also startled.

When I asked, I found out that it was either a special season, someone had a birthday, or a Taoist priest from the mountain had come and shot a pheasant on the mountain. I thought it was a very happy thing. After thinking about it for a while, I went to the chicken coop again.

I caught two old hens and stewed them in a big pot as a tooth sacrifice.

There's no sense of ceremony, it's all casual.

The brothers were dividing the chicken into several pots and serving them outside, but Taoist Yunhe asked Lin Jue and the others:

"You went to Xianyuan Temple today, and what did you learn?"

"Back to Master, today Master Wangjizi taught a technique of 'breathing the wind'. My senior brother and I happened to catch up and also listened."

"Call the wind? It's also a common spell! What did you gain?"

"I understand half of what I'm saying, and I'm just about to ask my teacher."

"Where are the little Taoist priests from Xianyuan Temple?"

"It should be about the same as us at most."

"Then you have to work hard."

"Disciple will learn it." The junior sister sat still with a serious look on her face, "Master Wangjizi said that we will be tested in the school in one month. If I can't learn it by then, I will be an embarrassment to the master."

"Where's Lin Jue?"

The old Taoist turned his body and looked at Lin Jue again.

"Master, I don't understand what I heard." Lin Jue said truthfully, and paused, "But when I came back this afternoon, I went up the mountain to cut firewood. I wanted to ask my senior brother for advice on 'Hufeng', but unexpectedly a gust of mountain wind blew me.

Come, feel comfortable, suddenly have an epiphany, and learn it.”

The old Taoist's expression immediately paused.

The junior sister was startled, turned her head quickly, and stared at Lin Jue in surprise.

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In addition to shock, her eyes were dull, confused, and unbelievable, as if Lin Jue had done something behind her back.

Just at this time, several senior brothers were serving meat, serving rice, and dividing bowls and chopsticks, interrupting their conversation. The senior brothers looked very happy. After dividing the bowls and chopsticks, everyone was

One more cup.

The cups are all made crookedly, but upon closer inspection, they have some charm.

The third senior brother held the wine jar and poured the wine one by one.

The dark and turbid wine is the same as the Qiannijiu in the mountains. There are some ant-like residues in it, but it still smells of fruit.

"This is a new wine. I brewed it based on the Thousand Suns wine on Langtou Mountain. Naturally, it doesn't have so many exotic plants, nor does it contain the essence of the sun and the moon. Have you ever tasted it? How different is the taste?"

The third senior brother sat down, took a bite of meat, and then raised his glass.

"Have a drink with me."

The old Taoist and many Taoists all raised their glasses and drank together, except for the two younger ones. One held the cup and lowered his head to look at it, while the other was still in surprise and had not recovered.

This wine looks quite different from Qianni Liquor.

However, seeing that everyone was drinking it without any care, and feeling quite free and easy for a moment, Lin Jue did not hesitate and drank it.

The younger junior sister also drank along in a daze.

This wine does not taste like Sennichiju at all, but it is not strong at all, has the same fruity aroma, and is even more sweet. It is surprisingly delicious.

"Then have you really learned how to call the wind?"

After the old Taoist put down his wine glass, he seemed a little unbelievable, so he turned around and asked him again.

"If you have never forgotten."

"Try using it."

Lin Jue first picked up a piece of chicken neck, bent down and placed it in the little fox's tile bowl. Then he changed the chopsticks to his left hand and waved his sleeve with his right hand.

"call……"

There was a sudden breeze in the courtyard.

This gust of wind is actually not weak at all——

It was already cool at this time, with at most only a little heat brought by the soup. But when the wind blew, this little bit of heat was gone, and I just felt extremely comfortable.

The little junior sister suddenly became even more sluggish.

"Okay! Okay!"

Taoist Yunhe clasped his hands and laughed, with a hint of memory in the smile in his eyes: "If those little Taoist priests in Xianyuan Temple know about it, I'm afraid they will be even more anxious than before!"

When Lin Jue heard this, he seemed to know something.

"Master used to also watch and listen to Taoism in Xianyuan?"

"Of course. Our two families are very good friends, and we go out to recruit disciples almost every time during the big ceremony. Originally, if a family only accepted one, we would often go back and forth, listen to the sermon together, and gather the strengths of the two families. But later, they accepted the disciples at the Immortal Source Temple.

There were only a dozen disciples, and most of them we went to listen to." The old Taoist said with a smile, "It turned out that Wangjizi and Pindao went to Yishan together, and Pindao went to Xianyuan Temple, and he was always overpowered.

This old boy is not a grand man, he is young and energetic, and loves to stand out. At that time, his master and he were almost angry to death."

Even though it was decades ago, Taoist Yunhe smiled happily when he thought of it now.

"So that's it."

Lin Jue finally understood.

No wonder the two families are on good terms, but Wang Jizi from Xianyuan Temple has a bad attitude toward Taoist Yunhe.

I guess I made a lot of secret comparisons when I was young.

"I'm not mistaken. Your talent is indeed extraordinary, but it should also be due to a chance realization. In any case, it's a good thing that you can get such a harvest by chopping firewood in the mountains." Taoist Yunhe said, turning around and looking again

Xiang Xiaojun asked, "Why don't you go up the mountain to chop wood with your senior brother?"

"Go back to Master, I felt very sleepy when I came back, so I took a nap." The younger junior sister replied with a dull expression.

"Is there any harvest?"

"I don't know what the harvest will be. Anyway, I dreamed that I learned magic and could fly."

"Maybe your hair fell in the mountains and was picked up by birds to make nests." The old Taoist shook his head, "There is a saying in ancient books that birds pick up human hair and dream of flying."

After a few glasses of wine, I was already in high spirits.

I have been here in Fuqiu Temple for so long and have always eaten life-threatening meals. This is the first time for me to have such a gathering. I brew my own wine and raise my own chickens, and no one cares how much you eat and drink, so you can just talk and laugh as much as you want.

When the drunkenness set in, the fourth senior brother took out his flute and invited everyone to listen to a newly composed tune. The second senior brother ate quickly and played the piano when he was full. No matter where the scene was fixed, it was incomparably harmonious and natural.

Even Lin Jue felt great.
To be continued...