The garlic was already asleep, but when he heard this, he laughed twice and immediately got up.

"Oh, bald, bald, it's you!"

The little monk touched his bald head and looked at the door in confusion.

Xiao Yi tweaked the candle, garlic ran over, opened the door vigorously, and almost broke the door.

"Hehe, I knew it was you! Come in quickly, come in quickly!"

The monk was only an ordinary monk's robe, which was not much different from the monks he saw on weekdays. However, his smile was very distinctive, as if he never knew how to shut up. The monk was pulled into the house by garlic. When the garlic saw the fat pig behind him, he didn't get angry. He stretched out and kicked the pig in the chest. The fat pig was in pain and ran away again.

"Senior, since it has admitted its mistake, please don't make things difficult for it anymore!"

Garlic nodded and pressed the monk beside the bed.

"Bald, bald, what will we eat tomorrow!"

The monk touched his bald head and said with a smile

"Just ordinary vegetarian food!"

The garlic shook its head and said,

"When I left the valley yesterday, I saw you making meat for that person! Is there any! Is there any! If it weren't for the damn old onion, I would have to let you make a pot for me!"

The monk continued to laugh,

"Oh! What you said is that Senior Shi taught me how to cook! That's not real meat, it just looks a bit like it. Senior said that many temples outside make this way, and the pilgrims also like it very much."

Tong Lu listened to the conversation between them and thought to himself that Senior Shi was the one who was picking his feet in the mouth of Garlic. The more he thought about it, the more interesting he became, and asked the monk,

"Senior Shi, do you like to pick your feet? Isn't it smelly?!"

The monk thought about it and replied,

"Senior will pick his feet after he has eaten his fill. As for those feet, they are really smelly!"

Garlic shouted,

"It smells a little smelly! I said bald, why do you tell lies? If you smell my feet again, you will see if it smells bad, and how smelly it is!"

"Senior Garlic, are you even comparing with others even if your feet are smelly?"

Tong Lu joked with him, and everyone laughed. The garlic stretched out and placed it two inches in front of the monk's nose. Everyone looked at the monk and thought that they would be bullied by the garlic. Xiao Yi was about to smooth things over and asked the monk to go back first, but he knew that the monk actually put his nose on and sucked it deeply, and everyone felt dizzy and could not see the reality clearly.

"Senior's feet also taste a little bit different. Compared with Senior Shi, it's really a bit worse."

Xiao Yi felt the smell in the house was full of stench and could not dissipate for a long time. I don’t know how the senior Shi’s feet smelled. The garlic was clamoring to go to meet the man again, but Xiao Yi was dragged by him repeatedly. The monk also tried to persuade him again and again, so he left him. Gu Yan silently fed hot water to wash everyone’s feet, which was very considerate. The garlic was noisy for a while, and fell asleep immediately after falling down. The monk said goodbye and took the foot wash water out with him, and then gently closed the door. Xiao Yi heard a noise outside. It was the monk who was just calling the fat pig softly. He might want to provide a meal for the fat pig alone. Xiao Yi tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep, and it took him a long time to fall asleep. In his dream, he was drinking dew and enjoying the bright moon.

After a while, except for Xiao Yi and Gu Yan, the rest of the people slept until noon before getting up and slept with the afternoon sleep together.

Xiao Yi was surprised to find that Gu Yan got up very early. Although he was not very familiar with him, he always thought that this person was different. If Gu Yan became the most famous person one day, he would not be surprised at all.

The two of them got up early, so they came to the bamboo forest next to the temple and found a space for free to play. Xiao Yi practiced as usual, moving and moving, and playing very well. But today he couldn't concentrate a little, just because Gu Yan's move and move were really distracted by Gu Yan's moves not far away. Gu Yan picked up a bamboo branch, spread his legs and stood firmly, and then pushed the bamboo branch out for half an hour. He did this repeatedly for half an hour, and then changed his move. This time, he tipped slightly on his right toes, and the bamboo tip was gently raised upwards, and another half an hour. After that, he changed the movement of the sword tip rotating and recycling, and repeated for half an hour. After that, Gu Yan breathed a sigh of relief, which seemed very comfortable. Xiao Yi had already finished practicing, so he found a bamboo tube next to him to sit down and watched Gu Yan perform. Seeing Gu Yan so seriously, he did not disturb him too much.

It was already bright, and the two of them were staying in the bamboo forest for two hours, and it was already past meal time. Xiao Yi's stomach was roaring and was thinking of going back to see what to eat, but the monk came to the forest, carrying a basket of vegetables and a bamboo tube filled with water. He smiled foolishly and handed over the things. Xiao Yi took it and couldn't stop thanking him. The monk did not leave, so he found a bamboo tube to sit down and watched the two eat and drink. Xiao Yi was not polite, and grabbed the food with his hands and ate it. Gu Yan was much quieter, but he could see that he was very hungry. After finishing his meal, the monk took the basket and bamboo tube back. Xiao Yi thought to himself, he didn't know the monk's name, so he asked,

"Thank you, Master, don't you know the Master's name?"

The monk smiled brightly and replied,

"The little monk's Dharma name is Huairen."

After saying that, he went back to the temple. Xiao Yi and the others stayed in the forest, listening to the wind blowing the green bamboos singing, and the orioles chanting, the young birds roaring. Xiao Yi asked Gu Yan,

"Brother Gu Yan, it's really strange what you have practiced!"

Gu Yan was a little confused and replied indifferently,

"The master taught the sword moves, only thirteen styles. I have practiced them over and over for two years, but I haven't mastered any tricks."

Xiao Yi smiled and said,

"Then why do you only practice three moves?"

Gu Yan felt a little embarrassed and replied to him,

"I always couldn't practice well, so I took apart the moves and practiced them specifically, and found that they had some results. At the beginning, I only practiced one move a day, and now I can practice three moves. When I can finish thirteen moves a day, it will definitely be very different from today."

Xiao Yi nodded slightly and said,

"This is natural. I practice martial arts every day and repeat the old moves. Every time I practice, I have different understandings. Only when I really encounter actual combat can I deal with moves and use them freely. Although it is a bit clumsy, it is very effective. By the way, can I tell me about your master?"

Gu Yan shook his head and said,

"On weekdays, he is like an old farmer, always busy in the fields. He said he had an appointment with others and competed on the Fanzi Peak, but I was very suspicious of his ability. Because he was apart from teaching me some breathing and fitness methods, there were only these thirteen sword moves, which were ordinary and everyone could learn. Of course, I have never seen him fight with others. Until before he passed away, he met Senior Garlic and heard that the two were as famous as they did, so he knew how powerful he was."

Xiao Yi knew some of these martial arts masters, and asked him again,

"Your master is really dead? How could such a master die for no reason? It's so strange!"

Gu Yan couldn't answer, but someone in the forest answered on his behalf.

"You should die when you are old, but you should fill your stomach when you die!"

The two looked around, found the place, rushed over, and saw who was talking. After passing through a dense forest, a thatched hut appeared. Xiao Yi looked carefully and saw a man in a messy dress, dirty clothes, unkempt, and constantly sniffing his stinky feet. He could smell the smell from afar. Xiao Yi knew that this person was the strange man mentioned by Garlic yesterday, so he stepped forward to talk to him.

"The place where you live is really elegant!"

The man put his fingers on the tip of his nose and sniffed, and his whole body was striking, but he looked happy and comfortable. He enjoyed it for a while before he replied,

"The place the monk found is pretty good! Who are you? I can't sleep in the early morning!"

Xiao Yi smiled and replied to him,

"I am practicing martial arts in the forest, and I don't know if there is a senior here. Have you just finished eating it?"

The man narrowed his eyes and looked at Xiao Yi Gu Yan, and said,

"The monk also gave you food? Tsk tsk, he is such a good old man, and he can't stand anyone starving! I think he is a natural good cook. Unfortunately, he just wants to stay in this temple, otherwise there will be another chef god in this world."

Xiao Yi was intrigued and asked again,

"Senior seems to know how to cook, but after hearing from Monk Huairen, are you still teaching him how to cook?"

The man raised his eyebrows and said proudly,

"As soon as I tasted the food he cooked, I knew he had some skills. When I saw the real person, I found that he was such a good seedling. I wanted to accept him as my disciple, but he didn't want to. I was so angry that I stayed in the temple and refused to leave. After living there for more than a month, I was the only one in the room. Haha, I lived comfortably, and I was just consuming with him like this! The monk didn't know when he built this thatched hut, which was more comfortable in the temple. I lived here. I lived there for more than two months."

Xiao Yi thought to himself that this man was so sloppy, even if he could do it, who would dare to eat? Just as he was confused, Huairen came over and was still full of joy. Seeing Xiao Yi and the others here, he was a little surprised.

"You two turned out to be here, I thought you were playing in the valley."

The monk was holding some ingredients in his hand, and he had washed it clean. Xiao Yi looked at him and seemed to be cooking here, so he couldn't help asking him.

"Master, do you want to cook here?"

Monk Huairen nodded slightly and replied,

"I'm not a master, I'm just an ordinary monk. I've learned to cook from Senior Shi so that my senior brothers and donors can satisfy my desires."

Xiao Yi smiled,

"So that's it. This is also considered to be a blessing for all living beings. It's much more real than those pseudo-masters who go in seclusion and recite scriptures all day long!"

The monk narrowed his eyes into a slit and replied,

"This is what the little monk wants in this life! His ambitions are not lofty enough and he must not be compared with those of the eminent monk!"

Xiao Yi said again,

"I just can't stand those boastful things. If you can't do small things well, how can you be of great use! Don't be humble, it's not easy to do something to the extreme! Master, it's all about meetings. Look, is it also a way to satisfy our cravings!"

The monk replied,

"Of course it's good! But there are not many ingredients, it's only enough for tasting. I'll get some later."

Xiao Yi and the others saw the stone pot and stone stove next to the cottage, with firewood piled up beside it, which was as high as one person. Monk Huairen seemed to be slow when walking and doing things, but once he started cooking, he was very quick. The stove was quickly cleaned up, and all kinds of tools were ready. The monk opened and closed his mouth, and was very excited.

Everything was ready. The monk did not cook immediately, but carefully checked it. The little bit of dust on his chest was wiped clean by him, and Senior Shi kept nodding. Xiao Yi was amused. Senior Shi didn't look at his appearance, but he had many requests to the monk. He held back his smile and said,

"Master, I'll help you burn the fire!"

Gu Huo also reacted, and the two of them were going to help the monk. But the senior Shi looked unhappy and shouted,

"The most important skill of this cook is to master the heat. If you ask you to burn the fire, how can he learn it!"

The two of them didn't know that there was such a saying, so they had to stay quietly by the side and watch. The monk smiled and said,

"After Senior Shi, I can really learn a lot!"

Senior Shi was angry again,

"Why not hurry up!"

The monk was very obedient and quickly set off the fire. Xiao Yi was also amused. He secretly looked at the appearance of Senior Shi, and it seemed that he was only about thirty years old. However, with his serious look, it was not an exaggeration to guess that he was fifty years old. As expected, he was still as carefree as garlic and looked much younger.

While the monk was making it, Senior Shi was instructing it, it was nothing special. Xiao Yi and Gu Yan thought that these home-cooked side dishes were not much different from what they were made on weekdays. Could it be that if Senior Shi gave a guide to it, it would be much better?

The monk quickly finished a plate, tasted it himself, and handed it to Senior Shi to taste it. Finally, it was Xiao Yi and the others' turn.

"The overall good one, but the pot was slower and it was not qualified!"

Judging from this situation, the monk probably couldn't do it well, so he did it again. Xiao Yi and the others thought that this man was so old-fashioned and both agreed to the monk. However, if they wanted to become the top chef, they might not think that such a request was too much, so they respected Senior Shi. The two of them tried that plate, and they had just tasted it, and they both felt incredible that this simplest dish could taste so delicious.
To be continued...