"What?"
Lu Zheng became curious, and regardless of Hu Zhou's shyness and embarrassment, he smiled and urged Hu Yijun, "Tell me?"
" The owner of Feixiong Mountain is a friend of mine. He has a daughter who is also a half-demon. Hearing that I found Yuzhi and Zhou'er, he came to visit and congratulate me. What a coincidence, the girl and Zhou'er hit it off and they liked each other. , we were walking together in the mountains a few days ago."
Hu Yijun smiled and said, "I thought there was a way, so I asked my old friend to ask her daughter. The girl didn't object, so I took her Zhuo Zhouer came to the door."
"Okay!" Lu Zheng gave Hu Zhou a thumbs up, "Well done!"
Hu Zhou could only be embarrassed. He scratched his head, but his expression was also quite joyful.
"Then why didn't you tell Master just now?" Lu Zheng raised his eyebrows and smiled.
Then Hu Zhou became even more embarrassed. He blinked and hesitated to speak.
Then Hu Yijun burst into laughter.
"What's wrong?" Lu Zheng couldn't help but ask, what was the question he asked?
"Because that girl also has a bold temperament and practices martial arts." Hu Yijun said with a smile, "Walking with Zhou'er, we often compete in martial arts, and Zhou'er has only been practicing for more than a year... "
"Hahaha!" At this point, Hu Yijun laughed loudly again.
Lu Zheng also laughed when he heard this. He didn't expect Hu Zhou to have such a hobby. Why didn't he notice it before?
As they talked, they arrived at Dingfeng Mountain.
Dingfeng Mountain is not dangerous or unusual, but it is majestic and majestic. It occupies a large character. The height of the mountain is wide and it is twice larger than the surrounding mountains.
In the mountain valley not far from the foot of Dongfeng Mountain in Dingfeng Mountain, there are several walled villages scattered around.
And Hu Yijun’s cave is located halfway up the east side of Dingfeng Mountain.
"Welcome the king back to the mountain!"
More than a dozen figures came out of their caves one after another, shouting in unison.
“Yijun is back.”
Wang Yuzhi greeted her husband and son with a smile on the balcony, and then saw Hu Yijun dissipating the wind.
“Mr. Lu!”
“Mrs. Hu!” Lu Zheng cupped his hands and smiled, “I ran into Brother Hu and Xiao Zhou on the road, so I followed him over as a guest and recognized him. "
"Welcome, welcome!" Wang Yuzhi saw Lu Zheng with a face of surprise, and then subconsciously looked around, "Miss Liu is not here?"
"No Come." Lu Zheng shook his head, "I have something to do when I come to southern Xinjiang this time. This time I will show you the door, and next time I will bring Qingyan to visit. ”
“That’s a good feeling! Wang Yuzhi nodded repeatedly and said with a smile, "Come here earlier. I used to think that southern Xinjiang was just a poor place with poor mountains and rivers. I didn't expect to come here and see. There is a unique scenery. Most of the people in the mountains are unlearned, but they are kind and simple. I don't feel bored even if I live there for a long time." . "
"Okay! must! "
Seeing Lu Zheng agree, Wang Yuzhi pulled Hu Zhou over and looked at Hu Yijun, "What did Lord Gao say? "
" "As I said before, of course I will accept all the betrothal gifts this time. I don't know if I will return the gift in a few days to confirm the date." "Hu Yijun said.
"Okay! That's good! "
Wang Yuzhi looked at Hu Zhou with a smile, her eyes full of love, and then turned to look at Lu Zheng, "I originally thought that I would wait until the date for Xiao Zhou was set before informing the young master, but the result was exactly the same. What a coincidence. "
Lu Zheng smiled and said, "I just heard Brother Hu talk about the character of the girl from the Gao family, and I feel that she is a good match for Xiaozhou! "
When Wang Yuzhi heard this, he smiled even more.
...
At night, Hu Yijun held a banquet, and there were many profound people on Dingfeng Mountain. With the company of monsters, Lu Zheng finally felt the depth of Dingfeng Mountain.
Of course it is not as good as Baiyun Temple, but it is much stronger than Taomu Mountain. There are at least five or six masters with more than 500 years of Taoism. , there are two of them who look unfathomable, not to mention Hu Yijun who is sitting on the throne.
In comparison, except for Hu Zhou and Wang Yuzhi, there are no other people sitting at the dinner. On the contrary, Lu Zheng was the weakest in cultivation.
Of course, Lu Zheng was not neglected.
Hu Zhou’s master.
Wang Yuzhi’s savior.
Hu Yijun’s recognized brother.
Disciple of Baiyun Temple in Dajing Dynasty.
At such a young age, he has practiced Taoism for two to three hundred years. Genius.
What's more, when Lu Zheng poured out ten jars of Wuliangye from the gourd, these monsters recognized this friend from the bottom of their hearts!
"Fuck ! "
"Okay! readily! "
"Eat meat! "
A large piece of roasted lamb leg was delivered to Lu Zheng.
Lu Zheng blinked, "Wait a minute! "
"What? "
" "Wait a minute and I'll get something more." Lu Zheng said, and then poured out a few small bottles from the gourd.
“What is this?”
“Let’s see if you are used to some dry barbecue dipping sauce.”
There are spices in Da Jing Dynasty, and also in southern Xinjiang. Although the output of my own spices is not very large, it is definitely enough for the high-level officials.
But...
This place is still ancient after all. Although there are many spices, they are not easily circulated and are not widely spread.
Even if Hu Yijun is the master of Dingfeng Mountain, the spices in his hand are the output of Dingfeng Mountain and surrounding areas. At most, he can add some of the most widely spread spices in the Central Plains, and the effect will definitely not be achieved. Best in class.
Where can I compare with these classic spices that Lu Zheng has in his hands after comparison, selection, selection of the best, and targeted cultivation in modern times?
Just like fruit, the aura cannot be compared, but it tastes good!
Lu Zheng distributed the dipping sauce to everyone, and then, under everyone's gaze, he gently picked up some with his hands and sprinkled it evenly on the lamb leg.
Hmm - Bashi -
Modern dipping sauces paired with local special spices from Dingfeng Mountain, a double enjoyment.
Seeing Lu Zheng’s way of eating, everyone here also imitated the same and tried it one after another.
“Good!”
“It’s delicious!”
“It’s delicious!”
People deserve to live Even though they have been there for a long time, they may not have seen much, so these new things from Lu Zheng still aroused their surprise and surprise.
Even Hu Yijun couldn't help but look at Lu Zheng in surprise.
You know how to make wine, and you carry so many spices with you. You look like you love to enjoy yourself. If you are so good at enjoying, how did you reach such a state in such a short time?
…
A dinner party, where the host and the guest enjoy themselves.
Hu Yijun ordered his servants to arrange a room for Lu Zheng, then dismissed everyone, and then personally took Lu Zheng to the top of the mountain, accompanied by Wang Yuzhi and Hu Zhou, to have a small gathering and chat casually Some interesting things.
Starting from the second day, Hu Zhou took Lu Zheng to visit the surroundings of Dingfeng Mountain and visited various villages under the mountain.
Hu Yijun is a tiger monster, and Dingfeng Mountain is also a monster den, but he does not eat humans as blood food, but instead takes shelter.
"After all, human beings are the spirit of all things. They are born with the ability to think, farm, gather, fish, and hunt, and make and ponder. However, other creatures can only be enlightened. Even monsters can take the form of monsters subconsciously. Human form."
Hu Zhou said, "Of course NanThere are also evil sects or demons in Xinjiang that treat the mountain people in the area as slaves or blood-feeders. We are naturally at odds with them, but no one can conquer the other. ”
Lu Zheng nodded, so Southern Xinjiang is really chaotic.
…
In this way, Lu Zheng lived for three years God, when I was wondering if it was time to say goodbye, the master of Feixiong Mountain came with his daughter to pay homage to the mountain in return.