louisehourcade Chapter 21 Chapter 21
Chapter 21 Chapter 21
Unexpectedly, after being caught in the Demon Realm, Ling Yan found that he was neither killed by Ju Wuyou, nor tied up with iron chains, so that he was not allowed to be free.He can move freely in the Demon Realm during the day, and rests in Ju Wuyou's lair at night, receiving food from Ju Wuyou from time to time.
The only regret is that Ju Wuyou is always by his side, staring at him, even if Ju Wuyou is busy in the kitchen, he still has to tie Ling Yan with a rope to prevent him from running away.
Ling Yan really wanted to complain: "If he is going to be able to run, he should have already run away. But the enchantment on the edge of the demon realm is not something he can break through with a little foundation building. He really can't escape."
"Still pretending to tie me up with a hemp rope," Ling Yan pinched the thick rope wrapped around his waist with his fingers in distaste, and the bullets kept popping up in his heart.Through the touch of his fingertips, he could feel that the rope was just an ordinary rope without any aura. "Tie the dog, this is it!" Ling Yan felt aggrieved and scolded his mother.
Ju Wuyou's kitchen was temporarily built after he captured Ling Yan. The walls are made of trees and the roof is thatched. It looks like the most common boxy house in the world.There is a small window to the west of the kitchen.
It was now the third day since Ling Yan was captured, and it was Unitary Hour, the sun in the west was slowly sinking towards the horizon, and the burning clouds in the sky were gorgeous and magnificent.
Bored, Ling Yan found a stone outside the kitchen and sat on it, propping his chin with one hand, looking into the distance with both eyes, admiring the dark and gloomy evening scenery of the Demon Realm.
And Ju Wuyou was making dinner for him in the kitchen.Wearing a large gray robe, Moxiu rolled up his sleeves, exposing two bloodless slender arms that were as white as lime, busy in front of the stove in the kitchen, choosing, washing, cutting, cleaning, Adding oil, stir frying, lighting a fire... Ju Wuyou did it all by himself.It doesn't seem to be in a hurry.
Through the small window on the west side, Ling Yan clearly saw Ju Wuyou's busy figure, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "This devil is really good at learning."
He still remembers the first night when he was arrested, Ju Wuyou wanted to cook a pot of wontons for him, but he almost set the kitchen on fire. The flames were so bright that the smoke filled the air. , more like dark cuisine than dark cuisine.
Bigu needs to be learned. Although Ling Yan has already established the foundation, he has not yet learned the technique of bigu.Therefore, he still had to eat breakfast, lunch, and dinner like ordinary people, and occasionally had a supper.
Ju Wuyou took Ling Yan back from Yunlai Town, but in Yunlai Town, Ling Yan hadn't had time to eat anything.In the wonton shop, he only drank a sip of hot soup.
So, as soon as he arrived in the Demon Realm, he was hungry.
However, when he saw the dark dish-like ravioli from Ju Wuyou, Ling Yan's appetite suddenly disappeared like smoke from the roof, and it disappeared completely with the wind blowing.
"Why bother?" At that time, Ling Yan's face was ashamed, pointing at the plate of unknown objects with trembling fingers, and said to Ju Wuyou word by word, "Brother, if you want to poison me to death, just say so. What do you want to do with the dark dish?"
"I want to feed you..." Ju Wuyou replied.
"I don't know how to eat it!" Ling Yan firmly refused.
"But you will be hungry, and you will die if you are hungry. If you die, I will lose you."
"...Oh." Ling Yan said indifferently.
This guy really cares about the life sustainability of the captives, Ling Yan raised his eyebrows, thinking so.But he still refused to eat the dish of dark food that didn't look like anything in front of him.
Whoever loves this plate of ghost food will eat it!He didn't want to eat it anyway.
"What do you want before you are willing to eat?" Ju Wuyou approached step by step with a plate in his hand, but Ling Yan kept backing away until his back touched the rock, and there was no way to retreat.
Ling Yan moved his eyes down, and carefully looked at the dark, strange-shaped mass in the white porcelain disc. The corners of his eyes twitched unconsciously, and every cell in his body was filled with rejection.
This thing is too ugly, he won't eat it.
However, when he opened his mouth, his face was serious and serious, rather than giving up.
"We Daoist cultivators never eat the food of demonic cultivators." Ling Yan said stubbornly, "Unless you let me go, I'd rather go on a hunger strike until I die."
"Are you on a hunger strike..." Ju Wuyou murmured softly, her brows and eyes drooping, and the emotion in her eyes was covered by thick eyelashes.Ling Yan couldn't see the look on his face clearly, but he thought to himself: The other party must be angry.
After all, the few words he just said were quite angry.Ling Yan only hoped that the other party would stop serving him such dark food that made the corners of his eyes twitch.He felt that if he took a bite, he would lose ten years of life.
However, in the end, Ju Wuyou just murmured a few words in a low voice, raised his head cautiously, took a quick glance at Ling Yan, and then lowered his head. He was quite hurt and lonely, like a child who was forced to cry and went on hunger strike. Helpless parents.But he didn't do anything, he just silently moved the plate away from Ling Yan.
Seeing Ju Wuyou's leaving back, Ling Yan unconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, and leaned his back against the cool wall behind him.
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"Look at you, you've lost weight." On the second morning after Ling Yan was arrested, Ju Wuyou put his hands around Ling Yan's waist and said with a sigh, his voice was sad, and everyone who heard it fell down. tears.
It's just that Ling Yan who didn't eat all night: ...
Dude, you are exaggerating!
Even though he was thinking this way, Ling Yan tentatively touched his waist with both hands, feeling the same as usual.Didn't lose weight.
Ling Yan was at a loss, and only felt that Ju Wuyou was baffled.
This morning, Ju Wuyou spent half an hour memorizing the recipes, and another half an hour preparing the ingredients and seasonings, and even the three spoonfuls of salt to be used were scooped up in advance and put aside for later use.The real cooking process takes less than a stick of incense.
Before Ju Wuyou lifted the lid of the pot, Ling Yan, who had been hungry all night and all morning, came to the kitchen smelling the smell, looking like a domestic cat that smelled fish and came running around.
Seeing Ju Wuyou, Ling Yan said hello with some embarrassment: "Hello, good morning."
When he smelled the smell of food at first, he thought that Ju Wuyou had hidden delicious food in the kitchen.It turned out that he was the cook.
Has this guy's culinary skills improved so quickly?Ling Yan has doubts.
"The meal is ready." Ju Wuyou said, and that terrifying smile with muscles stretched to the extreme appeared on his overly pale face, which made people worry whether he would cause facial muscle strain due to this.
Of course, Ju Wuyou is a demon cultivator, so it is obviously impossible for him to suffer such a small injury.His smile had always been so queer, as queer as he was.
"Do you want to try it?" Ju Wuyou asked again, he lifted the lid of the pot, picked up a cleaned pure white porcelain bowl next to it, and fished out one after another steaming wontons from the attractive soup.
Gollum!
Ling Yan's Adam's apple slid up and down, swallowing involuntarily.
"I'll just eat one..." Ling Yan raised his index finger and said very principledly.
Then, one by one...
Ling Yan never stopped holding the chopsticks in his hand again, until the wontons in the pot were swept away, then he wiped his mouth contentedly, put down the chopsticks, turned and left the kitchen.
Behind him, Ju Wuyou will be in charge of washing the dishes.
After that, Ling Yan's meals were punctual, and he never went hungry again. He lived a life of a prisoner who was fed every day and was not particularly depressing.
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