sinovels Chapter 63
Chapter 63
The two of them arrived at their destination after a few words. Ke Yan pointed to the temple in front of him and said, "Brother Su, my house is here."
When Su Wuyan looked up, he really wanted to tear his mouth open. What is the difference between sleeping in the temple and sleeping on the road?It's just that there is a wall in one place, and there is no wall in the other. At that time, he really wanted to throw down the candle and run away, but Ke Yan didn't give him a chance to run away, so he enthusiastically pulled him into the house, and walked sideways: " Are you hungry, I'm about to cook something to eat, let's go together, Brother Su."
He reluctantly walked into the temple, but saw that the inner room was different from the outside, the outside was a little dilapidated, and there were no houses for several miles, but inside, it was quite splendid, with tables, chairs, benches, pots and pans, broken beds and broken cushions , has everything, although it looks a little old, but it is very neatly arranged.He caught a glimpse of the stone statue at a high place, felt familiar, but didn't say much, just put his hands together, bowed his head and bowed, and asked casually: "Which god is enshrined in this temple, why haven't I seen it? "
"The confession is Shangqing Martial God Ke..." Ke Yan stopped abruptly in the middle of speaking.
Seeing that Ke Yan was halfway through, Su Wuyan asked: "Ke what? Shangqing Martial God, I haven't heard of it."
Ke Yan waved his hand and said, "A useless past priest is not worth mentioning."
"Nowadays the incense is the most vigorous, I'm afraid it's the civil servants." Su Wuyan said.
Feng Wu is Wen Yan's name, he and Pei Shao have now separated from Qi Ran and established their own palace. There are no less than ten thousand temples of him in the world, and it is rumored that he is very popular in the God Realm.And Shangqing Martial God is Ke Yan's own name, but after the second ascension, no one calls him anymore. The world only knows that he is the number one Martial God in the God Realm, but forgets that he is also the Shangqing Martial God who cares about the common people.
After Ke Yan cooked the meal, he called Su Wuyan to the table, and the two ate the glutinous rice balls that he hadn't finished cooking a few days ago. Su Wuyan watched him take a bite, his face was erratic, so he picked it up, He drank it in a big gulp, but spit it out again, picked up the pot on the table and drank the water, and said anxiously: "Brother Ke, your glutinous rice balls are probably broken."
Ke Yan looked at him, and quietly took another mouthful of the glutinous rice balls in his own bowl, his expression remained unchanged. After finishing the bowl, he said, "No, why didn't I eat it."
"..."
Su Wuyan looked at him in horror, reached out to take the bowl he had just filled, took a bite, but spat it out again, wrinkled his face, and sobbed: "Brother Ke, your thing is broken."
Ke Yan sighed, and under Su Wuyan's direct gaze, poured out half of the pot of glutinous rice balls, but said with a regretful expression: "This pot of glutinous rice balls is enough for me to eat for a few days."
What he said almost made Su Wuyan go berserk, this is definitely not a normal person, which normal person would not go home in the middle of the night, which normal person would fetch pewter from the grave, which normal person would pretend to be blind in the middle of the road, which normal person would look He looks so rich but lives in a ruined temple. Which normal person can eat a whole bowl of broken food without changing his face and dangle alive and kicking in front of him.
Su Wuyan sat on the head of the bed, hugged the red quilt that Ke Yan picked up from the villagers a few days ago, looked at Ke Yan helplessly, the horror in his eyes was clearly visible, and he tremblingly said: "Ke...Brother Ke .”
"Do you feel anything in your stomach?"
Ke Yan rubbed his stomach, was taken aback for a moment, then smiled, and said embarrassedly: "I feel a little bit."
He looked forward to: "How does it feel?"
"Hungry." Ke Yan scratched her head embarrassedly, and said, "Actually, I can finish the whole pot."
Su Wuyan looked at Ke Yan blankly, fell straight down, buried his head in the quilt, and thought: This is not a normal person, he must be pretending, he must have feelings...
What he didn't expect was that Ke Yan really wasn't pretending, he really didn't feel anything, and he was even a little hungry. He had eaten broken things no less than a hundred times. At first, it was really hard to swallow , but when he thought about the past of snatching food from dogs, he had to get used to it. Until now, he is still like this. In addition, he is a god, and his health is naturally good, so there is no problem.