The story of Xiaohou Ye meeting the dragon

Chapter 4

Thinking of something, he asked, "Master Immortal, do you usually eat?"

The immortal nodded and said, "Sometimes you eat, sometimes you don't."

This is in line with the standard of a god in Zhai Xiaohou's mind, but...

"Then when you eat, do you also eat... that white rice with pickled vegetables?" This is the only thing Zhai Xiaohou feels dissatisfied with after entering the Immortal Cave Mansion. What kind of food is it?It simply doesn't match this extraordinary fairy cave!

The god frowned, and said displeasedly: "So my old servant died last year. This is his grandson. He is very lazy and stupid. He only knows how to cook white rice, and the pickles are all leftovers from the past. I too do not like to eat."

Zhai Xiaohou's jaw almost dropped—the leftover pickles from last year are served with rice?This is too... Let alone a god, even he can't eat it!

But...the old servant is dead?Do the servants of the gods also die?Also, do gods also eat?That's right, there is a toilet here, it seems that the gods have to eat and drink... Maybe he is not a real god?So who is he?Look at his eyebrows, eyes, nose, and mouth, how beautiful they are. Zhai Xiaohou admits that he has seen countless people, and he has never seen such flawless beauty. Then look at his figure, temperament, and demeanor, alas! ...Zhai Xiaohou's mind was full of thoughts, and he swallowed countless saliva. Thanks to the lust and courage that he has cultivated in the field of love and moon for several years, he can still calm down at this time, thinking to himself whether you are a fairy or not, if you fall into my eyes, you will pull it out If I don't go out, hey, if I don't kidnap you, I, Zhai Xiaohou, will never be a human being!

* 5 *

The immortal remembered something and asked, "What's your name?"

Zhai Xiaohou was about to open his mouth when he suddenly remembered that he was "losing his memory". Of course he couldn't remember the name, so he shook his head, and the god raised his hand, and a green jade plaque on Zhai Xiaohou's waist flew up and landed there. The white jade-like hand, contrasted with blue and white, is generally delicate and smooth, faintly glowing, Zhai Xiaohou's eyes straightened again.

"Zhai." The immortal raised his eyes: "Your surname should be Zhai, right?"

"Ah?" Xiaohou Zhai remembered that his surname was engraved on this family jade tablet, nodded hurriedly, and replied, "Oh, so my surname is Zhai."

"What's his name?" The immortal turned his head to look at him, not specifically asking, because this guy has "lost his memory".Zhai Xiaohou saw the cute look of his frowning slightly, and his heart itched to rush to hug him, kiss him, and ruthlessly...

"Call me little monkey, Zhai little monkey, I think you are very similar to that little monkey in the back mountain." The fairy came to a conclusion and turned to leave. After thinking about it, he hurriedly chased after him, and said angrily: "What little monkey! I don't look like a monkey anymore! Are monkeys so handsome? Are monkeys so suave? You...you..."

Kankan chased after him, the fairy turned his head and said strangely: "Don't you like monkeys?"

Zhai Xiaohou was running so fast that he couldn't stop, of course, he didn't want to stop, he directly bumped into the fairy, opened his hands, and said with a smile: "This time I can hug you!" But he felt as if his body had hit an invisible soft wall, was bounced back, and sat down on his buttocks. The fairy grabbed his collar, put it down straight, withdrew his hand, frowned and said, "It's so dirty."

Zhai Xiaohou hasn't washed or changed his clothes for the past two days. After tossing and turning on the trees in the forest, his face is unkempt, and his back bleeds a lot, which has condensed into scabs. When he mentions it, he immediately feels ashamed and takes two steps back, saying : "Yes, yes, it's too dirty, don't dirty your cave, where is there a place to take a bath?"

The fairy turned around and led the way, and led him to a cave. There was a spring on the rock wall that flowed out slowly, and then merged into the lower spring pool. The water in the pool was quite deep and crystal clear. Outlet channel.

"Wow! That's great!" Zhai Xiaohou—— Zhai Xiaohou smiled happily, and immediately took off his clothes. Seeing that the gods didn't take offense, he was so excited that he almost danced, stripped off his clothes, and went to the pool for a while. Jump.

"Wow!" The cold water made him scream, and he turned around and climbed up the edge of the pool desperately. Just as one hand reached the edge of the pool, it was stepped on by a foot, and he yelled again.

"Clean up and come up again." The Immortal said indifferently, looking directly at Zhai Xiaohou's naked body, but there was no difference in his expression. From his point of view, there was no difference between Zhai Xiaohou who was dressed and Zhai Xiaohou who was not. .

Zhai Xiaohou was kicked into the water, trembling desperately, tearfully said: "Cold! Cold! Cold... cold!"

"It won't be cold after washing." The fairy stood leisurely by the pool, and when he saw Zhai Xiaohou reaching out to the side of the pool, he stretched out his feet to step on it. Shivering, desperately rubbing and scrubbing his numb body from the cold, after a quick wash, his face was pale and his lips were purple.

"Is it alright?" The little monkey gritted its teeth and looked at the fairy by the pool pitifully. ...not so friendly...

"Hair." The fairy said calmly.Zhai Xiaohou called: "Wound! I still have a wound!"

"It's okay, I'll give you medicine again." The fairy spoke softly, but Zhai Xiaohou just wanted to cry, but after a stalemate for a while, the fairy showed no sign of giving in, so Zhai Xiaohou had no choice but to shrink down, submerge the top of his head in the water, and wash it off. The hair was washed away at the same time, as well as the unbearable spring of tears.

"It's... unreasonable... Woooooo..." Zhai Xiaohou choked up, trembling, gritted his teeth, and finished the most painful bath in his life. When the god finally allowed him to lean against the pool, he I didn't have the strength to climb up to the edge of the pool, so I had to hold onto the edge of the pool and weep. My body was numb from the cold, but I didn't feel cold anymore.

Suddenly, his body lightened, and he flew out of the water and fell on the rocky ground. Surprisingly, he didn't feel any pain from the fall, as if he was being supported and put down gently. Zhai Xiaohou looked up crying, and seemed to see the snow-white figure of a fairy in his tearful eyes. Come closer, and then lose consciousness.

When he woke up, his whole body was warm, as if he was lying on the bed. Zhai Xiaohou touched it with his hands, and his body was as soft and slippery as satin. When he opened his eyes, he saw that his body was covered with a white satin quilt, and his body was covered with a quilt. It was thick and soft, and there was no pain when the head turned. I touched it with my hand, and sure enough, the medicine was applied again, but... Zhai Xiaohou let out a strange cry, lifted the quilt and jumped out of the bed. There is a huge bronze mirror, jumping over to take a picture on the left and right, I want to cry but have no tears.

After standing there blankly for a while, another figure suddenly appeared in the mirror, Zhai Xiaohou hurriedly turned around, and said with tears in his eyes, "How could this happen?!"

"It's convenient to take medicine."

"But……"

"Or do you like full light?"

Zhai Xiaohou shivered, and hurriedly said: "Forget it, let's do it like this." He turned around and took photos again and again, with a depressed expression on his face.

Seeing his sluggish look, the immortal smiled and said, "What's the matter? After a long time, it will be the same as before. Don't worry."

Zhai Xiaohou's shoulders were slumped, his head was downcast, he suddenly thought of the meaning of his words, raised his eyes and asked, "Are you willing to keep me for a long time?"

"I have to wait until you recover from your injury." The fairy said gently.

Is this considered a blessing in misfortune?Zhai Xiaohou is a little joyful in his sadness, a little hopeful in his sadness, the matter has come to this point, alas, be patient!

As expected, the gods seldom eat. Most of the time, they just drink the dew that condenses on the stone milk in the cave, and occasionally take some elixir, but Zhai Xiaohou couldn't get hungry, so he had to go to the stove to get food again. The black-clothed servant cooks a pot of white rice every day, and nine out of ten of the pickles in the jars by the wall have been eaten up. If this continues, they will have to eat only white rice in a month or two.

Seeing Zhai Xiaohou's new appearance, he opened his eyes uncommonly, let out a "huh", and then stopped talking, Zhai Xiaohou didn't know if he was dumb or too lazy to even speak, but this fairy master and servant The attitude of turning a blind eye still made him feel relaxed at present, alas, he rubbed the back of his head again, gritted his teeth and continued to eat three bowls of rice, plus four pickled radishes.

Afterwards, Zhai Xiaohou lived in the Immortal's Cave and occupied the Immortal's bedroom. At first he was complacent, thinking that he could share the same bed with the Immortal—is there only one bedroom here? The black-clothed servant lives in the kitchen, Almost grew on that grass bed.

It's a pity that the gods don't come back to sleep. He has a very regular daily schedule. He reads in the morning, meditates at noon, practices calligraphy and painting in the afternoon, and meditates again at night. Except for the study and painting studio, he basically stays in his alchemy room. The only place Zhai Xiaohou can't go in and out casually is blocked by a heavy stone door. Zhai Xiaohou once tried to push it secretly, even with all his strength, but the huge stone door still didn't move at all.And when the god stretched out his hand and pushed it, the stone door turned around with a "swish", and it was vaguely visible that it was empty inside, and it was also illuminated by soft pearl light. Nothing else could be seen clearly, so the god closed the door again.

Seeing his relaxed and casual appearance, Zhai Xiaohou tended to think that he was a real god—look, that soft white jade hand, if it wasn't a god, how could it have such great strength?Of course, his plans to take advantage of the opportunity were all aborted—so how could his small bones be as strong as a big bluestone?Isn't it more dangerous to pluck oil from the body of a god than to pluck hair from a tiger's head!

The sun rises and the sun sets, and the age of the Immortal Cave is unknown. Zhai Xiaohou has already eaten more than a dozen meals of white rice and pickled vegetables. He really can’t eat any more. something, again