Chapter 160 (1/2)
Chapter 160: I don’t eat meat!
The chicken broth could be heard vigorously ‘bubbling’ in the clay pot, chicken olden colour that stimulates appetite
Multi-coloured feathers were scattered all over the ground as though the chicken had struggled fiercely but ultimately could not escape its misfortune
“Mt Gong’s multicoloured chickens are best served with bareasy Bamboo shoots are fresh and crunchy, and their taste and texture are both excellent Sprinkle with red Lingzhi, it’s simply delicious” Handsome, cool, and clad in a Starry cloud robe and his head croith a white jade hat, Xiahou Qianbai’s left hand held up his right wide, loose sleeve while his right hand gently stirred the pot of broth with a pair of chopsticks
As he stirred the pot, a full-bodied aro’s nose
Li Muyang greedily took a deep breath, his eyes unblinkingly stared at Xiahou Qianbaisoup He did not expect a Starry Sky teacher to be able to make soup but even ——No wonder everyone sayshard
He did not look like he’sfreehandedly
Like he’s writing a poem, casual, relaxed and spontaneous with brush strokes
Also like he’s playing the flute or sword dancing Or doing thein the world
At thathad to admit Xiahou Qianbai is the most handsome man of Starry Sky
“Teacher Xiahou is powerful and influential, I greatly ad the flattering words he prepared While others are working, he ement
“I’m very disappointed in you” Xiahou Qianbai said “I did not expect that you couldn’t even kill a chicken”
Li Muyang’s face turned red, explaining sheepishly: “These multicoloured mountain chickens are called chicken but they are actually birds They can fly at low altitude Since they grew up on Mt Gong, in the mountainous forests, they’re fast and nimble; I can’t catch up with them–”
“I even used the Imprisonive” Xiahou Qianbai said
Li Muyang looked even ht it would be over with that one sword strike, I didn’t know its tail is so long–”
“Does your family kill chickens from the bottom up?”
“I don’t know, I’ve never killed a chicken” Li Muyang said He sed a gulp of saliva, trying to resist the temptation of the pot of chicken broth, then cautiously asked: “Teacher Xiahou, since you are good at killing chickens, why not do it yourself?”
“I’ons for me to kill?” Xiahou Qianbai was evidently unhappy with Li Muyang’s question “Besides, us Taoists cannot arbitrarily kill, there are sacred rules and restrictions I have to abide by the rules, I can’t ruin our kind soul”
“But, your broth——”
“I didn’t kill that chicken”
“——”
Li Muyang wanted to refute him and say you killed the chicken When I could not catch up with it, you used the ‘I my sword down at its butt, you went on to chant the ‘Bloodletting spell’ If not, hoould the Mt Gong’s multi-coloured chicken died so quickly?
Of course, when you eat food fr
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