Jiale has been cooking for several years, and his skills are not very bad.

In less than an hour, he made a table of dishes. It was meat and vegetable, so he was quite polite.

After the meal, the three of them went to their own business. After all, there was no entertainment in this wilderness. The only interesting thing was that Master Ikki next door kept knocking on the wooden fish to recite scriptures after nightfall. The sound was magnificent and thick, and could be heard clearly within a radius of hundreds of meters. It can be seen that his cultivation is very rare.

Zhou Xuan ignored these things and just meditated quietly on the bamboo bed where Jiale usually slept, turning a blind eye to the outside of the window, so as not to feel upset when listening to the chanting of scriptures.

However, Taoist Simu did not reach this level of cultivation, so he could only make noise-proof props. He sat on the table with a basin of tools, rubbing the drill bit and the file.

At this moment, Jiale happened to come over and handed two coconut shells to Taoist Simu.

"master."

Taoist Simu took the two coconut shells, picked up the drill bit and began to tinker on the coconut shell.

Jiale frowned and asked Taoist Simu with confusion on his face.

"Master, what are you doing?"

Taoist Simu turned his head and looked at Jiale and said.

"What are you doing when you ask so much, and say good night to the ancestor. You can go to the floor tonight and let the bed sleep for your senior brother."

Jiale curled his lips and nodded helplessly.

"oh."

He glanced at Zhou Xuan who was sitting on the bed and meditating, and sighed softly.

"I hope my senior brother can leave early, otherwise my hard days will be in the future."

Originally, there was only Taoist Simu in the family, and he only needed to serve one person. Now that Zhou Xuan has arrived, his status at home has been reduced by one, and he has to serve two people.

Jiale had no choice but to walk to the altar inside and worshiped the ancestor. He turned around and looked at the busy master and senior brother, and secretly took out two sound cylinders from the bamboo cabinet next to him.

This is a prop made of a hemp rope connecting two small bamboo tubes, which was made by Taoist Simu.

Jiale saw Jingjing in the hall next door through the window next door, and smiled and said intimately.

“It’s right now.”

Jiale has been cooking for several years, and his skills are not very bad.

In less than an hour, he made a table of dishes. It was meat and vegetable, so he was quite polite.

After the meal, the three of them went to their own business. After all, there was no entertainment in this wilderness. The only interesting thing was that Master Ikki next door kept knocking on the wooden fish to recite scriptures after nightfall. The sound was magnificent and thick, and could be heard clearly within a radius of hundreds of meters. It can be seen that his cultivation is very rare.

Zhou Xuan ignored these things and just meditated quietly on the bamboo bed where Jiale usually slept, turning a blind eye to the outside of the window, so as not to feel upset when listening to the chanting of scriptures.

However, Taoist Simu did not reach this level of cultivation, so he could only make noise-proof props. He sat on the table with a basin of tools, rubbing the drill bit and the file.

At this moment, Jiale happened to come over and handed two coconut shells to Taoist Simu.

"master."

Taoist Simu took the two coconut shells, picked up the drill bit and began to tinker on the coconut shell.

Jiale frowned and asked Taoist Simu with confusion on his face.

"Master, what are you doing?"

Taoist Simu turned his head and looked at Jiale and said.

"What are you doing when you ask so much, and say good night to the ancestor. You can go to the floor tonight and let the bed sleep for your senior brother."

Jiale curled his lips and replied helplessly [Haitang Bookstore      www.htsw.info].

"oh."

He glanced at Zhou Xuan who was sitting on the bed and meditating, and sighed softly.

"I hope my senior brother can leave early, otherwise my hard days will be in the future."

Originally, there was only Taoist Simu in the family, and he only needed to serve one person. Now that Zhou Xuan has arrived, his status at home has been reduced by one, and he has to serve two people.

Jiale had no choice but to walk to the altar inside and worshiped the ancestor. He turned around and looked at the busy master and senior brother, and secretly took out two sound cylinders from the bamboo cabinet next to him.

This is a prop made of a hemp rope connecting two small bamboo tubes, which was made by Taoist Simu.

Jiale saw Jingjing in the hall next door through the window next door, and smiled and said intimately.

“It’s right now.”

Jiale has been cooking for several years, and his skills are not very bad.

In less than an hour, he made a table of dishes. It was meat and vegetable, so he was quite polite.

After the meal, the three of them went to their own business. After all, there was no entertainment in this wilderness. The only interesting thing was that Master Ikki next door kept knocking on the wooden fish to recite scriptures after nightfall. The sound was magnificent and thick, and could be heard clearly within a radius of hundreds of meters. It can be seen that his cultivation is very rare.

Zhou Xuan ignored these things and just meditated quietly on the bamboo bed where Jiale usually slept, turning a blind eye to the outside of the window, so as not to feel upset when listening to the chanting of scriptures.

However, Taoist Simu did not reach this level of cultivation, so he could only make noise-proof props. He sat on the table with a basin of tools, rubbing the drill bit and the file.

At this moment, Jiale happened to come over and handed two coconut shells to Taoist Simu.

"master."

Taoist Simu took the two coconut shells, picked up the drill bit and began to tinker on the coconut shell.

Jiale frowned and asked Taoist Simu with confusion on his face.

"Master, what are you doing?"

Taoist Simu turned his head and looked at Jiale and said.

"What are you doing when you ask so much, and say good night to the ancestor. You can go to the floor tonight and let the bed sleep for your senior brother."

Jiale curled his lips and nodded helplessly.

"oh."

He glanced at Zhou Xuan who was sitting on the bed and meditating, and sighed softly.

"I hope my senior brother can leave early, otherwise my hard days will be in the future."

Originally, there was only Taoist Simu in the family, and he only needed to serve one person. Now that Zhou Xuan has arrived, his status at home has been reduced by one, and he has to serve two people.

Jiale had no choice but to walk to the altar inside and worshiped the ancestor. He turned around and looked at the busy master and senior brother, and secretly took out two sound cylinders from the bamboo cabinet next to him.

This is a prop made of a hemp rope connecting two small bamboo tubes, which was made by Taoist Simu.

Jiale saw Jingjing in the hall next door through the window next door, and smiled and said intimately.

“It’s right now.”

Jiale had no choice but to walk to the altar inside and worshiped the ancestor. He turned around and looked at the busy master and senior brother, and secretly took out two sound cylinders from the bamboo cabinet next to him.

This is a prop made of a hemp rope connecting two small bamboo tubes, which was made by Taoist Simu.

Jiale saw Jingjing in the hall next door through the window next door, and smiled and said intimately.

“It’s right now.”
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