Infinite Throne

   Chapter 917 Qingdu Steamed Bun, Crouching Tiger and Hidden Dragon

   A few days later.

   Yi Rin, who stayed up for several nights in a row, returned to Yingxue Pavilion yawning.

   This kind of hard work, Rao Shi Yilin, as an extraordinary spiritual side apostle, the strongest named disciple of Tianjianmen, and a dignified Jindan cultivator, can't bear it.

   It seems that he is still a mere human.

  Irin sighed softly.

  As the season of spring comes, the weather is getting warmer, and the wind is carrying smooth moisture.

  I saw Jiannanchun standing proudly on the eaves, with a calm face, looking into the distance, holding his hands against the wind, and hunting in his robes.

   When Yi Rin came back, he was just about to go to the room to make up for sleep when Senior Brother Jian floated down and asked curiously, "Junior Brother, you have been out early and come back late these few days.

  The translation is: The younger sister is not satisfied with the taste of the food in the palace, and the elder brother does not cook, she is very opinionated.

   "I'm busy going to the library to look up materials."

  Irin subconsciously came up with an unearthly explanation.

"What?"

   Yilin changed back to the grounded statement: "Return to Senior Brother, Junior Brother is busy looking for clues in Tianxuan Academy."

"Oh."

   Now Jian Nanchun understood.

   Yi Rin released her perception and found that Xia Xiaoman was not in Yingxue Pavilion, so she casually asked the whereabouts of her junior sister.

  Senior Brother Jian said he was absent-minded all day long, but he couldn't ignore where Junior Sister went. Brother Jian soon told Yi Rin that Xia Xiaoman, as the eldest princess, added a seat behind the curtain of the courtroom and went to listen to Zaochao.

   It seems that Xia Xiaoman is really attentive to Dagan's state affairs.

  Even though she became a Jindan cultivator by mistake, in her bones and soul, she was still the high-ranking princess Xia Xiaoman.

  Yi Rin returned to the room and took a warm bath in the sandalwood vat. He thought about it and called out Nie Hongxiu.

  Nie Hongxiu has a calm personality and works more reliably.

   "You have entered a state of hiding. Please help me to visit Junior Sister's side. Concubine Shu's current position is still unclear, so I'm not at ease."

   "Yes, Master."

  Nie Hongxiu glanced into the bucket with a blank expression, and immediately turned around and floated out of the house.

  Xiaohong was a little puzzled.

  According to what the young master had done in the past, he would always find a way to kill the uncertain factors in the germ.

   But this time,

   seems a little different.

   What are you worried about, Master?

   Although Nie Hongxiu was puzzled, she didn't ask any more questions.

  People don't talk much, which is always Nie Hongxiu's usual style.

  Irin used the free method, arranged several continuous heat preservation techniques on the barrel, then closed his eyes and seemed to fall into a deep sleep, but in fact he entered the spiritual sea of ​​the pivot.

   In the past, the soul avatar accumulated energy for three years, and when I broke through the golden pill, Irene was exhausted in one breath. Now on the broken throne, the soul avatar can only be re-charged, and it is currently in a state that is still not full.

  Irin is busy in the spiritual sea, and at the same time, the body can also get a rest, killing two birds with one stone.

   His fingertips gleamed, Yilin continued to conquer the vast "Throne" writing project, Yilin talked to Green on the coconut tree from time to time.

  Although most of the time, Greene doesn't give him a shot, but obtaining information is a job without capital and profit. Maybe this big guy will say a word or two of precious information when he is very annoying?

   But today, Green did not open his eyes from beginning to end, and a large bubble on the bat's nose suddenly swelled and deflated, making Yi Rin have the urge to puncture it with a needle.

  …

At night.

  Yi Rin woke up from the tub of bathing, and while her junior sister hadn't returned, Yi Rin sneaked out of the palace again and walked around the streets of Qingdu.

   He deliberately paid attention to many inconspicuous corners. In Qingdu, Yi Rin did not find the black lotus seal, that is, the activity of the Bodhisattva Building.

   "It seems that the scope of activities of the Bodhisattva Building is mainly in the barren southern area. After all, this is the capital of Qingdu, the capital of the Dagan Dynasty. They dare not be so presumptuous."

   When arriving in Qingdu on the same day,

  Irin noticed that the Wanxiang Building in Qingdu had been closed for rectification.

   There is no such thing as "sweeping pornography" in this world, regardless of whether it is prostitution or prostitution, in the Dagan Dynasty, it is reasonable and legal to prostitute with business licenses.

   Legal prostitution is naturally not shut down because of illegal practice.

   The more likely reason is that the Green Luan Tree behind Wanxiang Tower, a chain of entertainment venues and intelligence organizations all over Dongsheng Shenzhou, noticed that the wind was wrong and withdrew from Qingdu early, choosing to live in troubled times.

   If not, with Yi Rin's noble status holding the Heavenly Incense Token, even if she can't prostitute for free, it's not a problem to buy some secret information.

   "If only I could find a way to contact Qingluanshu."

  Without the source of intelligence, Yi Rin can only be honest and investigate by himself, which is extremely hard.

   glanced at the yellow seal on the door of Wanxianglou, Yi Rin sighed, and went around the next street to buy steamed buns.

   It's still the "big buns" shop, and the unique taste makes Yilin know the taste.

   As for the source of the money, Irene is not worried at all, it is not fair anyway.

   In front of the steamed buns shop, the business is still booming. Yilin is still the same as last time, secretly opening it like a shadow, inserting it in front, throwing the money, and leaving after buying.

   "Hey, little brother, walk slowly!"

The owner of the steamed bun shop is an old man who looks more than ancient. He is very old, but his waist is straight. He clapped the flour on his hands, walked out from behind the counter, and said goodbye warmly to Yi Rin who was about to leave. He seemed to recognize the returning visitor.

   Yi Rin looked back in surprise, looking at the smiling bun shop owner, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, but soon, Yi Rin nodded to the bun shop owner and disappeared into the crowd.

   After Irin left.

   Behind the old man, the old woman who was vigorously kneading the dough laughed strangely in a dry voice: "Is there something wrong?"

  The old man glared at the old woman: "Stinky motherfucker, quickly wash your face, haven't you seen so many guest officials waiting!"

   When the old woman heard the words, she immediately shut up.

   After a while,

   A young girl with a flushed face, jumping with a light basket, returned to the store through the back door.

   "Father, Mother, Xiu'er is back!"

  When the old man and the old woman turned their heads, their eyes were kind, and their squinted eyes revealed undisguised indulgence.

The old woman took the basket from Xiu'er's hand with her old hand full of sticky wet flour, and complained, "You girl, you don't listen to what you say, and you don't listen to it. They ran away from the temple, and those bald donkeys looked at each other with kind eyes and kind eyes, and they didn’t know what bad thoughts were hiding in their hearts, and they didn’t know what was good!”

  The old man echoed: "It's a drop, a drop, a bald head, there is no good thing!"

"What are you talking about!" Xiu'er knew for a long time that her adoptive parents had always looked down on monks. Although Xiu'er was helpless, she didn't think of a way to correct their three views, so she could only explain: "Brother Xiaohu. Not an ordinary monk?"

   "Oh? So what kind of monk is he?"

"As I said, Brother Xiaohu is Xiu'er's playmate in the same village, but he's not a bad guy! I know who Brother Xiaohu is best!" Xiu'er said, rolling up her sleeves, ignoring the dirty kitchen Xiu stepped forward to help: "Xiu'er kneading your face for you~ Don't be angry!"

"Okay, okay, don't listen to me!" The old woman returned to the stove again, and she rubbed the noodles violently. While rubbing, the old woman said, "Xiu'er, last time I taught you for my mother. Do you remember the 'Ben Lei kneading method'? The focus is on the breath..."

   "Mother, hee hee hee, you don't know, when Xiu'er was delivering vegetarian bags to the monks today, Brother Xiaohu actually ran out to say thank you to Xiuer! Brother Xiaohu finally agreed to talk to Xiuer!"

   "Hmph, concentrate!" The old woman reprimanded with a stern expression.

   "Got it!" Xiu'er stuck out her tongue, closed her eyes, and stared at the dough on the stove.

  She, I have long thought that this kneading technique is very complicated. The old couple said that this is an ancestral kneading technique that cannot be learned anywhere else. But whenever she kneads the dough according to the method that her adoptive mother said, her body is warm, warm, and a little cool, so comfortable.

  …

  …

   Yi Rin returned to Yingxue Pavilion with several generations of hot buns.

   Along the way, he thought back to the two old men at Baozipu.

After    stepped on the threshold, Yi Rin shook his head and smiled: "This Qingdu is really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon."

   Back to Yingxue Pavilion,

  Senior Brother Jian was still on the eaves, maintaining the posture when Yi Rin left, holding his hands against the wind, the clouds were light and the wind was light.

   His stop seems to be a day.

   Yi Rin greeted Senior Brother Jian to eat steamed buns, Senior Brother Jian had long been fasting, and he could eat it or not.

   But when Yi Rin took a bite, the overflowing fragrance was so fragrant that Senior Brother Jian couldn't help but float down.

  While the two brothers were eating steamed buns, the eldest princess Xia Xiaoman hurriedly returned from outside.

   "Come on, Junior Sister, it's just a coincidence that I'm eating steamed buns, it's still the same room, it's hot."

   Yi Rin shook the bun in his hand towards his junior sister.

  But Xia Xiaoman didn't even look at Baozi, he lowered his head and frowned, and replied casually, "You guys eat, Xiaoman has no appetite."

   said, Xia Xiaoman hid in the boudoir.

  Senior Brother Jian and Irin looked at each other, and both saw shock in each other's eyes.

   This bun, the junior sister is rushing to eat it on weekdays.

   And today, the junior sister is so abnormal, there must be something strange.

  Nie Hongxiu's figure was looming, and he followed Xia Xiaoman and returned to Yi Rin's side.

   (end of this chapter)