"I didn't talk so much before."

Li Chan lowered his head and glanced at the white cat blocking the kitchen, pushed it away with his feet, and walked into the kitchen. The brooms, rice cookers, fire tongs, and water ladles in the kitchen were all making noises, "Alang is back."

Welcome Alang" and so on.

Li Chan nodded and looked around. There were bacon and garlic hanging on the wall. There were fresh bracken, winter melon and dogwood in the vegetable basket on the earthen stand by the window. Next to it was an earthen jar of pickled vinegar and celery.

On the wall opposite the window is the Kitchen God's niche. Every household in Dayong worships the Kitchen God. When you want to use fire, you just need to recite the incantation in the kitchen to get fire. Although there is also a statue of the Kitchen God in this kitchen, next to the statue

There was no incense stick in the bamboo tube, and there was no trace of incense in the incense burner.

As soon as Li Chan looked over, a ball of red flame suddenly appeared in the earless three-legged green pottery stove. The red flame was as big as a baby's head. The flame tongue trembled a few times and made a weak voice: "Welcome... ah...

…Alang.”

"Song Wuji, what have you done to yourself?" Li Chan glanced at the red flames of the green pottery stove and looked away at the bottom of the cupboard.

"No...no..." Chi Yan's voice had no confidence.

"Song, Song Wuji dares to be rude to Alang, let's teach him a lesson, teach him a lesson." The white cat ran to Li Chan's feet and wandered around to please him, but Li Chan pushed it away again with his feet.

Li Chan leaned over and pulled out a few clay pots from under the cupboard. When he looked closer, he saw that there were braised chicken, seabass, and yokan hidden in the pots. They had obviously just been hidden.

"Life is going well." Li Chan glanced sideways at the white cat, pulled off a chicken leg and ate it in two or two bites, then threw the chicken bones into the stove. "I haven't had anyone send money back for half a year. I should have used it up long ago.

Tell me, how much did you steal?"

"This, this, Alang's words chill our hearts."

The white cat was spinning around anxiously.

A red paper-cut female doll hanging in front of the window of the main house floated down, fell into the patio, and transformed into a woman, dressed in red, similar in color to the paper-cut. The woman's eyes were like water under her brows, and she looked like she was in her prime.

, she approached the kitchen and said apologetically: "Young Master, I misunderstood. We don't spend like this every day. It's just that we haven't eaten meat for a long time. Xu Da happened to get some sacrifices yesterday, so he brought them back to

Everyone enjoys it.”

When Li Chan heard the word "sacrifice", she raised her eyebrows.

The white cat hurriedly sighed and said, "Hey, what Lady Saoqing said made us burst into tears! After Alang left, the brothers suffered a lot. Although Alang's friend sent some food over from time to time, it was only for Saoqing.

Miss Qing, how can there be enough food for the brothers? Let me think about it. The government's prohibition of obscene sacrifices is just a word of mouth. In the market, where are the sacrifices to wild gods and the raising of imps? Where is the lack of people? Simply go to others to show off your power and you can get it.

Some offerings.”

Li Chan glanced at the white cat in surprise.

"It's also a way."

When the white cat heard this, he jumped up on the stove and said proudly: "We know that Alang will not blame him. Don't worry, Alang. Don't worry. We were careful and did not cause any trouble! I just heard that there is an old man Wailang in Lin'an Fang who loves love."

He also wrote a book called "Cat Ride" because of strange things, so we went to the wall and called him. The old man was surprised at first, and then he was overjoyed."

As he spoke, he imitated the tone of shaking his head: "Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, really, there is nothing a cat can't talk about, and there's nothing a cat can't talk about! He worshiped us as gods, called us Snow Lion King, and gave us many tributes."

"What a Snow Lion King, majestic, majestic!" Li Chan chuckled, "My brain is bright, I'm making progress."

The white cat looked at that smile, but it drooped its ears, shrunk its round body, and said with a flattering smile: "Don't worry, Lang, don't worry, we are being careful and not exposing our feet."

"You can't show yourself in front of others easily in the future, understand?"

Li Chan put away her smile and looked at the white cat.

"Yes, yes!"

The white cat nodded repeatedly.

Li Chan rubbed the cat's head, took off the scroll from his waist, and said to the woman in red: "Qing Niang, Hong Yao and I have just met. You take care of her first. I have something to say to Mr. Bi."

Sao Qingniang agreed, took the scroll, and Li Chan walked to the main room.

All the monsters got out of the way. When Li Chan stepped through the door, the monsters gathered around the base of the wall again. The one-legged colorful rooster with the candle on its head held its breath and listened carefully to the movements in the room. The head of the yaksha ghost flew out of the painting.

He bumped violently, flapped his wings and jumped left and right to avoid falling, but his head was always stable in one place, and the candle growing from the cock's comb was also stable, and the candlelight did not waver at all.

The ghost head of Qingyaksha on the left cursed in a low voice: "Idiot, have you forgotten what you should do?"

The ghost head of Chiyaksha on the right scolded in a low voice: "Why don't you go in?"

The rooster crowed twice, with a look of astonishment in his dark round eyes. He was kicked twice on the buttocks by two yaksha ghosts, and then he jumped into the room on his own initiative.

In the darkness, Li Chan was taking out an old pen from the bookcase by the window. The pen was made of bone, teeth, and jade, and had a warm and moist luster like pulp. The pen was mottled in color and seemed to be made of various animal hairs.

Li Chan looked at the pen with a sigh of relief. The candlelight suddenly reflected on the wall, dimly illuminating the indoor scene. There was a square beech wood table next to the bookcase. The square inkstone and candlestick on the table had been wiped as clean as new.

Li Chan looked back at the rooster and said "Come here". The rooster then fluttered its wings and flew to the corner of the table, grabbed the fixed ring on the copper candlestick with one foot, held its head high and held its chest high, motionless except for the movement of its eyes and throat.

There were two cooing sounds, and the candlelight above the head became three points brighter, illuminating the room even brighter.

"How can you cultivate? Two years have passed and you still can't speak human language."

Li Chan touched the rooster's wing feathers, then pulled out a drawer. There was a stack of Shuzhou hemp paper in the drawer. He took out a piece of hemp paper, spread it out, and began to polish the ink.

Beside the stove, Sao Qingniang unfolded the drawing paper, and a touch of cinnabar flew out of the painting.

As soon as Hong Yao appeared, he looked towards the main room. Through the window lattice, he could see Li Chan writing in the candlelight.

"That's Dai Zhu." Sao Qing Niang pointed at the colorful rooster, "Don't be afraid of strangers. Most of the little monsters here are not very smart. I will need your help in the future to control them."

Hong Yao was still a little uneasy, but she felt that she would no longer be alone in the future, so she whispered, "I'm not afraid of life."

"Hey, Miss Hongyao, Miss Hongyao." The white cat walked to Hongyao's feet, raised its head and said, "Miss Hongyao is here for the first time. Please listen to what I have to say. Listen to what I have to say. Our surname is Xu Mingda.

The number one general under Alang. In ancient times, there were ten evil spirits. We, Alang, also have four evil men. The leader of the four evils is this one! People in the world are afraid of me, so I have the name Snow Lion King. I wonder if Miss Hong Yao has heard of it.

?Not worth mentioning, not worth mentioning. As for the other three murderers, they are the two brothers Qingchi Yaksha and the fire spirit Song Wuji, who have not yet made a famous name. When the red medicine girl comes today, the four of us will

Fierce, you are finally going to become the Five Fierce. For such a happy event, I have to give you a name, just call it Rakshasa Goddess. What do you think?"

As soon as Xu Da finished speaking, the little demons in Fanyi, brooms, pots and pans shouted "Rakshasa Empress" and "Goddess Empress", and they all announced their names and titles. Here is Fuhuo, who was personally sealed by Xue Shi'er.

General, the cylinder head over there is the water-suppressing general.

Xu Da jumped onto the stove.

"Go, go, go, you guys have no business talking!"

All the little monsters started shouting.

"Xue Shi'er looks down on demons again!"

There was a lot of noise.

The noise reached the main room and was only faintly heard.

Li Chan tilted her ear toward the kitchen, smiled, and wrote on the paper:
Chapter completed!