Since Wen Qiong's vest fell off, she took her disciples to live in Yishen Hall. Yishen Hall has become very lively because of this. From time to time, monks will come here to see Wen Qiong, and also to see Du Heng, a legendary figure who is in love with the Dzi beads. Of course, they will also eat something by the way.

Du Heng therefore prepared some convenient dishes, such as beef and duck blood vermicelli soup, such as various noodles and wonton dumplings. When someone came, he just took out the soup and ingredients and blanched them in the pot or cooked them. Without a cup of tea, a bowl of hot vermicelli noodles or wontons would be served.

There were also big guys who came to eat, such as Yang Yuanqing from Zhenhuangshan. The Sect Master Yang came three times a day with a sick body. Every time he came over, he sighed to Wen Qiong and looked like a resentful woman who had been let down. Later, when he came to sigh again, Wen Qiong could calmly ask him if he wanted to make a mask with a cucumber slice on his face.

Master Yang was very injured. He was so depressed that he had to eat two bowls of duck blood vermicelli before leaving.

In addition to Yang Yuanqing, Ye Wenqiu also came the most. Every time Mr. Ye came, he would bring some small gifts to Du Heng. Today, what he brought was the introduction to the kendo he wrote personally. Du Heng replied to him a plate of dried fish. Ye Wenqiu took the dried fish and went for a long talk with Wen Qiong.

Du Heng was preparing ingredients to stew duck blood vermicelli soup. He saw a large pot of chopped ducks with salt, white wine, green onions and ginger on the round table in the kitchen. Next to the large pot was there, duck blood soaked in salt water and duck livers with bitter gallbladder removed. In the basket next to it, there were two pots of golden soybean soybeans cut into two halves, tender green vegetables, as well as sweet potato vermicelli raised in clean water.

These are all ingredients that Du Heng has processed. Some of the difficult things to clean need to be further processed. For example, he was burying his head to clean the duck intestines. After the fine duck intestines are initially cleaned, salt and white vinegar need to be added to wash three or four times. When cleaning, the excess oil inside and outside the duck intestines needs to be removed. In this way, the cleaned duck intestines can be fresh, crisp, elastic teeth and no odor.

While Du Heng was processing the ingredients, Jing Nan floated in. He yawned and went to get out the stove: "Where is the sweet potato?"

Du Heng smiled: "You have been sleeping until this point. If the potatoes were left in the stove, they would have been roasted into charcoal. I'll take them out and put them in the refrigerator." Jing Nan went to touch the refrigerator door in a daze: "I'm so sleepy..."

Du Heng said with a distressed heart: "Thank you for your hard work, I'll give you a duck blood vermicelli to eat." These days, Nan Nan has not slept soundly at night. She started to hurt in the middle of the night yesterday and sobbed. Feng Gui quickly called Xiaoyu, and the two of them joined forces to make him feel a little more comfortable.

Jing Nan's face turned pale today. She shook her swayed while walking. She didn't know the inside story and thought he was just like this. Only those who knew the inside story knew how much pain he endured every day.

After hearing Du Heng say that he wants to make duck blood vermicelli soup, Jing Nan was inspired: "Okay. Please give me more duck meat, don't have fans." Du Heng responded: "Okay, keep all the duck legs for you."

The sweet potatoes in the refrigerator were still as hot as they had just taken out of the stove. Today, the sweet potatoes were a little too baked, and the skin on the outside was scorched. Jing Nan put the sweet potatoes on the ground and knocked them twice. A crack appeared on the outer skin of the potato. After pinching the cracks, the white inner inside appeared in front of Jing Nan.

So far, all the sweet potatoes grown by Du Heng are Baixin. He has not found any honey potatoes and purple potatoes he has eaten in his hometown. Baixin potatoes are more practical, not as soft as honey potatoes. After Jing Nan took off the skin, he ate them with a spoon.

Jing Daxian'er was wandering around in the kitchen, and he hummed a little tune and looked around. Seeing Ye Wenqiu talking to Wen Qiong outside the house, Jing Nan poked Du Heng's waist with a sloppy look: "Du Heng, Du Heng, do you think Ye Wenqiu is a little interesting to your master?"

The slow Du Heng turned his head: "Hmm?! Is there any?"

Jing Nan said: "Of course there is! Or he is a very good-looking elder who has nothing to do? He ran to Yichen Hall three times a day and chatted with Wen Qiong every time. Isn't this obvious?"

Du Heng blinked: "If you want to say that, isn't Yang Yuanqing from Zhenhuangshan the same?" Jing Nan shook his head: "If it's not possible, Ye Wenqiu can do it, Yang Yuanqing can't do it."

Du Heng wondered: "Why? Why can't Yang Yuanqing do it?"

Jing Nan stuffed a large spoonful of sweet potato into his mouth, and he choked a little. Du Heng quickly poured him a cup of soy milk. He took it and took a sip and sighed: "Ye Wenqiu is beautiful, Yang Yuanqing is so slapped."

Du Heng felt that Yang Zong was mainly hearing Jing Nan's words here, and he could probably fight with him with a long gun. I think Yang Yuanqing was also the leader of the sect, and if he was not too straight, he would have been the one who was in the deep boudoir of countless girls. Why did he become a long and shady person when he arrived at Jing Nan?

However, Jing Nan said casually: "Actually, Ye Wenqiu is not good either. Apart from his cultivation level being a little higher than Qiongqiong, he is just a waste in his life. Look at their master and disciple, throw them together, and these two can live like wild animals."

Jing Daxian'er was too ungrateful and denied the bigwigs of the two major sects in two sentences. Du Heng could only be glad that he could only hear his words. If Ye Wenqiu heard them, the Yishen Hall would probably not be able to be opened.

Du Heng finally cleaned the duck intestines and gizzards. At this time, the pork bones and chicken bones blanched in the pot were already ready. Du Heng took out the two bones and rinsed them in the basket aside. While the water in the pot was still hot, Du Heng poured a large pot of duck into the pot and blanched them together.

These ducks are sea ducks, and each one is an old duck who can lay eggs. At that time, there were such ducks among the ingredients packaged from Yunyanlou. Such ducks were not suitable for making salted duck or roast duck, but they were the best for cooking soup.

Jing Nan watched Du Heng pick up the blanched duck again, and he sighed: "It looks like a very simple snack, why is it so complicated to make?"

Every ingredient that is placed in the pot needs to be cleaned thoroughly, take the duck blood raised in salt water for example. Du Heng must first soak the duck blood in salt water, cut the duck blood into strips or pieces, and then blanch it in boiling water with salt and wine. After the surface of the duck blood changes color, it must be quickly taken out and soaked in cold water. When eating, put the duck blood in the duck soup to stew it, so that the duck blood can be tender and odorless.

If this dish was replaced by Jing Nan, Jing Daxian'er would rather not eat it than waste her kung fu.

Du Heng smiled: "Actually it's not complicated. It means cleaning the ingredients. You think it's complicated because you don't like cooking. For me, combining these ordinary ingredients together to make delicious food is an achievement."

Jing Nan used a small wooden spoon to pick the meat stuck on the potato skin: "Oh. Have Xiaoyu and the others gone to Lingbao Garden to practice the formation again?"

Du Heng nodded: "Yes, Xiaoxiao and the others have gone, are you going too?"

Jing Nan shook his head: "No, I want to stay at home and watch you." Du Heng smiled: "Why are you looking at me? I am so old and I won't get lost."

Are you afraid that something like Yan Buhui will happen again? Yan Buhui has been locked up by the sword cultivators of Shenxu Palace. Even if he has the ability to cultivate the sky, he will not be able to escape from the dungeon of Shenxu Palace for the time being. Besides, Wen Qiong is still in Yishen Hall. Are you still afraid that people will come to find trouble?

Jing Nan said: "Never underestimate human nature. Although you have the protection of the sect now, you never know how many pairs of eyes are staring at you. How many bad intentions are there in this? Everyone's thoughts will not be written on their faces. If someone comes to you for bad luck, you will not be able to cry."

Jing Nan sat on the stool and squeezed the owl squatting on the stool to the ground. The owl screamed in grievance, then walked out of the Yichen Hall with a shake and swing.

He said slowly: "Your sincerity does not mean that others will treat you with the same attitude. Don't underestimate the malice in the world of cultivation. Although there are many kind people around you now, as long as there is a bad person, it will be enough to make you feel uncomfortable."

Du Heng nodded solemnly: "Thank you, Nan Nan, I will pay attention."

Jing Nan's mouth was covered with gray and black on the sweet potato, but he said seriously: "Some things cannot be avoided by your attention. In short, we should be more cautious."

Du Heng smiled: "Okay."

After all the ingredients were initially processed, Du Heng was about to start stir-frying the duck. He poured soybean oil into the pot. After the oil was hot, he poured the blanched duck pieces into the pot and stir-frying out the moisture. When the skin of the duck was fried slightly yellow, he poured white wine into the pot to remove the fishy smell.

After stir-frying, he added enough boiling water, which would flood the duck and enough for him to make more than a hundred bowls of old duck soup, so he could not be ambiguous.

After adding boiling water, the duck soup in the pot quickly opened, and a layer of golden oil was floating on the water surface. Du Heng put ginger slices into the pot and green onion, and also put the ingredients for stewing duck into it.

The ingredients for stewing duck soup are a bit different from the ingredients he used to braised salted duck before. Jing Nan looked roughly and Du Heng added seven or eight kinds of spices to the ingredients. It contains star anise cinnamon, bay leaf, □□萌萌萌萌萌萌萌萌萌萌萌萌萌萌萌萌萌萌萌萌萌萌萌萌萌萌萌萌萌萌萌萌萌萌萌萌萌萌萌萌萌萌萌萌萌萌萌萌萌萌萌萌萌萌萌萌萌萌萌萌萌萌�

Seeing that Jing Nan was a little questioned, Du Heng smiled and said, "These spices are just used to improve freshness and remove fishy smell. There should not be too much, otherwise the taste will cover the original flavor of the old duck. The soup in the duck blood vermicelli soup depends on the original flavor of the old duck."

Jing Nan shrugged: "Oh."

After wrapping the spices into the pot, Du Heng put the previously blanched pork bones and chicken racks in a large pot and stewed them together. When the water boiled again, Jing Nan found that the color of the soup in the pot had turned pale.

Du Heng skipped off the foam floating on the soup, and then covered the pot and let the duck soup in the pot slowly stand the test of time. Taking advantage of this time, he was going to deal with the duck miscellaneous matter.

It is a bit troublesome to deal with duck miscellaneous matter. You need to add spices to a new pot and stew it temporarily to remove the fishy smell. Then take out the duck miscellaneous matter after removing the fishy smell and put it in a casserole with duck soup and continue to stew a cup of tea and add an incense stick. Then you also need to take out the duck miscellaneous matter and let it cool down and slice it for later use...

Jing Nan was so dizzy that he threw the leftover potato skin into the stove and washed his hands in the pool: "It's so troublesome, it's better for me to wait for it. I'll go out for a walk, you can cook slowly."

Du Heng replied: "Okay, be careful of your health and don't run too far." Jing Nan's voice came: "Oh."

After Jing Nan left for a while, someone came to Yichentang. Du Heng looked up and saw that he hurriedly wiped his hands with a towel and walked out of the kitchen: "Senior Brother Yun! You are here!"

Yun Zhonghe had a dark face and said coldly: "Elder Du, you are now a disciple of the Sect Master of Dingkun Sect. Yun Zhonghe is just an inner disciple of the Medicine King Valley. You can't call me a senior brother."

When Du Heng heard Yun Zhonghe's accent, he knew that he was angry. He pleased him and went to greet him: "Senior Brother Yun, don't be angry. I didn't know that my master was the head of Dingkun Sect before." This sentence is the truth. When Wen Qiong exposed his true identity, Du Heng was stunned.

Yun Zhonghe was still not angry. He held Du Heng's pulse with his backhand. After pressing for a while, he put down his hand: "You are so big that you are trying to attract wind, so I don't want to collect your body."

Du Heng smiled and changed the topic: "Senior Brother Yun, have you had breakfast? Do you want to eat a bun?"

Yun Zhonghe looked at Du Heng with complicated eyes. He couldn't help but raise his hand and cried Du Heng: "Eat, you only have something to eat in your mind!" In the past, he had a mentality of remembering to eat and not killing in the Medicine King Valley. Now he still has this virtue, when will it be better!

It is estimated that only Yun Zhonghe can beat Du Heng without any burden in this world. Du Heng's original body was scolded the most when he was in the Medicine King Valley, but he also protected him the longest time.

Yun Zhonghe sat in the Yishen Hall holding a teacup. He looked at Du Heng up and down: "When you have a good opportunity, you will follow the Sect Master of Dingkun in the future to practice well. Sect Master Wen is good, and the people around you are good to you. Compared to the days when you worked hard in the Medicine King Valley, your life is pretty good now, so you should cherish it."

Du Heng nodded hurriedly: "I know, Senior Brother Yun, don't worry."

Yun Zhonghe sighed, and he sighed: "When you were a little medicine boy, Master gave you to me. He told me that you will never be of great use in your life. Now it seems that Master is also out of sight. It can be seen that such an opportunity is indefinite."

Du Heng smiled and said, "If it weren't for the protection of Senior Brother Yun, I would have been killed by Yan Buhui."

Yun Zhonghe shook his head: "I don't think so. I think you have learned something in the Demon Realm. Maybe it was the Phantom Dzi that inspired your potential and recalled your mind. You are smarter than the stupid Du Heng before. Even without me, you can survive. Look, you find a way to survive when you go to Dongji Mountain, and many people will lose halfway. This is destiny."

Du Heng didn't think so: "If it weren't for the talismans and magic weapons given by Senior Brother Yun and other senior brothers, I wouldn't have been able to walk to Dongji Mountain at all."

Yun Zhonghe's slender fingers swayed the outer wall of the teacup, and he seemed to be thinking about something. Du Heng didn't bother him. He got up and went to the refrigerator to take out some pastries and put them in front of Yun Zhonghe: "Senior Brother Yun, please have some snacks."

Yun Zhonghe was not interested in dim sum and other things. He thought for a while and said, "I want to tell you some things, but I'm afraid that after telling you, you will only get more trouble."

Du Heng blinked: "Hmm? Please speak with Senior Brother Yun."

Yun Zhonghe said: "I told you before that you were placed at the gate of the Medicine King Valley and then picked up. Actually, I lied to you."

Du Heng nodded: "Oh~" This is the original owner's affairs. Now Du Heng knows very little about the original owner's affairs. He can only guess from the original owner's few memories who this person is.

The original owner was not very smart, or could be described as stupid. Before Du Heng possessed himself, the original owner worked as a traitor in the Medicine King Valley. He had a good face in white, but often did cowardly things. The traitors of the outer sect looked down on him, and the disciples of the inner sect looked down on him even more. Du Heng's original body did not live well before, but fortunately there was still a place to stay and would not be wandering around.

Now that he heard Yun Zhonghe talk about the original owner's affairs, Du Heng couldn't help but sit up straight. He occupied someone's body and was affected by his cause and effect. If the original owner had something to lose his wish or wanted to do, he had the obligation to help the original owner complete it.

Yun Zhonghe said: "Actually, you were brought back by the master. When you brought back, you were unconscious. How should you describe it? It's like... it's like a puppet doll."

When Du Heng heard the word "puppet", he felt a little sad. He couldn't help but think of the abandoned puppets he saw in the Lingbao Garden. The faces of those puppets looked too similar to him. Although he comforted himself, it was possible that he had a face for the public, would there be such a coincidence in the world?

Yun Zhonghe thought carefully: "Puppets need to be driven by spiritual energy, you don't need them. But you are different from ordinary children. When the master brought you back, you were kept in the medicine liquid. Just like the medicine tester in the Medicine King Valley."

Pharmacist is a very miserable existence. Whenever a new drug is developed, medical practitioners need to use a drug tester to test the drug. Although before the drug test, medical practitioners have tried the drug with animals. However, animals are animals after all, and they cannot speak and cannot see any abnormalities in their bodies. Only when the animal dies or goes crazy will medical practitioners know that the medicine is not suitable.

Many drug testers have been in a miserable state. They will have rotten sores or all kinds of strange drug reactions. In order to save their lives, medical practitioners will soak them in the medicine liquid. Many drug testers will soak them in the medicine liquid for a long time, and their skin will turn into strange colors, making them become neither human nor ghost.

In the world of cultivation, only those who are extremely sinful will be sent to the Medicine King Valley as a medicine tester. In addition, there are also poor people who really cannot survive at home and take the initiative to embark on this path.

Yun Zhonghe said, "When you were taken back, you were a baby. Master kept you in the medicine pool in the back mountain for five years. During this period, your body was growing up and it looked no different from ordinary children. Your food was not fasting pills, but the pills refined by Master."

Du Heng was already stupid. Even if he lacked knowledge in the cultivation world, he could hear the problem in what Yun Zhonghe said now. No human baby could stand being raised in the medicine liquid. Not to mention five years, even five days or five hours, they could not survive. However, the original owner could survive in the medicine liquid for five years and grow up?!

Yun Zhonghe said, "Five years later, you suddenly opened your eyes. Master originally wanted to accept you as his disciple, but every time you see him, you cry endlessly. Master really has no choice but to find someone to take care of you. And I am the one chosen by Master to take care of you."

Du Heng looked at Yun Zhonghe in shock, and Yun Zhonghe looked at Du Heng calmly: "Is it ironic? The original intention at the beginning was to let me take care of you. But when the people of the sect found out that you were a weak fool who could be bullied, they began to despise you. Including me."

Yun Zhonghe said, "I am a person with a bad temper. You still can't remember some things when you say them once or twice. When it comes to the third time, I'm going to get angry. Now I think I'm really average to you, it's not a good thing."

But it was Yun Zhonghe that made the original owner Du Heng willing to give everything to protect him.

Yun Zhonghe said: "Whatever you grows up will have feelings, like this, kittens and dogs, and so will people. In fact, I understood early in the morning that you, me, and anyone around me are different. If I asked me to find a more reliable explanation, I think you were confused before, more like losing your memory and being sealed. I even guessed whether you came from where you were powerful, and lost consciousness due to various changes."

Du Heng felt that he was already numb. He touched his face and felt like he was dreaming.

Yun Zhonghe said to Du Heng very seriously: "So when the fantasy dragon bead flew into your body from Yan Buhui's hands, I knew what changes would definitely happen to you."

Yun Zhonghe and the original owner have been together for more than ten years. He knows the best of what kind of person the original owner is. When Du Heng came here, he knew that Du Heng was no longer the same person as before. Yun Zhonghe sighed: "During the time in the Demon Realm, I was thinking about whether to tell you these things. But even if I tell you, you couldn't do anything at that time, and I don't know what kind of person you became. If you are a big devil who harms one side, wouldn't that harm the cultivation world?"

Du Heng asked dryly, "Then why did you tell me now?"

Yun Zhonghe said: "I tell you now that it is because I have confirmed that you are like this, and it is impossible for you to be a devil. You now have the time, energy and ability to verify what kind of person you used to be, where you came from, and what happened to you. Now you can start to check slowly."
To be continued...