Jian Zong.

Shadowmoon Peak.

The sun was shining brightly, and it was time for classes to end at noon. A group of disciples walked out of the teaching hall in twos and threes, chatting and laughing and walked to the dining hall.

As the second peak of the Sword Sect, the food at the Shadow Moon Peak Restaurant is famous far and wide, and even the disciples from the surrounding peaks often sneak over to have a toothpaste after class.

For these young disciples, the fragrant spiritual meal after class every day is the biggest motivation for them to get up early and listen to the class.

But at this moment, at the end of the crowd, there were two figures, one large and one small, walking silently in the opposite direction, seemingly planning to go down the mountain.

It happened that at this time, a senior brother Xuanyi passed by with a new disciple. The young disciple caught a glimpse of the two figures and couldn't help but be a little curious.

"Senior brother, isn't the restaurant over there? How did the two of them go down the mountain? Could it be that they got separated from senior brother Jie Yin?"

The Sword Sect has just concluded a new round of enrollment recently. Seeing that the two people seemed to be relatively young, the younger disciples subconsciously regarded them as newcomers.

When the senior brother who was leading the way heard this, he really thought that some confused disciple had lost track of him. He glanced back subconsciously, intending to ask the two of them to follow him.

But after he saw who those two people were, his face instantly turned cold, and he said contemptuously: "You're here to mess with the class again."

"ah?"

"Don't worry, those two are from Qingfeng Mountain." The young man in Xuanyi said disdainfully.

"Green Peak?"

The young disciple frowned and thought for a while, and finally pulled out some information from the corner of his memory, "Is it the peak next to the Sword Tomb?"

"I heard that the closer you are to the Sword Tomb, the stronger the sword energy on the peak will be. The Qingshan Peak must be very suitable for practicing!" the young disciple said with some envy.

Unfortunately, when the peaks were recruiting new people the past two days, she didn't seem to see any guides from Qingshan Peak.

Could it be that it is so powerful that it is even harder to enter than Lingyun Peak?

The young disciple was lost in thought, but the senior brother next to him sneered: "Hey, why is it so awesome? Every year, we take the last place in the sect competition."

"Let alone the teaching academy, there are not even any serious teaching elders in the peak. All we can do is just go around and give lessons. This kind of peak will change its owner who doesn't know when. Whoever joins will be unlucky."

"I don't know what the headmaster and the other peak masters were thinking, but they actually agreed to let them come and take classes. It's really unlucky."

"Yi, change of owner?" The young disciple was confused.

"But I also heard that there was a senior on Qingshan Mountain who was only twenty years old and was able to form pills. It shouldn't be..."

"Are you talking about Elder Tang? A month or two ago, that person would have been considered a figure, but now... haha, he is considered a waste at most."

I don't know if it was an illusion, but the moment the word "trash" popped up, the figures of the two people down the slope seemed to pause for a moment.

The young disciple felt a little guilty when he saw this, and quickly pulled on his senior brother's sleeves, "Forget it, senior brother, stop talking, others will hear you. Let's leave quickly..."

The boy in Xuanyi said disdainfully: "What are you afraid of? Just listen to it. Just tell the truth. There are piles of rubbish on the Waste Peak, and it is useless no matter how strong the sword energy is."

"During last year's competition, several of their disciples couldn't even hold a sword, which really made me laugh to death. You can't practice like them in the future and embarrass our Shadow Moon Peak..."

The voices on the slope became farther and farther away, gradually blending into the noisy crowd, but the little boy down the slope clenched his fists little by little in the long silence.

The nails were slowly embedded into the flesh, and a few traces of blood oozed faintly, but at this moment, a childish voice suddenly sounded next to him.

"Senior brother?"

Little Douding beside him raised his head in confusion and asked in a sweet voice, "Aren't we going back to the peak? Ah Ruan is so hungry."

Back to the peak.

The child's words brought back the boy's reason. He unclenched his fists and forced a smile, "I'll be right back."

He held Little Douding and walked down the hillside as if nothing had happened, "What do you want to eat, Ah Ruan? Senior brother will cook it for you."

"Whatever senior brother does, Ah Ruan will eat it."

…

The distance between Shadow Moon Peak and Qingshan Peak is not that close. For an ordinary monk, it takes a quarter of an hour to wield a sword, let alone a half-year-old boy and a little baby.

Yun Shi took his junior brother and walked for half an hour on the mountain road to Yungang in Shadow Moon Peak, and then spent two spiritual stones to rent a skinny old crane.

By the time they dragged their tired bodies back to the top of Qingshan Mountain, it was already an hour and a half later.

"Ah Ruan, let's go play in the yard. Senior brother, go cook first." Yun Shi instructed while reaching out to push the door open. Unexpectedly, as soon as he pushed the door open, the aroma of rice wafted in the air.

Not only that, there were a few more futons and long tables in the yard at some point, and there were also some pieces of wood that didn't know what they were used for.

The originally empty yard was filled to the brim with all kinds of things he knew and didn't recognize.

Yun Shi was stunned on the spot for a moment.

At the same time, the words of the Xuanyi disciple from before resounded uncontrollably in his mind.

Could it be that Qingshan Mountain...

Has the owner really changed???

"Back?"

Just when Yun Shi was stunned, a slightly unfamiliar figure suddenly walked out of the kitchen.

She was dressed in plain clothes, with black hair tied back. Her originally bright appearance was somewhat sickly, and she looked a little haggard, but she had a unique and quiet temperament inexplicably.

It's Mingdai.

Looking at the two thin figures at the door who were expected to be malnourished, she couldn't help but frown slightly, but thinking that the original owner had never had much contact with these young disciples before, she didn't say much in the end.

Yes, after a whole morning, all the memories of the original person were slowly loaded into Mingdai's mind. However, because she had been away from home all year round, her memories of these young disciples were very vague.

Fortunately, they are probably not familiar with her, so Mingdai doesn't have to worry about dressing up or anything.

"When I get back, I'm going to wash my hands and get ready for dinner." She said calmly, turned around and went into the kitchen again, leaving her two nephews at the door dumbfounded.

In the end, it was Xiao Douding who came to his senses first and looked at Yun Shi eagerly, a little at a loss, "...senior brother?"

Yun Shi was also at a loss at this moment.

Let’s not mention why the little junior uncle who was seriously injured and bedridden suddenly woke up - she was actually cooking for them?

The legendary junior uncle who had a bad temper, was selfish, and was so mean and arrogant that he looked down on everyone, and who he had not even seen much in the few years he had been in the peak, was actually cooking for them?!

If it weren't for the dull pain from the new wound on his body, Yun Shi almost thought it was a dream.

But then again...

Why did she do this suddenly?

The half-grown boy pursed his chapped lips, and a hint of darkness that was inconsistent with his age flashed in his eyes.

He pushed Xiao Douding away and said, "Ah Ruan, go wash your hands first."

"What about senior brother?"

"I'm going to help my junior uncle."

Junior uncle?

Little Douding didn't quite understand what the word meant, but he still said hello obediently and went to wash his hands.

Yun Shi secretly sighed, pursed his lips, and walked into the kitchen bravely, "Uncle Junior——"

Before he could finish his words, a scorching white mist suddenly hit his face. Yun Shi's heart sank suddenly. It was too late to escape, so he could only close his eyes subconsciously.

However, the expected hotness never came.

Instead, he heard a female voice asking him——

"Why are you here? Have you washed your hands? Where is your junior brother?"

Yun Shi opened his eyes somewhat unexpectedly when he heard this, but happened to see a thin spiritual barrier slowly dissipating in front of his eyes.

A few steps away from him was Mingdai, who was holding a large pot lid with one hand.

Wisps of hot steam rose from the large iron pot, carrying a tangy aroma. There was a steamer drawer in the pot, and several plates of tempting dishes were placed in the drawer.

Obviously, these dishes should have been prepared long ago.

Is it possible that the junior uncle has been waiting for them to come back?

Yun Shi subconsciously raised his head to look at Mingdai, wanting to see her purpose clearly, but the latter's attention was on the pot, "Since you are here, help me take out these dishes first - why didn't you wash your hands?"

?”

Yun Shi was stunned for a moment, then his face turned red.

He noticed the abnormality of the little uncle, and hurriedly chased after Xiao Dou Ding, forgetting about this incident.

"I'm going to wash now."

Yun Shi said and was about to run out, but Ming Dai grabbed him and said, "Why are you running? There is water in the kitchen, just wash it here."

She couldn't help but pull Yun Shi aside. The latter subconsciously wanted to hide, but due to the age and cultivation gap between the two, he couldn't escape at all.

After all, no matter how mature Yun Shi's mind is, he is actually just an eleven or twelve-year-old child.

So he could only watch as Ming Dai grabbed his wrist and put his hand into the warm water basin.

At that moment, Yun Shi felt very embarrassed.
To be continued...