After Li Yunsheng woke up, he was carried back to Xinyulou by Sun Wumou and others.

Although the bone change technique was completed, there were many subsequent taboos. Sun Wumou did not ask Li Yunsheng to see Baiyun Temple immediately, but asked him to stay for a few days to observe.

For Li Yunsheng, although this bone replacement technique was extremely painful during the process, he felt like he was reborn after completing it. Not only did he feel no stranger, but he also felt extremely energetic.

But one thing he was very confused, that is, since he woke up, no matter how much he ate, he still felt very hungry.

This indescribable feeling of hunger forms a sharp contrast with the abundant physical strength in the body.

In addition to these, after the bone replacement surgery, there was another thing that made Li Yunsheng feel mixed.

Xi was when he woke up, he found that the red grid of the yarrow bracelet on his hand was much more.

What was worried was that he counted carefully and found that there were no more and no less than twenty-six grids.

He could vaguely guess that the increase in the grid was because he had devoured the strange soul and strengthened his soul. He could clearly feel this about his soul.

But the problem is that this also proves that no matter how much soul he adds, his life span will be locked to forty years old. The twenty-six grids on the yarrow bracelet are the upper limit of his life span.

Although he had such a speculation, the speculation was proven to be a different feeling.

Li Yunsheng was dazed while looking at the heat coming out of the steamer on the stove.

"It's time to eat!"

Just after a moment of loss of consciousness, he shouted outside while removing the steamed two trays of steamed buns.

"The weather is very good today, let's go out to eat."

It was Sun Wumou who spoke outside.

"Yes, there is also a jar of wine from Old Man Yang here, which I happened to drink today."

The voice is Mr. Da. He has not left Xinyulou these days. Fortunately, Xinyulou is very big and there are a few more people who can live there.

"Old Qian, please move a table out, and Old He Lao Zhou moves a chair."

"Here you come."

"Zhou Bozhong, why don't you move a chair, run to the kitchen?"

"Let me see if Xiao Liu has anything to help."

...

Just as Li Yunsheng picked up the steamed buns into a large bamboo basket, listening to the people outside intentionally or unintentionally.

"It smells so good, Xiao Liu, what good food did you cook today?"

Zhou Bozhong came to the kitchen, sniffed it with his nose, and then said excitedly.

“Some home-cooked dishes.”

Li Yunsheng said with a smile.

Although Zhou Bozhong and Zhou Lao, although he is like an old naughty boy, his temperament is the most sincere and supportive among the few people.

These days, Zhou Bozhong is always the first to come in to taste it. He always exaggeratedly said that it tastes delicious, but he almost cried. For a chef, he undoubtedly likes this kind of diner who is generous with praise.

So Li Yunsheng gets along with him most easily.

"Can I try it?"

Zhou Bozhong asked a little embarrassedly.

"good."

When he was cooking these days, Zhou Bozhong often came in to taste it, so Li Yunsheng had prepared a lot. He divided each dish into a small plate, which was specially for Zhou Bozhong to taste.

Seeing this, Zhou Bozhong was surprised and moved and took the chopsticks, and said happily while eating:

"Xiao Liu, you're so good here. I finally don't have to eat the old man cooked that money."

Li Yunsheng naturally knew that Old Man Qian was referring to Qian Chaosheng, but his face was a little embarrassed at this time because Qian Chaosheng was already at the door.

So the two of them couldn't argue again.

Fortunately, Sun Wumou came in in time. After a few quarreling, the two started to serve Li Yunsheng.

The last one to come in to serve the dishes was He Buzheng.

Although he didn't talk much, Li Yunsheng was not a person who recognized his child. He has been getting along with these old men these days, but why don't you fight for this? He can't get along with it anyway.

Because for some reason, after he had undergone bone replacement surgery, he could clearly feel that why not vaguely wary and alert towards him?

"A little hot, be careful."

Why not argue about a pot of hot soup that just came out of the oven? Li Yunsheng instinctively reminded him.

However, He Buzheng's hands seemed to not feel them at all, and he still held them tightly against the soup plate.

Hearing Li Yunsheng's reminder, he turned his head and looked at Li Yunsheng and said:

"A person who practices swordsmanship has a calluse, and he is not afraid of being hot, thank you."

He hesitated for a moment, and then said with a hint of embarrassment:

"Can you make some fish soup next time? This pork rib soup is very good, but I still like fish soup."

"Can."

Li Yunsheng nodded in confusion.

"Next time I'll ask my senior brother to bring a few more fresh fish."

He said while lifting the basket containing steamed buns and going out with He Buzheng.

"You don't need to bother your senior brother. I know a good place to fish, but I don't know which fish is the best way to make soup."

Why not fight for the truth?

"Then I'll go with Mr. He next time."

Li Yunsheng said.

"It's just that you don't need to delay your practice."

"Well, I will tell Mr. He in my free time."

“It’s very good.”

The two walked and chatted with a serious expression. If they were seen by people who didn't know them, they might think they were talking about something important to their lives, but they didn't know that they were just talking about when they would go fishing together.

After a few words, Li Yunsheng found that Mr. He, who had originally felt wary of him, seemed to have let go of his guard.

When he took the seat, the table was all there.

"I originally called your master, but he just felt that he was far away and didn't want to come."

When he saw Li Yunsheng, Sun Wumou muttered.

"My master doesn't like the excitement very much."

Li Yunsheng explained a few words to Yang Wanli, but he was telling the truth. After nearly a year in Baiyun Temple, Yang Wanli stayed in his wine cellar every day and rarely went out.

"Then we don't care about him, but the wine he wants to accompany us will be counted on you today."

Sun Wumou quipped.

"He is just recovering from his first injury, so he can't drink too much wine?"

Qian Chaosheng, who was standing beside him, persuaded.

"You can be a good person? He is not the first to recover from a serious illness. He has received great blessings. Drinking some is nothing! With his current body, it's okay if you cut him twice!"

Zhou Bozhong looked at Qian Chaosheng and said disdainfully.

"Of course I have to drink this wine."

Just when they were about to start arguing again, Li Yunsheng stood up with a smile and said.

Looking at the old people sitting by the table, a feeling of guilt and grief suddenly surged in my heart, because it was less than ten days before, these people seemed to have grown older in their teenage years.

After saying that, he picked up the wine glass and toasted Sun Wumou and others one by one, just like when he came to Xinyulou for the first time.
Chapter completed!