"Brother Feng, how about it?"

I nodded: "It tastes good, how do I make it? It feels much better than what I have ever drunk before."

After listening to my praise, Xiaoyang smiled and said, "It's just a common method, but I pay more attention to the amount of water and heat. When I close the water on the high heat, I simmer it slowly on the low heat. After a long time, I can make the unique gelatin texture of the porridge."

I finished drinking it in a few seconds, got up and scooped up another bowl.

It’s just ordinary millet porridge, without adding any ingredients, but it’s really delicious. After one bowl, the stomach is warm and comfortable.

"Brother Feng, there are also pickles. I just pickled them. I'll get some for you."

Soon Xiaoyang brought a small plate of red and white radish pieces he made himself. I took a bite and it was slightly sweet, sour and crispy, and it was delicious.

After eating the porridge and pickles, I smiled and said, "The simpler the thing is, the more difficult it is to make. Even if you don't do it, you can make a lot of money by opening a breakfast shop."

"Brother Feng, I feel very lonely."

I put down my chopsticks and said, "You are less than twenty years old and the road is still long. You will meet many new friends in the future. You feel lonely because you live alone in this strange city and lose your parents and relatives in a short period of time."

"Brother Feng, you have never had parents since childhood. Have you never felt lonely like this?"

I thought about it and nodded: "Yes, it's snowing heavily in our place, and there are often power outages at night. When I was a child, I often huddled in the quilt and didn't dare to show my head. I was scared. Later, I became a little older and became sensible, and I realized that my family situation was different from others."

"Will they say you behind your back and laugh at you?" Xiaoyang asked at me.

I shook my head: "Maybe, but that kind of ridicule is a malice between the children. The one who really talks behind the scenes is still my own relatives."

"My relatives are talking nonsense? Brother Feng, can't that be?"

"Why can't it?" I looked at him and said, "I tell you that kiss means intimacy, relatives means foreign relatives, relatives means outsiders who look intimate! They are worried that you will live a bad life because they are afraid of losing their face, and they are worried that you will live a good life, or they are afraid of losing their face."

"In the past, the ancients said that at home, relying on parents and friends, how can relatives be with relatives? If parents cannot rely on them, they can only rely on themselves."

Xiaoyang pondered for a moment and said, "Brother Feng, I had a dream the night before yesterday, which was very strange."

"What dream? I am the dream interpreter. Tell me, I will explain it to you."

"It's... the sky in my dream is red. I went to a village. Even the grass on the ground is red, just like blood. There are many illusory figures around. Those figures want to catch me, but it was the cat who helped me."

"Cat?" I asked in confusion.

Xiaoyang nodded, pointed to the cage on the ground and said, "It's the black cat of Miss Xiaoxuan. I followed the cat behind it in my dream. Wherever the cat walked, the red grass would automatically separate the road. When the cat screamed, all the illusory figures around me hid far away. I saw my parents and uncle next to a red river. They were expressionless and didn't speak..."

Speaking of this, Xiaoyang's eyes turned red, and I saw tears rolling in his eyes.

"I kept trying to talk to them, but they ignored me. When my mother turned around, I saw a black hole behind her head, and her white brain was exposed..."

"Brother Feng, I probably miss them too much, so I dreamed, but I don't know why they didn't talk to me."

I said, "There are two ways to solve this dream, one is the ancient superstitious solution, and the other is the modern scientific solution. Which one do you want to hear?"

"Brother Feng, I want to hear it all."

I nodded: "The solution of modern science, silence in dreams is the dreamer's own defense mechanism. If the deceased speaks in the dream, it may trigger deeper psychological fluctuations in the dreamer and aggravate the dreamer's sadness. In order to protect itself, the body's subconscious mind prevents the deceased from speaking in the dream."

"As for the ancient superstitious solution... your parents and uncle died suddenly, and they did not enter the cycle of reincarnation after death, and they wanted to be lonely ghosts. The red village in your dream is the wild ghost village. The wild ghost village is behind the wild gourd and Jinji Mountain. The illusory figures in your dreams all lost their limbs when they passed wild gourd and Jinji Mountain, and they could only turn into undeads and drifted around. They wanted to get close to you because they wanted to borrow your body, so that they would have the second chance to pass Jinji Mountain Wild Gou Ridge."

"Brother Feng, what are Jinji Mountain and Wild Dog Ridge?"

"It is a must-pass level for the ghosts to go to the Route of Reincarnation. There are many big roosters with sharp beaks on the Golden Rooster Mountain. They will tear the bodies of the ghosts to pieces. In the past, there was a custom in many places. Before the dead were buried, they put a plate on their chests and filled with grains. This is done to be able to cross the Golden Rooster Mountain. According to folk legend, the rooster crows, the ghosts have to run away. This is related to the Golden Rooster Mountain on the Rooster Road. As for Wild Dog Ridge, it is similar. It is said that if people who love dog meat have no help after death, Wild Dog Ridge will definitely not be able to pass."

"Your parents and uncle have passed these two levels, which is a good thing. Going forward is the Hall of Viciousness, Fengdu City, Supply Pavilion, Ghost Realm Fort, Lotus Platform, Forget River, Naihe Bridge, and Resurrection Cliff. They still have a long way to go."

"The so-called difference between yin and yang, life and death are hard to speak, gods and ghosts do not speak, protect future generations, dreaming of ghosts and gods at night, all words are evil signs. They are to protect you from being affected. Even if they are lonely ghosts, they still love you deeply."

Xiaoyang lay on the table and cried in tears, and tears fell into half a bowl of millet porridge in front of him.

If he was a woman, I would go over and put it in my arms to comfort me.

But he was a man after all. These three men lived in the same room in the middle of the night, and it was so polite to hug and hug them.

"Okay, stop crying, be like a man, cheer up, don't be depressed and worried, and pump one."

Xiaoyang wiped away the tears from his face, took the cigarette and looked at me and said, "Brother Feng, am I still a man? I don't seem to have grown much in the past few days." After he said that, he touched his chin.

I said, "Those who can make up their minds to do something are considered mankind. If you don't have a beard in the future, you will save yourself from taking care of it. It's good to be clean."

Xiaoyang's eyes were red, and a smile forced out on his face and said, "Brother Feng, is your nickname called Shenyan Peak or Santu King? I think Santu King's nickname is better."

I was a little stunned and cursed, "Of course it's the Shenyan Peak! Damn, the King of Santu sounds bad! It sounds like a errand and choreographed by others in the early years. What is my identity now? I am Xiangbatou! Which person of the same age as me is higher than mine? Which one is better than me? I am the successor of Wang Pingzi's lineage! Will I go to Santu? Just kidding."

Xiaoyang supported his chin with one hand, looked at me and smiled, "Brother Feng, you have taught me so many things. You are half my master. Then am I considered half a successor of Wang Pingzi's lineage?"

I thought about it and replied, "I can only count on it. I will do my own thing in the future. If I encounter any trouble, I will allow you to report my name, so that I can do it."

"Brother Feng, your name is Shenyan Peak, and your head is called Yinhu. I want to have a nickname when I walk around the world in the future. Can you give me one?"

Looking at Xiaoyang's clean face in front of me, for some reason, I suddenly remembered Tian Sanjiu.

So I said, "Your goal is to take revenge, to judge those wild ways to kill your relatives. In addition, you will not grow a beard anyway in the future, so just call the Jade-faced judge."

Xiaoyang repeatedly said a few words and said, "Good Brother Feng, I like this nickname, it's like a tailor-made for me, it's very suitable for me."

I smiled and stood up, pulled away the chair, rushed forward and bowed, "Then I will get to know each other officially, the Northern School, Shenyan Peak."

He also got up, moved his chair away, bowed and smiled at me, "Jade-faced judge, Liu Junyang."

I looked at each other and smiled.
Chapter completed!