After entering the male channel, I disbanded the male protagonist’s harem

Chapter 62 A Shura Field Caused by a Pair of Chopsticks

Wei Ren: "Okay, let's go get some food. Wei Wu should be waiting for us."

Song Yihe nodded and asked as he walked: "Speaking of which, senior brother, can you give me the master's communication method?"

"What do you want this for?"

This communication jade slip is regarded as the signature magic weapon developed by their Wei family. Although it looks ordinary, it is an indispensable item for monks in daily life.

If you want to communicate with each other, you only need to leave the spiritual marks of both parties on the jade slips.

He only had two jade slips engraved with Yun Yanbin's spiritual consciousness in his hand. The one in Yun Yanbin's hand was given to Song Yihe before, and he asked someone to send another one to the mortal world. Now, he only has this one in his hand.

If I ask the master to send another jade slip, it will probably take a month to go back and forth.

In fact, these are not troublesome. He doesn't have much contact with Yun Yanbin on weekdays.

Wei Ren just didn't understand why the junior sister wanted to contact the master beyond him.

"My friends and I all came out of the mortal world. I want to let them connect with their former friends through Master."

Song Yihe raised his eyes and looked at him, "Is it not possible? Senior brother?"

"Well, of course you can, but I only have this one in my hand."

Song Yihe immediately understood, "Senior brother, can you lend it to me for a few days? I will return it to you when we get to the academy."

Wei Ren said hurriedly: "I'm not stingy, there are other people I need to contact in this jade slip. It's my common jade slip, so..."

"I understand, senior brother, don't worry." Song Yihe raised her signature smile.

The junior sister is so considerate and considerate, and she is completely different from the female cultivators I met in the past who were always embarrassed.

Wei Ren felt increasingly satisfied.

The two arrived at the dining room and unexpectedly met Pu Rui.

"Mr. Wei, Sister Song, morning." He nodded in greeting.

Wei Wu had just arrived. He was standing at the door with a plate of food, looking troubled.

His young master only asked himself to prepare spiritual food for two people.

Wei Ren nodded, pulled Song Yihe to sit down, and said hello, "Bring it up."

Six exquisite food cups were placed on the long table one after another, each serving only a little.

Seeing that Wei Wu had completely surpassed him, Pu Rui was not embarrassed. Instead, he smiled and looked at the two people who were about to use their chopsticks.

A strange atmosphere suddenly filled the dining room.

Song Yihe put the chopsticks down again as he was about to reach his mouth, and asked: "...Eat something?"

"My sister kindly invites you, but I would like to reject it with disrespect." Pu Rui happily accepted. Seeing that there were only two pairs of chopsticks, he added, "Please help me get another pair of chopsticks, kid."

You are so thick-skinned.

Song Yihe gave him a thumbs up in her mind and moved two food cups to his side.

They all said this, and out of etiquette, Wei Ren also stopped and waited for Wei Wu to take the chopsticks before eating together.

Then something even more disturbing happened.

While Wei Wu was holding the chopsticks, Tan Qing, who was supposed to be practicing but could not possibly be here at this moment, also came.

Then, Qin Yunshu, Yin Zhi and the dark-faced Gu Changzhou all arrived one by one.

The four people pulled up their chairs and sat down as if nothing had happened. The long table was immediately full and the crowd was booming.

Wei Ren: "..." No matter how well-mannered he was, he was laughed out of anger.

If this wasn't intentional, he would eat shit!
"What a coincidence!"

It really feels like a coincidence.

Song Yihe blinked and said in surprise: "Have you also fallen in love with spiritual food? Ever since I ate that roasted spiritual chicken last time, I have been wondering what kind of hard life I had lived before!"

Qin Yunshu: "Ah, yes, yes, we were attracted by this scent."

Wei Wu, who had just returned with a pair of chopsticks: "..." Am I in an illusion?What about this scene?Shura field reappears?

"Illusion Focus" Song Yihe said: "Can you please make more, and add a few more pairs of bowls and chopsticks?"

"Oh well."

The atmosphere was so strange that Wei Wu immediately returned to the kitchen without looking at his young master for advice for the first time.

The remaining seven people were left staring with big eyes.

Why don't you say something?

Song Yihe looked like he had a story to tell: "Don't you know, Mr. Wei is actually my senior brother! Hahaha, what a coincidence in this world!"

Others present turned to look at her.

Song Yihe: "Um... aren't you surprised at all?"

Qin Yunshu smiled slowly, showing eight neat teeth.

Nothing would be more surprising than you having a private meeting with him and sneaking breakfast.

Gu Changzhou had a low-pressure attitude. In fact, he was the person who least wanted to talk.

But seeing that no one was paying attention to Song Yihe, he still said in a deep voice: "Is he also Elder Yun's apprentice?"

"Yeah, yeah, I also borrowed the master's jade slip from my senior brother. We can chat with him in the evening. I don't know what happened to Sister Liu'er and Senior Brother Zhong Huai."

"Are you talking about the two friends who were unable to attend the wedding?" Tan Qing joined the conversation.

Not long ago, Yin Zhicai told her about the experiences of several people in Nanyu Country.

"Yes."

Qin Yunshu and Yin Zhi also looked nostalgic.

Although they no longer have any relatives in the mortal world because of Yudan, the mention of their homeland can still stir their thoughts.

Qin Yunshu: "I really miss the candied haws sold by that old man in the imperial capital."

Yin Zhi: "There is also the tofu sold by the old woman deep in the South Alley. She calls herself Tofu Xishi."

Qin Yunshu clapped his hands: "Hahaha, right? People in the imperial capital always like to use these gimmicks to sell things."

Yin Zhi: "This is the best way to sell it."

Song Yihe raised his head and glanced at Gu Changzhou, and also thought of the snacks they had eaten together and the long street they walked together.

Once food has a memory filter attached to it, nothing can ever replace its place in the heart.

Because what people miss is not only the taste, but also the scene that they can’t go back to.

The only ones present were Pu Rui and Wei Ren, who couldn't get into the conversation at all and sat silently beside them.

Finally, Wei Wu came with his abundant spiritual food.

A whole table full.

There’s enough to feed everyone and still have leftovers.

A few people started to use their chopsticks, and Song Yihe got excited about chatting and greeted Wei Wu enthusiastically: "Thank you for your hard work, come and eat together."

Wei Wu waved his hands repeatedly. Just as he was about to say that he had eaten, Wei Ren motioned for him to eat together without any trace.

Woohoo, Fairy Song, you are such a good person.

I will no longer complain about you in my heart.

Wei Wu was so moved that he chose a corner of the long table and sat down.

He was picked up by the young master and brought back to the Wei family, and he grew up with him. Although they were close, there were rules in the family that did not allow servants like him to eat at the same table with the young master.

This is very common in aristocratic families. Whether it is the world of immortality or the mortal world, there are actually some rules of one kind or another to show the nobility of the host family.

Only Song Yihe, who has lived in modern times for a lifetime, would care about these details.

(End of this chapter)