The chicken that was delivered to the door was naturally caught by Ling Yuan.
Jiang Rui slaughtered and cleaned it, smeared a little salt on the outer skin, and stuffed the inside with diced mushroom shoots. Since there was no lotus leaf nearby, there was a bamboo forest, so she picked a lot of bamboo leaves to wrap the chicken, and then wrapped it around the outside. layer of mud, buried under the fire.
After the completion, the two looked at each other around the fire.
"Right!" Jiang Rui suddenly clapped her hands, "I should also make a wild vegetable soup!"
She got up immediately and looked around in the cave. Sure enough, she found a crock pot left by the hunter, washed it with some rainwater, and then threw all the mustard and wild mushrooms she could find into the pot and boiled it full. pot.
After doing this, she sat by the fire again holding her chin, staring at the pot and the fire without blinking.
Ling Yuan asked himself that he didn't care about appetite. Seeing her so focused, he couldn't help but get a little interested, "How long does it take to simmer the chicken?"
"Just wait until the wild vegetable soup is ready." Jiang Rui said with anticipation.
The earthen pot was sizzling with the fire, and the fragrance of wild vegetables slowly diffused in the cave. Jiang Rui took a deep breath and planned to scoop up a little soup to taste the saltiness, only to find that there was nothing at hand.
"What?" Ling Yuan asked when she saw her pause.
Jiang Rui blinked, "Master, we don't have a bowl or a spoon. How can we drink the soup later?"
This is indeed a problem. Even a martial arts expert cannot drink soup with two chopsticks.
Ling Yuan thought for a while, and left a sentence to wait a moment. He controlled the wheelchair out of the cave, and dragged back a bamboo after a while.
His sword was useful again. He cut the bamboo into sections like scallions, each section had a bamboo joint on the back, and it became a simple bowl. He also used the thinner branches at the end of the bamboo to make a handle. A spoon and two spoons.
The two bamboo bowls he made at the beginning were still a bit rough, and when he made the spoons later, he even had the time to carve two patterns on them.
The two ready-made bowls and chopsticks were placed on the stone in the hole, Jiang Rui looked around and smiled: "The owner of the village is very good at craftsmanship, there is no dander on the cut surface, and there are patterns on the top, so you can take it directly to the market. It's sold."
Ling Yuan grabbed a sword flower and put the sword into the sheath. Hearing this, he shook his head and laughed. He really regarded him as an entertainer.
"In your opinion, how much money can this set sell for?" he asked in a leisurely manner.
"Well..." Jiang Rui glanced at him, a little hesitant.
Ling Yuan raised his eyebrows slightly, "Just say it."
"Okay then," Jiang Rui pursed her lower lip and said bluntly, "Someone should buy ten pennies."
Ling Yuan's raised brows didn't let go. He dignified the craftsmanship of the owner of the villa, only worth ten cents? It should be noted that there are still people on the rivers and lakes who are bidding for a thousand pieces of gold, only to ask for his sword to be unsheathed. When is it worth noting a person with a sword
It must be this little cook who doesn't know the goods.
He clasped his fingers on the armrest, and was about to speak, when the little cook said, "But if people know that it was made by the owner of the villa, then there are people who are willing to buy the money. Like antique paintings and calligraphy on the shelf."
He stopped talking, picked up a bamboo bowl and looked at it, and suddenly burst out laughing. This little cook is right. If he didn't have the identity of the owner of Mingshan Villa, wouldn't these few bamboos be worth only a few pennies
No wonder people in the world are devoted to fame and profit, fame and profit are indeed good things.
It didn't take long for the soup to be ready. Jiang Rui removed the pot and the fire, dug out the beggar chicken underneath, and opened the mud seal. Immediately, the freshness of bamboo leaves and the mellow aroma of chicken filled the cave.
Although it is only seasoned with salt, the umami of the mushrooms and spring bamboo shoots in the chicken belly seeps into the meat, and they are full of the chicken juice.
After eating the meat, drink a bowl of wild vegetable soup to relieve tiredness. The slightly hot soup slides into the abdomen, dispelling the cold air brought by the rain, and the whole person warms from the inside out.
Jiang Rui burned another watt of hot water, and the two simply wiped their faces and hands.
The rain stopped at some point, the clouds and mist dispersed, and many stars were scattered in the dark blue sky.
Ling Yuan sat at the entrance of the cave and raised his eyes slightly to look at the sky in the distance. The night wind was mixed with the sound of grass and trees swaying, and there was a slight change.
"Has the master rested?"
He turned his head and looked into the cave. The cave was completely dark, and the only light was the fire. The little cook was making a bed with thatch on her side. The light illuminated her extra soft profile.
"You rest, I'll watch the night."
"Then how?" Jiang Rui said immediately, "I don't know when Liu Shaoxia will come to see us. The village owner should take a good rest and keep his spirits up."
"Nothing." Ling Yuan smiled, "Even if you don't rest well, you can hunt for food tomorrow, and you won't be hungry."
Jiang Rui puffed her cheeks, "I'm serious, but the owner of the village makes fun of me."
Ling Yuan said warmly: "I'm also serious, there is a branch of the Wulin League a hundred miles away from here. Brother Liu Xian and his party, even if the rainy weather is delayed, they can arrive tomorrow night, and they can come to find us the day after tomorrow. Not sleeping for three nights is not a problem, besides, there are some nocturnal beasts in the mountains, you don't have martial arts, I'm afraid you may not be able to detect them when they lurk near, and then wake me up in a hurry, it's better to let me guard from the beginning."
"Then... that's fine, but if the villa owner is sleepy, remember to wake me up. Although I'm not smart, I'll be fine for a while."
"Okay." Ling Yuan nodded.
Jiang Rui spread the thatch and lay down with her clothes on. It was probably hard work during the day, and after a while, she heard even breathing.
After about a quarter of an hour, Ling Yuan approached and flicked on her sleeping hole. She slept more soundly, and her breath became longer and longer.
He looked at her for a few breaths, turned and walked out of the hole, surrounded the hole with a thick wooden fence, then stood up from his wheelchair, rose and fell a few times, and quietly landed on a clearing by the stream.
At the same time, Jiang Rui opened her eyes.
After Ling Yuan settled down, more than 20 people in black suddenly appeared around him and surrounded him. Looking at their clothes and weapons, they were the same group of people who raided today.
These people are also his subordinates, subordinates with two hearts.
As the owner of Mingshan Villa, he has accumulated some good reputation on the right path, and with this he successfully entered the Wulin League, so that when the Wulin League and a group of people attacked the Demon Cult, they will be wiped out.
It's just that he appeared too suddenly and his fame grew too fast, which aroused the vigilance of some people and shook the interests of some people. Some people in the Wulin League have always suspected that his origin is unknown.
Coincidentally, there were also people in the Demon Sect who were dissatisfied with his commander-in-chief. Recently, he may have noticed another identity of his and became more and more eager to move.
Ling Yuan pushed the boat along the way and released some specious rumors in the teaching, which really attracted the traitor, and he took this to eliminate the traitor and dispel the doubts of the Wulin League against him.
"It's really the sect leader." A slightly feminine voice came from behind, "If the people of the Wulin League know that the lord of Mingshan Villa they respect is the sect leader of the demon sect, I'm afraid the whole righteous path will be messed up. , at that time, people will be distracted and self-defeating if you don't attack. Your move, Sect Master, is really high wow."
Ling Yuan didn't look back, only said: "Luo Er, you are getting more and more courageous."
His voice was no longer as gentle as before. It was hoarse and unpleasant because of the poison. In such a silent night, it suddenly became cold, and it was rather gloomy.
Luo Er moved slightly, and appeared in front of him in an instant, seeing his face clearly, he couldn't help giggling strangely: "I saw the sect leader wearing a bluffing mask before, and his subordinates secretly guessed whether the sect leader's appearance was any obstacle. Looking at it, I don't want to, but it is so heroic and good. Just now in the cave, the leader and the little girl were in love with each other, like a loving husband and wife. ?"
"Why should anyone else be involved in the grievances between you and me?"
"Why does a good one involve others, hahahaha... It seems that the sect leader has gotten closer to the righteous people, and has also learned the good qualities of their great men and men. I just hope that the sect leader can remember this sentence later."
Ling Yuan hooked the corners of his cold mouth, "Naturally."
As soon as he finished speaking, his figure disappeared like a ghost in place. Luo Er and the man in black did not respond. In the next instant, a few screams were heard, and four or five corpses seemed to have their bones taken out and fell softly. on the ground.
Luo Er immediately signaled to attack, and watched the surroundings vigilantly, but the men around him fell one by one, but he couldn't even tell where Ling Yuan was.
Previously, he learned from his subordinates that Ling Yuan was injured and fell off a cliff, so he decided to pursue the victory and solve it completely. Just a few verbal temptations just now confirmed his guess, because according to the leader's temperament, he wouldn't be impatient to listen to other people's words.
But the current situation made him suspicious. Looking at the skill of the leader, it looked like he was injured, and he was clearly stronger than before!
Do not! He suddenly realized that no one's martial arts can get such a huge improvement in one day. The only possibility is that he has concealed his own strength from the very beginning!
He felt a terrifying shudder, and his survival instinct told him to flee! escape!
But there is another voice saying, there is no escape, there is no escape, the only way to survive is—
He turned his head sharply to look in the direction of the cave, and then mobilized his whole body skills and ran like a cluster of dim yellow firelight.
He was already fast enough, almost reaching the limit of his body, but someone was faster than him, like a ghost falling behind him not far or near, after admiring enough of his desperate collapse, only a few meters away from the entrance of the cave, nail him to the ground.
"I said, don't involve her in the grievances between you and me." Ling Yuan said slowly, his rough voice, as if his fingernails were sliding across a copper-clad iron wall, which was both harsh and scary.
A mouthful of blood gushed out of Luo Er's mouth. He coughed, and then more blood gushed out. The blood was mixed with bits of internal organs. He knew that he would not survive. After knowing the end of death, he didn't have the previous panic, and he even laughed, causing a more violent cough.
"Cough cough... I didn't expect the leader to hide it so deeply, but... cough... It's just that your subordinates don't understand, since you have such strength, why do you still want to be with the righteous people? Why not kill them directly?"
Ling Yuan raised the corners of his lips. Although he was smiling, his eyes flashed cruelly, "Have you noticed? When people are afraid, the blood that flows out is redder and more beautiful than usual."
Luo Er was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing, blood choked into his lungs, almost breathless, but he was still laughing, "My subordinate is wrong, I thought... The leader is indecisive and unfit to lead my teaching, subordinate It was a big mistake."
Ling Yuan smiled and stepped on his chest with a slight force.
"Wait..." Luo Er said with difficulty, "Also, there is another question... The little girl in the cave seems to admire and admire the leader. Does she... know the true face of the leader? She wants, if... see the leader here. Will it still look like this... I trust you with all my heart and adore you? I'm afraid I'll run away in fear... Ha, ha ha ha, sect master... My subordinates take a step first, look at you from the ground, look You are lonely all your life, watching you betray your relatives and leave—"
He suddenly vomited a mouthful of blood and finally lost his breath.
"Noisy." Ling Yuan expressionlessly moved his feet away.
When Luo Er died, Jiang Rui closed her eyes again and fell asleep.
She always knew that Ling Yuan had another identity, but she did not expect that the other identity was the leader of the demon sect. In this way, all the turmoil and panic in the rivers and lakes recently came from him, but I don't know why.
The night wind was blowing lightly, and the fresh air of the plants and trees was mixed with a faint smell of rust. The nocturnal beasts smelled the sweet smell, lurking in the dark and restless, but did not dare to approach.
Ling Yuan turned sideways, and behind him there were several men in black, who were his confidants.
"It's done," he ordered, then walked to the stream and washed his hands carefully.
The stream in the spring night still had a bone-chilling coolness. After washing his hands, he walked to the wheelchair at the entrance of the cave step by step. With each step, the blood on his body was taken away by the night wind. When he sat on the wheelchair, his body was cold. Intention, there is no other, after entering the cave, this cold intention is also driven away by the warm fire.
He curved his lips, looking gentle and refined.
The fire was beeping, and the light was darker than before. He put two pieces of wood into the fire, and silently approached the sleeping person in the corner.
She slept soundly, her body curled up slightly, and her cheeks were rosy.
Someone fell into the icy stream outside the cave. She slept sweetly in the warm cave. She didn't know what she was dreaming about. She raised her brows, the corners of her mouth curled into a smile, and her lips twitched silently.
The smile on Ling Yuan's face disappeared for some time, he looked at her blankly, and after a long time he slowly stretched out a hand.
This hand, which has just harvested many lives, crossed her chest, neck, mouth and nose, and as long as it fell, it could take away this soft life, but in the end it just gently took off the piece of hair hanging from her hair. Grass clippings.
"You have to be obedient," he said, as if to himself, "always be obedient."
Obedient will not die, obedient... will hurt you.
The author has something to say:
So the old man's heart: she really likes me, since that's the case, let her like it generously.
In the days to come, the eighth will recognize the reality and who is the obedient one.