Jiang Fan asked Ying Wuming to chop firewood, and he built a simple stove with stones next to the pool under the waterfall.
As for the pot? It's simple. A great master like Ying Wuming is a human-shaped pot-making machine. He can dig one by just picking up a stone.
Spring bamboo shoots and old duck in a pot, Jiang Fan feels happy just thinking about it.
But I didn't expect that just after handling the duck, I saw the woman coming back, and she was holding a clay pot.
"Auntie?"
Jiang Fan was stunned for a moment.
"Xiao Langjun, I feel bad that you gave me so much. I remember you said you were going to the waterfall to cook. I thought you didn't have a pot, so I sent you one."
The woman said enthusiastically.
Jiang Fan was very grateful: "That's great. The soup cooked in this kind of pottery is the most delicious. Thank you, auntie."
The woman didn't even dare to say anything, she just chatted for a few words and then turned and left.
Ying Wuming lit the bonfire excitedly. He knew what his brother-in-law was capable of. Apart from anything else, this meal was unparalleled in the world. If he judged martial arts cultivation by this, he was convinced that his brother-in-law could beat his sister.
It takes a long time to make the old duck soup. Jiang Fan lay on the big stone with a straw in his mouth and looked at the clouds in the sky with a leisurely attitude.
Ying Wuming, on the other hand, took off all his armor and jumped into the pool naked to swim. Of course, he never took off his mask.
The height of his brother-in-law was no less than that of Gao Rong, and his figure was even more perfect than Meng Ao's, which made Jiang Fan quite jealous.
This guy is too perfect, just like the heroic god in mythology.
However, the two brothers, who had only half a day to spare, did not know that there were two women at the crown of a giant tree in the distance, one of whom was holding a telescope and was staring at them.
To be precise, he was staring at Ying Wuming.
The woman was dressed in colorful southern Xinjiang clothes, with silver ornaments all over her body, including her hat, and two huge silver moon earrings. The face has some strange beauty.
"Yeah... there is such a perfect man in the world?" the woman muttered, "I want to take off his mask and see his face..."
The other woman was dressed similarly to her, except that she wore two large silver rings on her ears, and she seemed to be younger. Hearing this, he chuckled: "Sister, you are going to be a nymphomaniac."
"Tsk tsk... You have never seen it before. I must get this man!"
The other woman smiled and said: "The other party only wants the small one. You want your sister to help you with the big one, but you can't snatch that thing from me."
"Okay!" The woman said very simply, "If this man's appearance satisfies me, then that thing is yours!"
Another woman was surprised: "Ouch? Sister is really moved."
"Hmm... my intuition tells me that it must be very beautiful..."
Another woman became curious: "Sister, please give me the telescope so that I can take a look..."
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"You two gentlemen, how are you eating?"
Jiang Fan and the two were eating happily when they suddenly heard a sound like silver bells coming from the bushes. Jiang Fan turned around and saw two young women in different clothes walking out and looking at them from a distance.
Although this place is deep in the mountains and old forests, there are many Shiwanda Villages, so it is not surprising that some people will appear occasionally. It's just that the demeanor of these two people made Jiang Fan feel a little unusual.
Jiang Fan narrowed his eyes and smiled: "Not bad, are you two okay?"
The woman wearing the silver moon earrings raised her lips and said, "If you eat well, eat more. I'm afraid I won't be able to eat anymore later."
Jiang Fan's heart moved and he couldn't help but glance at the pot, but Ying Wuming didn't even look at it and just ate it.
"Oh, sister, look, I'm still eating. No wonder I've grown so big and it's hard to support me even if I carry it back, hehe..." the girl wearing round earrings said with a smile.
Jiang Fan waved: "We'll share half of it when we meet. How about eating some together?"
The woman with silver moon earrings said: "No, no. Eating in the wild can easily cause stomach upset. Don't you feel uncomfortable, sir?"
Jiang Fan was stunned for a moment: "No, it's cooked."
The woman with the Silver Moon Earring suddenly turned her wrist and put a small bone flute to her lips, and a string of sharp notes immediately came out.
Jiang Fan suddenly frowned, a cramping pain suddenly hit his stomach, and the bamboo chopsticks in his hand fell to the ground with a clatter. Covering his abdomen with both hands: "Huh? What's going on..."
Ying Wuming was stunned: "Brother-in-law, what's wrong with you?"
Jiang Fan frowned and sweat gradually appeared on his forehead, as if he was in great pain.
Ying Wuming was startled and quickly put down his chopsticks: "Brother-in-law? Brother-in-law, what's going on?"
The next moment, he suddenly seemed to think of something. He stood up and stared at the two women: "What the hell did you do?"
The woman with round earrings giggled and said: "Look, you still don't listen. Now you know the pain."
At this time, Ying Wuming's eyes suddenly condensed, and his hand couldn't help but place on his abdomen.
The woman put down the bone flute and giggled: "Oh, Alang, I feel it now. My cultivation is so advanced, my little sister likes it."
Ying Wuming snorted coldly, and a fierce aura exploded. He slapped a single palm towards his abdomen, and a wave of air exploded. Ying Wuming's body shook slightly, then returned to normal, stood up and clenched his fists.
"Little tricks!"
"What? You!" The two women were shocked. This man was actually so tyrannical. He was a poisonous insect inside his body, and it was a high-level poison that was carefully raised. However, he was slapped to death by this man. I have never heard of anyone dealing with poison like this.
"You guys, come here!" Ying Wuming stretched his hands forward like claws. The bodies of the two of them were completely out of control. Ying Wuming was caught in the air and pinched their necks even though they were ten feet apart. They couldn't help but turn pale in horror.
"You...Martial Saint?" My cultivation level is not weak, and the other party can easily grab me from a distance of more than ten feet with just one touch. With this level of cultivation, you can only reach the Holy Realm.
The two of them were completely shocked. They didn't expect that this golden-armored man's cultivation was so amazing. How many holy realms can there be in a hundred thousand mountains?
"What did you do? Quickly detoxify him."
Ying Wuming stared at the two people and said angrily.
The two of them were held in his hand by the neck, making it difficult to breathe. But the woman with the Silver Moon Earring still smiled: "You are incredibly strong, but he is not. His body cannot withstand your palm. If you don't want him to die, it's best to let us go."
Ying Wuming's eyes froze, not knowing what to do. He had no choice but to restrain the two of them and help Jiang Fan up.
Jiang Fan endured the severe pain, stood up slowly, looked at the two of them and said, "A stranger from Southern Xinjiang?"
"Some knowledge." The woman with the Silver Moon Earring glanced at him.
Jiang Fan looked at the two of them carefully: "Gu clan?"
This time the two of them were surprised: "Do you know the Gu clan?"
Jiang Fan said: "Twelve Dongs of the Gu clan, which one are you?"
The woman with round earrings looked a little surprised: "You know a lot, no wonder..."
The woman with the Silver Moon Earring interrupted: "No wonder I'm attracted to it."
"Fancy it?" Jiang Fan was slightly startled.
The woman with the Silver Moon Earring giggled and looked at Ying Wuming: "Yes, I have taken a liking to this big guy."
Jiang Fan was stunned. This is not surprising. Women in southern Xinjiang are bold and unrestrained, daring to love and hate. Not to mention confessing your love in person, it is not new to just hit a man unconscious with a hammer and carry him away if you like him. Of course, for the Twelve Dongs of the Gu clan, the most effective way is to cast poison.
Haha, Jiang Fan felt severe pain in his abdomen, but he couldn't help but grin. He even let himself catch up today.
The next moment, the pain in his abdomen became even worse, and he almost fell to the ground with his legs weak.
"Big brother, you'd better let us go, otherwise your companion won't be able to bear it anymore."
The woman with round earrings blinked her eyes and said.
Ying Wuming looked at Jiang Fan with a questioning look in his eyes.
"Let go, you can't run away from them."
Jiang Fan endured the pain and waved his hand.
Ying Wuming nodded and casually unlocked the restrictions on the two of them: "Undo my brother's poison."
The woman with the Silver Moon Earring moved her wrist, then took out the bone flute and played it a few times. Jiang Fan's brows relaxed and he looked much better.
"Huh..." Jiang Fan took a long breath and calmed down.
"It's amazing. You can be bewitched without even realizing it. You are very accomplished in this area."
The woman with the Silver Moon Earring smiled and said: "How can it be so magical? It's not because you are greedy and bought that woman's things."
