The piping hot snake soup is really numbing and fragrant.
Especially in this harsh environment. One can't help but feel a sense of survival from a desperate situation.
When Zheng Xiu knew that Ruchen was carrying him up Tianyin Mountain, he was stunned.
"You can actually carry me... up Tianyin Mountain?"
"Hey hey hey!"
Ruchen is always smiling while drinking broth.
Looking at the dirty Ruchen, drinking snake meat soup, and eating tender snake meat rolls, Zheng Xiu felt warm in his stomach.
Only then did Zheng Xiu notice that they were in a long and narrow cave.
The winding entrance to the cave just prevents the wind and snow from entering.
There was a white-skinned snake corpse lying vaguely in the dim cave. Zheng Xiu was also shocked when he saw the size of the snake's body.
I never expected that such a fat and white snake could be raised in this cold and miserable place.
An unexpected surprise.
It was a white snake about two meters long, as thick as a forearm. A large piece of snake skin and flesh had been torn off, and the torn parts were being cooked in a pot.
When Zheng Xiu asked Ruchen how he dug up this snake, Ruchen said that he was very hungry yesterday and had finished eating the dry food for two people, so he walked into the cave and saw a snake head buried in the soil. Inside, he dug it out, and before the hibernating snake woke up, he cut off seven inches of the snake with one slap.
Zheng Xiu listened to Ruchen's talk about how he "picked up leaks" with excitement, and secretly thought in his heart that it seems that there is really such a thing as "luck" in the dark. One of the four parts of the human soul is "luck", and Zheng Xiu had something in his heart about [Inn 】It has a description about "luck" and "scale".
After adding [Station Ascetic] to the mental prison, Zheng Xiu was busy dealing with Ye Weiyang and never took the time to study the monk's description of the post. He suspected that the monk's luck was not bad.
By the way, the luck and scale of [Station Station Fengbei] are respectively: Tiansha Lone Star and Beginning to Take Shape.
Wait a minute.
Monk, what did you just say?
Did you work hard to dig it?
The wind was blowing outside, and the two of them were gnawing on snake meat in the cave.
After gulping down a bowl, his hunger eased a bit. After adding a second bowl, Zheng Xiu asked him what happened during his coma.
Anyway, there is a [Station Ascetic] here, and Zheng Xiu was just trying to cancel the fugue state and return to his true body.
He found failure.
Zheng Xiu encountered this situation for the first time, but he didn't panic. The incarnation can live well now, which means that the original body also lives well.
Maybe it's fatigue.
This situation is not difficult to understand.
Although he was a little worried about the Imperial City, Zheng Xiu realized that although his home could not be called an iron wall, it was not something that just a few cats could break through.
Recalling the battle with the Crow Raiders, Zheng Xiu vaguely sensed that the Night Lord must have some kind of restrictions and could not do anything casually, otherwise he would not have sent out the Crow Raiders.
Rules, media, restrictions, this theory is now understood by Zheng Xiu.
Drinking snake soup and eating snake meat, Zheng Xiu felt that the accumulated fatigue in his body was quickly dissipating and his physical fitness was recovering.
"Brother Zheng, you slept for thirteen full days and nights."
"Thirteen days."
Zheng Xiu counted the days on his fingers.
It's a miracle that the main body didn't starve to death.
This made Zheng Xiu even more convinced that he was physically exhausted. He was already in a fugue while driving due to fatigue, and since he had not eaten or drank for thirteen days, it was good to be alive.
Zheng Xiu was still frightened when he recalled the horror of the crow keeper. The monster became neither human nor bird, making it difficult for Zheng Xiu to imagine that "it" was once a thaumaturgy.
But Zheng Baimei's last use of "The Sword Intention of Returning to Heaven and Earth" can be said to be a crushing level. If the Night Lord could do it, if the Crow Raider had been ten times more terrifying, and if Zheng Xiu's Sword Intention of Returning to One was much weaker, Ten times, if he returns to the same situation as that day, Zheng Xiu will definitely die. Of course, there are not so many ifs in the world. All in all, Zheng Xiu is alive now.
Zheng Xiu stroked the scroll in his arms, and the rough surface slid across his fingertips. Zheng Xiu fell into deep thought.
He vaguely remembered that after Zheng Baimei's "death", when he wandered again, the post he chose was [Station Executioner] instead of [Station Ascetic]. This shows that Feng Bei is still alive.
Top quality ingredients often only require the simplest cooking methods.
After finishing the delicious pot of snake meat, the two felt that it was not enough, so Ruchen asked Zheng Xiu to scrape off another large piece and continue cooking.
This winding cave was bottomless. In addition to digging out a snake, Ruchen also found many clean branches in deeper places.
There is no shortage of water, just go outside and dig a handful of snow and boil it.
Zheng Xiu dragged his tired body out of the cave.
My eyes suddenly opened up.
Zheng Xiu looked down, and the earth was no longer visible. What Zheng Xiu could see was a vast sea of white clouds that extended to the end of his field of vision.
Looking up, the clear sky is like a light blue mirror, spotless and refreshing.
The sight of the thin line between heaven and earth made Zheng Xiu pause for a moment while digging out the snow. He was confused and muttered: "How on earth did the monk carry me up here? I should say that he is indeed...a natural stranger. Is he really that?" Don’t underestimate him.”
I boiled the pot again and water started to bubble from the bottom of the pot. While waiting for the meal to begin, Ruchen looked left and right, twirling his short-haired head up and down, glancing at the macho man from time to time, but hesitated to speak.
"Do you have something to say?"
Zheng Xiu looked at Ruchen's restless posture and couldn't help but ask.
"Hehehe, brother is indeed very discerning. The young monk wants to ask, who is Zhizhi?"
Zheng Xiu was stunned for a moment and then said with a solemn expression: "Zhizhi? How do you know this person?"
But after a moment of nervousness, Zheng Xiu remembered that Ruchen had lost his memory and that he might not even have heard of the name "The Richest Man Zheng Xiu". He secretly said that he was too nervous and worried about exposing his body hidden behind his incarnation and exposing his chicken feet.
Ruchen smiled and said, "My eldest brother called this name five times when he was sleeping."
"A... confidante."
Zheng Xiu gave an ambiguous answer, telling lies with his eyes open.
He wondered how he could call Zhizhi's name.
It doesn't make sense.
"What about Pingping?" Ruchen suddenly realized, and couldn't help but ask: "Brother, you called me this name seven times."
"A confidante. Ahem, another one."
"I see, eldest brother is indeed eldest brother. What about Lily? You also shouted seven times."
"Same as above."
"Where's Bobo? Brother Zheng called out nine times. More than before. I guess he's thinking about it a lot."
"...As long as you understand." Zheng Xiu closed his eyes.
"Then... where is Er Niang? Brother, you called Er Niang seventy-eight times. Could it be that it's Brother's...?" Ruchen's eyes sparkled.
Zheng Xiu laughed dumbly. Thinking of Zheng Erniang, Zheng Xiu's eyes showed a hint of warmth. This name instantly reminded Zheng Xiu of the feeling of home.
"Childhood sweethearts."
Ruchen nodded vigorously: "I see, the young monk finally understands why Brother Zheng insisted on saving Fengbei Donor regardless of life and death. Brother Zheng is indeed true-hearted, and he is deeply devoted to Fengbei Donor. His love is deep and profound..."
"Wait a minute." Zheng Xiu interrupted Ruchen and frowned, "What's wrong with Guan Fengbei?"
"Brother, you don't know something," Ruchen said with a rare hint of joking on his face, "You called Fengbei's benefactor's name a full 567 times."
Zheng Xiu was stunned, with a look of disbelief on his face: "Why did I call Feng Bei more than five hundred times for no reason?"
Ruchen spread his hands and looked innocent: "Now I have to ask what big brother is thinking. How can the young monk know?"
Ruchen rebelled against an army.
Zheng Xiu had nothing to say.
why?
Zheng Xiu was puzzled.
Logically speaking, it doesn't make sense.
Zheng Xiu immersed himself in eating hard, thinking about Ruchen's words.
Soon the second pot was finished with the efforts of the two of them.
Ruchen patted his belly and burped. After being satisfied, his face was filled with a happy smile of rebirth after a disaster.
Zheng Xiu felt that it was not full enough, so he tore off a few more kilograms of snake meat and prepared for the third pot.
"This snake is really fat."
Zheng Xiu glanced deep into the cave.
In fact, after Zheng Xiu killed the raven-keeper with a sword of "Zheng Baimei" and eliminated the threat of Ye Weiyang's raven, there was no need for Ruchen to climb up at all. But at that time Zheng Xiu fell into a coma, and Ruchen's mind was full of memories of Zheng Xiu's words before he fell into coma, and he moved his feet as soon as he got angry.
Even after climbing, Zheng Xiu wouldn't say anything more when people were there. This place is at the top of the mountain. If Ye Weiyang wants to pursue him, he must first cross the natural chasm of Tianyin Mountain, which is very rare. In other words, it's safe here.
After he had a full stomach, he planned to follow the old monk's instructions and enter the scroll ghost to rescue Feng Bei.
When Zheng Xiu thought of Feng Bei, Ruchen's words rang in his ears inexplicably five hundred and sixty-seven times, which always felt weird.
The environment on the snowy mountain can be used as a natural ice cellar, so Zheng Xiu doesn't have to worry about the freshness of the food.
Ruchen was still sitting there quietly, with his legs crossed under his clothes, smiling and tapping the pot lid, eagerly waiting to eat.
Although his stomach was full, he could still hold a little more.
Seeing Ruchen like this, Zheng Xiu smiled and went out to dig in the snow.
There was a hole left where he dug before. Zheng Xiu dug his hands into the snow and dug out another large piece.
suddenly.
Zheng Xiu was shocked, and the snow cube in his hand fell to his feet with a clatter.
At the bottom of the small pit dug by Zheng Xiu, a large dark red blood stain looked so dazzling in the pure white snow.
The dark red in the white snow stung Zheng Xiu's eyes.
Zheng Xiu stared at the dazzling bloodstains without blinking, as if he had lost his soul.
"Brother, what's wrong?"
Ruchen noticed there was no sound outside and asked worriedly.
Zheng Xiu rushed into the cave with a ferocious expression and shouted to Ruchen: "Where are your feet!"
Ruchen was stunned, raised an index finger and hissed: "Brother Zheng, please keep your voice down, don't cause an avalanche."
"Don't fucking talk nonsense to me! Where are your feet! Don't hide them for me to see!"
Seeing that Ruchen was covering up, Zheng Xiu was not polite and glared angrily. He directly opened the hem of Ruchen's clothes and pushed Ruchen to the ground.
A pair of bruised, swollen, bruised, and torn feet were exposed in front of Zheng Xiu.
Zheng Xiu took a breath. This abnormal bruise was obviously not a bruise caused by trauma.
It's frostbite!
There were even two dents on Ruchen's calves, which had been hit by something.
"Let's go down the mountain!"
Without saying a word, Zheng Xiu prepared to carry Ruchen down the mountain and seek treatment from a famous doctor.
He immediately thought of the living dead Situ Yong, who was known as a miracle doctor.
Zheng Xiu looked serious. He knew how terrible frostbite was. It was obvious that Ruchen's feet did not turn purple like this in a day or two. If it dragged on any longer, not only would the feet not be saved, but the person might even be dead.
"Brother, don't worry!" Ruchen said hurriedly: "Don't forget Fengbei's benefactor five hundred and sixty-seven times!"
"Get out of here! Stop talking nonsense! It's important to treat the injury!"
Ruchen shouted desperately not to.
But Zheng Xiu is so anxious now that he can't care about so much. It was true that he wanted to save Feng Bei, but he couldn't involve the monk.
"Brother! Don't worry!" Ruchen quickly lifted his bare feet and pointed at one of the wounds: "The little monk's feet have begun to grow flesh!"
"Fart! How can you grow flesh when you're frostbitten? Do you think your flesh is your hair? Can't it just grow as long as you want?"
Zheng Xiu said angrily, but as soon as he finished speaking, Zheng Xiu glanced at where Ruchen's finger was pointing, and was instantly shocked!
On Ruchen's two calves, which looked like hideous wounds caused by blunt objects, traces of blood-red tender flesh were climbing toward the bruises at a speed visible to the naked eye. If Ruchen hadn't said so, Zheng Xiu would have thought it was such a wound. Chen's feet were rotten and infested with maggots.
In Zheng Xiu's astonished eyes, Ruchen rubbed his head and embarrassedly talked about how his feet grew back.
He carried Zheng Xiu on his back for thirteen days and nights, and his boots were worn out by the rugged mountain road. Then I simply continued climbing with bare feet.
On the eighth day of climbing, his feet were no longer human-shaped and were frozen.
After finally crawling to the cave where they ate snake meat soup, Ruchen looked at the two scarred feet and knew how terrible frostbite was. There were no knives around him, so he wanted to knock off the two bad legs with a stone. , save your life.
But Ruchen only knocked twice, and the pain became unbearable. He couldn't continue to be cruel, so he had to give up and decided to resign himself to his fate and do as he pleased.
After Ruchen settled Zheng Xiu here, he waited for Zheng Xiu to wake up and die.
Before he could die, he was pleasantly surprised to find that his two necrotic legs had grown flesh again yesterday. He exclaimed happily that his frozen feet could actually grow flesh. Fortunately, he didn't break them because he was afraid of pain.
The reason why Ruchen hid his legs from Zheng Xiu was that he didn't want Zheng Xiu to worry, and he felt that he didn't do the heroic feat of breaking a leg because he was afraid of pain. He felt embarrassed and was too embarrassed to bring it up.
After hearing about Ruchen's leg-smashing experience, Zheng Xiu was a little moved at first, but at the end he couldn't laugh or cry, and looked confused.
He looked at the fresh flesh and blood that was obviously squirming on Ruchen's legs.
Is this how people grow flesh?
There seems to be something wrong with this!
Zheng Xiu, who couldn't laugh or cry, suddenly realized after a moment that Ruchen was no longer a normal person. Maybe Zheng Xiu's frequent use of big moves along the way made Ruchen look ordinary. Zheng Xiu almost forgot that Ruchen is a natural stranger, a stranger of the "Ascetic Monk" level!
Maybe Ruchen carried Zheng Xiu all the way up the mountain and tortured himself, unintentionally complying with the promotion rules of the [Ascetic Monk] path, causing Ruchen to further penetrate the path without knowing it.
No wonder Ye Weiyang's Shangxian Si kept calling Feng Bei a monster.
Born alien, to some extent, different from human beings, comparable to monsters.
Zheng Xiu carefully inspected Ruchen's legs and found that new flesh was secretly growing under the rotten flesh on Ruchen's surface. He rubbed it hard, and the rotten skin and flesh fell off like tofu dregs. Every time he rubbed, one layer fell off, and then another layer fell off.
"Brother! Stop! If you rub it any more, it will hurt the little monk to death!"
Seeing the macho man addicted to rubbing, Ruchen wailed and begged for mercy.
hiss--
While the two were "playing" and eating two pots of snake meat, the third pot had not yet started cooking and the smell of snake meat was still lingering in the entire cave.
A terrible vibration suddenly came from the depths of the cave, causing Zheng Xiu to stop what he was doing.
The monk and the macho man looked at each other.
The monk asked uncertainly: "Avalanche?"
Zheng Xiu looked straight at the winding and twisted cave, which was bottomless.
Somehow, the more he looked at it, the more he felt that the shape of the cave looked like it had been drilled out by a snake.
But...is there such a big snake in the world?
Something soon answered Zheng Xiu's doubts.
Boom!
There was a loud noise, and the stone walls on both sides of the cave suddenly cracked. A black shadow swept out from the depths of the cave with lightning speed, whipping up a disgusting fishy wind.
Two red vertical pupils approached at high speed in the darkness, like a speeding truck.
It's a... huge giant snake!
"Let's go!"
Zheng Xiu's expression changed, and he grabbed Ruchen's legs and rushed out.
The next second.
Opening the snake's mouth, he swallowed everything in the cave, including Zheng Xiu, Ruchen, hot pot of snake meat, fire, and scrolls.
Asking for a monthly ticket!
(End of chapter)
