At night, the food in the village is fragrant.
Candlelight lights up the wooden houses on the hillside and illuminates the windows. You can see cooking in the firepit inside the open door, the sound of bowls and chopsticks clinking in every house, and the evening breeze brings a little coolness.
In the house, the fire in the square firepit crackled and the pot was steaming.
A certain person glanced up, because there were a lot of bacon hanging on the roof, each with their own taste, which was considered hard currency in this era of scarcity.
Making a fire and cooking, just like an ordinary person.
Use Hsinchu bowl wooden spoon.
Made for nothing.
If you want to avoid cracking or getting moldy, you have to go through many processes. Bai Moulong can be regarded as a craftsman in the fairy world.
Sitting obediently on a bamboo stool and waiting for the meal, holding a bamboo bowl in hand and smiling, although the fairy world is vast, there are not many places where you can let go of your anxiety and feel peaceful.
Zhuquan Temple is suitable for meditation.
In addition, there is only Mu Duo's small village, An Ning.
"That's great~"
It’s good to live without fighting against the world, follow nature and enjoy life every day.
The iron pot was so black from the fire that it seemed to be covered in pulp. The lid was shaking wildly, and the wood-fired food had a unique aroma that was hard to explain.
Mu Duo opened the lid of the pot, the heat was hazy, and he first served a bowl of meat porridge to the Big Stomach Dragon, and finally to himself.
"Eat less. The pot is too small. Even though I drank so much water during the day, I didn't see you full."
"Well... it's delicious. There are fish and turtles in the river. Well, it's just enough for me to stuff between my teeth..."
He held the bowl in his mouth and slurred his words.
Mu Duo was more elegant when he was sitting. He sat with his snow-white legs close together. He took a small sip with a spoon and ate slowly. He nodded with satisfaction. The salt tasted fragrant. He was pondering over the idea of picking some salt cubes from the claws of a certain dragon. I don’t know where to extract the endless amount of salt.
Bai Yujun enjoyed the meal very much.
He took a big sip, opened his mouth and blew in, saying it was too hot.
The quiet Mu Duo shook his head, thinking of trivial matters.
"Did the half-dragon come to see you?"
"Well, I just met. What's the name of the old patriarch, Long Wei? He has an ordinary name, not as proud and domineering as me. The girls are very beautiful."
The Holy Prophet automatically filtered again.
"How to say."
"Let me go to their place. The four people under the sea are called Dragon Kings, and I can only be regarded as your highness."
"Oh? The half-dragon clan was persecuted and hunted by the Dragon Palace, and they fled to Jiuli to seek refuge. They should be down-to-earth. Unfortunately, their great ambitions ruined their great future."
While Mu Duo was eating, he turned away the charcoal fire to avoid burning the pot.
Bai Yujun finished the lean meat porridge in the bowl, raised the bowl to take a closer look, stretched out her little tongue and licked it, it was as clean as new...
"Help me fill another bowl."
The charcoal fire in the fire pit flickers and extinguishes, giving off a strong smell of human fireworks.
The civet cat walked proudly through the door with a mouse in its mouth.
The yellow dog lay outside the threshold, his chin resting on the threshold, staring at the rice cooker in the house and swallowing saliva. Moubai threw a piece of burnt barbecue out, and the dog was very happy.
"You are a true dragon. Half-dragons are still loyal to the dragon clan. In short, it is much better than the Dragon Palace. What are you going to do?"
"There's nothing to worry about. Isn't it good now? Could it be that you Jiuli are planning to forcefully marry a half-dragon girl?"
"That's not true. Even though the half-dragons have declined, they haven't reached that point."
"That's it. It's good now. In fact, I'm very busy. The demon world is expanding. If it can't be stopped, it will be really over. There will be no woods, no streams, no waterfalls. The world will be desolate and destroyed. It's terrible."
Hearing this, Mu Duo paused while eating.
"Is it really serious?"
"you do not know?"
Bai Yujun and Mu Duo lack information, or this is the norm in the fairy world.
Mu Duo pushed his messy hair behind his ears and shook his head.
I scratched the dragon's horns and thought about what words I should use to explain the situation clearly. We can't say that the demon world is powerful, conquering the small world and finally invading the prehistoric fairy world. Let's run quickly, the game is about to be completely over.
"It's very bad, very chaotic. There will be less victory and more defeat in heaven. The devil will exile us all."
Some things cannot be said.
Even if the Kunlun anomaly was repaired, it would only delay it for a few days, allowing the creatures in the prehistoric world to survive for a few days.
The words were dull, and Mu Duo sighed helplessly.
"You should take care of yourself. Darkness cannot swallow up light, but many people will never see the light again."
"Yes, many, many..."
Thinking of a ship covered with white flags, it was too many.
Seeing that Moubai was depressed and sad, Mu Duo changed the subject and talked about the things in the village.
"When I first came to this vast world, someone found me in the village. It turns out that the people living here are descendants of the ancestors of our hometown Baibe. Generations of descendants live together. It has the flavor of my hometown, but it is a bit weak. It suits me very well. .”
"No wonder the smell is so familiar."
The virtuous Mu Duo stood up, put away the empty bowl, took out the cloth and embroidered by the firelight.
"Bai, are you okay back home? Will the demons be so rampant and destroy Longmian's small world?"
"Don't worry, the small world of Longmian is more dangerous to the demons than the big world. I have left two scale clones, one idol clone, and a super boss in addition."
"That's good……"
"Do you still remember the Hundred Thousand Mountain Demon Emperor, Monkey?"
"Is it coming too?"
"Here he comes, but it's a pity that the golden hair turned into gray hair, maybe it was burned by thunder and fire."
In a foreign land, it's always nice to hear news from fellow villagers. Only when you come to this dangerous fairyland can you understand the importance of forming gangs. Humans are unreliable, but monsters and beasts can still be trusted occasionally.
"Tie Qiu, Qing Ling, Monkey, live together with old Huixian. Lao Duo, don't you know? Old Huixian is simply a weirdo. Did you know that the entire Zhuquan Mountain and Zhuquan Temple flew up? I'll go , It’s unreasonable, I was hit by wind, rain, and lightning, and the result... sigh."
Mu Duo was shocked, it was the first time he heard about it.
"real?"
"That's right. Little Shitou and Little Snake came with us. Let's get together someday."
It can only be said that there are thousands of avenues, all leading to the same destination.
It’s not like meditating all day long to absorb spiritual energy, or swallowing living beings to practice evil skills. A true practitioner will naturally become a god and a saint once he has an epiphany and understands the Tao.
All in all, Lao Huixian is a wild and strange flower.
There is a little humidity in the mountains at night, so it would be much better to have a firepit.
I spread out a blanket casually, stretched out and yawned and reclined comfortably. When I was bored, I grabbed the red charcoal fire and played with building blocks, watching Mu Duo embroidery stitch by stitch.
"I usually have nothing to do, so I spend a long time with embroidery."
Mu Duo embroidered butterflies seriously.
Bai Yujun carefully considered how to say that he might be in disaster. Whether it was a blessing or a disaster, he couldn't avoid it. Even he, a dragon who was good at manipulating destiny, couldn't change it. It was conceivable that he couldn't avoid it at all. When he faced it, the dragon was born in the world. There are always ups and downs.
"Well... we may be separated for a while in a few days."
"how long."
"I don't know either, Heaven is very busy."
There was another moment of silence, and the fire crackled in the fire pit...
Mu Duo told about the sacrificial prophecy.
"The old priest Jiuli drew a messy sketch that others couldn't understand. I saw clearly that there was a dragon in the prophecy, and it might be you."
"That doesn't sound like a good thing."
"Well, so you have to be careful and don't show off."
"Don't mess with me for making trouble, I'm not that stupid."
Beside the fire pit, people chatted, listening to the crickets chirping and looking at the full moon in the mountains.
Late at night.
It's very quiet. You can hear the rumble of falling water from the cliff waterfall. Looking from a distance, there are only a few lights left in the village, and the firelight is warm...
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