He played with the rescued man again [Quick Transmigration]

Chapter 123

Jiang Mingyao blushed, got up from the ground with his arms propped up, gritted his teeth, and said, "Brother Mingjin, you must avenge me!"

Jiang Mingjin glanced at him, his expression not very good-looking, "Mingyao, he is now With that beast as your backing, you should restrain yourself a bit." Before Jiang Mingyao could get annoyed, he whispered to comfort him, "Now is not the time, wait for us to find a chance..."

"When will we wait then?" Jiang Mingyao was still dissatisfied .

Jiang Mingjin frowned, and was about to say something more, but there was a rustling sound at the end of the road, and a white figure in the shape of a human walked over. Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a puppet cut from a piece of white paper. It has long eyebrows and thin eyes, and because it has no mouth, it looks expressionless and a little weird.

The puppet didn't approach them, it just stopped by the side of the road and waited.

Seeing this, Jiang Mingjin led people closer, and the puppet led the way not far in front. When he reached the gate of a side hall, the puppet turned and left.

Everyone looked at each other, "What should we do? Do you want us to live here?"

"Go in and take a look

first?" Jiang Mingyao peed on his pants, and before everyone could react, he opened the door and went in. Just as soon as he entered the door, he was gasped by the cold and damp atmosphere in the room, "Hiss...what the hell is this place, it's so fucking cold!"

Compared with them, Jiang Yanlan's accommodation conditions are much better. The lucky lion's den is next to the main hall. Although it is empty and cold, the daylight is good, so the temperature inside the house is not that low.

Jiang Yanlan turned around and discussed with the big lion, "What should we do, what are we going to have for dinner?" The

big lion groaned through the debris in the corner, and found half of it that he had secretly hidden Spirit sheep.

Because of the cold weather, the two lamb legs were frozen hard, and the remaining half of the abdominal cavity had been hollowed out. The big lion still understands it very well. It knows that the internal organs are eaten first. The internal organs are high in fat, and hollowing them out can also prevent the prey from spoiling.

Mr. Xiao Jiang made the decision, "Okay, we'll have mutton soup tonight."

Led by the big lion, he went to the kitchen and dug out some moss-covered pots and bowls. There used to be seasonings, but they were all bad and unusable, and the salt shaker was black and frozen in one piece. Jiang Yanlan sighed, but took it anyway.

On the way back, he took a closer look and found that although Jingfeng was undeveloped, the facilities were still very complete, not only the main hall, side hall and kitchen, but also the library, the trial field, the alchemy room, and the arsenal. And these places are not locked, they are so wide open, it seems that anyone can enter at will.

Jiang Yanlan noticed a figure shaking in a room, and thought there were other people. As a result, when I got closer, there were rows of paper figurines hanging inside, and one of them seemed to have just returned, and hung itself on the shelf and stopped moving. The white figure fluttered in the wind, and countless slender eyes looked at the direction of the door...

Xiao Jiang was terrified, and almost ran away from that place.

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In the side hall, a simple stove was built with a few big stones, and milky white sheep soup was gurgling on a large pot. Although there was no seasoning except salt, it was possible to cook such a dish in this cold weather. The pot of hot soup is also a total treat.

The big lion was lying not far from the fire, and the warm firelight shone on the lion's face, and it was so fluffy that one could see a bit of comfort. Jiang Yanlan leaned on it unceremoniously, peeling off the wet bark with a hunting knife—there was not enough dry firewood in the kitchen, so he went to the woods to pick some up, peeled it out and roasted it again, it would not It filled the room with smoke.

Feeling that it was almost done, Jiang Yanlan stirred the soup with a big spoon, and was about to say hello to Zhaofu for dinner, when her eyes flashed, there was another person in the room.

The man sat on the box he had randomly spread a layer of curtains on, staring blankly at the direction of the fire. The bright yellow flame reflected two rays of light in his eyes, and the pure glass body was more crystal clear than the ice outside.

He sat there casually, the snow-white robe on his body glowed with traces of silver, obviously not stained with a trace of secular atmosphere, but subtly blended into the surrounding scenery.

"Elder Supreme? Why are you here!" Jiang Yanlan didn't let go of the long-handled spoon, nor did she let go.

Yizhi Daojun ignored him, staring straight at the pot of mutton soup.

The corner of Jiang Yanlan's mouth twitched, "Do you want a bowl of the freshly cooked mutton soup?" I

thought I would not get a response, but the other party nodded, "Yeah."

President Xiao Jiang turned around and confronted the big lion Take a look, and get an innocent look... Well, anyway, it's what this boss wants, so it's no wonder he's unpalatable!

Contrary to Mr. Xiao Jiang's expectation, this pot of mutton soup with nothing in it was quite delicious, without the smell of ordinary mutton, and replaced by a faint aura. It may be that it has been stored for too long and the aura has disappeared, but it is very delicious when used to make soup.

The mutton soup flowed warmly through the esophagus and then into the stomach. Jiang Yanlan sighed contentedly, feeling like her whole body was alive.

Zhao Fu, who monopolized most of the pot of mutton soup, was not afraid of being hot at all, and buried his head in the basin to "pata pata" and lick it deliciously.

Only Yizhi Daojun stopped after taking a sip, holding the bowl for a long time without moving.

Jiang Yanlan didn't bother with him, drank the soup to warm her stomach, and began to eat the mutton again. He sat with a big horse, his movements were casual but not rude, and occasionally he tore off a piece or two of mutton to amuse him.

Yizhidaojun was unknowingly attracted by him, watching him unconsciously show doting eyes, star eyes are full of coquettish and free and easy, every move is so like that person

... Suddenly, he knocked over the soup bowl. The porcelain white soup bowl fell to the hard ground and shattered with a "crack".

Yizhi Daojun's face became even uglier.

Jiang Yanlan was about to say a few words of concern when she caught sight of him frowning, glaring at her as if the soup was poisonous, and froze immediately.

Damn, why did this ancestor go crazy! If it doesn't taste good, it doesn't taste good. Can you blame him for knocking over the soup bowl?

"Hmph!" Yizhi Daojun snorted coldly, and disappeared in an instant with a flick of his wide sleeves.

Boss Xiao Jiang was stunned for a while, then turned to look at Zhao Fu, "Isn't your master suffering from something wrong?" He turned his face without any warning, just like a crazy person!

Zhao Fu had already licked the bottom of his pelvis, so he had no time to pay attention to him.

Mr. Xiao Jiang dragged the big tail that was swinging back and forth, and was forced to be pulled up by others. Zhao Fu reluctantly licked his big mouth, glanced at the empty cauldron, and leaned over to ask for the remaining half bowl of soup in his hand.

Mr. Xiao Jiang pushed away its big face, rubbed its forehead hard twice, and insisted on breaking the casserole to ask the end, "Tell me, what I said is right, right?"

Zhaofu grunted habitually, shaking Tilting his big head as if nodding.

Jiang Yanlan just let it go, and poured the half bowl of soup into its big basin, "Eat it."

President Xiao Jiang cleaned up briefly, and at night, wrapped in a fox fur cloak, huddled with Zhaofu to sleep.

As for Jiang Mingjin and others, they were not so lucky. They swallowed another bigu pill at night, sat on the cold couch and practiced all night, and were knocked up by paper puppets to sweep the snow before dawn the next day.

It may be for supervision, but this time there are not one puppet, but six! These puppets took them to six scattered places and guarded them closely.

Jiang Yanlan also came here, at first he didn't realize it, until the puppet came up to pull him, he followed subconsciously.

But as soon as he took a step, the big lion became anxious, and his sturdy figure stepped forward, completely covering Jiang Yanlan.

When the paper figurine raises its hand, it is attacked by a rain of swords. The sharp paper sword cuts through the air, and its power is comparable to that of a sword formation.

The big lion was completely unafraid, returned all the paper swords with a lion's roar, and rushed forward to tear the paper puppet to pieces.

"Blessing!" It was too late for President Xiao Jiang to stop him, so he had to look around vigilantly, waiting for the unreasonable ancestor to appear.

To his surprise, the puppet was destroyed, and the Yizhi Daojun did not appear.

Xiao Jiang always thought about it, coaxed the big lion to stay in the house, and went to the main hall to plead guilty. The big lion didn't want to, so he insisted on following behind.

Jiang Yanlan pushed his big head and pointed in the direction of the main hall.

Zhao Fu looked at the shreds of paper in the courtyard, and then looked in the direction of the main hall. He scratched the ground twice anxiously with his big paws, and let out a low growl of reluctance in his throat, as if to say, "Okay, I'll wait at home." You, master, come back quickly. When Jiang Yanlan

looked for it, a Daoist master was playing chess under a dead tree.

Huge dead trees towered into the sky, and the trunks exposed under the snow were charred black, as if struck by lightning.

"What's the matter?" The Daoist ruler didn't lift his head, his fingertips were white and shiny as he was twisting the chess pieces.

Jiang Yanlan cupped her hands and told the story of the puppet's destruction, only saying that she took the lead to test the puppet, and Zhao Fu jumped out and bit the paper figurine to protect him.

"Heh, every plant and tree on Jingfeng can't be hidden from my eyes and ears, let alone a puppet made by me myself?" The Taoist Master Yizhi smiled half-smile, with mockery in the corner of his mouth.

Jiang Yanlan's fingers tightened.

"That beast regards you as its master, but you are affectionate and righteous, and you have come before the deity because of it!"

Jiang Yanlan quickly lowered her head, "I don't dare."

"Don't dare? Why don't you dare? It's huge!" Yizhi Daojun seemed a little uneasy, "I thought Jiang Mingjin was the biggest bargaining chip of the Jiang family, but it turned out not to be. You, who seem to have nothing to do with it, are the real trump card, right?"

Jiang Yanlan's heart skipped a beat . After a while, "Disciple... I don't know what the Supreme Elder means?"

Yizhi Daojun shook his head and snorted, and suddenly changed the subject, "Come here, play a game of chess with this deity. If you win, this deity will spare you. If you lose..." He Resting her chin, she pondered for a moment, "If you lose, dance the sword for me."

Jiang Yanlan breathed a sigh of relief, she just danced the sword, and she wouldn't lose an arm or a leg.

Yizhi Daojun glanced at him, "Since it is dancing swords for the deity, of course the sword dancer can stop when the deity calls to stop. By the way, someone once froze to death in the In the heavy snowfall, the ice sculpture is lifelike."

Jiang Yanlan, "..."