tkworld Chapter 1: Cold Rain
Chapter 1: Cold Rain
Liang Fei didn't know whether he was able to fight with Taoist Wei, but bad luck was certain.
Liang Fei knew this cloud-swallowing beast, it is said that it has a violent temperament, before it was subdued by the Taoist guards, it caused disasters in the area of Yunze Prefecture, and had a lot of killing karma.It is rumored that the cloud-swallowing beast likes blood the most, and when it was the king of Yunze Prefecture, it would eat several people every day.
After being brought back to Huaqingzong by Taoists, he was bound by the clan's rules and no longer cannibalized.But in recent years, among the mortals responsible for regularly delivering food to the monsters protecting the mountain, several have disappeared.
When Liang Fei was helping in the kitchen, he heard from the person who delivered the food that it was all the work of the Cloud Swallowing Beast, but because the Swallowing Cloud Beast was the favorite mount of the Taoists, and the one who died was a mortal, no one in the sect said anything. .
A few days ago when the disciples of Wanliufeng's sect dared to draw their swords and besieged Liang Fei when some words were wrong in the small competition of the sect, it can be seen that among the nine peaks of Huaqingzong, Wanliufeng was the most arrogant and domineering.
The Cloud Swallowing Beast wagged its tail, stood up slowly, and walked back and forth a few steps. It seemed that after examining the opponent's strength, it strolled up to Liang Fei, its saliva dripping down and wet its thick mane.
Liang Fei and the Cloud Swallowing Beast confronted each other for a while, knowing that today was going to be a big meal.
Liang Fei tightened his grip on the only weapon in his hand - the iron stick that had been used as a crutch and machete for most of the day.
The Cloud Swallowing Beast showed its sharp canine teeth, lowered its shoulders, and kicked its hind legs on the ground. The moment it was about to pounce, a sharp whistle came from a distance.
The Cloud Swallowing Beast immediately stopped its forward pounce, looked up into the distance, then turned to look at the "fresh meat", hesitated for a moment, then closed its claws and ran away.
Liang Fei was lucky enough to save his life, and the cold sweat that oozes wet his back.He took a deep breath, tightened his burden, supported the iron rod, and continued to walk forward.
Bai Yanqiu came out from behind the big rock, looked at the huge footprints left by the Cloud Swallowing Beast on the grass, looked at Liang Fei's leaving back, and thought, "Using the password of the Taoist guard to summon the mount, to lure the Cloud Swallowing Beast away, I don't know How much trouble is going to be caused. It's a bad idea for children to run away from home."
Liang Fei looked at the sun above his head to the west, and reckoned that he had walked for half a day, and he should have left the area where the monsters gathered to protect the mountain. He planned to find a place to spend the night, and if he walked another day tomorrow, he should be able to get out of Hua Qingzong's territory.
Thanks to the blessing of wandering around when he was young, Liang Fei did the work of building shacks quickly and well, and soon he built a shack under a big tree to shelter from wind and rain.
Bai Yanqiu sat cross-legged behind the grass not far away, took a weed in his mouth, and watched his apprentice busily moving branches and hay like a worker ant. Grass House - Watching the live broadcasts of the wild survival masters is not so enjoyable.
At night, the little apprentice lit a bonfire, squatted beside the fire, took out half a steamed bun from his bosom, strung it on a branch, and began to bake the steamed bun.
As the breeze blew over, Bai Yanqiu could smell the smell of steamed buns.
Bai Yanqiu spent two days and one night in the book, and was cut into pieces for a third of the time, but he only drank two bowls of "chicken soup"—and because he felt so embarrassed, he didn't even dare to eat more meat. Yes, enlisting in the army at [-] is about the same as drinking two bowls of soup.
In the middle of the night with heavy dew, Bai Yanqiu sat behind the bushes and peeped at his apprentice baking steamed buns, not only smelled really good, but also felt very hungry.
Bai Yanqiu wanted to talk to the system.
But Damei put a leave note on the system announcement, the reason is that she was depressed by the host and was autistic at home.
For a moment, Bai Yanqiu felt that he was the only one left in the vast world, so lonely and cold.
Tick-tick-tick-tick, the leaves nodded wildly, and the weeds bowed deeply.
Primitive jungle, heavy rain in the middle of the night, God never says hello.
He started thinking about philosophy.
To put it in a more fashionable way, when God closes a door, he often closes all the windows for you.
As the old saying goes, blessings never come without pairs, but misfortunes never come singly.
Bai Yanqiu looked up at the sky, and the cold rain patted his face indiscriminately.
In dog-blood dramas, when hunger and cold are at stake, it often rains heavily. I didn't expect it to be the same in novels.
Bai Yanqiu held up his middle finger and exhaled fragrance towards the sky.
To enter or not to enter, it was not a question in Bai Yanqiu's heart at all, he rose from the ground and rushed directly into the apprentice's small hut.
Liang Fei only felt that a gust of wind swept by, and the white shadow flashed in front of his eyes, and there were more people in the shack.
Bai Yanqiu was drenched all over, with long hair sticking to his face and white shirt sticking to his body, in the eyes of the little apprentice who was shocked, suspicious, fearful, hateful and murderous, etc., he sat down in front of the fire very calmly, wiped With the rain on my face, I started to warm myself and continued to think about life.
Why is the master of Qianhe Peak of Huaqing Sect, a dignified cultivator, hungry?Will be thirsty!Clothes are not waterproof!
Isn't this the comprehension|world!
Not scientific at all!I don't agree!
Bai Yanqiu questioned his soul.
The protagonist deserves to be the protagonist. After the extremely chaotic moment passed, Liang Fei spoke up.
"Master, do you want to eat steamed buns?"
Bai Yanqiu watched as Liang Fei took out another steamed bun from his bosom, and brought it to him. The steamed bun was fat and white, and it was not crushed, but it had no fragrance.
Cold steamed buns that have not been baked are soulless steamed buns.
"I want to eat grilled." Bai Yanqiu said coldly.
Under the master's proud and critical gaze, Liang Fei took back tomorrow's daily ration - a cold steamed bun that had been secretly stored in his arms for several days, silently put it on a branch, and started to roast it.
The heavy rain outside continued to pour, and in the small shack, the master and the apprentice were forced to shoulder to shoulder, sparks popped out of the fire, the white steamed buns were roasted to a brown color, and the fragrance gradually overflowed, warming the shelter from the wind and rain. Small world.
Bai Yanqiu swallowed, and his stomach rumbled.
Liang Fei started to play dumb, he didn't move at all, pretending not to hear, mainly because he didn't dare to hear.
Bai Yanqiu took the baked buns, the buns were too hot, he had to shake them back and forth in both hands.
Liang Fei's eyes rested on Bai Yanqiu's hand for a moment, and said in a strange way: "Master, let me come."
Liang Fei opened his hands, his hands were covered with thick calluses, he didn't know whether it was left over from work or practice, such hands were not afraid of the heat of a baked bun.
Bai Yanqiu looked at his hands that were scalded red and red, thin and white, well maintained like a hand model, dead mouth is not his style, the next second, he gave the steamed buns to Liang Fei.
Liang Fei took back the steamed bun, tore off a piece, and handed it to his master.
He tore a piece, and Master ate a piece.
The master and apprentice, each with their own ghosts, barely played a "warmth" in the temperature of a steamed bun.
The steamed buns were quickly eaten.
Bai Yanqiu felt his head was heavy, his long hair was full of rain, and his scalp was heavy, so he started to twist his hair.
Why is there no spell in Tangtang Cultivation | World that can instantly evaporate the water on the head and body? !
Is it a comprehension novel?
He couldn't hold back, and rushed into the system to ask for an explanation. Damei had no choice but to reply, "Everything is designed by the author for the plot" and ran away, fearing that he would be forced to accept "Fragrant Words" again.
Bai Yanqiu wanted to arrest the author and cut him to pieces.
Bai Yanqiu suddenly felt that his hair was heavy, turned his head and saw that the apprentice who had been "good" for most of the night took a cloth and wiped his hair with a low eyebrow.
Bai Yanqiu instantly understood the author's good intentions.
He wanted to have a glass of [-] Lafite to calm his nerves.
But Lafite, who was only exchanged for two points, had already been drunk by Bai Yanqiu as a tranquilizer on the night of death by a thousand knives.
He is penniless now, not to mention Lafite in [-], Erguotou last month can't even be replaced.
Bai Yanqiu regretted it at the beginning. He knew that if he didn't change Lafite, he should have changed to Erguotou, and he could change a few more bottles. Anyway, he didn't get much benefit from drinking it.
Ba Zong novel, give me Erguotou back!
The night is so long, the rain is getting heavier and heavier.
Bai Yanqiu no longer intends to find scientific explanations in cultivation novels.
His apprentice had been "behaving" for most of the night, and finally he was ready to move.
With no entourage to follow, no spells to shelter from the rain, even a hot steamed bun would burn his hands red, the master who would be cold, hungry and thirsty, is no longer the tall and fluttering white-clothed Qianhefeng in Liang Fei's impression The Lord is no longer the unfathomable great practitioner in the legend.
The vast and deep mountains, the torrential rain, and the deserted people, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.
Liang Fei opened his eyes, the coldness and hatred in his eyes were fully exposed in the faint light of the fire, he raised the iron rod, and thrust it down hard!
There was only a stabbing sound, and blood spurted out!