The sand dunes here are as high as hills, the south slope is sunny, and there is a large area of shade at the foot of the north slope, the temperature is suddenly more than ten degrees lower, and the sand under the feet is not as hot as before, which makes people dare not step on it.

Shao Daochang chose a flat and solid ground under the sand dunes to put down the customer, and then took out the ecological fish tank from the survival kit, then untied the small fish tank on his chest, reached out and fished out the grass fish and poured it into the large tank. The small fish tank followed him through the desert all morning, and although it was covered with sheets, the temperature in the water was a little hot. A grass carp in Yan Hanjiang lives in hot water, even if it is cultivated as a protective body, it will not be burned, but psychologically it will not be too comfortable.

After changing the fish tank, he didn't waste the water in the small tank, took it out by hand and washed his face, and thoughtfully asked the customer if he wanted to wash it together.

Qingjin happily took the fish tank, wiped his face and hands with the sheets dipped in water, and sent them back with cherishment: "Let's keep this water and use it slowly, I don't know how long we will stay in the desert." ”

Shao Zongyan took out two bottles of mineral water, unscrewed one and handed it to him, and drank half a bottle in one gulp: "There is still water to drink, you don't need to save it, and you can't save it." If you drink less water in such a hot day, you will suffer from heat stroke, where can you stand it. ”

The elf has lived here for a long time, and cherishes the water very much, so he is only willing to take a small sip and swallow it slowly after moistening his mouth.

Shao Zongyan didn't care about him, he drank it happily, threw down the mineral water bottle, and took out two large wardrobes from his bag under the shocked eyes of the customer. The wardrobes were all tightly packed, the weight was not light, and as soon as he landed, he fell into the sand, and he pushed left and right to place the ground flat, and jumped to the top of the cabinet with his feet.

The distance between the two cabinets is about the width of a balcony, and the clothes poles removed from the balcony are placed on the top shelves of the cabinets, and the sheets are laid on top of each other to wrap a shady hut.

The ecological fish tank was naturally the first to enter the house, and the elves were then driven in. Shao Daochang finally put a reflective space blanket on the top, and he also got into the curtain, looking at the qiē he made with satisfaction.

There's still a coffee table, a table of fresh food, and everything!

He drank a few sips of water, threw a handkerchief in the small fish tank to wipe his face, and said to the two people in the house: "There is no firewood at home, so I can only cook with solid alcohol, is it okay to eat hot pot?" Do you eat meat? If you don't eat it, I'll just cook you a vegetarian dumpling. ”

Qingjin also stood up, clapped his hands and said, "Let me help you, although I don't eat meat, I also know what to do in the kitchen." ”

Forget it, they eat meat, customers eat vegetables, it would be very inhumane for him to look at, let alone help slaughter? Shao Zongyan waved his hand lightly and pressed him back to the ground, and the elf couldn't get up no matter how hard he struggled, so he had to sit there honestly and watch.

The scene of cooking with alcohol lamps at sea last time was still imprinted in Yan Hanjiang's mind, and the troublesome energy made him, a person who eats, feel tired when he looks at it. He swung his body at the bottom of the water, slammed it up diagonally, flicked his tail and jumped out of the water, turning into a palm-sized half-human, half-fish demonic state, his arms propped up the wall of the tank and his head came out, and he looked up and called Shao Zongyan: "Don't use solid alcohol anymore, I'll help you light the fire." ”

He had recovered a lot from the injuries he had suffered under the thunderstorm, and although he still had to use as little spiritual power as possible, it was nothing to light a fire.

He looked at the location, flicked his fingertips down, and a Xuanyin True Fire that danced with blue flames fell to the ground, using the aura as fuel, and burned steadily.

Shao Daochang's eyes reflected the blue flame, both happy and proud, as if Yan Hanjiang could make the fire and his credit. It's just that the corners of his mouth are reserved and unwilling to be too high, and he bows his head and says to the customer: "Brother Yan is here, Mr. Customer, you just have to wait with peace of mind." ”

The customer's eyes were completely attracted by the little mermaid, and in a trance, he didn't know if he heard Shao Zongyan's words, and sat there and stretched out his hand to the fish tank from afar, with deep nostalgia and attachment in his voice: "Are you from the small world of hope?" You're a mermaid, aren't you, and you're also the customer service of Yuanyang Canghua online game? ”

Yan Hanjiang said coldly: "No." ”

With a flick of his tail, he plunged back into the water.

Shao Zongyan glanced at the customer with pity and explained: "Brother Yan is a grass carp, not the kind of mermaid you say. He is a member of Zongzheng's small world, and he is also a player of this game, and I received your call for help on the way to other small worlds with him. You don't have to be sad, we'll be able to leave here in four or five days, and then you'll be able to go home." ”

The customer's expression calmed down, and he replied with a smile: "I'm not sad to see you...... When you appeared, I was already bathed in the favor of God, so what reason should I be sad? ”

Shao Daochang saw that his tone was sincere, not like he was depressed, so he put down the matter and took out another ecological fish tank from his bag.

The lid of the fish tank is closed, and without the oxygen supply system, the fish inside will naturally not survive. However, the space in the survival kit has a preservation function, and these fish are always in the freshest state, and when they are taken out of the water, they are still scaly and the eyes are clean and bright, which is fresher than the fish that are slaughtered from the vegetable market and brought home.

Shao Daochang picked a fat Qingjiang fish, threw the ecological fish tank back into the bag, spread a plastic table mat on the ground, put a cutting board, and chopped off the fish head with his hand. The elf shuddered behind him and asked in a low voice, "Isn't this fish and grass carp mermaid one kind?" ”

Shao Daochang kept cutting his abdomen and digging out the gills with his hand, and explained casually: "No, this is a catfish, a catfish, and Brother Yan is not the same order, and the relationship is far away." ”

In a few words, he had chopped off the fins, cleaned the internal organs, and soaked the water from the small water tank. However, this scaleless fish has mucus on its skin, and it needs to be scalded to wash off the mucus before it can be eaten. He put the fish in a basin, set up a shelf and hung an iron pot to boil water, and while the water was not hot, he came out of the hut with a basin of blood and fish entrails.

A wave of heat came from outside the door, and it was like being in an oven.

But the two monsters he called were so big that they couldn't be cleaned up in the house, so they had to come out. But he was not a person who wronged himself, so he chose another place in the shade, set up a small pergola with a bookcase and a mirror stand, and squatted below to slaughter.

Those two monsters were about the same height as adults, with thick and hard skin, one was enough for the three of them, not to mention that there was boiled fish, so they didn't have to make too much. He only picked one loin and cut off the thicker part of the tail—the meat on the tail was live, fragrant, tough and elastic, and it tasted best when stewed. Then peel off the chest and remove the internal organs, remove the cartilage and tail in the joints and stew together, remove the meat and chop the rest, and eat slowly after putting it away.

It's not all the internal organs that they can't eat: they are very particular about eating kidneys when making healthy dishes; The heart is also a crispy and tender place with no evil smell, and it is not bad to stir-fry. The taste of the liver is greasy, but the experts on TV said that it is poisonous and cannot be eaten more, and the remaining lungs, stomach, and intestines are not easy to wash, so they are thrown away with the pot of fish viscera.

He washed his hands, put away the furniture, and returned to the hut with the meat he had packed.

After going back, the water happened to be boiling, Shao Daochang first scalded the fish skin, scraped off the mucus and washed it, and took a kitchen knife to remove the large spines and thin slices into fish fillets. Then he began chopping lizard's tailbone, slicing heart, and kidney slices, and the smell of blood in the hut grew stronger, and the sound of flesh cutting was so rich that one could imagine what was happening on the cutting board just by listening to it.

The elf, who is naturally peace-loving and does not hurt any animals, hates to hide outside, but is afraid of hurting the heart of the lifeguard, so he sits in the house with the sound.

After a long time, the sound finally stopped. The elf breathed a sigh of relief, and it didn't take long for a choking spicy smell to come out of the pot, which stimulated him to cough.

Shao Zongyan also coughed twice, immediately opened the curtains on both sides for ventilation, and turned around and instructed the elf: "You can use a wet cloth to plug your nose for a while, and it will be good when it is fried." ”

Isn't it spicy when it's fried?

The elf has a light taste, and he is neither used to this ingredient nor this taste, but he can't do it to eat and drink people and let people accommodate his taste, so he only sits silently with his face covered with a sheet.

But after sitting for a while, he felt that something was wrong.

The spicy smell wafting in the air had not completely dissipated, but a strong fragrance penetrated through the sheets. It was a smell he had never smelled before, full of the smell of meat that he was not interested in, mixed with the spicy taste that had just choked him, but strangely, as the aroma continued to inhale into his nose, he unconsciously secreted a lot of saliva in his mouth, and his stomach felt a sense of emptiness and gurgling.

He was hungry.

No, it should be said that it is gluttonous.

Qingjin swallowed and involuntarily stretched his neck to look at the pot. The pot was boiling with reddish seasoning, and as soon as the fish fillets went in, they turned white when they were scalded by the hot water, and floated to the surface of the water with curls.

There is also a pot of scalded bean sprouts and bean skin next to it, and after the water in the pot is boiling, Shao Zongyan poured the spicy fish soup into it, spread peppercorns and chili peppers on it, and finally sat down with a small spoonful of bright oil and poured it.

With the sound of oil, the aroma of boiled fish was completely stimulated, and the smoke was squeezed so that there was nowhere to escape, and the whole hut was filled with a mouth-watering smell.

After the boiled fish was served, Shao Zongyan didn't even brush the pot, poured some oil, and after heating it, put the remaining spicy seasoning and stir-fried. Obviously it was still so choking, but the elf smelled the fragrance that he hadn't felt before, and couldn't help but open his eyes to see what he was doing.

Seeing it like this, his eyes were fixed on Shao Zongyan and he couldn't take his eyes off. This kind of stir-fried dish is extremely skillful, Shao Zongyan stir-fried the garlic slices and spices, poured the pulping heart slices and kidney slices into the pot, took a spoon and slashed it, and fried it slightly, and then there was the magical technology that the elf had never seen in two small worlds, and he had never even thought of it-

The iron pot weighing six or seven catties turned up and down in his hand, and the vegetables in the pot were thrown high into the air, drawing a backward parabola and falling back into the pot. The pot seemed to be swaying back and forth in a human's hand, as if it were drawing some pattern in the air. The blue flame on the ground also had the same idea as he could, and every time he needed it, it would burst into a brighter flame.

This amazing performance ended quickly, Shao Zongyan stopped flipping the spoon, poured the chopped green garlic seedlings into the pan, and poured a spoonful of oil, and the dish was also served on the table.

After stir-frying the offal, he brushed the pot clean, stir-fried the noodle sauce and yellow sauce, and made a sweet sauce with shredded meat. The flame flickered under the pot, and beside it there was another small blue flame with a pot on top of it, simmering the lizard's tail and crescent bone. This strange beast meat tastes similar to beef when eaten raw, and he plans to simmer it for the afternoon and eat it again in the evening.

Chef Shao peeled a plate of lettuce wrapped in sauce and fried shredded pork, thinking that the elf didn't eat meat, so he mixed a cucumber peel for him and baked a golden potato cake.

After doing this, the amount of dishes is about the same. Shao Zongyan wanted to beckon the two of them to eat, but compared to the fragrant fish and meat on the table, the two vegetarian dishes were so pitiful that he couldn't stand it anymore. He glanced at the elf who was obviously swallowing saliva, took out a frying pan and two packets of vegetarian and three fresh dumplings from his bag, fried them in the same way as a fried bun, and poured a bowl of water starch into the pot, frying a piece of crispy and thin bottom like a snowflake.

When the fried dumplings came out of the pot, Yan Hanjiang was already lying on the edge of the tank, reaching out for him to hug him. Shao Zongyan put down the plate of fried dumplings, supported him to sit on the table, and let him sit on the small sofa and eat against the plate. Elf Qingjin also took the initiative to sit at the table, looking at the fried dumplings in his hand shyly and expectantly, but he didn't know how to deal with the pair of chopsticks, and asked him for a knife and fork.

When Yan Hanjiang lived by himself, he almost ate boiled fish, and Shao Daochang used chopsticks after entering his house, and he really didn't know where the knife and fork were for a while. He came up with a compromise idea, and took the pair of chopsticks in front of the elf to hold the cucumber for him, and wrapped it in lettuce leaves for him to eat.

As for the fried dumplings and potato cakes, he cut them all separately, and he was willing to do it, and if he didn't want to, he would poke them with chopsticks and eat them.

The elf immediately skewered a piece of dumplings, and took a bite of the potato cake left and right, and couldn't stop at all. The dough on the outside of the fried dumplings is crispy on the outside and soft on the inside, the filling is salty and fragrant, wrapped in sweet and soft bean sprouts, crispy fungus, and soft gluten, and the taste is so rich that the feeling is different every time you chew it; The hash browns are also different from the French fries popular in Hope Small World, which obviously have the kind of fried crispy, but they have very little oil and are dry and delicious.

He unconsciously swept half of the plate of fried dumplings, and when he wanted to eat them again, he found that there were no more. And Shao Zongyan was busy popping the loin for the little mermaid roll, and there were only three lonely dumplings on the plate in front of the mermaid, and the rest were all eaten by him.

He was a little embarrassed, and the chopsticks that reached for the edge of the plate circled around and turned to pat the cucumber. Shao Zongyan swept this action out of the corner of his eyes, and really felt that he couldn't eat enough, so after getting the vegetable rolls for Yan Hanjiang, he fished out some bean sprouts and tofu skin from the boiled fish, wrapped them in lettuce and handed them to him: "Although these are boiled with fish, they are indeed vegetarian dishes, you don't mind you can taste them." If you don't have enough to eat, I'll go stir-fry a dish, don't be wronged by yourself, we have to rush to the night at night, and if you eat less, you won't be able to eat enough. ”

This bowl of boiled fish has been hungry for the elf for a long time, and he sat for a long time and struggled with his thoughts, and finally lost his appetite, and took a bite of it.

The spicy spice that had seduced him for a long time burst into his mouth, more exciting than he imagined, but also more irresistible, he barely chewed a few bites, and these spicy and crispy vegetables all entered his stomach. Seeing this, Shao Zongyan put down the chopsticks and rolled another one for him, the elf was embarrassed to let the family cry hungry and greet him, so he picked up the chopsticks and picked them up in his appearance, and learned to use chopsticks without a teacher.

However, his skills are not very good, and there are not many bean sprouts on it, but he mistakenly sandwiched a few chopsticks of fish meat, and he ate it without paying attention.

As soon as the fresh and soft fish fillet was in his mouth, the elf immediately sensed that something was wrong. It's too soft and smooth, it will break when you take a sip of the tip of your tongue, and there is a fresh fragrance that does not belong to the seasoning, this texture is not bean sprouts and bean skin, is this taste of fish......

In the past, when he had dinner with foreign friends, he had never realized how delicious their fried or grilled fish could be, but was it like this?

Or maybe the fish species are different, and the food of this grass carp mermaid is more delicious than that of the small world?

Before the elf knew it, he had finished eating a vegetable roll, and another roll wrapped in fresh lettuce was handed to him. He subconsciously took it, and when he raised his eyes, he saw Shao Zongyan's concerned eyes: "I see that you don't know how to use chopsticks, so I will help you roll it, you don't eat meat, right?" I picked up all the minced meat and the five meat seasonings. ”

The elves were a little ashamed and explained in a low voice: "We elves don't eat meat because we are the favorites of the god of life, and all animals are our friends, and we can't eat the meat of our friends." But this ...... We don't want to eat the food made by our friends, and we don't like the ingredients that don't fit our habits......"

Shao Daochang turned his head slightly away from him, and comforted him softly: "I used to be a Taoist priest, and when I was on the mountain, I also read scriptures and didn't eat meat, but after going down the mountain, I encountered a lot of dangers, sometimes I only had meat, and if I didn't eat it, I would starve to death, so I ate it." It's good to act according to your own heart, and don't cling to such trivial things. ”

Yes, how can there be so many vegetables in this desert, the people who save him can only eat the prey, save the vegetables for him to eat, if he has to eat vegetarian food, won't he cause trouble to others?

Moreover, their elves are only benevolent by nature, and do not eat animal friends who can communicate with their hearts, and they are not warned by God not to eat meat. Not to mention the fish, which had died when he did it, the two owl lizards were not his friends, but would hunt for their enemies, and it would be nothing to eat.

The hot stir-fry was tempted in front of him, and the freshly boiled broth was swaying the aroma on the fire, and the elf from another world finally couldn't resist it, and stretched out his chopsticks to grab a piece of shredded meat.

The battered shredded meat was very tender, and the outside was wrapped in a layer of sweet sauce, which was somewhat similar to his favorite fruit. He couldn't help but taste another, and another...... Then I stretched my chopsticks to the waist flowers, which looked like blooming hydrangeas, and the crisp and tender slices of hearts.

These ingredients, which made him disgusting at a glance, actually tasted like this, completely different from those large pieces of meat with a dry and charred skin and bloodshot inside. What kind of world does his customer service come from, and the people in their world are like Mr. Shen in "Journey to the Heavens and Worlds", can they make anything they catch into a delicacy that meat eaters love?

He thought about the unknown world, which he had made up his mind not to contact with before he met Shao Zongyan, and if the chopsticks in his hand were helped, he didn't have to look at them, and every time he could hold a piece of shredded meat or internal organs, and put it in his mouth smoothly.

This meal showed his perception of life, and by the time the stewed tailbone was served in the evening, the elf could already face it calmly, and there was no need for Shao Zongyan to make him a vegetarian dish.

It's not enough to just eat meat, Shao Daochang steamed rice, mixed a bowl of vegetarian assortment, and made a seaweed egg drop soup. The steamed rice of the new rice was eaten with the fragrant lizard tail and crispy bones stewed softly, and then a bowl of egg soup with a lot of pepper was drunk, and both humans and elves sweated.

At this time, the sun outside also set, and the weather dropped sharply by dozens of degrees, and the warm meat provided them with plenty of body and heat. Shao Daochang simply cleaned up the table and chairs, went over to hold Yan Hanjiang's hand, let him turn into a small grass carp in his arms, picked it up and put it in the small fish tank, and tied it firmly to his chest.

The elf also put on the thin down jacket, and also put a sheet on his body, and watched Shao Zongyan dismantle the shack and walk towards him from a distance, so he grabbed the sheet and said firmly: "I'll come by myself, really, the speed of our elves is also very fast." ”

"That's good," Shao Daochang nodded with a smile, took his hand and put it on his body, and said in his small struggle: "We have left too many traces of living here, and we can't leave any more footprints." I'll take you around for a while, and then I'll let you go when you're almost at a place where the trackers will give up. ”

The elves were honest all at once. He was indeed as light as a swallow when he hoped for a small world, and he left almost no trace when he walked on the snow, but the gravitational pull of this world was too great, and his body was not as flexible as before, so there was no guarantee that he would leave no footprints for people to follow.

And Shao Zongyan ...... at his feet He lowered his head and looked at it, and the word "miracle" came to mind again. Isn't it a testament to God's grace that they are human, but they are lighter than their elves, and they do not leave any traces in this sandy field without the aid of magic?

He didn't know that there was such a group of people in this heaven and ten thousand worlds, who were constantly optimizing their bodies and mastering their strength through their own cultivation, and finally became immortal and true to the Dao, without the need for anyone's gift.

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A few days later, a team of white-robed knights on raptor-like mounts galloped from the depths of the desert to where they had lived.

As long as there is no wind blowing, the traces left in the desert from months ago are still as if they were just left. The knights came down to inspect the bones, onions, garlic, and boiled fish seasonings that Shao Zongyan had thrown away. Their mounts also came up, and in the midst of the shouts and rebukes of their masters, they picked out the leftover fish and side dishes from the dried food, and insisted on eating them even if they snorted.

The knight at the head dipped his fingertips in a little red and bright chili oil, sniffed it, and sighed: "I really don't know what they eat, even I want to taste it." ”

But now is not the time to sigh at the aroma of food, the lords around them are on the verge of rage at any time, and if they can't find the priest quickly, their fate will definitely be worse than that of the waste in the Black Stone Prison.

Thinking of the thunderous and furious look when the lord received the summons from the Black Stone Prison and learned that it had been a few days since the priest had run away, but he had not been able to find out in time because the prison guards had deliberately not brought him food, the knight leader couldn't help but shudder slightly. The blood of those people in the Blackstone Prison had not yet dried up, and although they were the most elite guards around the lord, they did not dare to guarantee that the lord would not be angry with them when he was angry.

Thinking of this, he resented Qingjin and the person who rescued him, clapped his hands, and asked someone to bring the owl to hunt the lizard, so that it could come over and remember the smell of the person to be hunted.

Cunning and patient, this animal is extremely good at stalking its prey, and as long as it remembers someone's taste, it can chase it no matter how far away, even if the corpse is white.

But this time, something went wrong with their invincible lizard. It sniffed near the inhabited traces and refused to come closer, and the skin of its neck was open, and it was extremely aggressive, hiding from the sand while opening its huge mouth to bite the hunter who approached him.

The lord's face became more and more ugly, and he snorted coldly, so frightened that the guards hurriedly pounced on it and worked together to restrain it. The person who specially tended to feed the lizard was even more trembling, grabbed the rope around its neck, and lay down on the hot sand and explained: "My lord, this lizard hunting lizard is really fine, it will only go crazy when it smells the smell of its kind, this is their nature. Just now, I took a closer look, and what was left here was indeed the bones of the Owl Lizard, and the priest was probably very hungry and ate the precursor of these deaths. ”

Another guard, who had returned from patrolling in the distance, also spoke for him: "The priest did eat the owl lizard, and there are air-dried entrails and smaller animal entrails on the other side of the dune, which looks like fish ......"

But how can there be fish in the desert? Didn't the lord uncover the priest's trick and let everyone know that he could not summon water without the favor of the gods? Or is it that the person who came to his rescue was a real oracle of God, and that the priest was not without God's favor, but only weaker?

Although they were puzzled, they didn't dare to say anything in front of this murderous lord, and they honestly bowed down.

The lord's cold gaze swept over everyone's heads, and he said proudly: "It doesn't matter who saved him, whether he is favored by God or not. I am the master of this land, the living god of the earth, and I want him to prostrate at my feet, and even the gods of heaven cannot stop him. Slaughter this useless lizard and release the 'Eye of the Wind God' to continue tracking. ”

Hearing the "Eye of the Wind God", everyone shrank in fear, and the knight at the head asked in a low voice, "What if it hurts the priest?" ”

The "Eye of the Wind God" is a desert poisonous bee that has a stronger tracking ability than the owl lizard, and is also more ferocious, and usually rushes after catching up with people, injecting poisonous juice into the human body, turning it into meat juice and eating it cleanly. This kind of bee is the size of a child's fist, and it eats three or four catties of meat every day, and although the chief of the guard has a few with him, no one wants to let them out.

The lord drew his sword and picked up the jaw of the chief of the guard, and laughed wickedly, "What? Reluctant? ”

The chief guard didn't even dare to shake his head, and said in a dumb voice: "No, no, I'm just worried that he will die like this, and I can't kneel in front of you and sincerely confess my sins." ”

The long sword slashed, leaving a bloody hole, and the head of the guard touched his neck and lowered his head deeply, not daring to say anything more. The lord snorted coldly, squinted his eyes into the distance, and sneered: "He won't die, all these animals won't hurt him, and he didn't just rely on deception to get his father to make him a priest." ”

But how could this beautiful and proud man be tamed under him if he had not been branded as a liar, and his wings broken, and his protective halo had been robbed?