Chapter 773
"That's really...... That's great! Xiong Fuji took a big sip of wine, wiped his lips with his backhand, and the wooden cup fell heavily on the table, "No one mentioned that there was such a wonderful banquet waiting for us when we set offβwho objected to this commission in the first place?" β
In accordance with the regulations, the Far Hunt released the letter bird in advance and delivered the landing request to Xuelin Village, never expecting that it would be such a scene to greet him and the others. Before it got dark, the open space in the center of the mountain village was prepared early for the banquet. When everyone stepped into the village under the leadership of Magnini, it was completely filled with villagers who had rushed to hear the news.
The afterglow of the fireworks has not yet dissipated, and the festival has begun eagerly under the urging of the villagers. As far as the eye can see, the men are working together to scald off the fur of a mushroom pig and stuff the mountain fruits into the boar's belly, while the women are busy on the side stove. Smoke mixed with various scents slowly spread across the square, and steaming plates were served by the children, seemingly never-ending.
The Far Hunt landed on the landing pad on the mountainside, quietly watching the lively Snow Forest Village right now. Even though the small mountain village didn't need to pay too much attention to the safety of the hunting boat, Sha Minghai still left the necessary guards, planning to find someone to change the shift in the middle of the banquet.
With the three returnees from the Snow Forest Village, plus dozens of fellow outsiders, a festival of this scale is rare in the history of the mountain village. In addition, early autumn is the time when fruits and vegetables are first ripe and wild things are fattening, and the villagers who have been quiet and lively for a long time are even more enthusiastic, so tonight's dishes and wine equipment are particularly rich.
"You guys, restrain yourself......" The little head reached out to cover the pikeman's glass, trying not to let his words be drowned out by the cacophony of the sky, "Don't forget, we're still in the process of commissioning!" β
"What does it matter? According to the regulations, the commission will officially start tomorrow, right? Xiao Yang's cheeks bulged high, and he munched on the soft pastry as he said indistinctly, "We've been eating dry food on the hunting ship for several days, so we should treat ourselves before the battle beginsβhunter glory is on top, what is this cake made of......"
"Captain, you might as well look around. I don't think they'll stop until they're happy. Jia Xiao's gaze swept around. In the distance, by the campfire, someone is waving a large brush in front of the grill, brushing layers of honey oil on the shiitake pig. The boar's skin had been roasted to an attractive red, and the oil dripped into the flames, creating flames on the ground.
"Please, I guess you can't bear to spoil everyone's happiness at this time, right?" The epee hunter folded his hands and pleaded for his companions.
"Alright," said a new round of dishes, the whole game glistening in the flames. Seeing the delicacies that made people appetizing, Qin Shuiyu also relaxed his defense: "But drink less wine, I won't show mercy to my subordinates in the commission report." β
"You have come from afar, you don't need to be so restrained." As soon as the huntress finished speaking, the voice of the village chief Magnini sounded behind her. The dragon man put his hands behind his back and said with a smile: "This is a special fruit wine from Xuelin Village, the degree is not high, and it is good to use it as a juice." The wine won't be left until tomorrow morning, so you can enjoy it to your heart's content. β
Hearing this, Xiao Yang and Xiong were pardoned, the two wooden cups touched in front of them, raised their heads, moved their Adam's apple a few times, and drank a whole glass of sweet wine.
"Speaking of which, Xuelin Village hasn't received visitors for a long time." Seeing that the friends who sealed the dust were very satisfied with the food and drink in the village, McGonagall's face was full of smiles, "Mountain food and wild food, poor hospitality, I hope you will forgive me." β
The village chief's dragon identity Feng Dust had already mentioned before he landed, and Magnini's appearance was similar to that of Master Tresor, and he was probably also the grandparents and even great-grandparents of a group of young people. Qin Shuiyu bowed down in fear: "Where is it, I'm still worried that it will make everyone too expensive......" She greeted each other while secretly noting in her heart that when she left, she would at least leave some money and things to compensate for the consumption of the village banquet.
Xiong Fuji's eyes searched around, and the boatmen of the Sand Scorpion team were drinking with the young people in the village. Sha Minghai stood on the table, half-open hunting suit and fist slashing. Sha Rumo was surrounded by several girls in the middle, and she didn't know how to parry, but she didn't see the three main masters of the festival in the field: "What about them?" I haven't seen the three of them since the fireworks ended. β
"The experience of returning home for the first time is always the hardest." McGonagall sighed, "Those kids haven't been with their loved ones for a long time, and if there's nothing particularly important, let them stay with their families a little longer." β
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"Brother Lu Xiu! Can you show me your weapon? β
"Big brother! What's on your belt? β
Surrounded by a group of children, Xiaolong felt the embarrassment of Hader at the beginning. The little ghosts are never easy, and they are not light or heavy, and after a while, there are several dirty handprints on Lu Xiu's chest armor, and a large puddle of cake crumbs are stuck around his waist. Even if the Specially Selected Hunter has the power of a dragon and can fight the powerful monster head-on without falling behind, he can only be embarrassed when facing the younger generation in the village: "Hey! Don't pinch it! That's my Hunter's Badge...... Put the flashbang back! You can't just play with this......"
"Brother Lu Xiu, what kind of monsters have you ever beaten?"
"What do the monsters on the south side of the snowy mountains look like? Is it as big as a snow leopard in a blue pine forest? β
"Uncle Harder said that he had been to the snow-capped mountains in the south, and you have been there too, right? Is there really a snowy mountain like the Great Snow Mountain in the south? Amid the chirping, an older child stepped up to the front, his face still flushed, and asked eagerly.
Lu Xian coped with the endless inquiries of the village children, but suddenly heard Hader's name. His face sank, and he snatched the flashbang from the child next to him, and with a slight force of his hands, he pushed the child in front of him two steps away. Sensing that the little dragonman's expression was different, the children stopped making noise with interest, but they still stared at Lu Xiu's answer curiously.
"Hey!" A hand was on the shoulder of the specially selected hunter, and it was Lu Yingying who leaned over from Lu Xiu's back. The scrivener winked at Lu Xiu, turned her head and smiled sweetly at the children: "Come to my sister's-"
The girl pulled out a coin-sized piece of bronze metal from her book bag and shook it in front of the children's eyes. The stripes on the armor are zigzag vertically and horizontally, and the traces of forging are obvious: "This is what Brother Lu Xiu found from the ruins, and it is full of ancient technology!" β
The little scribe placed the fragment on the stone burning lamp beside him, and the metal lines immediately flashed with a beautiful fluorescent.
"Whew...... Finally saved. Seeing the group of teenagers who had gone away, Lu Xiu finally breathed a sigh of relief, and said gratefully to the little scholar, "Thank you...... But doesn't it really matter if you give the ancient fragments to the children? β
"Don't worry, these are waste pieces with no research value, and I originally planned to pick them up on the Emerald Tower for collection."
"This kind of festival should be carried out to the whole continent early......" Xiao Mei Ke leaned on the hill of cakes, rubbing her swollen belly, and muttered lazily.
"Of course not!" Lu Yingying held her chin and tasted a piece of dried meat handed over by Lu Xiu in a small bite, "The transportation north of the Snow Mountain is inconvenient, and the return of hunters to their hometowns is a big deal for the entire village, so there is a custom of returning to sacrifice." The flights between Locklac and Golden Feather City are continuous, and it only takes a few days to go back and forth, and if they have a big feast every time, Golden Feather City will be eaten poor one day sooner or later. β
"I'm just talking," the little guy grabbed a cyan wild fruit and took a big bite with a click, "I used to commission near Golden Feather City, and I have seen many villages around the town, but I have never seen such a simple village style. Oh...... These good natives......"
Melalu said as she reached out and touched the dishes around her. The supplies and hunting equipment in the orc's backpack had been emptied at some point, and in an instant, it was actually filled with more than half a bag of various dishes, and he didn't know it, and he still tried hard to stuff something into the bag.
"Meco!" Luciu sighed helplessly, and picked up Meralu's shoulder strap with him, "This is my home, not a place to steal for you." β
"Hey...... Get used to it. The little orc stuck out his tongue, "Isn't it wasted if you move out so many dishes in one go, if no one eats them?" I'm just doing them a favor. β
"If you are looked at by everyone in the village, be careful to disgrace your master." The Moralu clan has a very different moral outlook from humans, and the time spent in the Little Hunting Group has not allowed him to change. The dragon man knew that the lesson was fruitless, so he had to press Mei Ke on the seat, "What about the others? β
Surrounded by a group of children, Xiaolong felt the embarrassment of Hader at the beginning. The little ghosts are never easy, and they are not light or heavy, and after a while, there are several dirty handprints on Lu Xiu's chest armor, and a large puddle of cake crumbs are stuck around his waist. Even if the Specially Selected Hunter has the power of a dragon and can fight the powerful monster head-on without falling behind, he can only be embarrassed when facing the younger generation in the village: "Hey! Don't pinch it! That's my Hunter's Badge...... Put the flashbang back! You can't just play with this......"
"Brother Lu Xiu, what kind of monsters have you ever beaten?"
"What do the monsters on the south side of the snowy mountains look like? Is it as big as a snow leopard in a blue pine forest? β
"Uncle Harder said that he had been to the snow-capped mountains in the south, and you have been there too, right? Is there really a snowy mountain like the Great Snow Mountain in the south? Amid the chirping, an older child stepped up to the front, his face still flushed, and asked eagerly.
Lu Xian coped with the endless inquiries of the village children, but suddenly heard Hader's name. His face sank, and he snatched the flashbang from the child next to him, and with a slight force of his hands, he pushed the child in front of him two steps away. Sensing that the little dragonman's expression was different, the children stopped making noise with interest, but they still stared at Lu Xiu's answer curiously.
"Hey!" A hand was on the shoulder of the specially selected hunter, and it was Lu Yingying who leaned over from Lu Xiu's back. The scrivener winked at Lu Xiu, turned her head and smiled sweetly at the children: "Come to my sister's-"
The girl pulled out a coin-sized piece of bronze metal from her book bag and shook it in front of the children's eyes. The stripes on the armor are zigzag vertically and horizontally, and the traces of forging are obvious: "This is what Brother Lu Xiu found from the ruins, and it is full of ancient technology!" β
The little scribe placed the fragment on the stone burning lamp beside him, and the metal lines immediately flashed with a beautiful fluorescent.
"Whew...... Finally saved. Seeing the group of teenagers who had gone away, Lu Xiu finally breathed a sigh of relief, and said gratefully to the little scholar, "Thank you...... But doesn't it really matter if you give the ancient fragments to the children? β
"Don't worry, these are waste pieces with no research value, and I originally planned to pick them up on the Emerald Tower for collection."
"This kind of festival should be carried out to the whole continent early......" Xiao Mei Ke leaned on the hill of cakes, rubbing her swollen belly, and muttered lazily.
"Of course not!" Lu Yingying held her chin and tasted a piece of dried meat handed over by Lu Xiu in a small bite, "The transportation north of the Snow Mountain is inconvenient, and the return of hunters to their hometowns is a big deal for the entire village, so there is a custom of returning to sacrifice." The flights between Locklac and Golden Feather City are continuous, and it only takes a few days to go back and forth, and if they have a big feast every time, Golden Feather City will be eaten poor one day sooner or later. β
"I'm just talking," the little guy grabbed a cyan wild fruit and took a big bite with a click, "I used to commission near Golden Feather City, and I have seen many villages around the town, but I have never seen such a simple village style. Oh...... These good natives......"
Melalu said as she reached out and touched the dishes around her. The supplies and hunting equipment in the orc's backpack had been emptied at some point, and in an instant, it was actually filled with more than half a bag of various dishes, and he didn't know it, and he still tried hard to stuff something into the bag.
"Meco!" Luciu sighed helplessly, and picked up Meralu's shoulder strap with him, "This is my home, not a place to steal for you." β
"Hey...... Get used to it. The little orc stuck out his tongue, "Isn't it wasted if you move out so many dishes in one go, if no one eats them?" I'm just doing them a favor. β
"If you are looked at by everyone in the village, be careful to disgrace your master." The Moralu clan has a very different moral outlook from humans, and the time spent in the Little Hunting Group has not allowed him to change. The dragon man knew that the lesson was fruitless, so he had to press Mei Ke on the seat, "What about the others? β