225 The old woman who cooks the soup
Turning a mountain col, the road in the mountain forest is no longer obvious, so it can be said that there is no road.
For a long time, there were no woodcutters and mountain people collecting medicine around.
The mountains and forests are so quiet that only insects and birds chirp.
Fu Ning said: "There is no road ahead, let's not go again." ”
Hu Jingyun suddenly said: "It's so fragrant!" Alas, there is a road over there! There's a road under that big tree over there! ”
Everyone followed the prestige, and sure enough, they saw a big tree not far away, behind the bushes, and a winding path under the tree stretched into the depths of the mountain forest.
Following the scent, Hu Jingyun took the lead in pulling away from the bushes and running towards the path.
Fu Ning hurriedly said: "Slow! This place has gone deep into the Manwu Mountain, sparsely populated, even if there is a road, it is also barren grass and shrubs, not very obvious, but there is a clear path suddenly appearing, too weird! ”
But Hu Jingyun had already run under the tree and stepped on the path.
Fu Ning still wanted to call her back quickly, but when she lowered her head, she found that there were still some weeds under her feet, and it was also a clean path, connecting the path under Hu Jingyun's feet.
Qiu Shuisheng held the kitchen knife in his arms, ready to kill the Quartet, and let him be a ghost, a mountain spirit, and a fox monster.
Zhao Shuang smiled: "It is estimated that it has touched the illusion of the fox fairy, let's go, if you come, you will be safe." After saying that, he walked under the big tree first.
It was a big tree hugged by five or six people, and there were some small red fruits hanging on the tree. Zhao Shuang looked at it for a while, but he didn't tell what kind of tree it was.
Hu Jingyun said: "It's strange, I smelled the fragrance just now, and it was clearly floating from here, but when I got here, there was no direction." ”
Zhao Shuang walked around to the other side of the tree.
The three apprentices hurried to follow. I love to read
Behind the tree, an old woman sat on a stone bench, holding a spoon in her hand, stirring the soup in a large pot in front of her.
Hu Jingyun suddenly said: "It turns out that the fragrance is wafting out of this pot." Hey, old woman, what are you boiling? So fragrant! ”
The old woman raised her head and said with a smile: "Girl take a closer look." ”
Hu Jingyun looked through the swirling mist into the cauldron.
The spoon flipped between the soups, and a large piece floated up, Hu Jingyun looked at it indifferently at first, but when he looked at the big piece, he was so frightened that he screamed directly: "Hand! Manpower! ”
Qiu Shuisheng took out the kitchen knife and pointed it at the old woman, and Fu Ning's eyes were fixed on the ups and downs of the people in the pot.
In the face of the kitchen knife, the old woman was not afraid at all, her hand continued to stir, and a round human head floated up, and one foot floated out of the noodle soup......
The old woman raised her head and looked at the four of them with a smile: "It's almost ripe, do you want to taste the old woman's craftsmanship?" ”
Qiu Shuisheng shook the kitchen knife and was about to cut the old woman.
Zhao Shuang held down the kitchen knife and smiled at the old woman: "The ingredients are good ingredients, but it's a pity that your craftsmanship is too bad and you don't cook it well, but the meat is only half-cooked, you listen to me, I promise to let you cook a good pot of soup." ”
The three apprentices were shocked when they heard this, this is human flesh, is it possible that the master is so greedy that he doesn't even let go of human flesh?
The old woman smiled and said, "You girl is a little interesting, you say, how should I cook it?" ”
Zhao Shuang looked around, pointed to a stone not far away, and said, "You put that stone into the pot." ”
The old woman looked at the stone, then at Zhao Shuang, didn't speak, leaned over, went to pick up the stone, and threw it into the pot.
Zhao Shuang said again: "You scrape off the bark of this big tree and put it in the pot." ”