When I opened my eyes, I was stunned by the sudden light that came into view. The curtains were open, and www.biquge.info the sky was bright. My face was pressed against something soft, and if I looked closely, it was the quilt of the plain cotton quilt I usually covered.

There was a buzzing sound in my ears, and the sound of gurgling blisters.

I couldn't help but be stunned for a while - where was I? What's wrong with me?

After waking up for a while, I realized that I was sleeping in my dormitory room in the bar, and I didn't lie down properly, I didn't even take off my shoes, so I fell asleep on the quilt and hugged the quilt.

I had boiled the water in an electric kettle before I fell, and now, listening to the sound of gurgling water and the gentle whistle, it was the rhythm of the water in the kettle just boiling.

So, I fell asleep for less than five minutes, right?

Just now, have you been dreaming? Why does it feel like a long, long time has passed in the dream?

I sat up and felt a sore back due to the poor posture of the curled up. It's a magical feeling, and I can't help but think of the phrase "a dream". When the scholar woke up from the dream of his life, the small rice on the stove was not yet cooked.

How could I have such a dream? Everything in the dream is so real that I can't even tell which ones are dreams and which ones are reality.

What I saw in my dream was really what the god of war white dragon looked like when he was incarnated as a human?

Between Bailong and Liqing, was there a special relationship?

I got out of bed and moved my hands and feet. I only slept for a few minutes, and it stands to reason that it was no different from not sleeping at all. Normally, when I go to bed after work, I always wake up after 12 o'clock in the afternoon, and now the clock still points to 6 o'clock in the morning, but I am completely sleepy.

Is it because of the special day of "Xiaoman", so my perception has become extraordinarily sharp?

I let out a long breath, stretched wide, walked to the bathroom, turned on the faucet, and began to wash my face with cool water.

I can't sleep, so I don't want to force it. I decided not to sleep and went to the market to buy groceries.

The big morning market on the street can always meet the various needs of people, even if it has just begun to resume business, and there are not many people selling vegetables, I am still lucky to find the target of today's shopping - bitter vegetables.

In the suburbs now, it is the time when bitter herbs grow most vigorously, and you can get a handful of them at your fingertips. If it wasn't a little far from the suburbs, I would have picked it myself. However, the bitter herbs in the market are also freshly picked, with crystal dew and extremely tender.

Bitter herb is not a delicious dish, but its health care function is remarkable, especially the wild bitter herb in this season, which is a good product for clearing heat and detoxifying, invigorating blood and dissolving stasis. I deliberately bought more, thinking that today I will make a small wild vegetable tofu that is suitable for the occasion, and the remaining bitter vegetables can be dried with roots, soaked in water and drunk at any time, and the function of removing fire will be quite significant.

It didn't take long to buy groceries, but I was a little late when I got back to the bar because there was a fight on the way back.

On the way, when I took a shortcut through the alley, I saw a demon.

It's a mid-level, weasel demon who crawls on the roof of a certain house, and is using psychedelic magic to seduce the people of that family to hang themselves.

This scene is so similar to what I heard in folklore. It seems that the so-called "Huang Daxian Er" sometimes really kills people.

This time, I didn't hesitate at all, I directly summoned the bow and arrow, and simply pierced the heart with an arrow to the "big fairy".

"Let's eat!" I whispered to the One in my body.

These days, hunting demons and monsters has become a daily routine for me, and this kind of murderous demon is my preferred hunting target. I had to do this, only then could I get that unfathomable creature inside me back to strength as soon as possible.

The silvery-white smoky spirit of the slain demon was extracted in wisps, merged into my body, and swallowed by the mysterious power.

That long dream just now had been affecting me, and even at this moment, when my hands were once again stained with demon blood, I didn't have any panic, but fell into thought. Suddenly, I felt that at this moment, I seemed to have the same idea as Liqing in my dream - when I have something in my heart that I want to protect, I should go all out, give everything I have, and do it to the extreme, without the so-called moderation and compromise. When I heard that Liqing was in danger, I wanted to protect her, no matter how small my strength was. In order to achieve this wish, no matter how hard you try, you can.

I never thought that I could be like this, bend my bow and arrows, kill a demon, and then go into the kitchen as if nothing happened, wash my hands and make soup.

I happened to be delayed a little halfway, so the soybeans soaked before leaving had already become soft. Drain the soaked soybeans and crush them in a food processor.

Pick the fresh bitter herbs and wash them, blanch them slightly with boiling water to remove some of the bitterness. Take out the bitter herbs and chop them, put an appropriate amount of cold water in another pot, put the bitter herbs in one pot first, and then turn on the fire.

Then put the beaten chopped soybeans in, boil over high heat, and then simmer slowly until the soup is thick, the color of the dish becomes darker, and the bean fragrance overflows. Season with salt and serve in a pot.

Bitter vegetable tofu is a kind of coarse tea and light rice that is often eaten in difficult life, and now it is often classified into the category of "remembering bitter and sweet". However, it is actually very nutritious, and as long as you don't take it every day to satisfy your hunger, its taste is still quite good.

I did this because I was inspired by that dream. In that dream, the white-clothed god of war held a bunch of ordinary bitter herbs in his hand, which somehow made people particularly impressive.

It doesn't seem to be that high, and it's not far from humans.

This bitter vegetable tofu was unexpectedly extremely despised by Lixia, and he even just sniffed it from afar, and then turned his head away with a disgusted expression. Fortunately, I also took into account his preferences, and I also made fish and meat dishes when cooking.

Liqing sat on Erlang's feet at the bar in the distance, holding a pencil in her hand, she didn't know what to mark on the paper, and she had a glass of wine in her hand.

She sometimes sits there to eat, which is more convenient for being alone in a daze. I used the food box to fill all kinds of dishes, and brought a bowl of small tofu to her.

"Hmm, what is this? Bitter herbs? Li Qing recognized it after a little look, but judging from her expression, she was obviously not interested in this kind of thing.

"This is what our ancestors have desperately passed down, and today according to custom, we want to eat a little." I unconsciously brought out the words of the white dragon in my dream.

Liqing was stunned for a moment, and her attention was not on the piece of paper in her hand, but on me.

For the first time, there was a hint of confusion in her eyes.

I said, "Sister Liqing, eat quickly, can you borrow the pencil in your hand?" ”

Actually, as I spoke, I reached out and gently pulled the pencil out of her fingers.

"Hmm......"

Liqing seemed to want to say something, but she didn't say anything in the end, and only waved her hand at me.

I turned and went out the door, pretending to remember something, but I made a detour back to my dorm, hid my pencil in the "collectibles" in my drawer, and let out a long breath.

In the drawer, lying the teacup I took at the beginning of spring, the hairpin I took at the beginning of summer, plus a series of things such as lighters and daggers that I carried with me, always made me feel like a little thief.

What's the use of all this? Every solar term is this thing, it's really hard! (To be continued.) )