When it was dark, everyone rushed to the outside of the mountain.

There was no sunny day today, and light gray dark clouds floated along the way, but in the evening, a faint red glow appeared on the horizon.

The sunset burned the distant sky a faint red, and under the dim red light, the majestic black mountains stretched into the distant night.

A few black birds flew from the distant sky, circled in the sky a few times, and burrowed into the black mountain forest below, and the sound of birds spread far away in the twilight.

Between the long and narrow mountain roads, the black shadows of seven or eight horsemen approached quickly, and the sound of horses' hooves constantly echoed in the mountain forest.

The man in black and the old man took the lead, while the rest of the others followed closely behind, and the horses' hooves ran by, raising a cloud of dust.

The mountain roads were rough, and a few healthy horses were panting, foaming at the mouth.

Lao Hei is a military horse carefully raised by Ying'an City, and it is no longer a problem to travel thousands of miles a day, this distance is nothing to it.

At this time, it is quite leisurely, and there is still time to turn the horse's head and look at the scenery galloping by at high speed.

Ye Cheng was behind everyone and communicated with Xiaobai in a low voice.

"Is that guy?" Ye Cheng pointed to a figure riding a brown horse in front of him.

Xiaobai stood on Ye Cheng's shoulder, his hind paws clutching his clothes tightly, and his little head couldn't help nodding.

"The man in red only did it to me at his behest, and he tried to kill him afterwards"

Ye Cheng's eyes narrowed slightly, and he whispered to himself

"The internal qi is sparse, I can't see anything special."

The four recruited martial artists are all third-level internal qi, and they want to enter and fall into the depths of the secluded mountain, which is the lowest standard, and this thousand taels is not so easy to take.

Among the four, the black-robed man was the strongest, and he directly lifted the iron lock above his waist, which was the degree of triple perfection according to the evaluation of the outside world.

The black-robed man's name was Wu Shan, about thirty-five or sixteen years old, with a long forsythia knife hanging from his waist, and thick calluses on his hands, which seemed to be no different from ordinary casual cultivators.

"The appearance is ordinary, the cultivation is ordinary, and even the weapon used is the favorite long knife of the scattered cultivation martial artist, it really makes people not be suspicious" Ye Cheng looked at the black-robed man in front of him with deep eyes.

"Is it really that ordinary" Ye Cheng muttered to himself in a low voice, his eyes flashing

Seeing that Ye Cheng was distracted, the little beast rolled his big eyes and slipped into the cloth bag.

Xiao Bai's eyes lit up and wiped the saliva from the corners of his mouth, but before it could move, a big hand grabbed the soft flesh around its neck and lifted it out of his pocket.

"Snacks are shared, no stealing is allowed," Ye Cheng's faint voice came.

The little beast looked depressed, its figure flashed, and slipped to the top of the old black head, the white fur was blown and curled, and the pale red glow dragged out a slender shadow behind it, quite a bit of a lonely life like snow.

The sky was completely dark, and Ye Cheng and the others finally officially entered Luoyou Mountain and found a wasteland in the mountains and forests to camp.

Luoyun Mountain is extremely dangerous at night, not only all kinds of wild beasts are rampant, but also a group of yin spirits and ghosts will also go out to hunt blood food.

It is said to be a wasteland, but it is still in the forest, but the surrounding trees are slightly sparse.

A man with a sword on his back sprinkled a circle of white powder around the camp and wrapped thin gray ropes around the surrounding trees.

In the dark mountain forest, a little fire is flickering.

There was a layer of oil splashing in the clear soup and fresh water in the iron pot, and a few pieces of air-dried bacon rolled up, and the man in black looked at the turbid broth in the bowl, put down his chopsticks, and sighed lightly.

He glanced up around the camp

A camp, but there are several fires, before the iron pot, only the man in black and the old man in black are eating, and the rest of the warriors just look at it coldly and do not come forward.

The black-robed warrior and the big man who wielded the sword were roasting the jerky in front of their respective fires, and the oil flowers were coming out, the two of them were obviously not good at their skills, and there was soon a burning smell in the air, and the two looked at the black bacon in their hands, and their brows were furrowed.

The other two were even more direct, taking out the dough and gnawing on the boiling hot water, just looking at the tangled faces of the two, it was obvious that this meal was a little uncomfortable.

A martial artist who can enter the third layer of internal qi can be called a genius no matter where he is, and which of these martial artists with good potential is not dedicated to martial arts cultivation, and who has the heart to learn to cook and other things.

Doodle

The small pot steamed, the white onions and yellow ginger slices tumbled up, and the sliced air-dried venison leg churned with the boiling water.

There was also a thin piece of iron next to the small pot, and several thumb-thick meat steaks were bubbling with grease and sizzling.

Ye Cheng slightly scalded the white flour cake in a small pot, and after the skin was soft, he quickly picked it up and put it on the iron sheet, and the oil overflowing from the barbecue spread up, and the two sides of the flour quickly turned golden brown.

"And then there are the thirteen incense"

Ye Cheng took out a small white cloth bag, turned the shovel quickly, and the red powder was evenly sprinkled on both sides of the barbecue, and an attractive aroma of barbecue rose.

Squeak squeak

The little white beast jumped up and down around Ye Cheng, staring closely at the golden barbecue on the iron plate, holding a porcelain bowl half the size of his body with his little paws, and looking at Ye Cheng with his eyes.

"Before the heat arrives, you are not allowed to eat it secretly" Ye Cheng turned the barbecue over with his hand, directly ignoring the eager gaze of the little beast.

He poured the red thirteen spice paprika into the small pot, and soon the richer, spicier aroma spread.

The little beast raised its head and sniffed, its eyes lit up, and the figure that was originally next to the tin grill quickly jumped to the edge of the pot, holding the porcelain bowl in his hand, staring at the red and bright soup base that was constantly tumbling in the pot.

"It's so fucking fragrant...... a martial artist couldn't help but say.

Everyone smelled the spicy aroma in the air, and then looked at the bread and burnt barbecue in their hands, and their faces became even more entangled.

"Does this kid think he's on an outing......

The group of warriors looked at the pots and pans placed on the ground beside Ye Cheng, and the corners of their mouths twitched fiercely, but their eyes were aimed at the pot of red soup and golden barbecue on the iron sheet.

Grunt, a clear saliva sounded in unison.

"Good Smell"

The man in black smelled the spicy aroma in the air, looked at the clear soup in his hand, threw down the porcelain bowl and walked towards Ye Cheng decisively.

"What are you doing," the man in black stared at the barbecue

creak

Xiao Bai saw the man in black and immediately ran over, he stood up, holding the porcelain bowl with one paw, and stopped in front of the barbecue.

"Bacon stewed cabbage, secret thirteen-spice barbecue" Ye Cheng cut the pickled cabbage and poured it into the pot.

"Can I eat it, I ...... I can give money."

Han Ling's stomach sounded with a grunt, and his face turned red, but looking at the burnt and fragrant barbecue, he was still a little embarrassed in the end

"No, these are also bought with your money anyway," Ye Chengtou didn't reply

"No, no, no, this money is your commission, how can you ......" he swallowed and looked at the cabbage tumbling in the pot on the side.

Ye Cheng turned his head to look at Han Ling, the firelight made the black-clothed boy's face flushed, and he became more and more delicate and handsome.

Ye Cheng looked at the face of the man in black with a slight smile, and when he felt Han Ling's slightly puzzled gaze, he came back to his senses and coughed lightly

"Then give me all the meat you brought, if you do it, it's a bit of a waste."

Han Ling remembered the broth that Uncle Feng had made before, his face turned red, and he finally nodded

creak

When the little beast heard Ye Cheng's words, he immediately ran to Han Ling, his two hands spread out into a large font, and he stopped between the man in black and the barbecue.

"Mine, it's all mine, don't give the meat to this bug" Xiaobai turned his head to Ye Chengdao

Ye Cheng didn't look at it, and slapped it directly on the top of the little beast's head.

"The fire is about to be extinguished, go and add firewood"

Creak......

The little beast covered his head and walked to the side of the pyre, dragged a branch to the fire, and looked at Ye Cheng with an aggrieved face.

Han Ling looked at the little beast with an angry face, and laughed out loud.

The current appearance of the little beast is harmless to humans and animals, with a tanuki face, snow-white fur all over it, and its own extremely human nature, it is indeed lovely.

When the old man in the hat saw the man in black walking, he wanted to stop him, but seeing the smile on Dao Hanling's face, he didn't know what to think, he sighed lightly, and finally didn't make a sound.

He put down the half-eaten broth in his hand, his eyes flashed, and he walked towards the two.

"The little brother is really a good craft, not only is his martial arts outstanding, but he is also so proficient in this cooking, I don't know if the old man has the luck to try the little brother's skills" Han Feng said with a smile

"What did the old man say, the matter of having more pairs of dishes and chopsticks, the master said that when you go out, you should respect the old and love the young, this is a great good deed," Ye Cheng smiled shyly.

"Kill him, kill him" Xiao Bai heard Ye Cheng's words, and immediately shouted, staring at the gray-robed old man with big eyes.

The old man in black looked at the little beast with white hair and an angry face, and a smile appeared on his face, this little beast really made people feel bad.

"Okay"

Ye Cheng filled two bowls of broth, put the baked golden dough cake into the soup, and handed it to the old man in black and Han Ling.

The night in the mountains and forests is cold, so you have to drink soup to warm your stomach first, and then barbecue

Squeak, Xiaobai protested again

"Give it to the guests first, it's so rude, if the master knows, he will hit the board" Ye Cheng looked at the indignant little beast seriously

"Ye Cheng, who is the master, Xiaobai wants to shoot him to death" The little beast opened its teeth and claws, and squeaked at Ye Cheng

"Haha, this little guy is really full of spirituality" The old man took off his hat, revealing a wrinkled and deeply wrinkled old face.

"The little guy is not sensible, the old man smiled" Ye Cheng put the porcelain bowl containing the barbecue in front of the little beast, turned around and served soup to himself.

The old man saw Ye Cheng turn his back, his eyes flashed, and a silver needle was suddenly inserted into the bowl, he stared at the silver needle, and finally exhaled lightly for a long time.

Xiao Bai raised his eyes and glanced at the old man's hand, a trace of contempt flashed in his eyes, he squeaked twice, and then lowered his head again, hugged the barbecue with two paws, and feasted on it.

Ye Cheng's body paused slightly, then acted as usual, and fished out a piece of venison leg meat into the bowl

The old man in black moved extremely fast, and the silver needle disappeared with just one turn, he looked at Ye Cheng, who had just turned around, and drank the soup with a smile in his mouth.

Not far away, the black-robed figure looked at the old man with a smile on his face, and a mysterious smile flashed at the corner of his mouth.

After dinner, everyone lay down by the fire and slept in their clothes.

The vigil was in teams of two, Ye Cheng and a big man with a whip kept watch for the second half of the night, and now he could rest at will.

The camp soon fell silent, and everyone fell asleep in their clothes, except for the crackling of firewood.

After a day's non-stop journey, even the warriors are a little tired, and tomorrow they will have to walk more difficult mountain roads, and everyone is seizing the time to recover their energy.

Wu Shan and the big man with the sword on their backs sat by the fire, and the two of them didn't speak, looking at the dark and mysterious black mountains and forests outside the firelight.

One hour, two hours, the mountains and forests became more and more silent, and even the sound of insects could not be heard.

A cold wind blew, the flames were torn apart, and a few sparks splashed up

Wu Shan, who was dressed in a black robe, suddenly got up, and the man with the sword on his back stared at him

"Go and untie your hands," he whispered, and the man with the sword on his back nodded slightly

The figure of the man in black quickly disappeared within the range of the firelight, and the man with the sword on his back scanned the camp, and everything around him was as usual.

In the distance, there were a few night owl chirps in the mountains and forests, and the sound came from afar, and the empty night seemed particularly silent.

The man with the sword on his back shuddered, the fire was a little smaller, and the cold air in the mountain forest surrounded him, he turned around and took a branch and added it to the fire.

It's just that he didn't notice that the moment he turned around, a white shadow flashed in the camp.