It looks like it's already getting dark. And the village chief has not come back yet, so he has put the seasonings that have been sent to his home in different categories, the planting that should be planted, and the space that is still put in the space.

After finishing it, it was already dark, and after thinking about it, I started to make a fire and cook.

First, fry the lard from the fat on the wild boar, set it aside, and then stir-fry the vegetables with the lard.

Ziyi's dinner is actually very simple, home-cooked stir-fry and noodles.

After a while, the otherworldly version of fried meat with green peppers and stir-fried lettuce came out of the pot, and Ziyi took out the roast duck made in the space and cut it into pieces.

Since there is no time to pass in the space, the roast duck is still hot, Ziyi chops the roast duck into pieces, and finds a little hemp grass in the space, and the pepper is cut into pieces.

Overheat the lard, put the hemp grass and peppers in the pot and stir-fry, add a small amount of salt, and then add the green onions bought in the afternoon, and the simple seasoning is ready.

Eventually, I started making noodles with blood-streaked rice.

Blood-streaked rice is a pale red rice-like shape. There is a faint pattern on it, and it is very beautiful. One by one, crystal clear.

Ziyi directly took out the kitchen knife, crushed the blood-patterned rice with the handle of the knife, added hot water, added a little salt, and then made noodles.

It's just that there is no yeast, so I have to wake up a little.

Then he took a branch from the space, made it into the shape of a rolling pin, washed it, drove the noodles into dough, cut them into noodles, and put them there waiting for the village chief to return.

At this moment, the sky was completely dark, and the village chief and Ling Xin'er were late, their faces tired, and they felt like they were covered in dust. As soon as Ziyi saw that the village chief was coming, he grabbed the noodles, and it didn't take long for the noodles to be ready.

"This is what you did?" Ling Xin'er asked in surprise as she looked at the three dishes and noodles on the table. Originally, I was going to find Ziyi to settle accounts, but I forgot about the food with all the color and flavor.

"Yes, do whatever you want, eat it, don't get cold. Ziyi waved his hand and said indifferently.

Ling Xin'er opened her mouth and inhaled deeply, she could smell the salty aroma of the soup, the aroma of the noodles, the fresh fragrance of animal meat, and the fragrance of vegetable leaves.

Fork the noodles with a fork and put them in your mouth, the noodles were instantly sucked into Ling Xin'er's mouth, and the mouth was smooth and greasy, with a strong meaty aroma, which looked very delicious.

"It's so delicious!" After taking a bite of noodles and another bite of vegetables, Ling Xin'er completely ignored the image of a lady and devoured it.

The village chief didn't care to speak, he ate heavily, and his tired face from the day was relaxed at this moment.

However, Ling Xin'er looked extremely surprised when she watched Ziyi eat with chopsticks, obviously unable to understand why Ziyi was able to use two wooden sticks as driven by her arms.

However, at the moment, Yuyu didn't care about talking, and the three of them just ate with their heads bored.

After a while, I saw that the table, whether it was on the plate or in the pot, was all clean, and there was not even a mouthful of soup left.

"It's still a good Ziyi kid, he can cook, and besides, this meal can make me not know the taste of meat for a month!"

The village chief lay comfortably on the chair and praised Ziyi with a smile on his face.

However, after Ling Xin'er finished eating, she rolled her eyes at Ziyi, indicating that she had not forgotten what happened last night at all.

This woman who holds a grudge can't buy a single meal.

Ziyi thought in his heart: What can't be solved by one meal, what about two meals?

But he said: "The village chief's grandfather praised him, just do it casually, don't laugh." ”

"You, you, okay, I'll tell you something. The village chief's grandfather sat up straight on the back of the chair and said to Ziyi solemnly.

When Ziyi saw that the village chief was so serious, he immediately sat up straight and looked at the village chief.

"Do you know why Shaoyang and Ah Tease are so anxious to become stronger?"

The village chief looked sad, and the sadness in his eyes couldn't be concealed.

Ling Xin'er also lowered her head at this time, kept silent, and played with her hands fixedly.

"This matter has to start with blood-streaked rice. ”

Blood-streaked rice, which matures once a year, is the guarantee of the survival of Houtu Village and the lifeblood of Houtu Village.

But the blood-streaked rice has a fatal problem, when it is ripe, it will emit a strange fragrance, which will attract the beasts and demon beasts in the radius.

Actually, it's okay, after all, there is a city wall, but the scent of blood-patterned rice will be emitted for three days.

Of these three days, the last day will attract the flamingos from deep in the forest.

The king of the flamingo is a fourth-order existence!

And Shaoyang and Ah Fu's parents died in the two years of the battle to defend the city!

And now, there are only two days left before the ripening period of the blood-streaked rice.

"So, Ziyi boy, for your safety, I have decided to let you leave with the caravan that will go to Mammoth City tomorrow. The village chief said to Ziyi with a serious face.

Ziyi listened with a solemn face, and when he heard the end, he immediately stood up: "Grandpa the village chief, I'm not leaving, I'm going to stay and guard the city." ”

In fact, Ziyi is not a hot-blooded youth, but Ziyi is now a second-order, and his real strength is to surpass the third-order and equalize the existence of the fourth-order.

And now, with one more person and more strength, Ziyi believes that with his own words, it will not be a problem to keep it.

Perhaps, if you have more yourself, you will be able to have fewer teases and fewer yangs.

"Ziyi boy, let me tell you the truth, the situation is different now. ”

The village chief looked reminiscing, and the tears in his eyes were swirling.

"There were still many powerhouses above the fourth order in our village, but in recent years, not a single fourth-order powerhouse has appeared. ”

"Moreover, since Ah Zhu's father was seriously injured before, during the demon beast siege the year before last, there was only one fourth-order powerhouse in the entire Houtu Village who could fight!"

"That's Shaoyang's father!"

"That battle, won the victory, temporarily repelled the flamingos, but since then, Shaoyang has become an orphan. ”

"Last year, Ah Fu's father, the only remaining fourth-order powerhouse, had not recovered from his injuries, and he also sacrificed himself in order to protect the entire village. ”

The village elders wept and wept.

Who would have thought that the head of a village would cry so sadly.

However, it is not surprising that the village chief, as the head of a village, usually does not talk about these things in front of people, and he does not talk about this around Ling Xin'er.

Over time, I held it in my heart, and today I explained to Ziyi, and I couldn't control myself unconsciously.

The main thing is that the village chief is extremely sad when he thinks about it!

Ling Xin'er also cried with red eyes, which made people pity.

"Village Chief, so, there is no fourth-order powerhouse in our village now?" Ziyi asked with a frown.

The village chief nodded weakly, and all his spirit seemed to have been drained from the words just now.

"So, I want to ask, why can't a fourth-order powerhouse kill a flamingo?"

"Flamingos can fly, and the villagers of our village, the main battle soul beasts are bears. The rest is all beekeeping. ”

"After all, bears like to eat honey, and those who keep bees are there for bears. ”

"And if the flamingo flies in the sky, it will be invincible!"

Ziyi nodded and asked with a serious face: "So, after this time, there may be no Houtu Village?"

Two lines of tears flowed down the village chief's face, and he nodded indiscriminately: "That's why I want to send you away, we are the villagers of Houtu Village, and we will be with Houtu Village forever, and you are different, you are not from our village, and you are still young, and the road ahead is still very long, and it will be very exciting." So, I decided to send you away first. ”

Ziyi looked at the village chief who was old in an instant, and the white hair on his temples was still covered with mud.

Looking at Ling Xin'er pursing her lips, she looked at her hands with a firm gaze.

remembered Xuanyuan Shaoyang and Ah Tease's persistence in the face of the six-eyed tarantula in the jungle.

I remembered the honest smile of Uncle Blacksmith.

Remembering the mottled walls.

......

Countless scenes flashed from Ziyi's eyes one by one, his hands clenched into fists, and his eyes were red as he looked at the village chief.

"Grandpa the village chief, I've decided"

"I'm going to stay and protect the village!"