Will the Red Cross invite others to dinner?

When Mei Hong's words entered Feng Longde's ears, his first reaction was not to believe it, after all, Mei Hong didn't look like that kind of hospitable person, and he didn't feel hungry because he had devoured the charred corpse of a whole crab spider.

However, after thinking about it carefully, Feng Longde still decided to accept Mei Hong's invitation- In addition, Feng Longde will definitely come to the Lost Bamboo Forest in the future to hunt all kinds of monsters to devour their souls and bodies, and even the knights of the guards and the Boghall corpse witch soldiers who may also come in the future will come here to hunt, and it will definitely not hurt to have a good relationship with Mei Hong, a Penglai immortal girl who is a veteran local native.

"I accept your invitation. The undead war horse stopped in front of Mei Hong, and Feng Longde flexibly jumped off the back of the undead war horse, and this kind of dismounting posture in one go appeared on the body of a burly heavy knight like him, which looked quite out of place.

Mei Hong looked at Feng Longde, who was standing in front of her, and didn't speak, and walked straight to her bamboo house.

Feng Longde shrugged his shoulders, he first let the undead war horse stand honestly and quietly near the bamboo house, then rummaged through the bag on its back for a while, took out a large bag and filled it with some messy things, and then followed Mei Hong's footsteps into the bamboo house.

After walking into the bamboo house, Feng Longde glanced at it. The overall layout of the place looks no different from that of ordinary people, and it is a mixture of Japanese and European home styles, such as bamboo European single beds with tatami mats, persimmon cakes and pickled vegetable jars hanging on the bamboo walls, and a short-handled logging axe, which should be used by Meihong to chop wood. Although the handle of the axe looked a little worn, Feng Longde found that the axe body showed no signs of rust at all, which should be due to its owner's diligent maintenance or replacement of new ones;

However. The person who lives here is not an old human man who has taken refuge in the gods and Buddhas in an indifferent state of mind, but a white-haired girl who is in the prime of her youth from the outside.

Feng Longde quietly observed the layout of the surroundings, imagining what would happen if he lived in this bamboo house, but he didn't dare to think about it for a few seconds, because it was too boring here, unless he could be satisfied with the life of only eating, sleeping, and chopping wood, otherwise within half a month, he would have to go crazy.

In Feng Longde's impression, those who can live this kind of life safely are basically those famous hermit monks or saints in various religions, who do not have too many emotions and six desires. Otherwise, who can withstand this tasteless life?

Why did Mei Hong choose this kind of life? Penance? Or masochism? Feng Longde felt that he couldn't understand it, because he was only eighteen years old today, and he felt that he couldn't guess the thoughts of Mei Hong, an immortal in Penglai who had lived for thousands of years.

"There are no chairs in my house, you can sit down at the table, which is covered with tatami mats. Glancing back at Feng Longde, who was spinning back and forth with the demon's ring-winged barrel helmet slashing east and west, Mei Hong walked to the side of the stove and said.

"Thank you. Feng Longde nodded, he walked over to the table, put his pockets aside, took off the Demon Ring-Wing Barrel Helmet and placed it beside him, and carefully sat cross-legged on the edge of the table—he had never used to the Japanese style of sitting. And even if he could sit upright, the plate attachments on the legs of the Teutonic Gothic plate armor more or less limited him to this pose. And even if he could barely sit down, Feng Longde hadn't replaced the plate armor steel boots, and the slightly sharp steel boots could directly poke the tatami mats on the ground into two big holes

When Feng Longde sat down at the table, Mei Hong, who was next to the stove, burst out of a flame from the fingertips of her right hand, lit the firewood piled up in the stove, and began to be busy cooking.

The process seems uninteresting, but Mei Hong is clearly used to the whole process: cutting the ingredients on the board. Stir the ingredients in the wok, take out the jars from the cupboard, pour the appropriate amount of salt or other condiments into them, and then put them on a plate and set them on the table.

Looking at the dishes made by Mei Hong, Feng Longde found that it was quite characteristic of the lost bamboo forest: stir-fried bamboo shoots, pickled wild vegetables and rice stewed in a bamboo tube. The only meat is stewed rabbit meat, I don't know if it is a few of the rabbits in the group of rabbits that have been raised forever and ran to the outer area of the lost bamboo forest and were poisoned by Meihong.

Overall, Feng Longde felt that he still wanted to taste it: although he had devoured the charred corpse of a whole crab spider, and his body was not lacking in nutritional energy, it did not delay him from tasting the food cooked by Mei Hong, anyway, the excess nutritional energy was customary, and it only needed Feng Longde to go to the toilet every morning to make a "big" presence

"I got moving. Mei Hong held the bamboo chopsticks, made a gesture similar to a worship in front of herself with both hands, and said in her mouth.

Feng Longde, who was sitting opposite her, shrugged his shoulders, knowing that this was a fixed habit of the Japanese before eating, he also made a similar gesture with his hands according to the appearance of Mei Hong: "I'll wipe it!"

Originally, Feng Longde also wanted to say the sentence "I started", but the reason why he instantly burst out of foul language was that he completely forgot that he was wearing plate armor gloves on his hands, and he also held bamboo chopsticks in his hand when he made a gesture similar to worship, and the result was naturally self-evident: the bamboo chopsticks were slapped a few times in a pair of big hands wearing plate armor gloves, and they were broken into two pieces

Mei Hong wordlessly looked at Feng Longde, who had a painful expression on his face at this moment, got up and took a new pair of bamboo chopsticks and handed them to him.

"Thank you. Feng Longde shrugged his shoulders helplessly at Mei Hong, and thanked him when he took the bamboo chopsticks.

Mei Hong didn't answer, and after she returned to her position, she picked up a piece of steaming bamboo shoot with chopsticks, put it in her mouth and chewed it gently.

Seeing that Mei Hong ate by herself, Feng Longde was not polite. I picked a piece of stewed rabbit meat with chopsticks and ate it, and then picked up my share of bamboo tube to stew rice.

Due to the fact that the usual combat skills training and the training to temper his strength in other aspects are particularly physically consuming, Feng Longde has a greater demand for meat and carbohydrates, and he doesn't like to eat vegetables very much, and he eats less fruits, so Feng Longde basically looks at the can of stewed rabbit meat, but Feng Longde is still relatively restrained in front of outsiders. So far, he hadn't made the same moves as the Altar Purifier did when he was with Weisk and the others.

"What do you think?" Mei Hong swallowed the rice and bamboo shoots in her mouth and asked Feng Longde.

"It's light, and for a guy like me, who is used to big fish and meat, the taste is too simple. Feng Longde replied, he was using chopsticks to deal with the little rice left in the bamboo tube, because there was no spoon and it was quite hard, "But it's not bad, anyway, I can't make it if I change it, I guess the thing I make can't eat dead people at most." But it can definitely make people's stomach and intestines move faster."

Hearing Feng Longde's answer, Mei Hong still didn't speak, and she didn't even have any expression on her face, so she couldn't see what she thought.

It can be regarded as a difficult slicing out of the last bit of rice with chopsticks, Feng Longde swallowed it, then turned around and rummaged in the pocket beside him, and after a while, he took out a bottle of wine from it: "These are at most the specifications of the appetizers, do you drink?" I also have a few bottles of Spiatus distilled vodka here, and I have been looking for an opportunity to open them. ”

"Drink. Mei Hong nodded, and she looked at the label attached to the Spiatus distilled vodka bottle that Feng Longde had placed on the table for a while. Suddenly, his face was a little solemn: "Feng Longde, this is the kind of wine you drank at the banquet at the Boli Shrine?"

"Huh. That's right, it's the kind I drank back then, and I brought it with me when I came to Gensokyo from the outside world, and I still have a lot of stock there that I haven't drunk yet. Feng Longde spread out his hands to express his noncommittal, with a helpless expression, "Don't worry." It wasn't for the special type that had been strengthened by the Star Bear Cup in the hands of Xingxiong Yongyi, I had a lot of fun at that time, and I really died, so I hid for more than half a month to avoid the limelight."

"I also attended that banquet. After listening to Feng Longde's complaint with a hint of self-deprecation. Mei Hong said lightly.

"Ha, then what kind of virtue did I drink high at that time, did you also see it?" Feng Longde was stunned after hearing Mei Hong's answer, and immediately put his hands on his forehead, looking unbearable, "But I don't remember that you were among the monsters and goblins who participated in the banquet, anyway, we were mainly chatting and drinking in a circle by ourselves, except for fighting with Youmeng and drinking with those two ghost kings, I really didn't have much contact with other monsters and goblins, I don't have an impression of you, it's too normal." ”

"I was with Huiyin at the time, and I didn't communicate much with other people, so it's normal that you didn't notice me. Mei Hong put the bamboo chopsticks on her bowl, leaned her left arm on the table, and pressed her left fist against her chin, "As for you at that time, I have to admit that I was also shocked at that time, you got drunk and turned into the appearance of that red and white witch, not to mention, and actually stripped off your clothes and armor and ran around, if it weren't for your sister who was also wearing heavy armor and your subordinates forcibly took you back, you would probably run all the way to the village." ”

"Well, spirits are really harmful, especially the one that has been buffed by the ghost drinking vessel, and it's really terrible to drink. Feng Longde had a dog's expression on his face, and took out the bottle driver from his pocket again, and corked the bottle at the mouth of the Spiatus distilled vodka bottle.

Mei Hong looked at Feng Longde silently.

"I'm measured!" Feng Longde was stared at by Mei Hong's fiery red eyes, and he raised the bottle of Spiatus Rectified Vodka and said in a heartfelt manner.

"I hope so. Mei Hong stared at Feng Longde for a while, got up and took out two clean bamboo cups in the cupboard and handed them to Feng Longde.

The almost transparent liquor was poured into the two bamboo cups, and Feng Longde handed one of them back to Mei Hong, and took a big sip of his own cup.

"Huo!" Feng Longde slammed his mouth out and exhaled desperately, but he didn't cough, obviously used to it, "It's still the same, drinking this liquor is like swallowing a flame, worthy of the Spiatus distilled vodka with a high alcohol concentration of 96 percent." ”

"Whew!" Mei Hong tried to drink a sip of Spiatus distilled vodka, and then exhaled out of her mouth like Feng Longde, but instead of gas, she exhaled fire

"Damn!" Feng Longde thought that he shouldn't give this kind of liquor that is infinitely close to pure alcohol to his sister after drinking Spiatus distilled vodka, which was stimulated by high-concentration alcohol, to spit fire, and then he remembered that he shouldn't give this kind of spirit, which is infinitely close to pure alcohol: due to its extremely high alcohol concentration, the ignition point of Spiatus distilled vodka is very low, which makes it particularly flammable, so when drinking this spirit, the drinker cannot smoke, especially the fire must be banned

Here's the problem: Mei Hong is definitely not a smoker, and Feng Longde's impression doesn't remember which Gensoxiang girl has the habit of smoking, but one of Mei Hong's abilities is to control the flame, and her body is full of fire elements, and one bad thing is that when Mei Hong is emotional or her body has an emergency reaction, the fire is very easy

Feng Longde had seen that Mei Hong's own clothes were almost burned clean because she absorbed the fire element in order to extinguish the fire, and he didn't want this bamboo house to be burned clean because of the Spiatus distilled vodka he brought this time!

Just as Feng Longde ran to the water tank in the house and was about to scoop a big bowl of water and splash Mei Hong's face, Mei Hong suddenly did not continue to spit fire from her mouth - just after she realized that she was excited again and spewed flames, she immediately controlled the fire element in her body to no longer leak out, the only consequence was that the flames she spewed out of her mouth almost ignited the roof, but fortunately she withdrew the fire element back in time, and the control was just right, so as not to set her clothes on fire again.

"Forgive me, didn't realize that this strong liquor you brought was so irritating. Mei Hong looked at Feng Longde, who had a stunned expression, and said slightly apologetically.

In this regard, Feng Longde took the bowl full of water in his hand, and neither took it nor put it away, and only after holding it for a long time did he burst out of the sentence: "You breathe fire much farther than my flame breath." ”

Sister Hong: "(To be continued.) )