"Han San?"

Piedro put away his saber and began to wipe his spears one by one. Pinto, www.biquge.info pen "Fun" Pavilion, picked up a wiped spear and replied while admiring: "Hansang Du Lutai, now the head of the Du Lutai family, when it comes to seniority, I want to call grandpa." ”

Pinto saw that Piedro did not answer, and continued to take care of himself: "Grandpa Han Sang is our great martial saint, he is more than a hundred years old, but no demon warrior has been able to defeat him so far, although his temper is hot, but he treats the clan very well, no matter which family has a child born, he will personally choose a name for that child, after the age of ten, all children can go to his martial arts school to listen to classes for free, and if the grades are good, they can also get his personal guidance." When I was a child, I used to lie on the wall and peek at him in class, and Grandpa Han Sang not only didn't spank me, but also made an exception to teach me a lot of things, and later we children called him a lovely old man. ”

It was evident that Piedro was listening carefully to what he was saying, for Pinto found that Pidero was much slower to wipe his spear-throwing hand, and not as strong as before, and an imperceptible smile flashed across his face, and he continued to speak unhurriedly: "And Aunt Sumney, Aunt Sumney's scones are so fragrant and sweet, I really don't understand how such crude ingredients can be made so delicious by her." If you could grind this jerky into powder and sprinkle some on top of that kind of wheat skin scone, it would be the best delicacy in the world.

What's even more crazy is that Aunt Samni's little sister Mimia is really a pearl that can't hide the light, and the young men of the demon clan are even willing to travel day and night, just to see the shadow of Mimia sister picking blue-green algae in the stream with her skirt from afar.

Although the land of the demon clan is barren, it is not possible to grow high-yield crops, and naturally it is not possible to make mellow wine, but the brilliance of the demon god is everywhere, and he has given us another gift. When the rain falls, the drunken chrysanthemums by the stream will grow wildly, and when the rain stops, the girls will carry the baskets to pick the low chrysanthemums home, and after drying, soak the drunken chrysanthemums in the holy water, and the water will slowly float out a faint aroma of wine, and after three days, a pot of sweet wine can enter the throat. It's a pity that the drunken chrysanthemum will rot when it leaves the abyss, otherwise you can ask the Piedro brothers to taste that unique taste first. ”

At the mention of Drunken Chrysanthemum, Blue Flame Demon Pinto squinted his eyes and showed an intoxicated smile on his face, and Piedro began to slowly open his mind to the young general of his own clan, he took out a delicate silver wine jug from his arms and threw it to Pinto opposite.

"The wine of Jincang is the real wine, and the adults said that brewing plant leaves with boiling water is called tea. You can give it a try, and after drinking the wine of the Golden Warehouse, you will know what it means to be drunk. The jerky in your hand is a good accompaniment to the snack, and the wine with the jerky is the taste that a man should have. ”

After Piedro finished speaking, he began to bow his head and wipe the remaining spears, Pinto twisted the cap, a strong aroma came to his nose, Pinto was ecstatic, raised his head and drank two large sips, the strong smell of wine choked him coughing, and quickly swallowed the rest of the dried meat, which barely suppressed the feeling of vomiting. Piedro packed up his spear, and watched as the handsome brother of his own clan fell to the ground, deep asleep.

When Pinto woke up, it was late at night, and there was a sharp pain in his head from the thug, and when he raised his hand, he found that a large bag had grown on his forehead on the left side for no reason. The young general got up from the ground and walked leisurely to the campfire not far away, where Liang Ke and Piedro were boiling broth.

"Reckless!"

Liang Ke took a shallow spoonful from the soup pot, brought it to his mouth and tasted it, then pinched out a little fine salt from a small bottle at his feet, sprinkled it evenly into the soup pot, and gently stirred it with a wooden stick.

"Our wine is for wound washing, and even if you drink it secretly, you have to mix it with some other wine, otherwise it will burn your esophagus. How can you just get him to drink that much?"

Piedro smiled, took the branch from Liang Ke's hand, inserted it into the soup pot and stirred it wildly.

"Who let him say those words. After so many years, my hometown has become the continent above my head, and my people have become accustomed to the rich and leisurely life of Jincang, and he wants to guide our whole clan back into the abyss with just a few words, isn't it ridiculous? ”

"What, aren't you going to recognize your ancestors?" Liang Ke asked Piedro curiously, looking at the dancing bonfire.

"To recognize your ancestors is to recognize them, but it's better to return to your own clan. The demons of the abyss are not accustomed to the blue sky and the sun, and we are equally difficult to adapt to the darkness of the abyss. Perhaps, like distant relatives, we can come back from time to time and give our people some help within our ability, so that we can comfort our hearts. ”

Piedro also looked at the sparks that kept bursting out of the bonfire, his voice was full of depression and helplessness, Liang Ke leaned over and patted him on the shoulder, comforting: "Jincang is our home, we will always be a family, your clan is also the clan of Aragon, Jincang will not watch his brothers and sisters suffer, you can rest assured." ”

Piedero's eyes were clouded with a mist as he nodded heavily, and then began to stir the broth in the pot again.

Pinto covered his forehead and walked over, sat down next to Liang Ke, looked at Piedro on the other side of the campfire, and asked in a sullen voice, "Pidero, what are you giving me to drink, why does my head hurt as if it had been hit by a war hammer?"

Liang Ke glared at the grinning Piedero, and took a bowl of broth from the soup pot and handed it to Pinto.

"Drinking a bowl of hot soup with a warm stomach can relieve your discomfort. ”

Pinto took the broth and took a sip. Liang Ke's craftsmanship is good, the mellow jerky is poured into a little grape wine, and the unique sour berries in this deep valley are paired, the taste is sour and delicious, and the hangover is the most effective.

"What Pidro gives you to drink at noon is actually a drug. ”

"Drugs?"

"Yes, we use that thing to disinfect the wounded person's wound, so that the wound will not suppurate, and it will save life. Gluttonous soldiers would sometimes secretly mix it into ordinary liquor, which would make it stronger and more mellow, and ordinary people would get drunk when they drank some. It's already a miracle that you can take two sips at a time, and it takes you one afternoon to regain consciousness, I really don't know why the demon constitution is so good. ”

Pinto rubbed his head, which was still aching, and took a small bottle of alcohol handed over by Liang Ke, he had never drunk wine in the real sense, and it was even more difficult to understand alcohol, no matter how he looked at it, how could such a thing as clear and transparent as water treat injuries.

Liang Ke took the small bottle back from Pinto's hand, poured a little into the cap, and then poured that little bit of alcohol into the bonfire under the soup pot, and the bonfire that had already dimmed "bang!" burst into a huge flame, so frightened that Pinto grunted up, and the headache seemed to be forgotten.

"Magic potion?" Pinto asked Liang Ke in surprise as he stared at the fading flame.

"Hahaha! If you understand it that way, it's okay, it's a kind of alchemy! Don't waste food, eat another bowl. Liang Ke didn't intend to explain to him what alcohol was, so he diverted the topic in three or two sentences.

The road that the army walked was very safe, and the scouts sent out by Pinto only checked whether there were any omissions in the road signs left by the former army, and for four days, Liang Ke and Pingto were not in a hurry and marched in the winding valley, and the surrounding scenery did not seem to have changed much, except that the temperature was no longer so sultry, the only change was that the gray sky above his head had narrowed a lot, and a thin gap was like a zipper of the gods, as if it could be closed at any time, which made people feel extremely depressed.

Pinto felt that he had gained a lot of weight in the past two days, and he always felt that the belt around his waist was a little tight, so he secretly relaxed the belt a little, and then secretly warned himself that the food given by Aragon was a terrible poison, and he must refuse his kindness today, otherwise when he returned to the magic capital, those beautiful girls would definitely be disappointed in themselves.

However, this human warrior is really a magical fellow, not only can he cook food, but chatting with him is like lying on a deep well to drink water, and he can never clean his stomach. Mathematics, astronomy, astrology, magic, there are few questions he can't answer, and it's a pity that he can't understand the set of truths he says, is Uncle Sean really not as knowledgeable as his peers? It seems that Piedro is not bragging when he says that he can read the Book of Jonah.

Friendship between men is often based on mutual recognition, and Liang Ke also has a good conversation with this studious general, but when asked about magic knowledge, he still inevitably asks to teach the demon dragon Achilles. In order not to let this magical idiot lose face in front of outsiders, Lord Demon Dragon could only actively cooperate with Liang Ke to deal with Pinto's problem, but he did not embarrass Liang Ke along the way.

"General, five miles further into the cave, we will repair under the waterfall in front of us, and then enter the cave. ”

The tall, thin troll scout reported on the road ahead, Pinto nodded in approval of his arrangement, and the group came to a rumbling waterfall where the trolls had already begun to cook their meals.

"Why do you choose to rest in this place? the water is too loud to hide the footsteps of the sneakers, and the mist drifting here and there makes it difficult for our scouts to see farther, which is dangerous for us. Liang Ke pointed to the waterfall that fell into the deep pool, and screamed in Pinto's ear.

Pinto scratched his ears, which were a little deaf from Liang Ke's loud voice, raised his voice, and shook his head helplessly: "No way, this is the last source of water to enter the cave." The valley had already been trodden twice by the army, so there should be no danger, and we entered the cave ahead as soon as we repaired for a short time. Hurry up and get rest! The road in the cave is much more difficult. ”

Liang Ke once again cast his gaze on the road ahead, and the fine mist of water scattered everywhere completely obscured his vision, and he could no longer hear any sound except the rumbling sound of water, which made Liang Ke feel faintly uneasy. Seeing Liang Ke's brows tightened, Piedro quickly stuffed half of the wheat cake in his hand into his mouth, pulled out a spear from behind his back, and quickly swept forward.

Liang Ke ate jerky, leaned on Sanduo's body for a while, and when he woke up, Piedro also returned, he shook his head at Liang Ke, and then held the cold long knife, leaned on the other side of Sanduo and closed his eyes.