"Hey, my sister's grilled fish is so delicious, why do you still have this salty and not light expression!"

In the small courtyard, Ah Shu's big apricot eyes stared at Jiang Heng, she really doubted whether this kid was facial paralysis.

There were still a few hours left before Emmeto asked, and Ah Shu brought him a plate of grilled fish.

“……”

Jiang Heng was a little helpless, he had already praised it for being delicious, and his attitude was also very sincere.

But Ah Shu was obviously dissatisfied, "People who have eaten my sister's craftsmanship before can't help but scream and almost eat their tongues, your reaction is too bland!" ”

Maybe it's because I've eaten more food.

In fact, Sister Shu's craftsmanship is indeed first-class. But the land in this world is barren, all kinds of ingredients are scarce, and it is difficult for a good woman to cook without rice, and she can't make anything too delicious.

"Then I'm screaming now, or even eating so good that I burst my clothes, is it too late?"

"What...... What a burst of clothes?! Stinky rascals! ”

After staring at Jiang Heng subconsciously, Ah Shu blushed and quickly showed a disgusted expression.

"Actually, I'm more curious, what your sister looks like."

It is said that her sister is a big beauty, look at Auntie, this little girl, is so cute, it won't be bad to be a sister.

However, several teams have come back today, and they have gained a lot in Canghai, her sister A Qing, as a chef, is busy today and has no time to meet them.

"Hmph, what do you want to see my sister for?!"

Ah Shuqiao's face darkened, and she stared at him vigilantly.

"I'm curious!"

Jiang Heng laughed, and wanted to say a few words, but outside the small courtyard, there was already a shout.

"Brother Jiang, Sister Ashu, your conscience is about to begin, Uncle Xiang asked you to hurry over!"

"Got it, got it! Quick, quick, my talented young master, it's time for you to perform! ”

Ah Shu looked excited, and she couldn't wait, as if she was the next person to be in the limelight.

She took Jiang Heng's hand and walked quickly.

By the time the two of them arrived at the target's hut, the neighborhood was already full of people from the village.

"That's a lot of people! Why did everyone come over? ”

Ah Shu was a little puzzled.

This is not simple, probably because everyone wants to see the result of Ma Feiyun's conscience, right?

This kid has an extremely strong cultivation talent, which is rare to see in decades.

It is also said that he may be the fourth person in the history of the Ideal Society to make the Dream Stone manifest visions.

How can you be absent from such a lively event?!

Ma Feiyun's kid, this time he was out of the limelight, as if he was standing in the spotlight, very dazzling.

The other newcomers, like Jiang Heng, were a little obscure, so few people paid attention to it.

Only the people in the old Xiang team looked at Jiang Heng expectantly.

By the way, there is also the drunkard village chief, who also glanced at him a few times from time to time, and there was still a trace of doubt in his eyes.

"Everyone, be quiet, a few newcomers come forward, this dream painting process is very simple, you just need to enter this hut in turn, stay for a few minutes, and the result will be."

It's Lao Xiang, this guy is in charge of presiding over this matter.

Behind him was a wooden hut, unsightly, but it should contain magic.

It is said that over the years, countless participants have been depicted in their dreams, and they will appear in the house, as if forming a strange world.

The first one to participate was the much-anticipated Ma Feiyun.

He smiled confidently at everyone, then held his head high and strode in.

Many villagers saw it, and they all nodded silently, this kid is energetic, it seems that our ideal is to add another talent.

Their small village will have more face in front of other villages in the future, hahaha!

"Little bunny, do you have faith? I've talked to Ma Feiyun, a kid, and he has excellent mental talents, and he is a good seedling. ”

The drunkard village chief quietly appeared in front of Jiang Heng again, knocking on the side and wanting to ask something.

"I don't know."

Jiang Heng shook his head and was silent.

"Hehe, don't you want to say yes, did Lao Xiang teach you? This old guy isn't a good thing......"

The drunkard old man left depressedly, and kept spitting incense at the old neck.

Actually, Lao Xiang really didn't teach Jiang Heng to say this, he really didn't know.

He can only guarantee that he should be able to pass the test, and with that heart that constantly spits out spiritual energy, his potential is not bad.

But how much can it surpass that Ma Feiyun, it's impossible to say.

And at this moment, that Ma Feiyun walked into the hut, but in a few minutes, a clear light suddenly flew up from the hut and rushed into the sky!

"Vision...... There was really a vision! ”

There was an immediate uproar in the crowd, and many people stared at the scene in a daze, speechless.

Is this to witness the rise of a genius?!

"Hahaha, our Qinghu Village is destined to rise!"

The captain of the fourth team smiled from ear to ear.

The drunkard village chief also happily poured a large sip of wine, and his face became more and more ruddy.

"However, this vision seems to be a little less interesting than that of the head of Qingshan Village back then......"

There were also some old people who muttered quietly.

They remembered very well that when the drunkard in Qingshan asked his heart, a scene of Qingshan was directly revealed, like a mirage, hovering in the sky.

That kind of shock, they can't forget it to this day!

Soon, Ma Feiyun came out of the cabin, looking excited.

Then, several other people entered the wooden house one after another, but none of them could cause a vision, and there was silence above the cabin.

Even the comprehensive ratings of several people are quite low, which is embarrassing.

"Ma Feiyun alone is stronger than them combined!"

"Now that our human race is poor and weak, there are fewer and fewer people who are suitable for cultivation, when will we be able to become independent from the demon race and save the countless suffering compatriots......

The captains of the village were full of emotion and heartache.

The people of the Ideal Society are really doing things for the Terrans, they not only absorb the cultivation seeds nearby, but also often send people to lurk in the cities ruled by the Demon Clan, and destroy some plans of the Demon Clan that are not conducive to the Terran Race.

If the people in the village want to be like Lao Xiang and them, as the captain, then they must have this kind of resume.

That's why these captains have nicknames like blacksmith, fisherman, slave, widow, etc.

Some titles are unpleasant, but they are regarded as precious honors.

"Hehe, you guys, don't be in a hurry to sigh, the newcomer I brought, isn't it that you haven't participated yet?"

Lao Xiang's voice was as steady as an old dog, but it suddenly broke the conversation of the other captains.

This old guy specially begged Jiang Heng to be the last to participate, saying that this is what makes it even more shocking. He seems to know how to be more showy.

This old guy must have been very sassy when he was young.

"Ahem, I really don't want to be in the limelight, I just want to satisfy Lao Xiang's wish and make this old boy proud for a while."

Jiang Heng also secretly thought about it, and walked forward with his head held high.