Chapter Seventy-Three: Turnaround

() "Have you heard? Young Master Bai Ling is going to meet Prime Minister Xiao Cheng in the next few days, have you heard? A companion said to Chang Yu Feng, "Our good days are coming."

"What's wrong?" Changyu Feng grabbed a rabbit by the neck and put it in the cage, and there were many rabbits jumping inside.

This companion is an old hunter who is much older than Changyu Feng, and every time Changyu Feng follows, he becomes familiar.

"It's June now, and the White Spirit Festival is going to be held soon, so there will be a free meal to eat." The companion also grabbed a rabbit and put it in its cage.

"That's right...... However, what does this have to do with the prime minister? On the days of the White Spirit Sacrifice, don't they all have free meals to eat? Changyu Feng put a flat pole on the hook of the cage, shook his hand, hooked the other cage containing the pheasant, and picked it up.

Look up at the road and walk slowly on the mountain.

"Of course it matters, don't you know that Chang Cheng is here to host a kind of competition this time?" The companion also picked up the flat pole and followed behind Changyu Kaede.

"What game? I really don't know about that. I just arrived. Chang Yu Feng naturally didn't know that he had already worked hard to rebuild a larger warehouse in the past few days, and in order to make his other earthen house beautiful, he found a lot of branches with flowers and grafted them in front of his house.

Then, in addition to hunting all day long, he also released some caught pheasants, hares, sparrows, and even some birds that also fell into the trap.

He was still preparing to dig a basement recently, but the amount of work was relatively large, and if this basement did not have the freezing function of the ice cellar, it was estimated that it would not work, so he was measuring how deep it was to dig, and it would not be very good if he dug up something strange.

It's a little sad, but at least it's fulfilling, and I can still make some money, and there's nothing to be dissatisfied with.

In the long run, I can also think about my next move without worrying about food and clothing.

For almost two months, he had no time to pay attention to what was happening.

It's like a sudden, abandoned.

If this is also part of the plan, then it is fine, but I am afraid that I am outside the plan, and this is what makes people afraid.

There is nothing to know, it is already a very ordinary thing, there is no need to be surprised at all, no matter what, I can already survive alone, what dreams, what ideals, it is impossible to exist, I can eat enough now, it is because of the wit and self-confidence that I have accumulated.

Without self-confidence, it is impossible to live.

Two months ago, I fell into a situation where I had nothing again, which is not terrible, and I am terrible to be unwilling to face it, and in the end it is still nothing.

He didn't know what the Shadow of the Wilderness was thinking, but he knew that his use value must still be there, and the god of fire found himself, and it looked like he didn't help him with anything, but it actually gave him confidence, and when the Shadow of the Wilderness was in trouble, he had to wait.

As for what the trouble is, it is not yet known, so we can only take it slowly.

How to take your time?

1. Eat and drink well first, so as not to starve to death.

2. Wait. Wait as it comes and don't interfere with everything that will happen.

3. Hold your heart, don't think blindly, don't mess around.

Now, it doesn't have to be someone pretending to be themselves, it may be that the real "self" came to Bailing Mountain.

This "self" may have been created by some people - a substitute for pinching out.

Just as the Shadow of the Wilderness can be transformed into one's own appearance at will, someone must be able to do the same thing.

Then, there will only be more and more uncertainties.

"Duel match."

"Haven't heard of ......"

The two of them walked on the road, the two flat poles squeaked and walked, it was dusk, the two backs were walking on the path of Bailing Mountain, and the rice harvesters also piled up the grain piles and covered them with thin waterproofs.

The golden fields are covered with golden earth, the sound of cicadas chirping in the forest, and the sound of frogs in your ears.

"Oops, literally, it's a dueling match. Isn't this the disciple of Bailing Mountain able to return home? Before they return home, a relatively large duel competition will be held to determine the three winners to form a team, and children like you can participate, although you can't beat the regular disciples, but you can definitely get a small reward. The companion's voice was a little hoarse, but he spoke vigorously.

"By rank?" Chang Yu Feng looked at the stones under his feet, avoiding them, the flat pole made a squeaky sound, the pheasant snorted, and Chang Yu Feng pulled out his hand and slapped the cage.

"No, there will be a prize for participation, you live alone, it's normal to not know, but I heard that this time, it doesn't seem to limit the strength, only the age, it's a pity, this time the masters of the Tianzi level can't participate." The companion glanced at Changyu Feng with some pity, and walked behind, and the rabbits also looked at him.

"If you can make a name for yourself this time, you will be able to make a name for yourself in the future. However, it seems that it is just a matter of strength, and the point is up. The specific rules seem to be very simple, just win formally. I'm telling you, I definitely want you to give it a try. You can go to this point alone, we can see the whole street of Bailing Mountain, you go out to make a name, participate in the next spiritual power test, and enter Bailing Mountain to practice, you will not have to worry about food and clothing, and you will have a brighter future. That's what children should strive for, hunting every day like me, it's useless. ”

"How can you say that...... Uncle...... Why did you say this all of a sudden......" Chang Yu Feng looked at the farmers who were also coming from other paths, and carefully gave way, letting the people in front of him go first.

"I think you're so diligent and good-looking, you really shouldn't be like us. Getting up early all day and coming to deal with the little things in the forest is really not promising. Children either go to school or practice, and this is what young people should do. The companion didn't seem to think so, and said that he understood.

"Uncle, I know what you mean, I'll think about it. People always have to eat enough, don't they? I'm alone, I'm living comfortably, and there's nothing to suffer. ”

Even if Chang Yufeng is uncomfortable in his heart, he won't say it, for ordinary children, he really has no future like this, and it is not impossible to spend his whole life here.

Now I am nothing, no identity, no help, no money, only a nest of dried meat, a field of potato seedlings, two very small mud houses, some tools, and a cabinet.

At least fortunately, I don't need to drink blood, I can live like a normal person, I won't go hungry, and I won't lose my faith in living.

There is no gap, because I have suffered everything.

The Bitterness of Boiling Blood,

The bitterness of burning,

Bitterness of the extreme cold,

The pain of puncture,

And so on.

It's all been experienced.

The past who didn't understand anything, the stunned man who didn't understand anything, and the current Changyu Feng who could fill his stomach without looking for the desolate shadow, was a world of difference.

His heart has long been polished, although he still has no direction, no visible future, and cannot save Lin'er and the suffering of reincarnation, but at least, the courage he has gained in several lifetimes will never retreat.

It's like now, there is a problem with the Shadow of the Wilderness, and he is not panicking at all, and the Shadow of the Wilderness has been born and died all the way, so how can he stop?

If this operation can contact Bailing Mountain and the "Young Master Bailing", maybe there will be some eyebrows.

However, this matter is still very strange, the prime minister came to preside, it must be on a grand scale, and there are awards for members, don't you just want more people to participate...... Could it be someone you're looking for? Or is it some kind of strong person, what will he do after he has a winner or loser? Will the winner be required to perform a mission?

"Well, it's good that you have such an awareness, you are a good boy, I am not worried, I am worried about the kid in my family, he also wants to participate."

"Uncle let him exercise."

"yes, I want to, too. It's just that I'm very uneasy...... Children are not light or heavy, and they have a strong desire to win, and it is common for them to beat people to death. ”

"Isn't it the end of the day......

"Am I not afraid...... You don't understand, as long as a martial arts tournament is held, the dead are no longer strange. ”

"Ah...... That's scary. ”

When they entered the main road, it was only dark, but at this time there was only the noise of the crowd and the sound of frogs in the distance, and the lights of the street were on, and they walked by the light.

"You go home early and don't run around, you know?" The uncle stopped at the intersection with a flat pole and looked at Chang Yu Feng's face that was only half illuminated.

"Got it, uncle." Chang Yufeng nodded and said, "Uncle, I won't go tomorrow, I'm very interested in this competition and want to try it." You need to be prepared. ”

"Well, if only my boy were half as good as you. I don't read well, and I don't know what to do in the future. The uncle turned around and left with his shoulder.

"Goodbye, uncle."

"Well, goodbye."

Chang Yu Feng quickly walked back to his small hillside mud house, pulled out the flat pole, and put it on the wall, in a cage made of bamboo, the rabbit jumped, and the pheasant did not move.

I lit a candle and brought a basin of water to the sink to wash my hands.

Even if no one speaks, Chang Yu Feng basically doesn't keep his mouth shut, but will say something to himself, otherwise he will be too lonely.

"Rabbit, rabbit, you're cute, but I can't starve, can I?" Chang Yu Feng took out the condiments from the cabinet and put them on the boiling table in his other earthen house, and then set up a shelf.

"Ah, Chili Chili, why are you so spicy." Chang Yu Feng turned around, went to the warehouse to get firewood, and took out flint and steel and a knife from the cabinet.

"Or ...... It's good to kill a ready-made one today...... Always eat salted meat, it's almost salty. Changyu Feng patted his head and grabbed a rabbit from the cage, and in his hand, the rabbit stared at its legs and shook its ears.

"Wash it first...... "Changyu Kaede cleaned the rabbit in front of the stone platform specially made for handling small animals, put the rabbit meat into the bowl one by one, and washed the knife.

Then the stone platform is slowly wiped clean, and the rabbit fur and internal organs are put on a plate and thrown into a special trash can.

In order to prevent some monsters or beasts from chasing after them for the smell of blood, Nagayu Kaede must hurry up and make the roasted rabbit meat and then go to bed.

In fact, there are quite a few such cases.

Once Chang Yu Feng heard some rats beating on the discs that filled the gaps in the room, he knew how to deal with those rat demons, he didn't sleep very dead, and he would wake up when there was movement, he imitated the cry of a hunting cat, scared away the rat demons, made a false alarm, and told the Dharma Division that he received a spell posted on the earthen wall to prevent the little monsters from eating people.

Then there is a low-level demon wolf wandering around his house, lying on the bed, listening to the wolf howl through the earthen wall into the house, he has no way to destroy the earthen wall, and finally scratched the door, which is still clearly visible, but he told the Righteous Law Division, and the Righteous Law Division did destroy a wolf's den nearby, and the wolf's family of nine was killed to show the public.

Another time, an old man's ghost came to this hill bag, Chang Yu Feng was also cooking at the time, the old man's ghost looked at himself, trembling and walked over, he said to Chang Yu Feng that he originally wanted to scare this young man to relieve his boredom, but he was too old, enjoyed the joy of his old age, I don't know how he still stayed in the world, and then he remembered that he actually wanted to see his great-grandson again.

Changyu Feng invited him to eat roast pheasant, and he passed away happily.

Of course, if you continue to live, you will definitely encounter more things, but there are ten ** terrible things, or the less you encounter, the better.

The shelves are erected, the preparations are almost done, the candles are almost burned to the middle, Changyu Feng uses firewood to form a circle, uses a flint and steel to draw on the hay, the flint lime falls into the haystack, and then draws, the hay is lit, the yellow flame becomes the red of the hay, the hay turns gray, smoke rises, spreads and slowly ignites the firewood, and then adds some hay, a firewood pile is almost the same.

Wear the rabbit meat with an iron rod, put it in a circle, smear some rapeseed oil, the original red rabbit meat is instantly golden, repeatedly roasted, and the oil drips into the firewood, which is the wonderful sound of Zizizi.

The meat of the rabbit is fragrant and delicious.

The condiments tumble on top, and the fine grains of salt melt in the oil from the rabbit's roasting. Then the brown spice powder adheres to the rabbit meat, and as it is roasted by the flame, it emits a rich aroma that makes the stomach shiver.

Changyu Feng was engrossed in tumbling the iron rod, so that the half-sized rabbit was roasted.

"It's really rare for my cousin to have such a Yaxing."

Someone talking?

Chang Yu Feng immediately turned his head and looked at the source of the sound.

Looking closely, a tall man appeared in the darkness in Changyu Feng's field of vision, and with a wave of his hands, blue stars lit up the entire small hillside.

The man's appearance appeared on his body, with solemn eyes, a snow-white face, a delicate little nose, slender eyelashes, loose clothes, and a sword hanging from his waist.

"You are?" Chang Yu Feng grabbed the head of the iron rod, and the rabbit meat shook a little.

"Cousin, don't come unharmed."

The man bowed, rather respectfully.

Cousin?