Chapter Seventy-Two: Grilled Fish

Lingyu Zhenjun frowned and looked at the excited appearance of this group of elders, and he was very disdainful in his heart, and he didn't know what they were excited about. Isn't that girl passing another illusion test?

Suppressing the disdain in her heart, she continued to stare at Chu Youran's figure in the illusion, at this time Chu Youran had already entered the fourth illusion, which was a fantasy faster than that Su Qingwei.

How can Su Qingwei compare to my leisurely family? A bunch of uninformed old men!

And the group of elders in Shumen were all spreading their voices, and they were all excited.

"God bless me Shumen, I finally waited for the legendary person!"

"yes, I just didn't expect it to be a woman, and I'm still so young."

"Haha, what's wrong with the woman? My Shumen is destined to prosper!"

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Su Qingwei was still thinking hard about countermeasures in the village in the illusion, and two days had passed, and she had been staring at the village for two days in disguise as an ordinary village girl, and she had not found any disharmony.

There's only one last day left! She was a little anxious, this illusion test was not without a time limit, but gave her three days. If she doesn't find it for three days, she will fail the trial, and she will be kicked out of the Sword Pavilion, and everything will be wasted.

Su Qingwei sat by the river, silently holding her cheeks and thinking about countermeasures.

Moments later she walked into a dilapidated compound in the village, where she had stayed for the past two days. She had plastered her face and her hair in a mess. The people in the village took pity on her, thinking that she had no father or mother to beg, so they kindly let her live in this uninhabited courtyard temporarily.

Su Qingwei took the baked cake that Aunt Li next door gave her in the morning and gnawed it, she would be hungry if she didn't have mana now! It's really hard to go hungry.

After eating the baked cakes, she still felt a little insufficient, and she had been eating what others had given her for the past two days. But this village is very poor, and other families also save a little from their own rations for her, which is not enough.

After thinking about it, Su Qingwei decided to do it herself and have enough food and clothing. I used to be a foodie, but in this other world, I didn't make good use of her genius skills.

As soon as she said it, she immediately ran to the river. Rolled up her sleeves and quickly fished two fish with her hands, although the mana was gone, but her skills were still much better than ordinary people.

Then she killed the fish neatly, gutted them, and scraped the scales. Then he cut a stick, skewered the fish, took out the flint and made a fire, and by the way, he put the fish on a rack and roasted it.

Although there is no seasoning, the aroma of the grilled fish is slowly stimulated. The fragrance wafted out along the river, attracting a group of onlookers with little radish heads.

The eldest of these children was in their teens, and the youngest was only three or four years old, and they all stared at the grilled fish on Su Qingwei's shelf.

Su Qingwei looked at this group of children, all of them were very thin and small, and their clothes were very tattered, typical of malnutrition. She smiled at the group of little radish heads, and said softly: "The fish is not cooked yet, and my sister will give it to you later." ”

Suddenly, the eyes of this group of children lit up all of a sudden, and Su Qingwei felt sad for a while. I don't know who set up the illusion that could make her empathize with her to such an extent.

The fish was quickly cooked, and Su Qingwei cut the fish into pieces and let each child get a portion. But only two fish were not enough to eat, she thought about it, and then went down to the river to catch a dozen fish and grilled them, so that these little radish heads were all full.