Although this goblin is much worse than humans in terms of body size and combat effectiveness, there is one thing that humans can't match.

That's the goblin sense of smell.

Well, goblins have a keen sense of smell and can smell water, meat, fruits, flowers, and so on from three to five kilometers away, which is a guarantee for their survival in the Otherworld.

Of course, the only defect in the goblin's sense of smell is that they can't smell the stench on their own body, which should be too used to it.

After coming into contact with Jia Kedao these days, Cook has better understood the meaning of Jia Kedao's words, and he knows that it is time to eat when he hears the word rest, so as soon as Jia Kedao commanded, Cook squeaked twice, like a dog, shook his nose around, sniffed around, and then pointed in one direction with a knife and shouted: "Squeak, squeak, water, there is!"

Water is the only way to cook, and Cook knows that.

Jia Kedao smiled and followed behind the goblin.

After a while, the trees became thinner, the terrain suddenly rose, and a waterfall appeared in Jia Kedao's sight.

The waterfall falls in a waterhole, which is full of water and forms a small stream that flows down the terrain, lined with trees, and even the temperature rises by a few degrees.

A few deer with one-horns on the bridge of their noses were drinking, and when they saw someone coming, they immediately fled quickly, startling a few birds in the woods.

This is a good place, seeing this, Jia Kedao's eyes couldn't help but light up, and his heart gave birth to a little bit of the idea of living here.

asked Cook to go to the forest to pick up firewood, and Jia Kedao took out an iron pot, picked up a few obelisks on the shelf, scooped some water from the pool and poured it into the pot, and took out ten catties of polished rice from the Tao Te Ching and poured it directly into the pot.

When Cook picked up the firewood, Jia Kedao shook his fingers, and the flame was born, and the firewood was lit.

Although it was snowing here, the firewood that Cook had picked up was relatively dry.

The trees in this area are all pines, so the firewood burned very violently, and it didn't take long for the water in the iron pot to boil.

Jia Kedao took out another piece of bacon, cut it into small dices after cleaning, threw it into the pot with two catties of peas, and after boiling for a while, he took out some medicinal materials collected before from the Tao Te Ching, such as Tian Qi, astragalus, etc., and cut it into small dices and threw it into the pot, and finally covered the pot.

Since this Cook followed him, Jia Kedao naturally wouldn't let it suffer.

Goblin Cook had been in the necromancer's valley for a long time, and the Yin Qi had invaded, making it skinny.

Although all the yin qi in his body has been dissipated now, if he doesn't make up for it, Cook won't be able to last long in this cold weather.

Looking at the iron pot that kept steaming, Cook, who was squatting aside to add firewood, couldn't help but saliva trickle down the corners of his mouth.

The Demon King actually made that bacon and pea porridge again, and he was so happy.

Ever since he had eaten bacon and pea porridge three days ago, Cook had felt that there was nothing more delicious in the world than this, and that the good things he had eaten in the tribe before were like garbage in the garbage.

The fire was sufficient, and it didn't take long for the iron pot to waft out the special aroma of bacon, peas, and medicinal herbs after mixing, and Cook forgot to add firewood when he smelled it, and was scolded by Jia Kedao before he was busy adding firewood.

The fire is gradually extinguished, and the fragrance emanating from the pot has reached its extreme.

Jia Kedao opened the lid of the pot, put a bowl on his own, and took a sip, quite a little complacent, he unconsciously arrived at this Cheng dù on top of the medicinal diet, which is worthy of praise.

Jia Kedao was drinking bacon and pea porridge here, but Cook was in a hurry, and he was in a hurry there, squeaking and squeaking.

Jia Kedao smiled and helped Cook scoop a bowl.

After Cook took it, he forgot the temperature of the porridge at all, and took a sip, and then he lay on the ground struggling with his throat.

This scene made Jia Kedao cry and laugh a little, and had to pour a little runic water into it to treat the scalding of the throat.

Jia Kedao temporarily settled by the waterhole, built a simple wooden house, and usually went to the surrounding forest to collect medicinal herbs in addition to meditation, and then concocted dry goods that were easier to store.

And the goblin Cook is under the supervision of Jia Kedao, and he lifts stones every day to boil his body, even if all the medicinal properties he eats are stimulated.

After a few days, this Cook's body has become a lot stronger under the conditioning and exercise of the medicinal diet, although it is still just a nod, but the body can puff out a little muscle.

At this time, Jacodao began to teach Cook the method of breathing and breathing.

This goblin Cook is now a pet retinue adopted by Jacodao, not to mention anything else, a little self-preservation ability is needed.

For Jia Kedao to teach him the method of breathing and breathing, if he is replaced by an ordinary human being, I am afraid that he will immediately kneel on the ground and kowtow to Jia Kedao, but this Cook is a goblin, where does he know the preciousness of this method of breathing and breathing, and he thought that Jia Kedao, the big demon king, saw that he was not pleasing to his eyes and deliberately tortured himself.

Of course, in terms of the intelligence level of the goblin, it is indeed difficult to learn this method of breathing and breathing in a short period of time, and the thought that this is torture for himself, coupled with the original lazy character of the goblin, makes Cook worthy of three days of fishing and two days of drying nets when practicing the method of breathing and breathing.

After Jia Kedao found out this, he was not polite at all, and directly pasted a yellow sorghum charm on Cook's face.

In the dreams created by the Yellow Sorghum Charm, Cook would either be clung to its ass with a thin needle from below, or squeaked and squeaked by a thunderbolt.

In this way, after Cook recovered from the dream created by the Yellow Sorghum Fu, he became honest, and he no longer dared to cheat and play tricks, even if he knew little about the method of breathing and breathing, he had to honestly follow Jia Kedao to meditate every day.

Well, at least for a short time, I don't dare to slack off.

Time passed day by day, Jia Kedao meditated every day, sorted out the meridians, adjusted qi and blood, and recited the true scriptures of the beginning of the text.

"Saying that I am a deed, the meaning of the above is subtle, and the other cares about non-words and non-knowledge. The meaning is not true, and the reason is to the heavens. Retreat also way, Zhiyu. ”

On this day, Jia Kedao sat upright by the waterhole, felt something, and began to recite the true scriptures upside down.

During this time, although Jia Kedao can recite this text backwards, although he can memorize it backwards, it has always been a little unsmooth, after all, this backward recitation is very different from the correct reading, whether it is grammar or meaning, well, in Jia Kedao's initial view, this backward recitation has no meaning.

This time, Jia Kedao inexplicably felt unobstructed, and for a while he recited it like a stream, and when the last Yu character was recited, the Tao Te Ching on Jia Kedao's chest was scattered with a burst of blue light.