Late at night in the cold snow, pavilions, pavilions, green plum tandoors, sitting and drinking tea, naturally elegant and extraordinary.

In the past few days, Anwar has had a lot of imagination about the worldly master who has countless living people, and when he looks at the picture above the snow lake, he feels that this is exactly what he should do.

At this time, the young man in the snow pavilion raised the wine in his hand and took a shallow sip.

The night breeze lifted the curtain and brought the taste of the cup, and people looked slightly different, because they smelled that it was not tea, but wine. Drinking on a snowy night is also a graceful thing, Anwar thought to himself, bowed respectfully to the small pavilion, and when he raised his head and was about to speak, he found that the young man was gone.

The girl in black also left the table and came to the railing.

Her gaze fell on the shore of the lake, as if she was looking at Anwar and his party, and then seemed to be looking further away. In the shimmer of the snowy night and the mist of the lake, the girl's face was clearer, but it was more blurred, childish but cold and dazzling, like a dream, like a mountain ghost elf.

In such a deserted deep mountain, in a cold snowy night, encountering such a beautiful garden, such a cold and lonely girl, it is easy for anyone to associate some legends. Even Anwar grew up in the Thirteenth Division of Qingjin since he was a child, and his heart was clear, and he couldn't help but have a moment of trance, and even had some inexplicable fear.

But she wouldn't leave, because the young formation master was still lying on a stretcher, and he was going to die at any moment.

Others won't leave because they haven't gotten what they wanted.

"Let's go over and talk about it first. The general frowned.

Of course, this journey to seek medical treatment and medicine will not be too smooth, because it is obvious that the owner of Cinnabar Dan does not want to be discovered his true identity.

The team from the Matsuyama Military Mansion stepped onto the wooden bridge on the lake, and some messy footsteps broke the silence.

The girl in black seemed to be unconscious, looking at a place in the night sky, and there was no emotion on her beautiful and cold face.

Through the dim starlight and lights, Anwar noticed that there were many tiny bubbles tumbling in the lake under the bridge, which burst and then condensed into a mist that filled the surface of the lake, full of humidity and warmth, and it was obvious that the lake was made up of hot springs, and there may even be cracks in the depths of the lake.

When everyone entered the pavilion, the girl in black still did not turn around, still looking out of the fence, as if these uninvited guests did not disturb her mood of drinking on a snowy night.

Or, maybe there are no such people in her eyes at all, even if these people have come to her.

Anwar looked at her and was about to salute again, when he suddenly smelled a smell, and subconsciously looked at the clay stove, his body shook slightly, and his face showed a look of disbelief.

The tandoor is very delicate, but it is not abrupt on the table, and there is an earthen bowl on the stove, and the bowl is gurgling, just like these lakes outside the pavilion.

The wine is in a small pot of carved plums, and it is allowed to be brewed by the wind and snow, so it is not warm wine, nor is it boiling tea, but stewed meat.

A bowl of braised lamb stewed on the tandoor.

Compared with the picture of making tea on a snowy night, this is certainly a little less elegant, but it will not shock Anwar so much.

The reason why she was shocked, and even now couldn't help but show a heartbroken look on her face, was because she could smell it very clearly, and there was a lot of medicinal herbs in this bowl of braised mutton.

Angelica, wolfberry, cloves, sentinella, epimedium......

In this bowl of mutton, she smelled some medicinal herbs, and those were the smells she had once smelled on some kind of elixir.

Mr. Yang, the new medical officer from the Holy Medical Hall, now has a very ugly face.

Because his real identity is Mr. Yang from the Tang Family Medicine Store in Wenshui City, he once personally decomposed that kind of elixir.

He was very sure that the pot of mutton stewed on the stove at this time was mixed with thirty-four kinds of medicinal herbs, which were the medicinal herbs that made up cinnabar pill! Looking at the black-clothed girl on the side of the fence again, his eyes narrowed, sharp as a cold knife, with bitter hostility and anger, like a sentence that seeped through his teeth.

"What a extravagant style!"

Such a remote and deep mountain, in the cold winter season, can have such a beautiful garden, pavilions and pavilions, the owner's family is naturally extraordinary, not an ordinary rich family.

But all of these are not as shocking as this bowl of braised mutton.

"What's wrong?" the general asked in a deep voice, noticing the difference in their expressions.

Anwar didn't have time to do anything, Mr. Yang grabbed the table, picked up his chopsticks and flipped the remaining red braised mutton in the bowl, then poured a glass of wine and sniffed it to the end of his nose.

Just sniffed, Mr. Yang's face turned red, the same color as the mutton in the bowl.

Not drunk, but angry, his angry body kept shaking, and the wine in the cup spilled out, just like the next question with anger.

"This is something that is used to save people's lives, and you actually use it to stew meat and make wine!"

People only understood at this time, and they couldn't help but be shocked, the general's face became even more gloomy, and someone stared at the mutton and wine jug on the table, and their eyes began to glow.

Anwar has woken up from the shock, still feeling heartbroken, but more disappointed and sad.

After knowing Cinnabar Dan, she had too many conjectures about the mysterious doctor, and she always felt that it must be a master of the world who ignored fame and fortune, but ...... The incomparably precious medicine that can keep the front-line soldiers away from death and pain, is it so uncaring for that person? Cinnabar Dan is not a miracle that he painstakingly created to save the common people, but just a game he plays in this world? He is just playing with the family wine like a child, but the people watching from the side are serious...... Isn't the world's cherishment of Cinnabar Dan and the worship of him by people like himself particularly ridiculous in his eyes?

Well, even if it's just a game for the other party, for ordinary people living in the mortal world, it's still a matter of life and death. Anwar sighed helplessly in his heart, hid the sadness, and asked the girl in black, "Excuse me, are you the master of Cinnabar Dan?"

The girl in black turned around, but instead of answering her question, she looked at Mr. Yang. When Mr. Yang discovered that the bowl of mutton and the pot of wine were most likely to contain cinnabar pills, his emotions were completely occupied by the two feelings of anger and absurdity, and he didn't notice that she was looking over.

No one could see the emotions of the girl in black, her immature and beautiful face never had any expression, like eternal ice. Her voice was just as cold, but the meaning was very different from that of ice and snow, full of a lot of enthusiasm, even a little violent, and of course still extremely ridiculous.

"How dare your filthy hand touch my sacred and inviolable wine and meat...... It's really a commendable thing. ”

Everyone including Anwar was stunned and didn't understand what this meant, and Mr. Yang finally woke up and looked over in amazement.

The girl in black's eyes were very bright, and she said, "I haven't eaten human flesh for a long time, thank you for giving me such a perfect reason." ”

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(Say hello to everyone in the New Year, the first article of the new year, mainly about eating meat, tomorrow I will talk about how to get tired of protecting my stomach, hahahaha.) ）