Some young girls who were afraid of cold seemed to believe that the man who was soaking in the lake was not a bad person, and turned around to call their friends to drag Chang Xi back to the shore. Chang Xi waved his hand, and stood up with both hands on the slippery pebble bed like a loach, until his body was out of the lake, his shoulders trembled and shivered, it turned out that it was so cold outside the lake!

The plush scarf on the neck of the young girl swayed in the wind, and the girl couldn't help but giggle when she saw the handsome man in front of her trembling like a chicken in the soup, her palm probed into the mezzanine of the placket on her chest, and pulled out a towel that was covered by body temperature and just wanted to hand it over, but found that the man who was still wet in the last second, and could no longer see a drop of water at this moment, her small mouth opened slightly, and she quickly understood, and said happily: "Brother is a cultivator?"

Chang Xi looked at the kind girl in front of him who was as cute as a young beast, and inexplicably let go of his guard and caution when he walked in the past, and hummed with a smile on his face.

When the girl's friends heard the sound here, they all gathered around, and when they heard the question and answer of the two before, they all cheered. Although Chang Xi didn't know why these young boys and girls were not the slightest wary and afraid to see him, an outsider, their straightforward smiles on their immature faces came from the heart, which Chang Xi, who was overhauling the Yuan Infant Realm, saw clearly in his heart.

Seeing that there were a lot of wild vegetables and fruits in the blue baskets in the children's hands, Chang Xi, who had traveled 20,000 miles north alone when he was a child, squatted down, pointed to their blue baskets, and asked with a smile: "Are you coming out to collect so many wild vegetables, are you going to have a picnic?"

A tiger-headed little guy put the vegetable basket in front of Chang Xi, his eyes were full of admiration, and he asked eagerly: "Brother, did you really jump off the Lechuan River from the bridge and drift all the way to us?"

Chang Xi skillfully fiddled with the wild vegetables in the vegetable basket, picked out some of the weeds that the children mistook for wild vegetables, nodded, and said with a smile: "If you lie, you will be cut off by the king of Yama, what do you say?"

"Oh also!"

The tiger-headed baby burst out with joy, wiped her snot on her sleeves, and said proudly: "I knew that the people who could survive from the Lechuan River were extremely powerful! Brother, you must be hungry if you drifted so far, right? Today is Sister Xi'er's birthday in the Yang Realm, we have collected a lot of delicious food, brother will eat with us?"

Chang Xi looked at the tiger-headed baby's fingers, it turned out that the sister Xi'er in his mouth was the cute girl who was as delicate as a young beast, Chang Xi's half-squatting body was level with her, he couldn't help but rub her plush head, and said: "Then we are really fated, my name also has a Xi character, the same as you." ”

The big black eyes of the young girl suddenly lit up.

Chang Xi stood up, took the blue basket in the hands of the boys and girls, and said with a smile: "You can feast on it today." ”

The quiet lakeside was lively with the laughter of children.

Chang Xi picked up a large pebble from the lakeside and cut it into squares, piled up an earthen stove, boiled a pot of wild vegetable soup, and then sprinkled half a basket of pine mushrooms, and the fresh and fragrant smell suddenly floated on the lakeside for a long time.

The tiger head baby handed Chang Xi a plate of crispy radishes that had just been slipped into mud, and her eyes narrowed happily, "Brother Chang Xi, why are you so good at cooking, such a powerful hero like you, do you have to cook and cook by yourself before you die?"

Chang Xi snapped his fingers and scratched the little guy's nose, and said with a smile: "Your brother, I was not born with a golden key when I was a child, at that time, in order to knock on the fairy gate, I walked a long way through mountains and rivers, and I ate and slept in the wilderness every day, how can I fill my stomach without some craftsmanship?"

Chang Xi picked up a few slices of white radish and put it into his mouth, looked left and right, found that a few key things were missing, and asked, "Don't you have salt grains on you?"

The girl with the same name as Chang Xi spit out her pink and tender tongue and said: "Salt and iron are extremely strictly controlled in our place, and they are very expensive, and they usually can't afford to eat them. ”

The young boys and girls sitting around the stone stove stared at the pot of fragrant wild vegetables, which was already hungry enough, and when they heard the word salt grains, they drooled even more, and the sensible children didn't say anything, and wiped their saliva with their cuffs. It can be seen how precious and rare this condiment that can be seen everywhere in the sun is in their eyes.

The information contained in just one sentence was not too much, Chang Xi chewed it carefully, used the divine consciousness in the sea of consciousness that had not yet recovered completely, and reached into the vigorous bushes around him, as if he was looking for something.

Soon Chang Xi found out, and after saying a word to the boys and girls to calm down, he disappeared into the bushes, leaving the children to look at each other.

Chang Xi came and went like a gust of wind, Xi'er only felt a flower in front of him, and the eldest brother who had disappeared for a while had already sat back beside him in a good manner, and there were a few more bunches of red grass in his hands that they had never looked at before.

The children straightened their necks and looked straight at the big brother who had practiced good cooking skills and was busy with his head down.

Chang Xi picked the flowers and grinded the red stamen grass into red branches and leaves, and after taking a few sticks of grass that would be astringent and bitter in his mouth, he stirred the juice of the two colors together, and then poured it into the palm of his hand and clenched it tightly. When Chang Xi spread out his palms again, the ignorant children exclaimed, the juice of the bouquet of flowers and plants turned into beautiful particles of blue and red at this moment!

Chang Xi sprinkled the palm particles into the wild vegetable soup, and a round little fat man quickly picked up the wooden spoon and scooped it to taste, and cried with joy: "It's the taste of salt, it's the taste of salt!"

The boys and girls couldn't resist the temptation of salt, and they couldn't even take care of the hot mouth, so they feasted on it one after another. Chang Xi handed a bowl to Xi'er, Xi'er took the slightly hot wooden bowl, smiled, and felt that the wind by the lake didn't seem to be so cold today.

"I call this kind of grass with red stamens salt grass, but I didn't expect Huangquan to have it, and the juice ground out of it will have a faint salt taste, but it also needs this astringent grass juice to be stirred together to fully stimulate the taste of salt grass. When I was a child, I lived alone in the mountains, and I relied on this to survive. If you want to eat salt in the future, just mix it like this, just pour the juice into the pot, it's very fragrant. ”

"Hmm. Xi'er wrote it down word for word, looked at the faint golden eyes in Chang Xi's eyes, got up and said very seriously: "Thank you, Brother Chang Xi, with this method, we don't have to go hungry and beg for those expensive salts anymore." ”

"It turns out that the place where you live is called Ning Cuidian?" Chang Xi looked at the green mountains and green waters around him, and nodded, "It's a very beautiful name." ”

In the Huangquan realm where the weak eat the strong, the strong can always get all kinds of worship, like Chang Xi, a person who can fight for his life in the Lechuan River, in the eyes of this group of Ning Cuidian's children, that is, a master, a master, a master, and a master, it is definitely the height of the sky, for the question raised by Chang Xi's brother, the children know everything and say everything, so that Chang Xi finally knows where he is.

This lake is called Colorful Lake, and there is a village called Ning Cuidian not far from the lakeside, which belongs to the Lingzuka Mountain region controlled by the Western Ghost Emperor, and it is a barbarian land that is not very peaceful. If compared with the region of Yangjian Kyushu, it is similar to the barren Cangzhou.

It's just that Chang Xi can know from Xi'er's words that this Western Ghost Emperor who is in charge of the huge Lingzuka Mountain region does not seem to be a well-working Ming monarch, and the harsh taxes and miscellaneous taxes under him are endless, and even villages like Ning Cuidian, which are not even worthy of being marked on the map, have set up a lot of heavy taxes, so that the villagers of Ning Cuidian, who are already struggling on the food and clothing line, dare not speak out.

Chang Xi was silent for a long time, his tail finger was lightly hooked, and his spiritual power swept through the colorful lake to hook up two lines that could not catch fat fish at all, and after disemboweling and washing them, he put them into the pot, and the wooden lid could not stop the appetizing smell of fish at all, Chang Xi opened the pot and took out bowls of milky white fragrant fish soup, and handed them to the young men and girls who were full of mouths but could obediently wait for him to finish the soup.

Watching them gobble, Chang Xi was very relieved and happy.

He had a very strong feeling.

Those who have sinned or have ill intentions in their lives will be judged justly in the Yama Temple, and will be re-incarnated after being punished by the criminal law, and only innocent people who are not riddled with sins and karma will have the opportunity to be sent to live in the Yellow Springs world. This is also the reason why these children are not afraid when they see him, because the real vicious people don't even have the opportunity and qualifications to jump off the Nai He Bridge.

Only the good souls who were approved by Meng Po and the king of Yama could reach here, so why should they be afraid?

These hard-working children died early, but they all had a sincere heart, they did not regard themselves as ghosts, but still regarded themselves as human beings.

"Although it is a ghost body, is humanity immortal?"

Chang Xi muttered softly, his thoughts drifting away like a lake breeze, and the Huangquan world in front of him inadvertently became a little closer to this young man who suddenly had an epiphany.