Chapter Ninety-Five: Magical Stew

The two were speechless for a while.

Yun Huang buried his head directly in his chest.

Out of King Heng's cemetery, Zhan Qianchen put down the cloud waste.

Yun Huang looked up, the previous inky smoke cloud had dissipated, and snowflakes fell overhead.

Seeing that the snow was about to fall heavily, the swordsman hurriedly said, "Let's go! It's best to find a place to spend the night before the snow falls." ”

In order to get out of the confines of King Heng's cemetery before dark, they did not stop for a moment, and it was not until Shen Shi that they reached the junction of the three states.

Out of Bingyu Town, the temperature is a little warmer.

The swordsman looked ahead and said, "Are you two going or staying? If you go to a place close to you, you can still go on the road now, if you are far away, you can spend the night in the small village in front of you." ”

Yun Huang glanced at Zhan Qianchen quietly, wanting to hear what he was going to do, but coincidentally, Zhan Qianchen thought the same way.

Seeing that the two of them were silent again, the swordsman looked at the two of them for a long time, and said directly: "Let's go, let's spend the night." Nameless, you will go up with me to the mountains in a moment to hunt some food. This brother and sister haven't eaten for a day. ”

Hearing this, the same look flashed on the faces of Yun Huang and Zhan Qianchen.

The swordsman smiled and walked briskly forward, deliberately leaving them behind. He also said: "I'll go and inquire first, and you can follow!"

In fact, they didn't walk slowly, and they all knew in their hearts that he was leaving under an excuse.

The two walked one after the other for a while, and when they were about to reach the entrance of the village, Zhan Qianchen stopped waiting for her, and couldn't help but ask.

"Where are you going?"

"Wherever you go, count it!"

Zhan Qianchen was silent, and after a while, he asked again: "Have you ever thought about staying?"

"Stay?" Yun Huang looked at the person with lowered eyes and replied, "Wandering boat, where will it be its harbor." ”

"Actually, I ......"

"Actually, I know. Yun Huang suddenly cut off his words and slowly turned his gaze away from his face. "I know, those are extravagant hopes, how can someone like me be..."

"Cloud Wilderness ......" Zhan Qianchen didn't want to listen to her arrogant.

"Don't say it, listen to me. Yun Huang interrupted Zhan Qianchen's words again.

She was afraid, afraid that after falling into his tenderness again, she was greeted by the bone-chilling cold.

"Growing up, when I believed I had it, I was bound to lose. The deeper the desire, the deeper the hurt. For this reason, I always take care of every item and cherish each person. But I found that even if I tried my heart and my life, they would still leave me. ”

"Cloud famine. Zhan Qianchen muttered again, his tone was full of helplessness about the world, "Creation makes people, some things are not human's will. ”

"Yes, there are some things, some people, although I have taken care of them with my heart and life, but I can't do it after all!"

"Hey, nameless, I've found a place, come here. The call of a swordsman was heard ahead.

Yun Huang glanced at the gray sky, suddenly smiled, and said to him, "Thank you Shaoxia for taking care of you along the way." I'll cook dinner tonight, thank you for it!"

As she spoke, she strode in the direction of the swordsman and asked aloud, "Is there a stove?"

"Yes, yes. Come, I'll show you. ”

The swordsman took Yun Huang into the fence courtyard, a small earthen house, and a small earthen stove room.

Yun Huang looked at it, entered the dark stove room with him, and listened to the knife guest: "No way, this is the only old woman's house who is willing to stay overnight." ”

"It's okay, but there are oil lamps?"

"Yes, I'll send it to you in a moment, and I'll go hunt for something to eat with Nameless, or I'll be hungry at night." ”

"Okay, there's work. ”

The swordsman nodded, and after sending the lamp after a while, he dragged Zhan Qianchen who had just come in and left.

Zhan Qianchen still looked back twice, but saw that Yun Huang staggered when he looked over.

After they left, Yun Huang picked up a small bowl of rice and vegetable leaves on the table and began to get busy.

This time he came out to hunt, and Zhan Qianchen was particularly eager. After a while, he threw him a pheasant, and hurried back.

The swordsman saw it in his eyes and persuaded with a smile: "Brother, how can you do some words in your heart, you should be coaxed to admit your mistakes." Be reserved in front of your sweetheart, and sooner or later the game will be over. ”

Zhan Qianchen paused, listened to it, but didn't say anything.

The swordsman was anxious and said, "You, one day she left with someone, and you won't have time to regret it." ”

Ren Daoke persuaded him all the way, but Zhan Qianchen was like a dumb person, and he didn't make a sound.

Finally, when he was almost at the entrance of the village, he shook his head helplessly and said, "I'll clean up this pheasant, and you can give her a hand." ”

This time, Zhan Qianchen did as he was told.

Zhan Qianchen walked quickly to the gate of the fence courtyard, and when he saw the bright light of a bean in the stove room, he spontaneously had an illusion of returning home.

He walked outside the stove to think about something, and after a while, he lowered his head and went into the stove.

The stove room is very small, a small oil lamp the size of a bean on the small table flickers on and off, and in front of the stove, Yun Huang rolled up his sleeves, tied up his skirt, and looked at the steaming pot.

Seeing him come in, she looked up and smiled at him, and said, "You're back, the meal is almost ready, you can sit down for a while!" With that, she put down the lid of the pot, filled the other pot with water, and said, "Why did you come back empty-handed?"

Zhan Qianchen was suddenly stunned, and the expression and tone of Fang Cai Yunhuang were quite similar to the lady waiting for the rice to be put into the pot and questioning the husband who returned empty-handed.

After Yun Huang asked, he saw that Zhan Qianchen's expression was a little erratic, and suddenly remembered that when they were together before, he would also show such a look because of a certain sentence and a certain situation.

Is this a reminder of her again?

For a moment, Yun Huang felt an indescribable feeling in his heart. Cloud wilderness, cloud wilderness, you obviously know that you can't hope for it.

"It's coming, it's coming. "The knife guest didn't enter the door, but the voice went through the door.

The two men with their own hearts immediately came back to their senses.

Yun Huang stretched out his hand to take the pheasant he handed over, glanced at it, processed the pheasant by the stove, and threw it into the pot.

Seeing that there was not enough firewood in the stove, the swordsman was about to add some new firewood, but was stopped by Yun Huang.

"There is not much firewood, so let's leave more for the elderly. ”

"Then this fire has to be stewed until midnight, are you sure you don't add it?"

"It should be fine, you see!" Yun Huang twisted her fingers and turned her palm, and the flame of the red lotus bloomed in her palm, and she pushed the flame into the stove, and the flame burned brightly.

When the swordsman saw it, he couldn't help but sigh, "Tut, I've traveled all these years, and it's the first time I've seen someone stewed with magic, my younger brother and sister really know how to play, haha......"

Yun Huang also thought it was funny, smiled, and replied: "I just started the fire for a long time and couldn't light it, I wanted to try it, who knows it will really work." It's not bad, I've learned another survival skill, and I don't have to worry about starving to death in the future. ”

"Look what you say, there is a nameless brother, how can you starve and freeze. ”