"Why are you only coming back now?" Wu Wu said to Ye Dong, "I'm hungry, hurry up and go eat and cook." ”

"I said," Ye Dong smiled, "Without me, what can you do sister, you don't know how to cook when you're hungry." ”

Wu Wu was a little surprised in his heart, this kid was so sad in the barren mountain before, running wildly and bursting into tears, it had only been a long time, and when he came back here, he became like a nobody. If he hadn't seen that scene, he would have thought that nothing had happened to him, or even that he had encountered something good, or that he had achieved something in his cultivation.

If she hadn't seen that scene before, she would definitely have asked Ye Dong at this time: How is your cultivation, and is there any progress?

She saw it, so she couldn't ask like that, but pretended not to know anything, urging Ye Dong to cook and divert his attention.

Wu Wu sighed in his heart, this flying knife stunt is a martial art, without the assistance of internal strength, the power is limited, it is difficult to achieve the realm of human and knife integration, free retraction.

Although there are many masters of external skills in this world, it is almost impossible for Ye Dong's weak body to cultivate pure external skills. Even if there are some achievements, they are very limited, and it is difficult to achieve them, let alone achieve them.

After thinking about it so much, she pretended to be annoyed on her face and said, "There is a ready-made labor force, why should I do it myself?"

Ye Dongdao: "What are the ingredients today?"

"There were sea bass, ham, tomatoes, eggs. Wu Wu actually replied patiently, in normal times, she would definitely turn her face, sit down on the chair, and directly drop a sentence to see for herself.

"Well, you can make a steamed sea bass, a fried ham, and a ......" Ye Dong muttered as he walked into the kitchen.

Ye Dong skillfully scraped off the fish scales, cut the ham slices, tomatoes, and mixed the eggs, and then lit the firewood in the stove hole.

With a "boom", it was like dry wood meeting a blazing fire, and the stove hole quickly burned.

Pour the oil, fry for a while, put down the chopped ginger and garlic, and suddenly the aroma is permeating and coming to the nose.

Seeing that the time was almost up, Ye Dong quickly poured the ham slices into it and fried them. While wielding a spatula, he hummed a little song: "Square inch place, jingle collision, I love this small kitchen, steaming and stir-frying, yellow stew and fragrant, spicy lights up your eyes......"

"Drop a drop of that life vinegar, cut off a few slices of ginger, the fireworks in the world are as beautiful as a delicacy, and provoke the gods to taste ...... a few times"

"Let the taste buds dance, the lips and tongue applaud together, the salt is the vinegar of the bride, and the wine has to be the best man......"

"Let that smile stop, the fragrance fills the room, the chef loves the kitchen, I am crazy for that cooking. ”

In that cheerful singing, delicious dishes were born.

Ye Dong's singing voice in the kitchen was naturally heard by Wu Wu, and she asked with some curiosity, "What were you singing just now?"

Ye Dong put down a plate of dishes and said, "I'm crazy about cooking." ”

"Sounds good, I can't tell you have such talent at such a young age. ”

Ye Dong thought so, nodded, his face was solemn, and said, "Many times, when I look in the mirror, I can't see it very well. ”

Wu Wudao: "It's almost done, full of losses, humble benefits." ”

"Do I look like I'm proud and complacent?" Ye Dong asked.

"You won. Wu Wu had the feeling of hitting his fist on cotton.

In this secluded place in Lizhou, Ye Dong and Wu Wu lived like this.

The division of labor between the two is clear, Wu Wu has his own things to do every day, and Ye Dong doesn't know what it is, but she will come back from shopping for vegetables every time she has a meal, while Ye Dong practices flying knives at night, and is responsible for cooking during the day, sweeping the floor, wiping the table, and the like.

Later, Wu Wu seemed to have more things to do, and Ye Dong also did the grocery shopping.

In this way, after another few months, Wu Wu rarely came back even for dinner.

Ye Dong made the dish, but for some reason, the cooking method has not changed, the heat has not changed, the amount of oil and salt has not changed, but it doesn't seem to have the same taste as before.

Ye Dong looked at the food on the table, a little distracted, and couldn't swallow it.

"What's wrong with you?"

After a few moments, his gaze slowly swept over the room, and when he looked out of the room, there was silence outside, and then he said to himself, "It seems to be a little deserted here." ”

After eating, Ye Dong packed everything up, walked around the neighborhood a few more times, and felt a little bored, so he came to the barren mountain.

It was already covered with traces left by him, and he knew the parts of the scarecrow by heart, and he could accurately hit each part even with his eyes closed.

In order to practice throwing knives well, he tied sandbags and iron blocks to his legs and arms, and jumped and ran on the barren mountains and wild forests every day, day after day, without stopping.

In order to enhance the strength of his body's muscles, even if he doesn't like to eat meat, he can't miss two or three catties of meat every day.

Strange to say, although his strength has been greatly enhanced, his muscle explosiveness, toughness, and endurance have been greatly improved, but his appearance does not seem to have changed much, he still looks a little weak, and he looks a little sickly.

At this moment, Ye Dong was looking at the forest in front of him, and the few trees on the edge had become scarred and scarred, which was a testimony of his flying knife.

He stepped forward and gently stroked the deep and shallow knife marks with his hand, which he had infused with painstaking efforts.

From the initial ten zhang to the current fifty zhang, without cultivating internal strength, he can accurately shoot the flying knife firmly into the position of the tree trunk, and the speed, strength, and accuracy are already good.

But Ye Dong was not satisfied.

"No matter how realistic this scarecrow is and how strong the trunk is, they all have a big drawback. Ye Dong muttered to himself, "They are not people, people will dodge." ”

Practice makes perfect, after such a long time of practice, Ye Dong can not only send the knife from all angles and in various postures, whether it is a forward throw, an oblique throw, a head-on throw, a back throw, or a throw, he can almost reach the realm of seeing to the heart.

The throwing knife was hidden in his bosom and hidden in the sleeve of his right hand.

Just shaking off the flying knife in his hand from his sleeve, he practiced it no less than a thousand times.

He wanted the action of the throwing knife to precede his thoughts.

Before he could think about it, those wicked people who bullied him, all kinds of demons and monsters, had already died under Xiao Ye's flying knife.

He's going to live!

In this way, Ye Dong's position changed from the periphery of the woods to the inside of the woods.

The terrain inside is not suitable for throwing knives, or it is very difficult to cast knives.

Rugged, dense vegetation, and narrow places are all nemesis of flying knives, but what Ye Dong has to do is to overcome these nemesis.

No matter what about the unevenness, the coordination and reaction of all parts of your body can be overcome, and as long as you have a foothold, you can keep your body balanced.

What about the dense vegetation, I see six ways and ears listen to all directions, every grass and tree is under control, I know it in my heart, and it is difficult to escape the wind and grass.

What about the cramped place, I minimized the range of action of firing the flying knife, did not wave my arms, and only used the strength of my wrist to complete the action of sending the knife.

Later, he was able to run freely in the forest, flickering and moving, carrying knives like flying, and even shot many wild beasts.

At first, he still chose some small animals, such as pheasants and the like, but as he became more sophisticated, he gradually found it less challenging.

So he set his sights on some large, ferocious beasts.

On this day, Ye Dong had been observing a colorful tiger for a long time, and the fact that he had almost lost his life in the past made him feel uneasy and angry. Now that he has the skill of throwing knives, he has to find this field again.

Although the saber-toothed tiger had already died at the hands of Wu Wu, Ye Dong wanted to know if he had room to flee or resist if the situation at that time occurred again.

He observes the terrain, designs an excellent line of attack, hits an escape route with a single hit, and then begins to quietly infiltrate the tiger's territory.

The tiger stood up from its drowsiness, refreshed its spirits, and looked like it was going out to forage for food, and slowly walked towards the place where Ye Dong was hiding.

Ye Dong adjusted his breathing, raised the reaction and perception of various parts of his body to the highest, and the moment he flashed out, the light flashed, and the flying knife had been shot, hitting the tiger's throat.

The tiger roared wildly and ran towards Ye Dong like a madman, and Ye Dong immediately fled the scene quickly.

According to the previously designed route, the clouds flowed, the body was as light as a swallow, and the speed was extremely fast, so fast that there was an afterimage.

At the beginning, the tiger also ran very fast, and almost caught up with Ye Dong a few times in the middle, but it was always a little bit behind.

After about a few dozen breaths, the tiger's speed gradually slowed down, and after a dozen breaths, the tiger suddenly fell to the ground with a weak foot.

At this moment, it did not lose its breath, Ye Dong walked up slowly, walked in front of it, and looked at it like that.

The tiger fluttered and roared, its eyes showing a fierce light, but there was no deterrent anymore. Then his eyes gradually changed from fierce anger to sad pleading, and finally full of despair, gradually losing his luster and becoming motionless.

A throwing knife can take down a tiger, thanks to the poison dart frog.

Ye Dong couldn't help but think of the picture of shooting poison dart frogs with a flying knife.

After pulling out the knife from the poison dart frog's body, he didn't wipe the toxin off the knife, thinking that it might come in handy in the future.

Ye Dong waited for a while, and after making sure that the tiger was dead, he leaned down and stroked the tiger's fur with his hand, secretly thinking: This tiger skin looks good in color, and it is very soft and warm to the touch......

"Isn't the weather getting colder, isn't winter coming, isn't this a great winter coat?"

Ye Dong showed a satisfied smile and muttered to himself: "I have to help Wu Wuye get one, so that she won't say I'm selfish." ”

But she definitely didn't like tiger fur coats, what animal's fur was both beautiful and warm?

"Well, there it is. Ye Dong's eyes lit up, "Fox." ”