He seemed to be in a hurry. ”

"I think so too. ”

"In this way, he is definitely not a genius. ”

"Definitely not, but he should be a very powerful saint. ”

"Who's that?"

"Well, I don't know. ”

"Horn~"

“......”

The sun is high and the sun is shining.

Rain and fog are shrouded in rain and fog, and rainbows are colorful.

At noon, Shouchun North Ridge, among the mountains.

Thick black smoke slowly drifted from an inconspicuous mountain col. The smoke was pungent, like something had been burned.

In the col were two teenagers, muttering and whispering.

A mask made of rough banana leaves, hung over their faces, leaking only two eyes. Their eyes were teary-eyed with the spicy smoke, but they kept picking up the less dry firewood from the ground and throwing it into the fire in front of them...

"Crackle~"

The fire burned and crackled.

The thick black smoke was burned by this fire.

Above the fire, there was a wooden barrel that was about to burn through. The barrel was filled with all kinds of black and slimy herbal syrup. The grass smell is scorched with smoke, and the taste is extremely disgusting, almost disgusting. And these disgusting things were collected by Xia Xun for half a day, riding around on a white horse and running around several mountains. Among them are wormwood, fishy soil, leech nests and other side herbs. As for what this does, Mo Xian didn't know, but he didn't ask. As he once said, the plotter commands, the general holds the sword, and he never bothered to ask more about things that should not be bothered by him. Because, he only needs to stabilize the three-foot Qingfeng on his body, and that's it.

And Xia Xun, not to mention, he must have his own ideas...

After the god stick left, Xia Xun did not rush into the canyon. Instead, he led Mo Xian, rode a white horse, and cautiously and cautiously explored the mountains and forests within a radius of 100 miles. Most of the results of the exploration were not different from what was expected, but the heavy fog in the canyon was much beyond Xia Xun's imagination. The fog in the canyon was so heavy that it was like a large mass of gray-white cotton, which was forcibly stuffed into a ravine. You can't see anything from the sky, as long as you enter the fog, you will immediately reach out and lose your fingers, and the gray is boundless. And in the mist, the cold and damp was so cold that people panicked, and they couldn't wait to leave immediately, and even the white horse became extremely flustered.

After returning from the investigation and weighing it again, Xia Xun secretly came to a conclusion.

They were fooled again...

The god said that there was no corpse in the canyon.

Now that Xia Xun thinks about it, he can't wait to slap him to death. Look at the coldness of the evil qi, it is cold to the bone! Frozen into the heart! To be able to gather such a cold and cut yin qi, it is not said that there is a corpse, even if it raises thousands of corpses, Xia Xun does not feel strange at all.

So, now he doesn't even regret his intestines.

If history could repeat itself, he would definitely not hesitate to tie up the magic stick and force him to accompany him into the canyon. Because, with the ability of the god stick to control the clouds and fog, even if it is not good, it should be no problem to keep a peace, how can he still use so many messy things?

"Senior brother, I'll leave this fire to you, and I'll go and get rid of the duck first. ”

"Hmm. ”

Xia Xun gave Mo Xian an explanation, turned around and walked to the other end of the col. Since the southeast wind was blowing at this time, the wind was not strong, and the col was facing south, so there was not much smoke at the other end of the col.

The handsome white horse crawled on the grass, snoring.

There was a stove made of stones and mud, and there it was installed. The dry branches burned the flames, and two wooden sticks on the stove were strung with two bare fat ducks. The fat duck was brought by Mo Xian from the forest at the foot of the mountain, and because of the lack of natural enemies, it grew very fat, and a single duck was half a human body wide. Under the soft fire, the golden skin and flesh become round and firm, and the surface skin layer not only oozes greedy oil, but also exudes a crispy meat aroma, overflowing...

"Senior brother, what flavor do you want to eat?"

"Whatever you want. ”

"Is it hot and sour?"

"It doesn't matter. ”

"Oh..."

Xia Xun took out the knife and bamboo tube that he always had on his body from his arms.

The bamboo tube opens the lid and is placed under the seat. He first held a knife and carefully baked the belly, ribs, legs, and wings of the two roast ducks, cut several small openings, and carefully sprinkled some ginger flowers and minced wild onions on the side. Then gently turn the wooden sticks on the stove to evenly cover every inch of duck meat at the soft grilling temperature. Every few turns, Xia Xun will sprinkle some ginger flowers and wild onions at any time, and add a small spoon of water from time to time, which not only ensures the flavor of cooking, but also prevents the roast duck from being roasted coarsely old due to the loss of fat. This cycle is repeated, and the cooking is very patient and exquisite.

"Senior brother. ”

"Huh?"

"Medicine, fry for a while, then turn to a fine heat and boil slowly. ”

"Okay. ”

"After lunch, you will rest for a while? Anyway, it will take a while for the medicine to cool down. ”

"No, I'll walk around. Mo Xian coldly refused.

Turning the wooden stick, pouring some water, and sniffing the concentration of meat by going to the nose, it should have been five ripe. Xia Xun turned over the roast duck and said again: "I think it's better for you to raise some strength." That canyon is not a joke, there will inevitably be corpses, and there are definitely a lot of them, and they must be dangerous. ”

"How dangerous?"

"The yin qi is very heavy, if it is generally evil, it is fine, but I am afraid that the corpse has become a zombie, then it is terrifying. ”

"Oh, it doesn't matter. ”

"Uh..."

Mo Xian is cold, it has always been like this, and this time is no exception, whether it is a question or an answer, it is only completed in a few words, and people are rejected thousands of miles away. And Xia Xun has obviously been used to it for a long time. Habitually, with a smile, he took out a handful of copper plates from the sleeves of his shirt, and sprinkled them on the spot under the seat next to him, on the ground...

"Jingle Bell"

"I'll have to rest later, I'm too tired to do it. ”

"Yes. ”

The copper plate fell, jingled, random and irregular, so I don't know what it meant. The fat duck on the stove still kept turning at a constant speed. The golden crispy skin is moist like wax and shiny. Ginger flowers and wild onions are baked at high temperatures, which have been perfectly matched with the tender duck meat, and the moist duck fat blends with the fresh vegetable oil, exuding a different kind of fresh fragrance.

Xia Xun said again: "Senior brother, since you don't rest, then you can help me do something, right?"

"What?"

"Take advantage of the noon yang energy to break the outer formation first and vent your anger. ”

"How to break?"

"Wait a minute, let me swing..."

Xia Xun leaned down slightly, and adjusted the displacement of the copper plates scattered on the ground slightly. Mo Xian picked up a few handfuls of dead branches and threw them into the fire. The damp firewood met the raging fire, and immediately burned thick black smoke. On the fire, the herbal paste boiling in the barrel was no longer visible, it was black and mushy, and there were constantly blisters bursting, which was very disgusting. Mo Xian turned his face sideways, did not speak, and quietly looked at the copper plate that Xia Xun was fiddling with.

But how long, about dozens of breaths...

The copper plates scattered on the ground are already almost as good as they are.

Looking down from above, dozens of copper plates with two red ropes were casually placed by Xia Xun into a pattern similar to the Qimen Bagua Array. However, it is different from the common Qimen Bagua diagram, this array diagram only has four arrays and six trigrams, with a formation base but no array palace, and there are many gravel scattered inside and outside the array hexagram, as if it is making some kind of mark, which makes it difficult for people to understand.

"Look here. ”

Xia Xun picked up a slender dead branch and sat up straight. He pointed to the lower right side of the formation with a dead branch, on a small pebble.

"This is a map of the mountain terrain and veins within a radius of 70 miles, the copper coin is the formation point, the formation boundary, the formation base, the red rope is the formation guide, and the gravel is the mountains and forests everywhere. Our current location is here, this is the canyon, here is the forest under the mountain, and here, here, here are all the formations in our vicinity, corresponding to the mountains everywhere. After an early investigation, we basically determined that the outermost arrangement in the canyon should be the Four Elephant Locking Spirit Array. ”

As he spoke, Xia Xun followed the withered branches and went to the four corners of the copper plate on the formation map one by one.

"The four elephants take the green dragon, the white tiger, the vermilion bird, the Xuanwu, the four mountains as the base of the four elephants, the mountains and forests are the formation, and the formation is planted with hundreds of miles of old acacia to isolate the weather and wind here. In such a few years, the terrain of the four directions outside the 100-mile boundary will be subtly transformed into a funnel terrain. ”

The mouth does not stop, and there are several dead branches and stones.

"The topography of the funnel, as its name suggests, is wide in front and narrow in the back. ”

"The mountains, main roads, and mountain tops outside the formation of the wind inlet, and the ten sides of the valley dig countless corridors, and the tuyere forms a circuitous terrain with each other, but there is no exit. Therefore, when the tide of the four directions arrives with the wind at this time, it can only enter but not exit, and rotate in place. Over the years, there is a cold and dense fog in the canyon where you can't see your fingers. Therefore, if we want to enter the valley, we must first break this array. And to break this formation, it is actually not difficult, as long as we find the eye of the formation and destroy it. But..."

That's it.

Because, the roast duck on the stove is already cooked, and the meat is fragrant and crispy. The golden skin has been baked red, and the red delicate skin is very bright, which is very eye-catching.

Xia Xun couldn't speak, hurriedly freed his hand, picked up the two roast ducks on the stove, and at the same time picked up the bamboo tube placed on the ground, shook it lightly a few times, and conveniently sprinkled the powder in the bamboo tube on the skin and flesh of the roast duck.

"Sasha..."

The powder in the bamboo tube should be cumin powder, purple pepper, mustard and other ingredients from the north. Because, when the powder falls on the roast duck and melts at high temperature, it instantly bursts out with a unique spicy taste of the northern style, which makes people hungry for food, and their appetite suddenly rises, and their mouths begin to be greedy.

"It's okay... I almost got sucky. ”

Pour over the ingredients and apply lightly.

Muttering a few words in a heartfelt manner, he set about removing half of the fire from the bottom of the stove, and then put the two roast ducks back on the stove. Let the seasoning slowly soak into the skin and flesh of the roast duck under the heat of the stove.

After finishing the roast duck, Xia Xun picked up the dead branch again, nodded to the middle of the copper plate on the ground, and continued: "But, the difficulty is that the people who set up the formation are very clever. He hid the four eyes of the Sixiang Mountains into the core of the canyon with the medium of the old acacia in the mountains. The outer part of the canyon is covered by a thick fog, and there will inevitably be traps and ambushes or other dangers on the road into the valley, and those who come will either die or be injured if they rush in. Therefore, if we want to break the formation, we still have to break through this fog first, which is the best policy. ”

"How do you break through the fog?"

"It's not difficult to break through the fog, it's just very troublesome..."

"Shhhhh

Xia Xun held the withered branches in the four sides of the formation, each drawing a long thin mark.

"Senior Brother only needs to cut out a path about two zhang wide and unobstructed in these four formation base mountains, from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain, from the inside to the outside, from the bottom to the top. Remember, all things that stand in the way, such as locust trees, boulders, and tree heads, must be cut down and must not be left behind. Only by keeping the four channels unblocked, we are equivalent to digging four leaks in the Four Elephant Locking Spirit Array, and the moisture that has accumulated in the array for many years will continue to leak out of the outside world through the leaks, and half of this array will be broken. When the fog has thinned, we can go into the valley and explore again. ”

"Understood. ”

"Is it difficult?"

"No problem. ”

"Well..."

"Yes. ”

Xia Xun said in detail, Mo Xian didn't need to ask more, and he knew what to do next with a little imagination. With a light response, he turned around and threw the few dead branches and firewood that remained beside him into the fire one after another. Thick black smoke, dazzling and choking, bursting sparks, crackling, black ointment has become charred glue, and even the stench of disgusting people is not much left.

At the other end, most of the flames in the stove have been extinguished, and the remaining crispy and fragrant wisps. Xia Xun took the emerald red roast duck off the stick, and then used a knife to carefully cut off the skeleton of its meat, skin, neck, legs and other edible parts with a knife, and neatly arranged it on a wooden plate. Finally, Xia Xun also put the remaining wild onions, put on the sour plum, wild dates and other wild fruits that he picked easily, stirred them into foam, and then added water to make a sauce, and poured them into two small wooden bowls as accessories.

A lunch, two roast ducks, busy before and after, finally busy. It's really hard to imagine that in such a barren mountain and wilderness, when sleeping in the open air, Xia Xun still has the mind to sort out so much effort for a lunch.

Of course, hard work pays off. There is a give, and there is always a return. Isn't it a pleasure to be able to enjoy suffering?