In the mountains and forests, the leaves of the big trees are thin, half yellow and half gray, and the wild grass is sparse and loose.

The rabbit in the grass, the pheasant on the dead branch, saw Su Ziang and Qing Yao burrowing into the woods, as if guessing that the two were bad guys who came to find meat to eat, and they didn't say a word while greeting them, and immediately disappeared without a trace.

Under the supervision of Qing Yao, Su Ziang worked hard to use thirty-six tricks, even coaxed and deceived, and it took two hours to catch two kind-hearted pheasants.

The pheasant was washed in a mountain spring, Su Ziang was taught by Gonggong Feng, smeared with the seasoning prepared from Pingyuan County, and set up a fire, the most important thing to roast the pheasant is to control the fire, the fire will be roasted when it is big, and the fire is small and the roast is not cooked, the best way is to burn some coarse firewood thoroughly, and slowly roast it with the embers of coarse matches, after two pillars of incense, five or six coarse firewood has been burned through, and the pheasant is roasted.

The firelight flickered, and the pheasant fat was roasted out drop by drop, and the dripping of "zi, zi, zi," was in the charcoal fire, and an attractive smell of barbecue meat permeated the mountain forest.

"Sister Qingyao, if we have been secretly out for so long, will Senior Sister Jin lose her temper?" Su Ziang's voice revealed worry.

"Fabei, let's just talk back to her. Qing Yao's eyes only had the roast chicken dripping with oil on the charcoal fire, and she responded casually: "Except for the two of us, she has no good friends." ”

"Sister Qingyao, do you think we will happen to find Maitreya Buddha's letter in the afternoon and make a great contribution. Su Ziang was roasting the pheasant, and he had nothing to say.

"Brother Ziang, don't dream, didn't you see that the disciples who brought those Yuanying Realm disciples from Changchun Hall didn't go with us?" Qing Yao stared at the pheasant that was about to be roasted, and also explained casually: "They are going around every day, and we came to Pingyuan County to increase our experience and prepare for meritorious service in the future." ”

"Oh, I know, let's just come to Plains County to have a good time, just a few people......"

On the edge of the mountain forest, there is a small ravine, and the wild grass in the ditch makes a loud noise, Chu Tian and the little fat man show their heads in the wild grass, with a lewd and evil smile, half-hidden in the wild grass, peeking into the woods.

"Alright, alright, blow and eat, don't burn your mouth. Su Ziang handed a tender roast chicken to Qing Yao.

"Hmm," Qing Yao first smelled the fragrance of the roast chicken, the willow eyebrows danced happily, and swallowed a big mouthful of saliva with a "grunt", Su Ziang reminded: "Sister Qing Yao, this chicken paw and chicken butt are a little mushy, don't eat it." ”

"Hmm. Qing Yao looked at the other pheasant in Su Ziang's hand, and suddenly asked, "Brother Ziang, should the senior brother care about the junior sister?"

"Of course, what's wrong?"

"A pheasant is so little, I can't eat it in two bites, and then what if I'm not full?" Qing Yao smiled slyly, looking at the pheasant in Ziang's hand, and her intentions were self-evident.

"Oh, oh, I'll give you this one too. Su Ziang roasted the pheasant for a long time, and he sweated all the time, but he was robbed by Qing Yao halfway, he reluctantly handed the pheasant in his hand to Qing Yao, and said, "I only eat dry food." ”

Qing Yao smiled, took the roast pheasant handed by Su Ziang, smelled the wood fragrance, and raised her eyebrows and opened her mouth to gnaw.

"Stop, stop!" a gray-robed monk strode into the forest, shouting and looking anxious. "Two little donors, this chicken can't be eaten. ”

The gray-robed monk was tall and thin, the gray robe on his body was hanging on his body and floating in the wind, and a pair of monkey eyes were staring at the roast pheasant, and he was looking at the two with a smile.

If you use one word to describe this monk, it is "thin", and if you use two words to describe him, it is "mountain monkey".

"This eminent monk. Qing Yao had always had reverence for all the monks since she saw Ren Fangyuan in Xiushui Peak, and when she heard this, she immediately asked, "Why can't you eat the roasted pheasant?"

"Amitabha, the two little donors don't know anything. The gray-robed monk said with a serious face: "Although this pheasant has no grade, it is a local alien species called the five-step soul-breaking chicken, which feeds on mountain poisoning insects all year round, and the blood contains highly toxic substances, and the locals must clean up the poison before they can eat it." ”

"Five-step soul-breaking chicken, it's terrifying to hear the name. Qing Yao stuck out her tongue in fright, and asked seriously: "Can it really poison me to death?"

"Amitabha, the five steps of the soul break, never make a mistake. The gray-robed monk proclaimed the Buddha's name and said: "The little monk saves people's lives, wins the seventh-level floating slaughter, and is willing to take action to poison the two little benefactors." ”

"Monk, will you get rid of poison?"

"The monks don't talk about it, the little monk does three good deeds every day, and today this is the second good. The gray-robed monk stretched out a dry hand and urged, "Hurry up and give the two pheasants to the little monk." ”

"Hmm. Qing Yao handed over the two pheasants suspiciously, looking ignorant.

"Amitabha, the little monk first casts a spell for the little donor to detoxify. The gray-robed monk took the pheasant, chanted a few verses, and hurriedly tore the pheasant apart, and gnawed it down.

"What about the poison of the five-step soul-breaking chicken? Isn't the monk not eating meat?"

"Amitabha, this chicken is too poisonous. The gray-robed monk quickly ate the pheasant in his hand, tore the other pheasant apart, and muttered: "I'm trying to see if this one is very toxic." ”

"Stinky monk, look for a fight. Su Ziang came to his senses, stepped forward with an arrow, pinched the trick, and a stream of water arrows flew out from his fingertips, brilliant as a lock to the left ankle of the gray-robed monk.

The gray-robed monk's upper body twisted, his right foot did not move, his left foot retreated, and he gently and skillfully let Su Ziang's water arrow lock technique.

"Ah, dead monk, do you dare to lie to me?" Qing Yao came to her senses, her little face turned red with anger, and in the midst of screaming, a piece of green silk danced wildly in the woods, wrapping around the gray-robed monk.

"Haha......" The gray-robed monk had a chicken leg in his mouth, jumped up, avoided the entanglement of the green silk, kicked his feet on a mountain rock, and fled away along the mountain beam, shouting from afar: "Delicious, delicious, the Buddha is gone." ”

A roast pheasant that smells of it actually makes people cheat it out of their mouths! Qing Yao has never eaten this breath since she was a child, and her willow eyebrows are upside down, like an angry little peacock, flying and chasing after her like a wisp of green smoke.

"Sister Qingyao, don't chase, this person is unfamiliar, I'll catch two more pheasants to roast ......" Su Ziang shouted twice, and seeing that Qing Yao had already chased far away, he hurriedly followed.

As soon as there was a sound of withered grass in the ravine outside the forest, Chu Tian and the little fat man stood up, looked at the two people chasing from afar, and looked at each other.

"The little fat man went to report to Senior Sister Jin, and cut down trees along the way to leave marks. Chu Tian threw down a few words, stared at Su Ziang's back in the distance, and flew after him.

"Grandma's, I wanted to see a lot of fun, but I exposed myself. The little fat man paused, turned around and ran towards the head of Yunshantun Village.

In a mountain with towering ancient trees, the branches and leaves are scattered everywhere, and the strange rocks stand hideously, revealing a vicious and barbaric atmosphere.

The gray-robed monk is like a big monkey, only drilling around in the mountains and forests, because there are trees and weeds to block, Qing Yao has the wind control technique and a crane cloud technique but can't catch up, but the angry thing is that this big monkey saw that Qing Yao and Su Zi were far away, so he stopped to nibble on two pheasants, and spit out two chicken bones into the air with a "poof", looking arrogant.

"Sister Qingyao, don't chase it, this monk has bad intentions, come back, ......"

Su Ziang's cultivation was slightly worse than Qing Yao, and he couldn't catch up, so he could only shout from afar, Qing Yao didn't seem to hear it, his figure was like the wind, and he didn't even want to turn his head, dozens of feet away, Su Ziang could feel a wave of anger coming from the beautiful junior sister.

The three of them followed each other like shadows, all the way over the mountains, through a strange rock with vicissitudes of edges and corners, and the line of sight suddenly opened up, and a cottage with huge stones piled up.