Ji Danhuang woke up in a daze, only to feel that his forehead and neck hurt terribly. Reach out and touch it, good fellow, a big bag has swollen on his forehead. As for the neck, except that it hurts so much that it wants to be broken, there is nothing else abnormal.

Struggling to sit up, Ji Danhuang snorted in pain, and at a glance, he saw Ren Bikong sitting beside him with a sad face holding a hot eight-treasure porridge, and a hard-boiled egg in his hand, which seemed to be prepared for himself.

Smelling the aroma of eight-treasure porridge, my stomach began to protest. Ji Danhuang was not polite, and snatched the egg from Ren Bikong's hand and stuffed it into his mouth. He is really hungry, the eight-treasure porridge is too hot to enter his mouth, so let's eat an egg to cushion his stomach first.

During the time when Ji Danhuang was in a coma, Ren Bikong hurried back to Dragon Island and told his eldest brother about Ji Danhuang's failure to remember the scene in his dream, and asked what to do next by the way. However, the eldest brother obviously didn't expect things to develop like this, and after a moment of silence, he didn't say anything, and let him come back first.

The wake-up plan was not going well, Ren Bikong was in a low mood, and while guarding Ji Danhuang who was in a coma, he pondered what to do next. Before he could come up with a reason, Ji Danhuang woke up with a chirp.

Seeing that Ji Danhuang was awake, Ren Bikong was about to ask him how he felt, but as soon as he looked up, he saw that Ji Danhuang's two eyes instantly burst out with two green lights, staring at the eight-treasure porridge in his hand like a hungry wolf, obviously he hadn't eaten for several days and was hungry. Before Ren Bikong could hand over the eight-treasure porridge, he saw a paw stretched out with lightning speed, and in less than 0.01 seconds, the cooked egg in his hand had already teleported to Ji Danhuang's mouth.

Ren Bikong glared at Ji Danhuang and was silent for three seconds before he said, "Silly apprentice, that egg is used to reduce the swelling of the big bag on your forehead, not for you to eat." This egg has been on your head for a long time, and it is stained with blood oozing from the wound on your forehead!" Raising the hot eight-treasure porridge in his hand, "This is for you." ”

"Uh...... Mutter...... cough cough cough cough ......"

Listening to Ren Bikong's words, Ji Danhuang was startled, and he accidentally choked on an egg, and it was only after slapping and beating that he shook the egg blocked in his esophagus.

Ji Danhuang was evil for a while: "Master, why didn't you say it earlier!"

The bloodshot egg that was rubbed on his forehead for a long time felt disgusting just thinking about it, and he even ate the egg!

How hungry he is! Sure enough, when people are hungry, they become mad.

Ren Bikong said: "You didn't give me a chance to speak! As soon as you opened your eyes, you came over to grab eggs, you have a grudge against eggs? Why don't you see you snatching eight-treasure porridge? Eight-treasure porridge is better than eggs, right?"

Ji Danhuang said seriously: "The eight-treasure porridge is indeed better than eggs, but I am so hungry, the eight-treasure porridge is still steaming, I know that it is hot at a glance, and I can't pour it directly into my mouth when I grab it." Looking at the eight-treasure porridge but it is so hot that I can't eat it, how anxious I must be! That's why I want to take the egg to pad my stomach first, how do I know that the egg is not for eating!"

Speaking of which, shouldn't I be glad that the egg was used to wipe my forehead and not to wipe my jh?

"Speaking of the problem that the eight-treasure porridge is too hot...... Ren Bikong held the eight-treasure porridge in front of Ji Danhuang, "as long as this is the case, it won't be hot immediately." ”

Ji Danhuang watched in astonishment as Ren Bikong's palm holding the porridge bowl suddenly rose with an ice crystal, and quickly covered the porridge bowl. I saw that the heat rising from the eight-treasure porridge suddenly disappeared, and it was many times faster than the cooling speed of the quick-freezing refrigerator!

Ren Bikong looked at Ji Danhuang with a surprised look on his face with a smile, and said with a smile: "How is it?, is this trick very useful?"

Ji Danhuang nodded vigorously: "It's easy to use! Thank you, Master!" reached out and grabbed the porridge bowl.

The porridge is not hot, hurry up and grab it and eat it!

"Hey, don't worry!" Ren Bikong turned his wrist and put the porridge bowl back, "This is the porridge that has been cooled down for me, if you want to eat it, you have to do it yourself." ”

Ji Danhuang watched the delicious food in his mouth go away, and watched Ren Bikong's palm rise red, and the bowl of eight-treasure porridge with a suitable temperature was hot again, and even boiled it gurgling, and his heart suddenly pulled out the cold.

Ji Danhuang wailed: "Master, are you playing tricks on me? I'm really starving to death!"

Somebody to save my stomach!

Ren Bikong smiled and handed the boiling eight-treasure porridge to Ji Danhuang: "The teacher has already said it, if you want to eat it, you can do it yourself." Be careful with the porridge bowl, if you drop it, your ration for today will be gone. Grabbing Ji Danhuang's hand, he put the hot porridge bowl on Ji Danhuang's palm without saying anything.

As soon as he touched the bottom of the bowl, his palm was a heart-piercing pain, and Ji Danhuang was so hot that he grinned, feeling that his palm must have been burned out of the bubbles. But even so, Ji Danhuang didn't dare to throw the porridge bowl out.

This is his ration! If he throws it away, he will continue to starve! Alas, his own master is really ruthless, and he will not wait for him to eat enough to teach him tricks.

Ren Bikong's eyes swept away, and he had already seen through the dissatisfaction in Ji Danhuang's heart: "If you are full, you will not have explosive power to practice." Come on, come on, as a teacher, I'll teach you how to release the cold air. ”

Ji Danhuang endured the pain in his palms, and operated the breath in his body according to Ren Bikong's instructions, not daring to slack off at all. Only then did he know that Ren Bikong belonged to the kind of person who had already made a splash if he didn't make a sound, and once he became mad, he would definitely surpass all mankind!

Maybe it's really as Ren Bikong said, under the torture of hunger, Ji Danhuang is more likely to succeed in cultivation. After only two or three attempts, Ji Danhuang successfully lowered the bowl of boiling eight-treasure porridge to the right temperature.

Ji Danhuang was overjoyed, and hurriedly poured the eight-treasure porridge into his mouth, lest Ren Bikong snatch the porridge bowl again. And Ren Bikong just watched Ji Danhuang drink the porridge in the bowl with a smile, and he didn't have the slightest intention of grabbing it again.

After a bowl of porridge was put down, Ji Danhuang didn't have time to put down the porridge bowl before he heard a thunderous sound erupt in his stomach again, which seemed to be a bigger reaction than before drinking the porridge.

I'm dizzy! What's going on! Didn't I just drink porridge? Why do I feel hungrier than before?

Looking up and seeing Ren Bikong with a cunning smile on his face, Ji Danhuang immediately understood. The bowl of porridge just now was definitely manipulated by Ren Bikong, and drinking it will only make him hungrier!

What is this guy trying to do?

His stomach was so hungry that he was growling, and Ji Danhuang even had the heart to strangle Ren Bikong. was about to get angry a little, but saw Ren Bikong turn around and take a big iron box, and when he opened it, it was full of slices of meat marinated and fragrant.

It's just that these slices of meat are all raw.

Ren Bikong smiled harmlessly: "Good apprentice, haven't you eaten enough?" It doesn't matter, we can still barbecue meat." Rest assured, you'll definitely be able to eat enough this time. Come on, come on, as a teacher, I will teach you how to make a fire with the palm of your hand to barbecue meat. ”

Ji Danhuang Yu cried without tears, so he had to be obedient and continue to work hard.

Ten minutes later, Ji Danhuang raised the air conditioner with one hand to cool down the cold beer, and raised the fire with the other hand to roast the cured meat to the point that it was full of fat and fragrant, and he ate happily. And Ren Bikong, who was sitting opposite him, smiled like an old fox.

Hunger Learning, declared a success!

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