When Du Heng woke up again, it was already dark. It started to snow outside, and snowflakes as big as goose feathers fell on Jing Nan's barrier but disappeared.

The sky above the barrier is gray and white, and the mountains and shadows not far away have become the foil of the gray and white world. However, the barrier is green and green, and various spiritual plants with their own halos emit various auras.

A barrier separates two worlds. Standing in front of the window of the house, Du Heng was in a daze for a moment. He always felt that this kind of scene was magical. He had never seen such a bizarre scene in modern society. Speaking of which, he had not been to Yikeshu Village for a long time, why did he feel familiar?

It seems that he has been here for a long time, and it seems that he is a tree and a grass in the village. Du Heng looked out the window with a steady look, not knowing how long he had been looking at it.

Guests came from the village. Du Heng saw a big yellow dog lying in the yard. When Du Heng saw Du Heng looking at it, the yellow dog was still shaking his tail at Du Heng. Du Heng waved to the yellow dog, and the yellow dog stretched comfortably, and then continued to lie on the bluestone slab in the yard.

Just when Du Heng wanted to continue looking for a while, the door opened and Xiaoxiao walked in. Seeing Du Heng awake, Xiaoxiao looked at Du Heng with bright eyes. Du Heng smiled: "Xiaoxiao." Xiaoxiao shook her wings and opened her tender yellow mouth to Du Heng. Du Heng:...

No matter how dreamy or magical the scene outside is, Xiaoxiao can always wake him up as soon as possible - it's time for you to eat.

The Du Heng family’s house has no stairs, and is replaced by a teleportation array. As long as you walk forward, you can switch between the first and second floors smoothly.

When Du Heng went downstairs, he saw Jing Nan and Xuan Yu and others in the living room. A burly man was sitting on the chair beside them.

The man's body was a little taller than Xuan Yu. Although he was not as good as the Lianhua Xiyue brothers in Lingxi Town, he was also quite eye-catching in the crowd. The man had a face with a Chinese font, his eyes were sharp, and there was a long scar on his right cheek. He was wearing a gray fur coat, which was rough and steady, and he revealed a bit of honesty and kindness.

Du Heng saluted the man, and then said to Xuan Yu: "Are you a guest?" The man quickly stood up and bowed: "Hello Mr. Du."

Jing Nan introduced: "This is a hunter in the surrounding mountains. Lao Dao comes to the village every day. He heard that the wild creatures in the trap were attacked by monsters before coming to see it." Du Heng nodded quickly: "So that's it, I'm sorry, Master Dao."

Jing Nan smiled and said, "Old Dao is so old and has never been called a master. Today, I can wake up laughing when I go back to sleep." When Du Heng saw it, Old Dao really turned red. Old Dao bowed and said, "Mr. Du has broken me."

People in the demon world will call respected people Mr., and the title of master is not a title for practitioners of a certain profession like modern times. Only real masters and apprentices can call this in the cultivation world. Du Heng blushed, and he involuntarily brought modern habits to the cultivation world.

Du Heng said embarrassedly: "If you don't mind, I will call you Lao Dao like Xuan Yu and the others. What do you think?" Lao Dao bowed: "Mr. Du can do whatever he wants."

Xuan Yu said to Du Heng: "A wild boar came into the third trap, Lao Dao brought it to you. I've dealt with it for you and put it in the kitchen." Du Heng's eyes lit up: "Really? Thank you Lao Dao."

Jing Nan smiled and said to Xuan Yu: "What am I saying? With his physique, the toxicity in the scent of the sac organs has little effect on him."

It turns out that the poison that Du Heng swayed was nothing else, it was the fishy smell he smelled when he arrived at the trap. The wild creatures that died tragically in the trap were called mountain ointment. Mountain ointment liked to eat something a little toxic, and a little poisonous gas would be brought into the organs. Generally, this poisonous gas has little effect on demon cultivators, but it has some impact on human cultivators, so Xuan Yu ignored this issue.

Xuan Yu said seriously: "I have saved the organs for you. Your current cultivation level cannot handle these things. I will give it to you when your cultivation level is higher." Jing Nan's mouth twitched: "What did you say it specifically? If you lose it, you will throw it away, and you will put it away specifically."

Xuan Yu said calmly: "He said you can't waste it." Jing Nan fell down in Xuan Yu's simple tone: "You're enough!"

Du Heng smiled at Lao Dao: "I'll go and cook orders. Is it good to stay for dinner at night?" Lao Dao looked at Jing Nan, and Jing Nan nodded with a smile: "You have to try Du Heng's craftsmanship. If you leave this village, there will be no store." Lao Dao smiled silly: "Then I'm not polite."

Du Heng entered the kitchen. He saw the pig's head torn by a monster in the morning. Half of the head was larger than the two or three hundred kilograms of pig head that Du Heng had seen before. I wonder how huge a complete pig would be!

However, Du Heng remembered Xuan Yu's perverted knife skills. Maybe all he saw were handled pigs.

There is a storage bag on the floor of the kitchen. This storage bag is different from the ordinary storage bag seen by Du Heng. This storage bag is red all over, as big as a bamboo basket, with a thin golden thread tied on it.

Xuan Yu's voice floated over from the living room: "The paste is in the red storage bag." Du Heng wanted to lift the storage bag up and put it on the chopping board, but after he lifted it a few times, the storage bag was actually not moving at all, which was particularly heavy!

Du Heng complained to Xiaoxiao: "The pig in the demon world is so big that it can't even lift the storage bag." He untied the storage bag, and suddenly a huge hairy pig head appeared from the storage bag.

That head was half as big as Du Heng's body! Du Heng was frightened and sat back on the ground, unable to recover for a long time.

The pig had a black mane on its head, and its eyes were still shining. Those who didn't know it thought it was a living creature. Du Heng was confused at the huge head. This is what Xuan Yu said that he had already handled it??

At this time, the pig opened his mouth and howled at Du Hengzhong with a full breath: "Fuck you, old, mother-in-law"

Du Heng's face turned pale after a flash of fear: "Ah——" Du Heng screamed, and the smile in the kitchen also screamed: "Jiu——" The yellow in the yard responded to them, and the quiet yard suddenly became lively.

Xuan Yu and the others rushed into the kitchen, and Du Heng pointed at the big pig's head exposed in the storage bag with no face, "Say... I'm talking!" This had a huge impact on him, and Du Heng's words were incomplete.

Xuan Yu stepped forward and saw a light of inspiration in his hand. The pig's head left his body and rolled onto the kitchen floor. The blood in his body was sparsely poured onto the kitchen floor. The formation in the kitchen immediately worked and made a slight buzzing sound. The wild boar's broken throat was covered by blood, and the muscles could still be seen contracting. It could no longer curse, and the muscles contracted disappeared in a while.

Du Heng looked disgusted: "I've spoken, it's spoken!" Xuan Yu was puzzled: "Hmm? Is there any problem?" Du Heng almost cried as he looked at it: "It's still scolding me, will it transform? Are we killing people?"

Jing Nan laughed: "Hahahaha! It turns out that Du Heng thinks that talking animals will transform into shapes. Don't worry, this is a mountain ointment. He likes to learn to talk to demon cultivators the most, and he specializes in swearing. It will not transform into shapes, and will always be this image in this life. It's also strange that Xuan Yu only cuts off its internal organs and doesn't cut off its head. Did you scare you?"

Du Heng thought he was not a spoiled person, but he was also frightened. If he were a girl, he would probably have cried at this moment. He asked Xuan Yu tremblingly: "This is what you said... have you packed up?"

Xuan Yu's expression was still calm, but everyone felt that his voice was aggrieved: "When I was cleaning up the earth, you said that the flesh on my bones was too thorough, and I didn't pick it this time."

Not only did he not remove the bones, nor did he peel them, he also made the mountain ointment scold people with full breath.

Xuan Yu added: "I will deal with it as you ask now. Just tell me what to do." Du Heng felt his hands still trembling. He said in a trembling voice: "You need to remove the hair and then leave some meat on the bones."

Xuan Yu nodded: "Okay, go to the living room first to calm down, I'll do it and come." Du Heng felt his legs a little soft. When the mountain ointment roared at him just now, he felt a huge pressure surge, and his hands are still a little shaking.

Lao Dao looked at Xuan Yu in amazement as he treated the mountain ointment in the yard. The black skin of the hairless ointment revealed nearly a thousand kilograms of dammed head ointment was lying on the bluestone slab in the yard like a hill. As soon as Xuan Yu's hand appeared, the pig's hair faded was swept out of the yard by the rayon, and there was no drop of blood on the ground.

Lao Dao swallowed: "Mr. Xuan, do you often do this?" Xuan Yu rolled up his sleeves, and the sharp knife in his hand wandered back and forth on the body of Shangu. He said calmly: "No."

Xuan Yu grabbed the two front hooves of Shan Gua and tried hard, and a pair of pork bones with a lot of meat broke out of the meat. The spiritual light on the pig bones trembled slightly, and when they fell, the pig bones turned into pieces of cut bones.

Xuan Yu slowly divided the mountain paste into pieces. After processing it, he used a storage bag to separate the meat and bones. Even the huge pig head had its hair and placed it next to it.

Jing Nan in the living room was handing Du Heng a cup of water. Du Heng drank three cups of water in a row before he felt a little better. Du Heng asked Jing Nan embarrassedly: "Am I particularly useless?" Jing Nan said: "No, you only have the third level of Qi training now, and the cultivation of adult mountain paste is comparable to that of golden elixirs. Besides, you have never seen it before, and it is inevitable to be frightened."

Du Heng smiled embarrassedly: "Sorry, I'm making everyone laugh." Jing Nan chuckled and changed the topic: "No one is born strong man, take it slowly. By the way, Du Heng, can you make wontons today? The pumpkin-filled wontons I ate that day was delicious." Du Heng thought for a while: "Okay, but this time I'm going to make other stuffings."

Jing Nan asked curiously: "Hmm? Do you want to make wontons with pure meat filling?" Du Heng said: "How about making fresh bamboo shoots and meat filling?"

Jing Nan was stunned: "Fresh bamboo shoots?" Du Heng said: "Isn't there a bamboo forest behind your house? There should be bamboo shoots, right?" Jing Nan smiled a little obscenely: "There are bamboo shoots, but bamboo may not cooperate very well." Du Heng smiled and lifted the storage bag: "Let's go get some bamboo shoots back, and make some extraordinary wontons for you today."

When Du Heng went out, Xuan Yu was putting away the bones of the mountain ointment: "Where are you going?" Du Heng smiled and waved the machete in his hand: "I'll dig a few bamboo shoots and come back to make wontons. Can you help me put the bones of the mountain ointment in the pot and cook soup? I'll be back soon."

Seeing Du Heng go out of the door, he said in confusion: "Where are there bamboo shoots here?" Xuan Yu looked at the direction where Du Heng left and said quietly: "I'm afraid he is talking about the ghost crying bamboo behind Jing Nan's house."

Lao Dao swallowed: "Mr. Du can't think so? Gui Crying Zhu can even kill the demon cultivator with the cultivation of Nascent Soul. He actually wants to get its bamboo shoots?"
Chapter completed!