Du Heng quickly dealt with the second pot of insects. He smiled and said to Jing Nan: "It's really hard for Feng Gui. I don't know where to catch so many flower caterpillars." Jing Nan looked at the soft flesh worms floating in the clear water and said: "Flower caterpillars? Well, this name is easy to remember. These insects should have been caught in the bathing terrain of the East China Sea. There are few people in the land, and the insects there are the fattest and the poisonous ones. Feng Gui goes to catch the insects for Xiaoxiao every year, but Xiaoxiao will not cooperate with Feng Gui in previous years."

Thinking of the chaos in the village over the years, Jing Nan couldn't help but smile: "Fenggui finally got his wish this year."

When the second pot of flower caterpillars was out of the pot, Feng Gui and Xiaoxiao entered the yard one after another. It was rare to see Feng Gui's smile on his face, Du Heng couldn't help but take a look. Feng Gui walked to the small stove and stood still. He looked Du Heng up and down: "I didn't expect you could really let Xiaoxiao eat poisonous insects."

Feng Gui took something out of his sleeve and handed it to Du Heng: "For you." Du Heng was stunned for a moment: "Huh? What?"

A slightly cool object slid into Du Heng's palm. Du Heng expanded his palm and saw a well-behaved white bird squatting in his palm.

This little bird is delicate and cute, but it falls into the palm of your hand but is heavier than an ordinary bird. It is snow-white all over, and only one pair of eyes is black on its body. However, there is no brilliance in its eyes, and it is foggy, as if it is fake.

The bird did not breathe or beating, but it tilted its head towards Du Heng: "Jiuchi~" Du Heng looked at the bird in surprise: "Hey? Is this true?"

Feng Gui said: "Don't you want to write a letter to your fellow disciples in Medicine King Valley? This is the puppet bird that conveys credit." Du Heng then reacted: "Puppet?"

He heard Xuan Yu say that there is a white jade bird over Fenggui that can cross the Dongji Mountain. Is it this bird? No matter how you look at it, you feel that this thin bird dissipated by the wind.

Jing Nan chewed the flower caterpillar: "White Jade Bird? This can be there. Du Heng, please accept it. Aren't you going to write a letter?" Du Heng smiled and said thank you to Feng Gui. He held the bird in both hands: "Where is better for me to put this...?"

Although it is a puppet bird, it can move and scream. Even though it knows that it has no life, Du Heng still thinks it is like a living thing. Since it is a living thing, where should it be placed?

Feng Gui bent down and picked up flowers and caterpillars in the plate next to the stove to eat. He said, "Where do you stuff it, the bird needs spiritual energy when delivering a letter. It is best to give it a spirit stone when you ask it to deliver a letter so that it can come back in time."

Du Heng was stunned for a moment: "Come back in time?" What about the situation where you cannot come back in time?

Feng Gui said: "Yes, sometimes I forgot to give the spirit stone, and the bird will fall to the ground halfway through the flight. It needs to slowly bask in the sun to restore its strength." Du Heng was shocked, and he said that this is still the light kinetic energy?

Du Heng carefully placed the bird in the storage bag. There was no food in the storage bag, only the simple cave and some small miscellaneous items that Yun Zhonghe gave him.

Feng Gui and Jing Nan and the others ate two large plates of fried flower caterpillars and wiped their mouths and left. Du Heng originally wanted to return the storage bag full of flower caterpillars to Feng Gui. But Feng Gui said that he would leave it here, and Xiaoxiao could come and eat it at any time when she wanted to eat insects in the future.

After eating so many insects, the few people didn't have to eat lunch. But thinking of Xuan Yu who was still outside, Du Heng started to cook lunch.

He wanted to make a sweet and sour pork ribs at noon this day. Speaking of which, he has been in the village for so long and hasn't eaten sweet and sour flavors. I don't know if Xuan Yuxi likes it.

It is best to use scattered stews to make sweet and sour pork ribs. The so-called scattered stews should be evenly fleshy. Du Heng took out a few scattered stews from the refrigerator and chopped them into four-inch-long sections. Du Heng pinched the scattered stews soaked in clean water with satisfaction. The meat on the scattered stews was very thick, and there were several scattered stews with crisp bones. The sweet and sour pork ribs made from this scattered stew must be very delicious.

Du Heng opened the big pot. After being made of braised eggs for a morning, they are now very delicious. Du Heng took a large bowl and clamped out the braised eggs and tofu in the pot. The braised eggs in the bowl turned slightly yellow in color and exuded a meaty smell. Especially the tofu, it is more satisfying to eat a bite than meat.

Du Heng couldn't help but eat two pieces of tofu, and then he brought the braised eggs with soup to the refrigerator.

When he opened the refrigerator door, Du Heng seemed to have entered another world. Xuan Yu had said before that there was a room in the refrigerator that was still in the time, and he didn't have any intuitive feeling at that time. But at this moment, after he entered the room with a bowl that was still emitting temperature, he did feel unusual.

How should I express my feelings at this moment? Du Heng's braised egg in his hand was full of a large bowl. Before he entered the door, the braised egg on the top was about to roll down. But after entering the room, the braised egg in the bowl maintained a subtle state of rolling down.

Just like a static painting drawn by a painter, the braised eggs and tofu in Du Heng's bowl will not move. Even the white smoke rising from the bowl will not move... This process is magical, the whole world is still, and only Du Heng can move.

However, Du Heng, who could move, didn't think too much. He put the bowl on a shelf and went out.

The second benefit of the refrigerator comes out. No matter what he throws it in, it won’t smell.

Du Heng hummed a little tune and gently tapped the green lotus. His fingertips seemed to have touched a real lotus. The refrigerator door opened and closed, and a door separated the two worlds.

The author has something to say: Fenggui: I am complete!

Xiaoxiao: Uncle no longer has to force me to eat insects, I will take the initiative to eat it in the future!

Jing Nan: If the insect tide breaks out in my spiritual medicine field in the future, I will finally find a way to deal with them.

Du Heng: Actually, I am afraid of caterpillars...
Chapter completed!