Counterattack Xiaoxian

The pearl left by God Yao in the world

You are the embodiment of purity, the beloved of God

Play all day long, carefree

You are as gorgeous as the morning sun that breaks through the thick fog

And as shy as the exposed flower bones

The graceful figure is so imaginative

A sweet smile is enough to brighten the haze

When the elf flaps its wings, the forest will dance with it

If the childish songs flow, the mountains will also echo affectionately

May you flow freely in the tolerant embrace of Mother Earth

Never appear on human greedy dinner plates

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Ji Lingchu sat at the table, holding his chin with both hands, as if he was afraid that his head would fall off. As a new human from the earth, he liked to listen to pop songs and was a little interested in poetry.

After Fat Dada finished expressing his feelings, he slapped him on the shoulder and said, "Believe me, just boil it and add a big spoonful of honey. It will be absolutely delicious!"

"I've been nagging for a long time, but in the end I still have to eat it." Ji Lingchu couldn't help complaining in his heart.

Taking advantage of a break in practice, he came over specifically to ask about the wild boar, and brought some freshly picked bamboo fungus with him. Unexpectedly, the cook immediately regarded it as a treasure and became poetic, shaking his head and chanting.

Seeing that he was the biological father of the saint, Ji Lingchu had to cooperate no matter what, saying, "Then I will be lucky!"

As a result, this sentence touched Fat Dada's itchy spot again. He scratched the hair on his face, filled the room with aloofness, and said loudly: "That is your creation. Delicious food condenses the essence of heaven and earth. The vulgar people in the world Do you know what it feels like?"

"Hey! No matter how good the fat boss is in reciting poems, we don't want to eat grass. What we want is to drink wine and eat meat. Get it quickly and don't forget to add salt again." A voice suddenly made a joke, which attracted a lot of attention. There was a burst of laughter.

It turned out that there were two tables in the restaurant, and they looked like they were the guards of Abazhai. They took off their armor and put their knives at their feet. More than a dozen people were waiting to eat, and there was a lot of chaos.

Fat Dada didn't dare to offend this group of food and clothing parents, so he pretended to be angry and said: "When did I forget to add salt? I will kill you today."

There was another burst of laughter in the audience, it seemed that they were all regular customers.

Fat Dada asked Ji Lingchu to sit down for a while. He first fetched wine for these people to drink, and then went to cook the food. He moved so quickly that the guards at the two tables did not need to greet him. They laughed and chatted while raising the bowl and started drinking.

Ji Lingchu looked amused, but he was thinking about his own affairs. The reason why he made a special trip here was actually for the Wild Boar King.

The origin of this thing is unknown. The Dog Saint said that he wanted to study it, but there has been no result for so long. There must be something weird! It’s always wrong to keep him around, but he’s dealing with feelings, so he must figure it out.

"I heard that the Aba Camp Mountain Patrol Team had a serious fight with the Chong Feng Army?"

At this time, someone among the guards asked a question, and Ji Lingchu quickly pricked up his ears.

"You are well informed. Yes, just a few days ago, spies from the Chong Feng Army crossed the river to conduct reconnaissance and ran into people from the mountain patrol team. The patrol team suffered many casualties, but none of these spies were able to return."

"They are very courageous, but they have been Ansheng for many years. How come the situation has reached this point all of a sudden?"

"Isn't it obvious that the clan has lost its sacred objects, and the King of Xiangnan who is fighting against the Feng Army..." The speaker glanced at Ji Lingqiu, picked up the wine bowl and said, "No more, no more Come on, drink! What are you afraid of? It's never your turn to play."

"Who is afraid? With our Wu clan's forbidden formation suppressing us, I can't wait to get on the field. Maybe I'll be lucky enough to defeat a general of the Talisman."

"Haha, it's hard to say how good they are, but you can definitely beat them."

"Hahaha!"

"..."

Ji Lingchu listened calmly and began to worry a little, thinking that with this turmoil, the good days were coming to an end and the future was worrying!

After a while, Fat Dada arranged the two tables for food and let them go about their business. He brought a plate of honey-glazed sundae and came over to talk to him.

Ji Ling tasted it for the first time, and it really had a unique flavor. He couldn't help but give him a thumbs up. Fat Dada was stunned and said: "I know you were born in the West Dongtian, and maybe the customs are different, but don't do this in the world of shamans. It won't work. You'll be beaten to death."

"Oh, why?"

"Haha, remember, this gesture is to challenge someone to fight alone."

Ji Lingchu didn't know whether what he said was true or not, but he kept it in mind and asked casually: "I don't think you are a shaman. Where is your hometown?"

Fat Dada was silent for a moment and said: "Alas! My home is at the end of the sea..."

Do you still want to recite poetry? Ji Lingchu thought he didn't want to talk about it, so he changed the subject and said, "How about it, are those wild boars still there?"

Fat Dada said: "I went to see them earlier, and there are still some. In a few days, they should all be gone."

Ji Lingchu said: "That's good, it's not a waste of time for us to fight!"

Hahaha! Fat Dada laughed endlessly and said, "But I discovered a strange thing."

"What's strange?"

"You still remember the 'Knife Cutting Stone', right? This time I went to see that it was covered with carvings and graphics, which was surprising."

"Oh, what exactly?"

"It should be a record of some deeds of the ancestors of the witch people. It's a long time ago."

"I'm afraid it was carved by someone before me, right?"

"It must be. It's strange that it didn't exist last time we went there. Moreover, there used to be a pottery maker's workshop. If these things existed before, they would have been spread long ago."

"There is something like this. It's interesting. I'll go check it out later."

At this time, I suddenly heard an old voice shouting: "Boss, bring the wine!"

Ji Lingchu looked up and was surprised to find that there was another person in the store. He was an old man. He was tall and skinny. He was half lying on a table in the corner. His pale face showed through his disheveled white hair. Old and lonely.

A few tables away, Fat Dada said to him angrily: "No, drink, drink, drink, just drink, drink you to death!"

The man was not angry, he stood up unsteadily, held up the empty cup in his hand, and sang: "The east wind lend me a jug of wine, half pushed it into my throat."

Ji Lingchu immediately had goosebumps all over his body. It was not easy to meet two poets in one day.

After the old man finished reciting the poem, he fell down under the table and fell into a deep sleep.

Ji Lingchu opened his mouth wide and looked at Fat Dada. Fat Dada smiled bitterly and said, "Don't pay attention to him. He is a rotten drunkard. He is also a pathetic person."

While eating, Fat Dada told some stories about this person.

The old man's name was Fu Ruhai, and he was known as Fu Bo.

One year, he came to the Scarlet Spider tribe with a caravan. He seemed to have hired a group of people to collect some treasures from the Burial Star Sea. Unexpectedly, those people were all liars, so they robbed his money and threw it in Dragon's Back Town.

Uncle Fu had a narrow escape from death. He was unfamiliar with the place and was completely desperate. Fortunately, he knew witchcraft and had been a teacher before, so he made a living by teaching here.