The general went out again at night + extra episode

"Okay." Xia Qingshu nodded.

After talking to the two people in the same room, Xia Qingshu and Ji Qianyao came to the small courtyard overgrown with weeds.

"What do you think about the rusty sword?" The two stopped side by side, and Ji Qianyao said.

"If the sword can restrain the tree coffin man, Miss Cai should have an uncomfortable reaction to it, but her previous reaction was very natural, and it doesn't seem fake. There are two possibilities, one is that this sword is only for the individual The tree coffin man has a restraining effect, such as the goose yellow tree coffin man, only it is afraid of this sword, other tree coffin men will not. The second possibility is that this sword is only useful to the tree coffin man whose corpse is put into the coffin. The biggest difference between Miss Cai and other tree coffin figures is that when I fought with that tree coffin figure yesterday, I found a scar on the left side of her neck."

"Do you suspect that the people who put the dead bodies into the coffin were killed by this rusty sword?"

"Yes."

Hearing Xia Qingshu's analysis, Ji Qianyao's heart sank a little.With something to defeat the enemy in their hands, they are not as weak and timid as before.

When the jī soup was cooked, Liuyan was packed in a turbulent porcelain bowl with missing corners, and placed beside the kitchen stove.

"You can drink chicken soup and eat chicken meat!" Yang Xiyu's cheerful voice came from the room, and immediately a strong and attractive smell wafted out.

Xia Qingshu and Ji Qianyao looked at each other and smiled, turned around and walked back.

Just about to step into the kitchen door, Yang Xiyu hurried over with a bowl of chicken soup.

Xia Qingshu took Ji Qianyao to her side, wrapped her arms around her waist, and let Yang Xiyu pass first.

"Eat and drink well, I'll eat inside." Yang Xiyu looked at the chicken soup with all her eyes, glanced at the road on the ground, and was anxious to go to the main house to accompany Cai Zhujun.

Ji Qianyao and Xia Qingshu stared at the direction she was running, and understood after a few clicks.

"A movement and a stillness, it matches very well." Ji Qian looked at Yang Xiyu's "chug-chug" running back, and said with a smile.

"We are also very compatible." Xia Qingshu also smiled, pushing Ji Qianyao's waist hard with his hands to walk in.

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After trotting for a few steps, Yang Xiyu came to the main house.Inside the room, Cai Zhujun stood upright, half of his body was bathed in the sun.

She heard hurried footsteps, opened her eyes, and looked towards the door.She knew that it was Yang Xiyu who came, and Yang Xiyu's footsteps were different from others, and she could quickly recognize them.

Holding a bowl of steaming chicken soup, Yang Xiyu slowed down and walked to Cai Zhujun's side.The chicken soup just out of the oven was very hot, and Yang Xiyu's fingers holding the rim of the bowl were burned red.

"Go and sit at the table to eat." Cai Zhujun's body was [-]% wood-like, and her head was only able to move, and her chin was raised towards the square table.

Yang Xiyu shook her head: "I want to stand here with you." The sunlight that penetrated through the broken window also fell on Yang Xiyu, and she and Cai Zhujun were bathed in the same sunlight.

Seeing Yang Xiyu standing still stubbornly, Cai Zhujun knew that his words were not very effective, so he followed her way.However, it is impossible for her to let Yang Xiyu hold a hot bowl all the time.

Squinting his eyes, Cai Zhujun used his spiritual power.A thick jīng was drilled out of the ground, and its tip was wound into a ring-shaped support, which was placed under Yang Xiyu's porcelain bowl.That way she doesn't have to use her hands to hold it.

"Come here a little more." Yang Xiyu glanced at the distance between herself and Cai Zhujun, and patted the mistress with her free hand.She thought she was far away from Cai Zhujun.

With a twist in the middle of the jig, the bowl moved a step towards Cai Zhujun.Yang Xiyu stood next to Cai Zhujun, very satisfied.

"After a while, it won't be hot anymore, so I can serve it myself." Yang Xiyu said vaguely with a large piece of chicken stuffed in her mouth.Cai Zhujun was basking in the sun just to save his spiritual power, and to accompany her by himself would actually consume her spiritual power, which is too uneconomical.

"A little spiritual power, it's okay." Cai Zhujun tilted his head and looked at Yang Xiyu eating happily, smiling fondly.

In front of Cai Zhujun, Yang Xiyu can completely disregard her own image.When drinking soup, drink it in a sip, no matter how loud it is.

Seeing her relish, Cai Zhujun suddenly became curious about the taste of chicken soup.

"Ah Yu." Cai Zhujun called softly.

"What's the matter?" Yang Xiyu looked up at her, her eyes were as clear as mountain springs, but there was a circle of funny soup on her lips, which made people laugh.

"Taste your chicken soup." Cai Zhujun stared at the bowl, and silently lost the woodiness on his body.

Yang Xiyu was stunned for a moment, then smiled again.She picked up the chicken soup, bypassed the jīng, and stood facing Cai Zhujun: "I thought you could only eat vegetarian food and not eat meat."

"It's just that there are more vegetarians, it's not that you can't eat meat."

Yang Xiyu was very happy, squinting her eyes and smiling, it was a very happy thing to be able to share the food she liked with the people she liked.

She scooped up a large spoonful of soup, and scraped the juice from the lower end of the spoon on the edge of the bowl. After the heat of the chicken soup dissipated, she brought it to Cai Zhujun's mouth, "This chicken soup tastes very good."

Cai Zhujun opened his mouth a little, and Yang Xiyu poured in the soup.The thick and mellow soup slipped into his stomach, and Cai Zhujun's eyes lit up: "The taste is really good."

Those very distant memories that were more than a hundred years old were hooked back by this spoonful of chicken soup.Those five senses, six desires, and seven emotions that have been erased by the long river of time returned to Cai Zhujun bit by bit.