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After Niu Yunhai jumped out of the sea of ​​clouds, he swam in the air for a while. Now Du Heng could see clearly that when Niu encountered clouds, his hooves would turn into fins and the color would turn into a beautiful blue. When it flew in the air, it was like a fish swimming leisurely in the water.

Du Heng squatted outside the ox cart and exclaimed: "You are so awesome, little calf. I didn't expect you to be so awesome!" The ox seemed to hear Du Heng praising it, and its long snake-like tail swung even more vigorously.

Xuan Yu squatted beside Du Heng without knowing when. Although it was a vulgar action, he seemed very free and easy when doing it. Du Heng looked at him sourly for a while and then admitted that good-looking people can really do whatever they want. Xuan Yu had no idea what Du Heng was thinking. He said slowly: "Xiao Xiao and the 鯥兽 both like you very much. When you get to the village, you will definitely get along well with everyone."

Talking about the village, Du Heng couldn't help but feel a little bit of anticipation. While feeling anticipation, he also felt a little bit uneasy. Du Heng asked, "The village is full of demon cultivators, right? I'm a human. If I go to the village rashly, will the villagers disagree?"

Xuan Yu said, "That won't happen. Our village is small. Including me, there are only three families. It's hard to go out on weekdays, so just don't worry." Du Heng asked embarrassedly, "Then... will there be a place for me to stay after I go there?"

After saying this, Du Heng suddenly remembered something. He was afraid that Xuan Yu would be unhappy after hearing this. Xuan Yu was kind enough to give him a place to settle down. He didn't want to be regarded as a clingy person without any sense. He quickly explained: "What I mean is, is there any extra space in the village for me to put my cave?"

From the original owner's memory, Du Heng learned that demon cultivators have a strong sense of territory. If there are only three families in the village, a large family like Uncle Xiaoxiao must occupy a large area. What if other demon cultivators disagree with Du Heng living in the village? Wouldn't that cause a dispute?

Xuan Yu looked at Du Heng, and Du Heng felt creepy. For a moment, Du Heng was almost swallowed up by the darkness in his heart. Xuan Yu said, "You live with me."

Du Heng was a little confused. He didn't come back to his senses: "Ah?" Xuan Yu added: "You live with me." For some reason, Du Heng felt that when Xuan Yu said this, his voice was a little hurried, as if he would not allow Du Heng to regret it.

Xuan Yu said: "They all have family members at home, but I am the only one at home. You can live with me. Although my home is a bit simple, it is icy and snowy now, and your simple cave can't withstand it. If you think it is not suitable, I will build a house for you next year. What do you think?" What else could Du Heng say? He was almost hugging Xuan Yu's thigh.

A big boss is a big boss. In the world before Du Heng, if a man said to him, "I'll build a house for you," it would be no different from "I'll support you," okay? But in the Taixu Realm, Xuan Yu actually said that he would build a house for someone, and Du Heng was almost moved to tears, okay?

After the cow mooed loudly, Xuan Yu said, "We are about to go down. Shall we go back inside?" Du Heng came back to his senses from his daze. He nodded foolishly, "Oh, okay, okay." He had decided to follow Xuan Yu from now on. Just for Xuan Yu's promise to build a house for him next year, he decided to do it!

The ox plunged into the clouds, obstructing the view, and the surroundings turned into a vast expanse of white. At this time, the sky darkened, and Du Heng felt that the ox cart seemed to have landed on the ground and paused for a while. He looked out the window and saw the snow-covered ground around him. They landed from the air on the ground, and the ox shook its tail and shouted in relief.

Xuan Yu jumped off the car and untied the rope on the cow. The cow walked to the side and dug through the snow to eat something. Xuan Yu held up his umbrella again and said to Du Heng, "It's getting late. Let's rest here tonight." Du Heng had no objection and said, "Okay."

Xiaoxiao restlessly circled around Du Heng's feet, chirping and opening her mouth wide to look at Du Heng. Du Heng quickly understood what Xiaoxiao meant: "Xiaoxiao, do you want to eat?" Xiaoxiao nodded: "Chirp."

Du Heng touched the storage bag. In the morning, he perfunctorily said that there were not enough ingredients and time, but at least there was enough time now. He smiled and said, "If you don't mind, I'll make you Kung Pao Chicken?" Xiaoxiao's head immediately pointed out the afterimage, and he flapped his wings and rushed out happily.

To cook, he had to use his little bamboo house. Du Heng was embarrassed to cook in such a luxurious car. With Xuan Yu's help, Du Heng quickly found a suitable place to put the little bamboo house. When the flames under the stove rose, Du Heng felt that his heart, which had been floating in the sky all day, fell back to earth. Sure enough, the smell of fireworks can soothe people's hearts the most.

The rice was soon cooked in the pot, and the ingredients for the Kung Pao Chicken were also ready, but Du Heng wanted to wait until the rice was almost done before starting to cook, so that the hot chicken and rice could be eaten at the same time. Xiaoxiao was circling around the stove, and Du Heng touched Xiaoxiao's head. An idea suddenly flashed in his mind: "Xiaoxiao, how about I make you a snack?" Xiaoxiao's eyes lit up: "Chi!"

Du Heng took out a handful of spiritual rice from his pocket. This was spiritual rice that had not been husked yet, and it still had a yellow shell. It felt rough in his hands, but it had the unique fragrance of rice. Du Heng's original body didn't have much in reserve, just a small bag.

The spiritual rice in Taixu Realm is not as difficult to grow as the rice in Du Heng's previous world. As long as the spiritual rice is thrown into the ground and the spiritual energy is sufficient, it will grow in less than a month. Because of its high yield and short maturity time, this kind of spiritual rice is not valuable in the world of cultivation. Ordinary people in the world of cultivation do not know what famine feels like. To some extent, Taixu Realm is a paradise just based on this point.

Du Heng had forgotten why the original owner had brought these rice with him, but with the rice in the storage bag, as long as the weather was right, Du Heng would have endless spiritual rice to eat. Now he could still take out a small handful to make a snack.

The rice with husks was placed at the entrance of the stove. The flames in the pot licked the bottom of the pot little by little, bringing the heat to the edge of the stove. Xiaoxiao squeezed in front of Du Heng and stretched his neck to see what snacks Du Heng was going to make for him. Du Heng smiled and said to him, "Be careful not to dirty your feathers."

Xiaoxiao was unmoved. He quietly looked at the handful of magical rice that Du Heng had placed at the stove. The magical rice was heated, and the inner shell was blackened by the residual fire. Some grains seemed to be moving. Xiaoxiao looked at it intently, and saw a grain of rice burst open with a snap, revealing the white rice flower inside. Xiaoxiao took a step back in shock, then raised his head and looked at Du Heng with sparkling eyes: "Chirp!"

A grain of spiritual rice is only a little bit big, but the popped rice flower is three or four times bigger than the original one. The white rice flower rolled into the pot pond inside the stove. Du Heng quickly used a pair of tongs to pick up the rice flower. Then, one after another, the white rice flower popped everywhere. Du Heng used his thin spiritual energy to accurately catch the rice flower that was jumping around.

Xiaoxiao's surprised and proud chirping sound came from the stove, and soon he got a large handful of yellow and white rice flowers. Some rice flowers fell into the pot pond, and Du Heng didn't have time to rescue them, so the rice flowers were roasted yellow by the fire. But this is more delicious and crisper.

Du Heng grabbed a few grains and threw them into Xiaoxiao's mouth. Xiaoxiao smacked her lips and the rice popcorn made a crackling sound. A rice fragrance different from the cooked spiritual rice filled the air, and Xiaoxiao squinted her eyes in satisfaction.

Du Heng picked up a few grains and threw them into his mouth. Since moving to the city, he and his parents had bid farewell to the rural life of working hard in the fields, and they saw less rice in the husk. The rice popcorn in his mouth tasted only fragrant and crispy, but it was a delicacy hidden deep in Du Heng's memory.

I still remember that when he was young, he and his friends would play around the thresher during the busy farming season. They would play hide-and-seek in the straw piles that looked like small hills, and would help their parents pull a few handfuls of rice and pretend to operate the thresher.

At that time, the thresher was like a round drum. Driven by the engine, the thresher with bent steel wire would rotate rapidly. When the golden rice was put on it, the rice grains would fly out one by one. Although the busy farming season was boring, the children did not feel that. They had their own happiness.

What Du Heng was looking forward to the most at that time was when the threshing was almost finished, and every household would burn the ash piles at the door, and the ash piles would be mixed with the rice that had not been removed. A group of children would stand by the ash piles, waiting for the slow dark fire to "detonate" the rice buried in them, so that they could get grains of rice!

Some impatient children would grab a handful of rice from home and throw it on the ashes, then puff up their cheeks and blow the ashes to make the flame bigger. The rice popcorn snatched from the ashes was covered with ashes, and everyone would eat it until they were covered in dust and were beaten by the adults at home, but everyone still enjoyed it.

Du Heng was young at that time and couldn't compete with the older children in the village. He cried several times because of this. But after crying, he would wipe his tears and forget about the little unhappiness and continue to run around the village with the older children.

Later, threshers could no longer keep up with the times, so people began to use harvesters to thresh rice directly in the fields. Every household only had to pay a small fee to carry bags of rice home. The burning work was carried out directly in the fields, and Du Heng lost the fun of grabbing popcorn in the ash pile.

Later, burning straw was banned, and Du Heng moved out of the village to the city. And then nothing happened...

Now looking at the rice flowers in front of him, Du Heng seemed to see the scene of laughing and playing in the village when he was a child. He thought that those childhood memories had long been forgotten, but now he realized that everything was deeply engraved in his mind and would pop up inadvertently.

Xiaoxiao cherished every grain of rice crackle very much. Du Heng put some in a storage bag and hung it around his neck. He could peck at the rice crackle in the bag as long as he lowered his head. Xiaoxiao ran away happily after getting the rice crackle. Du Heng smiled and looked at Xiaoxiao's back: "This child is also from a wealthy family, how come he treasures even rice crackle so much."

Xuan Yu leaned against the wall of the small bamboo house and said, "His uncle is very busy on weekdays, and the child has no playmates. The bigger the monster, the lonelier it is." Du Heng walked up to Xuan Yu, took out a handful of rice popcorn from his pocket and put it in Xuan Yu's palm: "Try it, this is the delicacy of my childhood."

Xuan Yu looked at the rice flower in his palm and smiled, "Thank you." Du Heng patted the ashes in his hand and walked towards the stove. He said casually, "When spring comes, I will plant the spiritual rice. We will have a lot of spiritual rice in the future. I will make more snacks for you in the future!"

Xuan Yu put a grain of rice popcorn into his mouth. Hmm, it was something he had never eaten before, and the taste was quite fresh. Xuan Yu looked at Du Heng's back, and there was a dark emotion flashing in his eyes. For a moment, the emotion in his eyes was like a spark that almost ignited Xuan Yu, but he still suppressed it.

Xuan Yu said while chewing rice flower: "Okay."