Chapter 135 She is your mistress
Shen Yunyue took it and looked at it carefully, then put it to her nose and smelled it. "If you come across herbs that clear heat and detoxify, you can pick some and dry them in the sun and store them away.
It can also be used to make soup on weekdays."
Zhou Ying didn't expect Shen Yunyue to explain without holding a grudge.
She thought Shen Yunyue would always hold a grudge about what happened in the past, so she pursed her lips and glanced at him a little embarrassedly.
Finally, he whispered:
“Thank you, Miss Shen.”
Shen Yunyue didn't care about her thoughts at all.
These people were not worth her time and effort to hold a grudge against. It was her style to take revenge on the spot.
With this beginning, everyone took out different wild vegetables and mushrooms they had picked and asked her to identify them.
Half of it is inedible.
Shen Yunyue told them everything.
Shen Yunyue picked some more, then stood up, said goodbye to them and went back.
After walking a short distance, I found traces of a wheelchair in the grass.
She frowned and thought to herself: Fu Xuanheng is here?
Hurriedly followed.
In a quiet forest, Fu Xuanheng sat in a wheelchair under a tree.
He reached out and touched the wolfhound in the Colosseum.
The little guy let him stroke his fur obediently, which made Shen Yunyue feel itchy inside.
"Xuan Heng."
Fu Xuanheng raised his eyes and smiled, then waved towards Shen Yunyue. "Yunyue, come here."
The wolfhound just bared its teeth when Fu Xuanheng scolded it.
"She is your mistress. Do not be disrespectful."
The little wolfdog was scolded by him with a slap in the face and quickly changed his expression.
He wagged his tail and walked forward to lie down at Shen Yunyue's feet.
It's really dog-like.
He took the initiative to stretch his head over to stroke Shen Yunyue's fur, and licked her hand gently with his big tongue.
Shen Yunyue fell in love with it at once.
"Xuan Heng. What's its name?"
Fu Xuanheng smiled, "It is the son of the Snow Mountain Wolf King, and its mother's family is also a powerful Ao dog.
It’s up to you to give it a name, of course.”
"Its fur is as white as snow, how about calling it Snowball?" Shen Yunyue squatted down, held it in her arms and stroked its fur.
"Yeah, Snowball sounds good."
Fu Xuanheng called it Snowball, and the little guy shook his head and fawned on him.
"That's too much." Several little slaves hiding in the dark sneered.
"Exactly, the son of the Wolf King? Such flattery."
"It's a disgrace to the Snow Mountain Wolf King."
The smallest slave next to him looked at his arm with disdain. "Why don't I grow hair? So I can win your favor."
Several other little slaves:…….
Well, they actually want to.
They all envied the wolfdog and wanted to compete for its favor.
The little guys knew who saved them and knew who was in front of them.
After escaping.
They only dared to follow the wolfhound. Unexpectedly, the cunning wolfhound found them.
Fu Xuanheng's cold eyes fell on their hiding place, and his eyelids raised with a hint of displeasure.
"How long will you be hiding?"
The cold voice startled Xiao Hei and the others.
They looked at each other.
Xiao Hei came out from the darkness first, followed by several little slaves.
They have tattoos on their faces.
The leader, Xiao Hei, was the one who fought with Snowball in the Colosseum.
Shen Yunyue brought Snowball to Fu Xuanheng.
Snowball knew who to flatter as he had a higher status, so he lay down next to Shen Yunyue's feet.
The hind paws were raised to scratch the hair on the head.
Xiao Hei raised his eyebrows, revealing eyes as dark as the dark sky, and glanced at Xueqiu, then knelt down in front of Fu Xuanheng and Shen Yunyue.
"Master, please spare our lives. We are experts in fighting, boning, skinning, stuffing, and all kinds of torture."
After thinking for a while, Xiao Hei turned around and asked the person behind him.
"Anything to add?"
The youngest child nodded, raised his eyes and timidly replied:
"Fight for the Master. We can also kill people."
Snowball bared his teeth in displeasure:
How dare you steal my Master Xue’s job?
The little guy shrank back in fear, but Xiao Hei stood up straight.
"We can be Deadpool."
Fu Xuanheng tapped his fingers lightly and glanced at the people in front of him.
"I don't lack a killing machine Deadpool. What I want is a loyal Shadow Guard follower."
Xiao Hei and several others were lying on the ground.
He made a gesture showing his willingness to obey the arrangements and to acknowledge his master in this life.
Shen Yunyue didn't say anything, but glanced at Fu Xuanheng.
"Xuan Heng, take them in."
Fu Xuanheng nodded, "Yeah, it's just that the tattoo on my face is a bit disturbing."
As he spoke, he reached out and tugged at Shen Yunyue's collar.
"Is there any way?"
"Not now, I'll check later." Shen Yunyue herself didn't know and planned to exchange some potions with Xiao Daigua later.
"Get up!" Fu Xuanheng raised his hand.
"If she and I give you orders at the same time, remember to follow her orders."
Fu Xuanheng wanted to establish a shadow guard for Shen Yunyue. These slaves were young, able to endure hardships and not afraid of death.
He was interested in slaves who could survive the Colosseum.
The slaves who survived all had some abilities.
"You will follow us on your own along the way, avoiding the eyes and ears of others." Fu Xuanheng will not be responsible for their food.
In the future, as a shadow guard, my master will have to worry about these things. It would be better to throw me into a cold pond and freeze to death.
"Yes." Xiao Hei agreed with a fist salute.
Shen Yunyue couldn't bear it, so she left them a few bows and arrows. Each of them was equipped with a dagger, and she also gave Xiao Hei two bottles of medicine for wounds and colds.
"This bottle is for medicated wounds. Pour it on wounds and they will heal quickly. This pill is for typhoid fever."
Shen Yunyue showed him the medicine and carefully taught him how to use it.
Xiao Hei carefully put the bottle away and knelt on the ground begging his master to give him a name.
"Your name is Xiao Hei, so let's call you Ying Hei. What are your names?"
The slaves shook their heads. "To answer Miss Yue, we don't have names yet. Only slaves who have won more than twenty games in a row have names."
"Please give me a name, Miss Yue."
Several little slaves knelt on the ground and shouted at the same time.
Shen Yunyue was troubled by the task of naming. "Let's all have the character 'ying'." She pointed at the taller one and said:
"Your name is Yingdong, your name is Yingnan, Yingxi, Yingbei."
Pointing to the youngest, he said:
"In the shadow."
The little guys looked at each other, and the joy in their eyes could not be concealed.
They have names.
"Thank you Miss Yue for the name." Several people stood up immediately.
Fu Xuanheng touched Snowball and said, "Snowball, you should follow them."
For the time being, it is not appropriate for Snowball to follow them.
Many people have seen Snowball, and it is easy to be targeted.
Snowball stretched his head over and stroked Fu Xuanheng twice, and then stroked Shen Yunyue a few more times.
Then it leaned its head against Shen Yunyue's knees and rubbed them a few times.
Reluctantly, he took two steps into the woods.
Shen Yunyue pushed Fu Xuanheng's wheelchair away.
Only Shadow Black and Snowball were left. The two sides who were originally fighting in the cage were now staring at each other.
Yingzhong swallowed, his hands shaking as he tried to reach for the snowball.
Snowball ignored him directly.
Gave him a look of contempt.
Yingzhong rubbed his eyes, but was blatantly ignored by this dead dog again.
"Ying Hei, it looks down on me." Ying Zhong sniffed the cold air.
Yingdong chuckled.
"Look at your cowardly look, who else should I despise if not you? If you were in another place, would you still be standing here?"
Yingzhong tilted his head and thought for a while, but couldn't.
He gripped the dagger tightly in his hand and followed them slowly.
Several people walked towards the other direction of the woods.
After walking a distance, Snowball would stop and prick up his ears to wait for them, letting them follow him at a distance.
The other side.
Shen Yunyue and Fu Xuanheng returned to their resting place.
Mo Yiran saw the two of them from a distance and hurried forward to take the basket from Shen Yunyue's hand.
The look he gave Fu Xuanheng again was more disapproving. "Can't you just rest here? You have to run out to look for Yunyue. If something happens, won't it be a burden to Yunyue?"
After saying that, he turned and left angrily.
Don't give Shen Yunyue and the others a chance to speak.
Shen Yunyue and Fu Xuanheng were left bewildered, and they looked at each other secretly.
"Who said something to my mother?"
Fu Xuanheng nodded in agreement, "That's right. Otherwise, he wouldn't have come here on his own initiative."
Shen Yunyue sighed in her heart. There was nothing she could do when she met a soft-hearted mother.
Back to the resting place.
Shen Zhou and several others also came back.
There were a lot of wild vegetables and mushrooms in their baskets. There were also a few winter bamboo shoots. "Yunyue, how do you think we should eat these winter bamboo shoots?"
"Let's fry the pork belly. Now only the officer has pork." Shen Yunyue said with a smile. She didn't want to take out the pork in the space.
She now feels less and less inclined to use the supplies in the space.
Things come too easily and everyone seems to take them for granted.
Scarface Peng sat on a tree branch, one foot dangling. He drank from a wine bag, pursing his lips and casting a disinterested glance down.
"Shen Yunyue."
Someone shouted overhead.
Shen Yunyue raised her head and saw Scarface Peng sitting on a tree branch diagonally in front of her.
"Master Peng, what are your instructions?"
"Go get some pork from the monkey." Scarface Peng was a man who enjoyed the desire for food. The bag of wine in his hand was given to him by Shen Yunyue.
Take small sips and savor the flavor of the wine carefully.
"Thank you, sir. I'll cook more tonight."
The monkey heard the sound and quickly responded from a distance:
“Miss Shen, I’ll take it over. You don’t have to come over.”
The monkey took more than just pork. He also sent over rice and river fish.
The people around were jealous, but no one could do anything.
The chaye only likes to eat food cooked by the Shen family, or to be more precise, food cooked by Shen Yunyue.
Some people swallowed their saliva and sighed:
"If I were to cook, I would definitely be able to have eight or ten different dishes."
"That's right. Any woman can easily get something by standing in front of the stove. We just don't have any pork."
The person next to him said disdainfully:
"Come on. How can you cook when you can't even cook rice?"
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