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It doesn't take much effort to make sweet and sour spare ribs, and there are a hundred ways to cook this home-cooked dish.
Some people like to cook the ribs until they are soft and then add sweet and sour sauce. The ribs cooked in this way are soft and tender, suitable for the elderly and children at home. However, Du Heng likes to fry them directly after blanching them. After frying and then stewing, the ribs retain all the meaty aroma and are suitable for both young and old!
After Du Heng scooped out the marinade from the pot, the pot was automatically cleaned. Du Heng really loves this black technology. It is so thoughtful to not have to clean the kitchen.
You should know that cleaning the kitchen is the most troublesome and annoying thing for a cook, no doubt about it.
Du Heng put water in the pot and poured in the spareribs. As the water temperature rose little by little, the spareribs gradually changed color in the pot. Du Heng added cooking wine and ginger slices to remove the fishy smell. When cooking meat, removing the fishy smell is essential.
After a while, the ribs were blanched. Du Heng used a strainer to scoop out the ribs and put them aside to drain the water. After cleaning the pot, he poured in soybean oil and a handful of rock sugar.
Rock sugar is not used to increase the sweetness, but to stir-fry the sugar color. The meat cooked with the sugar color made from rock sugar has a more crystal clear feeling than the meat cooked with soy sauce. However, it is necessary to stir-fry it manually, otherwise it will be troublesome if it is burnt.
The rock sugar in the pot slowly melts, and the color of the soybean oil changes from golden to caramel. At this time, fine bubbles will appear in the oil.
Du Heng picked up the ribs next to him and poured them into the pot. The ribs and the iron pot were in close contact, and the water that had not dried up on them made a sizzling sound and turned into white smoke that came out of the edge of the pot. Du Heng quickly stir-fried the ribs. The originally bland ribs were soaked in sugar and soon dyed with a uniform caramel color.
At this time, the fire in the pot was increased, and Du Heng added cooking wine, soy sauce, rock sugar, vinegar and ginger slices to stir-fry. The aroma of the sauce wafted out of the pot, and a sweet and sour taste clearly hit Du Heng's nose.
The aroma of the meat has not yet come out, but don't worry, just add an appropriate amount of water and simmer for two incense sticks.
Don't add too much water, it's better to add hot water, cold water will make the meat become tough, just add enough water to cover the ribs. Of course, if your family likes to use this soup to mix rice, you can add more water.
It wasn't over yet, Du Heng flipped through his storage bag, took out a few bay leaves and aniseed and threw them into the pot. Adding these spices to the pot would make the meat taste even better, and Du Heng often added them when cooking at home.
Actually, it would be great if there were some chives now, but the chives Du Heng bought were just roots, and they couldn't be planted until spring. So Du Heng closed the pot with regret.
The spiritual rice was already simmering in the pot. Du Heng looked at the sky. It was already noon, but Xuan Yu still hadn't come back. Du Heng began to worry again. Was it because the mountain road was difficult to travel or was it because the barrier of Lao Dao's family was difficult to repair?
After half an hour, Du Heng opened the lid of the pot and turned on the high fire. The sweet and sour sauce in the pot turned into a beautiful brown-red color. Just looking at it can make you eat a few more bowls of rice...
Du Heng tried a piece of spareribs with cartilage. Hmm, not bad! It was sweet and sour, the meat was soft and tender, and even the cartilage was easy to chew. Du Heng gave this dish 80 points!
Du Heng put the ribs in a bowl and placed it on the dining table. He began to wait expectantly for Xuan Yu to come back.
Feng Gui and his friends had eaten too many caterpillars and didn't want to eat lunch. Xiao Xiao could eat, but Feng Gui dragged him back and didn't know what to do. Du Heng was the only one left at home.
Du Heng first sat at the dining table and waited for a while, then went outside the yard to look, but still couldn't see Xuan Yu. He turned back to the dining table, the sweet and sour spareribs were almost cold, Du Heng thought about it and put the spareribs in the refrigerator.
After a while, he took the spiritual rice out of the pot and put it in the refrigerator, so that Xuan Yu could at least eat it hot when he came back.
Du Heng wandered around the rooms at home. Strangely enough, when Xuan Yu was at home, he always felt that there was not enough time in the day. But as soon as Xuan Yu went out, he felt that time passed so slowly.
Du Heng waited for the whole afternoon, and he couldn't help standing outside the yard and watching for a long time. When it was time for dinner, Feng Gui and his friends came to eat, and Du Heng served them spiritual rice and sweet and sour pork ribs.
The sweet and sour spare ribs received unanimous praise. Xiaoxiao ate the most and didn’t leave any for Xuanyu.
Because he was thinking about Xuan Yu, Du Heng had a heavy heart while eating dinner. Jing Nan glanced at Du Heng and laughed: "What's wrong? You don't want to eat or drink."
Du Heng said embarrassedly: "Why hasn't Xuan Yu come back yet? Is there anything wrong?"
Feng Gui said calmly: "Don't worry, Xuan Yu is more powerful than you think. I guess the situation over there with Lao Dao is a bit tricky, maybe he won't be able to come back tonight."
Jing Nan said cheerfully, "What? Are you scared of being alone at home? How about you stay at my house or Feng Gui's tonight?"
Du Heng said quickly: "No, no, I can do it alone. Besides, I have Xiaoxiao, Xiaoxiao can accompany me." Xiaoxiao chewed the sweet and sour spareribs with crispy bones: "Chirp~"
Feng Gui glanced at him and smiled: "Why did you agree so quickly? Don't forget, you haven't finished your afternoon homework yet. Don't think about slacking off here with Du Heng."
Xiaoxiao suddenly felt that the crispy bones in his mouth were not tasty anymore, and his round face became melancholy. Fenggui was afraid that Xiaoxiao would regret it, so before Xiaoxiao could swallow the last piece of ribs, he grabbed Xiaoxiao's two wings and carried him away.
Du Heng: ...He really understood why Xiaoxiao ran away from home.
Jing Nan said, "It's okay, don't be afraid, the village is safe. By the way, can you still make these spare ribs tomorrow? And give me two of those braised eggs, and I'll have them as a midnight snack."
Du Heng didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Okay, let's continue making sweet and sour pork ribs tomorrow." Jing Nan seemed to like braised eggs very much. He ate four of them by himself in the evening and even packed two to take back.
Du Heng put three braised eggs and a few pieces of braised tofu in a small bowl and gave it to Jing Nan: "Good night." Jing Nan took the small bowl and walked slowly into the snow: "Good night. If you are scared, just close the door. But don't worry, the village is really safe. Besides, Feng Gui and I are here."
Du Heng smiled and nodded: "Yeah."
Usually he didn't feel anything, but today, with one person missing, Du Heng felt that his home was empty, and his heart was empty too. He lit up the night pearls in the living room and kitchen, and stood in the yard looking at the sky. He saw a sky full of stars.
It was late at night, would Xuan Yu stay at Lao Dao's house? Thinking of the time when he and Xuan Yu had walked together, Xuan Yu never walked at night.
Reason told Du Heng that he could go to bed. In fact, Du Heng really did so, but when he turned over in bed, he always felt uneasy.
There was a strange feeling in his heart, he felt that Xuan Yu was rushing home. Thinking of this possibility, Du Heng stood up. He returned to the living room. It was already late at night, and the stars in the east had risen to the middle of the sky.
Du Heng looked at the kitchen. If Xuan Yu came back now, he would be starving. Thinking of this, Du Heng lit up the night pearl in the kitchen, and the smell of fireworks came out again in the kitchen.
Du Heng simmered the rice again in the pot, and this time he also steamed a steamed egg on top of the rice. Steamed eggs are the simplest to make. Beat the duck eggs, add salt water dissolved in warm water, and place them on the rice without leaving them alone. When the rice is cooked, the steamed egg will also be cooked.
Du Heng opened the refrigerator again, and this time he took out a few spareribs. He wanted to make up for the sweet and sour spareribs that Xuan Yu hadn't had during the day.
While the sweet and sour spare ribs were stewing in the pot, Du Heng sat beside the dining table, supporting his chin with his hand, in a daze.
Just for an uncertain voice in his heart, he actually gave up his precious sleep and ran downstairs to cook. Is he crazy? Who knows whether Xuan Yu will come back?
Du Heng sighed. He thought he should put the rice and ribs in the refrigerator. Xuan Yu might not come back...
Du Heng thought so, but somehow he walked out of the kitchen. He walked through the small courtyard with bluestone slabs, pushed open the half-closed door and looked towards the west mountain.
It was already midnight, and even the spiritual light from Feng Gui's palace had become much weaker. It was very quiet in the snow, and there was not even a dog in the village. It seemed that Du Heng was the only one left in the world, and Du Heng could not help but pull his clothes closer.
Maybe it's time to go back to bed?
Du Heng stared at the direction of the West Mountain without giving up. Suddenly, he saw a little green light flashing on the West Mountain.
Du Heng rubbed his eyes. He was not sure if it was Xuan Yu. The faint light on the West Mountain moved quickly from high to low. It was not a speed that a faint light could have. It was a green spiritual light.
Du Heng squinted his eyes and watched carefully, only to see the light disappear behind Jing Nan's house at the foot of the West Mountain. Du Heng couldn't help but stretch his neck, and he took two more steps outside the yard and stood in the snow.
After a while, a figure walked out from next door to Jing Nan's house. Du Heng smiled as soon as he saw it. It was Xuan Yu!
Xuan Yu came walking on the snow holding the Thousand Machine Umbrella. The last moment Xuan Yu was still at the edge of the bamboo forest, and the next moment, Xuan Yu had walked past Feng Gui's palace and appeared in front of Du Heng.
Du Heng couldn't suppress his smile: "You're back?" Xuan Yu held up an umbrella, and under the umbrella, Xuan Yu showed a gentle smile: "Yeah. Sorry to have kept you waiting for so long."
Du Heng smiled and shook his head: "Come in, I made dinner for you. Are you hungry?" Xuan Yu closed the umbrella and looked at Du Heng deeply: "Why aren't you sleeping yet?"
Du Heng smiled: "Thinking that you might come back..." Before Du Heng finished speaking, Xuan Yu gave him a deep hug: "Thank you..."
This hug had the temperature of frost and snow, but it made Du Heng feel extremely warm.
Du Heng's mind was in a mess, he didn't know how he got home. When he came to his senses, he was already sitting at the dining table.
Xuan Yu opened the lid of the pot and brought out the steamed egg: "The barrier of Lao Dao's house was damaged quite badly, it took some time." Du Heng responded: "Jing Nan and the others said you might not come back today, they said you would stay at Lao Dao's house."
Xuan Yu looked at Du Heng as he served the rice: "I used to."
He used to, but not anymore, because there was a Du Heng waiting for him at home. When he set out in the night, he thought Du Heng might have gone to bed. He promised Du Heng that he would come back for lunch, but now it was night, and Du Heng should have gone to bed long ago.
When he looked over the West Mountain towards the village, he saw the lights on in his house. What kind of mood was that? Xuan Yu felt his heart suddenly filled up, like soaking in a hot spring, warm water flowing in his heart, unable to stop.
When he saw Du Heng staring at him outside the yard, Xuan Yu finally couldn't control his emotions. At this moment, he was extremely glad that he had decided to go home tonight no matter what. If he didn't come back, how disappointed would Du Heng be? What kind of warmth would he miss?
The door to the courtyard was still closed, and even the kitchen door was closed. Under the Night Pearl, Du Heng was picking up food for Xuan Yu: "Try this sparerib, do you like the taste?" Xuan Yu chewed on the sparerib: "It's delicious, everything you cook is delicious."
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Xuan Yu hurried on his way. He performed beyond his level tonight and ate four bowls of rice. He not only ate up the steamed eggs, but also the sweet and sour spareribs.
Du Heng held Xuan Yu's hand and said, "You will feel warm when you are full. When you came back just now, you were completely cold. I was worried that you would freeze to death." Du Heng thought for a moment and said, "Next time you encounter this situation, don't travel at night and stay at Lao Dao's house."
Even going up the mountain in broad daylight is dangerous, let alone walking in the mountains at night? Du Heng realized what was happening and started to get scared again: "It would be troublesome if something happened to you while you were on your way."
Xuan Yu said seriously, "I'll be fine." Xuan Yu put the dishes and chopsticks he had eaten in the sink. He reached out and held Du Heng's hand, "Let's go and have a rest."
Based on Xuan Yu's understanding of Du Heng, this guy would fall asleep as soon as he touched the pillow at night. But he waited until now for him tonight, so he must be very sleepy now.
Maybe people stop being sleepy when they reach a certain level. Du Heng didn't feel sleepy at all after he lay down on the bed. He was still asking Xuan Yu, "Has the barrier of Lao Dao's family been dealt with?"
Xuan Yu held Du Heng's hand with his backhand: "It's been handled. I told him about the little yellow dog, and Lao Dao said he would find a way. Also, he asked me to thank you, he likes the braised meat you made very much." Du Heng turned over and faced Xuan Yu: "Really?"
In the darkness, Du Heng could see Xuan Yu's eyes, which were as bright as the stars in the sky. Xuan Yu also leaned sideways and said, "Really. Lao Dao likes it very much. Everything you cook is delicious."
Du Heng narrowed his eyes and smiled for a while: "Then next time he comes down the mountain, I will make some more for him to take away."
Xuan Yu said, "Today Lao Dao gave me another storage bag of prey. There are many wild animals on the mountain, and Lao Dao usually kills them and then leaves them alone. Now that he heard you want it, he is very happy that you can help deal with it." Du Heng was happy, "Really? Then let's see what prey we have tomorrow and pickle what needs to be pickled."
Xuan Yu held Du Heng's hand and placed it on his heart: "Yeah." Du Heng touched Xuan Yu's chest and heaved a sigh of relief: "The temperature has finally risen."
Du Heng wanted to pull his hand back, but after a few tries he found that he couldn't. Just as he was about to say something, Xuan Yu asked, "How are you at home today?"
Du Heng's attention was immediately diverted, and he said happily: "Good, very good." Du Heng thought for a while and said: "After you left, Feng Gui brought the caterpillar to me. Xiaoxiao and I removed the hair of the caterpillar and fried it. It tasted very good."
Xuan Yu sensed Du Heng's happiness, and his voice also became a little cheerful: "Yeah." Du Heng said: "I'll fry some for you to taste tomorrow." Xuan Yu's voice became even happier: "Yeah."
Du Heng added: "Feng Gui gave me a white jade bird and said it can be used to send letters." Xuan Yu said slowly: "Yes, the white jade bird can cross the Dongji Mountain and send letters to the world of human cultivation. When you write a letter, I will teach you how to use it."
Du Heng was very happy: "Okay, okay."
The two chattered for a while, mostly Du Heng talking and Xuan Yu responding. After a while, Du Heng's voice faded, and Xuan Yu's eyes glowed with a light blue light in the darkness. His fingers pressed on the back of Du Heng's neck, and Du Heng fell asleep in Xuan Yu's arms.
Xuan Yu's breathing became heavier, and he finally lowered his head and kissed Du Heng's lips. This kiss was like a spark that set the prairie on fire, and Xuan Yu cherished the kiss for a long time before he calmed down his breathing.
"Go to sleep..." Xuan Yu kissed Du Heng's forehead and held him in his arms cherishingly, "My love."
The next few days were sunny, but the snow on the ground showed no signs of melting. Du Heng was very busy these days. Hun Yidao gave him a lot of prey, and Du Heng was busy cutting up the meat. He had to pickle the meat and put aside the meat that needed to be made into stuffing.
He was busy for several days, and in the blink of an eye it was the 18th day of the twelfth lunar month. Du Heng was busy in the yard early in the morning. He had a lot to do today. He needed to take out the previously pickled meat in the barrel and dry it in the sun.
There were a few more large wooden barrels under the eaves, and now there was no room for the small stove. Because people were coming and going in the yard, it would be a bit of a nuisance to put bacon in the yard. After Du Heng and Xuan Yu discussed it, they started working on the terrace.
Du Heng and Xuan Yu went to the bamboo forest and cut eight bamboos. They used fist-thick wood to make fork-shaped supports at both ends of each main pole, with pieces of cleaned meat hanging in the middle.
At this point, you can already see the difference between bacon and cured meat. When the bacon was pickled, blood was extracted from the bacon, and Du Heng washed the blood off the surface with clean water before hanging it on the main pole, so the color of the bacon is pale.
The color of the bacon is yellowish because Du Heng added pepper salt and other seasonings to the marinade. It is estimated that because he used more seasonings, not much blood was precipitated from the bacon. Du Heng felt that the bacon was made very successfully this time, and it would not be bad to stir-fry with garlic sprouts or steam it next year.
Du Heng was busy hanging the meat on the bamboo poles while estimating: "This batch of bacon and salted meat can be hung on two bamboo poles, and the remaining meat can probably fill the terrace."
Xuan Yu supported the other end of the bamboo pole with one hand and said, "There is a formation on the terrace. You can dry as much meat as you want."
There is more to the formation on the terrace than just this, I wonder if Du Heng can see it with his eyesight. Xuan Yu is looking forward to Du Heng's surprised expression when he discovers the mystery.
Du Heng smiled: "Don't be too greedy. Lao Dao has already given us a lot of prey. We also need to give the wild animals in the forest time to recuperate, otherwise we will make them into bacon, and there will be no living creatures next year."
Du Heng looked at the land in front of the yard and thought: "When the snow melts next year, I will ask Jing Nan for a small piece of land and we will grow some vegetables." Xuan Yu said: "Okay."
Suddenly, Du Heng saw a figure swaying on the path at the entrance of the village. Du Heng squinted his eyes and looked over: "Hey? Xuan Yu, there's someone coming into the village."
Xuan Yu fixed the bamboo pole on the rack at the other end. When he heard Du Heng say this, he said without turning his head: "That is not a person, it is a puppet. The real person is still in the barrier at the entrance of the village."
Du Heng was stunned. It wasn't a human? So what he saw was a ghost? The eyesight of a monk was much better than that of an ordinary person. As the figure got closer, Du Heng could see it more and more clearly.
She was a girl in green. No matter whether she was a human or a puppet, she was wearing too little in the snowy weather.
The girl kowtowed every three steps, starting from the path at the entrance of the village. When she reached the door of Xuan Yu's house, she kowtowed straight to the path without looking around. Her whole body was pale from the cold, and there were blood marks on her forehead from kowtows. Even so, she did not stop.
Du Heng was about to speak when Xuan Yu said, "Is today... the eighteenth day of the twelfth lunar month?" Du Heng nodded, "Yes." Du Heng looked down at the girl who was still kowtowing. He felt that the girl was shaky and was about to fall down.
Seeing the girl knocking in front of Feng Gui's palace, Du Heng asked, "Is this girl here to see Feng Gui?" How much money must she owe Feng Gui to be able to do this?
Xuan Yu said calmly: "She is not here to find Feng Gui, she is here to find Jing Nan." Du Heng looked at the girl, and sure enough, the girl knelt down calmly in front of Feng Gui's palace and walked towards Jing Nan's house.
Du Heng sighed again: "There is a patient at home, and she is counting on Jing Nan to save him, right?" Xuan Yu said: "Every year on the 18th day of the twelfth lunar month, she comes to kowtow, you'll get used to it."
Du Heng's mouth twitched: "Why? But you said she was a puppet? But to me she looks like a real person. Look, she's bleeding." The blood on the puppet's head stuck to the snow, winding into a dot-shaped red rope from the village entrance to Jing Nan's house.
Xuan Yu said: "This is a long story. She will need to kowtow for a while before she can do it. Don't interfere. This is a matter between Jing Nan and her."
Du Heng looked at the girl again, leaning against the south side of his terrace, and leaning his head out, Du Heng could see the girl stopped at the door of Jing Nan's house. Then she knelt at the door for a long time, and Jing Nan, who usually came out to eat when called, actually closed the door this time.
Xuan Yu said to Du Heng slowly, "What are we having for lunch today?" Du Heng suddenly came back to his senses, "Ah, braised spareribs, stewed pork, steamed eggs, and stir-fried bean sprouts, how about that? We'll make meatballs in the afternoon, so let's just have something simple for lunch."
Xuan Yu nodded calmly: "Okay, I'll listen to you."
When lunch was ready, Xiaoxiao, who was usually the most enthusiastic about eating, didn't show up. Du Heng was puzzled: "What happened today? Aren't they going to eat?" Xuan Yu said: "No need to wait for them today, they probably won't come to eat."
Du Heng was puzzled: "Why?" What day is the 18th day of the twelfth lunar month? Could it be because of the girl who kowtowed to him?
Du Heng walked to the gate and looked out, only to see the girl still kneeling at the gate of Jing Nan's house. Du Heng sighed, "What a great determination! What happened?"
Xuan Yu called Du Heng in the yard, "Come back for dinner." As Du Heng walked to the gate of the yard, it was closed.
Du Heng looked at Xuan Yu in confusion: "What happened today?"
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Everyone in the village was acting strange today. Feng Gui and his friends had come to their house to eat breakfast in the morning. But after the girl in green entered the village, every household in the village closed their doors.
Those who don’t know the truth would think that this girl is a plague god.
Du Heng prepared a large pot of meat filling. This afternoon he was going to fry meatballs for the New Year at home. The two-foot-diameter pot was filled with pointed meat filling. Du Heng prepared two large pots of this filling.
After lunch, he started to mix the stuffing. Du Heng always felt that it was particularly quiet today. He thought it might be because Xiaoxiao didn't come. Usually when Du Heng made something delicious, Xiaoxiao would climb over the wall and squat on the stove.
Du Heng muttered, "It's strange, Xiaoxiao didn't go out today." Xuan Yu said, "Feng Gui is in a bad mood, Xiaoxiao probably won't be able to go out today."
Du Heng couldn't help but look at Xuan Yu. Xuan Yu saw the doubt in Du Heng's eyes. He sighed and said, "Well, you will know this sooner or later."
Du Heng's eyes suddenly sparked with flames of gossip. He quickly moved the wooden basin and sat next to the dining table. He stirred the meat filling while listening to Xuan Yu's gossip.
However, Xuan Yu was always concise. He said, "The woman kneeling at the door is named Jinghong." Jinghong? Du Heng had an impression of this name. It seemed that his house was designed by Jinghong.
Xuan Yu said: "Jinghong is very spiritual. She has a high level of attainment in formations, so the things she makes are very popular in the demon world." Du Heng nodded: "Hmm..."
"About eight hundred years ago, Jinghong fell in love with a man when she went to the west of Dongji Mountain for training. The man was a direct disciple of a major sect in the cultivation world, and Jinghong fell in love with him at first sight. For this man, Jinghong did everything she should and shouldn't do."
Du Heng asked: "For example? What did she do that she shouldn't have done?"
Xuan Yu glanced at Du Heng and said, "Do you know...there are three famous beads in the cultivation world? They are precious treasures."
Du Heng shook his head in confusion. When he came to the world of cultivation, he occupied the body of his original body, Du Heng. His original body was confused and usually did odd jobs in Medicine King Valley. If you ask him how much a low-grade spiritual plant costs, he will take a long time to respond, let alone these gossips in the world of cultivation?
The original owner, Du Heng, was a fool, and not many people wanted to play with him, okay?
Xuan Yu said: "These three beads are the Fantasy Sky Bead, the Mixed Sky Bead, and the Slaughter Sky Bead."
Du Heng was shocked. Phantom Sky Pearl? Now he knew, because the Phantom Sky Pearl was in his body at the moment! It was because of this pearl that he ran from the Demon Lord's territory to Dongji Mountain.
If he were still in the world of human cultivation, he would have died without a burial place long ago because of the magic sky bead he possessed.
Xuan Yu said: "These three beads were originally in the demon world, controlled by a big monster. But after tens of millions of years, the demon world was in turmoil. During the turmoil, the Killing Sky Pearl drifted to the human world and was obtained by Yang Yuanqing, the leader of Zhenhuang Mountain. The whereabouts of the remaining two, the Huantian Pearl, is unknown, and the Huntian Pearl is in Feng Gui's hands.
"During the turbulent years in the demon world, Feng Gui was ambushed by a great demon, and Xiao Xiao's spiritual roots were damaged. Feng Gui wanted to use the Hun Tian Pearl to repair Xiao Xiao's spiritual roots, but Xiao Xiao had not yet hatched. Feng Gui's Hun Tian Pearl was stolen by Jing Hong."
Du Heng was shocked: "Stole it?!"
Xuan Yu nodded heavily: "Yes, she stole it. At that time, Jinghong was someone Fenggui trusted. But she stole the Hun Tian Pearl for the man she liked. Without the Hun Tian Pearl, Xiaoxiao missed the best opportunity to repair her spiritual roots before breaking out of her shell. Fenggui was furious and never forgave Jinghong again."
Du Heng asked carefully: "Then what? What happened next?"
Xuan Yu said: "If Jinghong wanted the Hun Tian Pearl herself, we can understand. But Jinghong was deceived by that man, and the man abandoned Jinghong after getting the Hun Tian Pearl. He returned to his own sect to practice in seclusion, and then became the head of a large sect.
"Jinghong was abandoned like this. The man said to her: You are a demon, I am a human, and it is impossible for a human and a demon to be together."
Du Heng pouted and said angrily, "Scumbag."
Xuan Yu nodded: "We thought so at first, but Jinghong came back and told everyone that the man was not using her, she did everything willingly."
Du Heng's mouth twitched. He now understood why Jing Nan said that Jing Hong had poor eyesight. In Du Heng's opinion, Jing Hong not only had poor eyesight, but also had a poor brain.
Xuan Yu said: "Demon cultivators practice what they want. What Jinghong said is true. She really likes that man and is willing to give everything for him. Even if everyone tells her that she is being used, she still firmly believes that the man is not what everyone says."
Du Heng didn't know what to say, so he could only say: "How stupid."
However, now Jinghong knelt down in the village to beg Jingnan, things must not be that simple. Du Heng asked again: "What next?"
Xuan Yu said: "Because of this incident, Jinghong's reputation was ruined and he became a despised existence in the demon world. For a long time, Jinghong was hated wherever he went. It was not until Feng Gui said that the matter was over and there was no need to pursue it. Only then did Jinghong return to the demon world and find a place to stay."
Du Heng praised Feng Gui and said, "I didn't expect Feng Gui to be so tolerant. If I encountered this, I would be furious." Du Heng thought about it and figured it out: "Anyway, Feng Gui believed in Jing Hong so much. Maybe after thinking about it, he has calmed down."
Du Heng knew from the beginning that Feng Gui was a great monster, at least at the level of Dapeng Jinchi. Feng Gui's words still had appeal in the monster world, and he was indeed Feng Gui!
Du Heng decided to add more dishes to Feng Gui's meal tomorrow. He wanted to make some boiled pork slices, specially for the generous Feng Gui.
Xuan Yu seemed to see through what Du Heng was thinking. He smiled gently: "Feng Gui's anger will not be so easily extinguished. Jing Hong will pay a terrible price for what she did."
Du Heng was stunned: "A tragic price?"
Xuan Yu said: "Feng Gui has placed a curse around the Hun Yuan Pearl. Anyone who steals the Hun Yuan Pearl will be cursed by the demon race. When the curse takes effect, the meridians in the whole body will be broken. Once a year, the curse will become more and more severe. If Feng Gui does not lift the curse, the person who stole the Hun Yuan Pearl will eventually die in pain."
Du Heng was completely dumbfounded: "Ah!"
Xuan Yu was very calm: "Everyone should be responsible for what they have done, especially us demons who pay more attention to cause and effect. Jinghong stole the Chaos Pearl, which made Xiaoxiao unable to transform. How could Fenggui calm down his anger? The reason why he told the people in the demon world that this was the end was because he had found a way to punish Jinghong from the beginning.
"The higher the level of a demon cultivator, the more things they have that cannot be touched. For Feng Gui, Xiao Xiao is his weak spot. If Jing Hong touches Xiao Xiao's things, she will die. The only difference is when and how she dies."
Du Heng didn't know what to say anymore: "Then... why did Jinghong come back on her knees to find Jingnan? Could it be that Jingnan can cure her?"
Xuan Yu said: "If there is anyone in the world who can save her, it must be Jing Nan. Jing Nan and Feng Gui have been friends for many years, and he knows Feng Gui's methods to some extent. Jing Nan was also very angry when Jing Hong stole the Hun Tian Pearl, but he also admired Jing Hong's courage. So he made a bet with Feng Gui that if Jing Hong came to him during the annual curse, he would treat Jing Hong."
Du Heng... wanted to give Jing Nan more food again. It was not because he thought Jing Hong was right, but because he admired Jing Nan for being able to go against Feng Gui at this time.
Xuan Yu said: "To this day, I still can't tell whether Jing Nan is trying to save Jing Hong or humiliate her. If it weren't for Jing Nan, Jing Hong might have died from the curse hundreds of years ago. But because of Jing Nan, every year when Jing Hong comes, he will treat Jing Nan, relieve her pain, and even reconnect Jing Hong's broken spiritual roots."
Du Heng was a little confused, and the movement of mixing the meatballs in his hands slowed down: "This..."
Xuan Yu said: "The curse on Jinghong will flare up every 15th day of the twelfth lunar month. Jingnan told Jinghong that he would not treat Jinghong on the day of the flare-up, and he would let Jinghong suffer for three days. Then on the 18th day of the twelfth lunar month, he would ask Jinghong to kowtow every three steps from the village entrance to his door, and then kneel at the door until the sun sets, and then he would open the door to treat Jinghong."
Du Heng's hair stood up: "Is this... like this? But didn't you say that the one who was kowtowing was a puppet?"
Xuan Yu nodded slowly: "It is a puppet, but this puppet is a puppet with Feng Gui's characteristics. To control this puppet, you need to invest a lot of spiritual energy and spiritual consciousness. Everything the puppet experiences will be infinitely magnified on the original owner.
"After three days of severe pain from broken meridians, Jinghong could no longer stand up. If she wanted Jingnan to heal her, she had to put all her strength into the puppet. Even though it was the puppet that kowtowed, Jinghong would kowtow to everyone she deserved."
Xuan Yu looked at Du Heng, and he seemed to be talking to himself or to Du Heng: "Tell me, is this considered a treatment or a humiliation?"
Du Heng didn't know what to say. After a long while, he could only sigh and say, "She must love that man very much."
If she didn't love this man deeply, how could she be willing to steal the Hun Tian Pearl for him, and how could she bear all the curses and insults for him? After hundreds of years of living a life worse than death, if it were someone with a weak will, they would have found a rope and hanged themselves.
But Jinghong comes to the village entrance on the 18th day of the twelfth lunar month every year, kowtows every three steps, leaving a trail of blood, and welcomes the humiliation of Jingnan and Fenggui... What kind of spirit is this?
The author has something to say: When Xuan Yu rushed home in the middle of the night, he saw that the lights were on at home, someone had left a meal for him, and someone was waiting for him to come home. This kind of warmth was enough to make him rush forward like a moth to a flame.
I think the happiest moment in life is: standing in the garden at dusk, asking with a smile whether the porridge is warm.
As for Jinghong... let everyone judge what this girl did. Anyway, everyone has to pay the price for their words and deeds.
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