The chicken cubs were busy looking up and down, and the chicken soup in the pot was gone at a speed visible to the naked eye. Du Heng was a little embarrassed: "That..."
Xuan Yu folded his umbrella and walked into the house, bringing a gust of cold air. He placed the umbrella by the door, and Du Heng closed the door. He looked at the yellow chicken on the stove and then at Du Heng. Du Heng said nervously, "I only fed him rice. He asked for the chicken soup himself."
Xuan Yu nodded: "I'm sorry to bother you." Xuan Yu's voice was steady, and his words were like a cello. Du Heng nodded and shook his head without any moral integrity: "No, it's not a bother."
The yellow chicken didn't consider itself an outsider at all. It drank from the soup pot, then ran to another pot to peck at it. Soon, Du Heng's rice and chicken soup were all gone. Du Heng's face almost cracked. He had never seen a chicken that could eat chicken meat, nor had he seen a chicken that could remove bones.
He only saw the yellow chicken peck at a piece of meat, chew it, and then turn its head and spit out a piece of shiny bone on the side of the stove. The whole pot of meat was eaten up by this chicken!
Du Heng had no time to stop him, and saw this guy even picked up the rice crust with his sharp beak and ate it all. Du Heng: ...I cooked twice, and he didn't eat enough once. Where can he go to seek justice?
After the yellow chicken finished eating, it combed its feathers subtly. He jumped off the stove and landed on the ground with a solid "thump". Then he shook his wings at Du Heng: "Chirp~"
Du Heng picked him up and looked him up and down. The chicken was not as big as the pot. He saw him eat a pot of rice and a pot of soup. But the chicken did not change! He is indeed a demon cultivator. Is he so strong even as a cub?
Xuan Yu said to Du Heng, "I'm sorry to trouble you." Brother, although you are good-looking and have a nice voice, you don't show any sincerity when you say the same thing twice!
Xuan Yu said: "This child's nickname is Xiaoxiao. He ate your meal. We should compensate you."
Compensation? What kind of compensation could he get in this desolate mountain and wilderness? Gold or silver? Or a snail girl to help him with housework? Du Heng held the yellow chicken, not feeling that he was holding someone else's child hostage.
Xuan Yu asked Du Heng seriously: "Sir, what kind of compensation do you want? As long as we can do it, just ask." Du Heng's eyes lit up and he blinked: "Any compensation is fine?"
Xuan Yu said: "People who practice cultivation value their promises, as long as it does not exceed our capabilities." Du Heng thought for a moment and said: "I wonder if Mr. Xuan Yu knows if there is a place nearby where I can settle down?"
Xuan Yu looked at Du Heng steadily. Du Heng felt a little flustered. Was it a bit too much for him to exchange a meal for a place to live?
Du Heng was afraid that he would look like a shameless person in the eyes of Xiaoxiao and Xuanyu, so he quickly explained: "It's like this, I have to do something... I can't stay in the world of human cultivators for the time being. My senior brother told me to try my luck in Dongji Mountain, maybe I can find a way to survive. My situation is a bit special, if I'm not careful, I'll be hunted down and bring harm to others... Oh... forget it, I'd better not cause trouble to others."
Du Heng became more and more depressed. Even the people in Yaowang Valley didn't dare to take him in. What about Xiaoxiao and Xuanyu, who he had only met once? He couldn't be so shameless. He should wait until tomorrow morning to find a place to stay that could shelter him from the wind and rain.
The yellow chicken chirped twice at Xuan Yu, and Xuan Yu said, "Xiao Xiao said that the food cooked by the master is delicious and he likes it very much." The yellow chicken chirped a few more times, and Xuan Yu raised his head and looked at Du Heng seriously with a pair of black eyes: "Xiao Xiao asked the master if he is willing to go back to the village with us. It is not safe for you to stay here alone."
The yellow chicken raised its head and chirped at Du Heng a few times, and rubbed its furry head against Du Heng's chest, which made Du Heng's heart melt. Xuan Yu said, "There are bears and wolf monsters here. If you stay here with your current cultivation level, you will become food for the monsters."
Du Heng began to think, there is a village here? Seeing that Xuan Yu and Xiao Xiao are not human, it should be a demon cultivator's village? What will be the consequences for an ordinary person to enter a demon cultivator's village? If you ask people in the cultivation world, they will definitely say: Unless I am tired of living, I will never go there even if you kill me.
But Du Heng, an outsider, found it... so interesting!
Looking down at the furry Xiaoxiao, and looking up at the handsome Xuanyu, Du Heng smiled and showed his white teeth: "My name is Du Heng, please take care of me in the future, Xuanyu and Xiaoxiao." It was great to have someone willing to take him to a place where he was unfamiliar with. He had nothing, at most there was a bead in his body that he had never seen before.
Dongji Mountain is full of risks, and he can't survive in the wilderness for long. If the demon cultivators don't despise him and give him a place to stay, that would be great. If the demon cultivators come for the beads, he will accept it.
At this time, the snowstorm in the mountains started again, and the talisman outside the hut began to flash golden light again. The sound of trees being crushed by the heavy snow could be heard from time to time. Xuan Yu said in a gentle but firm voice: "Mr. Du, there will be snowstorm tonight. We will return to the village tomorrow when the snowstorm stops."
Du Heng felt a little embarrassed, and he said, "Just call me Du Heng." Xuan Yu thought for a while and said, "Du Heng." His voice was so nice. Du Heng always felt that his name was not so good, but in Xuan Yu's mouth, these two words were like special effects, and they sounded numb in his ears.
Du Heng hugged Xiaoxiao and said, "It's snowing outside. Xuanyu, did you go find Xiaoxiao to have dinner?" Xuanyu is really a beauty. No matter from which angle you look at her, there is no blind spot. Du Heng looked at Xuanyu with envy. It is said that there are beauties in the world of cultivation, but there are not many beauties like her in the world of cultivation, right?
Xuan Yu said, "Demon cultivators with spiritual energy can avoid the desire for food." Du Heng understood, "That means they didn't eat. It just so happened that Xiaoxiao ate my dinner, so I didn't eat it either. Wait, I'll cook a new pot of rice now."
When Xiaoxiao heard that there was food to eat, she immediately opened her yellow mouth towards Du Heng: "Children should not eat too much for dinner, otherwise they will have stomachache due to indigestion." Xiaoxiao felt like she was hit by frost, and her whole body wilted.
With one more person and one more chicken in the hut, it was much more lively but not crowded. Xuan Yu was a very quiet person. He sat cross-legged quietly on the floor under the window. Xiao Xiao was circling around the stove. His wings were flapping so much that they left afterimages. Du Heng almost stepped on him several times.
There was no time to make chicken soup, so Du Heng made a dish of braised chicken cubes. This time he chose chicken thighs with skin and cut them into small cubes. After the oil in the pan was hot, he put the chicken cubes into the pan and fried them until they turned light yellow.
Du Heng was busy as Xuan Yu watched his back. When Du Heng heard Xuan Yu's voice, he thought he was hallucinating. Xuan Yu asked, "Du Heng, where are you from?"
Du Heng had thought about this question on the way here: "I am a disciple of Yaowang Valley." Xuan Yu asked: "But is it the Yaowang Valley in Xiling Mountain?" Du Heng nodded randomly: "Yes, that's it."
Xuan Yu said: "You came too early. The herbs in Dongji Mountain will not grow until spring comes. Every year, many cultivators come to Dongji Mountain to look for spiritual plants and spiritual beasts." Du Heng smiled and said: "Yes, maybe I can see the spring in Dongji Mountain in a few months."
Xuan Yu asked again, "Did you come from Medicine King Valley?" Du Heng felt that he was about to go back to the village with Xuan Yu and the others, so he should be honest. He said honestly, "No, I came from the territory of Demon Lord Yan Buhui."
Xuan Yu thought for a moment after hearing this: "Hmm." Du Heng asked: "What's wrong? Have you heard of Yan Buhui's name?" Xuan Yu shook his head honestly: "No."
As he talked, Du Heng fried the diced chicken. In fact, he could only add a little seasoning. But with just that little seasoning, the whole bamboo house was filled with the smell of fireworks.
Xuan Yu smelled the aroma of meat, and Du Heng placed a plate of diced chicken on the ground in front of him: "The house is simple and many furnitures are not bought yet. Don't mind, Xuan Yu." Xiaoxiao took a piece of diced chicken in one bite and swallowed it with a chirping sound, as if to say, "Don't mind, don't mind."
Du Heng handed Xuan Yu a bowl of spiritual rice and a pair of bamboo chopsticks: "Just eat it. When conditions permit in the future, I will make you something delicious." Xuan Yu reached out and took the bowl and chopsticks.
There was a talisman for lighting in the small bamboo house. Because it had been used for a long time, the light was a little dim. The spiritual rice seemed to be stained with a layer of hazy light, and Xuan Yu smelled the unique fragrance of the spiritual rice.
Du Heng sat cross-legged opposite Xuan Yu, holding a bowl of rice in his hand. He couldn't wait to pick up a few pieces of diced chicken and put them on the rice. The diced chicken had been deep-fried, and tiny bubbles appeared on the skin, absorbing the soup and smelling fresh and fragrant. The soy sauce dyed the diced chicken red-brown, and the diced chicken covered with sauce fell on the rice, and a piece of red suddenly appeared on the white rice.
Du Heng mixed the diced chicken with the rice and put it into his mouth. The sweetness of the rice and the salty freshness of the chicken juice intertwined in his mouth, which greatly increased his appetite. After chewing a few times, the plump rice and the firm chicken mixed together. The hungry Du Heng swallowed the second mouthful before he could finish chewing the rice in his mouth.
Xuan Yu held the chopsticks in his hand, he looked at Du Heng who was eating rice in big mouthfuls, and then looked at Xiao Xiao who was secretly stretching her neck to eat the chicken cubes. He subtly put a mouthful of rice into his mouth, and then a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes.
This was the first full meal Du Heng had since arriving at Taixu Realm. He and Xuan Yu ate half a pot of rice and half a pot of diced chicken. Du Heng lazily fell to the ground after eating, and his body began to warm up.
Xiaoxiao rubbed against Du Heng, and Du Heng hugged Xiaoxiao: "People still need to eat. Eating will warm the body." Such warmth cannot be replaced by the fasting pill.
Du Heng fell asleep after saying this vaguely. Xiaoxiao snuggled up to Du Heng and slowly closed her eyes.
The lighting talisman on the wall finally burned out. There was a slight popping sound, and the hut became dark.
In the darkness, Xuan Yu looked at Du Heng who was sleeping on the ground with Xiaoxiao in his arms. His eyes were shining like stars in the night sky.
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