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Since Wen Qiong's vest fell off, she lived in the dining hall with her disciples. The dining hall became very lively. From time to time, there would be monks coming here to see Wen Qiong and the legendary figure Du Heng who possessed the Magical Sky Pearl. Of course, they would also eat something by the way.
Du Heng therefore prepared some easy-to-make dishes, such as beef and duck blood vermicelli soup, various noodles and wonton dumplings. When someone came, he only needed to take out the soup and ingredients and blanch or cook them in the pot. In less than a cup of tea, a bowl of hot vermicelli noodles or wontons was served on the table.
There were also big guys who came to eat, such as Yang Yuanqing from Zhenhuang Mountain. Yang Zongzhu came three times a day despite his illness, and every time he came, he sighed to Wen Qiong like a woman who had been let down. Later, when he came to sigh again, Wen Qiong could calmly ask him if he wanted to make a facial mask with cucumber slices on his face.
Sect Leader Yang was very hurt and depressed and would always eat two bowls of duck blood vermicelli before leaving.
Besides Yang Yuanqing, Ye Wenqiu was the most frequent visitor. Every time Ye Lao came, he would bring some small gifts to Du Heng. Today, he brought the introductory chapter of Kendo that he personally wrote. Du Heng gave him a plate of dried fish in return. Ye Wenqiu was now carrying the dried fish and went to have a long talk with Wen Qiong.
Du Heng was preparing ingredients to cook duck blood vermicelli soup. On the round table in the kitchen was a large pot of a dozen old ducks that had been marinated for an incense stick with salt, white wine, onions and ginger. Next to the large pot were duck blood soaked in salt water and duck livers with the gallbladder removed. In the colander next to it were two pots of golden beans cut in half, tender green vegetables, and sweet potato vermicelli kept in clear water.
These are all the ingredients that Du Heng has already processed. Some of the hard-to-clean ones need further processing. For example, he is concentrating on cleaning the duck intestines. After the initial cleaning of the fine duck intestines, they need to be washed three or four times with salt and white vinegar. When washing, the excess fat inside and outside the duck intestines needs to be removed. Only in this way can the cleaned duck intestines be fresh, crispy, chewy and have no peculiar smell.
When Du Heng was preparing the ingredients, Jing Nan floated in. He yawned and went to the stove to clean it: "Where are the sweet potatoes?"
Du Heng smiled: "You have slept till this hour. If the sweet potatoes were left in the stove, they would have been roasted into charcoal. I'll take them out and put them in the refrigerator for you." Jing Nan touched the refrigerator door in a daze: "I'm so sleepy..."
Du Heng said with concern: "Thank you for your hard work. I'll make you some hot duck blood vermicelli later." Nan Nan has not slept well at night these past few days. He whimpered in pain in the middle of the night yesterday. Feng Gui quickly called Xiao Yu, and the two of them worked together to make him feel a little better.
Jing Nan's face turned pale today, and he staggered when he walked. People who didn't know the inside story thought he was just being careless. Only those who knew the inside story knew how much pain he endured every day.
After hearing Du Heng say that he wanted to make duck blood and vermicelli soup, Jing Nan finally perked up: "Okay. I want more duck meat, no vermicelli." Du Heng agreed: "Okay, I'll keep all the duck legs for you."
The sweet potatoes in the refrigerator still maintained the temperature of the time they were just taken out of the stove. Today's sweet potatoes were a little over-baked, and the outer skin was already burnt. Jing Nan put the sweet potato on the ground and knocked it twice, and cracks appeared on the outer skin of the sweet potato. He pinched along the cracks, and the white inside appeared in front of Jing Nan.
So far, all the sweet potatoes Du Heng planted were white-hearted. He had never found any of the sweet potatoes, purple sweet potatoes, etc. that he had eaten in his hometown. White-hearted sweet potatoes are more solid, unlike the soft sweet potatoes. Jing Nan peeled off the skin and ate them with a spoon.
Jing Daxian was strolling around the kitchen, humming a little tune and looking around. Seeing Ye Wenqiu talking to Wen Qiong outside the house, Jing Nan poked Du Heng's waist in a mean way: "Du Heng, Du Heng, do you think Ye Wenqiu is interested in your master?"
Du Heng turned his head slowly: "Huh?! Is there?"
Jing Nan said, "Of course he has! How could he, a great elder, have nothing to do? He goes to the dining hall three times a day, and every time he goes there to chat with Wen Qiong. Isn't that obvious?"
Du Heng blinked: "If you say so, isn't Yang Yuanqing from Zhenhuang Mountain the same?" Jing Nan shook his head: "No, no, Ye Wenqiu can do it, but Yang Yuanqing can't."
Du Heng was puzzled: "Why? Why can't Yang Yuanqing do it?"
Jing Nan stuffed a large spoonful of sweet potato into his mouth, and he choked a little. Du Heng quickly poured him a cup of soy milk. He took a sip and sighed: "Ye Wenqiu is good-looking, Yang Yuanqing is ugly."
Du Heng thought that if Yang Zongzhu heard what Jing Nan said here, he would probably fight him with his spear. After all, Yang Yuanqing was the leader of a sect and had a handsome appearance. If he was not too straight, he would be the dream lover of countless girls. Why did he become ugly when he came to Jing Nan?
But Jing Nan casually said, "Actually, Ye Wenqiu is no good either. Apart from his higher cultivation level than Qiong Qiong, he is a complete loser in life. Look at the master and his disciple. If you put them together, they will live like wild beasts."
Jing Daxianer really deserved a beating. He denied the leaders of the two major sects with just two sentences. Du Heng could only be thankful that only he heard his words. If Ye Wenqiu heard them, the dining hall would probably not be able to operate.
Du Heng finally cleaned the duck intestines and gizzards. The pork and chicken bones that were blanched in the pot were ready. Du Heng took out the two kinds of bones, rinsed them and placed them in a colander on the side. While the water in the pot was still hot, Du Heng poured a large basin of duck into the pot and blanched them together.
These ducks are sea ducks, and each of them is an old duck that can lay eggs. Among the ingredients packed from Yunyanlou at that time, there were such ducks. Such ducks are not suitable for making salted duck or roast duck, but they are perfect for making soup.
Jing Nan watched Du Heng pick up the blanched duck and sighed, "It looks like a simple snack, but why is it so complicated?"
Every ingredient that goes into the pot needs to be carefully cleaned, take duck blood kept in salt water for example. Du Heng first soaks the duck blood in salt water, cuts the duck blood into long strips or blocks after an incense stick, and blanchs it in boiling water with salt and wine. When the duck blood changes color, it should be quickly taken out and soaked in cold water. When eating, the duck blood should be stewed in duck soup, so that the duck blood can be fresh and tender without any peculiar smell.
If Jing Nan were to make this dish, Jing Daxian would rather not eat it than waste the effort.
Du Heng smiled: "It's not complicated, it's just about cleaning the ingredients. You think it's complicated because you don't like cooking. For me, combining these ordinary ingredients to make something delicious is an achievement."
Jing Nan used a small wooden spoon to pick up the meat stuck on the sweet potato skin: "Oh. Did Xiaoyu and the others go to Lingbao Garden to practice formation again?"
Du Heng nodded: "Yes, Xiaoxiao and the others are going, do you want to go too?"
Jing Nan shook his head: "No, I want to stay at home and watch you." Du Heng smiled: "Why are you watching me? I'm an adult, I won't get lost."
Are they afraid that something like Yan Buhui will happen again? Yan Buhui has been locked up by the sword cultivators of Shenxu Palace. Even if he has a great cultivation, he can't escape from the dungeon of Shenxu Palace for the time being. Besides, Wen Qiong is still in the dining hall. Are they afraid that someone will come and cause trouble?
Jing Nan said: "Never underestimate human nature. Although you have the protection of the sect now, you never know how many eyes are staring at you. How many people here have bad intentions? Everyone's thoughts are not written on their faces. If someone comes to you to cause trouble, you won't even have time to cry."
Jing Nan sat down on the stool and pushed the owl, who was squatting on the stool, to the ground. The owl made a "meow" sound of grievance, and then walked out of the dining hall swayingly.
He said slowly, "You are sincere but that doesn't mean others will treat you the same way. Don't underestimate the malice in the world of cultivation. Although it seems that there are many kind people around you now, as long as there is one unkind person, it will be enough to make you uncomfortable."
Du Heng nodded solemnly: "Thank you, Nan Nan, I will pay attention to it."
Jing Nan's mouth was stained with the gray and black from the sweet potato, but he still said seriously: "Some things cannot be avoided by paying attention. In short, we still have to be cautious."
Du Heng smiled: "Okay."
After all the ingredients were prepared, Du Heng prepared to fry the duck. He poured soybean oil into the pot, and when the oil was hot, he poured the blanched duck into the pot to stir-fry to remove the water. When the duck's skin was fried until it turned slightly yellow, he poured white wine into the pot to remove the fishy smell.
After stir-frying it a little more, he added enough boiling water to cover the duck, and it was enough for him to make more than a hundred bowls of duck soup, so there could be no ambiguity.
After adding boiling water, the duck soup in the pot soon boiled, with a layer of golden oil floating on the water surface. Du Heng threw ginger slices and scallions into the pot, and also threw in the seasoning bag for stewing duck.
The seasoning package for stewing duck soup was a little different from the one he used to stew salted duck before. Jing Nan took a quick look and saw that Du Heng had added seven or eight spices to the package. There were star anise, cinnamon, bay leaf, tsaoko, tangerine peel, angelica root, and ginger. The amount of each spice was not much. Compared with the previous salted duck and salted goose, this package was smaller.
Seeing Jing Nan had some doubts, Du Heng smiled and said, "These spices are only used to enhance the flavor and remove the fishy smell. Don't use too much, otherwise the flavor will cover the original flavor of the duck. The soup base of the duck blood vermicelli soup relies on the original flavor of the duck."
Jing Nan shrugged: "Oh."
After putting the spice bag into the pot, Du Heng also put the previously blanched pork bones and chicken racks into the big pot to stew together. When the water boiled again, Jing Nan found that the color of the soup in the pot had turned slightly white.
Du Heng skimmed off the foam floating on the soup, then he covered the pot and let the duck soup in the pot slowly stand the test of time. While doing this, he was going to deal with the duck offal.
It is a bit troublesome to process duck offal. You need to add spices to another pot and stew it temporarily to remove the fishy smell. Then take out the duck offal and put it in a casserole with duck soup to continue stewing for a cup of tea and an incense stick. Then you need to take out the duck offal, let it cool, and slice it for later use...
Jing Nan was dizzy watching this. He threw the leftover sweet potato peels into the stove and washed his hands in the sink: "It's too troublesome. I'd better wait to eat. I'll go out for a walk, you take your time to cook."
Du Heng responded: "Okay, take care of yourself and don't run too far." Jing Nan's voice came: "Oh."
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Not long after Jing Nan left, someone came to the dining hall. Du Heng looked up and saw him hurriedly wiping his hands with a towel and walking out of the kitchen: "Senior Brother Yun! You're here!"
Yun Zhonghe's face darkened. He said in a cold voice, "Elder Du, you are too polite. You are now the inner disciple of the Dingkun Sect's Sect Master. Yun Zhonghe is only an inner disciple of Yaowang Valley. You cannot call me Senior Brother."
As soon as Du Heng heard Yun Zhonghe's tone, he knew he was angry. He went up to him flatteringly: "Brother Yun, don't be angry. I didn't know my master was the head of Dingkun Sect before." This was the truth. When Wen Qiong revealed his true identity, Du Heng was completely dumbfounded.
Yun Zhonghe was still in a bad mood. He held Du Heng's pulse with his backhand and put his hand down after pressing for a while. "You are a tall tree that attracts winds now, so you should be careful. I don't want to come and collect your body."
Du Heng chuckled and changed the subject: "Senior Brother Yun, have you had breakfast? Would you like some buns?"
Yun Zhonghe looked at Du Heng with complicated eyes. He couldn't help but raised his hand and slapped Du Heng on the head: "Eat, eat, eat, all you think about is eating!" He used to be the type who only cared about eating and not about being beaten in Yaowang Valley, and he is still like this now. When will he get better!
Yun Zhonghe was probably the only one in the world who could beat Du Heng without any burden. Du Heng's original body was scolded the most by him when he was in Yaowang Valley, but he was also the one who protected him the longest.
Yun Zhonghe sat in the dining hall with a teacup in his hand. He looked Du Heng up and down and said, "You have a good opportunity. You should practice well with the leader of Dingkun Sect in the future. The leader of Wen Sect is good, and the people around you are also good to you. Compared with the days of working hard in Yaowang Valley, your life now is pretty good. You should cherish it."
Du Heng nodded hurriedly: "I will, Senior Brother Yun, don't worry."
Yun Zhonghe sighed and said with emotion: "When you were still a little medicine boy, Master handed you over to me. He told me that you would be of no use in this life. Now it seems that Master was wrong. It shows that chance is something that is unpredictable."
Du Heng laughed and said, "If it weren't for Senior Brother Yun's protection, I would have been killed by Yan Buhui a long time ago."
Yun Zhonghe shook his head: "I don't think so. I think you have become wiser in the Demon Realm. Maybe the Phantom Sky Pearl has stimulated your potential and awakened your mind. Compared with the stupid Du Heng before, you are smarter. Even without me, you can survive. You see, you found a way to survive by going to Dongji Mountain, while many people will die on the way. This is destiny."
Du Heng didn't think so: "If it weren't for the talismans and magic weapons given by Senior Brother Yun and other senior brothers, I would never have been able to reach Dongji Mountain."
Yun Zhonghe's slender fingers fiddled with the outer wall of the teacup, and he seemed to be thinking about something. Du Heng did not bother him. He stood up and went to the refrigerator to take out some cakes and placed them in front of Yun Zhonghe: "Brother Yun, have some snacks."
Yun Zhonghe had no interest in snacks. He thought for a moment and said, "There are things I want to tell you. But I'm afraid that if I tell you, it will only cause you more trouble."
Du Heng blinked: "Hmm? Senior Brother Yun, please go ahead."
Yun Zhonghe said, "I told you before that you were left at the gate of Yaowang Valley and then picked up. But I lied to you."
Du Heng nodded: "Oh~" This was the original owner's story. Now that he thought about it, Du Heng knew very little about the original owner. He could only roughly guess who this person was from the original owner's few memories.
The original owner was not very smart, or could be described as stupid. Before Du Heng possessed him, he worked as an outer servant in Yaowang Valley. He had a good-looking face, but he often did cowardly things. The outer servants looked down on him, and the inner disciples looked down on him even more. Du Heng's original life was not good before, but fortunately he had a place to stay and did not wander around.
Now, after hearing Yun Zhonghe talking about the original owner, Du Heng couldn't help but sit up straight. He occupied someone else's body, so he was affected by his karma. If the original owner had any unfulfilled wishes or wanted to do something, he had the obligation to help the original owner complete it.
Yun Zhonghe said, "In fact, it was Master who brought you back. When he brought you back, you were completely unconscious. How should I describe it? Just like... just like a puppet doll."
Hearing the word "puppet", Du Heng's heart skipped a beat. He couldn't help but think of the abandoned puppets he saw in Lingbao Garden. The faces of those puppets looked too much like him. Although he comforted himself that it was possible that he had a common face, could there really be such a coincidence in the world?
Yun Zhonghe said carefully: "Puppets need to be driven by spiritual energy, but you don't. But you are different from ordinary children. When Master brought you back, you were raised in liquid medicine. Just like the drug testers in Medicine King Valley."
Drug testers are a miserable existence. Whenever a new drug is developed, medical practitioners need to use drug testers to test the drug. Although before testing the drug, medical practitioners have already tested the drug on animals. But animals are animals after all. They can't speak, and it's impossible to see if there are any abnormalities in their bodies. Only when the animals die or go crazy, medical practitioners know that the drug is not suitable.
Many drug testers had a miserable life. They would develop sores or all kinds of strange drug reactions. In order to save their lives, the medical practitioners would soak them in liquid medicine. Many drug testers would soak in liquid medicine for a long time, and their skin would turn into strange colors, and they would become neither human nor ghost.
In the world of cultivation, only those who have committed heinous crimes will be sent to the Medicine King Valley to be drug testers. In addition, there are also poor people whose families can't make ends meet who will take the initiative to embark on this path.
Yun Zhonghe said, "You were a baby when you were brought back. Master raised you in the medicine pool in the back mountain for five years. During this period, your body grew and you looked no different from an ordinary child. Your food was not the Bigu Pill, but the pills refined by Master."
Du Heng was already dumbfounded. Even though he had little knowledge of the world of cultivation, he could hear the problem in Yun Zhonghe's words. No human baby could stand being kept in the liquid medicine, let alone five years. Even if it was five days or five hours, they would not survive. But the original owner could survive in the liquid medicine for five years and still grow up? !
Yun Zhonghe said, "Five years later, you suddenly opened your eyes. The master wanted to take you in as his disciple, but you kept crying every time you saw him. The master had no choice but to find someone to take care of you. And I am the one chosen by the master to take care of you."
Du Heng looked at Yun Zhonghe in astonishment. Yun Zhonghe looked at Du Heng calmly: "Is it ironic? Your original intention was to let me take care of you. But when the people in the sect found out that you were a weak and vulnerable fool, they began to despise you. Including me."
Yun Zhonghe said, "I have a bad temper. If you still can't remember something after I tell you once or twice, I will get angry when you tell me the third time. Now that I think about it, I was just average to you, not good at all."
But it was this kind of Yun Zhonghe that made the original owner Du Heng willing to give everything to protect him.
Yun Zhonghe said, "When you raise something, you develop feelings for it. This is true for cats and dogs, and it's the same for people. In fact, I've long understood that you and I, and you and anyone around me, are different. If you ask me to find a more reliable explanation, I think your confusion before was more like you lost your memory and were sealed. I even speculated that you were a powerful person from somewhere, and lost consciousness due to various changes."
Du Heng felt numb. He touched his face and felt like he was dreaming.
Yun Zhonghe said to Du Heng very seriously: "So when the Phantom Sky Pearl flew from Yan Buhui's hand into your body, I knew something would change in you."
Yun Zhonghe had been with the original owner for more than ten years, and he knew the original owner best. When Du Heng came over and opened his eyes, he knew that Du Heng was no longer the same person. Yun Zhonghe sighed, "During the time in the Demon Realm, I kept thinking about whether to tell you these things. But even if I told you, you couldn't do anything at the time, and I didn't know what kind of person you had become. What if you were a big devil who harmed a place, wouldn't that harm the cultivation world?"
Du Heng asked dryly: "Then why are you telling me now?"
Yun Zhonghe said, "I'm telling you now because I'm sure that with your personality, you can't be a demon. You now have the time, energy, and ability to verify what kind of person you were, where you came from, and what happened to you. Now you can slowly start to investigate."
Du Heng's mind was in a mess. He had always thought that the original owner was an ordinary fool. Now he was told so much information. How could he check it?
Yun Zhonghe said slowly, "People are always curious. I have tried to help you find out your background, but Master treats me like a son, and I am a more realistic person. I will not offend my Master for a fool. What if you are really a heinous person? What I did will only make Master sad."
Du Heng was still dumb and asked: "Why are you telling me now? Aren't you afraid of offending your master?"
Yun Zhonghe said, "I am afraid. I am afraid that after investigation, the person who committed the heinous crime will be my master."
Du Heng looked at Yun Zhonghe in confusion. Yun Zhonghe's eyes showed hesitation and pain. "After we returned to Yaowang Valley, we told Master what happened in the Demon Realm. When Master heard that the Phantom Sky Pearl possessed you, his expression was very strange. He sighed and said two words."
Du Heng asked: "What did he say?"
Yun Zhonghe said, "Master said: committing a sin. From what I know about Master, he is regretting it. Master has saved countless lives, and I have only heard him say this twice. The first time was when he personally fed poison to his brother who betrayed the Master, and the second time was after he heard about your story. If he didn't regret it and didn't struggle, he wouldn't say this."
Yun Zhonghe smiled bitterly and said, "Although I am not the disciple who knows Master best, I am indeed the one he loves the most. Master said such words because he felt sorry for you and hurt you. He even told us that if Yan Buhui came to the sect to ask for someone, we should keep our mouths shut and not tell him where you are. All of this makes me feel weird."
Du Heng recalled that neither the original owner nor he had any memories of talking to the master of Medicine King Valley. Even when they met in Zhengyang Palace before, Du Heng and he did not make eye contact. He vaguely remembered that the master of Medicine King Valley was a very kind old man with white hair. Did something happen between this old man and the original owner?
Yun Zhonghe looked Du Heng in the face. "Du Heng, you are no longer the same as you were before. I could have kept these things to myself, but I'm afraid that one day you might think of something and cause trouble for Medicine King Valley. By then, no one in Medicine King Valley will be your opponent, so I might as well take the initiative to tell you. Please consider that I'm telling you now, and let my master go if you find out anything in the future. If you have any grudges, just come to me."
Du Heng smiled and shook his head: "Brother Yun, what are you talking about? Am I the kind of person who likes fighting and killing?" The original owner was willing to give his life for Yun Zhonghe. Doesn't this prove something?
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Yun Zhonghe smiled in relief: "That couldn't be better. By the way, before Master brought you back, he went to Shenxu Palace. I have always wondered if you are a sword cultivator from Shenxu Palace, or a clone of a sword cultivator?"
Du Heng frowned slightly: "Shenxu Palace? Are you saying that I left from Shenxu Palace?" This is strange. The original owner had no impression of the existence of Shenxu Palace at all.
Yun Zhonghe said uncertainly: "I can't be sure, it's also possible that Master picked you up along the way. But I think this possibility is not high. I still tend to believe that you are from Shenxu Palace, but because of various reasons you can't stay here, Master took you back to raise you."
Seeing Du Heng's confused face, he sighed: "I don't know whether I should tell you these things, but now that the words have been spoken, it will be difficult to take them back. Think about it yourself."
Yun Zhonghe finished his tea, put down the teacup and left, leaving Du Heng staring at the still steaming teacup. After hearing what Yun Zhonghe said, Du Heng had only one word to describe his feelings at the moment, and that was - panic.
I was panicking inside, but on the surface I remained calm as a nut.
When Jing Nan entered the room, he saw Du Heng staring blankly at the empty teacup. He patted Du Heng on the shoulder and said, "Hey, come back to your senses. What's that smell in the kitchen?"
Du Heng jumped up with a cry: "My duck offal!!" He ran to the kitchen in a hurry. When he opened the lid of the pot, Du Heng beat his chest and stamped his feet: "Oh! My duck offal!"
When Yun Zhonghe arrived, Du Heng was putting the duck offal in the pot to remove the smell. Originally, it only took half a cup of tea to take it out and stew it in the duck soup, but he was busy talking, and the duck offal was stewed in the spices for more than an incense stick. After taking it out, it was full of the strong smell of spices. Jing Nan said happily: "That's good, the smell is completely removed."
Du Heng was speechless and choked: "My duck offal..."
Jing Nan smiled happily: "What were you talking about with your Senior Brother Yun? You sound so happy? It's okay. If it breaks, just replace it with something else."
Du Heng put the duck intestines aside. It was impossible to stew the duck offal with duck soup. He could only soak the duck offal in old duck soup to see if it could be saved. Thinking of this, he took out a casserole and placed it on the stove.
After opening the lid of the cauldron, golden oil was seen floating on the milky white duck soup. Du Heng added a proper amount of salt to the cauldron to adjust the taste. He scooped up a small spoonful of soup and brought it to Jing Nan's lips: "Nan Nan, taste the saltiness."
Jing Nan took a sip with a wooden spoon and said, "Almost done, very delicious." Du Heng smiled and said, "The duck is good, and the soup will be delicious."
As he spoke, he scooped a few spoonfuls of soup from the big pot and poured it into the casserole. The boiling duck soup soaked the duck offal. Du Heng held the casserole and muttered, "I hope I can save it a little bit."
The duck soup in the big pot was bubbling, and the fragrant smell of duck soup lingered around the dining hall. The warm sunlight slanted into the kitchen from the window and fell on the round table by the window. Jing Nan lay on the round table and hummed a little tune.
As soon as he relaxed, Du Heng thought of what Yun Zhonghe had said to him. He felt as if his heart was blocked and his face couldn't help but look a little bad.
Jing Nan stretched out her hand and waved it in front of his eyes: "Hey, you're in a bad mood? What's wrong? Tell me about it."
Du Heng looked at Jing Nan's bright smile and said awkwardly, "Nan Nan, what if I'm not a human?" As soon as he finished speaking, Du Heng realized that there was ambiguity in his words. Wasn't he scolding himself? He quickly added, "What I mean is that my body is not like that of ordinary people, born by my parents and grown naturally. What should I do?"
Jing Nan said indifferently: "If you are not a human, then you are not a human. Is being a human nobler? Look at me, Xixi, Xiaoyu, we are not human."
Well, these three are all demon cultivators, so it doesn’t matter to them whether Du Heng is a human or not. Du Heng was amused by Jing Nan’s words: “Why do I feel like nothing matters to you?”
Jing Nan stretched out on the round table and said, "As long as we are fine, everything else won't be a problem."
Du Heng looked at the lazy Jing Nan, and he also agreed with Jing Nan's point of view. He said: "Nan Nan, let me tell you something. I don't know if Xiaoyu has told you that I am not actually from Taixu Realm, at least not Du Heng, the outer sect servant of Yaowang Valley."
Jing Nan narrowed his eyes and said, "Xiao Yu has said it, so what? It doesn't matter who you are or whose body you are in. As I said before, as long as we are together and doing well, it's better than anything else."
Jing Nan said: "If you feel that you can't let go of your original body and want to investigate this matter thoroughly, that's fine. Xixi Xiaoyu and I will help you investigate. You don't have to take this kind of thing to heart, just forget it after you hear it."
Du Heng was still a little hesitant: "But..."
Jing Nan smiled and said, "You can't hide things in your heart. Whatever you think, you want to write it on your face. Besides, you don't have the brains to investigate such things. If you trust us, leave it to us, and you can cook your dishes and improve your cultivation. Instead of thinking about these things that make you upset, you might as well think about making a few delicious dishes."
Du Heng smiled gratefully: "Thank you, Nan Nan."
Jing Nan looked at Du Heng with a smile: "Let's not say thank you to each other. We are all family, and these are what we should do. Are you feeling better now? When I came in just now and saw your expression, if I didn't know you, I would have thought the sky had fallen."
To be honest, Du Heng's mood is still a bit complicated. In Yun Zhonghe's mouth, he is a person of unknown origin, but in Jing Nan's mouth, this is nothing. Under the ups and downs, Du Heng has mixed feelings, and his mind is still numb at the moment.
Seeing that Du Heng still looked a little unnatural, Jing Nan smiled and said, "I'll give you a gift. Do you want one? You'll feel better after seeing it."
Du Heng asked curiously: "Ah? What gift?"
Jing Nan looked around and saw Wen Qiong and the others were still chatting under the old tree. He said to Du Heng, "Close your eyes."
Du Heng really closed his eyes obediently: "What is that? It's so mysterious." At this time, he felt something extremely smooth in his hand, and it felt like... fur? !
Du Heng suddenly opened his eyes, and saw that Jing Nan in front of him had turned into his original appearance with silver hair and golden eyes. Du Heng was enveloped by Jing Nan's tail! He was like being in a sea of fur, surrounded by furry and fragrant fur. Jing Nan's seven long tails came from all directions and enveloped Du Heng. Such a spectacular and beautiful scene made Du Heng open his eyes wide: "Wow!"
This was such a pleasant surprise that Du Heng couldn't help but smile. He reached out to touch Jing Nan's tail and said, "It's so beautiful." Jing Nan twisted her tail and said proudly, "Of course, I'm the most beautiful little fox. Qing Heng has even given me a stamp of approval!"
The fur was warm and silky, and felt like soft clouds. It was loose and soft to hold. Du Heng really wanted to throw himself on Jing Nan's tail and roll around. Jing Nan seemed to see through Du Heng's thoughts. He smiled and said, "Want to roll around? Go ahead. But be quick. I'm setting up the barrier now. It will be a bit troublesome if Ye Wenqiu sees it."
Du Heng happily buried his face in the fur in front of him: "Nannan, it's great."
Falling in the fur, Du Heng felt all his troubles fly away. His body felt light and relaxed, and his mood became cheerful. Jing Nan's fur embraced him gently like flowing water. No matter which direction he touched, he could feel the smooth fur. For Du Heng, this was the ultimate enjoyment, both visually and tactilely! Sure enough, the most healing thing in the world is fur!
Jing Nan's voice rang in his ears: "You can't let Xiaoyu know that I let you roll around in my tail." Du Heng rolled around comfortably: "Why?"
Jing Nan said, "Xiaoyu is a very jealous person. He doesn't have much hair but he doesn't let Xixi and I show off in front of him. If he knew, I'm afraid you wouldn't be able to get up tomorrow."
Du Heng casually pulled the tip of the tail sliding in front of him, and he gently scooped it up and held it in his arms. Rubbing against the gorgeous fur, Du Heng was so beautiful that he almost took off: "Well, I won't say it!"
I have to say that Jing Nan's gift was really great! But beautiful things are fleeting, and before Du Heng had time to savor it, Jing Nan retracted his tail.
Du Heng was disappointed: "Ah, it's gone. Nan Nan, will I be able to see your tail often in the future?" Jing Nan narrowed his eyes: "When we get to the village, I can show it to you often. Forget about it in the human cultivation world. I'm afraid of causing unnecessary trouble."
Du Heng recalled the soft touch: "No wonder Xiaoxiao likes to roll around on your body, it's so comfortable."
Jing Nan said seriously: "When there is a chance in the future, I will also transform into my original form and let you roll around on me!" Du Heng nodded hurriedly: "Yeah!"
At this time, Wen Qiong came in with cucumber slices on her face: "I smell the smell of duck soup! Can I eat duck blood vermicelli soup?" Du Heng looked behind Wen Qiong: "It's not ready yet, where's Lao Ye?"
Wen Qiong went to lift the lid of the pot and said nonchalantly, "He left. He kept nagging me, and I had to use some tricks to make him leave. Otherwise, he would have stayed here and naggled with me for the whole morning. It's so annoying to see a grown man nagging me."
Jing Nan asked casually, "Hmm? What tricks did you use?" Wen Qiong put down the pot lid and smiled obscenely, "I asked him to go take a bath together, but he ran away without looking back. Even if I said I would go with him in my man's body, he was not happy. Hey, virtue, it's not like I haven't seen it before."
Du Heng and Jing Nan both silently gave Wen Qiong a thumbs up: "Great!"
The author has something to say: Xiaoyu: Nannan, can you let me apply the hair growth cream again?
Nan Nan: Don’t apply it. It’s useless for you with scaly skin even if you soak in hair growth cream.
Xixi: Besides, your body wouldn’t look good if it was covered with hair.
Nan Nan: Hmm... a long, hairy dragon. It’s hard to imagine.
Xixi: You can refer to the caterpillars on the trees, they are all long and narrow.
Xiaoyu suffered a heart-breaking blow and exploded with anger.
Jing Nan and Feng Gui touched their heads: Ah, my hair! !
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