The heavens start from Maoshan

Chapter 169 Cui Hongjian

"Xiaosheng Cui Hongjian, after chatting for so long, you still don't know your brother's name?"

It was getting dark.

Cui Hongjian just remembered that he didn't know Zhang Heng's name yet.

"My surname is Zhang Mingheng, and I am a cultivator."

Zhang Heng was talking.

Suddenly, I saw Cui Hongjian covering his abdomen with both hands, and there was a rumbling sound of hunger in his stomach.

"Ashamed, ashamed!"

Cui Hongjian blushed slightly: "It's getting late now, Brother Zhang, you are a guest again, I should invite you to share dinner, but unfortunately it's raining continuously today, I didn't go out, there is really no rice for cooking at home."

"hungry!"

Zhang Heng was not surprised: "This is easy to handle, just look at me."

With that said, Zhang Heng put on the awning, left the cabin and came to the lake.

As far as I can see, because of the rain, there are many fish in the lake lying on the water to breathe.

"Ray comes!"

Zhang Heng drew out his sword and pointed at the lake.

boom! !

A thunderbolt descended and exploded on the lake in an instant.

After the aftermath dissipated, Cui Hongjian took a closer look and said happily, "Fish, there are so many fish floating on the lake!"

"Come!"

Zhang Heng used his mana to grab the lake.

On the surface of the lake, more than a dozen of the electrocuted fresh fish flew to Cui Hongjian's feet in an instant.

"Brother Zhang is really a god!"

Picking up the two fish, Cui Hongjian was overjoyed.

Zhang Heng smiled without saying a word, and only said, "Is this dozen or so fish enough for us to eat?"

"Enough is enough, let alone one day, even five days is enough."

Cui Hongjian brought a bamboo basket, packed more than a dozen fish, and said happily: "I'm going to light a fire to roast the fish, and cook a pot of fish soup. The rest will be sold in the market tomorrow, and I will exchange some flour." Make pancakes when you come back, and when you turn around, Brother Zhang, you are leaving, so take them with you on the way to satisfy your hunger."

Zhang Heng smiled without saying a word, and waved his hand to signal Cui Hongjian to go quickly.

As a result, I waited left and right, but I couldn't wait for the grilled fish to come up.

Check it out.

When it rains, the firewood gets damp.

Cui Hongjian lay in front of the stove and blew violently, making his face look ashamed, but he didn't see any sparks.

"Brother Zhang, I'm afraid I won't be able to eat the fish."

Cui Hongjian looked ashamed: "I'm a scholar who is useless. I can't even light the stove. How can I go to high school in the future?"

"You go back."

Zhang Heng waved his hand, signaling Cui Hongjian to back off.

After he stepped back, Zhang Heng glanced at the damp firewood and took out a divine fire talisman: "The divine fire is as urgent as a law!"

call!
The spell spontaneously combusts.

Zhang Heng threw his backhand, and the magic fire talisman landed on the firewood, and the flames burst into flames instantly.

"What are you still doing?"

Zhang Heng looked at Cui Hongjian: "Add water and boil the soup."

"exactly."

Cui Hongjian hurriedly made fish soup.

Zhang Heng looked aside.

Not only did Cui Hongjian's family have no rice for cooking, but they didn't even have oil, salt, sauce and vinegar, let alone other condiments.

Seeing that he boiled fish soup with clear water without adding anything, Zhang Heng knew that letting him do whatever he wanted would mean ruining his own fish.

"This river fish has a strong earthy smell, and you can't drink it without seasoning."

Zhang Heng took out a few bottles of condiments from the talisman bag on his body: "This is salt, oil, ginger noodles, and pepper. See how I make it."

Cui Hongjian watched Zhang Heng's movements.

With the pouring of various condiments, the aroma of fish soon overflowed, making the mouth water.

He exclaimed in admiration, "Brother Zhang, are you still carrying these things with you when you go out?"

Zhang Heng boiled the fish soup and said with a smile: "I can cover the sky, sit on the ground, and eat all directions. As long as it is not a life-severing world, I will not be starved to death. Besides starving to death, of course, I must pursue the quality of life."

For Zhang Heng, regardless of birds, beasts, fish, shrimps and crabs, with his strength, he can eat whatever he wants, and he can eat whatever he wants.

In this way, bringing some condiments is more useful than bringing some canned food.

What is canned food? It would be nice to eat a few wild game and eat something fresh.

"Well, the smell came out."

Smelling the aroma, Zhang Heng greeted, "Take the cauldron away, I'm going to use the stove below to roast two more crispy fish."

Cui Hongjian gladly accepted the order.

a little.

One pot of fish soup, two grilled fish are ready.

Just at this time, the rain outside also stopped.

Zhang Heng asked Cui Hongjian to bring a stool, and the two sat outside the thatched hut, lighting a bonfire, chatting over fish soup and grilled fish.

"It smells so good, it smells so good!"

is eating.

On the small road, a strange old man with white hair and an oil umbrella walked up.

Zhang Heng looked up.

When he saw that the old man's clothes were not wet, he didn't react at all, but when he saw that the cloth shoes on the old man's feet were also completely clean, he frowned.

"Old man, where did you come from, and where are you going so late?"

As soon as Cui Hongjian saw a white-haired old man, he couldn't help standing up: "The night road is not easy to walk, I think you are also hungry, so let me make you a bowl of fish soup to keep you warm." Warm up."

"Fragrant, fragrant!"

The old man muttered something.

"It's delicious. Brother Zhang made this fish soup and grilled fish. It uses a lot of seasonings. I've never heard of some of them."

Cui Hongjian went to the thatched hut and took out a big bowl: "Don't worry, I'll serve you soup right away. Take a sip and make sure you swallow it with your tongue."

"It smells so good."

Looking at the back of Cui Hongjian Shengtang, the old man sniffed his nose vigorously: "It smells like human flesh."

"What flavor?"

Cui Hongjian turned his head.

In the eyes, the old man's complexion was snow-white, and the two buns tied on top of his head turned into a pair of sharp horns at some point.

"It smells like human flesh, I can't wait!"

The old man rushed over, grabbed Cui Hongjian's shoulder and was about to bite his neck.

"Humph!"

Zhang Heng snorted coldly.

The Taiping sword that was placed at hand was drawn out of its sheath in an instant, and the old man's right hand was cut off with one blow.

baa!
The old man screamed, and what came out of his mouth was not a human voice, but a goat-like bleat.

Hearing such a cry, Zhang Heng's eyes lit up: "I said, why is there a smell of mutton, it turned out to be a goat spirit!"

"Bah!"

The old man twisted his body.

In a blink of an eye, it turned into a goat without front legs, lowering its head and bumping towards Zhang Heng.

"Flying!"

Zhang Heng stood up instantly.

boom! !

The goat spirit, who was as big as a calf, bumped his head against the back wall of the thatched hut, flicked the horns on his head, and immediately overturned the whole thatched hut.

"my book!"

Cui Hongjian looked at the collapsed thatched hut with his eyes tearing open, and rushed in to rescue the books.

"Damn!"

Zhang Heng raised his eyebrows and slashed down with his sword.

Whoosh!
A cold light came out from the Taiping sword.

In just a split second, it circled around the goat spirit's neck, and then the sword light returned to the body and disappeared on the Taiping sword again.

Bang! !

The headless goat spirit took two unsteady steps and fell heavily to the ground.

"Photo!"

Zhang Heng put his sword back into its sheath, took out a wine gourd, and pointed it at the monster's body.

In the next second, a demon pill the size of a peanut burst out of the demon's body, turned into a streamer and threw it into the gourd.

Goo-dong-dong!
Shake the gourd and listen to the sound of the wine inside.

Zhang Heng nodded in satisfaction, and put the lid on the gourd: "The more you drink the Yaodan wine, the more delicious it becomes. Soak it for a few days first, and then look back to see how the medicine works."

"Brother Zhang, the book, the book is destroyed!"

Cui Hongjian was holding a few books soaked in rainwater, and couldn't help crying.

"What are you crying for?"

Zhang Heng was in a good mood, and explained, "If I wasn't here today, don't talk about books, I'm afraid you'll lose your life. You escaped with your life, shouldn't you be happy?"

Cui Hongjian thought about it, it seems that this is the case.

"Did you see this goat on the ground? It was transformed by the goat's essence. It is as strong as a calf. It weighs [-] catties for every [-] catties."

"Push it on a small cart and sell it in the town. You can sell it for ten taels of silver."

Zhang Heng glanced at the collapsed thatched hut: "Build another thatched hut, add some pens, ink, paper and inkstone, it should be more than enough."

Hearing the sound, Cui Hongjian waved his hands again and again: "Brother Zhang, you killed this goat spirit. Not only did I not help, but you saved my life. The money should belong to you. Cui is also a scholar. I don’t want the money if I do something or not.”

Upon hearing this.

Zhang Heng looked at Cui Hongjian, and found that he was not joking, and thought to himself: "He is in a difficult situation, but he does not lose his ambition, this scholar is interesting!"

(End of this chapter)