I am rich in the fairy world

Chapter 1153 Cloud Fish
"Can we catch fish here?" Su Shan asked curiously.

The Ice Demon curled his lips and said, "You don't know this. Look at the sea of ​​clouds below. What's the difference?"

Su Shan observed carefully: "These clouds - it seems that there are many fine winds from different sources inside, stirring up many clouds that churn and then disappear quickly."

"That's not the wind, it's a strange fish."

Su Shan was surprised: "Fish in such a high altitude? How come I have never heard of it?"

Ice Demon: "Your family didn't keep any records, right? There are so many things you didn't keep records of. The roe of this fish comes from extremely tall icebergs. Very few icebergs will give birth to a kind of glacier fish that only lives in the frozen water of the ice layer. When the sea of ​​clouds touches the icebergs, the roe flows into the sea of ​​clouds, and very few can hatch. The clouds you see are the fish swallowing and spitting out in them. You are lucky, I will let you taste it."

After saying that, he lifted the fishing rod, and at the end of the fishing line without even a hook, there was a fish gleaming with fine golden and silver light. It was thrown up and flew towards Su Shan. Su Shan subconsciously grabbed it and looked into the confused eyes of the fish.

The Ice Demon flicked his finger, and the fishing line slipped out of the fish's mouth and fell back into the sea of ​​clouds.

"Call her out and cook."

Su Shan did not move: "I think it is not suitable."

The current Hu Qing is not at all suited to cooking.

"Let me do it. I will."

The Ice Demon turned his head and looked at him unhappily: "Is your cooking worthy of your taste?"

Su Shan: "."

Ice Demon: "Go quickly, she still cares about you."

Su Shan felt that the Ice Demon was like an evil mother-in-law, and he was the useless splint.

The fish didn't struggle at all, as if it was frozen.

When he walked into the room, Hu Qing looked over and saw the fish: "You want to eat fish? Okay, how do you want to eat it?"

Although her personality has changed drastically, she still has to pamper her man.

Su Shan secretly breathed a sigh of relief: "Cook the way you like it, I will kill the fish and you can cook the final dish."

Some things really depend on talent. When it comes to cooking, no matter how many times he practices, he can never make the same dish as Hu Qing. Even if the taste is exactly the same, there is always something missing.

Hu Nuan: Humph, that’s the taste of mother, the taste of home.

Hu Qing said it was troublesome, rolled up his sleeves, took the fish, walked directly to the Ice Demon, released all the tools, and used his spiritual sense to detect the fish.

"This fish is very good, pure and clean. No need to cut it open, just put it in the pot directly."

Even the fish bones are crispy, tender and transparent, I think it will taste great when you eat it.

As soon as the fishing rod was lifted, Su Shan hurried to pick up the fish.

"You should catch more. Just two fishes would be a waste of my good seasoning." Hu Qing urged.

The Ice Demon glanced at her sideways, and the fishing rod began to swing up and down, and Su Shan couldn't catch all the fish.

Hu Qing simply called out Yin Ya Huang Yue Lao Ren Ginseng for a team-building dinner.

There was also a tabby kitten, which, as soon as it came out, started rolling around with the fish that Hu Qing had stuffed into its mouth.

Yin Ya was fine, as he was originally a demonic wood spirit, but Old Ginseng really disliked the environment of the Demon Realm, and his gray eyebrows were tightly furrowed. Huang Yue looked at him and also frowned.

Hu Qing said coldly: "Get used to it, I will be in the Demon Realm more often in the future."

Old Man Ginseng was stunned. Why did he feel that Hu Qing had become a different person?

The space can be viewed from outside, as long as Hu Qing opens the permission. In principle, they can all see what is happening outside. But Hu Qing has Su Shanhou, so they can't see it in many cases. Juanbu will also help manage the space, especially the overbearing Bing Mo, who has more power than Juanbu. Except for him, he can make anyone else unable to see. Only those with high cultivation have always had the right to view from outside.

But Lao Renshen was devoted to farming and didn't need any authority unless Hu Qing found him or he had something to do.

As for Huang Yue, she learned everything from the old man. Of course, she herself was not interested in external affairs, she just needed a safe place to live.

So, when Old Ginseng looked at Hu Qing's colorful face, he suspected that she was possessed. He thought about which spiritual plants in the space could help her. Ginseng was not suitable as it could not replenish her when she was possessed.

Hu Qing: "I am a demon now, do you reject me?"

Old Man Ginseng was stunned: Hu Qing turned into a demon? Can we still have fun? Ahhhh——

He took two steps towards Hu Qing with a strange expression: "I don't reject you." It's really strange.

You know, the main body of old ginseng is a plant, and plants are more sensitive than animals. Animals can still struggle to escape when their living environment changes dramatically, but plants cannot run away. Even if they can change themselves imperceptibly to adapt to the new environment, this long adaptation process must be tragic and miserable.

Especially spiritual plants, they live by absorbing spiritual energy, and they have a complete physiological aversion to demonic energy.

At this time, the old man ginseng said that he did not reject Hu Qing, which actually meant that the spiritual plant would not hate Hu Qing's demonic aura. This was very strange in his cognition.

"It's strange, there is no spiritual energy on you, it's completely different from before, but I don't feel uncomfortable. Could it be that I have adapted to the demonic energy?" Old Man Ginseng was surprised and looked at Silver Fang, "Is it the influence of space?"

But he frowned immediately: "But I don't like the air here. I think I still don't like the demonic energy. Then the one I like is Hu Qing, and it's natural for me to like you."

He lives in Hu Qing's space, which is equivalent to the subject of the lord of Hu Qing's space.

Hu Qing: "You have to adapt. You may need to walk outside in the future."

Old Ginseng was not happy: "I will grow medicinal herbs for you, as many as you want."

He is not interested in what is happening outside.

Hu Qing stopped trying to persuade him for the time being. In fact, if it weren't for the fact that old ginseng was a plant that couldn't stand being beaten, she would have made him obey her a long time ago.

The warlike Hu Qing was irritable inside, but he could control himself.

"Hey, hey, cooking fish, don't you know what you should do?" The Ice Demon glanced over, "Roasting rabbit meat?"

Huang Yue was frightened and hid behind the old man.

Hu Qing had a blank expression on his face: "Ice slurries are also delicious when fried."

The Ice Demon raised his eyebrows with interest. His personality had changed and he became bolder. No, it should be said that he stopped pretending and dared to speak his mind after his personality changed.

There were a lot of fish caught, Hu Qing took out a large basin, put on gloves and cooked the ingredients. The layers of bright and hot red made everyone swallow them again and again. But, it's so spicy, can you still taste the fish?

The Ice Demon was also silent, thinking that Hu Qing was targeting him. It was rare for him to want to eat human food.

After marinating all the fish, Hu Qing took off her gloves. Although she could use magic spirits or spiritual power to prevent the marinade from contacting her skin, the gloves were a sign of her respect for the food.

Gloves: Just talk about hygiene.

Hu Qing picked up the calico kitten and looked at the faint teeth marks on the fish with disdain. What a weak little kitten, it couldn't even eat fish.

The kitten was naive and didn't realize that Hu Qing disliked her. She meowed and rubbed against her legs, looking up: I want to eat fish.

Hu Qing cooked fish soup in a separate pot and simmered it over low heat.

Turning around, there were big soup pots, big frying pans, and big ovens, with tons of yellow oil being poured into them and handfuls of bright red chilies being added in.

Everyone swallowed their saliva. In fact, she wanted to send them all away.