Martial Arts Crossover: My master tricked Huang Rong into becoming my wife!

The next day, the morning light filtered through the gaps in the vines, casting dappled patterns into the cave.

Chen Yanzhou was fast asleep, dreaming that he was back on a modern Simmons bed, holding a giant plush toy in his arms, soft and smelling of orchids.

He subconsciously tightened his arms and rubbed his cheek against the "doll," finding it incredibly smooth to the touch.

Suddenly, a tingling sensation came from the tip of my nose.

It looked like some oblivious little bug was crawling around.

Chen Yanzhou frowned, didn't open his eyes, and turned his head to try to avoid it, but the itching followed him like a shadow, tickling him on the left and right, and finally even swirling around the edge of his nostrils.

"Achoo!"

He forced back the sneeze, which was stuck in his throat.

Chen Yanzhou suddenly opened his eyes and saw a slender, fair hand with a strand of black hair held between its fingertips, hovering mischievously above his nose.

My gaze followed that fair wrist upwards and met a pair of large, dark eyes.

Huang Rong was holding her breath, staring at him with a mischievous smile. She hadn't expected him to wake up so suddenly, and it was too late to withdraw her hand.

Chen Yanzhou moved with lightning speed, grabbing the unruly wrist in one swift motion.

"What are you doing so early in the morning?" The voice was hoarse from just waking up, and it was unusually lazy.

Huang Rong was caught red-handed, but she didn't panic. She just blinked her big eyes a couple of times and instantly put on a well-behaved and innocent look, as if she wasn't the one who had just scratched someone with her hair.

"Um, shouldn't we... get up?" she muttered softly, trying to pull her hand back, but found it wouldn't budge.

Chen Yanzhou didn't let go; instead, he used a little force to pull them closer. This movement immediately made their posture somewhat subtle.

He then realized that his arms were wrapped around her waist, holding her tightly in his arms. No wonder he felt that the doll was warm in his dream; it turned out to be a human heater.

The two were very close, their breaths mingling.

When Huang Rong met his gaze, her ears turned visibly red, and her body stiffened slightly, but she didn't dare to move. She just looked at him with her eyes full of tears.

The touch beneath his palm was warm and delicate, and Chen Yanzhou's heart skipped a beat.

"cough."

Chen Yanzhou coughed lightly, released his grip without changing his expression, and smoothly withdrew his legs and arms from her body, as if he were not the one who had taken advantage of her just now.

"Awake? Are you hungry?" He sat up, stretched, and asked.

As soon as Huang Rong saw that the restraints were gone, she immediately shrank to the inside of the stone bed like an eel, hugging her knees, the blush on her face still lingering.

"Hungry." She nodded honestly, her voice barely audible. "It's all your fault. The snake meat yesterday was too greasy; I digested it all by midnight."

"It's good enough to have something to eat, why be picky?"

Chen Yanzhou rolled out of bed, casually straightened his slightly disheveled clothes, glanced at Wangcai who was still fast asleep in the corner, and kicked him.

"Ouch!" Wangcai cried out in pain, groggily getting up with a resentful look on his face.

"Let's go, time to get to work." Chen Yanzhou kicked the dog's butt.

Huang Rong also got up, and while putting on her snakeskin boots, she tentatively asked, "Are we having snake meat again today? How about we try something different? I'm going to throw up if we eat any more."

Chen Yanzhou walked to the cave entrance, took a deep breath of the crisp air, and said, "I'm about to throw up too. Let's have a good meal today."

Upon hearing this, Huang Rong's eyes lit up instantly, and she darted to his side: "What do you want to eat? Besides snakes, what else is in this valley?"

"There must be plenty of wild game in the mountains." Chen Yanzhou glanced back at her, a smirk playing on his lips. "Come on, I'll take you hunting in the wild."

……

In the early morning valley, the mist had not yet completely dissipated, and glistening dewdrops clung to the blades of grass.

A man, a woman, and a dog entered the woods in a large group.

Once Wangcai entered the woods, it was like returning to its happy old home. It happily led the way, sniffing under the trees and digging in the grass from time to time, its tail wagging like a propeller.

Chen Yanzhou carried a dead tree branch in his hand and followed slowly behind, his eyes scanning the rotten wood and grass around him.

"Hey, look at that!"

Huang Rong, with her sharp eyes, pointed to a fallen, withered tree and exclaimed in surprise.

The withered tree was covered with clumps of dark brown things, like little ears.

"Wood ear fungus." Chen Yanzhou walked over, reached out and pinched it. It was thick, soft and bouncy, obviously top-quality. "This is a good thing, it nourishes blood and qi, perfect for boosting your brain."

"You're the one who's brainless!" Huang Rong rolled her eyes at him, but her hands moved quickly as she picked the wood ear mushrooms and wrapped them up. "If you stir-fried these with eggs, they would taste amazing. It's a pity we don't have any eggs."

"Be content." Chen Yanzhou wasn't idle either. He rummaged through the grass nearby for a bit, and his eyes lit up. "Not bad, there's this too."

He bent down and pulled out a few plump mushrooms from the pile of fallen leaves.

"This color..." Huang Rong leaned closer, frowning. "Could it be poisonous? I read in a book that the more brightly colored the mushroom, the more poisonous it is."

"That's the usual case. This kind is called pine milk mushroom. It looks fancy, but it's actually very delicious." Chen Yanzhou casually tossed it to her. "It's excellent for making soup. Don't you have this on your Peach Blossom Island?"

"There are mushrooms to see on the island, but not this kind." Huang Rong took the mushroom, smelled it, and found it did have a pleasant fragrance, so she put it away with peace of mind.

The two walked and collected as they went, and before long, Huang Rong had filled a bag.

Besides wood ear mushrooms and mushrooms, we also found some tender wild onions and a few unidentified wild fruits.

Chen Yanzhou, on the other hand, paid more attention to those inconspicuous weeds.

He would stop every now and then, dig out a few grass roots with a twig, or pick a few leaves, chew them in his mouth, and then spit them out.

"Are you a sheep? Why do you eat grass whenever you see it?" Huang Rong couldn't help but complain, looking at his mouth full of grass bits.

"This is called Shennong tasting hundreds of herbs, do you understand?" Chen Yanzhou shook off the dirt from the handful of herbs he had dug up and stuffed them into his pocket. "Brother Eagle has accumulated a lot of snake venom in his body. Just eating Qingxin Fruit is not enough. We need to give him some medicinal food to regulate his body."

As they were talking, Wangcai, who was in front, suddenly stopped.

It lowered its body, letting out a low growl, its ears standing straight up, staring intently at a bush in front of it.

Chen Yanzhou's eyes narrowed, and he reached out to stop Huang Rong, who was still walking forward, making a shushing gesture.

"Shhh."

Huang Rong immediately shut up and followed Wangcai's gaze.

The bushes swayed slightly, and a faint gray shadow could be seen.

Chen Yanzhou narrowed his eyes, gathered his inner strength in his right hand, and shot out a stream of air, in which a pebble was caught in his palm.

"Woof!"

Wangcai let out a fierce bark and pounced out like an arrow.

Startled, the thing in the bushes suddenly darted out; it was a plump gray rabbit, which pushed off with its hind legs and tried to burrow into the tree hole.

Chen Yanzhou's gaze sharpened, and he flicked his wrist.

call out--

The sound of something cutting through the air was sharp and piercing.

The pebble struck the rabbit on the back of the head with lightning speed and perfect accuracy.

A muffled thud.

Before the rabbit could even let out a scream, its body stiffened in mid-air, then it fell straight to the ground, its four legs twitching twice before going still.

Just then, Wangcai pounced, biting the rabbit's neck in one bite. It shook its head triumphantly, then trotted back with the rabbit in its mouth, placed it at Chen Yanzhou's feet, tilted its head back, stuck out its tongue, and gave him a "praise me" look.

"Well done." Chen Yanzhou squatted down, rubbed the dog's head, and picked up the rabbit to weigh it in his hand.

Goodness, that's at least five or six pounds of fat.

"We're in for a treat today," Chen Yanzhou grinned, glancing at Huang Rong, who was staring in disbelief. "Braised or roasted?"

Huang Rong stared at the rabbit, her throat bobbed, and she swallowed.

"Grilled! I want the crispiest crust possible!"

"Okay, whatever you say." Chen Yanzhou hung the rabbit on his waist, in a great mood. "Let's go, let's go for a walk ahead and see if we can get some wild honey to make you a honey-roasted rabbit."