"Hurry up, be looking for a fight slowly!"

"Put more spicy food for me. The mutton is the most delicious when roasted. If it is not spicy, it will lose its flavor!"

"Save the sheep's head for me, I can eat one by one!"

Yuanshan Village was lively and the kitchen was even more lively. A group of bandits smelled the fragrance and surrounded them all. While watching the little Taoist priests sweating profusely in front of the two fires, they did not forget to scold or give orders, as if they were all old men and Xu Yan was a slave.

"Everyone has a share." The fat chef shouted with his waist and said, "This Mid-Autumn Festival, the boss has given instructions to give his brothers some good food. Don't worry, everyone has a share!"

"Chef Wu, your kitchen is so light this time. I don't have to work anymore. I can cook too. Will it be possible to transfer it to your kitchen?" A bandit joked with a smile.

"Who doesn't say that, with this little Taoist priest here, I see that you can sleep all day in the kitchen."

"Does the Taoist priests love to work? Next time, let this kid come out with us? Recently, my hands are sore when I kill people. Let him kill a few for me."

"Little Taoist priest, I live in a big wooden house in the west. From today on, the chamber pot will be yours. Have you heard of it?"

The last person to speak was a small leader in the village. He was almost like a pig. He looked straight with his eyes on Xu Yan, and his tone was very fierce, looking fierce. After yelling for a long time, he found that he was still busy roasting lamb. He suddenly became angry and kicked Xu Yan with a kick.

"I'm talking to you, are you deaf? I'm pretending to be stupid to me, believe it or not, I've put you on the fire and roasted it!"

"Call me?" Xu Yan scratched his head and crawled up, and said with a silly smile: "I thought you called another Taoist priest."

"He is the only Taoist priest in the entire Yuanshan Village. He thinks this is a Taoist temple, so he is so stupid."

"If this kid could not work, he would have been killed eight times long ago. Our Yuanshan Village would not accept Hanzi."

"Like a pig, what do he eat to grow up when he is so big?"

A group of bandits were watching the excitement with laughter. The fat leader pressed the knife handle with one hand and picked up Xu Yan's neck with the other, shouting: "You fucked you grew up eating pig manure. Let me tell you the last time that the chamber pot in the big house in the west belongs to you, so that I can find that the chamber pot in the morning is not clean, and I will kill you!"

He pushed the little Taoist priest away, and the fat leader went up to break off a half-baked lamb leg, chewed it, and immediately spit it out.

"Damn it's not cooked yet, hurry up, it's almost dark and it's not cooked yet. Are you all the food in the kitchen?"

The little leader was like his grandson in front of the three village leaders, but in front of other minions, he was the real old man. The fat leader threw the lamb leg to Xu Yan and said viciously: "Put more spicy food. I want this lamb leg. I want the focus. I like to eat battered food. I will put as much spicy food as I have!"

"Okay, OK."

Xu Yan held the lamb leg and then went to roast it. He sprinkled a handful of spicy food. The flames immediately ran around in the fire. The bandits watching the fun were impatient and went to play with money first. They didn't see that there were some very small grass chips mixed in the pile of spicy food.

Only half of the poisonous weeds thrown into the well by Mei Sanniang, and half of them were mixed by Xu Yan in salt and spicy food. Whoever tastes the most heavy or dies the fastest in this roasted lamb today!

At sunset, three complete roasted lambs were sent to the courtyard of the three village owners by the kitchen. The person responsible for delivering the meal was naturally the little Taoist priest. The golden lamb was covered with a layer of red spicy food on the surface, which looked like it made people's index fingers tremble.

It was a delicious meal specially prepared by Xu Yan for the three bandit leaders, and the amount of poisonous weeds was the most.

When the boss was sent to the roasted sheep, Liao Jiuming, the boss, nodded when he saw the fat sheep and was very satisfied. The second boss, Han Lei, picked him up and ate him. However, in the courtyard of the third boss, the roasted sheep was taken over by two subordinates, and Lu Hai was not in the village.

The three camp masters were all masters. Xu Yan didn't know how powerful the innate warrior was, so the weight of the poisonous weed was increased by him. If the three camp masters who could even poison even ten cows could not kill them, Xu Yan would have no choice.

Xu Yan knew very well about the poison prepared by hook and stalking herbs. Not only did the old Taoist priest once used this poison to poison wolves, but when he was living in the Yunguan, the old Taoist priest often taught Xu Yan to distinguish various poisonous weeds, and also taught him the pharmacology between poisonous weeds.

Xu Yan can only say that he has a little understanding of the way of medicine, but it is not an exaggeration for everyone to say that Xu Yan is the way of poison. Although he does not know what the skills he has learned are of use, he can already vaguely detect the good intentions of his master to him.

He can distinguish poisonous weeds and poisons, at least when walking in the world, Xu Yan will not fall into the poison.

In the kitchen garden, Xu Yan became happier and hurried in the mountain village. After a day of busyness, he was hungry and could not eat today's food. So while the fire was still still hot, Xu Yan found a pheasant that he had just cleaned up yesterday in his room, wrapped it with mud of leaves, and buried it in the fire. It won't take long to eat this beggar chicken.

The poisonous hair of the hook kiss is very slow, and it takes at least half a day. When the poison is released, the poisoned person will feel unbearable abdominal cramps. Because of the severe pain, the whole person will hunch over. When he dies, he will hold his legs tightly, like a ball.

The tragic scene is not far away. The dinner that starts in the evening will become a real hell at midnight.

If a thousand people's mountain village is slaughtered in one fell swoop, it will be a tragedy on earth. But this is a bandit village, and the village is full of evil bandits. If you kill them, Xu Yan didn't feel guilty.

The little Taoist priest who roasted the pheasant sat by the fire and lowered his head and pondered.

Xu Yan was thinking about the three village leaders Lu Hai.

This morning, Lu Hai left Yuanshan Village alone, and didn't know what to do. He hasn't come back yet. If he hasn't come back before midnight, it would be troublesome.

Last time in the pigpen, Lu Hai had murderous intentions for the sake of the little black pig, and later was blocked by Mei Sanniang. Although Lu Hai did not cause trouble for Xu Yan these days, Xu Yan always remembered the cold eyes when the other party left.

That three village master will never give up.

Xu Yan's hands were unconsciously pinched. Human calculations were not as good as God's calculations. Who would have thought that Lu Hai could leave the village during the Mid-Autumn Festival? If this evil tiger was missed, Xu Yan and Mei Sanniang's situation would be dangerous.

"A lineage of innate warrior..." the little Taoist priest next to the fire whispered: "How strong will it be? His true energy is not as good as a locust. Could it be that the stone I made can compete with the innate sword energy?"

Xu Yan's doubts came from the dim true energy on the sword held by the innate warrior.

From childhood to adulthood, Xu Yan had never seen such a strange halo, except for seeing the stones he had made with all his strength. Xu Yan used to think that the halo on the stone was because the stone was too fast and rubbed with the wind. Since he saw the true energy on the long sword of Lu Hai in Yuanshan Village, Xu Yan realized that the locust he had made with all his strength seemed to carry innate true energy.

Am I a congenital warrior?

Xu Yan smiled mockingly. It was impossible. He didn't even know how to make a sword move, so how could he be among the innate warriors?
Chapter completed!