After asking, Zhuo Yifan learned that he had a cold all over his body that day. In order to save him, the uncles and aunts in the village took out the elixir hidden in the house and made a pot of tonic soup for him to drink... almost.
The village’s heritage has been exhausted.
Now that the stock of medicinal herbs in the village has been exhausted, if anyone gets sick again, they will have to survive on their own.
No wonder my body has been very warm since I woke up.
Zhuo Yifan was secretly moved. No wonder Lin Fan couldn't let go of this place.
Although Xancun is remote and poor, the human kindness and warmth here are really valuable in this world of jungle.
"My child, you don't have to think too much. Xuancun is the eternal harbor for the people of Xuancun. If other people are sick, as long as they are people of Xuancun, the village will not care about them. You just woke up and are still very weak. Just rest in peace and recover..."
When the old villager said this, another sound of footsteps came from outside the door. It was Chen Fu who was alarmed by the conversation between the two.
"Xiao Linzi, you finally woke up, but you scared me to death." Chen Fu walked in, carrying a bow behind him. He had obviously just returned from hunting. Seeing Zhuo Yifan wake up, he felt relieved.
Although there is still some food rations in the village, I don't know if they can survive this cold winter. In addition to clearing snow, Chen Fu and others have to take care of hunting work to save more food for Xuan Village.
Thinking that Chen Fu and the others were leaving tomorrow, the old village chief couldn't help but feel a sore nose. He staggered to the door of the room, smoking silently, trying his best to suppress his emotions.
"Just wake up, just wake up! This hunting was very successful. My uncles destroyed a tiger den and hunted four armored tigers. Later, I will stew a pot of tiger bone soup and give you a big meal.
." Chen Fu laughed and then described the hunting experience.
Although what he said was a bit exaggerated, the old village chief and Zhuo Yifan both laughed and listened with amusement.
They buried their heavy hearts deep in their hearts and did not show it. While talking, Chen Fu stretched out his hand from time to time and lovingly rubbed the young man's little head.
Zhuo Yifan stared at him, taking in the deep reluctance in the other person's eyes.
He decided to draw all this into a memory talisman and give it to Lin Fan when he reincarnated.
Xixuan Village, such a rare place, deserves to be cherished by everyone. What about a person who has lived here since childhood?
…
On the pretext of rest, Chen Fu and the old village chief left.
"Good disciple, let's see the master give you a sigh of relief."
Zhuo Yifan sat cross-legged on the bed, with a slight curve on his calm face.
He slowly closed his eyes, and the mental method of "The Way of the Five Emperors and Demon Emperors" merged into his mind.
In just a moment, Zhuo Yifan's soul completely calmed down. Relying on the power of the Five Elements, he extracted spiritual energy bit by bit from the sky, earth, flowers, plants and trees.
Although this method is slow, it is much better than ordinary breathing. Even though the amount of spiritual energy is very small, you can still feel it.
Soon, the impetuous and distracting thoughts in the heart, along with the movement of the mind, quickly dissipated and became pure.
The whole process was like a fish in water, without any obstacles. The main reason was that Lin Fan had been studying essays in the past few years, and the good mood of the reader played a vital role.
After completing a round of "The Way of the Five Emperors and Demon Kings", Zhuo Yifan felt refreshed and refreshed.
With the second run, the qi and blood in the body become clearer and the spirit becomes clearer, improving little by little.
This was repeated for several hours, until Zhuo Yifan heard the sound of footsteps, he slowly stopped.
At this time, his state has returned to the Great Perfection of the innate spiritual state.
Although it was not as good as expected, it was more than enough to deal with the immortal who could cause an avalanche.
"Xiao Linzi, after a good sleep, you feel much better. Let's take a walk. There is a roasting of tiger meat at the entrance of the village. I will take you there." Chen Fu pushed the door open, and couldn't help but pull Zhuo Yifan's wrist and go there.
Walk to the entrance of the village.
At the entrance of the village, several strong men were sharpening their knives. The green chopping knives were repeatedly ground on the black rocks, causing sparks to fly. The flesh and blood of the armored tiger was a rare elixir for replenishing qi. If you want to eat it, you have to break the outermost layer.
of hard shell.
Naturally, this kind of skinning work can only be done by a few talented people in the village. The old village chief looked at them and sighed again. After today, it will be difficult to eat in the future.
Here comes the delicious tiger meat.
This was the last meal that several men had in Xuan Village, and it was also an anonymous practice meeting...
"This armored tiger is so big, bigger than the mammoths in the mountains." A group of children yelled, sucking their fingers, and a string of saliva flowed down the corners of their mouths.
The strong man with the knife in his hand laughed: "It's really rare. When we found these armored tigers, they were still resting in the cave. This bumper harvest is enough to feed Xuan Village for several days."
"If you peel off this armor carefully, you can make several swords and daggers."
"It's all thanks to Mr. Chen."
Several strong men described this experience in detail. After removing Chen Fu's exaggeration, there were completely two versions.
The villagers gathered around the bonfire, all smiling and laughing.
At this time, with a pop, the man used all his strength and chopped off the tiger's head.
Blood immediately rushed out.
The villagers have already prepared pottery jars to collect blood. This is a kind of elixir that can be worth several taels of gold when sold in the market, making it extremely precious.
Soon, Zhuo Yifan also came and gathered around the fire with the children in the village, watching them peel off their armor and clapping his hands.
He quietly exerted his spiritual power and helped secretly.
Suddenly, several strong men found that the iron armor peeled off much easier. With a gentle pull, they could take off a large piece.
In just half a stick of incense, an armored tiger was dealt with. The old village chief nodded with satisfaction and sent people to move away the broken armor and several large jars of precious blood medicine.
"The meat is divided into two parts. One part is roasted for the villagers to eat, and the other part is pickled. Each household will share a little." The old village chief stroked his beard and said.
The whole village couldn't finish such a big armored tiger. Moreover, now is a special period, and the old village chief will never allow waste.
Several strong men worked together to place the mountain-like iron-clad tiger on the fire, and took the roasting fork and kept turning it.
Half an hour later, the aroma of the meat began to spread, and a strong man rubbed oil on the tiger, making a sizzling sound. Soon, the meat became golden and shiny, and the aroma was pleasant.
Not to mention the children, even these strong men could not bear it any longer. They raised their barbecue forks, inserted a few pieces of meat into the meat, and started to bite into it, making their mouths dripping with oil.
"Children, eat more tiger meat and you will gain strength sooner or later."
The old village chief said this. The children immediately had a great appetite and gnawed away.
"Xiao Linzi, you are in good health, eat more. It's a great supplement!" Chen Fu took off a tiger leg, tore off a large piece of meat and handed it to Zhuo Yifan.
People in Xuancun gathered around the fire, eating barbecue, drinking fruit wine, smiling, singing and dancing.
This kind of hustle and bustle, enthusiasm, and long-lost warmth deeply affected Zhuo Yifan.
Sometimes, living a mortal life is actually good, without war or blood.
If possible, he would rather give up this cultivation and live in Xuan Village forever.
Zhuo Yifan watched all this and took a hard bite of tiger meat.
Those who destroy this kind of warmth deserve to die! (To be continued.)