The color of the chicken and duck meat looks like it has been castrated in the jar.
Seeing her looking at the food on the table, Lan Ping quickly explained, "Miss Fengsi, you and the young sect master have been tired from the journey. The sect master also knows that you must be used to eating big fish and meat, so she specially asked the slave to prepare some Miaojiang food.
It’s a special dish. I’m afraid that if the dish is cooked in advance and it’s cold, it won’t taste good, so I’ll wait until you come to cook it.”
"Yeah." Feng Jingyun nodded.
Lan Ping held two rags on the left and right handles of the pot, poured out the water in the pot, put the empty pot back on the iron rack of the fire, put some oil in the pot, picked up a small half bowl of glutinous rice on the table,
I put a handful into the pot and mixed it with a shovel. The glutinous rice immediately expanded like popcorn. "This glutinous rice was cooked in advance and then dried in the sun. It is the glutinous rice oil tea used by Miao people to entertain guests."
With that said, he added half a pot of water to the pot. When the water boiled, he added some salt, scooped out two bowls, and handed them to Jun Mo Shang and Feng Jingyun respectively.
"Leave it alone." Jun Mo Shang said in a cold voice.
His voice was as cold as a soul-destroying talisman coming from hell. Lan Ping was so frightened that her hands trembled, and the bowl in her hand fell to the ground with a clang.
"Young master, spare your life!"
"Young master, spare your life!"
Lan Ping turned pale with fright and immediately kowtowed to the ground. Lan Zhu also interceded for her in unison. It was rumored in the world that Jun Mo Shang was not a human being and could eat human blood and flesh. He was the reincarnation of an evildoer. The villagers at the foot of the mountain, and even the entire
Miao Jiang wanted to arrest him and use his demon body to sacrifice him. If he offended the demon, wouldn't that mean he would die?
Jun Monoshang was indeed angry. What if this servant was so careless and scared the child in Jingyun's belly? His eyes flashed with anger, and he concentrated his true energy in his hand, and was about to beat Lan Ping to death with one palm.
Feng Jingyun grabbed his hand as if inadvertently and stopped his move naturally, "He didn't blame you. Get up."
The servant didn't do it intentionally. Although she, Feng Jingyun, was a ruthless killer, she was not an unreasonable person. Breaking a bowl would not lead to death.
The two maids looked at each other and glanced at Jun Mo Shang quietly. They were so frightened that they dared to lower their heads and kept banging on the ground until their foreheads were bruised. Lan Ping said tremblingly, "Young Master will not forgive me.
Don’t dare to get up.”
Jun Mo Shang's cold and temperatureless big palm was held by Feng Jingyun's warm little hand, which instantly soothed the anger in his heart, "What did Jingyun say, didn't you hear?"
"Thank you so much, young master." The two maids stood up.
"You are sisters, right?" Jingyun glanced at the two of them.
Lanzhu replied, "Back to Fourth Miss Feng, yes, these two servants are dedicated to serving the master."
Lan Ping scooped up another bowl of camellia and was about to hand it to Feng Jingyun. Unexpectedly, the bowl flew up in the air and landed in Jun Mo Shang's hand.
"Ah!" Lan Ping opened her mouth in fright, "Demon... magic!"
Lanzhu also collapsed on the ground. She didn't know what was going on, but she was so weak. It must have been the young sect master who used evil magic to prevent her from moving.
Seeing the reaction of the two, Jun Monoshang lifted up his sleeves, and the two of them flew out like kites with broken strings. I don't know if it was because they were lucky, or if Jun Monoshang was merciful because of Feng Jingyun's words.
He flew dozens of meters and hit a pillar on the platform outside the door. Fortunately, he didn't fall off the cliff. He vomited blood and passed out.
