There was a lot of commotion about the pig killing before. Nearly twenty people in the village came out, looking at the big meat on the ground, and they all salivated along it.
As for the children who had not eaten meat for a long time, their stomachs began to growl.
However, no one present dared to move, and Niu Er stood far away, not even daring to look at Feng Yi.
At first, they thought it was Feng Yi who controlled the sword to kill pigs, but this was an eye-opener. Who knew that this sword actually had spirituality, and even had a mysophobia, so he knew he had to take a shower!
Seeing the sword leaving mottled and messy sword aura on the ground, as well as the steaming pieces of pork, who would dare to have any thoughts?
They are all made of flesh and blood, and they escaped from the town in order to survive. It would be too unworthy to die here.
Feng Yi can naturally guess everyone's thoughts, and this is what he does intentionally. If you want to gain respect, you must have the strength to match it.
Of course, he is not just trying to frighten them. Whether he faces the bandits or takes them back home, he needs a stable team and an obedient team. Don't kill the enemy in front and someone makes trouble behind him, even if it is harmless.
It's upsetting.
"Why, do you still want to see my craftsmanship?"
Seeing that no one was taking the meat, Feng smiled and said, "Okay, I'll try it. If it doesn't taste good, don't blame me.
Boss Xiao, look at who has a big pot and find some firewood so we can stew the meat."
"Brother Feng... No, Master Feng, it's freezing cold here. You're going to light a fire on the snow, and the meat is so big. I'm afraid it won't be stewed for a while, right?"
Boss Xiao hesitated and said.
After seeing the strength of the other party, he no longer dared to act like a brother.
"Why don't you call me Master? You'd better call me Feng Yi or Brother Feng."
Feng Dao said: "So what I said is, you need to find a big pot and a big firewood. By the way, you can just go to the woods and find those thicker trees and cut down one."
Mainly because my sword has a temper, it's probably angry with me and won't be able to come back soon."
"Ah... ok, Niu Er, Hu Dong, you two will go chop down trees with me."
Boss Xiao originally wanted to ask how to make a fire with a living tree, but then he thought that there must be a way after Feng Yi said this, so he didn't ask any more questions.
The men went to cut down the trees, and Feng Yi asked the women to take out all the cabbage at home and prepare to make pork and cabbage stew.
Anyway, there is a lot of pork, so whether it is twice-cooked pork or braised pork, Feng Yi can make it, and the whole stew will not be a problem.
After waiting for about a stick of incense, Boss Xiao and the others rushed back panting, carrying a thick tree.
"Thanks for your hard work."
Feng Yi picked up a hatchet and slashed it. The thickest part of the tree trunk was cut off, and the surface was as smooth as a mirror. The eyes of several people who looked at it almost popped out of their heads.
They worked exhaustingly for a long time, but they were not as powerful as his sword.
After a few more swipes, Feng Yi stopped and built the tree trunk into a suitable size. He built it with a big stone about half a meter high and used it as a stove. He put the big pot on it and put the wood under the pot. It was quite a big pot platform.
the taste of.
However, this tree was still alive before, with green sap flowing out of it. Coupled with the penetration of ice and snow, the ground was still wet. Everyone gathered in a circle and looked at Feng Yi, wondering how he started the fire.
After finishing all the preparations, Feng Yi stood up, kneaded his fingers, and used the first layer of Samadhi True Fire. The red flame poured out from his fingertips, directly burning the juice in the wood and turning it into
Dry wood, which is most suitable for living, then burst into flames and the fire started burning.
Everyone, headed by Boss Xiao, was dumbfounded and did not recover for a long time.
Niu Er looked at the flames, then at Feng Yi, then rubbed his eyes, with a bitter smile that was uglier than crying. The sword was alive, and his fingertips were on fire. He had sworn before that he was a pretty boy...
Oh my god, I'm so lucky to be alive!
When Ma Danna saw this fire, she also frowned slightly. She came over and whispered: "Feng Yi, is this the most powerful and most yang true fire of Samadhi?"
"Um."
Feng Yiyi nodded and said: "If the Patriarch knew that I used Samadhi True Fire to light a fire, I'm afraid he would jump out of the coffin and kill this unworthy disciple like me."
"Conquering demons and killing demons is to save people, and lighting fires and cooking vegetables is also to save people. Even if the founder of Maoshan knew about it, he wouldn't blame you."
Madonna pursed her lips and smiled.
When Feng Yi heard this, his heart moved. He didn't expect that Ma Danna, who was carefree and heroine-like when driving, was quite considerate and could comfort people.
All the preparations were in place. Feng Yi poured the water he had prepared into the pot, boiled it and put the chopped pork in. Soon, the air was filled with the rich aroma of pork.
The fire was so strong that the surrounding snow melted. Boss Xiao and the others did not see anyone outside and sat in a group around the cauldron. Even as night fell and the air became colder, they all felt warm.
It had been two months since they had fled, and they were living in fear every day, even sleeping uneasy at night. But today, they saw hope again.
All of this was brought about by the young man in front of him, who was only twenty years old.
"Brother Feng, I asked you to call you that. I don't think you are like an outsider. You are so capable and can do well anywhere. Why are you suffering outside the country?"
Boss Xiao drank the fragrant broth, swallowed a piece of pork, wiped the corner of his mouth with his sleeve and asked.
"Boss Xiao, how old do you think I am?"
Feng Yi spoke while stirring the meat in the pot. The food was ready. What he had to do now was to stew the remaining pork and then share the meat with everyone.
"About twenty years old..."
Boss Xiao was a little unsure. In his mind, such a capable person should be a gray-haired old man, at least forty or fifty years old. This was the first time he met someone like Feng Yi.
"Yeah, I'm just twenty this year."
Feng Yi smiled and said: "I'm not exaggerating. With my current ability, I can establish myself in any provincial capital, live in good clothing and food, and be admired by others..."
Everyone nodded without any doubt.
Even a blind person can see that Feng Yi's future is absolutely limitless.
"But I am a person who can't sit still. I like to practice everywhere and help whenever I can. This is why I stay."
Everyone suddenly realized, but no one noticed a hint of disappointment flashing in Ma Dananna's eyes.
"Then are you ready to help us?"
Niu Er no longer had any hostility towards Feng Yi and asked with a happy face.
"That's natural. I'll help you deal with the bandits first, and then I'll take you back your home."
Feng Dao: "I will also rescue the ghosts of those relatives who were killed by the tiger demon so that they can be reincarnated."
Everyone was happy when Feng Yi said this, but they felt extremely uncomfortable when they thought of their loved ones who died tragically. For a while, no one spoke, only the crackling sound of burning wood echoed in the silent night...
