Ze Tian Ji Chapter 87: Red pupa is always meat

In the middle of the night, in the cold snow, the pavilions, the green plum clay stove, and the tea drinking, naturally show elegance and extraordinary.

In the past few days, An Hua has a lot of imagination about the living person who has countless living people. At this time, the picture above looks at Snow Lake should be like this.

At this time, the young man in Xueting raised his wine and took a sip of light.

The night breeze lightly lifted the curtain and sent the taste in the cup. People looked slightly different because they smelled that it was not tea but wine. Drinking on a snowy night is also an affair, An Hua thought in his heart, respectfully saluting the small pavilion, waiting for looked up, and preparing to speak, but found that the young man was gone.

The Young girl in black clothes also left the table and came to the side.

Her gaze fell on the shore of the lake, as if looking at An Hua and her party, and she seemed to look farther away. In the glimmer of the snowy night and the mist of the lake, the girl's face is clearer, but more blurred, and the childishness is still dazzling, like a dream, like a mountain ghost elf.

In such a wild mountain, on a cold snowy night, I encounter such a beautiful garden, such a cold and lonely girl. Anyone can easily associate certain legends. It was that An Hua grew up in 13 Divisions of Radiant Green since childhood, Dao Heart was clear, and he could not help but have a moment of uncle, and even gave birth to some inexplicable fear.

But she won't leave because the young formation master is still lying on a stretcher and will die at any time.

No one else will leave because they haven't got what they want.

"Go over and talk," said the general frowning.

Of course, this trip to seek medical advice will not be too smooth, because it is obvious that the owner of Cinnabar Pill is unwilling to be found out.

The team from Songshan Army set foot on a wooden bridge on the lake, with some messy footsteps that broke the silence here.

The Young girl in black clothes seems to be unaware, somewhere in the night sky of looks at, there is no emotion on the beautiful and cold face.

With the dim starlight and lights, An Hua noticed that there were many tiny bubbles in the lake water rolling under the bridge, and after chapped, it condensed into a mist of water permeating the lake. The mist was full of humidity and warmth. Obviously, this lake should be formed by hot springs, and there may even be seams deep in the bottom of the lake.

<> The crowd entered the kiosk, and Young girl in black clothes still did not turn around, still looking out of the bar, as if these uninvited guests had not disturbed her mood of drinking on Snowy Night.

Or maybe there is no such person's existence in her eyes, even if these people already come to her eyes.

An Hua looked at her and prepared to salute again, and suddenly smelled a smell, subconsciously looking up at the clay stove, body small shock, with an unbelievable expression on her face.

The clay stove is very elegant, but it doesn't seem to stand on the table when the ruler is on the ground. There is a clay bowl on the stove, and the bowl is rattling, just like these lakes outside the pavilion.

The wine is in a small pot of carved plums, and it is allowed to be brewed by the wind and snow, so this is not warming wine or making tea, but stewing meat.

A bowl of red mutton simmered on the clay stove.

Compared to the picture of Xueye making tea, this is a little less elegant, but it won't make An Hua so shocking.

The reason why she was shocked, even now she couldn't help showing the expression of heartache, was because she smelled so clearly that there was a lot of medicinal smell in this bowl of red mutton.

Angelica, wolfberry, cloves, curculigo, epimedium ...

In this bowl of lamb, she smelled some herbs, and those were the smells she once smelled on some kind of Medicinal Pills.

The new Blessed Hospital medical officer Yang Teacher/Master is now very ugly.

Because his real identity is from Tang Family pharmacy line Foreign Elder sheep Teacher/Master from Wenshui City, he once broke down that Medicinal Pills.

He is very convinced that at this time, the pot of lamb stewed on the stove was mixed with thirty-four kinds of medicinal materials, which are the ingredients of Cinnabar Pill! Looking again at the Young girl in black clothes next to the side of the fence, his eyes narrowed, sharp like a cold knife, with deep-seated hostility and anger, just like this sentence seeping through his teeth.

"It's such a luxurious style!"

In such a wild and remote mountain, in the winter season, there can be such a beautiful garden, pavilions and pavilions, and the host's home is naturally extraordinary, not an ordinary rich family.

But all of them are not as shocking as this bowl of red mutton.

"What's wrong?" The general noticed that the two looked different? Shen asked.

An Hua didn't have time to do anything. Yang Teacher/Master grabbed the table, picked up the chopsticks and turned the red mutton lamb left in the bowl, then poured a glass of wine and sniffed the nose.

Just sniffing, Yang Teacher/Master's face turned red, just like the lamb in the bowl.

It's not drunk, but anger. His angry body trembles constantly, and the drink in the glass spills out, just like the following question with anger.

"A violent thing! This is a life-saving thing. You actually use it to stew meat and make wine!"

People came to understand at this time. They couldn't help but be shocked. The general's complexion was even more gloomy. Some people stared at the lamb and hip flask on the table, and their eyes began to shine.

An Hua already wakes up from shock and still feels heartache, but more is disappointed and sad.

After knowing Cinnabar Pill, she had too many suspicions about the mysterious Dao of Medicine. She always felt that it must be an extravagant person who ignored fame and fortune, but ... it could keep frontline soldiers away from death and pain. Is precious medicine so indifferent to that person? Cinnabar Pill is not a miracle he created to save people, but just a game he plays in this world? He is just like a child, playing with house wine, but the people watching him are serious ... The cherishment of Cinnabar Pill by the world and the worship of him by people like himself are not particularly ridiculous in his eyes. ?

Okay, even if this is just a game for the other party, but for ordinary people who live in mortal world, it is still a matter of life and death. An Hua sighed helplessly in Heart to hide the sadness, and asked the Young girl in black clothes: "Excuse me, are you the owner of Cinnabar Pill?"

Young girl in black clothes turned around, but did not answer her question, but looked towards Yang Teacher/Master. After Yang Teacher/Master found that this bowl of mutton and that pot of wine are likely to contain Cinnabar Pill, the emotion already was completely occupied by the two feelings of anger and absurdity, and she did not notice that she looked over.

No one can see the emotions of Young girl in black clothes, her immature and beautiful face will never have any expression, like eternal cold. Her voice was equally rude, but her meaning was completely different from that of Xueyue, and she was full of enthusiasm, even violent, and of course still extremely ridiculous.

"Your dirty hand dare to touch the inviolable wine and meat of my Saint ... this is really a praiseworthy thing."

Everyone including An Hua froze. I didn't understand what it meant. Yang Teacher/Master finally woke up and looked at him.

Young girl in black clothes Eyes are very bright, saying, "I already I have n’t eaten human meat for a long time, thank you for giving me such a perfect reason. "

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(Say hello to everyone in the new year, the first part of the new year, mainly about eating meat, tomorrow about how to get tired of protecting the stomach, ha ha ha ha.)