"My lord." The burning branches made crackling noises from time to time, the flames were blazing, the boy held a knife in his hand, and a gray wolf that had no life left under his feet, he said hesitantly.

"Why, it won't be killed, or is it because the wild beasts in Guji Mountain follow the smell?" The red and yellow fireworks on the fire were dancing, Zhang Shiping said slowly with his eyes closed. For a cultivator, it is normal to have sensitive facial features. Even with his eyes closed, Zhang Shiping still felt some emotions of the three mortal children in front of him.

The older child was a little scared when he spoke, while the other two children piled up dead leaves and hugged the broken branches within the range of the firelight.

"There are many tigers and wolves in the mountains at night, I'm afraid the smell will dissipate, and those animals will follow." The young man looked at Zhang Shiping and said honestly.

"Don't worry, they dare not come here without me." After Zhang Shiping said this, he stopped talking, and his breath gradually became longer, inhaling slowly, and exhaling slowly, according to the way he has been doing for many years. The habit of practice is exhaling, and there is a rhythm between exhalation and inhalation.

When the young man saw Zhang Shiping say this, his voice was not loud, but it gave him a feeling of peace of mind. The young man saw the two village children with him, holding several dead branches with the thickness of their wrists in their arms. She stared at him with a longing look.

"Huh..." The young man let out a deep breath, squatted down, grabbed the gray wolf's still warm forelimbs with his right hand, lifted it up slightly, held the knife in his left hand, and stabbed the gray wolf first. A small slit was made in the throat, and then it was drawn down, using the knife to gently separate the gray wolf's skin and flesh.

The boy moved quickly, and in a short while he peeled off the gray wolf's fur intact. There were some small pieces of bright red minced meat on the fur, as well as a layer of light yellow grease and white fascia. The young man took off the wolf skin and handed it to the two children beside him. Then he dug out a large pile of red, green and green internal organs from the gray wolf's belly. He reached in and fumbled for it, and soon took out a piece of dark red liver. , and a wolf heart bigger than his fist.

He hurriedly used the knife in his hand to cut the wolf's liver into four pieces and cut the wolf's heart into two pieces. After that, he inserted all of them with branches and roasted them by the fire. The viscera was mixed with feces. He scraped and dug, and within a few strokes, he made a pit. Although he felt a little bit reluctant, he kept moving his hands, and quickly buried these things into the pit.

The boy divided the gray wolf that had been peeled into several pieces, and placed them on the stones beside the fire. The two children were already squatting beside the fire, their little gray faces flushed by the light of the fire. Looking at the roasting wolf liver and wolf heart, he sucked his saliva from time to time. The young man wiped the blood on his hands with soil and dead leaves, and saw that the wolf liver that he put down just now was a little blackened.

He hastily moved the branch with the wolf's liver away from the fire, and switched to the other side, roasting it for a while. The meat quality of this kind of gray wolf in the mountains is far inferior to the livestock raised at home, and the three children don't even have half a grain of salt in their hands. After the wolf liver is roasted, it has a fishy smell mixed with burnt smell. The smell of meat, let's say it is meaty, after all, the three village children are swallowing their saliva.

However, the boy did not share the roasted wolf liver with the two children, nor did he eat it himself. Instead, he took a branch and walked slowly to Zhang Shiping, "My lord, this is for you."

The young man's voice was a little low, seeing that Zhang Shiping did not respond, he stuck the branch in his hand into the soil in front of Zhang Shiping, then hurried back to the fire, and distributed the wolf heart that had been divided into two halves to the two children. , I was cutting wolf meat with a knife and roasting it on the fire. The cut piece of meat was a bit thick, the outer layer was scorched, and the inner part was still bloodshot. Regardless of the heat, he blew on the meat and began to bite.

In the past, the smell of blood would have attracted not the beasts in the mountains, but the mosquitoes and flies everywhere, but the three children didn't notice it. Not to mention any wild beasts tonight, not even half a mosquito or fly, only the burning branches of the fire are left, and the thunder is ringing.

The three people beside the fire looked like wolf cubs, they were usually roasted half-cooked, and the young man divided some of the two children, and the rest of the meat went into his belly. After a while, the stomachs of the two children next to him were round and round, and he was still eating. A wolf with dozens of catties of meat, at least 80% of it went into his stomach.

The boy grabbed the last piece of wolf meat that was still steaming, took three or two mouthfuls, chewed it a little, and then swallowed it. After dozens of catties of wolf meat had entered his belly, he spread out one side of the wolf skin on the ground, picked some gray-black carbon ash from the side of the fire with a branch, put it aside, and carefully peeled the skin on the skin with a knife. Scrape off the grease from the minced meat, and then grab the plant ash and rub it on the wolf skin.

After wiping it a few times, the boy's face suddenly turned red, and a surge of hot air gushed out from his body, and he felt like there was a flame in his stomach ~lightnovelpub.net~ roasting him , he screamed and rolled on the ground, the sound woke up the two half-sleeping children, they opened their eyes, and when they saw the boy rolling on the ground, they ran over anxiously, trying to help him up.

But the boy rolled over, and the surrounding air gradually rose. Before the two children touched the boy, they were blown away by bursts of heat from the boy's body, and rolled upside down on the ground a few times. Fortunately, no one hit them. To the sharp corner of the sharp rock, it's just that people are a little confused.

Zhang Shiping, who closed his eyes and rested his mind, had already noticed the other party's changes. He first frowned and looked at the boy, feeling the air around the boy was gradually rising, and the red light on his body was getting brighter and brighter, but Zhang Shiping thought about it for a while, then his eyes lit up a little, stood up, and he dodged Passed over the boy who was a few feet away from him.

The young man's mind was a little blurred, his hands and feet were moving wildly, and the sound from his mouth turned into a cry, and the worn clothes on his body had also been reduced to ashes. Zhang Shiping put **** together, quickly placed his eyes between the young man's brows, and transferred his magic power into the young man's body. Zhang Shiping's mana entered his body, and after one or two breaths, the young man's struggling hands and feet also calmed down.

But Zhang Shiping didn't let go immediately, but still pressed his **** between his eyebrows, controlling his own mana, traveling through the meridians in the young man's body.

Zhang Shiping, through his ray of mana, felt the scorching and chaotic aura emanating from the young man's body when his meridians were wandering, so he carefully straightened it out for him.

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