She is also hungry.

When someone brought food, she was not polite, and reached out and took it, "Thank you."

While talking, she opened the greased paper.

A scent drifted into the tip of Duanmuya's nose, and her stomach groaned.

She didn't feel embarrassed either, she stretched out her hand and pulled a chicken leg down, and found that the chicken was still lukewarm and suitable for eating.

Before starting, she asked politely: "Have you eaten?"

"We all ate."

Several people smiled and said: "Where in front, there are a lot of small pheasants and small wild ducks. They are easy to catch. We caught more than ten, a few of them, and all the rest were roasted and eaten."

Now that people said that, Duanmu Yawang was naturally not polite and began to eat.

Pan Xiangan is a talkative person. While watching Duanmu Yawang eat something, he asked: "By the way, Lord Gongyu, I forgot to ask you. Did you hear my whistle before you came here?"

"Um."

While eating, Duanmu Yawang responded vaguely to a single syllable.

"The son came very quickly." Pan Xiangan asked: "Is the son not far away?"

"It's not far."

Pan Xiangan remembered something and couldn't help but ask: "By the way, my son, why should I be afraid of you, those bugs?"

Duanmu Ya looked at eating, her eyelashes flashed lightly, and she smiled and shook her head: "I don't know either."

Others looked at her, but didn't believe it.

However, Duanmu Yawang didn't want to say, they didn't dare to continue this matter, and then said in fear: "To be honest, these bugs today are really disgusting and mysterious enough. Whenever they talk, they sing along. It’s like a song."

"Sing a song?" Duanmu Yawang looked up from the roast chicken, unable to react for a while.

Pan Xiangan said: "The son doesn't know anything. We can survive on this mountain until now, and the things we have encountered are not too few. However, these little things are indeed the easiest to get on us because of the sound they make. It seems to hypnotize us and dizzy."

After that, he sighed and pointed in a direction, and said, "There were two people in front of them. The reason they were eaten is because they were the first to faint by hypnosis."

Duanmuya squinted her eyes, recalled, and said: "Does the tune you talked about seems to be coming from a very far away place, a very nice sound?"

"Yeah!"

Several people nodded their heads and asked in amazement, "You heard me too, son?"

"Um."

She was a little surprised: "These sounds are made by these shell bugs?"

"Yes."

Pan Xiangan nodded, and smiled at Duanmu Yawang: "The son doesn't think it looks like, right?"

"It's not like."

"We didn't expect these shell worms to come out. It was Young Master Jing and Miss Jing who first discovered it. They used their spiritual power to attack us gently, and we woke up and would not be hypnotized."

"Oh?" Duanmu Ya looked at the brothers and sisters of Jing Zaixing.

"Actually, we have heard of these shell insects a little bit." Jing Qixing handed his hands and explained to Duanmu Yawang with a smile: "This is a tadpole. When the number exceeds a certain amount, every one moves his mouth to hear people's ears. Here, it’s just a section of beautiful mysterious music. So as soon as the sound entered our ears, we were aware of it and thought of a way to get rid of these music."

"Jing Jiao?"

Duanmu Yawang frowned, and when she found out what she thought, she felt that she had never heard of the name of this species.

It was the little white deer who snorted.

Duanmu Yawang looked at him: "You know?"

"No."

The **** violence shook his head twice, scratching his little head and said: "However, I always think I have heard it myself."

He has heard, why is Gong Yulanzhi's book of species not on it?

Duanmuya didn't have time to think about it, and Jing Jiexing sighed with regret: "However, we reminded others that it was too late. The two who walked in the front had already been hypnotized and fainted."

Pan Xiangan and others hurriedly expressed comfort: "Young Master Jing, no one wants this, don't blame yourself."

"Self-blame is not counted, I won't take the responsibility casually." Jing Zhixing said sternly: "I just feel a little regretful."

Duanmu Yawang was very interested in the unknown, "Young Master Jing, how much do you know about this Jing Xiao? What kind of existence is it? What are the favorite characteristics?"

Jing Jiexing was taken aback, and soon smiled and shook his head: "This is not clear. It is just a brief introduction to this kind of tadpole. I have no research on species."

"That's it." Duanmu Yawang was a little lost in an instant.

Moreover, she forgot one thing, that is, she had never seen this kind of shell insect. She had known that before saving people, she should have grasped a few of them wisely and put them in the medical system.

Of course, Xiao Bailu didn't know these thoughts. If he knew it, he might have jumped out of the medical system angrily to reason with her.

What weird and disgusting things are thrown into the medical system, does he want to live?

At this point, the topic is over, Duanmu Yawang continues to eat chicken.

A pheasant is not a big one, and Duanmu Yawang has eaten one, but it is not full, and he is still not satisfied, so he has to take out the dry food that he has eaten before, continue to gnaw, and fill up his stomach.

After she was full, she took out a bunch of herbs from Qiankun's bag, and also took out a few small stone mills and a few small scissors for medicine grinding.

Because it's the big night, everyone doesn't plan to set out to find anything, and plan to rest in place.

So a fire was lit, and everyone was sitting next to it.

Seeing Duanmu Yawang's movements, Jing Lingxing asked softly, "Is there anything else to be busy with the son?"

"Well, I need to grind these things into powder." Duanmu Yawang said, handing out scissors: "So, I need your help."

"Oh."

Several people took the scissors and looked at each other.

Duanmu Yawang continued to take medicine.

So, beside them, I don't know how many kinds of herbs are piled up, but if all the medicines add up, they should be able to make a small fire.

A few people saw their faces twitching, and they were also very curious about how many things Duanmu Yawang contained in this small universe bag!

Why can you continue to take out different things?

Duanmu Yawang took it for a while, and finally stopped, and said to everyone: "Everyone, cut these medicines into small pieces, then put them in the stone mill, and help me grind them into powder."

While talking, she demonstrated, "That's it."

"good."

Everyone has seen her saving people, and it's not too late now. Since Duanmu Yawang can get these things at this night, she might be in a hurry to use these medicines.

So everyone started to help.

Ever since, in the night of Donggong Mountain where everyone was afraid, several people were leisurely like eating melon seeds, and they started grinding the powder.