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Chapter 31: Thinking of Chicken Stew and Killing


It's already a hot summer day outside, but there's no heat at all in the cave, it's cold on the contrary.

The water rats had run away in an instant, making the cave look clean.

After walking more than a dozen steps along the flat land, Lin Xi saw that the ground was full of chisel marks, and he immediately understood that this piece of flat land was not naturally generated, but was chiseled for the convenience of quarrying.

After taking a few steps further, it was Huo Ran who was cheerful, and Lin Xi could see it clearly, as if he had entered an empty hall, with countless chaotic stones piled up in the middle, some of which were already chiseled into long strips of ashlars, and some were completely irregular boulders.

There were piles of logs piled up in many corners of this big hole, the surface was smooth and not yet decayed, and Lin Xi knew that this should be the rolling wood used to transport the stone at that time.

Not far from the left-hand side, he saw several stone chambers that had been dug out by man.

Lin Xi walked into these stone chambers first, and he saw that these stone chambers were in a mess, but there were still broken stoves, and it was obvious that the quarrymen at that time had eaten and lived in them many times.

Just looking at the second stone room, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but raise again.

A clay pot.

Next to the abandoned stove, there was a broken ordinary black clay pot, the body and jar were covered with dust, but except for the missing opening, it was intact.

"This should also be considered a cultural relic, if in that world, it is used to cook and eat as before, it is a bit of a luxury."

Lin Xi chuckled to himself, he was almost sure that since the quarrymen at that time were cooking and eating directly in it, there should be no problem with the fire ventilation here, according to what he learned in Qingluan Academy, as long as this kind of cave is more than tens of meters high, as long as there is no straight ventilation hole to go out, the smoke during the fire will be condensed and filtered out in the cracks of the mountain, especially this quarry cave is at the bottom of the peak, even if there is a straight passage, two or three hundred meters high, The smoke from a small burning fire could barely be detected outside the mountain.

But if there are other imports from this quarry, and there is a lot of food and drink here, and someone easily searches for it, then it is a real joy and sorrow.

Therefore, although Lin Xi was really unwilling to take one more step at this moment, he still tried to restrain his horse from moving the three silver dragons here to fill his stomach first, and continued to walk towards the inside of this quarry.

I saw that there was a big hole not far inside, there was no way out, the ground was full of mud, there were some lichens and other things, this big hole was higher, when Lin Xi looked up, he saw many cracks in the rocks, and there were many vine-like roots hanging down, and some even touched the bottom of the cave.

Seeing that this quarrying cave was just two connected large caves with a depth of less than 100 meters, Lin Xi was completely relieved.

As long as he can't find him, he is not in a hurry at all, as long as his injuries are slightly better, even if the three silver dragons are finished, he can find a way to catch water mice, catch fish, and last as long as he can in this quarrying cave, but the ten thousand soldiers and those cultivators mobilized by Donglin Province cannot always wait.

This kind of game, as long as one party does not need to be in a hurry, it is already invincible.

Among some stone ears and lichens, there are also types that are great for cultivators, and even if it is just an ordinary lichen that can be eaten, it can be regarded as a vegetable for Lin Xi in this quarrying cave, otherwise no matter how delicious the meat of Yin Po Long is, without some other adjustments, it will feel extremely greasy.

Cultivation itself is a boring thing, but the practitioner itself can evolve it into many interesting things, and many things in this world are also like this.

After being sure that his physical strength was not a problem, he insisted on walking to a place where lichen grew very densely, Lin Xi saw that there was no trace of quarrying in this big hole inside, it should be that there were many cracks between the rocks of this big cave, mixed with soil, not very tight, and it was easy to collapse when quarrying, so he mined in the cave outside that was full of hard rock.

Seeing that the ground was full of ordinary stone lichens, because only the five fingers of his left hand could move slightly, Lin Xi scraped around on the ground with his feet, trying to gather a thick layer of lichen first, and then try to wrap it up and take it out.

Just when he had already scraped a pile of about two or three catties, some of the old vine-like plants growing from the top of the cave in front of him felt very familiar to him.

The things taught in Qingluan Academy's wilderness survival course are extremely miscellaneous, especially the various caves themselves are a good source of food for cultivators in the wild, and a lot of knowledge about various caves is imparted, so Lin Xi knows that those are parasitic plants.

After taking a few steps forward, Lin Xi saw clearly in the darkness.

It was a small finger-thick plant, less than a foot long, and a straight red stem with some white fluff that made people feel like a pig's tail.

"Red Sesame Mushroom" Suddenly, Lin Xi thought of what this thing was, and was stunned for a while.

There was silence in the cave for a moment.

A faint green light crept through the dirt hole beneath the cave walls.

These fat water rats saw Lin Xi standing in this big hole, and they didn't dare to move for a while.

Lin Xi moved.

With great effort, he lifted his left hand and pulled out a crimson plant.

Because of the swelling and cracking pain in his left arm, his movements were very stiff and difficult, and it looked a little ridiculous.

But all the fat water rats that came out of the hole made a noise, and all of them turned around and ran away in a hurry.

Lin Xi, who was originally sitting outside, was not terrible in their eyes, but those silver dragons were extremely terrifying in their eyes, and those silver dragons appeared, but Lin Xi walked in well, and in their little heads, Lin Xi suddenly became extremely terrifying.

"There are no cheats, but there are still some good things after all, and it's a quarry left by predecessors."

Lin Xi looked at the "little pig tail" lying obediently in the palm of his hand, smiled contentedly, and sighed with some emotion.

Red sesame mushroom is generally used to stew chicken, the taste is very delicious, and it also has the effect of prolonging life, and it is also a great tonic for practitioners.

He had just finally thought of what this thing was, and he immediately remembered the relevant records of this thing.

This kind of thing itself should be grown in the woodland, growing in the soil, it can grow taller and thicker, but it has no medicinal effect, only parasitic on some old roots, growing in this dark and lightless environment, will peculiarly breed some nutrients that are particularly beneficial to the human body.

This kind of thing is born to prefer soil, like self-reliance, so it grows in the woodland soil, never takes root in the roots of nearby trees, only transplanted in this kind of roots, can not touch the soil, need to absorb nutrients, will be helpless to take root in the roots of other trees.

Therefore, the red sesame mushroom here should have been planted by the Taoists of Baiyun Temple back then, and Lin Xi saw that some of the old roots here had a lot of thick scars, and the red sesame mushroom planted here at that time I heard that those idle Taoists who didn't know how to practice and only knew how to maintain health lived a long time, so they must have often used this kind of thing to stew chicken back then, saying that there should have been a lot of red sesame mushrooms in the mountains and forests of Sanmao Peak back then, but they were all scavenged by these idle Taoists who didn't need to chant scriptures and chant the Tao, and transplanted into it.

Later, those idle Taoists who often stewed chicken with this thing should be gone, so no one knew where the Baiyun Temple and Longguang Pagoda in this mountain were built with stones, so the remaining twenty or so plants waited until Lin Xi, who only wanted to pick some lichens.

Because no one would grab these things to stew chicken, because the effect of fresh would be better, and eating too much would cause a nosebleed, so Lin Xi just picked two plants, and rolled a small bag of lichen out of this cave.

When he was very careful to hold the only intact but missing large clay pot with his arm and walked out, and began to clean this old clay pot that was at least hundreds of years old, Lin Xi thought of Xue Chengtao, and thought of Xue Chengtao saying thank you to himself on the top of the mountain, so he shook his head again, and said to this undying opponent in his heart: "I want to thank you for not you, how would I know that the Taoists of Baiyun Temple used to stew chicken with red sesame and zhi If it weren't for you, how could I taste what it tasted like to stew silver river pig with red sesame and sesame sesame mushroom."

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The washed clay pot containing the clear mountain stream water was brought back to the stone chamber inside by Lin Xi.

A very strong fire was soon lit.

The clay pot was set up by Lin Xi.

A cleaned wooden board next to it, stacked with a large pile of thick skin cut from the body of the three-headed silver dragon, the skin of this big fish is silvery-white and translucent, very soft and elastic, if Lin Xi is described in two words, with his personality, he will definitely say "very q".

When the water boiled, Lin Xi threw two red sesame mushrooms and several large pieces of fish skin into the clay pot, and then cut off a large piece of fish meat and roasted it over the fire.

Then Lin Xi began to work hard to make a small splint with his still movable left hand, and then used his hand and mouth together to fix the fractured right wrist.

Once this step is complete, the smell of meat is already permeating the stone chamber used by quarrymen hundreds of years ago.

Lin Xi frowned, cut off a piece of cooked fish meat on the surface of the fire with a knife, and began to eat it in a big gulp, regardless of the heat.

The wound on his left chest had stopped bleeding again, and the rest of the stabbing and abrasions on his back and body were left unattended, the only thing to be aware of was the injury to his hands.

Although his left hand could move, his arm bone had several bone cracks under Xue Wantao's heavy blow, and every time he moved at this moment, he had to endure great pain.

This kind of pain endurance is the same as the red sesame mushroom stewed silver dragon at this moment, it was all brought by Xue Chengtao, and Lin Xi knew that it was very beneficial to his cultivation.

However, Xue Chengtao, he must be killed.

Not only because Xue Chengtao was a dead soldier who wanted to kill him, but also because Xue Chengtao's temperament became a little perverted after he cut off the five fingers of his left hand, and he seemed to have lost a lot of humanity, and Lin Xi was sure that when he went out, Xue Chengtao knew that he was not dead, and his temperament would probably be even more perverted

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