My fairy is too affectionate

Chapter 9 Family Banquet ([-])

After burying the white wolf, the two of them studied around the three-legged black tripod for a long time to no avail, and it was past noon when they returned to the tribe.

After lunch, Xingshi went hunting beasts with the large army. If not counting the conquest of other clans, hunting beasts is the most serious job for a man of the Wolf Clan.

Yun Chi ordered people to carry the unattractive tripod back to the tribe.

He took the maid's wolf whip, poked and dug the black cauldron with the handle of the whip, and really let her see some tricks.

The bulging body of the tripod is carved with two cranes looking up, dotted with layers of cloud patterns.

crane!
She has lived in Kitano for 20 years and has never seen or heard of cranes.

Most of the worldly experts in TV dramas and novels, especially hypocrites seeking fame, love cranes.

'It's extremely huge, and the high-level star-controlling technique can't help it. It has fallen into a foreign land and restrained its brilliance, with a faint smell of traditional Chinese medicine.

I seem to have seen it somewhere, where is it? '

She clasped her bare hands slightly, bit her index finger knuckles lightly with her lips, and lowered her eyes to meditate.

"Hey, Yunchi, you pig-headed one, isn't it the alchemy furnace of Taishang Laojun and the invincible furnace in the cultivation text?"

After patting himself on the forehead, Yunchi was very excited, as if he had discovered a new continent.

"Brother Juding, where do you keep calling?"

"Brother Goldfinger, how do you open this hanger?"

"Hurry up like a law, quickly reveal your form."

"Open Sesame, open!"

……

The maid at the side watched her young master talking to herself in front of a broken stove, bowing and bowing, chanting spells, punching and kicking, and sighed silently.

'The young master's illness is getting worse. '

After a short operation, Yun Chi completely lost his patience, his face flushed slightly, and he pointed at the black stove and said loudly:

"You don't want to drink a toast, you have to drink as a penalty, right? Pretentious, right? Wait."

The beast slaughterhouse.

Yuan Chi was lying on her rocking chair, enjoying afternoon tea leisurely.

This chair is her favorite work. The body of the chair is made of the inner soft leather of a thousand-year-old tree. It exudes a unique woody fragrance, which just blends with the stench of the slaughterhouse.

The poor little Hei Lu Ding is being forced to carry out the second transformation of Fu Sheng.

Set up the stove, set fire to the corpse of the beast, put it on the furnace cauldron, which contains the excrement of the beast, and burn it for an hour. This is heat treatment.

Ten strong men from the Fulang tribe swung their hammers and hit them casually. The important thing is to have enough strength, thousands of hammers, this is hot forging and correction.

Finally, go to the incineration pool, where the viscera, blood, and feces of the beast are all in it, and the furnace is placed in the pool for half a stick of incense, which is finalized.

Heat treatment, straightening, shaping, and repeated cycles are enough.

As the sun slanted to the west, the maid took down the sun-shading animal skin, and the cloth flag on the flagpole fluctuated with the wind, casting a shadow on Yunchi's face and dazzled her eyes.

When Yun Chi had just picked up the fifth cup of goat milk, the forging process had just gone through two cycles, and the man from the Volcanic clan set fire to the corpse of the beast, preparing for the third heat treatment.

The furnace cauldron, which was originally black and only emitted black smoke, suddenly faded from the black ash and black smoke, and the black iron lump turned into shiny brass, and the cranes on the tripod body had piercing eyes.

'I don't cry when I don't see the coffin. '

The more spiritual an object is, the more afraid it will be corroded by turbid air.

Unexpectedly, the sand glyphs that I stayed up all night chasing after in my previous life would come into play 20 years later.

Yun Chi approached the cauldron where "Nirvana" was successful, and found three characters printed where the eyes of the two cranes met.

——Ling Jianzong!

"Young master, I remembered, the day you were smashed, people from the Flying Eagle Clan seemed to say what this cauldron is...

What monk's alchemy furnace.Young master, what is a monk? "

Hearing this, several men who followed the hunting geese that day nodded in agreement.

'Friar?Is there another group of people living outside Kitano? '

Yun Chi briefly thought about it, and said seriously:
"Hmmm, monks, get rid of the mundane world, abandon the mortal world, prove the Tao and ask for longevity.

To put it simply, they are people who are greedy for life and afraid of death. "

After finishing speaking, he left behind a beautiful and unrestrained back, and left it to the compatriots of the Wolf Clan who half understood to worship.

"The young master is indeed the young master..."

As night falls, the moonlight is clear and the weather is colder, and the skylight on the top of the tent penetrates into the silver-white halo and the fire in the tent complements each other. In the huge felt tent, six low tables are arranged in an orderly manner, and the delicious delicacies on the table are fresh and attractive.

Tonight is the first family feast for the young master of the Fulang Clan after getting married.

The Flying Eagle tribe will leave tomorrow, except for Xiao Guanfeng.

Yun Yeming, Xingyue, and Xiao Shiqing chatted with each other about family matters, and Xingshi occasionally joined in with a sentence or two, but most of the time he stretched his body and leaned over Yunchi's table to serve her food.

Hard vegetables, pure meat.

There are only three types of food for the people of Damanze in Beiye: beast meat, dairy products, wild fruits, and wine made from wild fruits.

Yunchi was an exception, she loved to eat wild vegetables, but there were no wild vegetables on the table.

After Xiao Guanfeng ate two mouthfuls of stewed meat, he picked up the hot goat milk and slowly sipped and sipped it. From the beginning of the banquet, he felt a scorching gaze fixed on him, watching his every move.

He has long been accustomed to such gazes and doesn't care.

'I want to make tea, scented tea, herbal tea, fruit tea, wood tea, any kind of tea is fine. '

Yunchi, who never drank tea from his previous life to this life, suddenly had such an idea.

Beiye people have not escaped the fate of running around for food and clothing, and have not dabbled in the noble interest of drinking tea.

But at this moment, Yun Chi felt that Xiao Guanfeng should drink tea instead of goat's milk.

Some people, when you see him for the first time, want to get him at any cost.

You don't love him, but you must have him.

Everyone knew that more than ten days ago, Yun Yeming suddenly led an army to attack the Feiying tribe at night, and strongly demanded that the youngest son of the Feiying clan leader be his son-in-law, but the young master of the Fulang clan reluctantly accepted it.

But only Yun Chi knew that Xiao Guanfeng was the source of this conquest.

That day, she chased a red fox to the edge of the forest of ferocious beasts, and saw a man riding a horse across the river, breaking through the starlight, as bright as a jade tree facing the wind.

Mr. Qianqian, gentle as jade.

Never thought that it was a piece of thousand-year-old Xuanbing jade.

"Young Master Yun, is there any discomfort in your body? Young Master Yun? Young Master Yun?"

"Xiao Chi!"

Yun Chi was pulled back from his thoughts by Yun Yeming's gentle scolding, and looked at her blankly.

Seeing Yun Chi staring at his son obsessively, Xiao Shiqing felt a little displeased, but he still smiled at Yan Yan and repeated the question just now.

"Thank you, Patriarch Xiao, for your concern. It is already well, and I also want to thank the nobles for their generosity and donation of pills for rescue."

Yun Chi clenched his right hand and put it on his chest, nodded and bowed slightly to Xiao Shiqing to express his gratitude.

Regarding Xiao Shiqing's thoughts, Yun Yeming knew well, as long as the demands were not too excessive, he would definitely fulfill his promise.

"Ye Ming promised the nobleman a condition that day, and asked Patriarch Xiao, but it's okay."

"Hahaha, the high priest is indeed a straightforward person. The request of our family is easy for the high priest. All you need is the high priest and the elders. When training newcomers, you can help our family train two priests by the way."

Expecting that Yun Yeming would not agree easily, sure enough, just as he finished speaking, there was a violent thumping sound in his ear.

"Wishful thinking! High Priest, don't talk nonsense with him, Xingshi will bring people to level his Flying Eagle Clan tomorrow."

Xingshi jumped up against the crime, his whole face flushed with anger.

(End of this chapter)