Is it really a straight girl?

Then let Miji go back to feed Miss Chitose, and by the way, travel back a little bit, come back with the medical kit and utensils to disinfect the girl who took him in, and everything will be done.

It's a pity that Lord Shenming doesn't seem to want Mi Ji to fulfill his wish so easily... and he also gave Mi Ji a main task.

Perhaps this god who has never seen it before but has always protected Miji also thinks that to achieve his wish, he needs to go through trials.

Miki thinks it's the same, but when the wish is his own wish, he doesn't want to have any tests.

Ms. Miki, who was so thoughtful, sighed.

The pot was already hot, and Mi Ji added fat to it to get the fat first, and then started to fry it. On the way, he was busy looking for various ingredients on the surrounding tables, and asked the girl next to him about sansho pepper, salt, etc. The location of the condiments was described many times with gestures and sentences before they could understand each other and found several condiments.

"Cooking, is it so complicated?" The ancient people behind him asked frequently like a child who has just been exposed to new things.

"Potato stew, the simplest." Mi Ji blinked back: "If this is still complicated, then how do you usually..."

"Throw all kinds of vegetables into the pot, boil with water, and add salt." The girl with short black hair said honestly,

"It's too rough." Mi Ji said embarrassingly.

"In villages and towns, many people are like this."

It's really ancient.

"It's so complicated, will it be delicious?" the short-haired girl asked again.

It's really like a very curious child who has just come into contact with a previously unknown field, asking all kinds of things.

"Of course." Mi Ji confirmed, "You will definitely be surprised."

It will amaze you ancients.

Don't underestimate the 4000-year culinary history.

Although there is no MSG, the taste will be worse, and the meat is not fresh meat.

"The food of the heavenly beings...it's amazing." The ancient girl kept staring at Mi Ji's movements.

Everything seems to be very peaceful.

If you don't care about the vicious fights between the mountains and forests in the distance outside.

……

320 seven, the first in the world

In the south of Sun Island, more than ten years ago, the world was in chaos.

Among the mountains of corpses and the sea of ​​blood, a generation of sword masters stood resolutely, their swords spattered with blood, still shining coldly.

The enemy general sealed his throat and fell to the ground, corpses in stagnant water and green hills littered the field, crying and crying, blood stained the rain, and red maple leaves drifted away.

Sitting paralyzed under the mud mound, the young man watched the Juggernaut's pale hair hang down in the rain, cut off the enemy's flag with a long knife, and shouted hoarsely that the enemy general was dead.

Later, Jianjia was established as a country with only one city in size.

Youlang is just one of countless war orphans, but the young swordsman noticed him, rescued him and named him Jianjia and Lun.

The young man who saved his life from the war follows the sword master and governs the country named Jianjia.

Over the next ten years, Lun witnessed that the Juggernaut was haggard due to the baptism of the years, and he was powerless in political affairs. The people who pirated the country in those days also left or left.

Erlang sacrificed his life to go to the national disaster, seeing death as if he had returned home.

But even with the use of heresy, let the soldiers take the medicine that is not afraid of death, the cattle also went to the battlefield, hired a large number of rural warriors with a lot of money, and studied the discipline of military training, but in the end it was only the first trial in the capital. lingering under the attack, it only temporarily delayed Jian Jia's demise.

All the hard work has resulted in hesitation, unwillingness, helplessness and despair.

For the continuation of the country, he does not need the glory of a warrior or the dignity of a man.Even... his own life.

Normal means are simply unable to protect the land on which one lives.

At the time of life and death, heretics can protect the country.

At the moment of respite from the war, Jian Jialun knew that after three years, there was another clue to the medicine of immortality, so he stayed behind with several generals in the country and sneaked to the rumored Penglai fairy mountain.

Find the elixir of immortality, so that the once invincible Juggernaut who is now bedridden can regain his peak.

By then, the Jianjia Kingdom will exist forever.

He commits to what he will accomplish.

If you can, cut off the sky and revive Jianjia.If not, then let him fall with Jian Jia in this long river of history.

Jian Jialun, alone with a bow and a sword, and wearing a cape hat, took advantage of the night rain and went far away.

……

Penglai Xianshan, deep in the dense forest, a place rarely visited by people, two girls are in a wooden house.

Ms. Yaki is boiling the pot!

The rough and uneven pot lid was lifted, the clouds and mist rose, and the heat was bubbling, and at the same time, there was a tangy and rich aroma.

"It smells so good." Behind Mi Ji, the girl leaning on the wooden wall at the head of the bed let out a soft sniffing sound.

The girl with purple pupils didn't respond to the other party's compliment, she frowned and sniffed lightly.

Because the rice was cooked with raw firewood, it seemed that the heat of the pot was not well controlled, and it smelled a little burnt.

I hope it won't affect the eating experience...

Thinking so, Miji removed the steamed rice on top, put a little soup in a bowl with a rough black iron spoon, blew it again and again with his small mouth, and then tasted it slowly.

The saltiness is okay, and the concentration of the sauce is okay, but there is no ginger and cooking wine. Although soy sauce is added, the taste is still a bit bland...

In short, it is not as delicious as it is made in modern times, but because it is force majeure, it may still be able to score more than [-] points.

The slightly frowned brows relaxed, and Mi Ji nodded slightly.

After filling the bowl of rice and preparing the bamboo chopsticks, the girl came to the bedridden thin girl with good intentions. The other party took the bowl and chopsticks, and first sniffed them lightly.

"It's really delicious." She said again, swallowing silently: "It smells like roasted rabbits."

"Roast rabbit?" Mi Ji didn't quite understand why the other party said this suddenly.

"Well, the best thing I've ever eaten is a roasted rabbit with honey. If you catch a rabbit later, I'll eat it for you." She picked up the chopsticks, picked up the potato slices from the hob, blew on them, and slowly put them down. In the entrance: "...this one is also delicious."

The eyelids are slightly closed, and the chewing movements are also slight, as if to taste the taste carefully.

"Well, thank you." Mi Ji heard that the other party was expressing kindness to him, and responded to the other party: "Actually, there are a few ingredients missing this time, and if there is a chance, I can make more delicious ones for you. "

"Well, it's amazing." The black-haired thin girl nodded, stuffed rice grains into her mouth, and asked again: "Can people in the sky eat such good things?"

"They say it's not heaven, but it's indeed a different place...it's not easy to explain." Miss Mi Ji thought for a moment and replied: "There are also poverty and wealth, but most people don't need to worry about warmth. As for food and food, delicacies from various regions can be seen in the same city, and food is not just for filling the stomach, but also a kind of enjoyment.”

"Enjoy?" she asked doubtfully.

This ancient man doesn't seem to understand the meaning of this word.

Mi Ji recognized this: "According to what you said... people in the sky can easily eat all kinds of delicious things."

"Oh, that's great, heaven."

While talking, the thin girl glanced at her still bloody wound, with a trace of timidity in her eyes, and continued to eat without making a sound.

After a while, she asked again:

"After death, do people go to heaven?"

Miki was serving his own meal.

"Well... who knows." She said vaguely.

"Even the gods don't know?"

"I don't know." The girl with purple pupils shook her head.

"I really want to go to the sky." The girl on the bed looked at the blue sky outside the window.

The girl picked up the wooden bowl and looked out the window with the other party, silent for a few seconds.

"In the future, hundreds of years later, the earth should also become the sky." Mi Ji said softly.

"really?"

"Well, I am a heavenly man, this is my prophecy, very accurate."

"...I want to go to heaven." The other party repeated.

Hundreds of years later, this girl who looks thin and weak now will probably turn into a pot of loess.

Yaki didn't answer any more, and started to eat her own lunch.

It has a slightly fishy smell, after all, no cooking wine and ginger slices are added, but it is not a big problem.

"Miss Hui Ye." Without waiting for a few seconds of silence, the short-haired girl asked again.

"Ok?"

Is this guy really chatty...or maybe he's just really curious and asks a lot?

Ms. Mi Ji was a little unclear, and she didn't correct the address of the other party, and quietly waited for her to ask another question.

"Actually, when I went out these days, I heard someone talking about the medicine of immortality." She chewed a small piece of meat and said, "Although I don't know where it is, it seems that someone said that it is in the very on a steep peak near by."

"Oh!" Mi Ji blinked his bright eyes, and suddenly became interested.

"It's just that there are many people at the only slightly less steep intersection under that peak." She hesitated and said, "I heard someone say that a very powerful swordsman has been guarding the mountain pass these days. Said that only the best in the world can climb the mountain, and made a ring like a martial arts competition."

"Today seems to be the last day."

……

320 eight, the difficulty is hell mode!

21 years ago, Sun Island, a seaside manor on the north edge.

Surging waves crashed on the shore, rocks pierced through the sky, stormy storms, lightning and thunder.

When the wind was blowing, the candlelight in the manor of the aristocratic family trembled wildly, and under the sound of screams and mourning, a son was born.

Heisuke, the only son of a famous general, his father was only in his twenties when he was suppressing a rebellion in the capital city when Heisuke was not born.

When he was one year old, Zhuo Zhou held a sword and spear, and his relatives had high hopes for him. Afterwards, he learned calligraphy, martial arts, and marksmanship.