MTL - The Sword Dynasty-v8 Chapter 162 Time

Snowflakes are very light and soft, but they pile up a thick, but they show a completely different taste. The sound of broken branches in the mountains is endless.

Not only the dead branches, but the more open the branches, the more branches, the more weight they bear, often in the breeze blowing the swing, it is difficult to bear and suddenly break, revealing the freshest fracture.

Ye Xinhe wears old yellow bamboo rafts, wears sandals on his feet, and walks on the mountain slopes.

The snow on the mountain road is thick, and there is no ankle on the road. Even the hunters in the mountains have closed their doors, and the mountains are cold and everything is quiet.

There is a small courtyard in the valley with dry wood as a fence. It is also swaying in the snow. However, there is smoke in the bark chimney on the eaves, and there is a fire inside, but it gives a warm feeling.

Ye Xinhe came to visit friends in the distance, but unexpectedly met the heavy snow travellers. He came to this small courtyard without hesitation, pushed open the simple firewood gate and walked into the small courtyard.

The wooden house, which is somewhat fragile in the snow, is very simple. Except for a leather hammock, there is only one stone stove and a stone pot.

Some of the leaking walls are rich, filled with glutinous rice, dried meat, and some wild vegetables for seasoning and dried mushrooms.

The flame in the stone stove is not too strong, and some dry wood has become a red charcoal fire, illuminating the half face of the owner of this wooden house.

This is a middle-aged hunter.

At least dress up like this, just compared with ordinary hunters, even in such a dim room, he looks very clean, and even can be said to be very pure.

His clothes are also contaminated with dust and smoke, but these traces are new.

Because with his breathing, there is always some strange power to push the old dust away from him.

His skin is under the fire, there is a kind of jade luster, shining with fluorescence.

At this time, he was cooking a snake, and the white jade-like snake meat in the light rice porridge was rolling. At this time, he just added some chopped green jade-like vegetables, he was holding a wooden spoon. Slowly flipping, it is very patient.

A well-cooked soup will have aroma and sweet taste that is soft and exudes, just like the warm fire, even for a moment to forget the chill.

"The winter snakes seem to be out of date."

Ye Xinhe raised his eyebrows slightly. He sat down in the middle of the middle-aged hunter and baked his own pair of sandals. He looked at the pot of snakes and said slowly.

Listening to his words, the middle-aged hunter smiled slightly and said: "This is the unique yellow flower snake in the mountains of Yuyang County. It was originally swallowed during the yellow flowers in the mountains. It is the most fat, but it is too fat. If you are not tired of food, you will be the best in the winter. In fact, it is the best in winter. The meat is thin and delicate, and it is extremely delicious. Together with the dried vegetables in the autumn, it is a perfect match. There will be no more delicious soup than this."

"Spring thunder rang all things, the yellow snake snake is easy to catch when it is out of the hole. Although you think that the yellow snake is too fat, it is easy to catch when you are snowing the mountain. At this time, it is cold, it is not a hole, it is dead. Move, even if the practitioners are hard to find, to get this pot of soup, it takes a lot of effort, it seems a bit out of place." Ye Xinhe is also a faint smile, he said.

The middle-aged hunter listened to these words, but instead smiled more and shook his head: "I am actually the strongest Yan Zong teacher in the Yuyang area, but I have been hiding in the world for many years. For you, it is the best in the world, but For me, if you change your dynasty, it is not as good as the soup in my eyes. However, you still come from afar, afraid that I will shoot. Even if I see that I am patiently cooking here, I still kill it. Some are out of date."

"It’s not a family, it’s a different kind." Ye Xinhe’s face is still mild, but he’s outspoken. “After all, I don’t feel at ease.”

"When you come, you will slow down the snow trails in this mountain and watch the traces of my stay in this mountain. The confidence and momentum will become more perfect in this courtyard. I must feel that I have absolute confidence in killing me. If I am not used by you, you will It’s a pity to kill me, but it’s still out of place.” The middle-aged hunter put down a wooden spoon and put a few charcoal fires from the stone stove, placed it in a black stone basin next to him, and then looked at Ye Xinhe. I smiled and said: "Because this snake is not used alone, it is specially used to entertain a guest who comes from afar. In addition to this snake, there is a dish that is grilled fish, and the fish is used in the cold lake whitewater fish. The fisherman has been waiting for you for many days, he is here, you can't kill me."

Ye Xinhe's face is unchanged, but his brow is deeply picked up.

He stopped talking, and at this time he also perceives the arrival of a breath, a familiar atmosphere.

He knew who the coming person was, his body was a little shaken, he was nervous, he was a little scared, but he was somewhat excited and somewhat expecting.

The sound of snow outside the hospital sounded again.

The lake is a long way from here, but Ding Ning has arrived.

When he pushed the door to the face of the fire, the big fish in his hand had not died yet, but the surface was slightly frosted, the fish body was frozen and stiff, and the fish tail was still swinging.

Ye Xinhe looked at Ding Ning who was coming in and was silent.

Ding Ning did not talk to him for the first time, but handed the fish to middle-aged hunters.

"Just right."

The middle-aged hunter was very satisfied. He smiled like a spring full of peach blossoms. He took a stone knife and cut open the fish belly. He only cleared the internal organs, did not wash the blood and remove the scales, but only stuffed some dried meat in the belly of the fish. Dried mushrooms, several seasoned weeds, which are turned over on charcoal fire.

The body of the fish sizzles, the oil gradually oozes out of the scales, the scales become golden, and the oil is infiltrated, which looks strange and beautiful.

"The snakes just happened to drink a bowl and they just eat fish. Then there is a bowl of snakes. There will be no better taste and satisfaction than this." The middle-aged hunter smiled at Ding Ning and Ye Xinhe.

"Drink a bowl?"

Ding Ning took over the first bowl of snakes from the middle-aged hunter and asked Ye Xinhe.

Ye Xinhe looked as usual, took the second bowl of snakes from the middle-aged hunter, slowly finished drinking and eating the snakes. Then he looked at Ding Ning and said, "You should know that I am a person from Jiaodong County?" ”

Ding Ning nodded and said calmly: "I invite you to drink this bowl of snakes, not just for the past friendship, but also want to ask you, although you are a person from Jiaodong County, but you must hide in the dark, can not and Zheng The sleeves enjoy the aura of the status of Jiaodong County and her later, but for this you betray many people who regard you as true friends, why?"

The middle-aged hunter also converges with a smile, saying: "I don't want to understand if I change, so I also agree that he invites you to eat this bowl of snakes."

Ye Xinhe put down the bowl in his hand and looked up slightly, as if he was thinking.