chewing dragon

Chapter 283: Sacrificing Soup to the God of Dry Lake
Under the warm sunshine in early winter, in front of the Zuowu Festival Hall, several military attachés held their breath and listened quietly to the young captain's explanation.

"Opening up territories and promoting humanity may inevitably lead to the tragedy of one general's success, but it can also eliminate disasters and create peace for the people of the world."

"As for those unscrupulous descendants who have betrayed the aspirations of their ancestors, and those treacherous people who are poisoning the people of Qi... When we have enough strength, we can naturally find them and settle the accounts."

Hearing Qi Jingzhi's sudden words, Wei Yingdian raised his eyebrows and quickly looked around at everyone's expressions.

I saw faint smiles on the faces of Ge Shu Dashi and Wei Bao, but there was a flash of sternness in their eyes.Li and Tong were thoughtful, obviously being reminded of some memories from the past.

Including Geshu Dashi, who was once the bodyguard of Marquis Anfeng, no one seemed to think there was anything wrong with Qi Jingzhi's last few words.

The former doctor of the Ministry of Rites breathed a sigh of relief, and half agreed and half reminded: "What Brother Tao said is absolutely true! Our foundation is still shallow and our strength is insufficient. We really need to keep a low profile and be cautious in our words and deeds."

"It's like slaying demons today to show your power. Brother Dao always makes decisions according to the law, and no one can find the slightest fault. Otherwise, if we respond slightly inappropriately, or even let the pair of wild foxes go, some people will inevitably criticize us for dereliction of duty afterwards. He violated the law, flattered Buddhism, and even the commander of the Jin Yamen broke out on the spot."

Qi Jingzhi naturally heard the meaning of Wei Yingdian's advice, shook his head and nodded: "With a history of longevity and longevity, the Demon Suppressing Academy will always give us some mercy, so as not to make us stand down on the spot. As for the criticism afterwards... I It was only on the way back that I realized the dangers involved, and at that time I was only thinking about the laws of the Daqi Law."

The young man stood up and pointed at the big black iron pot: "It is true that we are people who speak lightly now, and our cultivation is even shallower. And this pot is a very useful thing. We can't eat it because of choking."

As he spoke, he threw the black dog in his arms into the pot: "Today we have a gathering of heroes from the Zuowu Army. It's time to cook meat, drink, and celebrate!"

The black dog whimpered at the gold medal around the young man's waist. The fur on his body fell off on its own. In the blink of an eye, more than half of the water was filled with the iron pot. Five pounds of tender dog meat was soaked in it. It even went through the steps of peeling and deboning. All saved.

Li Shenxian looked at it and almost dropped his jaw in shock. Obviously, he had never seen such a scene before when eating dog meat, and the difference was obviously on the captain's waist badge.

"What a damn dog, you look down on others!"

That's not all yet. Qi Jingzhi threw a lot of the green sand beads, remaining sand from Dan Zao and even the orpiment essence that he had just received in Hu Jun's jade box into the pot without hesitation.

While he was asking everyone to build stoves, stack firewood, blow wind, and light fires, he took out a black-red bead from the Mysterious Mirror of Heaven and Earth.

"The carcass of an elephant is the essence of wood and stone. It forms a fetus after death. It is cool in nature, salty in taste, and non-toxic. It is auspicious to cook."

The young man put the elephant corpse into the pot without hesitation: "Today I want to see what kind of auspicious method it is!"

So under everyone's busy schedule, the strong aroma of meat soon wafted in the yard in front of the Zuowu Festival Hall.

This meaty aroma is mixed with several kinds of strange medicinal aromas, which make people feel relaxed and happy when they smell it, and all the qi in the body become more lively and agile.

Several military attachés from the Zuowu Army gathered around the pot, their throats trembling and their stomachs thundering.

The three magical mounts, Bannu, Bamboo Ox and Taurus, poked their heads behind their respective owners, saliva dripping down. Qi Huchan hung on his eldest brother's right arm and was also swallowing hard.

"It's only five kilograms of meat, it's not enough!" The purple-bearded and blue-eyed boy couldn't help but pinch his teeth.

"Huh? In addition to Xingzhapo's death, the hundred-year-old Zhinu, the mountain monk and the two wild foxes should be able to eat it, right?" Bazhou Tiger suggested seriously.

The former doctor of the Ministry of Rites frowned when he heard this: "Forget it about wild foxes. Although fox meat can remove evil spirits from the five internal organs and help us cleanse the marrow and cut off the hair, when I think of the two children's skulls, I feel uncomfortable. !”

The second generation Golden Sword Wei looked at Qi Jingzhi silently, waiting for his captain to nod before going to take care of the demon corpse.

The flag officer on the side said inappropriately: "That pig in the toilet..."

Everyone immediately looked at the guy angrily: "Stay there!"

Qi Jingzhi laughed dumbly.

A moment ago, these people had their own arrogant thoughts, and there was obviously a lot of estrangement. Unexpectedly, just because of such a pot of dog meat, they actually became more harmonious with each other.

“Don’t hesitate when it comes to delicious food. What you put into your mouth is yours.”

Qi Jingzhi suddenly had this idea in his mind. He immediately raised his chopsticks and put a piece of dog meat into his mouth. The soup was so thick and the meat was rotten that it melted in his mouth.

"Hiss! The dog meat rolls three times, and the immortal cannot stand still. It is not auspicious to cook the carcass of a monster or an elephant. Besides, after the black dog's carcass is cooked in a pot, the fragrance is so fragrant!"

If the young man doesn't hesitate at this moment, he will be called a hero who plays chopsticks like flying and eats like a hero.

When the others saw this, they couldn't bear it any longer. Their eyes lit up and they imitated the others and started grabbing the meat, making everyone scramble to be the first and brave.

Just when everyone was eating with juices and juices splashing everywhere, they suddenly heard a loud bang in their ears, and soon a huge water column rushed out of the ancient stone well in the east.

The water column surged into the air, and at the top was an extremely delicate and compact brass car. Sitting under the brass car cover was a little man in yellow clothes and a yellow crown. He had beautiful features and a graceful bearing.

The cart was pulled by a strange one-legged bird also made of brass.

There is a small brass drum hanging under the left rib of this strange bird, and a small brass bell hanging under the right rib. It is as exquisite as a child's toy. However, as the strange bird's wings flap open and close, it turns out that there is actually a bell. The sound of the drum sounded.

Seeing this little man in yellow driving a bronze chariot with a strange bird, and traveling with bells and drums playing music, and water pillars lifting him up, such a splendid appearance was definitely not comparable to ordinary spirits, Qi Jingzhi naturally would not mistake him for the true form of the black dog of Jingjing.

He put down his chopsticks, swallowed the dog meat, took two steps forward, clasped his fists, and said: "Qi Jingzhi, the captain of the Governor's Office of the Zuowu Army in Gouchen Yuan, may I ask who you are? What do you do with our Zuowu Army?"

The little man in yellow sat quietly in the car and said nothing. His eyes briefly moved around everyone, and then he stared directly at the dog meat that was tumbling in the big black iron pot.

It twitched its nose and sniffed carefully for a moment, and then slowly spoke: "Bi Quan, Xiang Xiang, Huang Huang, Ping Xiao, Bifang..."

There was a hint of doubt in the tone of the little man in yellow: "I have tasted these things before, but they are not so fragrant? What else did you add to this pot?"

Qi Jingzhi's heart suddenly moved, and he immediately knew that the other party was obviously a knowledgeable person, and his nose was too sensitive. It was just the first few things. Could this "Bifang" refer to Dan Zao Yu Sha?
"Is the alchemy inheritance of Xianyu Mountain really related to Bi Fangniao? In this case, some things will make sense..." Seeing that no one answered, the little man in yellow frowned slightly and snorted softly. , the tone was still light: "I was granted the title of Kuze Shuibo by Jiang Qi, and my name is Qingji. Let me ask you again, what other seasonings and spiritual materials were added to the pot?"

Such a small spirit turned out to be a full-fledged water god with the title of earl?

Could such an uninvited guest be a good omen for cooking the carcass?
Although Qi Jingzhi had suspicions in his heart, he would not tolerate the other party, and his tone was equally calm: "Except for the ones mentioned by Zunji just now, there is only well water left in this pot, and there are no other spiritual materials."

"Oh? Since there is nothing in the pot, does it mean that the pot itself is good?"

Unexpectedly, this Uncle Shui from Kuze was actually extremely astute, and he immediately guessed the key.

He immediately let out a light scold, and drove the small, strange bird-copper car down the waves, turning around close to the rim of the big black iron pot. During the process, he also fished a small piece of dog meat from the pot, chirp, chirp, chirp. Chew and eat.

Wiping his oily lips with his sleeve, Qingji nodded with satisfaction: "Why do you think it's so right? It turns out that the smell of this pot actually contains the food and livelihood of hungry people in troubled times." Hope! Well, I haven’t tasted such a strong desire to survive for many years.”

Qi Jingzhi raised his eyebrows: "As you wish, have you experienced such thoughts before?"

"That's natural!"

The little man in yellow casually said: "Dry lakes are also dry lakes. As a dry lake, I see most of the creatures that are about to die of thirst in this life. Hungry people ask for food, thirsty people ask for water, in the final analysis They are all trying to survive, so the taste of longing is naturally very different."

After he finished speaking, he suddenly looked at Qi Jingzhi, taking a serious look at the young captain for the first time: "Qi Jingzhi... you have such a treasure of survival in troubled times in your hands. Could it be that you are from the Jiang Qi clan who has led troops for generations?"

Before the young man could answer, Qing Ji shook his head: "No, your Jiang Qi bloodline smells a bit ancient, especially since you don't have the slightest royal aura around you. It shows that you are definitely not a descendant of King Huan's lineage. People, logically, shouldn’t have Qi as their surname long ago.”

As he spoke, He hovered the strange bird copper car next to the young man's ear, poked his head out from under the car hood, pinched the young man's earlobe and sniffed vigorously: "Well, although the blood is ancient, the breath is quite pure. , it can be seen that you are indeed a descendant of Jiang Qi, and you are not a savage, orphan, or criminal in the country, and you still call it the country as your surname..."

Qing Ji nodded with satisfaction: "In your case...either your mother's clan was too humble, or you were so incompetent that you didn't even get a fief, a title, or an official position, so you were not qualified to start your own clan. When the descendants lose their royal status, they will be reduced to the world and disappear from the public. Although they still cling to Jiang Qi's surname, they are not much better than ordinary mud-legged people."

"Of course, there is a very small possibility that your ancestor committed a serious crime and was lucky enough to leave behind a posthumous or illegitimate son. He did not dare to continue to use his ancestor's fiefdom, title and official position as his surname, so he simply changed it back. The Qi family, anyway, there are many ordinary people who call themselves the Qi family, and there is no trace left in the water."

Qing Ji's words were direct and unpleasant, but Qi Jingzhi was not angry. Instead, he became more frightened the more he listened.

He had met powerful men with the Jiang surname such as Langya Lord and An Fenghou; he had met the Qi clan members with the Jiang surname such as Zuo Yaoshi and Dongguo Kunyu; he had met Yongmen Di, the mysterious retainer of the Yongmen clan of the Jiang Qi clan; and even There is also Shouba, the god of the longevity palace of King Huan. However, none of these people pointed out with such certainty that Qi Jingzhi was not of King Huan's lineage.

If what Qing Ji said is true, then this Kuze Water God is really unusual in terms of his detailed understanding of Jiang Qi's bloodline and his keen insight.

But what puzzled Qi Jingzhi was that Qing Ji had clearly devalued his bloodline as worthless, but his tone and expression were actually much more relaxed than before.

"Qi Jingzhi, we are destined to meet each other. Let's do this... you will sacrifice this pot of dog meat to me. In return, how about I give you some guidance on practice?"

As soon as these words came out, most of the image of an expert and powerful man that the God of Dry Ze had just created collapsed in an instant.

Everyone present had strange expressions on their faces, winking at each other, and no longer looked as solemn and respectful as before.

Qi Jingzhi's eyes flashed, and he felt really dumbfounded in his heart: "I have never eaten good food many times in my life, but every time I eat it, I feel uneasy. The Kuze Shuibo in front of me is even more amazing. He actually wants to eat the pot. Let’s go, you won’t even leave a mouthful of broth!”

As if sensing the change in the atmosphere, Qing Ji's little face showed a hint of eagerness. His speech was no longer as old-fashioned as before, and his speech speed was obviously much faster: "As the saying goes, fire takes the south and red is red." Phoenix marrow, water asks for the essence of the black turtle in the North Sea."

"You are currently very angry, but you don't have enough kidney water to balance it. The more you eat these great tonics, the worse it will be. If you are not able to overcome obstacles, it will be difficult for dragons and tigers to subdue you. Sooner or later, you will be burned. Into ashes!”

Qi Jingzhi was shocked when he heard this.

Since he enthroned Bi Fang, the Southern Fire God, the fire on the Ruo Mu Ling Platform has indeed become stronger and stronger. It is always shrouded in red fire clouds. The Zhengyang Jiahuo and the Heart Candle Dinghuo complement each other's yin and yang and refine the pure yang together.

Although the pure yang of the green-feathered crane with angry eyes is getting better and better day by day, and the golden crow and high sun are expected in the morning and evening, but after all, there is a part of the yang-fire that is difficult to expel in time, and it sways the heart. Ding Huo felt a little restless.

Especially when he was aroused by the bloody smell of several demon corpses at Caishikou just now, he felt a little itchy in his heart. He wished he could kill a few evil demons with his own hands to feel satisfied.

As his thoughts flashed, Qi Jingzhi shook his head: "What you said seems inappropriate. Among the spiritual materials in this pot, the meat of the Jing Jing Bi Dog is clearly of the water attribute and can best eliminate the fire nature."

"Although the elephant is the essence of wood and stone, it is the ghost in the water, and the orpiment is the yin in gold...well..."

Seeing that the boy was stuck, Qingji grinned, feeling quite proud: "You're not that stupid!"

"Although Bi Dog's Meat is of the water attribute, its essence is not high, and you have added Pingxiao and Bi Fang, who are extremely high in essence and can greatly nourish wood and fire. Although the orpiment is a yin metal, it is more difficult to overcome than the realgar and yang metal. Transformation...hehe, if it weren't for the auspicious energy of the demon elephant to mediate it, this messy hodgepodge would have been boiled down into waste elixirs or even poison by you!"

"According to the ancient sacrificial rituals, those who choose fattened dogs are offered as offerings, which are called soup offerings."

"It's just that the aroma of the cooking dogs was blessed by the auspicious auspiciousness of the monsters and elephants, and floated into the well together, which coincided with the gift of the soup and allowed me, the water god, to enjoy it, so I traveled thousands of miles. Come and save your life!"

After saying this, Qing Ji only thought that these young ladies might all have pale faces, and then expressed his gratitude to Him. Unexpectedly, he looked around and saw that most of the people present had a fierce look like wolves and tigers in their eyes.

Geshu Dashi patted his stomach, which was still far from full. Black air lingered between his palms, as if there was a hungry ghost hiding in it.

Wei Yingdian and Li Shenxian held down the hoarfrost-covered hilts of their knives, while the other touched the quiver with rising evil spirits, with disapproval on their faces.

Wei Bao, who has always been the most silent person, took the initiative to step forward, opened his mouth and sprayed out a mouthful of pure golden energy towards Qingji. Immediately, two golden birds flew out from behind him and rubbed the golden energy. Well, the two grains of cold-preventing gold are not obvious, but are warm and fragrant.

The Pihan gold, which was no bigger than a grain of rice, was like two golden raindrops, falling on the brass cover of the strange bird bronze car, making two soft snapping sounds, and then rolled down from the edge of the cover, falling to the ground. He returned to the big black iron pot below and disappeared without a single bubble.

Seeing this, Kunze Shui Bo Qingji's eyelids twitched, and the smile on his face was a bit sarcastic: "There is a saying that hunger produces yang fire to refine yin essence, and fullness hurts the energy."

"If you guys still feel hungry, you might as well eat some more. If you're not hungry...don't...don't hold yourself up..."

(End of this chapter)