Cultivation of Immortals Begins with Drilling Wood To Make Fire

  Chapter 405 [Concoct the captive]

  The temperature suddenly changed, and Fang Chang stood still.

   Instead, the hot air on the copper pot instantly became much more obvious when the cold wind came in from the window.

  The air in the room is clear.

  This is the third floor, and most of the buildings in the city are on the first floor, occasionally mixed with double floors. Looking out from the windows, you can have a panoramic view of the city directly opposite.

  Including the place where Fang Chang found a little bit of evil spirit just now.

   Fang Chang turned around and picked up the table with both hands, placed it by the window, and then brought the chair beside it.

  In this way, he can look at the city outside when he sits in the chair and eats.

  The bottom soup in the pot has finally turned into flowers. The soup is very clear, and it is very intuitive to see. Bubbles are generated from the place next to the wall of the pot, and then quickly float up to the surface and burst. Due to the large number of bubbles, small bubble mountains with rapidly changing shapes and positions are raised on the surface of the soup.

  Pick up a few slices of meat and put them in the pot. The thin slices of meat turn over with the water splash, and soon change color and break.

  The oil flowers inside soaked out and floated on the water surface, which filled the room with a delicious smell, and at the same time slightly prevented the evaporation of the soup in the pot, allowing it to heat up faster.

Fang Chang adjusted the damper of the copper pot, and then took out the sliced ​​meat from the pot, put one piece on a clean plate and eat it directly, savoring the pure meat aroma, put one piece into the dipping bowl, and wrapped it with sesame sauce , Taste the soft and tender lamb in the layered taste.

  The taste is very good, Fang Chang eats the meat slowly while looking out the window.

   As a result, Fang Chang didn't wait until there was any movement outside until the two plates of mutton were finished.

  He poured cabbage and radishes into the pot, and then pulled the rope next to him. In the corridor outside, the bell connected to the rope jingled. The guy who had been waiting in the corridor knocked on the door and came in immediately, asking:

   "Guest officer, what are your orders?"

   "Two more plates of meat, and then add some water to the pot."

"Okay." Just as the waiter was about to pull away, he suddenly said, "We have mutton slices that are scraped out with a plane. Would you like some? Although it has been frozen and not fresh enough, it is much thinner than sliced ​​mutton, and it has a unique flavor. "

   "Well, let's have a plate of sliced ​​mutton, and another plate of sliced ​​mutton."

  Before leaving, the shop clerk glanced at the open window

After a while, two plates of mutton were brought over, one of which was cut by hand as before, and the other plate was like shavings, after the mutton was hardened in the ice and snow outside, it was cut by a carpenter. The plane digs it out one by one.

  Planting mutton takes a lot more work than fresh mutton, so the price per catty is a little more expensive.

  Of course, its taste is not the same as that of hand-cut fresh lamb, as the shop assistant said, it has a unique flavor.

  The radishes and cabbage that were poured in before are also cooked. After being soaked in the soup of cooking meat, they are full of meaty fragrance. When they are taken out, they are still covered with oil on the surface of the soup.

  It goes perfectly with this meal when eaten with sesame sauce dip.

  It’s a pity that fresh vegetables are rare in this season. The only common ones in the north are radish and cabbage. In addition, you can soak some bean sprouts, but that is not suitable for eating with mutton.

  Fang Chang suddenly put down his chopsticks.

  He stood up and looked out the window somewhere in the distance.

  In the field of vision, there is a trace of evil spirit suddenly appearing on a certain building over there. Even for practitioners who are good at watching Qi, it is not obvious, but Fang Chang has excellent eyesight, far surpassing others, so he can see clearly.

   "That's it."

  Fang Chang said softly, and then disappeared in place in an instant, leaving only the voice that has not dissipated.

  He jumped out of the window, and before he landed on the street, he volleyed a little on his toes, then jumped up again, climbed over two eaves and disappeared without a trace.

  People on the street didn't notice this, they just felt dazzled, so they saw a shadow floating past. Those who are superstitious, can't help but think wildly, self-examine whether they have messed with something unclean, so they have hallucinations.

  In the place where the evil spirit suddenly appeared, a strange man with double horns was burying something in the snow.

  This is a remote place, surrounded by overgrown weeds. This strange man just dug up the snow covering the ground, and then took out an object from the package, ready to bury it in it. Some operations were required before burying, and it was at this time that the demonic aura was exposed, which was noticed by Fang Chang.

  So this strange man was sitting on the ground and before he put the objects in his hands into the snow pit, he suddenly felt that there was a person in front of him. His clothes were similar in color to the snow, which made the strange man a little dazed for a while, thinking he had misread it.

   As a result, the back of his neck tightened, feeling like someone was holding him, and then the surrounding scenery suddenly changed.

  The strange man let out a scream, and stretched his hand behind him, trying to use scratching to deal with the palm of the back of his neck. This was the only way he could think of in an emergency.

   "Clang clang clang—"

  The strange man's heart sank. The sound of metal and silk clashing, as well as the touch from the fingertips, told him that this time he had returned without success.

   In the blink of an eye, he quickly adjusted his strategy and reached out again.

This time its hands were no longer hands, but turned back into fluffy ones, and the front nails turned into sharp claws that shone with cold light, but it was the opponent's most powerful claws that showed their original shape, in order to Achievements in one fell swoop.

   As a result, the original voice was still there, which made the weirdo's heart feel like it was falling into darkness.

  With his speed, he could only hit twice, and then he felt his body stopped, and he was used to the floor by the opponent.

  Seeing the man in white in front of him, he stretched out his claws again and pounced on him, opening his mouth to yell.

   As a result, when the other party moved his finger lightly, he couldn't howl.

   On the contrary, the movement of the two claws was very smooth, and it caught the opponent's arm again. The left claw rested on the opponent's clothes, and the right claw rested on the back of the opponent's hand. The strange man became excited and scratched hard!

   This time, he finally saw clearly what happened when he was grabbed by the back of the neck.

No matter the claws on the opponent's arm or the claws on the opponent's arm, they can't get in at all, leaving no trace on the opponent's body. At the same time, there is still the sound of gold and silk clashing, muffled .

  Fang Chang pointed again, and the little demon caught by him had cramps in his limbs and could no longer move.

  He sat back on the edge of the chair, put a few slices of mutton into the pot, then looked around, picked up an extra chopstick, and stretched it out to pick it up lightly.

  The hair on the opponent's head was suddenly picked up, revealing two horns.

   "Looks like a dog with leopard prints, horns like a cow, are you a cunning?" Fang Chang looked at the opponent's figure and said.

  The other party turned his head and remained silent.

  Fang Chang took a look and saw that this monster had a lot of innocent names, so he let it go.

  He ate a few slices of mutton, and by the way let the little monster dry, then reached out to strengthen the soundproofing spell in the room below, and began to torture to extract a confession.

The scene was not **** at all, he just pointed at the little demon, and the little demon felt as if it had been cut into pieces, as if it had been devoured by thousands of ants. Thousands of years of ice and extreme pain.

  (end of this chapter)