Chapter 1777: Stumbled into the Peach Blossom Spring (2/2)
This virtual world is more refined and more fascinating than the open spiritual world in the Tinder Project base. It seems that this is the real strength of Professor Mo Xuan in constructing the virtual world!
”Ah, you are awake!”
When Li Yao looked back, he found a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl holding a large pot of fragrant burnt snails, looking at him with surprise on her face.
The little girl is also dressed as a village girl, with a coarse cloth and a pair of high red clogs, and her face that can be blown can be broken without any powder, but her youthful brilliance and innocent look are enough to dispel all vigilance and hostility, she Put the burnt snails on a small wooden table under the eaves facing the waterfall. He was so hot that he blew his fingers straight, rubbing his ears, and said with a sharp smile: ”Don't worry, you can have a meal when Grandpa comes back. After many days of rain, it finally cleared up. Grandpa said to eat outside today, so don’t be so frustrated.”
Li Yao stared at her deeply for a long time. Although 80% sure she was a...foreign spirit, he couldn't tell the difference from the real person, frowning and said: ”I...”
”Do not you remember?”
The little girl blinked her **** and white eyes, pointed at the top of the cliff and said, ”You fell from above, and there are dozens of **** scars on your body. It's so terrible. Grandpa saved you. At that time, she thought you were not. It's dead!
”That was all half a month ago. For the past half month you have been feverish, nonsense, and always talking about fighting, rushing and killing, etc. Are you a soldier? I heard that outsiders The world is at war all day long, really?”
The little girl is a broken mouth. Before Li Yao could answer, she continued to wave her hand and say: ”Our name is'Peach Blossom Village', don't look at it now, every year in February and March, when the peach blossoms are full of mountains and plains, it looks pretty!
”I heard from the old people in the village that our ancestors also lived outside, but they were in turmoil outside. It was horrible either you killed me or I killed you all day long.
”Later they found this place, and they moved in one after another. Well, I think about it, maybe there are thousands of years, right? In the past few hundred years, there have been many soldiers like you who have been hunted down. , Chase and kill others, fall off the cliff, after arriving here, I can't bear to leave!
”Here, the four families of Zhao Lao in the east of the village, and Granny Lin in the west of the village, I heard that their grandfather's grandfather fell like this.
”Looking at so many injuries on your body, you must have fought a lot of battles outside. You killed a lot of people. That's not good. Don't leave. Just stay with us and live here. There are so many days here. Okay, how quiet!
”Hey, what is your name? Did you forget? It doesn't matter if you forget it, my name is A Luo, not the snail of the snail, but the vine of the snail, um, that is the radish of the radish! But I The burnt snails are delicious. Grandpa hasn't come back. You can eat two secretly first, and then throw the shells into the pool, hehe!
”There is one more dish, I'll serve it, you sit first and wait for me!”
The girl ran to the back kitchen grinning, and the wooden clogs made a ”click, click” sound on the bluestone board.
Li Yao turned under the eaves and looked at the small wooden table. There were already four-flavored local vegetables. In addition to the grilled escargot, there was also a bowl of pickled vegetable stewed tofu, a plate of spicy fried dried fish, and a plate of oily pig Stir-fried small green vegetables with skins are simple and crude, but the aroma is strong and attractive, which makes one can't help but move the index finger.
The clogs sounded again, and Aluo cautiously held a deep clay pot with the scent of pheasant in it, and walked quickly.
She placed the earthenware pot between the four dishes, and the chicken soup that was stewed to the extreme was like mellow wine, blooming with a golden luster. The chicken was so crisp that it would fall off the skeleton with one breath, and it was in the chicken soup. Completely melted, Li Yao has never seen such a good chicken soup in the real world.
A Luo was so proud of her craftsmanship that she laughed unconsciously. When she looked towards the foot of the mountain, her eyes suddenly lit up: ”Ah, Grandpa is back!”
An old farmer wearing a hat, bare-footed, wearing a gouache, carrying two large bundles of firewood, simply tied with a straw rope at his waist, and carrying a huge wine gourd in his hand, slowly all the way Walk slowly up the mountainside.
As the fog grew thicker, his hat flickered and disappeared, and the piercing eyes under the hat, which looked as innocent and hot as a teenager, were never hidden.
It is Professor Mo Xuan.
Soon, Professor Mo Xuan, who was dressed as an old farmer, returned to the small wooden house halfway up the mountain. He poured all the dry wood in the back room and beat his waist lightly. Then he turned back to the small wooden table and put the wine gourd on it. In front of Li Yao.
”The mountain village is simple, it is rare to meet the distinguished guests, and the greetings are not well-formed. For the distinguished guests from afar, bear with me!”
Professor Mo Xuan said with a smile, unplugging the wine stopper, the honey-like yellow liquor poured out, inextricably linked and endless.