372 Food (2/2)

Old Man Mu rubbed his belly and said, ”Let's eat first, shall we? The Finger of Immobilisation cannot possibly keep us full, right? I will be so uncomfortable if I am immobilized with an empty stomach.”

”Alright.”

Now that they had reached a consensus, the old and young looked at each other, not understanding why the other continued to stand still.

”Why aren't you cooking?” The two of them asked at the same time.

”I don't know how.” Both answered in unison.

Old Man Mu had been the devil who reigned across the regions and had always dismissed trivial matters such as cooking.

On the other hand, as the Tenth Young Master of the Golden Roc Fort, Shangguan Ru had led a life of luxury and privilege and was used to being waited upon. In her imagination, the extremely arduous jianghu life did not include finding food for herself.

”It's very simple. Just hunt a bird, kill it, pluck its feathers and remove the internal organs, then roast it over the fire.” Old Man Mu replied. After all, he had more jianghu experience and vaguely knew what the process was like.

Just the thought of it made Shangguan Ru sick, so she said, ”I will try to catch something, you do the rest.”

”I am already so old, and I'm so small in size, plus my Internal Strength is so weak...”

Old Man Mu gave several excuses but Shangguan Ru was not buying it. ”There are many people who don't know Kung Fu, but they can still cook very well.”

Old Man Mu was so hungry that he could only agree. Over and over again, he told himself to bear with it. In less than a month, he would be the master of the world again once his Kung Fu was restored.

Shangguan Ru went hunting for food and Old Man Mu stayed behind to collect firewood to start a fire.

Starting a fire was a dangerous move since Maid Lotus might be somewhere nearby, but Old Man Mu could not care less about it. Just the thought of eating the greasy roast meat was enough for him to risk his life.

He tried to comfort himself with thoughts like these: The swamp was big and perhaps the lunatic had lost her way trying to track them down. So he daringly lit up a small fire and waited for Shangguan Ru to return.

Shangguan Ru returned with two quails smaller than the size of a palm. Old Man Mu looked at her, dumbfounded, and said, ”This, this is not even enough for me to fill up my belly.”

”One each.” Shangguan Ru did not bother explaining and threw her catch to Old Man Mu. Then she walked to a far end and continued to figure out the two new Kung Fu she had just learned.

Shangguan Ru had tried out the Lightness Skills, Subtle Shadow Lightness Skills and gained many insights when she was catching the birds. It was a Kung Fu that went well with the Finger of Immobilisation and she felt that it suited her so well, she did not even want to use the wooden saber.

Here she was, putting her heart and mind into practicing the Kung Fu and soon forgot about her hunger. Old Man Mu, on the other hand, was miserable. He had never once imagined that cleaning up two dead quails were even harder than killing people.

He took an hour to clean up the quails and hurriedly roast them above the fire. Seeing as the quails looked even smaller after removing and trimming away its feathers, he harbored thoughts of devouring the birds by himself. But after thinking it through, he realized that he would still need to rely on Shangguan Ru to hunt for food, so he reluctantly called out, ”Good girl, come and taste the old man's cooking.”

Old Man Mu was too impatient and his method of cooking was wrong as well, the two quails looked cooked on the surface but the meat was still very much raw on the inside. He ate a mouthful and red blood oozed from his mouth.

Seeing this, Shangguan Ru lost her appetite suddenly and said, ”You can have it all, I can still endure the hunger.”

Old Man Mu was a straightforward person and did not wish to lose his food by being polite, so he happily nodded his head and devoured the two half-cooked roast quails in a few mouthfuls.

”It doesn't taste as good as human flesh.” Old Man Mu laid on his back, his burning hunger not quite satiated so he used his imagination to suppress it.

”You ate humans before?” Shangguan Ru asked in surprise.

”Hehe, I was just lying to you. There are so many delicious foods around in the world, why would I eat human flesh? But in some wild areas, there really are tribes who consume human flesh. They have a lot of ways when it comes to eating them...”

”No, I won't listen, I won't, you better stop talking.” Shangguan Ru hurriedly curbed Old Man Mu's enthusiasm.

”The Supreme King is quite the man. He is the only person whom I respect and fear. How did he give birth to a daughter like you? Frankly speaking, are you...”

Shangguan Ru's facial expression turned cold, ”Am I what?”

”Are you sleepy?” Old Man Mu changed his question in the nick of time. But he was also curious, if the Supreme King was able to poison his own children, perhaps it was because they were not his own blood.

Women. Not even the Supreme King could control his own woman, thank goodness his heart belonged to no one, Old Man Mu sighed ruefully. It was better to snatch from others than to take care of your own women . The more he thought about this, the more reasonable it seemed, therefore his desire to restore his Kung Fu as soon as possible grew more urgent than ever.

The jianghu experience for these two people was vastly different; one was lacking in it and the other did not care much for it. So they continued to keep the fire lighted as they slept.

Old Man Mu knew what to expect, so he had a good dream. Countless beauties surrounded him with all kinds of delicacies in their hands. He ate nonstop but his hunger was never satisfied. In the end, even the beautiful women turned into huge portions of chicken, duck, and fish.

He realized that his hunger was still there when he woke up. White smoke rose up into the hazy night, even the fire next to him had extinguished.

Through the white smoke, he saw a distant woman floating towards him like an illusion. The woman was somewhat similar to the beautiful women he had dreamed of, but instead of the mouthwatering delicacies, in her hands was a sharp sword.

”Hey.” Old Man Mu shouted to the tent. ”Good girl, someone is here to offer us human flesh.”