After dressing up, she is very satisfied with her appearance and dressing now, but she is not in a hurry to go out. Instead, she is resting in the space, preparing to wait for dawn to go out again tomorrow.
The next morning, when it was cloudy, she came out of the space and walked in the mountains, picking herbs and going down the mountain road into the city.
In the early morning, the birds chirp, the leaves rustle, the fresh air permeates the forest, her pace is light, her mouth is humming a tune, suddenly, a glimpse of the woods in a weeds, the mountain pass by, can't help but step slightly.
"This is meat delivered to the door." She murmured, her eyes fixed on the passing pheasants.
The two pheasants seemed to be aware of the danger, ran for a while and stopped, looked around, and scratched the ground with their claws, as if looking for food.
At this time, when Feng Jiu saw that there was no one around, he took out a black net from the space, stepped forward gently, and then threw the net forward to cover the two pheasants.
"Medium!"
She happily went forward and caught one of them. The other was wrapped in a black net and threw it into the medicine basket behind her back. She found some dry branches and fallen leaves nearby. Then she found an open place to deal with the pheasant. She was ready to eat the roasted pheasant in the morning and at noon.
About half an hour or so, the smell of the barbecue opened in the woods. After the roast chicken was cooked, Fengjiu kicked some soil to put out the fire. He took the roast chicken and walked along the mountain road, tearing the roast chicken to eat.
The feeling of eating while walking in the mountain forest is very novel. In addition, she has no destination now, her pace is leisurely and her mood is relaxed. In addition, she has delicious food in her hand. The whole mood is different.
Walking along the path, her hands were covered with chicken oil because of tearing the roasted chicken. It can be said that this image is not very good-looking, but she didn't care. Until, most of the chickens solved nearly half of the problem. After burping, she wrapped up the rest of the chicken, quickened her pace, and searched along the sound of the water to wash the oil stains on her hands.
There is no fish in the water. The mountain water flows from the top to the bottom. There are only a few leaves floating on it. The mountain water is clear and cool. After washing her hands, she washes her face again. She doesn't worry that the face changing technique will fall off. After all, if she wants to remove the face changing technique and show her original appearance, she still needs her potion.
"Hooray! I'm so full. " She sat down on the stone, took off her shoes, put her feet out to soak, but just then, squinting at the birds singing on the branches, she felt the breath of strangers approaching.
"How can you put your feet into the water when you occupy the upper reaches of the water source? But when I filled the water below, I saw a layer of oil on the surface. I think it must be you who did it. "
Hearing the angry voice coming from the area, Feng Jiu shrunk up her feet and took a cloth to wipe the traces of water and put on her boots. While looking back, she saw that the man was a man of about 35 years old. She was dressed in a simple and upright manner, but her eyes were full of anger.
See this, she then apologetically way: "excuse me, I thought this area is nobody, so just ate after washing."
Speaking, my mind automatically came up with a picture, should not this person in the water downstream is installed with her foot wash water to drink? Think of this, the corner of the mouth can not help but draw.
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