Volume 4: Beginning of Spring Chapter 6 Taste

I was watching the video and eating at the same time, and before I knew it, my stomach was half full.

"How do people celebrate the New Year in the mountains?" Jiang You asked.

"We'll have dinner together, but we don't have to go."

"Those little animals that breathe spiritual energy every day, spiritual flowers and spiritual herbs, should be delicious if they are made into dishes, right?"

“It tastes terrible.”

"No way? I was hoping that when you return to the mountains, you would send me some free-range chickens and ducks from time to time."

"There is a strange fishy smell." Tang Butian recalled the meal on the mountain. She frowned, shook her head, and scooped up half a bowl of eight-treasure sweet rice with a spoon.

"I guess it wasn't processed well. Maybe that smell is the smell of spiritual energy. Also, everyone in your mountain is thinking about cultivation and has big goals. Probably no one wants to waste time on cooking."

Tang Butian thought for a moment and said, "It's possible."

The Spring Festival Gala has begun.

Jiang You clicked on the live video.

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At the side door of Wenfeng Park, a black shadow emerged from the crack in the middle of the door, spread across the door, and gradually turned into a human figure. Then the black shadow twisted, jumped from the door to the ground, and disappeared underground.

It crawled forward quickly.

When it was about to approach Cultural Street, its body twitched as if it had been electrocuted, and then it retreated at an even faster speed and escaped into the distance.

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In the insect house, Jiang You and two other people sat in a row watching the Spring Festival Gala. The atmosphere was very harmonious.

Jiang Mo suddenly jumped off the chair.

Tang Butian turned her head and saw a flash of red in his eyes.

Then Jiang Mo stomped his feet and looked very angry.

"Just run away," Jiang You reached out, grabbed Jiang Mo's collar and pulled him back to the chair.

"What's wrong?" Tang Butian asked.

"Maybe something passed by," Jiang You looked at Jiang Mo and asked, "right?"

Jiang Mo looked at the iPad. Five or six people were performing a skit on the screen.

"Would you like some milk?" Jiang You asked.

Jiang Mo blinked.

Jiang You touched his hair, stood up, walked into the kitchen, and a few minutes later took a cup of hot milk and placed it next to Jiang Mo's hand.

The milk in the cup slowly dropped.

Jiang You yawned and laid on the table. "I'm so sleepy. Listen outside. It's too quiet. Fireworks and firecrackers are banned in Tangjiang City. There's no festive atmosphere."

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Guan Nuo stood on the side of the road.

Zhu Wen, Su Wangshu and Wu Yulan surrounded him.

He took out three copper coins and threw them into the air, and the coins stopped in mid-air.

He reached out and took the copper coin back into his hand. He looked at the dead end in front of him and said, "It's just ahead."

"According to what Xiao Nuo said, the black cat can create illusions. We should not give it a chance and lure it out directly," Su Wangshu began to assign tasks. "Zhu Wen, you lead the way."

Zhu Wen nodded and ran forward. When he reached the end of the road, he drew out his knife, held the handle with both hands, and stabbed it into the ground.

The ground cracked.

Shake

They fell into darkness.

"Uncle Zhu, Uncle Su..." Guan Nuo stood up, turned around on the spot, and then he saw the black cat again.

Golden eyes.

There was a golden light on its claws, which cut through the darkness and ran towards him.

He took a step back and was about to run away when he noticed that the black cat's speed and movements had stagnated.

The light around seemed to be brighter.

He saw Wu Yulan standing not far away, flicking her fingers in the air. As she moved, the black cat's movements became slower and slower.

Su Wangshu and Zhu Wen looked at each other.

Zhu Wen swung his knife at the black cat, who barely dodged. At this time, Su Wangshu pulled out the silver gun on his waist. A huge red flame engulfed the black cat.

Golden eyes melted in flames.

Some ash fell down.

"Xiao Nuo, let's go." Zhu Wen's voice sounded in his ears.

"Okay." He followed them, dodging the falling rocks, and ran outside.

"What should we do with this small world? Its structure is still very stable." Wu Yulan asked while running.

"Mark it first." Su Wangshu replied.

"Let's destroy it completely?" Zhu Wen suggested.

"They are studying the small world up there," Wu Yulan glanced at Guan Nuo and said, "It's just ahead. Let's rush out!"

They rushed out.

After returning to the car, Zhu Wen drove, Su Wangshu sat in the passenger seat, and Guan Nuo and Wu Yulan sat in the back seat.

start up.

"The people on the mountain are getting weaker and weaker. They can be injured to this extent. I heard that she is still the best of this generation." Zhu Wen said.

"I thought it was very dangerous." Wu Yulan agreed.

"Mr. Zhuang thinks highly of her," said Su Wangshu.

Guan Nuo turned his head and watched the dead-end road getting farther and farther away from him. The light of the street lamp passed by the window. In the light and shadow, he saw a hand, tightly grasping a wooden sword, and blood was flowing from the back of the white hand.

He blinked.

The hand disappeared.

Wu Yulan turned to look at Guan Nuo and asked, "What's wrong? Are you scared?"

"No, it's just that I feel useless."

"As you experience more, you will know what to do. We didn't know anything at the beginning, and Lao Zhuang led us step by step."

"Um."

A black human-shaped shadow squirmed and merged into the end of the road.

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"The Spring Festival Gala on Tangjiang TV is still better, right? It's more relaxed." Jiang You brought out two plates of dumplings.

Tang Butian poked a dumpling with chopsticks and took a bite.

"Do you want a Coke?" Jiang You asked.

"want."

So Jiang You took out two more cans of Coke.

"Yang Xuan can make dumplings. When she comes to Tangjiang, let her make some for us. The frozen ones just don't taste good." Jiang You said as he slurped three dumplings into his stomach.

“Will that variety show be popular?”

"How would I know?" Jiang You unbuttoned the ring and took a sip of Coke. "She is someone who can live a good life. She will be fine no matter what."

The clock struck midnight.

Jiang You put down the Coke can and said, "Follow me."

After saying that, he stood up.

Tang Butian swallowed the dumpling in his mouth.

She followed Jiang You out of the store.

There is no moon.

It's very windy.

The leaves rubbed against each other in the wind, and the seedlings in the flower bed were blown to one side.

Jiang You grabbed her wrist.

Suddenly, the scenery in the yard changed.