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Time passed quickly, and it was eight days in a blink of an eye.
The sea of ??spiritual consciousness is seriously injured and cannot be mobilized, and there is no way to look inside.
Yuan Tai can feel it, but it is very weak, and as long as he mobilizes his true energy a little, he will feel like he is about to shatter.
Infuriating and unable to mobilize his spirit, the only thing Song Yifei can do is to eat.
By eating to replenish the deficient qi and blood, as long as the body is well maintained, it can also have some self-protection power.
If the physical body close to the realm of Martial Saint can be fully restored, the ordinary grandmaster Xiaocheng is not his opponent.
Of course, relying on An An's family's farm food, which is hard to see even meat, cannot restore him to the master level.
Song Yifei had a lot of valuable things on him, but if he took them out now, it would be tantamount to courting death
The early skylark sang high in the half-dark sky, and in the distant sky, the last morning star was staring at the earth like a lonely eye.
A soft mist rises from the forest, and the mountains are covered with a layer of soft milky white. The white mist renders everything hazy and psychedelic.
Song Yifei sat up from the thatch-covered bed, tore off the grass stalks stuck into his clothes, put on a cover full of pudding, and walked out of the house, arranging his clothes while walking.
Wow!
In the empty yard, An An was stepping on her feet, carrying a small wooden bucket with difficulty, and pouring water into the water tank.
Hearing the sound of footsteps, she turned her head and looked over, saw that it was Song Yifei, she grinned and said:
"Uncle, why did you get up so early?"
"Activate, recover faster! Are your parents going to work in the fields again?"
"Well! They just left!"
An An put down the barrel, wiped the sweat from her temples, and said with a smile.
"oh!"
Song Yifei nodded, without asking any more questions, turned around and walked to the kitchen.
After tidying up the water carrying things, An An unconsciously chewed her mouth and walked towards the kitchen.
The kitchen was made of stone, and it was sooty everywhere inside, full of the smell of smoke and fire. At this time, Song Yifei was lifting the lid of the pot, and took out the meals that An An's parents had prepared in advance.
A plate of fried wild leeks with bacon, the bacon is translucent, mixed with slightly browned dried red peppers, mixed with fresh wild leeks, the combination of red, yellow and green, presents an excellent taste.
A plate of pickles made with unknown wild vegetables, a plate of peanuts, a plate of fried beans with dried vegetables, and two hard-boiled eggs.
Plus a large bowl of multigrain rice as the staple food.
Some time ago, Song Yifei didn't even have the desire to hold chopsticks for these dishes. He is delicious in itself, not to mention delicacies, at least every meal is delicious, and the most important thing is that there must be enough meat.
The food on the table seems to have a little bit of color and fragrance. But Song Yifei, who had been eating for eight consecutive days, knew that there was something wrong with these meals.
Let's talk about the bacon first, it looks good, but Song Yifei was almost salted to death the first time he ate it, it was more like a block of salt than meat.
Wild leek also sounds good, but only those who have actually eaten it will understand why it has the word wild. Leaving aside the taste, anyway, after Song Yifei ate it for two days, his farts all smelled like chives.
Multigrain rice was only made in five-star hotels in the previous life. But in this world, only the bottom poor will eat.
?With Song Yifei's physique, his throat would feel uncomfortable even after eating, let alone ordinary people.
Probably due to the proximity to the Jinlong River, sand grains can often be eaten in the dishes, which greatly damages the taste.
If he hadn't been forced to do so, he would never have eaten these things.
However, these things that are discarded to him have a fatal temptation to An An.
An An took out her own miscellaneous grains and rice and put it on the blackened stove, then turned around and poured half a bowl of pickles from the pickle jar at the corner of the chopping board into the rice bowl, and then looked at it calmly. Song Yifei, who was ready to eat, then wriggled his mouth and walked outside with his rice bowl.
"Come and eat together!"
Song Yifei stopped amusedly, An An who was struggling to walk out the door.
"This is not good! My mother won't let me eat uncle's food!" An An said shyly, scratching her messy hair.
"It's okay! I"can fully recover. It must be nourished by the best elixir.
The person shouting outside was Yang Dalin, a merchant in the village, who was in charge of helping the villagers to buy things in nearby towns.
Yesterday, Song Yifei followed Yang Goudan to greet each other, and went to the nearest town on the way.
"Say, have you already? Oh!"
An An lowered her head, brushed Song Yifei's clothes corner with her small hand, and then let go of it little by little.
"Uncle, wait for me!"
As if thinking of something, An An turned around and ran into the house in a hurry. Because she ran too fast and her legs and feet were inconvenient, she fell down.
Not long after, he ran over with a wooden dagger, and put it in Song Yifei's hand with some reluctance.
"Daddy said there are a lot of bad guys outside the village, take this to defend yourself!"
"Thanks!"
Looking at the rough wooden dagger in his hand, Song Yifei was inexplicably moved.
He hesitated for a moment, and took out a stone wrapped in coarse cloth from his arms.
"It's impolite to come and not to reciprocate! Since you gave the uncle something, then the uncle will return the same thing to you, but you have to promise me one thing."
Song Yifei handed the cloth bag in front of him, and said somewhat mysteriously.
"What's the matter?" An An didn't look at the cloth bag, but stared at Song Yifei's face, and asked curiously.
"Never open it."
"Ah! Why?"
"Because this is a lucky stone, it won't work if you open it."
"Really?"
"real!"
"Well!"
An An nodded vigorously, then took the cloth bag and carefully put it in her arms.
He didn't know if it was an illusion. When the unknown rock was placed in his arms, it seemed that a breath was continuously drilling into his body.
"Then, the two of us will have a date later!"
Song Yifei opened the wooden door and waved to An An who was standing at the door one last time.
"Uncle, can you bring that sister with you when you come next time?"
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