Chapter 1809 1 Raincoat Rainfall

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This is a new life star, called Xunxian Star. Because life stars were formed later and were limited by the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, the entire star left behind only the legend of immortals in ancient times.

There is no more immortal god.

Countless descendants in the stars searched for the immortal road and the road to longevity, but they could not find it after all, and died of old age.

Later generations renamed the nameless star Xunxian Star.

The vast road to longevity, where immortals are sought everywhere.

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The mountain road after the rain was a little muddy.

The loess became extremely wet and sticky under the infiltration of rain, sticking to the soles of the feet, making the newly changed shoes dirty.

There were green leaves hanging on the mountain roads on both sides, with insects gnawing on the leaves and raindrops condensing.

Hula...

The raincoat brushed over the leaves, and the leaves shook suddenly.

Crystal clear water droplets fell from several leaves.

The little bugs were also scared and hugged the leaves tightly.

Bu Fang carried a hoe and slowly climbed up the mountain step by step.

In Xunxian Star, the mountains are all in remote areas.

The ground is very slippery, and the wet soil always gives people a sense of emptiness, as if one will slide down the mountain if he is not careful.

Xiaobai's iron sheet flew, and there was no light in the mechanical eyes, quietly following Bu Fang.

With one step, the iron foot sank deeply into the ground, and pulled up, and the yellow soil flew.

"Walk slowly."

Bu Fang glanced at the somewhat slow Xiaobai, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

After walking for a while, Bu Fang was a little out of breath.

Now he is no different from a mortal, even the flesh body seems to have returned to the mortal.

The mountain is very high, the sun has set, and Bu Fang doesn't want to delay any more time.

Xiaobai used his hands and feet and climbed up quickly.

There are beasts and fierce birds in the deep mountains.

However, although Bu Fang has returned to the mortal world, his pressure has not disappeared, and the beasts and fierce birds dare not approach him.

Hualalalalal...

The mountain stream was flowing, and Bu Fang could smell the water vapor from a long distance away.

Bring Xiaobai here.

The water in the mountain stream was extremely clear, and it was clear water after the rain, which was even sweeter.

Bu Fang took out a pottery jar and filled it with water.

He shook it, and the water was very clear, without any mud sediment.

Bu Fang was very satisfied and continued to go up. He was going to find ingredients for dinner tonight.

The trees were full of mushrooms, some of which were poisonous. Bu Fang selected the mushrooms that grew well and were non-toxic and threw them into the backpack behind him.

Continue to climb up the mountain.

Finally, he and Xiaobai came to a bamboo forest.

The pillars in the bamboo forest were towering into the sky, and the leaves rustled in the rustling sound.

The ground was covered with bamboo leaves, some of which were rotten, and it had just rained, so the rotten smell was very strong.

Xiaobai did not move and sat aside.

Bu Fang was used to it, holding a hoe, and stepped into the bamboo forest.

He searched in the bamboo forest slowly and soon found a place where spring bamboo shoots emerged, and dug them with a hoe.

He dug the spring bamboo shoots out of the ground.

After removing the sleepy soil, Bu Fang patted it and threw the spring bamboo shoots into the basket.

Of course, he was not satisfied with this, and continued to look for spring bamboo shoots.

The spring bamboo shoots after the rain at this time of year are the best time for bamboo shoots, and the delicious food cooked is the most tempting.

He found several bamboo shoots in a row.

Bu Fang was a little out of breath, leaning on the bamboo, took out a kettle, and took a sip of water.

The sweet water flowed into his body along his throat, making his tired body seem to be much more comfortable.

It was getting dark.

Bu Fang did not continue to search.

He took Xiaobai down the mountain.

The food in the mountains is actually very rich and colorful.

Humming a ballad, Bu Fang took Xiaobai down the mountain.

The way up the mountain is difficult, but the way down the mountain is easy.

Bu Fang's ballad was very awkward and deliberate.

Perhaps Bu Fang felt that

it would be weird if he didn't sing a song on such a lonely road.

Back to the house.

The sky had become dark.

Xiao Ba ran around the house, clucking.

Bu Fang rubbed the little guy's head, then carried the ingredients and entered the room.

Xiao Bai sat quietly on the side, his mechanical eyes did not flicker.

Xiao Ba ran over and seemed to communicate with Xiao Bai for a while, then felt that the iron sheet was a bit boring, and ran away again.

Bu Fang walked out of the house again and built a simple stove in the yard.

He burned the firewood that he had chopped yesterday, and the smoke rose slowly in the hazy night.

Xiao Ba ran over, squatted beside Bu Fang, and stared at the fire in a daze.

It was not a divine fire, nor was it a fire that could destroy the world with a single thought.

This is the ordinary fire that rises from simple firewood.

But in this fire, Xiao Ba felt a throbbing, which was born in the soul.

Bu Fang didn't care.

He licked the firewood. The temperature dropped sharply at night in the mountains, and he felt a little cold.

Only when cooking, feeling the temperature brought by the firelight, will it feel warm.

Xiao Bai sat in the distance, and looked a little cute under the reflection of the firelight.

Bu Fang shook his head.

He roasted the fire for a while.

Then he took out the spring bamboo shoots picked from the mountain.

The bamboo shoots are irregular inverted cones. Peel off the outer skin layer by layer, just like peeling off the clothes of the ingredients.

The tender white bamboo shoots are in front of you.

After washing again, Bu Fang cut the bamboo shoots into small pieces.

Heat the pot, boil the water, add the ingredients, and stir-fry.

After a while.

The bamboo shoots have become a dish with a fragrant aroma.

In addition to the bamboo shoots, Bu Fang also made a bowl of mushroom soup.

The slightly sticky mushroom soup, with shredded radish, presents a bright red color.

Open the steamer.

The hot air surges up.

Bu Fang made a bowl of rice.

Move the bamboo table and bamboo chair and sit down.

There is a dish, a bowl of soup, and a portion of rice on the table.

Simple and plain.

Xiao Ba called out and ran away happily.

Xiao Bai did not need to eat and was in a daze in the distance.

Bu Fang raised the corner of his mouth lightly.

Leaning on the bamboo chair, the chair made a creaking sound.

Around the house, the sound of insects chirping and leaves rustling was endless.

Although it was noisy, it didn't make people feel upset.

This quiet feeling made Bu Fang very comfortable.

In the sky, because it had rained, the stars were shining, and the stars were blinking.

Sitting under the starry sky, eating a comfortable meal, this kind of life, Bu Fang couldn't imagine it before.

The chopsticks fell and picked up a piece of spring bamboo shoots.

The spring bamboo shoots were white and tender, and they were crispy when they entered the mouth and bit down, and the sweet taste spread in the mouth.

Bu Fang narrowed his eyes and raised the corners of his mouth.

Although it was just a simple spring bamboo shoot, the taste penetrated into Bu Fang's heart. It was a dish different from the previous cooking skills.

Now he may not have a cultivation that can reach the world, but his state of mind is becoming more and more stable.

He even felt that it was good to live like this.

Sweep away the dust, and experience the world quietly.

The true meaning can be seen in the ordinary.

The bamboo stick and straw sandals are lighter than horses, which is comfortable and free and easy.

A raincoat is calm in the rain.

Perhaps this is Bu Fang's mentality at the moment.

A few years ago, Bu Fang used his own cultivation, the will of the God of Cooking left in Xiaobai's body, and the pseudo-God of Cooking dishes.

He sealed the soul god who was born and suppressed the soul god for a thousand years.

This is the extreme that Bu Fang can do. He is not the God of Cooking. He is just a little chef who keeps running on the road to becoming the God of Cooking.

He sacrificed his own cultivation and has paid everything.

However, in fact, many people don't understand.

Why did Bu Fang do this.

The soul god is born, such as the top powerhouses in the prehistoric world, can actually survive. They just need to leave the universe and hide in the nothingness in the universe. The nothingness is endless, and even the soul god can't do anything to them.

Because the soul god can't spend countless time looking for them in the nothingness where there is no edge at all.

Many immortals and gods have made this preparation.

If the soul god is in trouble, he will escape into nothingness.

Bu Fang can do the same.

Even though the soul god hates Bu Fang very much, he still makes this choice.

However, the final result is that Bu Fang chooses to seal the soul god.

Falling into the mortal world, becoming a mortal.

He originally jumped out of the reincarnation, but re-entered the reincarnation.

Birth, aging, sickness and death, the seasons change.

He gave up everything magnificent and chose an ordinary mortal life.

Perhaps, he just wanted to settle his impetuous heart.

The system now dissipated with Xiaobai's burst of the will of the kitchen god.

Bu Fang is really just a mortal now.

The sea of ​​spirit and the consciousness entity separated from the body and chose to suppress the soul god.

Now he can't use his mental power. Except that his body is stronger than that of mortals and immune to all diseases, there is no difference.

He will get tired, he will sweat, and he also has the seven emotions and six desires of mortals.

Bu Fang doesn't know how Xiaoba, this little guy, appeared.

Because he couldn't open the Tianyuan World, he didn't know what happened to Tianyuan World.

Of course, Tianyuan World would not be destroyed.

Because after Bu Fang released his cultivation, he sent Tianyuan World into the universe void.

Today's Tianyuan World should have been transformed into a life star again.

It is even more terrifying than ordinary life stars.

A world comparable to the chaotic universe.

However, Bu Fang still couldn't understand why Xiao Ba appeared?

He couldn't figure it out, so Bu Fang didn't think about it anymore. This little guy appeared here, and Bu Fang wouldn't have any treasures for him to eat.

Xiao Ba can only eat ordinary rice.

Speaking of rice...

Bu Fang returned to the house and opened the rice jar. The rice inside was already empty.

"There is no rice again. This little thing has a really big appetite."

Bu Fang shook his head.

He cleaned up the dishes on the table.

He went back to the house and went to sleep.

Now, in addition to eating, Bu Fang's biggest hobby is sleeping.

The next day.

Bu Fang left the house wearing a straw raincoat and a bamboo hat.

He did not bring Xiaobai with him.

He came to a pond in the mountains alone.

He sat quietly for the whole morning.

In the basket, there were a few more fat fish jumping around.

Carrying the basket, Bu Fang walked down the mountain in a carefree and unrestrained manner.

Soon.

He came to the village at the foot of the mountain.

This village was also remote.

When Bu Fang arrived, many people greeted him. Over the years, Bu Fang became familiar with the people in the village.

Everyone in the village also knew that there was a strange man on the mountain.

At first everyone in the village thought Bu Fang was an immortal.

However, when Bu Fang carried a few fat fish down the mountain in exchange for rice, the villagers knew that Bu Fang was a grain-eating mortal like them.

After going back and forth, they all became familiar with each other.

"Aunt Zhang, do you have any rice left? I'll trade the fish that just came out of the water for some with you?"

Bu Fang said to the peasant woman carrying a hoe in the distance.

The peasant woman looked at the fish in Bu Fang's bamboo basket and swallowed her saliva. She also wanted to change it. It was not easy to eat fish in the mountains.

but……

"Bu Wazi, no, the officers and soldiers entered the village today. A lot of rice in the village was gathered by the village chief and given to the officers and soldiers."

Aunt Zhang said with some regret.

"If you want rice, can I bring it to you in the city some other time?"

Bu Fang was startled, there was no rice left.

"Aunt Zhang, you are busy, I will continue to ask..."

Bu Fang didn't care either.

He could always get rice instead, and even if he couldn't get it, he wasn't in a hurry.

The mentality should be peaceful and calm.

far away.

There was the sound of cooking and the aroma wafted.

Bu Fang raised his eyebrows slightly.

"The officers and soldiers are eating over there. Bu Wazi, if you are really hungry, go over and tell the village and ask the village chief to make room for you."

Aunt Zhang said.

"My son is going to the city with the officers and soldiers to work as an official. Bu, do you want to go?"

Rural people just know how to chat.

Bu Fang replied a few words.

Just walk towards the distance.

suddenly.

Bu Fang was stunned.

A large open space in the village.

The banquet tables were filled with banquet tables, and officials were drinking and mingling among each other.

Bu Fang was carrying the bamboo basket and frowning slightly.

His eyes passed through the many officials who were full of food and looked towards the distance.

there……

A figure with his head shrouded in fog stood there.

Although I can't see the face clearly.

But Bu Fang could tell... the other party was smiling at him.

"Master Bird?"