Chapter 303: Beihai Beppu, Xiong Xiaoxiao's Obsession

The main hall is the place where rural families receive guests. It is quite spacious. Google search reading

There is also a square fire pit in the middle of the large main hall, which can be used for heating, boiling water, baking clothes, and cooking food.

This thing is useless in Yulong Cave Mansion because the temperature is not low, and there is a small oven that works hard and can be taken and put at any time.

When Xiao Ping'er was a child, her family had this, and the family could sit together in winter.

At that time, her mother could sew and mend, and her father repaired fishing gear and farm tools.

Although there were not many things to eat, at least they would not be cold, which was the most reassuring time in winter.

In the depths of the large main hall is a wooden wall, and through the small door you can enter the inner room, which can also be said to be the living room.

There are beds and tables and chairs here. When there are no guests, the family spends the most time chatting here.

Of course, it also prevents uninvited guests from rushing into the main hall and seeing the daily life of the family at a glance.

The inner room is also not small. There are spinning wheels and looms here, with thread ends and a piece of woven cloth left on them.

The young lady also keenly discovered a set of teapots.

The purple-red soil comes from the Red Spirit Fairy Field. The round and ancient shape is probably made by Gu Ke himself, and it is his early "work".

This thing was not rare in the past, anyway, he would make some when he had nothing to do.

But decades later, items without strong characteristics have been broken and recycled as raw materials.

Nowadays, this kind of early works of Gu Ke are really rare.

For example, Mei Shu and her friends have Gu Ke's earliest set of Qingxin teapots (cups), which are usually treasured and are still intact now.

However, the young lady was fascinated by martial arts secrets at first, and her hands would subconsciously gesture a few times, breaking a lot of tea sets.

Although most of them only broke one or two cups, Mei Shu and her friends would certainly not give her cups that were not a set.

A large number of early Gu Ke's works were eliminated and recycled. Thinking about it now, the young lady suddenly felt that it was a waste - even if they were not used, it would be good to keep them as a souvenir, anyway, they would not take up much space.

Thinking about Xiaoman, she simply made a special warehouse for her toys. The things in it are connected together, which is her...playing history for decades?

This is no less than the sense of accomplishment of taking out a complete set of characters from xx cards decades later in the previous life.

And the "junk" that was thrown away with disdain at that time is actually an important memory of her life.

The good habit of saving has brought rich rewards to Xiao Ping'er.

There is another room behind the inner room, which is the bedroom.

This room is a private place. There is no rule to entertain guests here, so the eldest lady did not enter.

On both sides of the small hut are the main halls with doors on the left and right. One side is the bathroom and laundry room, and the other side is the kitchen, warehouse, and a livestock shed.

The layout of all the rooms is simple and plain, but everything is there.

Compared with other people's residences, this place is more like a small but warm home.

The eldest lady sat in front of the fire pit and watched Xiao Ping'er hang a copper pot on the fire pit with a smile.

The copper pot contains old tea bricks that the border people of the Western Wasteland like very much.

The color of the boiled tea is dark red and black, and it tastes very bitter, with almost no fragrance.

But add milk, sugar, and a little tapioca flour to make a big cup, and it will be a qualified pearl milk tea.

In winter weather, drinking the slightly hot, bitter and sweet milk tea, the whole person feels warm.

For some reason, the eldest lady suddenly envied Xiao Ping'er.

Beihai Beppu looks like the most desolate and simple place, but it is also the place with the strongest atmosphere of life.

She seemed to be able to imagine that Gu Ke and Xiao Ping'er sat by the fire and chatted, one reading a book and the other embroidering.

Or go out, one sails the boat and the other fishes.

Or one farms and the other feeds livestock outside the house.

If it were me... uh, it seems that I can't do it, so I can only let someone do it, and she will be responsible for watching.

Forcing it is not helping, but making trouble.

After sitting for a while, the eldest lady was half-pushed and half-pushed by Xiaoman.

As soon as they went out, the two of them lifted the fishing net and quickly slipped onto the small fishing boat.

After inserting it into the boom extending from the stern, the small fishing boat was wrapped in blood and light and swooshed away.

The people who were still in the house looked as if they had expected it.

Working for a living is indeed not fun, but working for fun is always fun.

Just like Gu Ke and Xiaoman didn't mind whether the fishing net was damaged or rotten after being exposed to moisture many times.

The eldest lady and Xiaoman didn't worry about going hungry if they couldn't catch any fish.

Bai Suqing was very accustomed to Beihai Beppu, and felt that it was quite similar to the original Yulong Valley, simple and comfortable, and most suitable for rest.

So he lazily occupied the most accustomed rocking chair, holding a large cup of pearl milk tea and sipping it, and occasionally taking a bite of the slightly salty thousand-layer shortbread.

Flipping through a vernacular novel "Two or Three Things About Shennong and My Grandmother" in his hand, he felt too comfortable.

This vernacular novel is considered a wild history, but it mainly tells the story of a girl from a farming family who, after encountering a natural disaster, accidentally began to do chivalry.

In the end, she met Shennong, and because of her chivalrous spirit, she was moved by Shennong, who personally taught her a top-grade martial arts, and successfully promoted her to the third round of strongmen.

Therefore, the role of Shennong in it is positioned as an out-and-out grandfather.

This is just like Xiao Yan will not fall in love with the grandfather of the ring, there is no such setting.

Of course, Xianshan never cares about this kind of folk stories, unless they promote blood sacrifices and the like.

After all, in Dawu, those who like to eat humans are all monsters.

To describe Xianshan as a being that likes to eat human flesh and blood is definitely a crime.

And as the news of the four great ancestors' incarnation in the wonderland spread, this kind of "hot-blooded training flow" storybook novel is particularly popular in Dawu now.

A big reason is that the people of Dawu are reluctant to "leave" the four great ancestors.

Perhaps most people don't know what they think in their hearts, but it doesn't prevent them from liking to read this kind of storybook novel.

Whenever the storyteller talks about the appearance of the ancestors and the plot of brushing their heads and teaching martial arts, that must be the moment when the audience's attention is most focused.

The four great fairy ladies also appear quite a lot, but they are not as popular as the four great ancestors - in fact, the women no longer use their original role cards to appear in public.

Most of the time, they will use other role cards to move around in Dawu, much more frequently than before, but no one can recognize them anymore.

Gu Ke was lazy, so he found a copy of "Qing's Immortal Road" and put it on his face, and took a nap to relax.

This story is about a general who was attacked by monsters. When he was in danger, Lord Qing came from the west with a sword and killed all the monsters.

The general who escaped with his life had a great enlightenment and vowed to become a martial saint who protects the common people.

With the precious medicine and martial arts left by Lord Qing, he succeeded and became a martial master, and was working hard towards becoming a martial saint.

From this content, Gu Ke guessed that it was "adapted" from the original Qianquan City garrison commander.

The garrison commander was called Wei Zhongde, and he is now indeed an eighth-turn martial master.

Unfortunately, with this person's personality and the strong sense of heaven and earth on his body, he has to rely on heaven's will to be promoted to a martial saint - it must be something like three heavenly changes to greatly reduce the promotion requirements.

So this story may be written by him himself, to show his loyalty to the fairy mountain, and to try to take a small backdoor on the road to promotion.

It may also be that Li Chengfeng, the Lord of the East Sea, came up with it to test the attitude of Xianshan.

Li Chengfeng is more than one level higher than Wei Zhongde in everything, and he has the chance to be promoted to Martial Saint, but it is not very high.

But Gu Ke is not interested in the truth.

In fact, he rarely pays attention to the situation of a certain person now, including the most glorious Su Yulou.

As long as he keeps the overall situation unchanged, more Martial Saints will appear in this world sooner or later, and more powerful countries like Beimo may also appear.

The third round of strong men are just data to him, and he only needs to know how much "holding" is.

Under his deliberate letting go, Dawu is changing faster and faster.

It can only be said that if people always think about relying on external forces, their own subjective initiative will be greatly affected.

With Xianshan, many people in Dawu cannot make a name for themselves.

Gu Ke has never thought of turning Dawu into his own "land god kingdom". It is time-consuming and laborious, and there is no benefit. He has to intrigue with a bunch of ambitious people every day.

Without external pressure, people like to fight among themselves. People are such strange animals.

The silence of the hut lasted for about two hours, and was finally broken by the return of the eldest lady and Xiaoman.

Relying on their strong strength, the two turned the small fishing boat into a "bloody speedboat", turned the fishing net into a trawl, and rushed around on the sea without falling apart, and caught a lot of fish by the way.

Looking at those unlucky fish that met the "blind cat", everyone was quite speechless.

Xiao Ping'er stepped forward and threw some fish that were not suitable for consumption back into the sea.

Gu Ke pulled off the kelp hanging on the boat and threw it on the bamboo pole on the dam to dry.

Other crabs, prawns, octopuses, starfish, shells, and oysters that inexplicably fell into the net were also taken down and kept for tonight's seafood feast.

Everyone worked together and soon set up a table and grill outside.

In the cold sea breeze, the poor octopus and oysters struggled, but they could not withstand the charcoal fire below, and they became chewy from being soft.

The shrimps and crabs turned orange, embellishing their last dinner.

The garlic chili sauce became the "monument" of seafood, leaving everyone to "sacrifice" their stomachs.

The fish and vegetables rolled in the seasoning soup, exuding a rich fishy aroma.

Gu Ke raised the coconut juice: "Congratulations to our family's new martial arts realm strongest!"

Everyone also raised their glasses, with different milk tea and juice: "Congratulations to Xiao Ping'er!"

...

There is no time in the cave, only the spring and autumn, and time flows quietly.

Xiong Xiaoxiao crossed her two swords and killed them, twisting the two fleeing blood ghosts into dozens of pieces.

Inserting the two swords into the crossed scabbards behind her, she raised her hand and caught all the corpses of the blood ghosts in front of her.

Two blood-red ghost crystals flew out and were stuffed into the purple bamboo tube on her waist by her.

She looked at the two piles of bloody bodies, and then looked behind her. After a moment's hesitation, she still couldn't bear to throw them away.

She took out a net bag to put them in, grabbed the closing rope, turned around and flew back.

An hour later, her figure suddenly slowed down and fell.

She straightened the gauze hat on her head, tidied up her slightly messy clothes, and bowed to the Shennong Forest in front of her with both hands.

Then she exerted force on her feet and walked in slowly.

There were also people returning around, all with similar actions as her. Some even put down their harvests, sat cross-legged and prayed, and then continued to move towards the Shennong Forest.

Dragging a large net bag of bloody corpses, Xiong Xiaoxiao was greeted enthusiastically by many people: "Girl, are you going to sell this corpse of the monster?"

"I have all kinds of precious medicines here, how about exchanging this bag of corpses in your hand?"

"Girl, come and take a look at this shuttle. In the future, you can throw the shuttle back after killing the monster."

Xiong Xiaoxiao turned a deaf ear to the greetings of these people and walked around to a stone platform.

On the stone platform was a bamboo building of typical southwest style, with people coming in and out from time to time.

A middle-aged woman came out and waved with a smile when she saw her: "Hey, the Xiong family's sister is back. Wow, you are so skilled. You hunted a blood ghost today, which is a great thing."

Xiong Xiaoxiao then took off her gauze hat and hung it behind her, showing a bright smile to the middle-aged woman: "Auntie, have my little cubs come back?"

The middle-aged woman Sangu nodded when she heard it: "They are not as good as you. They came back in the afternoon. Everything is fine."

Xiong Xiaoxiao hummed, indicating that she knew, and walked into the door of the bamboo building.

A busy young man at the counter saw it, his hands and feet kept moving, just showing a smile, and shouted: "The little aunt is back, two blood ghosts, those who bet on the wrong ones, come and check out."

Xiong Xiaoxiao glared at him unhappily, but was too lazy to scold him.

The younger generation of the Xiong family is much more naive than her, but not as exaggerated as her elder sister.

Betting on her harvest is a little game between them.

But she set a rule in advance that they can only bet one precious medicine at most every day, and they won’t lose much if they lose.

No bet? That’s impossible.

If they encounter monsters outside, it must be a life-and-death struggle, and the mental pressure is not small.

Whether it is this little bet or eating and drinking, it is an important means for them to relieve stress.

It can be restrained, but it is not advisable to prohibit it.

With this sound, crackling footsteps sounded, and seven or eight young men and women came down from the bamboo building and greeted each other.

There was also a round-faced girl who brought a big bowl of hot tea: "Little aunt, you have worked hard, drink some tea first, and then we will have dinner."

Xiong Xiaoxiao drank the hot tea in one gulp, not caring that the tea leaves she had just put down had not yet been soaked.

The round-faced girl had expected it, and took the thermos with a rattan shell and ceramic liner to fill the tea bowl.

On the other side, several young men opened the net bag and kept muttering: "Two blood ghosts. It's a waste for my martial arts in the North Desert. Can't we roast the monster king meat in the south?"

Another person immediately refuted the loophole: "My little aunt went to the south, and you still have nothing to eat."

Xiong Xiaoxiao's mind drifted to an unknown place, and she didn't care whether she killed a blood ghost or a monster king.

These years, she left Yulong Fudi and traveled all over the country, training and exploring everywhere.

She encountered many dangers, but she escaped unscathed with her strength... and the handful of treasure pills and weapons given by her elder sister Xiaoman.

But this is quite different from what she thought at the beginning.

At the beginning, she secretly made up her mind to really beat her elder sister Hutun.

As a result, every time the sisters met, Xiaoman would use the excuse of pointing out the problem to spank her.

So the debt has been increasing, never decreasing.