Speaking of which, the strange snake king Erdan, who had joined the group halfway, turned his back and smiled strangely. No one cared about it, only the quiet angel girl, secretly noticed the unusual behavior of the snake king Erdan.

After a while, as the butter tea boiled, the aroma began to spread throughout the valley.

Brother Qi also specially carved a stone pot and two stone bowls with steel knives. His wrist strength was amazing and impressive. As for chopsticks, it would be better to solve it. Just stick eighteen small sticks on branches as thick as chopsticks.

The big stone pot, which was built up with all its hands and feet, began to put on the clear water of the snow-capped mountains, and boiled the tender green wild vegetables. The red flames happily licked the four sides of the stone pot. The water soon boiled, emitting white heat.

When a large stone pot of wild vegetables was cooked hot, Brother Qi put grass in his hand, moved the hot pot away, and began to grind the fat, oily pig badger.

This badger is not a small badger weighing a few pounds or a badger, but a fat pig badger weighing more than 30 pounds. Even if n tomb robbers are added, he can't finish a meal.

Moreover, due to the existence of Miss Zhuoma, they did not cut the barbecue into pieces, but instead passed a thick and long branch through the entire body of the pig badger. The two carried it constantly and performed a whole barbecue. Only in this way can the taste be even more delicious. As the saying goes, you don’t worry about being late for a good meal.

After a long period of time, the flames were gathering. After more than two hours of roasting, everyone's stomachs were already overturned and they were about to digest themselves. At this time, the whole pig badger was already roasted.

Everyone filled nine bowls of green wild vegetables, soup and water, took out golden naan bread baked in Tunurnengkeng, and each took out their own small wine pots to prepare for a picnic feast.

This golden round naan bread with a history of more than 2,000 years is well-known in the northwest area and is very delicious. It includes meat naan, oil naan, wow naan, sesame naan, sliced ​​naan, and Hillman naan. They are all fairy-like Zhuoma, usually bake it patiently and on top.

Then, Miss Zhuoma pulled out a sharp hidden knife. This beautiful hidden knife is usually used not only to cut food, but also to slaughter sheep, peel, peel the wooden shells in the tent, etc., which can be said to be extremely sharp.

I saw the extremely delicate girl Zhuoma who looked extremely delicate and put the roasted badger on the clean bluestone with Brother Qi, then skillfully exercised her wrists and cut the fat and fragrant badger meat one by one, just like a fried dough stick.

Before, everyone had washed their hands and held the barbecue with their hands. They were like eating fried dough sticks on the curb when they got up early, and they were all put into their mouths. The food made him feel oily and he was very happy and comfortable.

At the same time, these guys were wearing silver bowls, wild vegetable soup and delicious wild vegetables in the stone bowl, as well as small wild garlic. They ate crispy outside, soft naan bread inside, and drink barley wine. This "modern summer camp" diet style is a super cool and excellent picnic enjoyment, which makes everyone happy.

Erhuhu's snake king Erdan sat on the grass, happily stretching his legs, pulling a roasted pork badger with one hand, and raising it into his mouth with bows left and right, filling his mouth with a full mouth, and almost no room for interaction to stir his tongue.

The guy stretched his neck and finally swallowed a large mouthful of pork badger meat. He drank a sip of barley wine and asked in a vague way: "Miss Zhuomamama, why is this pork badger meat so fragrant?"

The fairy-like girl Zhuoma's face was as bright as the morning glow! She smiled without answering.

Snake King Erdan asked again: "Why are these naan cakes so fragrant?"

Miss Zhuoma picked up a small piece of pork badger meat with the tip of the knife, and gracefully bit it and chewed it, saying, "That was all baked by me in the Tunuer naan pit a few days ago. Eat it slowly, don't worry, there is something else."

The more the fairy-like girl Zhuoma said, don’t worry, the more anxious the snake king Erdan stuffed her mouth, stuffing her like a big cheek rat on the wasteland, her cheeks were bulging, and her speech became more and more stuttering. The whole brain-dead patient was seriously reborn.

Everyone was eating golden round naan bread, green wild vegetables, drinking delicious wild vegetable soup, tearing up the barbecue with fragrant oil, and drinking the powerful barley wine, which was so cool.

The hardships and fears over the past few days have turned into bubbles for a moment, the wind and clouds have dispersed, and disappeared without a trace.

They were eating and drinking, and at the same time, they looked at the cheeks of the young man Erdan with fun. It seemed that there were two rock sheep eggs stuffed there, which were bulging.

This guy was afraid of eating less barbecue, so he chewed and stuffed it in, swallowed it down while staring at the snake's eyes wide and staring at the large chunks of roasted pork and badger meat on the big bluestone.

The snake king Erdan looked satisfied and had a lot of fun eating. The "crockery" on his neck was crooked like a cormorant, and half a barbecue was stuffed into his mouth. He asked in a vague and tranquil way: "Why is this meat, Hehehe Naan so delicious?"

Miss Zhuoma slowly swallowed a mouthful of naan bread and said, "Then eat more, don't choke. My grandfather said that when Tang Monk went to the scriptures and traveled through the desert and Gobi, the dry food he brought was naan bread. It was naan bread to help him complete the journey of the journey of the scriptures full of hardships. We are much better than Monk Tang, and we also have meat to eat, haha."

"Then that's it"! After saying that, the snake king Erdan stopped talking and began to try his best to stuff the strange-scented barbecue into his crooked mouth, which was like a handle. A long and sharp tile knife face suddenly became plump, I wipe it."

Seeing this, the Huadan stared at the mouse's eyes and said jealously: "What a guy, this **, you eat quickly than the golden retriever."

Not to mention Erdan, even Qimig, who looked dying, seemed to have an eagle seeing a chick, and she tried her best to tear it with her mouth and hands, swallowing it down with her big mouth, and she had a hint of vitality in her eyes and looked much more energetic.

After eating this meal, only half of the pig badgers with more than 30 kilograms were left. The wild vegetables were swept away and more than 20 capsules were killed. Everyone was full and drunk, and they felt very tired. They leaned on the grassy valley, closing their eyes to rest.

At this time, Erdan, the snake king with a full personality, tilted his mouth, clenched his pork badger's flesh between his teeth, and while burping like a full man, he turned his head and asked the seventh brother lying beside him: "Old, how far is Shambhala?"

Brother Qi glared at the raw melon egg without saying a word.

The actress who "slept on his head" used her stinky feet that had taken off her shoes and kicked her long gourd head hard and said, "Besides talking nonsense, I don't see that grandpa is not cutting you like a knife and an apple. If you talk less about your mother, hurry up and sleep to nourish your skin."

Erdan was quite obedient and honest this time. He closed the eyes of the poisonous snake and stopped talking. After a while, he snored like thunder. The flower girl quickly fell asleep in the sun. She was still running horses and shooting arrows in her dreams, playing with her close friends on the gums, and was violently romanced.

Just as everyone was stunned, the familiar horror sound that had not heard the sound for a long time and was about to be forgotten in Huilong Temple suddenly sounded mysteriously around. At first, it was hazy, faint, and slowly the sound became louder and louder, getting closer and closer, surrounding everyone in the core. This long-standing horror sound is really lingering!

What kind of trouble will happen in broad daylight? Brother Qi whispered to everyone not to move, close his eyes and watch the changes.
Chapter completed!