Hong Qigong saw that Chen Xuan was outspoken even in crying and yelling, so he stopped asking about the Five Ugly Tibetans and just said:
"We won't talk about this for now. Let's finish eating first."
After that, he dug in the snow and found some dead wood and broken branches to make a fire.
Chen Xuan helped him pick up some firewood and looked very honest.
Seeing that he didn't speak, Hong Qigong seemed a little strange, so he asked with a smile.
"Boy, it's snowing heavily on the top of Huashan Mountain. Why don't you ask me what I plan to eat later?"
Chen Xuan had known his plan for a long time, but now that he saw him asking, he had no choice but to ask.
"Old senior, what are you planning to cook?"
Hong Qigong said proudly, "Are you afraid of eating centipedes?"
"Centipede?" Chen Xuan pretended to be surprised.
Hong Qigong was very proud, "I worked so hard to chase the Tibetan Border Five Chou from Lingnan to Huashan. If I don't find some rare game to eat, how can I be worthy of it?"
As he spoke, he patted his belly, looking very kind.
He has strong bones all over his body, but his big belly is fat, which makes him a bit cumbersome. He must be a big gourmet.
Hong Qigong was obviously very proud of eating centipedes and said to himself.
"The top of Huashan Mountain is close to the end of the sky. It is the coldest place in the world, and the centipedes produced are the fattest and tenderest. The weather in Guangdong is hot and everything grows quickly, so the centipede meat is rough."
After that, Hong Qigong gathered four stones around the fire and built a small stove. He took a small iron pot from his back and placed it on the stone. He grabbed two balls of snow and put them in the pot, and then said.
"Boy, come with me to get the centipede!" As he spoke, he jumped up and in a few ups and downs, he had already jumped to the top of the two-foot-high cliff.
The top of Huashan Mountain is inherently dangerous.
Now that it was dark and snowy again, Chen Xuan didn't want to take the risk with Hong Qigong at first, but he was worried that Hong Qigong wouldn't like it, so he could only follow Hong Qigong closely.
The two of them leaped through the mountains and forests one after the other. In less than a cup of tea, the two of them had climbed to the top of an untouched mountain.
Hong Qigong saw that he had such courage and liked him very much.
In addition, with his knowledge, he couldn't figure out the origin of Chen Xuan's martial arts. He wanted to ask a few more questions, but he thought about the food, so he walked to a big rock and dug out a piece of it from the soil with his hands.
Here comes the dead cock.
Although Chen Xuan had long known that Hong Qigong wanted to eat this strange delicacy at the top of Huashan Mountain, he still couldn't help but ask when he saw a rooster buried on the top of the mountain.
"Hey, old man, when did you bury a big rooster here?"
The reason why he was curious was because Huashan Mountain was extremely dangerous and inaccessible. If he wanted to bring a rooster up the mountain, he would have to start preparations at least from the village at the foot of the mountain.
Come to think of it, Hong Qigong is truly the greatest gourmand in the world. While hunting down the five ugly men in Tibet, he never forgets the delicious food.
Hong Qigong smiled slightly and raised the rooster.
Under the snow light, the rooster's body was actually covered with hundreds of seven or eight inch long centipedes, red and black, with colorful patterns, and they were all squirming alive.
When people see it, they can't help but be frightened.
Hong Qigong was very proud of this and said.
"Centipedes and chickens are naturally incompatible. I buried a rooster here yesterday, and sure enough, it attracted all the centipedes nearby."
Having said that, he wrapped the rooster in a piece of green cloth along with his martial arts skills and jumped back along the original path.
At this time, the pot of snow water that was boiled earlier has been boiled.
Hong Qigong opened the bag, grabbed the centipedes by their tails, and threw them into the pot one by one. After struggling for a while, the centipedes were all boiled to death.
Hong Qigong explained, "When a centipede is about to die, it will spit out all its venom, so this pot of snow water can be said to be the most poisonous thing in the world. Boy, go and pour out this pot of poisonous water.
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Chen Xuan stood aside respectfully. When he heard his instructions, he picked up the pot of poisonous water and went to the cliff to pour it.
But when he reached the edge of the cliff, he suddenly felt something in his heart and thought to himself.
"Sun Liancheng should be hiding somewhere on the mountain now. Ouyang Feng will show up soon. Sun Liancheng competes with Hong Qigong and Ouyang Feng. If he loses, that's okay. If he breaks through in danger and improves his swordsmanship, I'm afraid I will too.
There is no escape from death.”
Thinking of this, Chen Xuan secretly poured the pot of poisonous water on the snow.
At this time, there was strong snow and wind on the top of the mountain, and the poisonous water melted into a snow nest in the snow, but it quickly solidified and turned into a pile of black ice.
Chen Xuan took a look and didn't dare to pick up the piece of black ice directly. He just pretended that everything was normal and walked back.
At this time, Hong Qigong had already taken out his knife, chopped off the head and tail of the centipede, pinched it gently, and the shell fell off, revealing the flesh, which was white and transparent, just like shrimp meat. Then he took out large and small ones from his backpack.
They come in seven or eight tin boxes, which contain seasonings such as oil, salt, soy sauce and vinegar.
He took up the oil pan, poured the centipede meat into the pan and fried it, and a sudden aroma hit his nose.
Chen Xuan saw him swallowing saliva wildly and showing his greedy look, and couldn't help but find it funny.
Hong Qigong waited until the centipedes were fried to a light yellow color, added the seasonings and mixed them well. He reached out and lifted one up into the pot and put it into his mouth. He chewed it a few times, closed his eyes slightly, and sighed. He felt that it was really the best thing in the world.
Extremely delicious.
He ate more than ten pieces in one go, and then said to Chen Xuan, "Eat, why are you so polite?"
Chen Xuan didn't hesitate and just put the centipede in his mouth and chewed it. As soon as he chewed it, his mouth felt delicious, crispy and fragrant. He chewed it for a few more times, swallowed it directly, and went to pick up the second centipede.
Eat it, you can't help but praise it.
"Not bad, it's really good."
When Hong Qigong saw him praising him repeatedly, he felt very proud.
The two stretched out their hands and ate all the nearly a hundred giant centipedes.
Hong Qigong stuck out his tongue and licked the side of his mouth, then suddenly stretched out, yawned, fell to the sky and fell into the snow, and said.
"I'm in a hurry to catch up with the Five Ugly People in Tibet. I haven't slept for five days and five nights. It's rare that I had a good meal today. Now I have to sleep well for three days. Even if the sky falls, don't make any noise.
Wake me up. Take care of me and don't let the wild beast take advantage of me and eat me in one bite."
While speaking, Hong Qigong had already closed his eyes and soon fell into a deep sleep.
Chen Xuan knew that Hong Qigong was very talented. Now he was dozing off after eating. Firstly, he was really tired from traveling thousands of miles. Furthermore, he wanted to test whether his heart was pure.
The Five Ugly People on the Tibetan Border are the biggest test for him. If he keeps his promise and blocks the Five Ugly People on the Tibetan Border all by himself, he will naturally be a good man with love and righteousness.
If he saw that the situation was bad and ran away, Hong Qigong would naturally not want to see him.
Chen Xuan had known the secret for a long time, and immediately stayed by Hong Qigong's side, watching the night getting darker and the heavy snow falling one after another.
He didn't feel sleepy at all, but everything was quiet, which made him feel stressed inexplicably.
At this moment, I suddenly heard a "rustling" sound of stepping on the snow from the end of the mountain road.
Chen Xuan looked intently and saw five figures rushing towards them. In the night, the swords on their backs were flashing with murderous intent.