141. Fragments of Excalibur can be used to roast sweet potatoes
The stick is not long, only about fifty or sixty centimeters, and is straight as a whole. The reason why it looks like a sword is that there is a tree knot ten centimeters on the left side, which just distinguishes the 'hilt' and 'blade'.
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"I withdraw all the remarks I just made about Gudong being stupid. I now declare that if he becomes the prime minister of the island country, we will have a bright future."
When Gudong came closer, sat down and wagged its tail, it raised its head and displayed the trophy in its mouth as if praying for praise. After Aikawa Yusheng took out the wooden stick from its mouth, he was amazed.
"Excalibur?" Shang Yingkongfeng's expression became a little more focused, and her eyes were covered with a light blue film of light, locked on the wooden stick.
With Aikawa Yusheng's thousand-year vision, the divine sword in his mouth should definitely be regarded as a treasure, but the wooden stick in front of her, no matter how she looked at it, could not see anything unusual.
Could it be that it is a sword that is hidden and has its own concealment ability?
If it is true, it is also a rare discovery.
"Yes, Blast Fang. Anything damaged by it cannot be repaired, and will continue to be damaged until it is destroyed. I have killed thousands of monsters with one sword. It was in Sesshomaru's hands before, but I didn't expect it to fall into my hands today."
in the hand.
There is also a sword with the attributes of a brother, called Tetsuya, which was in Inuyasha's hand before, I wonder if it is also nearby."
Aikawa Yusheng said seriously.
"So domineering?" He frowned slightly and asked Ying Kongfeng, "Can you show me?"
"Of course." It felt like the other party had misunderstood something, but Aikawa Yusheng didn't say it directly. He suppressed a smile, maintained a serious and serious attitude, and handed the wooden stick to the girl.
If you don't watch the drama, Sakura Kongfeng will naturally not know "Inuyasha". It's normal not to know this.
"But you must be careful not to cut yourself, otherwise it will be very difficult." He even warned.
"Okay." Miss Miko nodded and carefully took the stick with both hands.
After using magic to detect it many times, she still couldn't get a glimpse of the secret of the 'Excalibur'. Even when the girl wanted to use it to cut the picnic mat to experience its irreparable ability, she found that it was impossible to do it due to its bluntness.
Seeing her thinking hard, Aikawa Yusheng finally couldn't hold back his smile and laughed loudly. In the midst of laughter, he told her the truth intermittently.
"So - hahaha - it's just a stick."
Shang Yingkongfeng's face was as cold as the deep water of a cold pond, and she could feel the charm of the bright moon at midnight in the Mid-Autumn Festival. Without saying a word, the girl threw the broken wooden stick in her hand back to Aikawa Yusheng.
Judging from her expression and the strength of the throw, she might have wanted to directly stab herself to death at this step.
"Shang Yingkongfeng, let's settle the grievances that have lasted for more than three months today. Come and fight me to the death."
Aikawa Yusheng first stood up with his sword, then drew a fairly good-looking sword flower with the sword, and finally pointed the tip of the sword at the girl's perfect face and said seriously.
"Okay." Shangying Kongfeng, who should have ignored this behavior, nodded when he heard this, with a cold smile on his face.
The air flow from all sides turned into substance, suppressing the surrounding grass until it was crawling, and a pistol gathered in her hand.
The other party finally listened to his advice and became a one-shot miko.
"..."
Sir, times have really changed.
Looking at the wooden stick in his hand and the pistol in the opponent's hand, especially the dark muzzle that was really accumulating energy and preparing to attack, Aikawa Yusheng's feelings could only be described as indescribable.
He also said that he would not be in the mood to become angry out of shame - as expected, he could not believe a word of a girl's words, even those like Shang Yingkongfeng.
"No, why don't you use a cold weapon? Isn't it difficult for you to deal with me when it's my turn?" He complained.
"That's okay." Miss Miko followed her example and turned her pistol into a long sword. She stopped talking nonsense and waved her hand, sending a sword energy straight towards Bakuya.
"Come on!" Aikawa Yusheng was not afraid at all and picked up the Explosive Fang to fight.
Blast the teeth.
The sword energy brought up a gust of wind, blowing Aikawa Yusheng's hair, exposing his forehead.
Floating in the air, except for a broken stick and a few strands of hair that were chopped off conveniently, Aikawa Yuo's sense of failure.
"...."
"No——!" Looking at the wooden stick that had been shaved off at least twenty centimeters, Aikawa Yusheng shouted at the top of his lungs.
What was originally a handsome long wooden stick has now become a short stick.
"My Blast Tooth——! You died so miserably——!"
"Why are you serious?" Picking up the fragments of the stick from the ground, Aikawa Yusheng asked Kamizakura Kongfeng.
"I will not play false games when it comes to fighting." Miss Miko's expression remained calm and composed.
"Isn't it just that he became angry from shame?" Aikawa Yusheng curled his lips and said in a low voice.
"...."
Her calm expression became slightly stiff, and the girl gently took a breath of fresh air by the river, but instead of being embarrassed again as Aikawa Yusheng expected, she just calmed down.
"Yes, I underestimated you and overestimated myself." Nodding sincerely, Shang Yingkongfeng said without any fluctuation in her tone.
It's a pity, Sakura Kongfeng looked very cute just now.
"It doesn't matter, Bakuya has left me. I still have you, Bakuya." Aikawa Yusheng said optimistically, holding a much shorter wooden stick.
"Feng Kong, or can you help me pick up a few more swords? I haven't seen Tie Suiya yet?" Aikawa Yusheng looked at Gudong.
"Wow?" Gudong tilted his head and looked at him in confusion.
After thinking for a while, Aikawa Yusheng was ready to repeat his old trick. If he couldn't find the Frisbee, it might come back with a new stick.
When the 'lost' Frisbee reappeared in Aikawa Yusheng's hand, Kamizakura Kongfeng even saw the shock in her puppy's eyes.
"Over there." After repeating his old trick, Aikawa Yusheng pointed in the direction he pointed before.
"Woof!" Gudong jumped up and ran behind Aikawa Yusheng, jumped up, bit the Frisbee, and the whole dog hung behind him.
"You're a puppy who won't fall down twice in the same place. I'm even more optimistic about you becoming the prime minister." The plan failed. Aikawa Yusheng shook his head and sighed, without being stingy in his praise.
Gudong, who landed on the ground, bared his teeth and growled at Aikawa Yusheng, as if he realized that he had been deceived last time.
"Gudong, bite him." The miko lady, who was smiling again, suddenly said.
"Woo? Woof!" He turned around and looked at his master in confusion, and then let out a fierce cry.
"You are instigating it to commit a crime, do you know? Shangying, how did you become like this? You really shouldn't have been allowed to adopt it in the first place."
Looking at Gudong biting his palm - although there was no way to penetrate his own skin, Aikawa Yusheng looked at the girl with helpless eyes, full of sorrow and regret.
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After Gudong and Shangying Kongfeng played the game for a while, its energy was almost exhausted, and it lay stretched out in the shade of the tree, without any protection of its own privacy.
As her master, Shangying Kongfeng didn't remind her of this. Really, children don't have privacy?
Close your eyes slightly, and you may fall asleep after a while.
"Are you childish?" He put the Frisbee and the ball away, noticed what Yusheng Aikawa was doing from the corner of his eye, and asked Sakura Kongfeng.
Aikawa Yusheng was busy digging a pit on the ground with his explosive short teeth.
"There is a saying that a man will remain a boy until he dies. In fact, most boys have always been very childish." Aikawa Yusheng said as he concentrated on digging a hole.
"Did not see it."
"That's because childishness is not a complimentary word, but often has a derogatory effect - such as when you just said that about me." Aikawa Yusheng said with a smile, "So people generally don't show their childish side in front of others.
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"The so-called maturity is sometimes just starting to lose face in front of others." The pit was further dug, and the clods were neatly stacked next to it. Aikawa Yusheng continued, "To tell you the truth, I still feel funny.
Mud is interesting."
"So what you want to say is that you belong to the shameless category?" Shangying Kongfeng nodded and asked.
"..."
"How did you come to this conclusion?" Aikawa Yusheng, whose face was full of black lines, looked away from the pit and looked at the girl beside him.
The wind approaching noon blew over, carrying a faint fragrance. It was obvious that the girl was downwind, but seeing her face, it was inevitable that she would subconsciously feel that this was her fragrance.
All good things should belong to her - that's how you feel when you see a face like this.
"Is not it?"
"...Of course not. Except for Tianhe and Amamiya, I will not show this attitude if anyone from the instrumental club appears here. Or if there are other strangers, the same result will be the same."
Aikawa Yusheng explained.
"It's just that there's no need to do this when I'm with familiar people like you. The best way is to do whatever feels comfortable without affecting the other person."
"So what I want to say is that you are a kind of person who has a relatively good relationship with me and is special. I want to move you. It is best to cry instead of saying that I am shameless."
Aikawa Yusheng looked at the girl sideways and concluded.
"Do you also care about other people's opinions?" The girl turned her face and looked at him.
"Hiss - that doesn't count, you may understand it as -" Aikawa Yusheng thought about the wording, "They don't deserve to see me like this."
"Understood." Shangying Kongfeng nodded.
"Are you moved now?"
"Oh, thank you." It was like a perfunctory answer from a child, and I didn't even know what she was saying 'oh'.
"Shouldn't you cry?"
"Don't get sick."
"Okay." Shaking his head regretfully, Aikawa Yusheng continued his work, "And I'm not just playing, I'm preparing for our lunch."
The pit in front of him had begun to take shape under the influence of Aikawa Yusheng's wooden stick and brute force. Aikawa Yusheng's hands were full of dust, so he went to the river to wash his hands first.
"Lunch?" Shangying Kongfeng looked at the pit.
"I didn't mean for you to eat dirt." He walked towards the placemat, took the bag he had brought, and flipped it upside down in the air. The sweet potatoes fell out one by one and landed on the picnic mat.
"Do you mind if there are only sweet potatoes for lunch? But they are sweet potatoes baked by Aikawa Yusheng himself." Aikawa Yusheng smiled and looked at the girl.
"I don't mind." Shang Yingkongfeng shook her head. Her pursuit of food was as long as it was not wasted. "You don't need to say the last part."
"No, the last half of the sentence is very important. But I'm kidding you, we actually still have biscuit sandwiches." Aikawa Yusheng shrugged, and the hand holding the bag completely loosened, and some more food fell out.
"It's a lot, can you eat it?" Miss Miko asked, looking at the things on the placemat.
"I haven't finished all the sweet potatoes at noon. When I go back, I'll roast a few and bring them to Tianhe and Amamiya. You can eat some of the rest and leave the rest to me. No problem."
The important reason why I want to eat sweet potatoes today is that when I went out for a late-night snack with Chizo Amamiya yesterday, I saw someone roasting them. But it was not the kind of stall that sells sweet potatoes, but a small fire camp with a few people around it.
It should be roasted and eaten by the farmers themselves.
"Okay." The girl nodded.
The excavated soil blocks are then placed crosswise on top of the already piled soil blocks around the pit, gradually building a protective shell that gathers inward.
"Tu kiln?" Shangying Kongfeng, who was watching from the sidelines, asked.
"Yes, it is an old method that has been used for hundreds of years. I saw people using this method to burn things back then." Aikawa Yusheng nodded and looked around for firewood for burning.
This is convenient. There are still a lot of broken branches and sawdust around. By the way, I can pick up the broken part of the 'sword' and let it exert its final value.
Some of the wooden blocks were too big. Aikawa Yusheng looked around and saw that no one was paying attention, so he punched the wooden blocks hard and broke them into pieces.
He even rubbed the sawdust directly with his hands.
"Why don't you continue?" Perhaps it was because she had never really seen such a link before. Shangying Kongfeng was watching with interest and looked at it curiously. When Aikawa Yusheng suddenly stopped moving, she asked doubtfully.
"Did you bring a lighter?"
"No."
"Where are the matches?"
"No."
"Where's the flint?" Aikawa Yusheng asked nonsensically.
"No."
"How did humans discover fire in the first place?"
"Lightning struck the trees, or there was severe heat and drought." The miko lady answered calmly.
"Very good, then we are only one thunderstorm away from eating hot sweet potatoes." Aikawa Yusheng clapped his hands and said excitedly.
"It seems that we can only go back to the primitive, drill wood to make fire!" The young man got ready and stood up, but then confirmed to Xiang Yingkongfeng: "I'm looking for suitable materials. I remember to ask for sticks, planks, sawdust and bark.
,right."
"No need to bother." The girl shook her head.
"Do you want to use magic?" Aikawa Yusheng looked at Shang Yingkongfeng. He knew that Shangying Kongfeng had a habit of not using magic in life unless necessary.
Although he didn't quite understand it - if he could use it casually, he promised to do whatever was convenient for him, but Aikawa Yusheng respected this.
So he didn't mention that he planned to use wood to make fire - of course, if it failed, Aikawa Yusheng planned to order her bodyguards to make her make fire.
"No," Shang Yingkongfeng continued to shake his head, and then asked, "Is the jade I gave you still on you?"
"Here you are." He put his hand into the collar of his sleeve and pulled out the jade pendant inside.
It was no longer the original jade, that one had already broken into pieces in Hakone. After returning to Tokyo from Hakone, half a month later, Kamizakura Kongfeng gave himself another one.
It is said that more effort was put into it than the original one.
"How about it? Keep it close to you. I didn't even treat Arc Moon Mirror like this. I think you should be touched this time." Taking off the necklace and shaking it in front of Kamizakura Kongfeng, Aikawa Yusheng said with a smile.
"It's just that I don't have the strength of the teacher and can't be incorporeal. Give it to me." Kamizakura Kongfeng took the jade from Aikawa Yusheng.
"What are you going to do? Can this make a fire?" It was Aikawa Yusheng's turn to look at it curiously.
"Convex lenses make fire."
After simply saying the name, the miko lady picked up two clods, placed them on the left and right under the sun, put sawdust and bark underneath, and then placed the jade in the middle of the clods.
A spot of light converged at the position of the sawdust. Shangyingkongfeng adjusted the height of the jade, making the spot smaller and more dazzling.
"You are indeed smarter than me on this point. Although I probably know the principle, I really didn't think of it."
"Um."
"You should be humble, or say something like 'Aikawa, you are also very smart'."
As a result, the conversation ends here.
It was faster than the two of them imagined. Within a few seconds, white smoke was already rising from the sawdust during the adjustment process.
A small flame appeared successfully after two minutes. Aikawa Yusheng immediately picked up the bark and began to blow air on it, protecting the fragile tree.
They were safely transferred to the earthen kiln, and the flames gradually became more intense. Even Gudong woke up once, sticking out his tongue and looking at the burning fire pit. Then he ran to the back of the tree and changed his place to sleep.
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When the clay was burning red, Aikawa Yusheng stopped adding firewood and began to throw sweet potatoes into it. After putting it in, he destroyed the kiln and then kept beating the red-hot clay with the short teeth of the blasters.
Crush the mud pieces to make better contact with the sweet potatoes.
After simmering for fifteen minutes, I guess it's almost done - the sweet potatoes he brought were all small and easier to ripen. Aikawa Yusheng used the short bursting teeth to peel off the soil on the top and picked out the sweet potatoes.
After walking to the river and washing his hands again, Aikawa Yusheng came back and looked at the girl:
"Are there any tissues?"
"Um."
Finally it’s not ‘no’ anymore.
"Hiss - hot, hot, hot -" Aikawa Yusheng spread the paper towels on the picnic mat and started peeling the sweet potatoes without waiting for them to cool down. He shouted "hot" but did not let go of his hand - it would not burn him anyway.
But after peeling it off, my fingers were still very red.
"Here, the guests eat first." Aikawa Yusheng wrapped the sweet potato in a paper towel and handed it to Kamizakura Kongfeng.
"For me?"
"It's more appropriate to ask this question when I'm getting the sweet potato, rather than knowingly asking it when I've handed it to you." Aikawa Yusheng said, crossing his arms.
"Thank you." After hesitating for a while, Shangying Kongfeng finally took the piece of sweet potato.
The cherry-colored lips are slightly open, and the girl is blowing gently on the corner of the sweet potato. But in this scene, you can see a pleasing beauty.
At the same time, the aroma of sweet potatoes was sent to Aikawa Yusheng's nose.
Perhaps because it had been blown for long enough, Shang Yingkongfeng took a small bite on it, chewed it a few times, and swallowed it.
"How is the taste?"
"Not bad." She nodded and said.
"Just nice?"
"You have to think about the fact that I baked it with my own hands, and even said that I tore the crust with my own hands." Aikawa Yusheng raised his eyebrows and said.
The miko lady frowned:
"I've said it before, please don't say such things to affect my appetite. I don't want to waste it."
"...."
"I washed my hands!"
"It has nothing to do with whether you wash your hands or not."
"I understand, you simply dislike me." Aikawa Yusheng waved his hands, turned his back to the girl, and began to cry secretly.