Suddenly, there was a sound of foam breaking in the air.
"Bo"
Huang Lang's eyes immediately looked towards the backyard, where Chen Ren's aura appeared, along with other things.
The body flashed, and the appearance of the backyard completely changed. The collapsed house completely occupied the backyard, with pieces of bluestone and broken walls, making it a mess.
A bunch of white silk thread seemed to be wrapped around a horizontal knife. He remembered that the smell of the knife was black plum.
In the middle of the courtyard, there is a tunnel that leads vertically to the ground, about one foot wide. It is from here that Chen Ren's aura comes.
Huang Lang did not hesitate and jumped into the tunnel. The darkness could not stop him, a swordsman at the third level of swordsmanship.
The damp and putrid smell made him cover his mouth and nose, and the sword energy flowed in his hand, ready for an accident to happen at any time.
As he progressed, he got closer and closer to the location of Chen Ren's aura.
Turning a corner, I saw Chen Ren half-leaning on the edge of the tunnel, breathless.
The fingers were twisted, out of joint, and all fractured. A scar on the upper arm was stained with mud, and blood slowly oozed out. Fine mesh-like burn marks appeared on the cheek.
Huang Lang stepped forward with his sword and quickly poured the medicine on his body into Chen Ren's mouth. He lightly held his neck with his fingers to help him swallow.
This was when he smelled a faint fishy smell surrounding Chen Ren's face and arms.
"Poison?" Huang Lang looked solemn and quickly put a pill on his body into his mouth.
After finishing all this, Huang Lang stood up and checked the surrounding situation.
The snake fang fell aside, and a naked male corpse lay on the ground, with a blood-red spider with long fangs and claws tattooed on his back.
"Blood Nest Ancient Spider, Wang Qing?" Huang Lang's eyes shrank, why did he appear here?
After all, this iconic tattoo is still easy to recognize.
He turned around and glanced at the junior, whose breathing was gradually getting stronger. He didn't expect that the other party had such strength.
Huang Lang stepped over the corpse and walked forward. Not far ahead, he sensed another breath.
This is it. Standing on the edge of the tunnel not far from the corpse, the long sword in his hand is surrounded by sword energy. With a slight tap, the soil instantly breaks apart, and a hole of about three feet appears on the tunnel wall.
Small trees and fruits lie among them.
"Qiling Fruit" Huang Lang looked at the black fruit and frowned. Then he glanced at Wang Qing, figured out the key, and reached out to pick up the small tree.
But when he passed the corpse again, he added: "Unlucky guy!"
He stretched out his hand to pick up the wounded man, rolled up his sleeves and robe, and dropped the snake's fangs back onto Chen Ren's waist. He ducked out of the cave in a few steps.
Rolling up the black plum in the same way, he stepped out and went straight to the location of the Kendo Association.
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"Captain, how's it going?" Betty pushed open the door and asked the doctor anxiously.
Early this morning, after waiting all night without seeing the return of my captain, I finally couldn't help myself and called Huang Lang to inquire about the situation.
Only then did we learn that our captain was seriously injured and unconscious, and was being treated by the Kendo Association.
Mira followed behind, her eyes always staring at Chen Ren lying on the bed, tears flashing in her eyes, all this was for her.
"Wake up... I will become your crew member and touch your tail every day." Mira walked to the bedside, raised her palm several times and put it down again. Chen Ren's entire upper body was now covered with bandages. , there is no place to grab. The mouth whispers in his ear, hoping that he can wake up.
"The patient's physical condition is out of danger, but the spider poison has caused great damage to his body, and it will take a long time to repair. The broken bones of his fingers have all been reattached, and the scars on his face may leave scars," the doctor said softly.
After introducing the situation, he turned around and left, closing the door behind him.
Betty looked at the captain who was covered in potions and bandaged, pursed his lips and clenched his fists tightly together.
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In the evening, the briquettes have woken up, which can be said to be one of the few pieces of good news.
Huang Lang brought in a potted plant with a small tree in it, glanced at Chen Ren who was still lying on the bed and sighed.
"You go back at night, I will take care of you here." Perhaps feeling a little guilty, Huang Lang took the initiative to take over the responsibility of taking care of you at night.
After all, I was invited as a backup, but in the end I didn't help much.
"Senior Huang Lang, I will take the captain to thank you for your life-saving grace." Hearing Huang Lang's guilty tone, Betty quickly put away her grief and bowed to him.
If it weren't for the other party, I'm afraid my captain would have died in that dark and damp cave.
Huang Lang dodged away, he couldn't bear such a big gift.
"Mira, please go back. You will have your game tomorrow." Seeing Huang Lang dodge, Betty didn't say anything more. Instead, she turned to Mira and told her.
"Can...."
"It's nothing, but we can't let the captain's efforts go in vain." Betty waved her hand and interrupted first. She could take care of the captain by herself.
And Mira should fulfill her dream and get on the ship with them.
It wasn't until everyone left that Betty took out a bottle of ointment from her arms and dabbed it on her captain's face bit by bit.
There is indescribable tenderness in his eyes.
"I envy your senior sister, Captain." A sigh echoed in the empty ward.
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In the morning, Mira got up early and put on the neat chef's clothes. There were two dark circles under her eyes. She didn't sleep well last night.
She was the only one going to the competition venue today. Even the usually gluttonous Huang Lang stayed at the Kendo Association today.
The streets were crowded with people, and the competition was in full swing. But her attention was not on the competition, and she had already flown into the ward of the Kendo Association.
"The fifth group will come on stage next." The impassioned voice of the host came to my ears.
Mira came back from her trance and walked quickly to the center of the stage.
Independent stoves covering an area of five square meters are placed on the competition field in the center of the food hall.
From time to time, cheers of support and shouts of excitement came from the audience.
With all the personnel ready, the host announced the content of today's fifth group of competitions.
"noodle"
The red cloth was pulled away from the sign with the theme, and the chefs immediately started busy.
The huge hourglass was patted by the host, the gravel slowly fell, and the game began.
Mira slapped her face heavily with both hands, reminding herself that she must win this game and not let Chen Renbai be so seriously injured.
Mix flour and water, stir into floc, press and knead until smooth.
All kinds of bones were thrown into a large pot and stewed, and then the foam was scooped up and skimmed off.
Until the meat is fragrant in the pot, start to chop a piece of meat prepared in advance into a paste.
Pick up the meat pieces, filter them once, simmer over low heat again, pour the minced meat into the pot seven times, pick up the impurities and fat, pinch a little bit with your fingers and sprinkle it with salt, and the clear soup is completed.
Mira's nose twitched slightly, and the aroma was fragrant.
Take out a bowl and use it as the soup base. After beating the dough several times, it has turned into noodles. Add it to the clear soup and roll it until it is mature. Remove it, put it into the soup base, and sprinkle with chopped green onion.