PDLP Chapter 251 Master didn’t ask me how I got out?
Chapter 251 Master didn’t ask me how I got out?
The days passed one by one. Mo Zheng counted on his fingers. Not counting the days when he was unconscious, the time he was conscious alone was almost a full month.
But Li Fuyi never mentioned anything about returning to the Zichen Sword Sect. If Mo Zheng showed any sign of it, even a little bit, he would most likely spend the next few days in bed.
Sighing and rubbing his sore waist, Mo Zheng looked up and saw that the things in the cave were becoming more and more complete.
I filled half a closet with winter clothes, all kinds of colors, except purple.
[Fanfan, you… aren’t going to dig snow bamboo shoots today?] Tongzi saw that Mo Zheng had been sitting there for a while since he got up this morning, and now he was staring at the wardrobe in a daze again.
(Go, just...)
Li Fuyi didn't restrict him from going out. Sometimes they explored together, and sometimes they went their separate ways.
In the corner of the cave hall outside, there were piles of various "treasures" they had collected, including spiritual materials, spiritual medicines, rare minerals, and animal furs that had never been seen before...
You can get out by going through the long tunnel and winding around.
Outside is a picturesque "Peach Blossom Spring" basin where it is spring all year round.
At the edge of the basin is a large area of tall, dense evergreen coniferous forest.
If Mo Zheng guessed correctly, after passing through the coniferous forest and looking up, the mountains that were connected together and the peaks were still covered with snow; outside the mountains that surrounded this precious land was the snowy plain they had once set foot on.
The strange thing is that no matter whether they were in the basin, the woods, or when Mo Zheng wanted to go to the top of the mountain to see the snow scenery, Li Fuyi would not react at all.
Instead, he got him a lot of winter clothes to make it easier for him to go to cold places.
What Tongzi meant by digging snow bamboo shoots is digging them halfway up the snow-capped mountains, near the top.
In the area half covered by ice and snow, there are patches of unconnected white bamboo forests, with many pointed tips hidden underneath. If you step on them too hard without paying attention, you will definitely poke a hole in the sole of your foot.
But if you dig them out carefully and peel off the skin, you will find extremely delicious, jade-white bamboo shoots inside.
Paired with the snow leopard meat that Li Fuyi had hunted, the aroma was overflowing as it was stir-fried over high heat. Mo Zheng ate up all the small basket that he brought back yesterday.
So Mo Zheng was still thinking about it before going to bed last night. He decided to go dig some more today. He wondered if it would taste better when made into braised bamboo shoots.
Li Fuyi was wearing a gray robe and holding a tray. As soon as she entered the cave, she greeted Mo Zheng:
"Master, don't you want to eat buns?"
"I got up early this morning and cooked a whole basket of food. It has meat, vegetables, and three fresh delicacies."
As she spoke, she was setting the dishes and putting the bowls and chopsticks on the table. She turned around and saw Mo Zheng slowly putting on those boots. She took a few steps with her long legs and squatted at his feet to help him put on the other pair.
Mo Zheng looked at the top of his head, raised his hand and touched it, and it still felt as good as before.
Before he could touch it to his heart's content, Li Fuyi led his hand to the table and said, "Master, try it while it's still hot out of the oven."
"I haven't made dumplings in a long time. I don't know if they will suit Master's taste."
Mo Zheng picked up one and put it in his mouth. The bun skin was of the right thickness, fluffy and soft, the gravy was rich, and the fresh, salty and sweet meat filling made him very hungry.
Before I knew it, the meat bun had already entered my stomach and I couldn't even remember how it got there.
Seeing that he was enjoying his meal, Li Fuyi poured a bowl of soy milk and handed it to him.
Mo Zheng was drinking the fragrant soy milk, but he felt that the lack of crispy fried dough sticks made him feel a little disappointed.
Li Fuyi took out two fried dough sticks wrapped in oil paper from the brocade bag as if performing magic.
It's still steaming, with that unique smoky aroma of freshly cooked food, and it's crispy and tender when you pick it up with chopsticks.
Dip it in soy milk and put it in your mouth, that's what you call comfort~
Mo Zheng ate half of it and was almost full, so he began to chew the rest slowly.
His eyes fell on the oil-paper package and the hemp rope, and he pretended to be nonchalant and praised, "Fuyi, whose fried dough sticks are these? They're cooked well."
Li Fuyi glanced at the oil-paper package and took a bite of the fluffy dough stick. "Hmm, it's really good. If Master likes it, I'll go buy some early tomorrow."
"He has something called Yanpi wontons, which look delicious. Would you like to try it, Master?"
Mo Zheng nodded after hearing this. Bird's nest skin wontons are rare in this ethereal world, so of course he wanted to try it!
Seeing that his eyes lit up when he talked about eating, Li Fuyi raised her hand to pick up the fried dough stick crumbs stuck on the corner of Mo Zheng's mouth and stuffed them into her own mouth.
It tastes especially delicious when eaten with a big sip of soy milk.
"Is one serving enough? Should I buy a few more to store?"
"If Master gets hungry at night, this can be a snack."
The couple lived a harmonious life, but Mo Zheng's stomach often protested in the middle of the night, growling.
He himself didn't care. He was already a person who had reached the great perfection of the Xuanxian realm. It was more like he was greedy than hungry.
Li Fuyi was attentive, and whenever she had the chance, she would save some food for him to eat slowly.
There were only the two of them here, and Mo Zheng was used to husband-husband life, so he nodded without hesitation, "No green onions or cilantro, but if there are other seasonings, you can make your own."
"Okay~" Li Fuyi responded with a smile.
Just when Mo Zheng had given up the temptation, lest he would have to "grow" in bed again today.
Li Fuyi collected the dishes and asked casually, "Master, why don't you ask me how I got out?"
"..."
Mo Zheng was a little nervous about this sudden question. His hands nervously grabbed the hem of his clothes under the cover of the big red tablecloth, and he didn't know how to react for a moment.
Thinking about it, he turned the tables and said with a smile: "Then...how did you get out?"
This snowy area stretches across a vast area. When they first came in, they had made sufficient preparations. To think that they could make a round trip in half a day seemed like a fantasy at that time.
But Li Fuyi has been extra "sensitive" these days, and Mo Zheng can't just ignore his old waist and deliberately step on the landmine again and again.
Since it was Li Fuyi who brought it up today, we can't blame it on him, right?
It’s better to just ask. It doesn’t matter whether you can get the answer or not.
A hint of depth flashed in Li Fuyi's eyes, as if he had already expected Mo Zheng to ask such a question.
He put down the bowl and chopsticks in his hands and stared into Mo Zheng's eyes, which almost made him lose his concentration.
"Master, do you know that there is a secret in this snowy land?"
Mo Zheng sat up straight, "Secret? What secret?"
Li Fuyi stood up, walked to Mo Zheng, looked down at him, a hint of disappointment flashed in his eyes, but he quickly hid it.
He turned around and continued to clean up the dishes, saying mischievously, "I'm kidding, I just know a shortcut."
Picking up the tray, he turned his back to Mo Zheng, the smile on his face disappearing completely. "Master, you promised me that you wouldn't leave, right?"
Mo Zheng sensed Lao Yao's warning and nodded repeatedly, saying "hmm".
Li Fuyi then smiled bitterly and walked out of the cave.