The evil woman travels through the book and saves the sinners in the famine year

The sturdy lion watched helplessly as the flames from Lu Zhitao's fingers streaked through the air like a meteor, shooting straight towards it with irresistible force.

Seeing that his attack hit the target, Lu Zhitao looked at the sturdy lion with a cold look in his eyes.

The confused lion's golden mane gleamed with a chilling brilliance in the morning light, and it stubbornly refused to fall down even though its heart was burned to ashes.

The lion's big, round eyes were filled with unwillingness, and its huge body finally fell down with a bang.

Lu Zhitao stepped forward quickly, peeled off the lion's skin with nimble hands and feet, and cleaned the fur.

She had never eaten lion meat, so it would be a good idea to put it into the space first, and then throw the dead antelope with a broken neck under the tree they were going to pass by.

Seeing that Xiaoli was still asleep, Lu Zhitao took out the peanuts from yesterday, shelled them, and planted them in dry soil.

She sat on the ground and used her green power to activate the land beneath her feet. In the blink of an eye, the soil began to tremble slightly.

In an instant, the peanuts in the ground seemed to be under a spell, and they quickly grew upwards and sprouts broke through the soil.

The green visible to the naked eye seems to be expressing the joy of life, and in the blink of an eye, a bag of peanuts is ripe.

Lu Zhitao pulled out the peanuts with force, and three peanuts grew into a handful of peanuts, about thirty or forty in total.

Peanuts that are grown and ripened using supernatural powers are fuller than those grown in any fertile soil.

She couldn't wait to peel a fresh peanut and taste it. The aroma of the freshly unearthed peanuts was rich and pure, with a hint of sweetness.

After eating several, Lu Zhitao couldn't bear to eat any more, so she shelled all the freshly planted peanuts and planted them.

She repeated this process over and over again, and in an hour she harvested more than a hundred kilograms of peanuts. With these foods, she felt much more at ease.

"Ah! Ah! Where is this?" Xiaoli opened her eyes and saw the sky, and she screamed in fright.

"Don't move, I'll put you down now." Lu Zhitao said as he climbed up the tree and untied the rope of the net bag.

"Miss, why didn't you call me when you woke up?" Xiaoli grumbled aggrievedly.

"I just woke up too. Let's eat some wolf meat first and then we can get on the road quickly." Lu Zhitao took the wolf meat down from the tree branch.

"Miss, didn't you say to make the wolfskin clothes first?"

"We just woke up and have the strength to walk, let's hurry on."

"Okay, I'll listen to you, young lady." Xiaoli tore off a piece of wolf meat and stuffed it into her mouth.

"Miss, eat quickly. Cold wolf meat is still delicious. We haven't eaten meat in two months!"

"Yeah." Lu Zhitao really wanted to say that she hadn't tasted fresh meat for more than 20 years, but she felt that there was no point in saying it.

After the master and servant had eaten, they continued on their journey, walking through a forest full of rocks and thorns.

Xiaoli had a wolf skin hanging on one shoulder and her cloth bag hanging on the other, looking like a refugee fleeing famine.

Lu Zhitao wanted to help her get one, but she refused.

Xiaoli was a chatterbox, and she kept talking: "Hey, there's not even a leaf in this deep forest. What we're going to do next... Wow... Miss, Miss, we're so lucky."

"What's the matter?" Lu Zhitao asked in cooperation.

"I was just worried about going hungry, but here I found a sheep whose neck had been bitten off by a wild beast. The blood on its neck is still there, so it must be edible."

Xiaoli dropped the things on her shoulders and ran over excitedly, and saw that it was a headless antelope.

She laughed out loud, "Hahahaha... God is willing to spare us, haha..."

As soon as she finished laughing, she immediately knelt on the ground, muttering to herself, "I, Xiaoli, the believer, bow down to heaven and earth, and pray to all the gods and bodhisattvas to bless you and me to return home safely."

Lu Zhitao looked at Xiaoli praying devoutly to the Buddha to bless her, and her heart was full of cracks, which had been smashed by her adopted sister and boyfriend with a sledgehammer.

But at this moment, a hint of warmth quietly rose up under Xiaoli's pious appearance.

It was like a ray of sunshine in the cold winter, piercing the haze in her heart, "Xiao Li, can you drag the antelope?"

"It must be dragged, young lady. Help me drag the wolfskin. We'll walk a little further and then stop to roast some mutton."

At this moment, Xiaoli was full of energy and strength, and there was a hint of expectation and desire in her words.

"Miss, if there is water, I would like to stop and make mutton soup for you."

"Keep going deeper into the mountains, there must be a mountain spring there." Lu Zhitao said in a low voice unconsciously.

Her appetite was aroused and she also wanted to eat mutton soup, as if the clear spring water was already flowing on her tongue.

The mountain path became steeper and steeper, and the rocks under my feet cast mottled shadows under the sunlight.

Lu Zhitao used her supernatural power to investigate and found that there was indeed a wetland far ahead. She used her supernatural power to dig a small hole in advance.

When they walked over, they should be able to see the mountain spring water, but Lu Zhitao became more and more excited.

A pot of steaming mutton soup emerged in her mind, with the delicious meat rolling in the clear broth, emitting an enticing aroma...

Thinking of this, Lu Zhitao walked faster. Xiaoli followed her closely, dragging the antelope carcass weighing dozens of kilograms, without complaining of being tired.

"Oh my God, water, there really is water in the deep mountains." Seeing that Xiaoli couldn't walk anymore, Lu Zhitao pointed to a small pond in front.

"Where is it? God really has eyes." When Xiaoli heard that there was water, she walked very fast.

Although she hadn't seen the water yet, she believed her mistress wouldn't lie to her. "I really saw the water. I was so tired all the way that I didn't dare to speak."

"Don't you still have some water in your water bag?"

"That little bit of water, I wanted to leave for you, Miss. But that witch Song Zhuxin is so cruel. She never gives us the water she conjures up!"

"Did you see her turn into water?" Lu Zhitao asked in surprise. She searched her original body's memory but didn't see it with her own eyes.

She heard her adopted sister read to her that Song Zhuxin had a spiritual spring space, but Lu Zhitao didn't expect Song Zhuxin to dare to take it out out of thin air.

“I didn’t see it with my own eyes, but I know that the witch conjured water because of the equally large water bag.

Those white-eyed wolves were drinking water along the way, but it seemed as if the water in their water bags was endless."

Xiaoli's voice was a little hoarse. She left the antelope and ran towards the water hole. "What clear water!"

She poured out the muddy water in the water bag, scooped some water to wash the water bag twice, then filled half the bag with water and handed it to Lu Zhitao, "Miss, drink some water."

"Drink first, your voice is hoarse!"

"Miss, drink first." Xiaoli handed the water bag stubbornly. Lu Zhitao could only take the water bag and gulp down several mouthfuls.

She handed the water bag to Xiaoli again and said, "Drink slowly while I go get some firewood."

"Miss, you must be tired after walking for most of the day. I'll go and pick up some water." Xiaoli drank all the water in the water bag in one breath, then filled the bag and took it with her.

"Okay, I'll rest for a while and then come to skin the sheep." Lu Zhitao said as he walked to a big rock and sat down.

There was an iron pot in her space, but she didn't want to take it out. Along the way, Xiaoli kept saying that Song Zhuxin was a monster.

While Xiaoli was collecting firewood, she used her supernatural powers to make a slightly thinner stone pot.

The stone pot mutton soup should be delicious, at most it will just waste a little more firewood.