The sacred tree is about to pass, and the cannon fodder's wish countdown is coming

"Host, you allowed Xiao Deng, whom you took in, to roast my kind in front of me. Have you ever thought about how I feel?"

"I see you're quite happy, your mouth is watering."

"Hehe, although it smells pretty good."

"Depending on your performance, I'll reluctantly leave you a leg later."

"Host, rest assured. If you tell me to go east, I will never go west!"

Just as the two of them were chatting happily in their minds, a sweet voice with a child's unique sweetness interrupted, "Master, this is baked and ready to eat."

The little person struggled to lift the roasted meat high above his head, and looked at Lu Shi with anticipation and nervousness in his watery eyes.

However, at this moment, Lu Shi had no intention of paying attention to the changes in the little guy's expression.

Because just when she was communicating with the system, she didn't pay attention for just a short moment, and the originally golden, shiny, fragrant and mouth-watering barbecued meat had now been roasted slightly black, and even showed signs of being burnt in some places.

What was handed to her now was some dark barbecue.

Lu Shi couldn't help but be slightly startled, his eyes moving back and forth between the charred barbecue and the innocent face of the little guy.

Facing the little guy's expectant eyes, she hesitated for a moment, and finally slowly reached out her hand and carefully took the piece of barbecue from him.

The slightly burnt barbecue made Lu Shi at a loss as to where to start, but at least the situation was not that bad. After cutting it with a knife, the meat inside was still good, but the skin was a little burnt.

Lu Shi cut off a small piece of meat with a knife and put it into her mouth. The burnt and bitter taste spread from her taste buds to her brain. She chewed it briefly twice and swallowed it whole.

"It tastes good, you should try it too."

Lu Shi picked up a large piece of meat and stuffed it into his mouth.

Lu Ciyan's mouth was stuffed so full that he couldn't even speak. He could only chew the meat in his mouth and eat it slowly.

He tilted his head back with his eyes shining, "Master, it's delicious."

Lu Shi was silent.

The bitter and burnt skin and the dry texture like tree bark after being roasted to the point of losing moisture, can this be called delicious?

Lu Shi didn't understand, so when Lu Ciyan asked her to eat more, she shook her head and refused.

"I didn't bake it well, so Master doesn't like it?"

His eyes were watery, making people reluctant to expose the truth.

"Don't overthink it."

"That's good." Lu Ciyan was coaxed by the gentle words, and looked at the barbecue in Lu Shi's hand and seemed to want to eat it.

Lu Shi tentatively tore off a piece of meat and fed it to him.

He ate with his eyes narrowed, looking very satisfied.

Yes, he lived in the cold palace since he was a child and no one taught him, so how could he have such good skills?

He only knew that eating the mice undercooked would cause diarrhea, so he would try his best to cook them thoroughly.

But how can you tell it’s cooked?

He didn't know the line between raw and cooked, so he just roasted it a little bit, so that it would definitely be cooked.

But he could only eat rat meat occasionally. Most of the time, he could only gnaw on grass roots and the rotten food deliberately brought by the servants.

He knew that the meat in his hand was not tasty because it would scratch his dry throat and he would have to chew it in his mouth for a long time before he could swallow it.

He also knew that his master would not be used to the food, but so what, he did it on purpose.

Anyway, his purpose of disgusting people has been achieved. He still has to eat meat, especially the meat of a spiritual beast. Maybe he can only eat it once in his life.

A long sigh came from his ears. Lu Ciyan's cheeks kept moving with meat stuffed in his mouth, and he had to pay some attention to Lu Shi.

I saw that her eyes were slightly lowered, and they seemed to contain sympathy for the people of the world, but they also seemed dull and without any emotion, as if she had seen through his disguise.

His heart tightened, and he stopped chewing, looking a little dazed.

Lu Shi said calmly: "Eating too much is bad for your health, don't eat too much."

Lu Ciyan shook his head and was about to say it was okay, but he saw that his master had already thrown the piece of meat in his hand away. The piece of meat drew an arc in the air and fell accurately into the mouth of a spiritual crane that had been waiting nearby.

He seemed surprised by Lu Shi's behavior, and seemed curious why a crane that witnessed him killing its own kind was not afraid of him and dared to appear in front of him.

He opened his mouth wide, watching the meat slip away from him, almost crying out in anxiety, "Master..."

"It's okay, there's still one left, let me roast it."

Lu Ciyan immediately wiped back the few tears she had pretended to shed, and sat obediently next to Lu Shi, looking at the fire.

Lu Shi placed the processed meat on the fire and roasted it at a constant speed with great patience.

During this time, she gave him a jade token.

"This is the jade token that every disciple has. One is kept at the sect, and one is given to each disciple."

"The two jade tokens are inductively connected to each other. They can tell if you are in danger and can also record the scene before your death."

At this point, Lu Shi paused for a moment and then suddenly added: "As long as the person is alive, the jade is there; when the person dies, the jade is shattered."

"Keep it for your kindness."

After saying that, Lu Shi handed him a storage bag, which could be transformed into any accessory to be carried on the body, and could also be used to store objects.

Compared to the jade token, Lu Ciyan was obviously more interested in the storage bag. He held it in his hand, looked at it here and there, touched it here and there, and couldn't let it go.

"You need to pledge your loyalty by shedding blood before you can open it."

Upon hearing this, Lu Ciyan bit his finger without hesitation, and a large drop of blood dripped onto it and was instantly absorbed by it.

He looked at the bag full of magic weapons and elixirs, and raised his head in disbelief, "Master, did you prepare all these for me?"

"You are my disciple."

She seemed to have no answer, yet seemed to have answered everything.

Lu Ciyan slowly tightened his grip on the storage bag.

But the next second, cool fingertips pried his hand open, and the bite on his finger suddenly stopped hurting.

She took out a clean white handkerchief and gently wiped his fingers.

"In the future, you must take care of your body and not act rashly."

Her voice was clear and cool, like the gurgling of cool spring water in a valley. She told him slowly and steadily to love himself.

This was the first time someone had said these words to him. It was just a small cut on his finger, not really a wound...

All he had heard before was: "If you want to survive, you have to fight and grab, even if it means getting hurt."

His grandfather looked down upon him as he was being bullied and warned him kindly, "I won't help you. Whether you live or die is none of my business. But if I were you, I would tear the skin off your body even if I had to die."

He always knew that his grandfather was just trying to provoke him, because his existence was a disgrace to their family and he was hoping for his own death.

However, despite this, he could not deny that there was some truth in those words.

Even if he died, he couldn't let the people who hurt him live easily.

But his master seemed different from the others...

"Understood, Master..."

He is not a fool, he will naturally love himself well.