Full of evil reborn male [Live]

"The raging fire burns your body. What is joy in life, and what is pain in death. For good and evil, there is only light. Joy and sorrow, all return to dust. Pity me, the world, there are so many sorrows..." Li Xian murmured Zhong Daxian was also somewhat taken aback by the words of a great sage with the surname of Jin in another world that Zhong Daxian relayed.

In the raging flames, those women who were bullied to death turned into a handful of ashes, and the horse bandit scouted the second treasure, knelt in front of the fire and wailed endlessly. Many people in the village were moved by him, and began to cry while wiping away their tears , For a while, the village was sobbing and desolate.

"Stop howling, pack up and prepare to go down the mountain!"

Master Li pressed his forehead and had a headache.

"Guoshanfeng" is a group of bandits who can be clearly divided. One kind is a thief and a thief, who eats, drinks, and does all kinds of evil things; Those who are bullied and squeezed, the most miserable are those young girls...

Most of the bandits and followers were killed or injured in this sudden attack. Under the strict order of Lord Li, after a rough screening, everything that could be cut was chopped off.

The rest... the old, the weak, the sick, and most of them were so skinny that only a handful of firewood bones remained. While weeping for the tragic fate of the past, and thanking them for being able to escape, they all sneaked admiring and grateful glances at this kind and benevolent person from time to time, It's so good, even such a peerless murderer as Zhao Dakuo, who said he would cut it off, would cut it off.

According to Zheng Qing's rough statistics, there are 510 seven people left in the cottage, most of them are civilians who were taken into captivity, or bandits who didn't show much evil and joined the party.

If they are left here—

Li Xian looked around, poor mountains and bad waters, steep cliffs, and no fertile land for cultivation. Obviously, this place used to rely on looting for a living, so they left. The rest of the people either starved to death or scattered, or gradually gathered bandits. Looting and doing evil, becoming a new gang.

Li Xian calculated the gains and losses, one guard was killed, and five were injured, all of which were caused by sneak attacks by bandits hiding in the dark; 500 people could eat food for about ten days, but they were burdened with 500 Open your mouth more.

Although this trip to suppress the bandits achieved the set goal, it made very little profit, and a few loyal subordinates were killed or injured. Seeing such a miserable state, it really makes people feel uncomfortable. Zhao Da's crotch dragged him, and killed him seventy or eighty times!

In the final analysis, there is still not enough training and insufficient battle experience.Sure enough, as Zhong Daxian said, practice hard and practice more, sweat more in peacetime, and bleed less in wartime.

It's just that since ancient times, those who are poor and rich in literature and martial arts, who want to learn sour literature, as long as they have books and someone to teach them, even children from poor families can go to school even if they are smarter.But this person who learns martial arts and exercises is not a rich family, so he can't afford it, why?

In the past, he only knew that people who practice martial arts are delicious, especially big fish and meat, if they don't eat better, they will lose their health.Now only after receiving advice from Zhong Daxian did I realize that there are all kinds of proteins in foods such as fish and meat, which must be supplemented after exhaustion of essence and blood. It is possible to urinate blood and hurt the kidneys, which will cause great losses.

Take a look at the cottage, most of the old millet, rotten sesame seeds and miscellaneous grains and wild vegetables are found, but the best polished rice, white noodles and meat are only enough for three to five people, and Mr. Li's brows are squeezed into walnut lines.

Zhongheng saw his young master staring at the food and the thieves, his hair seemed to explode with annoyance, he chuckled, shook his head, and went to deal with the retreat and transport matters, it seems that the remaining cottagers, Ah Xian I will still take it with a soft heart.

Zhong Heng clenched the "snatched" steel sword made of iron armor tightly in his hand, with a calm face.

Ah Xian's soft bodhisattva's heart can only be protected by the Shura blade in his hand. If Ah Xian wants the world to be peaceful and stable, he will fight for peace and stability!

Master Li struggled for a long time, and was dizzy from being swiped by the superiors, finally made a decision and shouted:

"Take it away, take it all away, take this broken village—"

Just about to ask the guards to burn down the cottage to avoid future troubles, Zhong Daxian appeared: [Wait! 】

"What?" Li Xian was a little puzzled.

[Because, guest officer, you spent 200 points to let my survey agency break the trap. This, this has a little remaining points, so I scanned the surrounding mountains and found a good thing, which can probably solve your recent or a period of time. Food problems during the period. 】

"Wait, when... have you been so kind?"

[Cough, this new food, the points are calculated separately, plus the marked location, introduction of characteristics and processing methods, etc., the package price is [-]. 】

Hearing this familiar formula and familiar words, Mr. Li was finally relieved, and threw out a thousand points angrily.

[Thank you for your patronage! 】

Zhong Ke smiled and opened a plant introduction and location distribution map.

Li Xian's eyes lit up, and an extremely realistic three-dimensional image of a plant appeared in the void above his eyelids, which slowly rotated 360 degrees, allowing him to see clearly, and the place where he gazed would automatically zoom in.

This is a shrub with slender palm-like leaves, purple-red, long and slender branches, and clusters of fruits, like small six-edged lanterns.The roots are thick and long cylindrical, with about seven or eight brown-purple rhizomes, crookedly squeezed together, and the tail is slender.

this thing...

Mr. Li, who didn't know the five grains and the crops, looked at it for a long time, thinking that this thing could be counted as grain. Is it the fruit or the leaves?You can't eat that ugly root, right?But if you really eat roots, the thick and plump rhizomes can really fill your stomach.

["Bitter wood poison" is a close relative of cassava. Compared with cassava that grows in tropical areas, it is more resistant to drought, barrenness, and cold. The roots are rich in starch... Well, it means that this thing is not too picky. All the land can be planted, and the climate in the northwest is barely suitable.They mainly eat roots, which contain more starch and other nutrients that can be absorbed by people, which are more than rice and wheat. 】

Li Xian raised his brows with joy, and quickly asked, "So good? Are there many of these things?"

[Many, the nearest ravine is full of pits and valleys. 】

"Hmph! This bunch of ignorant bandits are really guarding the treasure and screaming hungry!" Mr. Li angrily accused the bandits who were reckless, completely forgetting that they stared at the real food.

[Uh, there is a reason for this, of course. "Bitter wood poison" has this name, of course, because this plant is poisonous from head to toe, especially the fresh roots, which are poisonous if eaten. Of course, no one dares to eat it, and no one knows that this thing is a good food.Hundreds of years later, this food disappeared in Northwest China and Qinchuan, and later generations will not be able to eat it. 】

Li Xian was dumbfounded when he heard this, and couldn't find the right words to describe Zhong Daxian's shamelessness.

[Hahaha, it's poisonous and can't be eaten, but it's worth 1000 points, won't your conscience hurt the anchor? ! ]

[Tsk tsk, poor little Lizi, one pit after another, when will the pit stop? ]

[Hey, don't worry, don't worry!Everyone, and Ah Xian, am I, Zhong Ke, the kind of person who waits for money and doesn't talk about friendship?I said that this food is good food, and other people can't eat it. Can we still get rid of the poison? 】

This is...

Li Xian thought about it silently, although Zhong Daxian is cheating, there is really nothing he can't say, since he said that this thing can be good food, then it's not too late.

"Aheng, let them bury the pot to make food, and have a full meal at noon. In the afternoon, I will take these people to the mountains to find food."

Zhong Heng was a little surprised, going hunting at this time?It seems inappropriate, not to mention hunting a few wild animals, tossing for a long time, the mountain road is rough, most people can't travel at night, then it's too late to return to the caravan, and they must spend the night on this mountain.

"...It's not hunting." After thinking about it, Li Xian tried to explain everything he could to Zhong Heng, "You know, I have learned some secret methods of aliens, and when I visited this mountain, I discovered many things. It can be used as food, but people didn’t know it at the time. This thing grows all over the mountains and plains here, and the amount is huge. It’s a pity to waste it. I brought people to pick it together. After a rough calculation, there are always more than a few hundred stones.”

***

Hundreds of people rarely ate lunch, so they followed the young master's order and followed him to the nearby valley.

Because of their good performance, Erbao and Liao Laoliu were also untied from their shackles, got their hands on their heads, and followed the others to dig bushes. The young master said, this is food.

Liao Laoliu squinted his eyes and tried his best to look at the tree that the guard held up high. He looked around, and the more he looked, the more he looked like a "stinky poison". How can it be eaten as food? !

He stood up suddenly in a hurry, and was about to shout, but he heard the guard pointing at the thick root of the "stinky poison" and shouting again and again: "This thing is called 'bitter cassava', it mainly eats the roots, and it is poisonous. My young master's secret recipe can only be eaten after it has been poisoned, you must not steal it!"

In order not to make everyone worry too much when eating it, Li Xian borrowed the name of its close relative cassava and changed the name of this thing to a less scary-sounding name.

"...Be so good, so I want to eat this thick root and get rid of the poison. This noble son has profound magic skills!"

Liao Laoliu blinked, squatted down slowly, and suddenly dug up the ground vigorously, while calling to Erbao, who was holding his elder sister's gray jar, who was standing aside: "Erbao, don't be dazed, let your sister rest assured." Go, the young master will avenge us, that Zhao Dakui will be chopped off a few dollars!

This young master has great skills, even the 'stinky poison' that is scattered all over the mountains and plains can be made into food. We both learn to learn secretly. With this stuff to fill our stomachs, the old and young in the village can also eat half full. "

"...that's the master's secret recipe, can it be stolen? Besides, I don't know what to do with us!" Er Bao muttered, but in the end he carefully put down his elder sister, and waved the "bitter cassava" vigorously. .

As soon as you poke your head down, you can dig out thick and long rhizomes, and when you dig deep, you can dig out a lot of roots of different thicknesses, which are full and squeezed, and they may not weigh seven or eight catties.

From noon until dusk, everyone worked hard to dig the ground and dug up half of the "bitter cassava" nearby. The roots were piled up as high as a hill. Then the young master ordered a pause and went back to the village to camp.A few more guards were sent down the mountain to report the situation of the bandit suppression battle and the accommodation with the team members, and agreed to return in the afternoon in the Ming Dynasty.

During the period, there were also a few people who were overly hungry or very curious. Although they were repeatedly ordered not to steal food, they still gnawed a few mouthfuls of the root, and as a result, they vomited and became dizzy and weak.

The son didn't care too much, he asked people to pour gold juice into these guys to induce vomiting, and then poured a stomach full of herbal soup, although they were still limp and powerless, they were lying on the side, but their lives were safe.

The son said, this is the end of disobeying orders.

Er Bao looked at the stinking people, and quietly threw back the few roots that he secretly hid in his bosom.

The author has something to say: "The raging fire..." comes from "Yi Tian Tu Long Ji" written by Mr. Jin Yong.