Could it be that he can really only drink cold water and wait for the night to come?

After only thinking about about a third of the time, Duan Shaojun's eyes rolled reverently, and when he saw that the chef was still busy, he went out lightly, and then slipped into the back kitchen.

glanced at the cabbage and tofu that were still raw, and by the way, there wasn't even an old cigarette knife (the local name for smoked meat). But also, a vote of monks, if you hang an old cigarette knife here, wouldn't it be tempting to commit a crime?

After thinking about it, Duan Shaojun quickly got the flint and the fire sickle, then pulled half a piece of oiled paper, took some salt, and spices such as star anise cloves, and then went to the rice jar and took out a handful of rice and made a small bowl. After thinking about it, he ran to the firewood room in the backyard to get an ax and a straw rope about ten meters long, and then slipped out from the back of the temple.

But he was sure that no one was following him, Duan Shaojun carried his axe and walked towards the dense forest not far away. Grandma's, these days, it's either tofu or cabbage or pumpkin and winter melon, and Duan Dagongzi, who has always been meatless, has long faded out of his mouth.

If you don't take this opportunity today to get two fat grouses to satisfy your hunger, wouldn't you be too sorry for your belly, which is so empty that you can only hear the sound of gastric juice.

After coming to the small lake next to the dense forest, Duan Shaojun picked up the axe and began to make traps. The ability to catch sparrows when I was a child has finally come in handy now.

In a short period of effort, a basket made of willow twigs had already taken shape, and in order to ensure sufficient weight, Duan Shaojun even made a sandwich at the bottom of the basket and stuffed a few pebbles into it.

Carrying this basket, I came to the place where I often saw grouse's haunts a few days ago, and then I installed the trap and sprinkled rice on both the outside and inside of the trap.

After that, Duan Shaojun squatted behind the bushes ten meters away from the trap, holding the other end of the straw rope in his hand, and began to wait patiently.

A few minutes later, a fat grouse got into the basket in a daze, Duan Shaojun pulled it hard, and this grouse, which was afraid that it had to be more than four catties, became a turtle in the urn.

The obsessive grouse was already in hand, and Duan Shaojun, who was humming a little song, squatted on the edge of the pond and began to open his stomach, wipe the seasoning, and bake it on the fire. The swiftness of his hands and feet is like a thief who steals chickens all year round.

I have to say that the loss is in ancient times, and this is the territory of the temple, and the monks can't eat meat, so in the mountains and forests in this area, not to mention the grouse, there are also a lot of hares.

Of course, further inside, there are also bears and wild boars, and Duan Shaojun met a lot in the mountains and forests a few days ago. However, it is also thanks to his senior traveler that he did not buy a fake certificate online, but walked out on his own feet. So every time I can turn danger into a disaster, I finally get out of the mountains and forests alive, and as a result, I naturally met the old thief who was more fierce than thieves and beasts.

On one side of the broken thoughts, on the other side roasted fat grouse, drops of grease dripped on the fire, raising a small flame, exuding a smell of oil and pine wood.

Turning the grouse carefully so that it doesn't burn but still makes it crispy and shiny is definitely a technical job.

People who don't often have experience in the wild can't really do this job. Looking at the grouse in his hand bubbling with oil beads, the sound of sizzling was endless, and the burnt fragrance entered his nose, making the hungry Duan Shaojun feel that his saliva was about to flow into a river.

At this time, I saw a slender crimson figure appear not far away. It was Ximen Chuchu, who was rescued by Duan Shaojun from the bottom of the pool, and the clothes on his body had been changed, only to see that the light skirt was tightly wrapped, the figure was exquisite, and the beautiful face was hiding a little anger, like a green onion, holding a short sword out of the sheath, and angrily slashing the shrubs and weeds he encountered with the sword, this sword was also sharp enough, and when the sword was cut horizontally, he saw that the bushes were flying sideways, and the weeds were like shaving heads.

Seeing that Duan Shaojun couldn't help swallowing his saliva, he scolded the old thief in his heart for not being righteous, but he was silent on the surface, and secretly ruthless, if you don't let your brother be quiet, my brother will make your temple not peaceful.

I saw Ximen Chuchu gritting his silver teeth and slashing around, getting closer and closer, but stopped at the end of the pond, seemed to be sniffing the air, and then his shining eyes fell on Duan Shaojun, who was sitting cross-legged and roasting grouse.

"Are you...... Monk? Simon Chuchu sniffed the tempting scent, and looked curiously at the handsome young man on the other side of the pond, with only a few inches of hair on his head, and an old robe, but in his hand a fat grouse was being smoked.

"The female benefactor is right, Lao Kemeng...... Ahem, the poor monk is called the dream relic, and he is the younger brother of the abbot of this temple. Duan Shaojun naturally refused to bewitch the old thief in a dream.

But he is not very old, so he can only call himself a junior disciple and a dream character, which can make Duan Shaojun think of the name of Dream Relic for the first time, naturally because the title of Dream Relic is extremely dazzling on the Internet in later generations.

"Dreams? What a strange name...... You look young, but you're actually the junior brother of Master Dream? Ximen Chuchu frowned slightly, and her pretty nose wrinkled cutely.

"The poor monk's face is tender, so he looks young." Duan Shaojun subconsciously touched his handsome face, and couldn't help but feel a little emotional. For the first time, I felt that being young was a burden, and it was difficult to pretend to be old.

Ximen Chuchu's pretty face was even more flushed, as if the sun was basking in the sun, and he was infected by Duan Shaojun's handsome and sunny breath. His gaze also moved away from Duan Shaojun's face and landed on the grouse, which was already golden brown, and the tempting fragrance turned out to be here.

"You are the junior brother of Uncle Monk, why have I never seen you?" Ximen Chuchu looked at the grouse and swallowed his saliva secretly.

"The poor monk has been a monk since he was a child, and he has always liked to travel the world, and he has been many years now, and he just visited his senior brother a few days ago." Duan Shaojun held the roasted brown and crispy grouse in one hand, and held it on his chest with one palm.

"Since you are a monk, you are not allowed to enter the meat, why do you ......" Ximen Chuchu seemed to feel that he was not very ladylike with a sword, so he quickly put the sword back in the sheath and put it behind him, and the more he looked at the buttery and shiny grouse, the more he felt that his stomach was empty.

Also, because of falling into the water, I missed the noon meal, and after that, I listened to my own maid's whistleblower and was busy getting angry, so how could I have the leisure to eat.

Now, destroying flowers and cutting grass has finally eliminated the boredom in my heart, coupled with the attractive fragrance of the fat grouse all the time, which makes Ximen Chuchu, a pretty girl who stands tall and beautiful, feel more and more hungry.

"Huh...... The female benefactor said this badly. Poor monks travel all over the world, naturally there is something to wrap their stomachs, what to eat, if they have to pay attention to what meat is fishy for food, how can they have time to study Buddhism? As the so-called wine and meat pass through the intestines, the Buddha can stay in the heart. Duan Shaojun may not be able to do anything else, but that mouth has been hard tempered by several years of marketing work, and he is definitely the master who can coax the birds in the sky into the pot and pluck them himself.

And when he speaks, he has a righteous face, even if he doesn't look like a high-ranking monk, at least he looks upright.

"Wine and meat have passed through the intestines, and the Buddha stays in the heart? ......" Ximen Chuchu chewed on these two profound brown words, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that it made sense. Then, the sound of drumming echoed around the pond.

Ximen Chuchu's pretty face suddenly turned red as if it had been smeared with rouge, and his neck, which was as smooth as jade, was also smeared with a layer of seductive red. The picturesque eyebrows and eyes, and the pretty and seductive beaded lips all have a shy style.

The beauty is charming and shy, the most seductive and soulful, and the pretty face is so ashamed that she almost buried it in the bulging ****. Seeing that Duan Shaojun's eyes were straight, he quickly came to his senses. Thinking that this girl was still shouting and killing herself in the temple just now, it is better to stay away from her, although the beauty is good, the price of life is higher. After glancing at the grouse in his hand, which was too ripe to be cooked, Duan Shaojun said hypocritical kind words in his mouth: "There are no bowls and no chopsticks here, if this female donor doesn't dislike it......"

"Don't dislike it, it tastes so fragrant, I'm sorry, Master Mengyi, the little woman has not finished the rice at noon today, but there is not even a grain of cooked rice in the temple, so I can only disturb you, master." Ximen Chuchu quickly interrupted Duan Shaojun's words, and quickly approached and squatted down.

A pair of black and white apricot eyes stared closely at the grouse in Duan Shaojun's hand, the blush on his face had not yet faded, the red lips opened slightly, and the lilac tongue licked the red lips unconsciously. The mature **** trembled lightly with her movements, like two disobedient rabbits in her arms, and Duan Shaojun felt dry when she saw it.

“…… The poor monk has no chopsticks here. Duan Shaojun secretly rolled his eyes, and looked at this beautiful little girl who didn't understand what kind words were.

"It's okay, you can eat barbecued game without chopsticks." The little girl swallowed her spit, and pulled out the sword in her sheath with a choked sound, scaring Duan Shaojun on the spot, could it be that this little bastard is trying to let herself relax her vigilance, and after approaching, it is just to take my head at this moment?

Before Duan Shaojun could react, he saw a flash of cold excitement, and the wooden stick in his hand wearing a grouse was divided into two parts with the grouse.

Then, the sword was unsheathed, stretched out his hand, and the half-cut branch that was still wearing half of the ** was already held by Ximen Chuchu's slender hand like white jade.

His eyes fell on Duan Shaojun's face, and he blinked mischievously, as if he was a little embarrassed, but also as if he was secretly smiling proudly. "The master is sorry, the little woman is in a hurry."

“…… It doesn't matter. Duan Shaojun reached out and touched the cold sweat on his forehead, muddy, scared Lao Tzu, this girl shouldn't have done it on purpose, right?

Ximen Chuchu looked really hungry, and after blowing a few blows, he began to nibble, nodding while eating. said vaguely: "The grouse you roasted is really good, it's so fragrant." ”