Everything is so natural, as if the two are born relatives or old friends, and they don't need so much politeness to each other at all.

Qingfeng tore off a leg of mutton and handed it to the rabbit, the rabbit was not polite, opened his mouth and took a bite, the crispy and salty wild goat meat in the mouth, the rabbit's eyes suddenly straightened, as if he had forgotten to chew, he didn't continue to move for a long time, how could there be such a delicacy in this world?

The little rabbit straightened his neck, swallowed the wild goat meat in his mouth, didn't have time to taste it, and then opened his mouth wide and began to eat frantically, using both hands and mouth, while chewing, while babbling, looking at this eating posture, it didn't look like a teenage girl at all, but like a strong man who had been hungry for seven or eight days.

In fact, this can't be blamed on the madness of the bunnies, but because the barbecue made by Qingfeng is much better than their usual food. Life in the mountains and forests is still relatively primitive, and the way to eat is relatively simple, generally the prey that comes back is either roasted and eaten directly, or hung up and dried, and when there is a shortage of food, it is cut into pieces and boiled into porridge to eat, and it is already a luxury to be able to add a little salt at ordinary times.

Maybe it's because the girl in the mountains and forests eats a lot of food, or maybe it's because the delicacy made by the breeze is too tempting, and a wild goat was eaten half by the brute rabbit alone. It wasn't until he couldn't eat anymore that the little rabbit rubbed his stomach and looked at Qingfeng with admiration on his face: "Big brother, your barbecue skills are really good, can you teach me?"

Qingfeng smiled and said, "My barbecue skills are nothing remarkable, this wild goat meat can have such a good taste, mainly because my seasoning is relatively complete, if you like it, I can give you some of the seasoning." ”

Where's the spice? The little rabbit looked at the fire, and there didn't seem to be any spice piled up except for the dried branches and wild sheep skins and internal organs left over for the fire, and then he looked at Qingfeng's body, and found no pockets or parcels or other places where he could put a lot of spices.

Qingfeng flipped through his hand, took out several bottles and cans, and handed them to the little rabbit, who opened the lid and smelled it, which was very similar to the smell she had just smelled on the barbecue. She didn't know anything about the spices inside, except that one of them was similar to the salt they usually used, except that the salt in the jar was whiter and finer.

As Qingfeng continued to take out the seasoning, the doubts in the heart of the little rabbit became more and more serious, when she rescued Qingfeng, she and her grandfather checked, Qingfeng did not bring other things on his body, and even the clothes on his body now are old clothes that his grandfather did not wear, how can there be any seasoning? Qingfeng has been unable to move for more than two months, even if he is awake earlier than himself this morning, it is impossible for this barren mountain to get so many bottles and cans.

How did he put so many things on his body? How did he take them out? The little rabbit only saw Qingfeng's palm flip, and the seasoning appeared in his hand, as if by magic, but he couldn't find the trick in it when he looked closely, and finally couldn't help but be curious, and said, "Big brother, where did you get all your things from?"

"Things are taken out of the storage ring, which is a kind of storage magic weapon, which can be used to store things that are not used and then taken out when they are used. Qingfeng said, pointing to one of his fingers. As he spoke, a yellow ring appeared on Qingfeng's finger without warning.

The storage ring is worn on the finger, and it is automatically hidden when not in use, and ordinary people or low-level monks can't find it, and they can only see it if the owner deliberately shows him. It was the first time for the little rabbit to see such a magical thing, and he couldn't help but be surprised, and said: "I once heard my grandfather say that the demon clan adults living in the city have a kind of treasure called a storage bag, could it be the same kind of treasure as this storage ring?"

The storage bag is the lowest storage magic weapon, and the space is extremely small, how can it be compared with the storage ring? Demon cultivators are not good at alchemy and refining, presumably because they don't have too good storage magic weapons, so they will treat the lowest storage bag as a treasure.

Qingfeng didn't explain too much, but nodded and said, "Yes, it's all about the same, but the storage ring is better than the storage bag." ”

For the brute rabbits, those demon clan adults who live in the city are already high and powerful, and the storage bags they use are even more mysterious and abnormal, I didn't expect that this big brother in front of me actually has more powerful treasures than them, doesn't it mean that this big brother is more powerful than those demon clan adults? I didn't expect that a person I casually rescued turned out to be a great big man. No wonder his grandfather's medicine didn't work for him, but the mysterious geothermal pool repaired his meridians overnight.

The little rabbit looked at the breeze, his face was full of incredulity, he couldn't figure it out, how could such an ordinary person, who seemed to be a few years older than himself, how could he be a great big man? And he was saved by himself?

Qingfeng didn't wait for the brute rabbit to continue to ask, but took the initiative to introduce: "I am a monk, the Dao name Qingfeng, I was seriously injured when I encountered spatial turbulence when using the teleportation array, and I was randomly teleported here, I thought that my injury would take at least several years to recover, but I didn't expect you to send me here and let me repair the meridians overnight." ”

Teleportation array, spatial turbulence or something, the little rabbit has never heard of it, and he doesn't understand what it is, but since it was said by the big brother, it must be a great thing, and it is definitely not a mortal thing that can hurt a person like the big brother.

Qingfeng made his origin clear in a few simple words, and the little rabbit said: "Your name is Qingfeng, then I will call you Qingfeng big brother in the future." ”

Qingfeng looked at the innocent and lively Brute Rabbit, his eyes were full of pampering, and he gently touched her head, which was regarded as a tacit acquiescence to the title of Brute Rabbit, and he did not have the slightest dislike because he was a high-level monk and the other party was just an ordinary person who could not cultivate.

Knowing Qingfeng's identity, the little rabbit had something to ask, and after thinking about it for a long time, he said: "Brother Qingfeng, you said you are a monk, what is that monk?"

Monks and cultivators are very profound things, and they can't be explained in three or two sentences, so Qingfeng tried his best to explain in words that the brute rabbit could understand: "Monks are cultivators, ordinary people through cultivation, absorb and refine the aura into energy that they can use, so that ordinary people have the ability to surpass ordinary people." ”