jdhmnovel Chapter 171 Is it possible that I cooked it?
Chapter 171 Is it possible that I cooked it?
"Brother, don't be afraid." Su Ning approached him step by step: "I'll give you a few injections and I guarantee that your leg will be cured."
This needle was snatched from Song Shaoqian.
When she asked him what it was used for, he kept hesitating and refused to tell the truth. As long as it was not used to sew pants, she would accept it.
In order to avoid being stabbed to death in bed, Du Changlin made up an excuse: "Junior sister, don't do acupuncture, my legs are reacting."
I could have lived a few more years.
Just because of such a thick needle, he lost his life.
"Really?" Su Ning couldn't believe it.
She reacted to a scare like this? I guess I should scare her more often in the future. Maybe one day I can push her to sit in a wheelchair.
Du Changlin nodded: "Really."
"In that case, let me help you take a look." Su Ning took out a big hammer again and wanted to knock on his legs to test his flexibility.
But Du Changlin saw that she changed from a needle to a big hammer.
There was a moment of suffocation.
He hurriedly shouted: "Junior sister, I am sleepy, you go back first, my legs are feeling better now, I need to rest well."
"That's right." Su Ning felt that what he said made sense.
She put away the hammer and took the initiative to take care of her brother.
Decided to give him some good nourishment.
Looking at Du Changlin who was eager for him to leave, she said seriously: "Brother, I will go and stew some chicken for you to replenish your body."
"go quickly."
Du Changlin thought about it and felt that it was feasible.
It's better than her staying here and scaring him with all kinds of weapons.
"okay."
As soon as she left, Du Changlin covered his face with his hands, wondering what he was thinking.
After a long time, he raised his head, his eyes no longer had the usual decadence, he slowly stood up from the bed, and those legs.
It doesn't look like it can't stand at all.
At this time, a figure appeared from behind the pillar in the room and knelt on one knee: "Your Highness, there is a clue to what you want."
"You said."
……
the other side.
Su Ning walked around the sect but didn't see any chickens. It wasn't because they were all eaten, but because few people in the sect raised livestock, except for Old Deng.
Keep cold-blooded animals.
"Coo coo." Passing by Yang Cheng's yard, she heard the sound of pigeons from inside. Su Ning's eyes suddenly lit up and she turned back.
"When did this old Deng start raising pigeons?"
do not care.
Apart from their different names, chickens and pigeons look similar.
She sneaked into his yard. Lao Deng should have gone out at this time. Su Ning searched for a long time and finally found him in a small corner.
Found a grey pigeon.
She pounced on it directly, but the pigeon flapped its wings and flew to the other side. Su Ning pounced on it in vain, but this was not the most important thing.
Mainly the dead pigeon.
Su Ning made a mocking sound and rolled up his sleeves immediately: "I don't believe I can't catch you today!"
Unbearable.
A stinky pigeon dares to laugh at her, it must have been used as a snack before!
I tried several times but failed.
"Damn pigeon!" Su Ning was almost exhausted and didn't know what to do. She thought of the smaller version of Shi Yan's prototype.
It is a soft and cute little red chicken.
Phew, it’s a little phoenix.
If he is said to be a chicken, he will turn against you. In fact, it is just his smaller form, difficult to distinguish between male and female, so he can seduce the pigeon.
She could attack from behind.
Su Ning called Shi Yan privately: "Xiao Yanyan got up and seduced."
"..."
Junzhi felt a little nauseous.
"Can you be a little more normal? You're screaming so disgustingly."
"I'm not calling you, why are you joining in the fun?"
"..."
When Shi Yan learned that he, a divine beast, was asked to seduce a pigeon, he immediately refused: "I don't know how to seduce."
More than that.
He has always been a cool and aloof person, how could he possibly seduce someone?
"I'll teach you... No, just stand there, and I guarantee that dead pigeon will be fascinated by you." Su Ning almost let the cat out of the bag.
She also doesn't seduce.
With her undeveloped figure, no one is interested in her even if she seduces him.
"Is it that simple?"
"Or do you think that you beasts are more lustful than humans?"
Shi Yan: “…” Was he being humiliated?
Anyway, you don’t have to do anything yourself.
Shi Yan stood over there and combed his feathers.
Sure enough, the pigeon clucked twice and walked towards Shi Yan with small steps, trying to express its love in bird language.
Su Ning grabbed its ankle.
"Hahaha, you dead pigeon, you finally fell into my hands."
"..."The pigeon was struggling desperately, but Su Ning had caught it with great difficulty, so how could she not feel sorry for it just because of its struggle?
Su Ning grabbed the pigeon and went to the sect kitchen.
It was not time to eat yet and there was no one in the kitchen, so Su Ning started cooking for the second time in her life.
After her efforts, the pigeon soup was finally ready.
She couldn't wait to show off to Du Changlin.
As soon as he left the house, someone came to the kitchen and saw the hair in the pot. He wondered, "Who cooked something here?"
Why don't you pluck the hair when cooking?
Is this what it means to be tasty? Is the original flavor the best?
"Senior Brother." Su Ning came to Du Changlin, carrying the soup. As soon as she came in, she saw him sitting in a wheelchair reading a book.
She put the soup in front of him.
Du Changlin was also surprised: "It's done so quickly?"
It's less than half an hour away.
There wouldn't be enough time to process it, and how could she finish it so quickly? He put down the book and suddenly felt a little expectant.
"Dang dang dang." Su Ning lifted the lid of the pot.
A whole pigeon was revealed inside, which was cooked to medium-rare and still covered in hair. It was really stingy.
I guess one bite will leave a mouthful of fur.
Du Changlin's mouth twitched: "Junior sister, don't you know how to cook?"
Who cooks hairy things without plucking the hairs?
This was also the first time he had seen such a bizarre operation, and he learned a lot.
"No." Su Ning shook her head and looked at him sincerely: "But for my brother, I can cook for you every day."
Du Changlin: “…” No need, he’s seen enough.
It's also hard to swallow.
After a long while, he suggested in a friendly way: "Junior sister, you should focus on cultivation now and put the rest aside."
"Then how could..."
"Who touched my pigeon?" She was about to say, but the next second, Yang Cheng came over angrily to catch the thief who stole the pigeon.
Su Ning calmly used her body to block the pigeon.
"..." Du Changlin was silent. Thinking of the medium-rare pigeon, he roughly guessed that his junior sister must have caught it in the master's yard.
Now it's time to find someone.
"Maybe it flew out to find food." Seeing that Lao Deng was about to suspect her again, Su Ning lied without blushing or beating her heart.
He has no evidence.
If she didn't admit it, he couldn't do anything to her.
"Do you think everyone is as greedy as you?"
"What's wrong with me being greedy? Is Master jealous of my good appetite?"
"..."
Unable to find any clues here, Yang Cheng could only go somewhere else, but he suddenly noticed a small tuft of pigeon feathers behind her.
He pretended to leave.
In fact, he teleported behind Su Ning and looked at the pigeon that died with its eyes wide open. He was furious: "You traitor! You actually drowned my pigeon?"
He finally raised a carrier pigeon so that he could write letters to people.
Just drowned like that?
"Is it possible that I cooked it?" Su Ning stammered.