Crane Chong dressed as a villain and a foolish king

Ai was afraid that Zhuang Heng would think that he was not doing his duty, so he hurriedly added: [Actually, I told you before, when you were surrounded and frightened and your soul flew away...]

Zhuang Heng: [Alright, don't keep emphasizing the fact that my soul flew away, thank you! ]

ai said: [Then do you want to see your big gift bag now? ]

Zhuang Heng rubbed the tips of his wings excitedly: [Of course! ]

AI helped him call up the system panel. Zhuang Heng looked at the blue | interface in the void, and found that there was an icon at the bottom. The icon was in the shape of a lucky bag. It should be the so-called "upgrade gift package". Click on the big gift bag, and the interface immediately switches to the inside of the gift bag. There is a simple shelf inside. There are a scoop of rice, a small handful of green vegetables, two eggs, a piece of lard, half a winter melon, and two potatoes on the shelf.

Zhuang Heng was so pleasantly surprised that his eyes lit up, and then his smile gradually disappeared: [This is the big upgrade—gift package?big?ha?Don't count on mutton and beef, so why don't you have a piece of pork belly, and you can give me a piece of lard?And this amount...]

Ai said: [Master, don't worry, the system will never cheat you. If there is a big gift bag, there will be a big gift bag. What you see now is the amount of today's day, and there will be more tomorrow!There will be more the day after tomorrow!Every day from now on!Randomly drop in different patterns!Eat as much as you want!It's just so freewheeling! ]

Zhuang Heng: [! ! ! ]

Zhuang Heng, who was stunned by the surprise, struggled to get up from the ground: [You can't donate to me, I want to touch my food. ]

ai: [Yes! ]

Zhuang Heng took a potato from the shelf with his mind, and the potato was separated from the panel, suspended in the night. Zhuang Heng lightly touched the potato with the tip of his wings like a rare treasure, and was so excited that he burst into tears: [It turned out to be true!Can touch!can eat!Really real potatoes!Oh, by the way, this is the amount for today, but today is almost over, so many dishes must be too much to eat, why don't I save the potatoes, it is not often written in time-travel novels that the protagonist brings potatoes and corn to ancient times Well, I guess there are no potatoes in this era, why not us...]

ai interrupted his imagination: [I can't master, what is falling now is ingredients, which are literally used for food, and the shelf life is only one day. If you don't eat today, it will rot tomorrow...]

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Today is not much time before the end, Zhuang Heng suddenly became nervous, he put the potatoes back on the shelf, took the three copper coins that he had withdrawn earlier, and quietly groped into the kitchen of this family. It was full, but the rice jar was empty, except for some millet left in the broken bowl on the table, which might be reflected in the porridge tomorrow morning.

Zhuang Heng originally wanted to put two copper coins to rent the kitchen, but he couldn't find a fire source at all. The main room next door was pitch black, and coughing could be heard from time to time. He was afraid of making noises that would wake them up, so he was about to leave. But when he passed the door of the main house, he suddenly heard voices coming from inside, and subconsciously stopped in his tracks.

The voice of an old lady came out with a cough: "Oh... life was better before, but these two years... ahem... since the city guard has changed people, let alone seeing a doctor and taking medicine, I have nothing to eat. It's..."

A man said in a rough voice: "If you want me to say, it's better for everyone to rush into the palace and kill the dog thief surnamed Ye!"

Zhuang Heng immediately became energetic, and hurriedly leaned under the window to listen carefully. The more he listened, the more pleasantly surprised he became: [Commander Ye, who they said is in charge of the entire abandoned city, should be the man who captured my little brother. An enemy's enemy is a friend. Maybe I can Collaborate with them! ]

ai reminds me to panic: [Can it work? ]

Zhuang Heng listened to the corner for a while, wondering if he was lucky. Although this family is poor, it is quite attractive among the poor. According to the man, he has already assembled a group of brothers under his command, just waiting for him With just one order, he can rush into the palace to die. Zhuang Heng wants to choose a partner. This kind of person who can become the local boss is a good choice.

The coughing sound in the room gradually subsided, and the old lady was probably about to fall asleep. Not long after, the door opened with a creak, and Zhuang Heng immediately flew up to the roof. He poked his head out after hearing footsteps, and saw a tall but not What a strong man came out to the back of the room to urinate.

Zhuang Heng opened the panel and took out an egg from the lucky bag. Because he could use his thoughts instead of his hands, he directly controlled the egg to float in mid-air. When the man finished untying his hands and was about to go back to the house, he let the egg float to the man's side. The man turned his head and looked at it. Seeing a round thing floating faintly in front of my eyes, I was so frightened that I fell to the ground with a voice of "Aww". After seeing clearly that it was an egg, I got up excitedly.

The voice of the old lady came from the room: "Son, what's the matter?"

The man stared at the egg tightly, swallowed hard, and his voice trembled with excitement: "Mother, it's okay, just wait, I'll bring you food later!"

The old lady muttered, "What are you talking about in your sleep?"

Zhuang Heng felt that the man was very filial when listening to the corner of the wall before, and now he believed in his eyes even more. When he saw the man reaching out to grab the egg, he hurriedly controlled the egg to fly upwards. Only then did the man realize that something was wrong, and asked Looking up, Zhuang Heng was afraid that he would be exposed, so he quickly moved the egg down. The man stretched out his hand again, and the egg slipped away from his hand, drifting away.

The excitement in the man's heart gradually subsided, replaced by anxiety and fear of the unknown. He rubbed his hands and took a deep breath, and bravely tried to get the eggs again, but he failed to catch them after several attempts. Looking at the dark night around, I was so scared that I knelt on the ground with a "plop", and began to kowtow to the air: "All gods and ghosts, please forgive me, the villain did not intend to offend, the villain just fainted from hunger for a while, the villain No more eggs, no more!"

As he said that, he got up and wanted to hide in the house.

Zhuang Heng hastily put down the copper coins in his mouth, and said softly, "It's okay, if you're very hungry, I'll give you something to eat."

The man who had already stepped into the threshold with one foot froze.

Zhuang Heng happily said to ai: [Hey, this voice is very familiar, it seems to be exactly like mine. ]

The man couldn't resist the temptation of the egg, and tentatively stepped out that foot again, turned around and carefully looked around, and then looked at the sky: "Is...is it a fairy?"

Zhuang Heng tried his best to keep his voice as light as possible, creating a sense of mystery in the night: "Hehe, I came from the fairy island in the East China Sea. I went to visit the immortal friends in the west sky. I passed by here to ask for a drink for my mount. I don't know you Do you want to?"

The man looked dreamy, and after a long time of stuttering, he said: "Wish, yes!"

Zhuang Heng continued: "I don't want to take your things for nothing. I will give you this egg as a token of my gratitude."

The man was stunned for a long time before he came back to his senses, then knelt down on the ground with a "plop", kowtowed his head a few times, got up and ran to the kitchen to scoop water, fearing that the immortal's mount would think his house was unclean, so he washed his hands and bowl first Once again, it was filled with water and brought out tremblingly, knelt on the ground and raised it above his head, suppressing his excitement and saying: "Please drink water from the fairy mount!"

Zhuang Heng saw that he had spilled almost half a bowl of water from the shaking, and said, "Don't be so solemn, just put it on the ground."

The man hurriedly lowered the bowl, lay on his stomach and wiped the ground with his sleeve before putting the bowl down.

Zhuang Heng flew down with the most elegant posture. After landing, he strutting with his head held high, walked slowly to the side of the water bowl, bowed his head to drink a few mouthfuls under the shocked gaze of the man, raised his head after drinking, and let the egg float in front of the man , After the man carefully stretched out his hand to hold it, he turned around and spread his wings to fly into the night sky. After flying around, he flew back secretly, and landed quietly on the roof.

The man knelt on the ground, holding the egg like a rare treasure, and wept heavily. After crying, he wiped his face with his sleeve, got up and hurried into the kitchen.

ai suddenly reminded: [Oh, by the way, master, the ingredients of the big gift bag can only be used for live broadcasting, and the system will judge it as a waste if it is not live broadcasted. If one kind of food is wasted, one day’s gift bag will be deducted, and the live broadcast permission will be closed for one day, and two kinds of waste will be wasted. Just deduct two days, and so on. ]

Zhuang Heng: […]

AI said: [I'll start the live broadcast for you now! ]

Zhuang Heng resigned to his fate, so he had to let him start the live broadcast. At the same time, he flew down from the roof and followed the man into the kitchen.

The man was reluctant to light the lamp, he didn't notice it at first, and after lighting the kindling in the stove, he saw his figure through the light, and was so frightened that he wanted to kneel again, Zhuang Heng hurriedly stretched out his wings to stop him.

At this time, the time displayed in the live broadcast room is 08:30 in the evening. It is the time when the working dog is exhausted and holding his mobile phone or tablet salty fish. There was no clue, people came in and out from time to time, and when the fire in the stove burned up and Zhuang Heng and the man could barely be seen in the camera, the number of people gradually stabilized and remained at a dozen or so.

Zhuang Heng was not thinking about the live broadcast today. Some viewers asked why his little brother was not there last time. He explained that he had diarrhea, and he didn’t talk much after that. He only occasionally used subtitles to explain a few sentences when the man was steaming eggs, because the man was in a hurry. "It's very real, and the audience also find it interesting to watch.

The eggs were steamed quickly, and the man brought the egg custard to the old lady. The mother and daughter pushed each other, crying while eating, and the audience in the live broadcast room were stunned.

Barrage [-]: (Flower) Do Nima have to work so hard to do live broadcast now?

Barrage [-]: (Flower) The empathy ability of the actors is so strong, I even cried...

Barrage [-]: (Flower) Their accent is the same as that of the little brother last time, what dialect is it?

Barrage [-]: (flower) I don't care, I want to see my little brother!

The mother and daughter finished eating the egg custard, and the man went to the kitchen to wash the dishes. Zhuang Heng stood on the roof and sighed.

The man ran out in surprise and looked at the sky: "Isn't the fairy still gone?"

"Alas... I can't leave..." Zhuang Heng pondered for a while, and then spoke again when the man showed doubts, "You don't know something, a disciple under me went down to practice, and I passed here this time because I don't know what to do. Don't worry, I wanted to see him, but unexpectedly he was framed by traitors and locked in a dark dungeon, alas!"

The man was taken aback: "There is such a thing? Xianjun wants to rescue him?"

Zhuang Heng sighed: "He went down to practice, but now he is just an ordinary person, he doesn't recognize me, I can't interfere, it will harm him... Huh? I think that little friend has the appearance of a nobleman, a person who does great things... ..."

The man had no doubts about his identity. Hearing what he said, his heart was pounding with excitement. When he thought of the egg, he was a little eager to try: "I don't know who the disciple of Xianjun is? Where are you now? If the villain If you can help, I will do my best.”

Zhuang Heng hesitated for a while: "This..."

The man's heart instantly rose to his throat.

Zhuang Heng sighed: "I'm afraid you won't be able to help him. He is now locked in the abandoned palace, guarded by heavy soldiers. Although he will be escorted to the road soon, he may find a chance to save him on the road, but your fists are hard to come by." The enemy's sword, if you go, you will die in vain."

When the man heard that he was imprisoned in the palace, he was very excited: "Did Xianjun's disciple fall into the hands of a dog surnamed Ye? If it is on the road, I can find someone to go with me!"

Zhuang Heng was pleasantly surprised: "Huh? Are you sure you can do it?"

The man nodded heavily: "It's true! The fairy has a kindness to the villain, and the villain must cut him down for the fairy!"

Zhuang Heng said: "It's just an egg, it's nothing. Since you are willing to save my disciple from fire and water, I can't repay you. I can only give you some more food."

As his words fell, another handful of green vegetables and a ladle of rice floated in the night. The man stretched out his hand to take the green vegetables in a daze. In a clean bowl, the wooden scoop disappeared out of thin air.

The man's hands trembled uncontrollably: "This is... rice? Is this rice that only nobles can eat?"

Zhuang Heng: [Wow!How miserable, has he never eaten white rice? ]

The man's nose was wet with tears, and he carefully put the green vegetables and rice bowls on the kitchen table. When he came out, he knelt down and kowtowed again. After kowtowing, he looked up, and there was another egg, two potatoes, half a winter melon, A piece of suet.

Zhuang Heng said: "All these are for you, you go share them with your brothers and eat them up, so that you will have strength tomorrow."

The man was so excited that he picked up a potato: "This...what is this?" Then he picked up a winter melon, "What kind of melon is this?" Then he picked up pork suet, "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo...what is this?" !"

Zhuang Heng said: "Let's eat tonight, don't delay until tomorrow, if you don't know how to cook, I can make my mount a little bit better."

The man swallowed hard, he really wanted to share it with his brothers, but it would be too wasteful to eat so much, but Xianjun had already spoken, and he dared not not listen, so he could only respectfully kowtow in agreement, and then I got up and put these ingredients into the bamboo basket, covered it tightly with a cloth, ran out after covering it, and led a group of people to the house not long after.

"Brother, did a god really send you delicious food? Have you been cheated?"

"Impossible! You'll believe it in a while, Xianjun's mount is a crane, and that crane knows everything, and even teaches us how to cook!"

"Really? It turned out to be a crane!"

A group of people talked in a low voice, excitedly ran into the kitchen of the man's house, looked around the bamboo basket by the faint moonlight, and sobbed one by one.

"If there are cranes, it must be true. The national teacher has said that the cranes can reach the heavens directly. They are the messengers of the immortal family. It cannot be faked!"

At this moment, Zhuang Heng stood on the roof and snorted forcefully, which shocked everyone, they looked outside, and frantically tried to hide the bamboo basket, the man stretched out his hand to stop him: "Don't be nervous, it's Xianjun. "

Everyone was stunned, and hurriedly ran out to see. There was no one in the night, only the willow tree in front of the door swayed gently in the wind. Everyone was excited and scared.

The man said nervously: "But we said something wrong and offended Xianjun, please let Xianjun know."

Zhuang Heng lowered his voice and said righteously: "The national teacher is just a bluffing and deceitful person, why have you ever thought about the common people in the world? If you compare me with that guy again, I don't need your help!"

When the words came out, everyone was shocked.

You must know that the national teacher is the authoritative spokesperson of the gods in the eyes of the people, and his reputation cannot be underestimated. Zhuang Heng stood on the opposite side of the national teacher as soon as he came up, and even Ai broke into a cold sweat for him: [Master... Are we ...step by step, slowly? ]

Zhuang Heng also regretted a little: [Wan Duzi, what should I do if I pretend too much? ]

The leading man suddenly said: "Xianjun is right. If the national teacher is really a good person, why do we live in more and more hardships every day? From today, we only recognize the fairy king, not the national teacher!"

Zhuang Heng was shocked: [Fuck!This dude is so enlightened!It's a talent! ]

The man in the lead awakened the dreamer with a single word, and everyone said in unison after returning to their senses: "That's right, we only recognize the immortal monarch, not the national teacher!"

The old lady in the room called weakly: "Son, what are you doing?"

The man walked into the room and said, "It's okay, mother, you can go to sleep."

Everyone raised their heads and looked at the night sky expectantly. Seeing how quickly they turned against each other, Zhuang Heng was full of doubts: [Do you think they are donkeys?They just eat for that one bite, right? ]

Ai said: [Who doesn't want to eat in one bite. ]

After thinking about it, Zhuang Heng thought it made sense: [That's right, let him go, save the little brother first! ]

He smiled and said to the bottom: "You don't have to be like this, I am just a passing visitor."

The man said again: "Then we will recognize Xianjun's disciple!"

Zhuang Heng: "..."

It's over, too much acting, guys.

Everyone showed their loyalty, and seeing that Zhuang Heng stopped talking, they got up one after another and started busy with meals. Seeing that they couldn't cook lard, Zhuang Heng discussed cutting up the lard to make soup, and hurriedly flew from the roof Go down and give pointers.

The filter of the believers is very thick. Although Zhuang Heng's red-crowned crane is thin and thin, it is absolutely immortal in the eyes of everyone. His wings point to the east, and these people will never dare to run west.

With Zhuang Heng's guidance, the meal was very successful. Stir-fried vegetables with lard residue, potato and egg soup, roasted wax gourd, and bibimbap with lard were put on the table one by one. The strong aroma wafted from the kitchen, and everyone was a little flustered. For fear of waking up the irrelevant people from their sleep, they hurriedly gobbled up the bowl and shared some while eating. Block the aroma, and find a guy to cover the food tightly while talking.

The entire meal was broadcast live, and the viewers in the live broadcast room were so happy that they saved and shared it one after another. Zhuang Heng's points suddenly soared to more than 200, making ai crazy with joy.

Zhuang Heng looked at the sky sadly at 45 degrees: [I feel that they are not watching the food live broadcast. ]

Ai weakly said: [How about... let's make a sand sculpture tag? ]

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