Passersby Through the Cannon Fodder of the End Times

Ye Qingyu opened an exquisite animal skin bag embroidered with primitive patterns, and slid through the rows of carving knives with his bare hands. This is a set of carving knives for the spirit pattern jade, from the Great Hall of Inheritance.

Ye Qingyu liked this set of carving knives very much. Every time he wanted to carve spirit-pattern jade, he took out the carving knives he needed from it, which was also a kind of enjoyment.

Sometimes, Ye Qingyu wanted to pass on the inheritance in the hall, and it was a waste to be won by her and Shen Ye. Because these inheritances come from everyone who specializes in various skills. Even this whole set of carving knives can reach a rank that can be used as a magic weapon for one's life.

Ye Qingyu took out a carving knife and started carving on a piece of spiritual jade. Ye Qingyu sculpted very carefully, because she couldn't use the supernatural powers, so she could only carve patterns on the jade with a little bit of effort. This speed is thousands of times slower than usual. When your hands are tired and sore, stop and rest. Ye Qingyu spent a lot of energy to finish carving a piece of spiritual jade.

In order to eat, she also fights. In fact, it wasn't just for eating, she couldn't use the power in the future, so she had to try to solve the problem.

Ye Qingyu picked up a black stone, held it in his hand and squeezed it, replaced it with a carving knife and scraped some powder from the black stone. Ye Qingyu filled all the powder in a small bottle.

Ye Qingyu sprinkled a little black powder on the carved spirit pattern jade, and finally touched a box of matches. Compared to lighters, Ye Qingyu prefers matches, so Ye Qingyu has collected a lot of matches before.

However, since you can use spells and sparks, these massively harvested matches can only be used to press the bottom of the box. Now, I didn't expect it to come in handy here.

"Stab!" With a sound, Ye Qingyu lightened the match smoothly. Carefully ignited the black powder on the spiritual pattern jade, these powders surged with spiritual power, and instantly a blue flame lit up from the spiritual pattern jade.

Ye Qingyu used a branch to push the spirit pattern jade burning with dazzling flames under the firewood.

"boom!"

"Successful!" Ye Qingyu looked at the lit firewood, and finally smiled comfortably.

Ye Qingyu was stirring the bubbling milky white fish soup with "Cuckoo" while calculating the mud dumplings that were being tested underground.

"Where did the materials come from?"

"Ah!" Ye Qingyu was too devoted, and a sudden voice came from her ear. She was startled, her hand shook, and she almost threw the soup spoon in her hand.

"Senior, are you back? Uh, these materials were in my storage bag before."

The old woman looked at the soup in the soup pot, without words, stepped back to the room.

Ye Qingyu didn't understand what the old woman meant, shook his head, and focused on the soup pot again. Ye Qingyu scooped a spoonful of fish soup and let out a cry. Ye Qingyu squinted his eyes happily, and it tasted better than what he had done before.

In fact, it may be better than before. She can't use abilities now, nor can she use abilities to smooth out materials, at best, she can only say that it is a familiar taste. Because many materials for this meal have been processed before.

When the Lingyu soup was ready, Ye Qingyu used a branch to crack open the three mud dumplings in the ground.

Ye Qingyu hit the mud dumplings with the branches, breathed, blowing his hands, and pushed aside the long-eared jade rabbit wrapped in layers.

"Sizzle!" A burst of scent of meat mixed with lotus root rushed to his face. Ye Qingyu tore off a piece of meat and couldn't wait to eat it. Because it was too hot, this piece of meat went around in the mouth several times.

Slippery but not greasy, fragrance overflows! Ye Qingyu narrowed his eyes with enjoyment of this smell.

No matter how delicious it was, Ye Qingyu hadn't lost his mind yet. Ye Qingyu served the old woman a bowl of Lingyu soup and peeled off another muddy dumpling. After installing it with a small tray, Ye Qingyu knocked on the door of the old woman's room.

"senior."

"come in."

Ye Qingyu opened the door and stepped into the old woman's room she had never entered.

Even though he had seen many formations in the world of cultivating immortals, Ye Qingyu stepped into the old woman's room and was still stunned. I looked at a small thatched house outside, but inside, there was a strange cave.

This is simply a complete cave. There is not only a two-person high alchemy furnace, but also a medicine garden on the right. At this time, the old woman was sitting cross-legged on the futon in the middle, looking at Ye Qingyu who walked in.

Ye Qingyu slowed down, dragging the tray to the old woman's body.

"Senior, this is what I just did, you try?"

"Well, let it go."

Ye Qingyu put the tray on the ground. She didn't see any expression on the old woman's face, let alone whether she liked it or not, she just had a cold facial paralyzed face.

Not enough, Ye Qingyu didn't hold the idea that the old woman would like it. Old women should look down on meals made with such low-level materials. The reason why Ye Qingyu sent a copy to the old woman was because she felt that since she was cooking at a human house, she always had to show something.

The old woman looked at Ye Qingyu not speaking, but Ye Qingyu seemed to see from her eyes: "Why are you still not leaving?"

"Senior, you use it slowly."

Ye Qingyu knew and was witty and didn't leave to disturb the old woman anymore, but left her room. Ye Qingyu was thinking that perhaps her previous evaluation of the strength of the old woman was biased. There are many elixir in the small courtyard, and there is also a large medicine garden in the room. With these three thatched houses, Ye Qingyu felt that they should be the same as the house that Uncle Zhuo gave her.

However, no matter what the strength of the old woman is, as long as she is not malicious towards her, and even her savior, Ye Qingyu doesn't want to explore. However, even if it was a lifesaver, Ye Qingyu did not relax his vigilance, after all, he had to guard against others.

Ye Qingyu is even more sure that she will not make any small movements in the room in the future. In case, these three thatched huts are the magic weapon refined by the old woman, and the old woman knows what happens in it when she has the time. While Ye Qingyu was vigilant, she also recalled whether there was anything wrong with her during the period of recuperating her injuries.

"It should not be there!" Ye Qingyu murmured, and at the same time, she kept rejoicing. Fortunately, she had kept her mind before. Every time she took something from the space, she took a storage bag as a cover.

Ye Qingyu came to the temporary small stove again, the scent of the food made her shake off the mess of thoughts just now, ready to enjoy the food.

Ye Qingyu first served himself a bowl of soup. After a long time without the soup, Ye Qingyu felt that his stomach was dry. Come to a bowl of soup to moisturize and moisturize.

After taking two sips of "sucking", a gust of wind blew in front of Ye Qingyu.

The soup pot in front of him and the mud dumplings on the ground were gone. Well, it can't be said that all the food is gone. The long-eared jade rabbit that Ye Qingyu first picked up to taste was left behind. There is also a "crackling" burning fire on the ground.