My Hot Pot Restaurant in the Underworld is Officially Open for Business

The creatures in the world, the more they get, the more they are calculating.

If you don't get it, I still think it's OK.

If you got it, where would you be willing to just throw away what you got?

They count the sky, count the ground, and count themselves.

However, in the world, the word "love" is the most insignificant.

Meng Xiaoni once thought that as a free and unrestrained Asura, she didn't need to calculate. She came from the river of Styx, and was born in conformity with the way of heaven. She conformed to the way of heaven and created one of the six ways, creating the legendary Asura family.

What a great achievement.

If it weren't for Nuwa to become a saint before, and the earth to become a saint later, Meng Xiaoni was born from the underground palace and hidden in the underground palace. Maybe she is also a saint.

Things are impermanent.

Meng Xiaoni picked up a little phoenix.

Then she hoped that this little phoenix could grow up healthy and safe.

She also discovered the destined end of her race.

Regardless of calculation, everything she possessed, even if she didn't grasp it tightly, would lose one by one.

Where can she be willing?

This little phoenix, from when she was picked up, looked at her with that kind of ignorant longing for survival, and then became dependent on it. With the passage of time, the emotions in those eyes are getting brighter day by day, and now, even willing to resist the collapse of the sky for her.

He grew from an ugly little phoenix to a big phoenix whose flames can reflect the sky.

From "I want to live" to "I am willing to die for you".

Meng Xiaoni's heart softened in a mess.

She looked at Guifeng: "Not so much."

With her, they will not be reduced to such a miserable situation.

Meng Xiaoni turned around and took Guifeng's hand: "After leaving, I have come to Shennongjia to play, it will be fun."

Guifeng was muffled, and let Meng Xiaoni take him away.

Shennongjia is mostly natural scenery.

Beautiful to say nothing.

The landscape is different, no one can beat anyone. The magnificent meticulous brushwork used in heaven and earth cannot be described with Meng Xiaoni's shallow literary skills.

Meng Xiaoni and Guifeng walked out of the crowd, and gradually walked towards a place where people are rare.

"Stay as you please at night."

Take the sky as the blanket and the ground as the shop. Watch the sun rise in the east and set in the west, watch the stars shift at night. This is what they don't need to worry about mosquitoes, snakes and ants, and they don't need to worry about the existence of beasts and birds.

Meng Xiaoni took the ghost and phoenix to a remote place, took it with him, and went straight to a mountain not far from the next day.

From top to bottom, you can see large tracts of lakes.

The scenery of the lake is so beautiful that it looks like a fake photo. There are birds on the lake gliding over and fishing, and there are patches of woods around it.

Here in winter, the colors are not as beautiful as spring and summer, but there is still a thrilling beauty.

Meng Xiaoni pointed to a tree that looked relatively thick: "Do you like this tree?"

Guifeng looked at the big sky tree in front of him from the bottom up.

This tree is not an unconventional moment.

Probably because of a long life, plus enough luck, this tree grows very suitable for nesting.

When it was not known how many years it had grown, it was severely smashed by thunder, and it was abruptly split in half. As a result, a thunder did not kill it, or even burn it out due to lightning strikes. Instead, it did. A new look.

The two halves of its body are entangled and grow wantonly because of the enough space. After all the troubles, there is still a little shadow of the plane tree in the crater of the underground palace.

There are still differences.

The sycamore tree is made by Meng Xiaoni, which can shelter from wind and rain, and has a little Ashura's exclusive artistic aesthetic.

The Ashura clan is good at war and good at war, but who makes women look beautiful?

They are born with an understanding of beauty and ugliness.

And the tree in front of it, after the lightning strike, was still a bit crooked. What it entangled was not a hollow, but a tree chair with a hollow that was bent and discounted midway.

I really don't know if besides being struck by lightning, it also encountered things such as beast strikes.

Of course, regardless of age or size, this tree is even more different from the plane tree.

A bird's nest on the tree has taken over the nest.

There are no eggs and no birds in the nest.

This is a bit strange.

Guifeng doesn't like this tree much, and it can't be said that he doesn't like it: "It's OK."

Meng Xiaoni nodded, and she did not hate her achievement: "That will be one night. Tomorrow night, we will go to the Shennongding area and have a look. Then we will build a batch of beautiful houses."

Guifeng: "Yeah."

He paused slightly, then said again: "I'll build the house here."

Meng Xiaoni looked at Guifeng.

Guifeng looked at the tree with a serious expression.

Meng Xiaoni smiled: "Okay. Then I'll go picking mushrooms. I will make a mushroom pot in the evening and cook whatever you want."

Guifeng answered.

Meng Xiaoni and Guifeng separated immediately.

Shennongjia is rich in products, and the existence of mushrooms is simply too easy to find. It can almost be said that if the soil is a little bit moist, almost all the mushrooms can be dug out.

Some mushrooms are edible, some cannot be eaten.

The richer the color, the more uneatable it is.

The common sense of surviving in the wild is: it is not a good thing to look good and survive.

In the wild, beautiful things are either poisonous or cruel.

This is an inevitable trend in the natural development of biological reproduction in order to adapt to survival.

When Meng Xiaoni picked mushrooms, of course she chose all white or gray mushrooms that didn't look very good.

The varieties to be recognized first, such as traditional mushrooms, oyster mushrooms, straw mushrooms, etc...

"Ah, fortunately, I brought chili noodles." Meng Xiaoni touched her pocket, and after touching her family's chili and pepper powder mixture, she continued to gather mushrooms contentedly.

There was a little girl picking mushrooms in the forest, and a little phoenix building a house in the forest.

Guifeng glanced at the surrounding area, very randomly selected some trees that were several decades old, and easily chopped down some of them and cut them into pieces of wood he needed.

He knows a lot of things, including setting fire to ghosts, using a hundred birds to face the phoenix, using fire to generate electricity, terrorizing the underworld beings...

Among these behaviors, house building is absolutely not included.

He really didn't learn it at all.

Among the Phoenix's inherited knowledge, there must be only the ability to build nests, but not the ability to build houses at all.

Guifeng glanced around and confirmed that Meng Xiaoni had run away to pick mushrooms and took out her mobile phone.

The phone shows no signal very friendly.

Guifeng: "..."

Sure enough, modern human technology has not progressed fast enough.

Even Shennongjia cannot cover it.

Can't find information now.

Guifeng spurned the problem of insufficient human network coverage in his heart, put away the phone, and stared at the wooden board in his hand.

It's just a house. As a phoenix, how could he not be able to build it?

Guifeng chose to do it directly.

He commanded a pile of planks, where rumblings piled up.

Pile up into a square thing, barely able to call a room.

The volume is not big enough.

Two people cannot live.

Guifeng gave the strength to control the board.

The square room shook slightly.

Guifeng: "..."

There is no glue between the board and the board. As long as he let go, the square thing can fall apart on the spot.

How do humans build houses?

Seems to use bricks later?

Where's the wooden house?

Guifeng thought for a moment, and glanced at the surrounding vines.

So a bunch of vines were pulled over, and quickly twisted the boards that were extremely easy to shake apart.

Guifeng also selected a bunch of new planks to splice, and tried to make the small room bigger.

It seems that the roof should have a spire, the slab is not good-looking...

Guifeng tried to make a change.

The level of the ghost and phoenix building at the moment is comparable to Meng Xiaoni, who tried to build a house under the mountain tower.

The house built by Meng Xiaoni at that time would never admit that it was her own work.

too ugly.

Time passed in minutes.

Meng Xiaoni also found a lot of vines in the forest.

She easily made a few bags of vines to hold the various mushrooms she collected.

Meng Xiaoni did not know how to weave. The Mencius Society.

In the past, people didn't have that much money to buy ready-made clothes. Most of them bought wool or fabrics by themselves and learned to make them at home from their elders. Meng's mother used to knit sweaters for Meng Xiaoni, and even told Meng Xiaoni that when she was a child, her mother would give her soles.

Later, the economy improved and clothing stores were established everywhere. Mengmu's hand-knitting sweaters also changed from knitting sweaters every year to every other year, and then to not knitting one for many years.

Meng Xiaoni regained her memory, and it is still possible to make a rough bag to decorate the mushrooms.

The little mushroom picking girl returned, excitedly preparing to welcome a habitable tree house.

Meng Xiaoni returned along the same path in her memory, her footsteps paused slightly.

With a subtle expression, she looked at the open space in front of her eyes, and the "small house" that was put on the body of the twisted tree. She felt that the previous act of taking the initiative to pick mushrooms was too great. Too simple.

The small house in front of it is tilted sideways because the base is not stable.

A roof was built on the house.

Crooked vines entangled every corner of the roof and the body of the house, trying to fix these wooden boards.

Entering a door, this door was blocked, for a while Meng Xiaoni didn't know how to open it.

Who made this door have gaps on all sides? It hasn't been spliced ​​together with the house. It seems that the only way to get in and out is "kick the door in" and "dug the door out".

The most frightening thing is that this room has no windows yet.

All sides are sealed, one has no windows at all, and the door does not know whether it is a door, whether it is practical or not, but it is definitely not artistic...a tree house.

Guifeng held the vine in one hand and the wooden board in the other, not knowing what he was trying to rescue.

He picked up Meng Xiaoni and returned without raising his head: "Wait a minute."

Meng Xiaoni: "..."

She felt that waiting a while would not solve their problem of accommodation at night.

The danger of living in this house is greater than the danger of not being able to live.

Both of them went out to find a cave to live in, which was safer than this wooden house.

Meng Xiaoni said euphemistically: "Why don't we eat first?"

Guifeng lowered his head and continued to try to wrap the wooden board with vines: "I can. Very soon."

Meng Xiaoni: "..."

No, she can't!

She doesn't want to live with this stuff!