The snowflakes are very light and soft, but when they accumulate thickly, they show a completely different smell. The sounds of branches breaking in the forest are endless.

Not only dead branches, but the more branches the trunks that stretch, the more they branches, bear more weight. They often become unbearable and suddenly break when the breeze blows and sways, revealing the extremely fresh broken mouth.

Ye Xinhe wore an old yellow bamboo hat and straw sandals on her feet, and walked on the snow paths in the mountains.

The snow on the mountain road was thick, and when you stepped on it, you could not pass your ankle. Even hunters in the mountain could not leave. The mountains were silent and cold, and everything was quiet.

There is a small courtyard with dry firewood as a fence in the valley, which also looks crumbling in the snow. However, there is smoke in the chimneys on the eaves and fire inside, which gives people a sense of warmth.

Ye Xinhe came to visit her friends from afar, but unexpectedly encountered heavy snow. She came to this small courtyard slowly, pushed open the simple gate of the Chaiyuan and walked into the courtyard.

The wooden house that looked a little fragile in the wind and snow was very simple. Apart from an animal-skin hammock, there was only a stone stove with a stone pot.

Some air-exposed walls are rich, full of millet, dried meat, dried wild vegetables and various dried mushrooms for seasoning.

The flames in the stone stove are not strong. Some dry firewood has turned into red charcoal fire, illuminating half of the face of the owner of the wooden house.

This is a middle-aged hunter.

At least he dressed up like this, but compared with ordinary hunters, he looked very clean and even pure even in such a humble room.

His clothes were also stained with dust and fireworks, but these traces were very new.

Because as he breathed, there was always some strange force that pushed the old dust away from him.

His skin had a jade luster under the fire, shining with fluorescent light.

What he was cooking was a snake soup. The white jade-like snake meat in the light rice porridge kept rolling. At this time, some chopped dried wild vegetables like jade were just added. He was holding a wooden spoon and slowly turning it around, very patient.

A very well-cooked soup will have a aroma and fresh sweetness that are gently emitting. Like the warm fire, it can even make people forget the chill for a while.

"Winter snake soup seems a bit out of place."

Ye Xinhe raised her eyebrows slightly. He sat down opposite the middle-aged hunter, baking his own pair of straw sandals, and at the same time, he looked at the pot of snake soup and said slowly.

Listening to his words, the middle-aged hunter smiled and said, "This is the unique yellow-flowered snake in the mountains of Yuyang County. It was originally the most plump when the yellow flowers bloom in the mountains. However, it was the most fat, but it was greasy. If you eat it, you will never get tired of essence. You really pursue the ultimate taste. In fact, it is the best winter. The meat is lean and delicate, and it is extremely delicious. In addition, the dried vegetable head is dry until now, which is even more perfect. There will be no more delicious soup in the entire Yanjing."

"The thunder in spring sounds all things are revived, and the yellow flower snake is easy to catch when it comes out of the hole. Although you think the yellow flower snake was too fat at that time, it was easier to catch than when you blocked the mountain when it was snowing. At this time, it was cold in winter, and it chose a hole and was silent and still. Even practitioners were unable to find it. It took a lot of effort to get this pot of soup, which seemed a bit out of place." Ye Xinhe also smiled faintly and said in a leisurely manner.

When the middle-aged hunter listened to these words, he smiled even stronger and shook his head: "Although I am the strongest Master Yan in Yuyang, I have lived in seclusion for many years. For you, it is a battle for the world. But for me, no matter how your dynasty changes, it is not as good as my current pot of soup. However, you still come from afar, afraid that I will take action. Even if I see me cooking soup patiently, I still have a murderous intention, which is a bit out of place."

"It's either my race, it's an alien." Ye Xinhe's face was still gentle, but she was blunt, "I was worried after all."

"When you came, you took a break through the snow path in the mountains and looked at the traces I left in the mountains. The confidence and momentum became more perfect in this courtyard. I must have felt that I had absolute confidence in killing me. If I had not been used by you, you would have wanted to kill me. It was a pity that it was still inappropriate." The middle-aged hunter put down the wooden spoon, grabbed a few charcoal fires from the stone stove, and placed them in a black stone basin beside him. Then he looked at Ye Xinhe and smiled and said, "Because I am not using this snake soup alone, but specially used to entertain a guest from afar. In addition to this snake soup, there is another dish that is grilled fish, and the fish is made of Hanhu white water fish. The person who took the fish has been waiting for you here for many days. He is here, and you can't kill me if you come."

Ye Xinhe's face remained unchanged, but her brows were deeply furrowed.

He stopped talking, and at this time he had already sensed the arrival of a breath, a familiar breath.

He knew who was coming, his aura was a little vibrating, a little nervous, a little scared, but also a little excited and a little expectant.

The sound of snow outside the yard sounded again.

The lake is a long way from here, but Ding Ning has arrived.

When he pushed the door and was illuminated by the fire, the big fish in his hand had not died yet, but the surface was slightly frosted, the fish body was a little stiff, but the fish tail was still swaying.

Ye Xinhe looked at Ding Ning who was walking in and remained silent.

Ding Ning did not talk to him immediately, but just handed the fish to the middle-aged hunter.

“Just right.”

The middle-aged hunter was very satisfied and smiled as if the peach blossoms were blooming in spring. He took a stone knife and cut open the fish's belly. He just cleared the internal organs, did not wash the blood or remove the scales. He just stuffed some dried meat and dried mushrooms into the fish's belly, and several kinds of seasoned weeds, which were roasted on the charcoal fire.

The fish body sizzled, and the oil gradually oozed out from the scales. The scales became golden and soaked in the oil, making it look strange and beautiful.

"Snake soup is just right. After drinking a bowl of snake soup, you will eat fish. Then another bowl of snake soup. There will be nothing better taste and satisfaction than this." The middle-aged hunter smiled at Ding Ning and Ye Xinhe.

"Drink a bowl?"

Ding Ning took the first bowl of snake soup scooped out by the middle-aged hunter and asked Ye Xinhe.

Ye Xinhe looked as usual. She took the second bowl of snake soup scooped out by the middle-aged hunter, drank it slowly, and ate all the snake segments there. Then she looked at Ding Ning and said, "You should know that I am from Jiaodong County?"

Ding Ning nodded and said calmly: "I invite you to drink this bowl of snake soup, not only for the past friendship, but also want to ask you, although you are from Jiaodong County, you must hide in the dark and cannot enjoy the halo of Jiaodong County and the status she has since held like Zheng Xiu. However, for this, you betray many people who regard you as true close friends. Why is this?"

The middle-aged hunter also curled his smile and said, "I can't figure it out if I change it, so I agree that he invites you to eat this bowl of snake soup."
Chapter completed!