In the middle of winter, there is heavy snow.

Mi Lu wore a raincoat and knocked off the ice covered on the windmill blades bit by bit.

Huge icicles fell to the ground one by one and shattered into pieces.

And he was already out of breath.

After all, he has not yet practiced Taoism and has no magical powers.

In terms of endurance and strength, he is not even as good as the farmers nearby.

He didn't even have time to take a breath.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the silhouette of a pheasant in the snow not far away.

Mi Lu swallowed her saliva and slowly approached the pheasant.

Then, he jumped up and pinned the pheasant to the ground.

"I can have a good meal today!" The young Prince of Chu grinned.

He never thought that he would be so happy just because he could catch a pheasant.

But it’s really fun!

Holding the pheasant firmly in her hand, Mi Lu held it in front of her eyes and looked at it carefully.

very good!

This pheasant is very fat, probably weighing five pounds.

You can have a full meal today!

Then he grabbed the pheasant, which was still flapping its wings and struggling, and returned to the cabin.

Quickly bleed it, remove its hair, and remove all its internal organs.

Then, he opened a pottery jar in the wooden house and carefully scooped out a bowl of snow-white flour using a pottery bowl.

This was the flour that the villagers gave him as a thank you after he helped a nearby villager repair the roof of his house a few days ago.

Fine flour ground in this windmill.

It smells like a fragrance.

Add water and mix well, knead it into a dough, then cover it with a lid and let the dough rise.

Mi Lu began to marinate the pheasant.

Take down a hanging pot of ale from the wooden beam.

Pour out a small bowl and spread evenly.

At this time, there was a knock on the door.

Tuk-tuk-tuk.

Mi Lu walked over and opened the door.

But they were a few children who were so cold that their faces were all red.

All nearby

"Mr. Mi!" The children were very polite and bowed deeply when they met: "I'm going to disturb you again!"

Mi Lu looked at it, smiled, and knelt down.

In Yingdu, he received countless flattery and countless respectful courtesy.

but……

Mi Lu had never felt any warmth from Yingdu's flattery and worship.

They are all sweet words without sincerity, and they are all respectful words under fear.

But here, on the banks of the Shashui River.

The children bent down and bowed slightly, but Mi Lu felt the real warmth.

"It doesn't matter!" He said with a smile: "Just in time, I just caught a pheasant, let's eat it together later..."

The children blinked and swallowed with saliva in their mouths.

But they shook their heads firmly: "No!"

"Mr. Mi, we are here to ask you for advice..."

They held a thin booklet in their hands.

The outer skin is sheepskin, bound together with twine, and inside are pieces of white paper.

"How do you pronounce these words?" The children opened the booklet in their hands and pointed to the words written in the grid.

If it had been in the past, Mi Lu might have smiled disdainfully.

Mortals still want to read?

But now, he smiled, took the children to the stove, then sat on the ground, held the booklet in his hand, pointed to each word, and explained it to the children.

"This character, pronounced 'Jun'..."

"Do you see it? Does the upper part of it look like a hand holding a scepter? Does the lower part look like a mouth?"

"Holding power and giving orders is the 'king'..."

The children blinked, looked at Mi Lu, and then asked: "Mr. Mi, then why is there no 'jun' in our village?"

Mi Lu swallowed.

He suddenly figured out something and laughed: "Because... you are the king!"

The children looked at this gentleman from a foreign country, who knew a lot of words and was very kind, but they didn't quite understand.

Mi Lu explained: "Look..."

"Did your parents choose the village chief?"

The children nodded.

"Did your parents also choose that land?"

The children nodded again.

"Then your parents, aren't they Jun?"

"The power is in their hands, and they can also give orders on things in the village! They can even control you!"

"Since your parents are kings, won't you also be kings when you grow up?"

As the children listened, their big eyes lit up: "That's it!"

They laughed and said: "So we are kings!"

"Yes!" Mi Lu said seriously: "You are the king!"

This is a fact!

Mi Lu knew that even the immortals from the Central Plains would recognize these children if they saw them.

They grew up under the teachings and virtues of the great master.

If you really want to talk about heel and foot, I am afraid that he far surpasses many ministers!

You can get a glimpse of it through the plume of luck rising above their heads.

Everyone is a Taoist.

All of them are talents!

Nowadays, I am practicing the Taoism passed down by the great master, and I have gradually gained the foundation of Taoism.

Next year, or at most the year after, some of them will begin to acquire supernatural powers.

What's more, this is the case in Shashui.

The mortals here are extremely confident.

No matter what kind of person you face, you can speak upright.

Mi Lu saw with her own eyes yesterday that a spirit in the sand and a farmer were sitting on the river embankment, drinking wine side by side.

Such a thing is not seen even in Chu State.

Chu State...

Although humans and demons live together, it is monks and demons who live together.

It is not a mixture of mortals and monsters.

Mortals have always been afraid of monsters and nobles with monster blood.

Moreover, even in Yingdu.

The monks and monsters also fight in melee every day.
To be continued...