Chapter 729: : Time is running out

Slowly now that she has the strength, she burnt the fire dexterously, took out the shellfish and boiled it into water, let it cool a little, and then passed it to the prophet.
"Beizicao can clear away heat and relieve cough, you can drink some."
The Prophet took the bowl and drank half a bowl of water, feeling his throat more comfortable.
He said thank you.
Slowly looked at his frail appearance, very worried: "You don't look very good, why don't we rest here for another day and leave tomorrow?"
"Will it be a waste of your time?"
"It's okay."
So they stayed, ready to spend another night here.
Before breakfast, I slowly went to the nearby stream and caught two fishes, washed them, cut them into pieces, and stewed them into a pot of fragrant fish soup, as today’s breakfast.
She first filled a bowl of fish soup and handed it to the prophet: "Drink slowly and be careful about it."
The Prophet took a sip of the soup gracefully: "It tastes very good, much better than I cook it."
Slowly being praised very embarrassingly: "If you like it, eat more."
Slowly had a good appetite today and drank a large bowl of fish soup.
She burped contentedly: "It feels so good to be full."
These days she has a bad appetite, even if she growls hungry, she can't eat anything. Now her appetite has improved and she can finally enjoy delicious food again, feeling that life is full of hope!
Slowly took the letter written by hemorrhage from the space and learned that he had left the abyss and was on his way back to Rock City.
She'touched' her own belly: "I don't know when Congshan was born. I hope he will be born again when I come home and everyone comes back, so that he can see himself as soon as he is born. My parents and family will definitely be very happy."
The Prophet said: "The child in your belly will attract a lot of monsters when it is born. You'd better not return to Rock City to give birth. That will expose the truth about your body's demon fetus."
If the orcs knew that the baby in her belly was a magic fetus, they would definitely try to get rid of the child in her belly and prevent her from giving birth.
Slowly and very nervously: "If I can't go back to Rock City to produce, then should I produce in the wilderness? What if I encounter danger?"
The Prophet ‘touched’ her head and smiled, "Don’t be afraid, I will protect you."
His voice seemed to have some magical power, which made her calm down involuntarily.
She once again sincerely thanked: "Fortunately you are here."
Knowing that she might have a baby in the wild, she slowly wondered whether to prepare something in advance. She wondered whether the snake gall should be similar to the bird's egg. When she gave birth to the bird's egg, she hardly felt anything. Down.
I hope that when you are good, it will be as smooth as laying eggs.
Slowly praying silently in my heart.
It's rare to have an appetite, and slowly plan to ‘get’ a hot pot to eat at noon.
She went to pick mushrooms nearby and shot a little rabbit with a bow and arrow. She cleaned the rabbit's meat and marinated it with seasoning.
The Prophet came over: "Is there any place I can help?"
Slowly seeing him sitting bored, he pointed to the sweet water vegetables next to him: "You can wash those vegetables."
"Ok."
The prophet sat on the rock by the stream, rolled up his sleeves, and washed the vegetables carefully.
Slowly burn the fire, sauté the prepared hot pot base ingredients for fragrant, then pour in water and boil, the fragrance will soon diffuse.
She threw all the hard-to-cook ingredients into the pot and simmered slowly, then turned to look at the Prophet and saw that he was still sitting by the stream and washing his vegetables.
It's been more than an hour, he hasn't washed the vegetables yet? !
Slowly couldn't help walking behind him, and saw that he was scrubbing the vegetable leaves in his hands little by little. There was already a pile of washed sweet water vegetables on his hand, and each vegetable leaf was washed with oil and water. What is more amazing is that, They are exactly the same whether they are in length or in blade size!
Is he washing vegetables here? He is simply plastic surgery!
Slowly and cautiously said: "The hot pot is already cooking. Go and eat. Let me wash these dishes."
The prophet declined her kindness without looking up.
"No, I can wash it soon."
Slowly glanced at the ‘color’ of the sky, and washed it at his speed. It is estimated that it will take until dark to eat the sweet water vegetables.
She had to squat down and rolled up her sleeves to help him wash the vegetables.
The slow movement was quite rapid. She took off the yellow leaves, soaked the vegetable leaves in water and washed them again to clean the mud and sand, and then lifted it up and shook it.
She put the washed sweet water vegetables aside, and then started washing the second vegetable.
The Prophet stopped his movements and stared at the vegetable which was different in size and length from the other sweet water vegetables, frowning involuntarily.
It's so unpleasant!
He wanted to hold back what he had originally wanted, but in the end he couldn't hold it back. He reached out and picked up the sweet water vegetable, trimmed its leaves carefully, and then took off the stem.
He didn't stop until he was sure that this vegetable was trimmed to look exactly like other sweet water vegetables.
Slowly squatted aside and watched his movements dumbfounded: "Prophet, these are just vegetables, and they will be pulled out when they are eaten in the stomach. They are not works of art. They don't need to be'exquisite' like you. "
"This is not a'fine' carving. I used to sharpen a knife for nearly a hundred years. That is the real'fine' carving."
Nearly, nearly a hundred years? Just to sharpen the knife? !
Slowly helped his chin that was about to fall to the ground, and sighed sincerely: "You are too patient."
The Prophet said indifferently: "I stay in the temple every day, idle and bored. I have to find something for myself. Sharpening the knife is one of my interests."
Having said this, slowly couldn't help asking: "Why couldn't you leave the temple before?"
"Because of a prophecy."
"What prophecy?" After slowly asking, he quickly added, "If it is inconvenient to say, just assume I haven't asked."
While washing the vegetables, the prophet said: "There is nothing inconvenient to say. The prophecy says that if I leave the Temple of Ten Thousand Beasts, I will die without a dead body."
Slowly stunned.
She always thought that the prophet was unable to travel far away because of poor health. Didn't expect the truth to be like this? !
"Then you have left the temple now, don't you..."
The prophet put the washed dishes aside: "It's fine."
Slowly thinking that what he said "it's okay" meant that she would not die, she breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good."
She put away the other sweet water vegetables and picked up the washed vegetables: "Okay, we only have two people, so many vegetables are enough, no need to wash them."
The Prophet washed his hands and sat with her by the fire.
This is the first time the prophet has eaten hot pot. The taste is not bad, mainly because this way of eating is very interesting.
He smiled and said: "It would be great if I could meet you sooner, so that I can experience many interesting things."
Slowly while eating, he said, "It's not too late. We still have a lot of time in the future to do a lot of interesting things."
The Prophet thought of something, and his smile became a little fuzzy: "Yes, you still have a lot of time."
But his time is running out...