A strong smell of flesh rushed into the nostrils, giving Yang Chenyu a feeling of being tempted.

At this moment, the little yellow next to him screamed, and Yang Chenyu laughed: "You foodie, you know the benefits of this delicious food. Please give me a little bit, don't let your spray down!"

Immediately, Yang Chenyu dug a bowl of green peas and put them in front of Xiao Huang. After thinking about it, Yang Chenyu still added a sausage to it and whispered: "Foodies, you are blessed to enjoy the delicious foodies of my Yanhuang Shangguo."

Then, each person and a camel worked hard. In terms of strength, Yang Chenyu could turn the camel yellow into a skinned and mature camel with a little finger. However, when it comes to eating, Yang Chenyu was unable to beat him.

Yang Chenyu had just eaten a few bites of bacon, and Xiao Huang's screams rang out again, making Yang Chenyu so angry that he wanted to kick him out of ten miles.

Yang Chenyu sighed lightly, it seems that the treatment between people is different. Thinking back then, after Laojun came out of seclusion, did the green cow dare to compete with Laojun for food like this? Just kidding, I didn’t even point it at all.

He took out a few pieces of chopped bacon and a bowl of green peas and placed them in front of Xiao Huang. Yang Chenyu then drew a circle beside Xiao Huang so that he could not scream and run around, and then he slowly started to enjoy it.

But then again, this little yellow ate so much that he didn't even miss the meat. It was a bit different from ordinary camels. Perhaps it was because he took too much elixir and opened up some wisdom to know what was more delicious?

Looking at its appearance, Yang Chenyu's appetite was also very open and he was eating happily.

Chi! Chi! Chi! A dusty carriage came from a distance with headlights on, and stopped when they saw someone. Then they heard a surprise voice: "Master Yang? Are you not dead?"

Puchi! When he heard this suddenly, Yang Chenyu almost sprayed out the fragrant sausage in one bite, but even so, the two peas choked into his nostrils. After a long cough, Yang Chenyu swallowed the two troubled peas.

Who is it? Yang Chenyu turned his head angrily and looked, yes? He didn't expect that what appeared in front of him was Zhang Xiaowan, the intern reporter of the Yanhuangdi magazine, and the one named Wang. Well, Yang Chenyu didn't pay attention to his name at all. It would be very respectful to be able to remember his surname.

"The Heavenly Lord of Fusheng Wuliang, I am healthy, why don't you say whether to die or not?" No matter what, Yang Chenyu was a little unhappy. When he was eating well, he was choked by a word. Not only did the Taoist priests not say that they were not ashamed of their majesty, but when they said it, they would probably make many people laugh to death by peas.

Hearing Yang Chenyu say this, Zhang Xiaowan's face turned a little red. She realized her tongue: "I'm sorry, Master Yang. I don't mean that."

At this moment, the elder brother Wang made a statement to smooth things over: "Master Yang, there were several sandstorms a few times ago, and our convoy broke a car. Are you okay?"

Yang Chenyu smiled and said, "It's okay. My little Huang is still alert and took me to hide."

Xiao Huang? The two of them were stunned, but they saw Yang Chenyu pointing at the camel that was chewing heavily, and they couldn't help but sweat. This was a sandstorm with a range of hundreds of miles. Can a camel take you to hide? Don't joke. Besides, you look at your Taoist robe spotless, and no matter how you look, you don't look like someone who escaped from a sandstorm.

Well? No, Brother Wang, who has been in the desert for a long time, has much better eyesight than Zhang Xiaowan. He discovered at a glance that the green peas and a few pieces of bacon in front of the camel. My God, what a weird idea is to feed the camel meat? Are you not afraid that the camel will have diarrhea and throw you into the desert?

By the way, what happened to the iron pot in front of Master Yang? I remember that last time I met, didn’t he just wrap it up?

The smell of meat from the iron pot shocked Brother Wang. How did he cook in this desert? Was it a burning stone? In the blink of an eye, Taoist Yang rose several steps from an ordinary Taoist priest in the eyes of Brother Wang, and directly classified it into a mysterious master.

Compared to Brother Wang's horror, the intern reporter's attention was focused on Master Yang's ability to survive the previous sandstorms. This can be called challenging the limits of life.

Zhang Xiaowan's round eyes suddenly shone. She even forgot the strange incident in the previous book.

Several people chatted back and forth several times, and Yang Chenyu suddenly realized that it seemed a bit impolite to talk to others while eating. According to the traditional etiquette of Yanhuang Kingdom, should the other party be invited to have a meal together?

Yang Chenyu glanced in the iron pot, "Oh, let's forget it. Apart from what Xiao Huang had eaten, plus what he had eaten, there was not much peas, bacon and sausage in the iron pot, probably not enough for Brother Wang to eat alone. Besides, he might be able to accept eating a pot of food with camels, and that young lady reporter from Shangjing might be difficult to accept.

Forget it, it’s still self-produced and sold. After Yang Chenyu made up his mind, he took the iron pot without caring about the hotness, and swallowed the remaining peas and bacon and soup.

The Taoist priest's behavior was really unexpected, and the two of them couldn't help but have an idea.

Then, Brother Wang tried his best to restrain the surprise on his face and smiled: "Master Yang, if you go there a hundred miles a day, you will be at the capital of Kamala, Hanbu, why not go there together?"

Brother Wang has made a judgment that he can only hand over such a person and not neglect it. Even if he is rejected by the other party again, he will lose some face.

Zhang Xiaowan also tried her best to persuade her that she would be a stranger in a foreign land, and she would cry when she saw her fellow villagers. It seemed that Yang Chenyu would not move forward with them, but she would be a traitor-like evil person.

Yang Chenyu smiled bitterly. It seemed a bit unkind if he refused. It was okay, since he wanted to go to this Hampu empty market, there was a group of fellow villagers around him, so he also had less trouble with communication.

Yang Chenyu nodded, then put away the iron pots and chopsticks, threw them on Xiao Huang's back, and led Xiao Huang and walked towards the convoy with the two.

Seeing his captain walking back with a Taoist priest, the people in the convoy were already impatient and shouted: "Boss, hurry up, stop rushing. When we arrived in Hampton City, we still have to bring parts back to repair the car."

Brother Wang smiled at Yang Chenyu apologetically, then shouted loudly: "Call me a hammer! I will tell you, if anyone is disrespectful to this Taoist priest, get out of here!"

Yang Chenyu was half-squinting his eyes, and the formation of a sandstorm in the spirit pool was formed. Unexpectedly, Brother Wang's roar implicated himself in, and he couldn't help but smile bitterly. Is it necessary? Isn't this going to make me implicate cause and effect again?

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