Chapter 56: God of Cooking World End

After the anniversary celebration ended, Luo Jiujiang learned of Ji Shijie's self-destruction situation, so he only asked the system to spy on him occasionally, and then left this person behind.
As for Liang Xiaojing...
Whether it is the original owner or Luo Jiujiang, in fact they have nothing to do with her.
So what her life will become depends on her own choices in the future.
After Luo Jiujiang finished handling these scum, he put more energy on Han Qianling.
This is because the relationship between the two has been deepened, on the one hand because Han Qianling’s time is extremely precious every day, and also because...
This world seems to be particularly keen on taking shots against Han Qianling.
By now, Luo Jiujiang no longer has to doubt whether this world intends to annex Han Qianling's soul.
Since Luo Jiujiang came to this world, the will of the world has been jumping around on Han Qianling repeatedly, obviously trying to kill Han Qianling into reincarnation, and then find a way to slowly digest Han Qianling’s soul. thing.
It is beautiful.
In just one month, Luo Jiujiang blocked the falling object empty-handed, recoiled against the leaking socket with spherical lightning, and picked up a black widow spider who didn't know when it ran in from a beautifully packaged tea bag. .
After this series of changes happened, even Han Qianling's complexion changed slightly, and he laughed at himself now that he could go to shoot a Death God.
Later, Han Qianling went to country a for business reasons, and was soon targeted by a group of kidnappers because he was too rich.
In the eyes of the kidnappers, Han Qianling is yellow-skinned, wealthy, has little anger and personality to be bullied, looks like a maiden, does not bring anyone besides a thin man, and is a foreigner.
Han Qianling, who had gathered many conditions, seemed to them to be a god-sent fat sheep, and the best candidate for hand-knotting votes.
They never thought about it, if Han Qianling is really so miserable, then why would he not hire a bodyguard.
After the gang drank too much, they started coming up and enthusiastically customized a kidnapping plan full of loopholes. In their plan, they will drive to Luo Jiujiang and Han Qianling to pass by every day.
When Han Qianling passed by, they regretted that they drove directly into Han Qianling simply and rudely, taking him away, and then blackmailing the company.
This can perfectly avoid hostage struggles.
As for whether Han Qianling would be severely injured, whether he would die on the spot, or what to do if he did not have enough medical conditions to stop him from bleeding... this was not within their consideration.
They are kidnappers! What is there to make money and kill?
While thinking about this, the crazy kidnappers stepped on the accelerator without hesitation.
Luo Jiujiang finally couldn't help it when the silver-gray car rammed face to face.
Under his divine consciousness, these people have been behind them for a long time.
Although Luo Jiujiang does not understand most English, modern society at least allows him to understand the bunch of malicious "fk".
Since the world has repeatedly attacked Han Qianling, Luo Jiujiang has been a little angry during this period. This group of robbers who didn't know the height of the sky just hit his gun.
When this group of lifeless guys finally decided to start, Luo Jiujiang narrowed his eyes and slowly pulled out something from the backpack behind him.
...
In the afternoon, the police of country a took Luo Jiujiang as the number one dangerous element and conducted a detailed inspection.
They must figure out a problem-how did Luo Jiujiang overturn an entire car with a stick?
In addition, what is the magic stick shown in the surveillance?
Since the four kidnappers of the five big and three rough are still rescued in the intensive care unit, this question seems to be answered only by Luo Jiujiang.
Facing the official interrogation, with the help of the translation and the system, Luo Jiujiang answered their questions very sincerely.
"This is just an ordinary...rolling pin."
"..."
The police conducted a detailed investigation and finally found that it was indeed a rolling pin that was easily available in Chinatown.
It's not the bigger and thicker rolling pin like Master Face, this rolling pin is a small family type.
They still asked without giving up: "Then why do you carry a rolling pin with you?"
The answer to this question is really too simple.
"Because I am a cook!"
"..."
"You carry a backpack with you with more than five knives..."
"Yes, kitchen knives, fruit knives, tomato knives, bone chopping knives, and slicing knives-all because I am a cook. If you don't believe me, look at my sincere eyes."
"..." The white man on the other side choked, but insisted on asking his own question, "You are carrying more than five knives, but what you finally took out is the rolling pin..."
Of course Luo Jiujiang couldn't take out any knife!
If what he took out was a knife, these people would not be able to be rescued in ICU, they should be in the morgue now.
Luo Jiujiang replied without blinking his eyes: "Sweeping the floor may injure the life of the ants, and cherish the moth gauze lamp. This is all because of my belief in Buddhism-can the previous sentence be translated completely?"
translation:"……"
In any case, Luo Jiujiang is the victim, and unlimited defense is his personal right. They couldn't throw Luo Jiujiang into jail because he violently overturned the car with an ordinary wooden stick.
When the lawyer finally came to bail Luo Jiujiang, a young man who still had illusions about the world quietly asked Luo Jiujiang.
"The material of poplar wood, the core of the rod is the nerve of a dragon or a snake, and the length is seven and three-quarters of an inch--is it?"
Luo Jiujiang looked at him with a bewildered face, and didn't understand what he was talking about.

After the kidnapping incident, Luo Jiujiang took a sigh of relief.
Just in case, he said the oath to Han Qianling word by word, and Han Qianling also learned his tongue very well.
Han Qianling promised Luo Jiujiang that his soul would belong to Luo Jiujiang's heart no matter he was alive or not, and he would follow him up to the earth, traveling through time and space, and forever.
Almost only at the moment when his voice settled, Luo Jiujiang could feel that the impulse that had been boiling in the world slowly extinguished.
After taking the oath, Han Qianling did not ask Luo Jiujiang why he did this, nor did he ask Luo Jiujiang what this oath meant.
He just asked Luo Jiujiang: "If you can do this, why didn't you let me say it earlier?"
Luo Jiujiang shook his head gently.
He is not a superstitious person, but the last time he asked Qianling to say this to himself, it was before the life of that piece of soul fragment was about to end.
So this oath seemed to be stained with a somewhat ominous color. If Han Qianling were to say it early, Luo Jiujiang would always feel a little uncomfortable.
...His discomfort is right.
Only after Han Qianling sweared, as if he felt relieved from the depths of his soul, Han Qianling's body quickly declined.
The strength of this piece of soul is much better than that of the previous world, so even though Han Qianling is weak, he can still walk with Luo Jiujiang's support and speak slowly and clearly. His thinking is still sharp, only his reaction speed is trapped in the cage of his body.
On the last day, Luo Jiujiang set up a deck chair by the sea, and Han Qianling leaned on it, covered with a stack of blankets.
These days, he is more drowsy, less awake, and sleeps most of the time.
However, there are no dreams at the moment of sleep.
Han Qianling said slowly: "I slept for a long time, and I always wanted to dream about you once, but it always failed."
Luo Jiujiang sat on a beach chair with a casual posture, but his eyes were firm: "Don't worry if you don't dream, you will see it naturally when you wake up."
"I know," Han Qianling said with a smile, "I just want to dream about some other things that are not in reality."
Since he was born, he has been carrying an incurable disease.
If ordinary people experience pain of this degree from time to time, they may have succumbed to the illness long ago. Only he was proud by nature, holding a sigh of relief, and even persisted for nearly thirty years.
He was born with a weak parenthood and even worse relatives. Maybe it was because he didn't start well when he was a child, so things like betrayal and suppression followed one after another. Although Han Qianling didn't care much, his personality was inevitably affected and he became more gloomy and prepared.
Then, as if to compensate for everything he encountered in the first half of his life, he met Luo Jiujiang.
This is a time like a dream, but the dream is too short.
Han Qianling said softly: "I can't help but think, if we have a dream, we would have met since we were children..."
Luo Jiujiang took his words.
"We will meet since we were young," he said firmly, "you were born on a sacred mountain covered with snow, and I was born on the seven islands surrounded by sea."
Han Qianling's eyes flashed, as if listening to a distant story, with a bit of curiosity and joy: "That's too far, how can I meet?"
"A woman who is pregnant with you, tossing around on the Seven Islands, we are destined to meet."
"Widow and orphan, your life is difficult. When you were young, everyone bullied you."
Han Qianling smiled at once: "What? Will I let them bully?"
"Well... you have a better temper." Luo Jiujiang said without blinking, "Then I saw this scene, and I ran over and took your hand. Take you to the highest tree I can climb. On the shoot, swinging your calf with you to watch the sunset, in the afterglow of the setting sun, I will play the leaf flute for you."
"I brought you to my house, shared a bowl of noodles with you, and slept on the same bed... We were two horses and we grew up together. We can't get away from Meng, and Meng is not out of focus. Whoever bullies you, I will help you. If someone looks down on me, you will poison him and abolish his effort."
Han Qianling's face was already a bit rotten, but after listening to Luo Jiujiang's account, there was still a scorching light in his eyes.
He tried not to show too much longing, and just smiled as if nothing had happened: "I poisoned people? Is it so unpleasant? But it sounds like my character."
"Your character? No one looks down on your character." Luo Jiujiang smiled, "There are so many people on the Seven Islands. You are behaving and polite all day long, but no matter who it is except me. , You don’t really care."
Han Qianling's voice has gradually lowered, but half-closed eyes are still smiling: "Um...that's nothing bad."
"Later, I worshipped a master. He had a weird personality. When I first saw him, he had a dispute with you and me. You didn't say anything, and you practiced swordsmanship when you went back. It took me a long time to figure it out. You put the tip of the sword. So low, it turned out to want to stab him in a wheelchair."
"..." Han Qianling murmured softly.
His voice was already as fine as a mosquito, but Luo Jiujiang still seemed to have not heard it, still talking in a frantic manner.
"Later in the Secret Realm...you gave your life for me... the love song in the conch..."
"... We meet again in the academy... Luo Lang... I said, I love the first branch of Qianling alone."
"The small world was born, I made the moon out of your dragon scales... For endless years to come, I hope the moon will be with me."
"...After that, the name of the sword will always be side by side with the dragon god. If we grow up together, that is what will happen."
Luo Jiujiang turned his head and looked at the sleeping Han Qianling, with sadness and tenderness in his eyes.
He stretched out a hand gently. Following his inviting gesture, the blanket covering Han Qianling's body bulged up.
The one bulged and explored left and right, as if to observe the form in front of him.
Luo Jiujiang still spread his palms up and flat, just like twenty years ago, the young child reached out to another child.
Luo Jiujiang suppressed the world's eagerness to attack, and the sea not far away was now struggling like a living creature.
But those circumstances did not fall into Luo Jiujiang's eyes.
Until a light gray streamer drilled out of the blanket. Its light is like a tulle with moonlight, although it is dyed a bit of mysterious gray, there are still a few bright golden lights glowing in the center.
It shook softly, like smoke, like fog, like a piece of thin veil.
After distinguishing the direction, the grey streamer plunged into Luo Jiujiang's heart without hesitation.
Luo Jiujiang gently pressed his heart, as if holding the most precious treasure in the world.
The restlessness of the world finally subsided, and the fluctuations of the sea surface returned to the usual patterns. Luo Jiujiang finally gave up a glance to look at the world, and then the next moment, he drew something out of the air like a trick.
The system, which has always been quiet as a chicken, pretended to be its own formatted system, finally couldn't help making a sound.
[Host, this is...]
[The soul of the original owner. ] Luo Jiujiang's wrist shook slightly, like a peeled potato skin, shaking the soul of that group of souls away. [Just had a fight with the world. I think this soul was robbed before it entered the cycle of reincarnation. ]
The transparent soul floated in the void, his eyes were as gentle as a herbivore.
"The grudge will be reported for you, and I am willing to do it for you... But it's better to live your own life."
Luo Jiujiang sighed with emotion: "I will let the system copy my cooking skills and knife skills to you. As for more, inheriting the wish of Master Lin's cooking skills, you will probably have to come true."
The system is already protesting that this soul has not entered the reincarnation and has no points, which is a loss of money.
Luo Jiujiang pretended not to hear.
He finally left Lin Jingjiang with a blessing that gleamed into his soul: "Good luck... Goodbye."
At that moment, Luo Jiujiang and the system walked away, and the world almost immediately threw them out as invaders without a host.
The system screamed: [Call host], and [Ahhhhhhh got hacked again, I knew...]
Luo Jiujiang turned around and smiled at Lin Jingjiang.
But Lin Jingjiang returned to his body, the first thing was to touch his face in surprise.
A fresh and healthy body, an ability to lean on one's life, a rewritten ending, and a road full of infinite possibilities.
Lin Jingjiang bowed excitedly in all directions on the beach.
It wasn't until the traces of Luo Jiujiang completely disappeared in this world that he took out his mobile phone with trembling hands and slowly dialed a number.
The destination of that number leads to his hometown.