Chapter 141: Hundred Ghosts Fighting For Food

The kitchen knife is chopped on the cutting board, and the flames on the stove are getting stronger.
Li Yan, holding his shoulders, suddenly asked, "Sometimes, do you feel that your way has gone astray?"
Since it is a trustworthy temporary teammate, Li Yan also asked a lot of questions.
Cha Xiaodao stopped.
"Well, it should be a diner, not a cook ..."
Seeing Xiao Dao didn't speak immediately, Li Yan also kept silent.
Cha Xiaodao tilted his head, and stuffed his head, looking at the pots and pans in front of him.
"I used to be the Five Immortals, Yi Yin's Sword, and the direction of my ability was determined at that time. Later, I was robbed of it, and barely saved my life. I was lucky, and I was able to play it when I changed to a cricket."
He shrugged: "Well, Yan Fu, it's normal for you to grab me."
Li Yan picked up a tomato from the side of the stove and bit it down with a mouthful of red juice.
"Then you can make a comeback again, you really have a little skill."
Li Yan didn't answer when he saw Cha Dao, and asked, "What are you doing?"
"In Dongxing Building. The most skillful dish, ordinary two knives cannot be learned."
Cha Xiaodao held a piece of chicken in his hand. The knife struck a thick film and tossed it aside.
"This dish is called oil-flavored double crisp. Authentic craftsmanship is rare in the Republic of China. A bite is tender and crisp, and the mouth is crunching, that taste ~"
The chicken gizzards and pork belly were covered with fine knife marks. As Zhao Xiaodao said, he boiled the chicken that had been in the pot, scorched the fire, and then mixed the pork belly with red and white.
The green onions, ginger, and garlic are fragrant, and the stabbing sound is crisp, and the white smoke rises from the pot, and the aroma is transparent.
Hook the sauce and stir fry. A dozen pounds of iron pot was turned upside down in the hand of Zha Xiaodao, like nothing.
Hot oil splashing. The butter-red oil splattered into the air, and there was a layer of oily luster on each small piece of knife flower turned in the air.
"Oh ~"
Dan Niang saw her index finger move. Li Yan's eyes swept around.
It was like the thrilling moment when he first entered, bending over to pick up money in front of a bicycle.
The weird sensation that the air was boiling gradually deeper in the middle of the night surrounded him again.
Noisy, murmuring voices came in from outside the door. Buzzing is upsetting.
Li Yan didn't quite understand, but it was probably "xiang!" "Want to eat ~" "my."
"Boiling midnight ahead of time, the range is only this house. Something will be provoked. It just happens that Dan Niang's soul is settled."
Li Yan judged.
Outside the antique red lacquered paper window, there were twisted shadows, teeth and claws, and the cloudy wind blowing in came in, and the latch fell to the ground.
The aroma inside the house was even more tempting.
Cha Dao suddenly spoke.
"Don't go out or let anything in. This dish is for you."
Li Yanwen laughed, and Huanlong Sword pulled out.
He handed Dan Niang a reassuring look. Walk towards the gate of the restaurant.
"Squeak ~"
The old mahogany door was pushed open by Li Yan.
The cool moon hangs in the sky, and the withered black leaves are rolled up, flying all over the sky.
Lanterns hanging in the street from the left and right of the store's entrance swayed left and right, and the bright lights passed out far.
Far away, there seems to be more voices, but in this era, how can anyone fight more?
咚 ~ 咚 ~
Beginning at the end of the long street, one by one, the darkness approached step by step.
Li Yan's face was originally burnt red by lanterns, but with the lanterns on the long street going out, his face also became dark.
Until the two lanterns in front of the door were extinguished, Li Yan heard a murmur of Cha Xiaodao in the room.
"The way of cooking is to take treasures from the fire. If you are not good, you will be born, and if you are too old, you will be old.
The work of Li Yan's god, a dark and stout arm stopped him!
"Oh ~"
The two old door panels couldn't withstand the force, and they were cracked and flew out, and the dust was flying.
Huge shadows fly by!
The man was kicked out of the door by Li Yan and became a rolling gourd on the slate. Li Yan also surged in blood, with dark fist marks on his chest.
Outside the door, to the ground was a big man with horns and pigtails, covered with moldy rags, and the knotted muscles were blue. Gongs and drums in his hands, dressed as a husband.
The blood on his chest murmured and he couldn't stand up.
Li Yan did not step back and blocked the door.
After seeing the sweat on the back of the hand of Cha Xiaodao behind the cooktop, the energy of a cavity was consumed in this famous dish of Lu Department.
The crackling sound of wood fire cracking and the sound of oil bubble bursting out are inexhaustible.
The horns fell to the ground, but the dark wind on the long street kept on.
A bit of miserable green candlelight fluttered over. Li Yan first noticed that there was a pair of white embroidered shoes under the feet of the visitors.
"Girl, uninvited, it's not a good habit."
Li Yan held up his sword.
The girl with a light green candlelight moved in lotus steps, her jaw pointed, and a small face I still felt pity.
The girl's watery eyes looked at Li Yan. As soon as the slender neck is lifted, it will touch the sword's edge of the ring dragon. She whispered softly:
"My son Wanfu, little girl ..."
Li Yan's backhand wiped his sword blade, blood splattered.
The girl with the bun in her hair, swaying her head back, murmured and rolled on the ground, black blood spurting Lao Gao.
Li Yan kicked her on the breast of the female ghost.
The body fell to the ground, and the falling green flame candle was stepped on by Li Yan.
The yin through the bone marrow stopped two breaths. Even these weird people who can't spit out bones have been frustrated by Li Yan's fierceness.
"call!"
Immediately, there were dark clouds, flying sand and stones, and the sky was violently thundering.
At the end of the long street, the sound of a tsunami came.
Li Yanyuan opened his eyes, and a few feet of waves stormed the house and snarled towards Li Yan.
That sticky smell almost covered Li Yan's nose and mouth.
Even Li Yan, who rolled out of the blood of the corpses, was startled by such exaggerated and bizarre scenes.
"Excessive. Is the Shining?"
"General, it is an illusion."
Dan Niang talked out.
Although she usually uses "Li Yan", the word "general" has become the subconscious title of Dan Niang when it comes to a critical juncture.
Li Yan also responded, and when he had a clever idea, he pulled out a few "stacked paper stars" from the mark space.
[Star pattern bullet decoration]
Quality: Excellent
It only causes damage to the and can explode if touched.
Li Yan rounded his arms, and the three rounds drew a smooth arc, drowned in a wave of blood.
"boom!"
Li Yan closed his eyes subconsciously, and as soon as he closed his eyes, a few overhanging ruler black shadows slammed on the eaves above his head, and went straight to Li Yan's neck.
They were ugly black babies with sharp teeth.
Li Yan Jianguang exposed.
Although dizzy was terrible, and even the gun rod was not stable, but Li Yan's hook star status was still there.
You don't need a big gun, you can't use the ring dragon sword, but Yan can wear the curtain, but Li Yan can use the ring dragon sword without any discount, and it is released authentically.
The ring-shaped sword screamed loudly, and Xu Jianguang, a sharp-pointed sword, bloomed into a silver lotus, and silver swallowtails swept across the sword curtain.
The black baby slammed into the ring dragon sword, twisted into flesh and blood, and fell to the ground.
As soon as Li Yan's wrists were full of strength, the bloodstream in front of him disappeared. The burly headless man and headless female corpse lying on the ground disappeared without a trace.
In the room, Dan Niang's palms were guilty, and she could still see various colors or ugly, or ugly, or beautiful faces from her palms. After a few breaths, only the green light dots remained.
Check the knife to lower the sound.
"It's almost ready."
Li Yan smiled: "It's not easy for you to eat this meal."
"Slap!" "Slap!" "Slap!" "Slap!"
All the windows were torn open by the wind, and the room was dark.
Vaguely visible, the all-encompassing faces of the market were turned into thousands of tragic green hairsprings, swarming along windows, chimneys, and even mouse holes.
Hundreds of ghosts fight for food.
Howl
Li Yan's chest was hot and difficult, and an indescribable fierce breath was revealed, as if a giant beast from ancient times.
fierce! A hundred ghosts retreated.
It sounded like a burst of balloons. Those tragic green faces wailed and slumped, as if snow and ice had melted.
Dan Niang's hands turned toward the heart, and countless remnants of the lingering yam gathered in her palms, forming a green that penetrated the heart and spleen.
Get on the table.
The crossbow knife cuts the pork belly into continuous dice pieces, with a clip of chopsticks, the tender white belly can be picked up more than a foot long.
Cha Xiaodao took a deep breath, his face paled a lot, but his eyes were full of enthusiasm.
饕餮 Food feast · Brittle oil.
Quality: Rare
Category: Consumables
It takes a quarter of an hour to eat.
Restores all energy and removes stubborn negative states, including but not limited to: soul damage, witchcraft, falling head, etc.
"I don't see how you still have it."
Checking the knife was no wonder.
Li Yan touched his chest without any joy on his face. A prompt from Yan Fu came to his ear.
"The chaos in Hongmen tattoos is exhausted."
"You lose your state: fierce! (Hundred ghosts retreat)."
"Accelerated healing of wounds by 20% remains."
"The effect of saving 30% of stray bullet damage remains."
"You can look for chaos, or the smell of a strange beast, in any Yan Fu fruit to recharge your tattoos. Different breaths will inject different effects into your tattoos."
Only two incidents have been used, but it can also be used as much as possible ...
Li Yan went to the table, Cha Xiaodao took two pairs of chopsticks, handed them to Li Yan and Dan Niang, confidently made a "please" action.
"Taste it. In our years, we couldn't taste such an authentic oil explosion."
"Well?" Dan Niang accidentally looked out the door: "It's snowing."
...
Snow falling.
Pei Yunhu opened his eyes and looked up at the sky.
Snowflakes the size of goose feathers were scraped into Pei Yunhu's eyes one after another, melted by the temperature, and water droplets ran under the corner of Pei Yunhu's eyes.
"Actually, I still hope that you can help me for a while, after all, it will take me a lot of work to help you prepare for the Nisi and Niji units."
Renny, no, "Renni" squatted beside Pei Yunhu who was lying down, holding a cup of milk tea in his hand, and lingering.
"However, those people found that I obediently returned, and sooner or later I can react. The fact that I am a fake. From this perspective, whether you do it or not has little effect on me."
The man in the suit threw the milk tea cup, stood up, looked away from Pei Yunhu, and turned into the snow.
"In short, thank you for your wanton behavior, Yan Fu walking."
The corner of the mouth of the man in the suit widened.
"The thunder sounds again, and the sky will clear up, won't it?"
Yin Hong's blood dried up, leaving a large beach behind Pei Yunhu's head.
The handsome face with golden silk glasses has become stiff and blue, and there is no trace of people ...
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