Chapter 238: Indescribable black dishes

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"White sugar, do you want to eat the things in the pot?" Kemeng put the big-faced cat into the scarf, pulled out his camera, and turned it on the black cooking pot.
The white sugar nodded fiercely, but considering that the pot is so small, if there is too little food and the evil is not satisfied, what should I do? After all, people can look good, and how many things can be put into the evil god’s belly is unknown. Shi, shook his head violently, and firmly stated that he was not interested in eating.
"Yaya."
No food, no interest.
White Sugar said so on his mouth, but his eyes still unconsciously aimed at the pot, and a drop of crystal saliva flowed out of his mouth.
Sand-salt worms are more direct than white sugar. They don't know what rules are. They just crawl over when they see what they want to eat.
The salt worm didn’t know that Kemeng had another identity, so he let it go. After a while, he ran to the bottom of the black pot, arched his body slightly, and jumped to the arc-shaped pot wall in a rebound manner. Slowly climb up the bottom of the pot.
Seeing the shameless behavior of the sand worm, Bai Xia Tang immediately walked the way for the Cthulhu, slapped the sand worm down, not allowing it to try the first bite.
The first mouth must be from the evil god. This is a question of politeness and a question of life and death.
At this time Kemeng spoke, "Actually you two can eat first, I'm full."
Tangyuan rolled his eyes. Kemeng just got up and didn't even eat breakfast. It was full, but the glutinous rice didn't make a sound. Instead, he hummed and raised his phone with dog hair and turned on the camera to record.
When the white sugar and sand salt insects heard the words, the insects opened wider and crawled again.
White granulated sugar is cautious, and even if he receives permission from the Cthulhu himself, he must show sufficient respect, and he must be careful when uncovering the pot.
Hooking the hook of the black cauldron with a hard feather, it swallowed, looking forward to what food was inside.
White granulated sugar thought about it, and thought of a lot of delicious food, all of which were sand rats that were very fast, rabbit-like creatures that could turn into grass, and sheep-like creatures that summon sand to be thugs.
The sand-salt worm finally climbed to the side of the black cooking pot, thinking about the delicious high-ranking officials instead of the fixed-flavor yellow sand of white sugar.
The white sugar's wings slowly exerted force and lifted the black pot lid, and a thick black gas rushed out from the corner of the pot lid, like a big wave breaking a bank, it could not be stopped, but the amount was quite large.
White sugar and sand worms were the first to bear the brunt. The black air wave rushed into the face, dyeing the white carved head black, and the white jade-like worms also became black.
"Acridine!" The white granulated sugar retracted its wings like lightning, his face was shocked, and he got up incoherently, fell to the ground and kept pooh.
The sand-salt worm, like a petrified worm, fell backwards to the ground, bounced twice, then foamed at the mouth, and its eyes were round, like a creature that lost its dream.
The glutinous rice were separated by a few meters, and he smelled the century-old odor, his face changed drastically, but the hair covered his face and no one saw its expression.
The little lizard also smelled that very special smell. It was not that kind of special smell, but that kind of very special disgusting that made the lizard want to vomit.
The little lizard's belly turned upside down, almost vomiting what was being processed in its belly, but fortunately it held back.
Kemeng lightly covered his nose, it was really stinking, and he was deeply impressed by the smell.
After waiting for a while, the little lizard's belly was processed, and a small sculpture was pulled from its bottom.
The small metal sculpture looks like a lizard's head, standing upright, and making strange gestures with both hands. I don't know what it means.
It was also the moment when the sculpture was pulled out, the small sculpture opened its eyes and looked at the dumplings, white sugar, sand worm and an untransformed crystal stone next to it.
The sculpture opened its mouth, uttered an unintelligible language, and had a long tongue, "#@!#!"
This passage is somewhat aggressive, and people who are not resistant will be affected by it and lose their basic mind.
Kemeng has a strong spiritual perception and vaguely heard the other party's meaning. Believing in it, it can give everyone a powerful force.
But Kemon saw the deep hostility in the sculpture's eyes, and I am afraid that things are not as friendly as it says.
Tangyuan was half-transformed and slapped the metal sculpture's head with a slap, smashing and squashing the metal sculpture. He couldn't even speak.
The strength of this metal sculpture is very weak, which is probably related to the metal material used. If it is given a stronger material, it should be able to produce a stronger sculpture.
"The items on the evil side, um, don't apply to me." Kemun took out a small notebook to record information about the golden lizard and the sculpture, and made a cross mark.
This thing is strongly hostile to foreign life, unless it is stamped with a positive spiritual stamp and its thoughts are transformed, otherwise it will always be evil.
After testing the metal transformation ability of the little lizard, Kemon did not give up the idea of ​​testing it when it was the turn of the big pot.
According to the strange knowledge given by the big face cat, the food in this big pot has a good buff, but it is too unpalatable.
As long as you can't eat dead people, it is necessary to try a bite.
As for who will be the tester, Kemun looked at the hostile golden tooth lizard.
Since you are hostile to me, I'm sorry, Kemun first said sorry to the golden tooth lizard in his heart.
"Who will cook the pot?" Kemeng stood there and looked around, and found that the glutinous rice unconsciously stepped back one meter, and found that the owner was looking at it, and it moved one meter forward, but it made a grieved whimper, very pitiful, hope Don't call it the master.
The white granulated sugar was just as stunned as a wooden chicken, and the whole sculpture was stupid, turning into a fool.
The saltworm was a little better lying on the ground and was about to get up, but when Kemeng spoke, he turned his body and continued to spit out foam, trembling.
Finally Kemon put on a mask, held his breath, and slowly lifted the lid of the black dish.
A thick black gas rushed out from the pot~EbookFREE.me~ I couldn't imagine what food inside made up this black wave.
Kemeng had already held his breath, but after boiling, the contents of Kemeng still refreshed Kemeng's three views.
A group of indescribable things lay in the black cooking pot, like tentacles and other things, slowly creeping in the black liquid.
When every bubble appears and bursts, a violent black gas will burst.
When the black air dissipated, the things in the pot finally took shape.
This is a very deformed monster head, with a big head and countless tentacles. When looking at it, I feel that there are various mosaics that blur Kemeng's impression of it, and it always feels indescribable.
A feeling of nausea rose in my heart, and I wanted to throw away everything in this pot.
At this moment, the pitch-black Kemeng turned and looked at the golden lizard.
The body of the little lizard trembled, and its spirituality issued the most disgusting warning in history.