Chapter 448: hard to swallow

After Cheng Hao coughed, the voices of Lan Xiaoyu and Gu Yingshan could hardly be heard next door. I think they also noticed the difference in sound insulation and stopped communicating loudly.
Cheng Hao then lay on the couch alone, with his hands on his pillow, he began to recall the past, and brought out all the bits and pieces of his previous life, and he couldn't remember the circumstances under which his nameless exercises would be. Leak out.
Could it be said that there are two kinds of nameless exercises in this world?
That doesn't make sense, even if there are two copies, how did the fellow fellow know his name as the Azure Emperor? To know that in today's human world, there are not many people who still know the details of his Azure Emperor.
Besides, even if you have heard of the name of the Azure Emperor, how can you connect his nameless technique with the Azure Emperor? In his last life, Cheng Hao didn't have a hobby of talking about his nameless exercises.
Could it be said that people who have seen themselves have unknowingly gained an unknown technique?
It's not right. If that's the case, why didn't he start practicing Wuming exercises until three hundred years ago? Even if it’s just obtained, the cultivation base of a person who can live for ten thousand years is definitely not that low.
Weird, it is really strange.
It seems that any kind of inference has very unreasonable counter-evidence, making Cheng Hao like falling into the clouds and feeling for clear clues.
I even don't know where the Qingli City is now. Three hundred years have passed. He who wants to come to have an unknown technique should at least have the cultivation base of Emperor Wu, right?
In addition, his appearance should have returned to his normal appearance, which is a bit embarrassing.
Cheng Hao is thinking
When I was downstairs, I heard a babbling little song. I turned to look at the sky. It was already dusk before I knew it. It’s dinner time. The little song downstairs is about to relieve diners’ boredom. of.
Cheng Hao got up and walked to the next door, knocked on the door, and Gu Yingshan opened the door to reveal his head, with a wary expression on his face.
After seeing Cheng Hao, he stepped forward and put him in the door.
"I said Senior Sister Gu, Senior Brother Lan, shall we go downstairs to feed the belly?" Cheng Hao said while looking at the two.
Gu Yingshan looked at Lan Xiaoyu, who was about to nodded in agreement, but Gu Yingshan said: "In such a pickled place, it is hard to swallow if you want to eat. It is better to eat the dry food we brought."
"Eating dry food again? Anyway, we are in a place where there are people. Let's go and taste the local characteristics?" Cheng Hao didn't want to eat dry food, especially the dry food prepared by Yu Wei.
Lan Xiaoyu smiled and said, "Junior Brother Cheng’s dry food is not tasty, lady, we will give Cheng Hao some of what we brought."
Gu Yingshan suddenly became unhappy. The food he brought this time was carefully made from Yuxian Peak and was specially for Lan Xiaoyu. How could he give it to Cheng Hao?
But since Lan Xiaoyu had said so, she always had to agree with her as a lady, so she wanted to pay for it.
Cheng Hao stopped and said, "Hey, dry food and dry food are for emergency use. Anything can happen when going out to experience. Food and water are especially important, so we shouldn't just take them when necessary."
Cheng Hao’s words are empirical. He encountered a lot of dangers during his travels in his last life, so he refused to eat and drink.
It's just waiting, if it's that time, it will show that the dry food you carry is precious.
Gu Yingshan frowned: "How can it be so serious, and my husband, he must not be used to the following..."
"Sister Gu, don't you agree to start training Brother Lan from trivial things? This is the first thing." Cheng Hao looked at Gu Yingshan.
Gu Yingshan was taken aback, then nodded slightly, then looked back at Lan Xiaoyu.
She had already told Cheng Hao about Lan Xiaoyu's lack of exercise, and Lan Xiaoyu was not convinced. Now that Cheng Hao and Gu Yingshan looked at him like this, she suddenly became proud.
He patted his chest and said: "Today you have to look at my manhood! Isn't it just something to eat? What's the problem! Go!"
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Lan Xiaoyu regretted...
He felt that what he was talking upstairs was nonsense, and now he looked at the table of food placed in front of him and he wanted to vomit.
See what kind of mess is this? Food, don’t you pay attention to the color, flavor and taste? But now these things on the table are good.
Four dishes, also known as the signature of this small shop, let's see what they are.
A plate of Fangzi meat is actually boiled white meat. This dish is the favorite of poor farmers, and you can’t eat it before the holidays.
It is also the favorite of traders who are tired of dry food and lack of oil and water during the trip, but, but this is too disgusting?
The pig hairs on the white square meat have not been plucked clean yet, and it is obvious that there are a few stubborn pig hairs standing upright, swearing that it is mighty and unyielding!
And the greasy yellow fat can be seen by Lan Xiaoyu
I just want to vomit! Not to mention, the key is what is the black printing on the white meat?
It's all finger prints, right?
Think about the guy named Sanniu who served them food just now, those dark dirty hands...
Moreover, this Fangzirou is the most pleasing to the eyes of the four dishes, and the other three dishes are simply impossible to read!
Lan Xiaoyu felt that her stomach was boiling, her throat was rolling, facing such a table of things, especially facing the half of the jar that was yellow and sticky, and the so-called wine with unknown objects floating in it was even more impressive. Want to go crazy.
Can something like this porridge be called wine? The taste is still sour and sour. You don't need to drink it. Just a drill in your nose can drive people crazy!
Not to mention it was Lan Xiaoyu, even Gu Yingshan was a little bit uncomfortable in the face of such a table of things, except that Cheng Hao didn't care much, and he even ate and drank.
When he was walking in the desert and Gobi, the living scorpion lizards were all one bite each. The dignified Qing Emperor was not so pretentious.
"Eat, how can you just look at it?" Cheng Hao smiled and lifted a piece of white meat. His fingers stretched out with spiritual energy surged, cutting across the surface of the white meat like a sharp blade, cutting off the pig hair and dirty finger prints, and discarding it. In the basket of Xiaoyu bowl.
Lan Xiaoyu was shocked, looking at the small piece of white meat as if seeing a terrifying monster.
Then he saw Cheng Hao nonchalantly swallowing a piece of meat into his stomach, and he had the courage to take a bite.
Yep! Not to mention, although this thing looks shabby, it does not taste bad.
Cheng Hao smiled and looked at Lan Xiaoyu: "That's right.
If we go out, we must be able to make do! "