Chapter 2475: chopsticks

If he couldn’t make it, Ye Fan had to change his plan and screamed: "Dome, you are not the invincible general of Megatron?"
Are you still scared by the demons in the district?

The dumplings are more energetic, obviously not listening.
Nothing, Ye Fan can only make the last move.
I ran to the side of the grill and took off a few bunches of the most visceral kebabs. I came to the dumplings and swayed a few times.
The small nose of the dumplings sniffed and turned very unwillingly.
"Oh...Tangyuan, the beast and the beast, thanks to you, this skewer is my gift, not enough for me to get it again," Ye Fan laughed.
The dumplings were flying, and the whole body was hung on the skewers, and the hugs were picked up.
Ye Fan was relieved. Although he learned the dragon, he did not know why, he could not communicate with the dumplings.
Fortunately, he knows the fate of this guy, and he can't help but laugh. This lazy bear is as good as ever.
"Your head is not bad, the hair color is all equal, it is a pity to be sealed."
Ye Wu’s suddenly appeared behind him, with a plate of meat and a jug of wine in one hand.
"what?
Sealed?

Ye Fan turned back and said: "What do you mean?"
"This is already an adult, but it has become the form of the young cub, and of course it has been sealed by the power of God.
But this is not a vicious seal, I just want to make it avoid being targeted by some people.
When I was a child, it was no different from Bai Yu, so it was safer.
Ye Fan frowned. "How do you unlock the seal?"
Ye Wuyao asked: "Why are you going to unlock the seal?"
Ye Fan is silent.
"You see, it is not very happy to eat meat now. The main ability of cockroaches is only to ward off evil spirits.
Even if you unlock the seal, how much difference can you make it?
It’s not the dragon and the phoenix, the wind and the rain, the lightning.
Not as good as it is now, but also eat a little less, or become a big one, how do you raise it?

Ye no end to ask.
When Ye Fan heard it, he remembered the statue of the dragonfly that he had seen in the tribe of the monks, and he also dispelled the idea of ​​opening the seal.
Well, for the time being, anyway, it seems that the dumplings themselves do not matter.
It’s not guaranteed, it was sealed because it was too edible...
Come and come down, let’s have two drinks together and try my craft.
I just left some fresh tenderloin, stuffed with salt and salted, and wrapped in white spirited tapioca.
Boiled in the oil, served with golden leaves and spiced fruit.
This is the combination of the ingredients of the Tai Su and the Tai Shi Wei, and the meat section that was made!

Ye Wu has a proud introduction, and then poured wine on himself and Ye Fan.
Looking at the scent of the devil, which is full of color and flavor, Ye Fan is speechless.
I am obviously the sinless city owner who killed the devastating dynasty for thousands of years. Now how can a butcher kill a pig with a sense of sight... I put a piece and put it in my mouth.
Ye Fan couldn't help but say: "True incense..." "Yes," Ye Ye has a taste of his face and tasted it, then took a sip of wine.
The two quietly ate some meat and drank a few glasses of wine.
Not far away, Xiaorou is rushing to drink, but Liu Qinghou is holding her, let her not get drunk.
Book Lanting silently wrote calligraphy and enjoyed himself.
Kuisin wiped his knife with a cloth and looked distressed.
The monks were drinking and talking, as if everything happened during the day, it had no effect.
For the demon that turned into a dish, everyone was relieved.
"This is the charm of food." Ye Wuya has a good time to sip.
Ye Fan returned to God and looked at the man who looked plain and plain, and everything was so simple and unpretentious.
"What are you doing here?"
Ye Wuya smiled faintly: "I haven't seen you for a long time, see how you are, and eat dinner by the way."
"This time point is too special," Ye Fan said.
"Oh... that depends on how you understand it. Isn’t your kid asking me something during the day?
Now, you can say..." Ye Fan is not nonsense, and he opens the door to see the mountain: "The people of the wild temple, are you killing?"

Ye Wuyao shook his head, "Not me..." Ye Fan frowned, is he always misunderstood?
But then there is no word in the leaves, but let him get cold.
"It is Aqun."
Ye Fan was stunned, looking at the old man who was pouring wine to some monks not far away, swallowing his throat.
Ye Qun seems to be aware of anything, and is far from laughing at Ye Fan and Yan.
"Why..." Ye Fan wants to know the reason, he still does not understand, Ye Wuyao exactly what.
The leaves are smiling, and the eyes are faintly faint. "The three words of 'why' are very heavy?"
"of course!"
Ye Fan frowned: "How many lives are there? Do you kill for no reason?
!

"Then I ask you, if it is a human life, you will be so persistent and ask me why?"
Ye no end to ask.
Ye Fan frowned and silenced.
"You see, it is also human life, why one, you will not care too much, hundreds, you care about why?"
Ye Wuya smiled and said.
"I don't know what you are talking about. What does it have to do with the people who kill the wild temple?"
Ye Fan is puzzled.
"Of course there is a relationship..." Ye Wuya sighed. "I also want to know why... because I want to know why, so... I will kill."
Ye Fan was confused and seemed to understand the old food. He did not know how to continue this conversation.
It is said that there is only one line between genius and neuropathy. Ye Fan can't help but doubt whether the leafless spirit is normal... "Look, this pair of chopsticks", Ye Wuya raised his hands and chopsticks, pointing to both ends, "This chopsticks The above is square, the bottom is round, why do you say this?"

Is this related to our topic?

Ye Fan asked.
Ye Wuya smiled and continued: "Because the people at that time thought that the sky was round and the earth was square, pay attention to a 'day round place'.
As the saying goes, 'the people eat food for the sky', when you eat something, use the round head, the sky, from the mouth.
Why does this chopstick look like this, there is a reason, there is a ‘why’.
And a lot of things, why... is a very difficult thing to say.

Ye Fan blinked and thought about what the old guy was talking about.
"Well, just now your kid asked me, now I should ask you," Ye Wuyao said.
"This is the reason why you came to me." Ye Fan pressed down a trace of anger in his heart. "What do you want to ask?"
Ye Wuya smiled. "Do you think that cultivation is for what?"