Chapter 445 I declare that I have lost this competition
A group of demons and ghosts who had been robbed of their food were quite angry at first, but when they saw the strange operation of the Dream Soul Beast, they forgot their anger for a moment, and they all squinted their eyes and looked at him curiously.
...What is he doing??
Shen Qiqi wanted to remind the Dream Soul Beast at first, but now when she saw the Dream Soul Beast praying devoutly, she felt that the scene was very funny for no reason.
Although it was her first time dealing with the Dream Soul Beast, and the first time the process was not very pleasant, she could basically tell that this Uncle Meng was definitely the kind of master who was not afraid of anything.
But even such a prickly person, who says "I am the best in the world", can turn into a soft-footed shrimp just for the sake of a bite to eat.
It's very good to have a weakness. At least you will know what method to use in the future to quickly and effectively control this Uncle Meng.
Shen Qiqi narrowed her eyes and curled her lips silently, then she crossed her arms and took time to admire the "Picture of Uncle Meng Begging for Food."
Too pious, the Dream Soul Beast started to pray and his body moved like a sculpture. Even the expression on his face remained in a pious state. If it hadn't been for the occasional gust of wind blowing over the cliff and lifting the hem of his clothes, the dream at this moment would have been lost. The soul beast looks exactly like the picture.
However, it has no effect.
After a devout prayer, the Dream Soul Beast took a bite carefully as if it were eating a glutinous rice dumpling for the first time.
puff--
This time I heard a noise.
Hahaha, the way he ate just now was indeed wrong!
Dream Soul Beast's eyes were bright and he almost danced with excitement. He was about to enjoy the food. However, the next moment, the taste of chewing wax exploded in his mouth. His stomach was so disgusted that he almost vomited. come out.
He hurriedly spit out all the food in his mouth, stared at his big bull's eyes, looked at the pot for cooking wontons, and then at the pot for cooking glutinous rice balls. He thought wildly: It's not the way he eats that's wrong. Is it because of the pot?
Yes, that must be the case!
Dream Soul Beast immediately picked up the raw wontons that had just been wrapped in a dustpan and had not yet been cooked, and poured them all into the pot for cooking glutinous rice balls. Then he waved his big hand of cattail leaf fan to urge the paper man to light the fire.
"Hurry up, hurry up, light the fire, only the food cooked in this pot will be delicious!"
Shen Qiqi, who was watching the fun with great interest: "..."
She was so startled that she staggered and almost fell.
In her two lifetimes, this was the first time she heard that whether food tastes good or not has something to do with the pot!
Moreover, she added sugar to the pot for cooking glutinous rice balls, but the wonton filling was salty and fragrant. Using sweet soup to cook salty wontons like this... was simply a waste of ingredients by stewing them randomly!
Shen Qiqi couldn't continue to watch the fun, she hurriedly asked the paper man to take out the wontons, then looked at the Dream Soul Beast, and said speechlessly: "The decisive factor of whether the food is delicious or not is who is in charge of the cooking and the pot. It doesn’t matter whether you pay half a penny or not...it doesn’t matter whether you pray before meals or not.”
Even if the pot is cooking delicacies from the mountains and seas, the diners at the bottom of the cliff will never be able to taste it without her hands.
Shen Qiqi accidentally discovered that she had this ability in her previous life: any meal made by her hands can be eaten by living people and dead people.
Although the dream soul beast's taste has been blocked by the Night Travel God, the taste of eating the food of the dead is not affected.
Dream Soul Beast himself also knew this. After listening to Shen Qiqi's words, he stared at her carefully for a long time and suddenly realized, "Are you Po Meng?"
On the Naihe Bridge, there was an old woman who was guarding the bridge and made soup for the ghosts to see off. Her nickname was: Po Meng.
Only the soup cooked by Po Meng herself can be tasted by Yinhun.
This woman in front of me can cook food for the dead. Who is she if she isn’t Po Meng?
If this woman is really Po Meng, then he will no longer have to gnaw tree roots and bark at the bottom of the cliff!
Dream Soul Beast felt that he had broken through the secret, and now he really danced with excitement, jumping up and down with excitement, and the whole bottom of Ten Thousand Demons Cliff was filled with his laughter.
When the Dream Soul Beast was just a small one, its voice was surprisingly loud. Now that it has become such a big lump, its voice is even louder, like thunder, which made Shen Qiqi's eardrums buzz.
She covered her ears, thinking that the Dream Soul Beast really lived up to the word "dream". Look at its imagination, which was so wide-open.
As for Po Meng, why don't you say she is the Great Emperor of Yedu?
After finally waiting for the dream soul beast ghost to finish screaming, Shen Qiqi corrected her: "I'm not some kind of Po Meng, but I can indeed make food for the dead... The reason? Probably because I am Po Meng's clone. ?”
Who knows.
Anyway, the meals she cooks are different from ordinary meals.
Dream Soul Beast was not particularly concerned about whether she was the original version of Meng Po or a clone of Po Meng.
In the eyes of Dream Soul Beast, it doesn't matter who Shen Qiqi is, the important thing is that this woman must cook for him every day!
Especially after he ate several dishes cooked by Shen Qiqi later, Dream Soul Beast couldn't wait for the judges to score and decide the winner, so he couldn't wait to jump out and announce the result:
"I declare that I lost this competition!"
With one final word, he firmly welded himself to the position of loser, and glared viciously at the judges around him, as if he would fight anyone who dared to judge him as the winner.
All the judges lowered their eyes speechlessly, thinking that we must be crazy to judge you as the winner.
It's good to lose.
After losing this little bully, someone will take care of him.
Later, they went to beg Miss Shen, please Miss Shen, please take this little bully away from the bottom of the cliff, so that they, the residents at the bottom of the cliff, can live a comfortable life for a few days.
Especially Ancestor Teng, as the only spiritual plant at the bottom of the entire Ten Thousand Demons Cliff, Ancestor Teng’s biggest natural enemy is not wind, frost or rain or snow, but it covets his body all the time, running over and hugging him from time to time. He took a bite of the Dream Soul Beast.
Now he is waiting for someone who can control this little bully!
Ancestor Teng hurriedly echoed loudly: "Yes, in this competition, Miss Shen won, and Dream Soul Beast lost!"
The bet that Dream Soul Beast made just now was that if he lost, he would let Miss Shen do what he wanted. As for Miss Shen, she was going for the two vines in Dream Soul Beast's hand from the beginning.
From the looks of it, Miss Shen probably wanted to use those two tendrils to reshape something else.
He would go and talk to Miss Shen later. He had the vine beard and could reshape anything he wanted. The condition was that he must get the Dream Soul Beast out of Ten Thousand Demons Cliff as soon as possible!
Ancestor Teng was thinking secretly in his heart. After hearing his words, the Dream Soul Beast nodded with satisfaction, and then looked at Shen Qiqi with bright eyes.