Chapter 574 Jue: It seems that there is one less dish to cook? (Thanks for not wanting to talk about the leader)
"Come on, bullfrog and chicken pot."
“Meal for two, big portion.”
The lady boss, who had a pretty face and seemed to have gone back to put on some make-up, personally brought the dish with the toppings. There was so much meat that it almost overflowed. I murmured in my heart, no wonder it was said to be a meal for two. It turned out that someone was here.
Under the temptation of delicious food, Wei Yuan woke up after burning out, and sat over holding his stomach.
Stomachache?
pain.
How about eating?
eat!
Only at this time, he also received a text message from the special operations team.
It was probably to tell him that the leftist monk had been convicted of his crime and what he had probably done. Wei Yuan did not wrinkle up slightly. Xiaoqing was chewing a piece of bullfrog meat, his face bulging as he chewed. It didn't look like a snake at all.
, more like a hamster spirit.
"What is it?"
Xiaoqing wiped her mouth gracefully.
The bones of the bullfrog's leg in front were carefully pieced together, leaving not a trace of meat on them.
It seems there is no Bullfrog restaurant on Sakurajima.
Wei Yuan complained in his heart and said casually: "It's the identity of the left monk before. He was a blood monk." The girl frowned. Blood cultivation is a special kind of evil cultivation that uses human essence and blood as its resource. In ancient times,
Sometimes he was even called the Blood Demon.
Even when she heard what the blood monk said, a sense of disgust appeared on her face.
Cold-blooded animals also have blood.
Using blood as the basic resource for cultivation, such a monk is naturally annoying.
"Aren't you going to snap him off?"
The girl stretched out her palm and gave her neck a virtual chop.
"Uh, no, but there should be a long prison sentence."
Wei Yuan was thoughtful and realized immediately.
In the past, the three- to five-hundred-year prison terms in the West were seen as a joke, but in this era, they might be true. No, this is actually not that accurate. This is not a new thing. For example,
Speaking of Gonggong, for example, Water Monkey.
They were the first ancient victims of this punishment.
Xiao Qing frowned and said, "These evil monks want to practice by sucking blood."
Wei Yuan glanced at the girl strangely and said earnestly: "What era are we in? Which blood cult in the corner would go directly to find someone to suck blood?" He picked up a bullfrog thigh and tasted the taste, confident that he
The ones made here will taste better than the ones in this store.
Said: "You practice blood-sucking, do you know if there is anything wrong with the blood of the person you sucked?"
"Not to mention high blood lipids and high blood sugar."
"If there is any blood-borne disease, wouldn't it be the same as taking poison?"
After the popularization of spiritual practice, it is inevitable that some evil monks will appear. China has a long past, and the practice systems are flourishing. You might just spend three or five yuan on a street stall to pick up a tattered book, and there may be everything in it.
Hiding something.
Wei Yuan heard Zhang Hao say it.
There was a Neptune who engaged in blood cultivating before, but found out that he had contracted HIV from vampiric cultivating at some time, and mixed with severe influenza plus hepatitis A and hepatitis B and a series of blood-borne diseases. The medical professors at the time were shocked. This guy directly robbed that person.
A local virus database?
In addition, there are people whose blood is extremely oily.
One more sip, it's like knocking down a bottle of vodka, and it's tooth-droppingly sweet.
The modern human blood genealogy is outrageous.
After that, those blood cultivators learned the lesson.
Cultivating blood and cultivating evil in this era is like opening a blind box of chocolates, or the kind of bad taste. You don’t know whether your next target is a delicious hazelnut chocolate, or a shit-smelling chocolate limited to dung beetles.
Version.
It is also possible to complete the periodic table of elements in one sip.
They prefer blood banks and civilized people.
Not only has it been certified by China, the blood quality meets the standards.
No matter you like type A blood, type B blood, or even the kind of HR-negative panda blood that cherishes SSR extremely, you can find it. It is perfect. Compared with this type, there are people who specialize in repairing Yemao Mountain.
The crematorium workers were killed, and those with iron sand palms opened a food stall to cook sugar-fried chestnuts.
As well as those who go to do physical work, making money while exercising their bodies.
Life is full of joy.
The world changed, and an era was born when only the buffet owner was injured.
Wei Yuan put down his cell phone and said casually: "That person turned out to be a blood station worker. He often ran in to steal blood for practice. After he was discovered, he took a desperate risk and stole a whole refrigerator of HR-negative panda blood. I guess he will be charged with obstructing official business?"
Or...well, corruption?"
Wei Yuan discovered for the first time that times have really changed.
Even blood cultivation has become a niche but relatively harmless way of cultivation.
There are even posts teaching you how to identify where there is more blood repair.
It is known that Chinese people love to eat.
Therefore, the following solution steps can be obtained:
Open the takeout app.
If there are a lot of popular shops around you, then go to the old shop of Xuexiu.
If anyone has a note, garlic is not required in Mao Xue Wang.
Very good, this guy is a Western vampire disguised as a Chinese blood cultivator.
A blood bag in the refrigerator at home.
But you must not start a group to kill him and then lick his blood pack.
But it's good that the matter is over. It seems to be just a simple bloody cult incident.
Rather than premeditated and interfering variables.
It's not some ancient resurrected being doing something small.
Wei Yuan looked at the girl over there who was lowering her head to eat, and said naturally: "Do you have somewhere to go now?"
"Come back with me for dinner today, and I'll introduce some friends to you."
The most important thing is Jue, the joy that I hope to share with my friends and disciples.
It's more like showing off.
look!
Beautiful, right?!
Of course, by the way, besides that, Bai Suzhen is also there.
The girl who lowered her head to eat paused for a moment.
"oh."
He gave a simple answer and continued to cook.
Wei Yuan rubbed his belly and started to cook.
The two began to use their chopsticks faster and faster, and they moved like the wind.
In the end, they even started fighting with chopsticks to snatch the meat.
The shameless sword master successfully snatched the last piece of bullfrog meat by relying on the use of chopsticks with his overlord's marksmanship.
And he took a bite while the girl watched helplessly.
Feeling proud.
This is to repay the headbutt just now.
The landlady, who had been hesitating for a long time, came over with a camera and asked with a smile: "You two, we have a photo wall here left by our guests. Do you two want to take a photo as well? We want to use it for publicity.
In our store.”
"group photo?"
Xiaoqing hesitated and was about to refuse when the museum owner over there said naturally:
"OK."
Xiao Qing glared at this Taoist who had been outside for five hundred years. Seeing the smile on the face of the landlady, she didn't know how to refuse. At least she straightened her appearance a little and sat there. She was led by Bai Suzhen.
During that time, I could transform into the personal little girl of everyone on the edge of the West Lake.
In terms of etiquette and posture, even in Jiangnan in the Song Dynasty, it can be done well.
Now, that kind of posture is even more distinct and dignified.
This is especially true when you have restrained the wildness in your nature.
When the girl is ready.
The owner of the museum next to him suddenly turned his head and said in shock: "Huh?!"
"That's a UFO!"
"You think I'm stupid, I definitely won't believe it..."
"Ah, no, it was Bai Suzhen who flew over on Xu Xian?!!"
"Hey?! What!"
The girl subconsciously widened her eyes and turned her head, only to see the man looking at her with a smile. Then she realized that she had been deceived, and an anger appeared in her eyes. The dignified and elegant posture was suddenly broken. At this moment, that
The boss lady next to me quickly clicked the shutter button with quick eyes and hands.
After a while, the lady boss handed over the Polaroid photo.
In the photo, the museum owner is smiling, while the originally dignified and heroic girl turns her head, with helplessness remaining on her face, her eyes widened, and a smile and a hint of anger at the corners of her mouth. Compared to the original photo, she looks more vivid and bright.
Much more.
Xiaoqing held the photo and thought of the painting she had left behind.
The low-rise houses in the painting have become the bright background of the current restaurant, and the ancient gown has also been transformed into a modern and simple decoration, but there is a sense of beauty that corresponds to the past and the present, as if the passage of time is being witnessed before one's eyes.
Wei Yuan said: "Hmm, the photo was very good."
"Humph, it would definitely be better if you didn't deliberately cause trouble."
The girl replied unhappily.
After thinking about it, I quietly collected this photo.
"As long as you like it."
"I may use your photos a little bit, but of course, it won't have any impact on you."
The landlady smiled and nodded, watching the two guests leave.
Then print out another photo.
Meditate, turn on your phone, click and open a small group.
It was an account called "True Love Invincible". Then he clicked on "The Vodka Lady in the Museum Attic" and chatted privately: "Madam, madam, I have a new material, a very cute customer..."
“Can you draw a CP diagram?”
After thinking for a moment, she added:
"I'll add money!"
……………………
Meanwhile, the museum.
"It's true, jealousy is not a good thing."
"Yes Yes."
"So I will cook today as an apology for my previous capriciousness."
After Tiannu Jue said it, Yuanjue, who was holding the spoon, smiled and clasped his hands in agreement.
The girl hummed the tune she heard in her dream in Taoyuan, swaying slightly, and tied her hair into a neat ponytail. She swayed gently as she hummed, and the ponytail swayed back and forth. The old mountain master had no choice but to sigh:
"Na Yuan is both capable and has a clean background."
"Your Majesty Jue, it seems like there is nothing we can do."
"...Yes, after all, these five thousand years are considered innocent."
The Taiqi Mountain God whispers.
The water ghost patted his chest and said, "That's my boss. In one word, absolutely!"
"In five thousand years, he has not had any luck with women. That is to say, Miss Jue is looking at him."
"That's great material for becoming a monk!"
Yuanjue agreed with this and gave it a thumbs up.
Many mountain gods and water gods smiled and nodded on the surface, as if they agreed with his statement, but in their hearts they silently said how pitiful he was.
The water ghost raised his head, slapped his forehead, and said, "By the way, I haven't told Miss Jue yet."
"Doctor Bai seems to be going to the city center to attend a symphony concert and will not be back until tonight."
"There is no need to prepare dinner for her."
The water ghost then ran to the kitchen and shouted.
He sat on the sofa again holding the happy water.
The sound of shared bicycles came from outside, and Wei Yuan's laughter was heard.
The water ghost stood up with a smile and said: "Ah, my boss is back."
Go to the door and look outside.
He just glanced at it, the smile on his face frozen.
Why is there an extra little girl?
This critical moment.?!!
The water ghost stopped thinking.
I looked at the mountain and water gods behind me and the goddess who came out of the kitchen.
Then react quickly.
The door was closed immediately with a clang.
Turn around and lean against the door, block it, and do it in one go!
A girl's muttering voice and the sound of banging on the door could be heard outside.
"Huh? Why is it closed? Open the door!"
"Open the door!"
Cold sweat broke out on the water ghost's forehead.
The girl in the front with a high ponytail and an apron is holding a kitchen knife in her left hand.
With curious eyes, he looked at the water ghost: "What's wrong?"
"No, it's nothing..."
The water ghost glanced at the sharp-edged boning knife in the girl's hand, which was like a hatchet.
I felt the force of the vitality girl outside smashing the door.
Separated by a wall, he felt a huge sense of oppression. As a ghost, he had to bear too much for this family.
The corners of his mouth twitched.
Face does not change color:
"...I heard wrong."
PS: Today’s first update... 3,400 words, Chapter 2 will be posted early in the afternoon. Thank you. I don’t want to say leader, thank you~