After Song Shuhang came back from buying a bone-chopping tea knife and soy sauce, he rushed home as fast as he could!

"I was tricked by that onion essence. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info "The green onion in his hand is just an ordinary green onion." It's just that this green onion is full of the breath of the 'onion demon', and it was hidden from him for a while.

――Just now, when he was buying soy sauce, when he took the soy sauce with his right hand holding the 'green onion essence', the force on his fingers accidentally increased a little stronger, and then the 'green onion essence' actually broke in half......

It's broken in half!

Song Shuhang immediately understood that the 'onion essence' in his hand was a fake. Real onion essence...... It's still in your own home, or you may have fled!

"Damn, that's too careless. "Song Shuhang has always been extremely cautious and cautious in dealing with matters related to 'Xiuzhen'.

I didn't expect to be careless when dealing with this green onion essence.

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After quickly running home, Song Shuhang immediately raised his eyes to watch the situation at home.

Then he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, the home was very calm, Zhao Yaya and her two friends whispered in the living room, and in the study, Father Song and Lao Lu's father and son didn't know what they were communicating. Song's mother was still busy in the kitchen...... It seems that the onion essence didn't come and cause trouble.

"So, did the onion essence escape directly?" Song Shuhang secretly ran the "True Self Meditation Sutra", and then used the spiritual power trick 'Spiritual Detective Method'.

At this time, Song Shuhang's spiritual power, which had already opened the three tricks, was much stronger than before, and when the spiritual power was fully deployed, it was enough to envelop his entire family.

When the 'Spiritual Detective Method' was deployed, Zhao Yaya's three daughters, Father Song, and Lao Lu's father and son, who were communicating, paused at the same time, feeling as if someone was peeping at them, and their hearts were a little hairy.

At the same time, everything in the house, even the ants crawling in the dark corners, came into Song Shuhang's mind. Of course...... The picture that Song Shuhang can sense now is still very rough. Although he can sense ants, the ants are all small mosaic grains in his senses.

The larger humanoid objects were already largely reflected in his mind like a video footage.

Searched for a long time...... Song Shuhang couldn't find the 'onion essence'.

It's troublesome, if the onion demon really escapes, if the news of his 'Enlightenment Stone' spreads, then he'll be in trouble.

Hey, wait!

What's in Mommy's hand?

That three-foot-long guy, isn't this my treasure knife broken?

When I was wondering, I saw my mother coming out of the kitchen with a treasure knife.

"Hey, Ah Hang, you're back, why are you standing at the door so stupidly? Give me the bone cleaver and soy sauce, just in a hurry. Mother Song shook off the broken treasure knife and said to Song Shuhang.

"Ahem, Mom, why are you carrying this decorative knife?" Song Shuhang swallowed and asked.

"Haha, your decorative knife is good, it's pretty good, it's sharper than I thought. If I didn't want to stain your decorative knife, I would have used it to cut up large ribs. Mother Song smiled.

Then she said, "Just now, I saw a green onion on the cabinet at the door. Maybe I accidentally landed on it when I came back from shopping in the morning, so I took it back to the kitchen to cut it off and prepare a stir-fry plate of 'fried lamb with green onions'. But the strange thing is that the green onion on the counter can't be cut off. ”

When Mother Song said this, she frowned and said, "It's strange to say, I've never encountered such onions, and I can't cut them with a knife." Looking back, it always feels like something is wrong. ”

Rub, the green onion girl was taken back to the kitchen by Song's mother.

"Hahaha, Mom, that onion is indeed very special. It was a gift from a friend of mine, and it was said to be a new variety of green onion seedlings. I was going to take it home with me, hahaha. "Song Shuhang immediately talked serious nonsense - no, in order to cover up some things in the 'cultivation realm', he has been lying more and more recently.

"Oh, it's a new breed you brought back. No wonder. Song's mother didn't think much about it and accepted her son's statement.

Song Shuhang secretly breathed a sigh of relief - wait a minute, my mother is holding a treasure knife in her hand...... , onion essence, nothing will happen, right?

He swallowed: "Mom, is that green onion seedling still there?"

"Oh, I cut it off. I couldn't cut it with a kitchen knife, so I remembered that your 'decorative knife' was here. Then I took the knife and tried to cut it, and it went well. After a few knives, you can cut it into slices, and you can use this knife well. Mother Song smiled.

Song Shuhang was dumbfounded: "Then, what about the green onions?"

"It's made into fried lamb with green onions, and your new variety of green onion seedlings is really interesting. Obviously, it can't be cut with a knife, but after being cut off, it is passed in oil and fried lightly. The taste is also very fragrant, you can taste it in a while, that plate of scallion fried mutton is really my proud work. Mother Song said triumphantly.

Lamb fried with green onions...... Lamb fried with green onions...... Lamb fried with green onions......

That onion essence, it's not going to die, is it?

Moreover, why didn't the onion spirit resist? Facing a life and death crisis, why did she let Mother Song slice her?

"What about the green onion roots, Mom? Are the green onion roots still there?" Song Shuhang held on to the last glimmer of hope - I don't know if the green onion essence would die if it was cut off? After all, it is a plant goblin, maybe there will be a glimmer of hope for survival if the root is kept?

"Throw it on the edge of the kitchen, what do you want it to do? Oh...... Forget that you want to take this green onion seedling back is cultivated. Song's mother pointed to the kitchen: "I went in and looked for it, several green onion roots were mixed together, on the edge of the board." I'll go and hang the knife back for you. ”

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Song Shuhang quickly ran to the kitchen, and soon he found the 'green onion root' of the green onion essence.

It has a strong smell of onion essence on it.

"Hey, are you still alive?" Song Shuhang asked softly.

However, the green onion essence did not answer, but the green onion root shook slightly.

Looks like it's not dead yet......

Song Shuhang secretly breathed a sigh of relief, he picked up the green onion root and put it away. Then, his eyes fell on the plate of Mother Song's proud, 'scallion fried mutton' on the side.

300 years of fried mutton with green onion essence -- is this thing a big tonic? Or will it eat the dead?

After thinking about it, he took out his mobile phone and quickly boarded the 'Jiuzhou No. 1 Group'.

Shushan was under pressure: "Seniors, one of my 300-year-old green onion essences was cut and fried mutton by my mother...... There is only a root left in the green onion essence, can it still be brought back to life? In addition, the three-hundred-year-old green onion essence fried mutton, will it kill people if you eat it?

This dish is my mother's proud work, and I will definitely serve it to the table and ask the family to eat more, what if I will eat the dead? If he will eat the dead, then he will have to find a way to dispose of it.

Soon, someone replied.

It's the predecessor of Beihe Sanren, as long as he is online, he will always be the first to reply to the senior: "[0_0] Three hundred years of onion essence? This thing is not common." Let me answer your first question: as long as the roots are not destroyed or too damaged, there is still hope of survival. Bury it in the soil and pour some spiritual springs every day, and you will be able to recover it. As for the second question, I haven't tasted fried lamb with green onion essence for 300 years, so I don't know how to answer it. ”

At this time, the drunken moon monk replied: "Second question: Suppose, if your mother is a 'kitchen fairy', that is, a cultivation profession similar to Beixue Xianji, three hundred years of fried mutton with green onions and essence is a great tonic, and even ordinary people can prolong their lives if they eat it!"

Shushan was under pressure: "...... Don't make trouble, seniors, my mother is an ordinary person. ”

Drunken Moon Monk: "Well, in this case, ordinary people will definitely not be able to eat it! Three hundred years of green onion essence contains a lot of demonic energy, and ordinary people will be confused by demonic qi if they eat it." ”

Shushan was under pressure: "What happens after being confused?"

Drunken Moon Monk: "After confusion...... It's going to be a wonderful death! All kinds of deaths, you'd better not try them out of curiosity. ”

Song Shuhang: "......"

The ghost would try this kind of thing out of curiosity!

The Drunken Moon Monk said again: "And I estimate that the monk also has to be careful when eating this 'three-hundred-year-old fried mutton with green onion essence', in case it is affected by the demonic energy inside, it will also be very troublesome." ”

Song Shuhang sighed - he doesn't want to eat it if you give him to eat, as long as he thinks that this onion essence can turn into a delicate girl, but how can he take his mouth?

He is not a pervert, and he will not have a hobby of cannibalism.

――Sure enough, I still disposed of this plate of fried lamb with green onions, although I felt very sorry for my mother's cooking skills, but I still threw it away!

At this time, the three waves of the crazy knife came out: "Shuhang Xiaoyou, are your three-hundred-year-old onion demon roots sold? I'm collecting the materials for Beixue Xianji's 'Immortal Eating Banquet', maybe your three-hundred-year-old onion essence can come in handy." ”

"......" Song Shuhang was silent for a moment and replied: "Senior, it's not very good." It is not easy to practice for 300 years, but it is not easy to turn into a human form and have sanity. I always feel that if I send her to the Immortal Feast to make a dish for people to eat, I can't bear it. It's a life, no matter how you put it. ”

When Song Shuhang's words were posted, the group was silent for a long time.

"Wait!Wait!" Crazy Knife Sanlang made a blood-spurting expression: "You just said that your onion essence has developed a sense, and can it still turn into a human form?"

"Three hundred years of onion demonization into human form?" Beihe Sanren followed closely and asked.

"Now that you've turned into a human form, with your strength, you can still catch her, and you've made onion and lamb?" asked the drunken moon monk.

"It's impossible, are you confused by the demonic aura naturally emitted by the onion spirit? Plant-type spirits, three hundred years have accumulated some demonic energy at most, and they can't open their minds, right?"

Looking at the reaction of the seniors in the group, Song Shuhang was puzzled: "Is it strange that the onion demon turned into a human form?"

At this time, Huangshan Zhenjun said loudly: "Shuhang, I'll make up some common sense for you." Let me give you an example, Doudou is by your side, right? It is now converted into the cultivation of a human monk is the peak of the four grades, and it is one step closer to condensing the 'Demon Pill' to complete the 'transformation' stage. The demon pill is equivalent to the golden pill of human monks. As long as it is a spirit, it is impossible to turn into a human form without a demon pill! It is so difficult for animals, let alone a plant fairy who doesn't even have spiritual intelligence in the first place?"

"The onion essence in your hand is weird. The pharmacist slowly completed his reply.

Crazy Knife Sanlang guessed: "Replant her, and then observe what is special about her." Maybe...... She's got a baby on her!"

Beihe Sanren echoed: "Or, this onion demon has ancient bloodline in its body?"

The seniors in the group talked a lot, and Song Shuhang put away the mobile phone first.

He picked up the 'scallion fried mutton', thought about it, gritted his teeth and walked to the kitchen trash can to empty it.

At this time, it can only be a waste of Mother Song's cooking skills and the three hundred years of onion essence's 'green onion seedlings'.

Just as Song Shuhang opened the trash can and was about to dump the mutton, he suddenly heard the footsteps of Song's mother outside-Song's mother had already walked quickly to the kitchen.

Song Shuhang's action of pouring onions and popping mutton suddenly stopped!

Because the door of his kitchen is two transparent floor-to-ceiling glass doors, if he dumps the mutton into the trash, Mother Song can see it from afar!

When the time comes, if she can't think of a good excuse, Song's mother will have to be furious.

What to do?

Song Shuhang's mind spun quickly.

At this time, Song's mother had already pushed open the glass door: "Shuhang, have you found the green onion?"

Song Shuhang gritted his teeth, opened his mouth and quickly pulled the whole plate of scallion and mutton into his mouth.

When Song's mother had just finished asking...... Song Shuhang had already swallowed the whole plate of scallion fried mutton into his stomach.

Mother Song, "......"

"Mom, this plate is delicious. I accidentally finished eating!Hahaha, it's so delicious, I won't keep it for my dad. Song Shuhang gave a thumbs up.

Song's mother couldn't cry or laugh, and flicked her fingers to give Song Shuhang a brain breakdown.

"Hey, hey. Song Shuhang smirked, took the opportunity to escape from the kitchen, and quickly ran to his room. While the things are not digested, spit them out first......

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After running back to his room, Song Shuhang closed the door and tried to use the method of artificial vomiting to spit out the 'scallion fried mutton' as soon as possible.

However, when he tried to induce vomiting, the whole person was stupid.

Can't spit it out, can't spit it out at all.

His current body doesn't seem to have the concept of 'spitting' at all, and no matter how much he tosses, he doesn't react at all.

At the same time, he felt his stomach start to heat up.

It's like drinking hot soup in the middle of winter, and this hot current keeps burning from the stomach to the lower abdomen. Recalling the introduction of the seniors in the group to the 'three-hundred-year-old fried mutton with green onions', Song Shuhang felt that he might be in trouble.

Did I turn the wrong page in my recent life script?

Song Shuhang took a deep breath and returned to the bedside.

On the bed, Senior Bai was still motionless and still in retreat. How good would it be if Senior Bai was still awake, and he could resolve his current crisis with his fingers, right?

But now, I'm on my own.

Song Shuhang sat down cross-legged on the edge of the bed, closed his eyes and began to practice the True Self Meditation Method, wanting to see if he could digest the strange energy coming out of his stomach.

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"Hahaha, I still want to vomit after eating this demon, no way!" At this time, in Song Shuhang's pocket, the onion essence let out a smug laugh.

It was an accident to be caught by Song's mother to cut vegetables...... But later, when Song's mother grabbed the treasure knife to cut her, a flash of inspiration flashed in her mind and she came up with a clever plan. (To be continued.) )