If it was a person with abundant qi and blood, the fire of life would be vigorous, and the possession of the blue-faced demon would not have gone so smoothly. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

But Lao Zhangtou was already over half a hundred years old, and his old body was weak and his blood and essence had long since declined, coupled with the fear in his heart and his soul was vain, so the soul of the blue-faced demon barely encountered any decent resistance, and he successfully entered this body.

However, the bones of this body are really not very good, and the strength of the whole body collapses, like rusty iron. As soon as I stood up and walked two steps, my body was obviously sore due to the heavy humidity at night.

It's really a bad skin, dirty and smelly, and it doesn't look good or use!

The blue-faced evil ghost showed disgust on his face, and he missed his painting magic weapon very much, but he hated being stolen by the scholar named Liang Lan, and he wanted to design and get the magic weapon back tonight, not to mention, he would definitely have to pay the price for Liang Lan!

The old man, who was possessed by the evil spirit, pushed open the door and walked out of the gatehouse, hunched over and walked slowly towards the backyard.

The direction of the kitchen is there, Uncle Wen, the cook in Lingnan, is the same age as Lao Zhangtou, and the two old men who are over half a hundred years old sometimes take advantage of the good weather to work and idle time, chatting in the sun.

"Puff~" "Puff~"

Smoke rattles on the stovetop, and the aroma of vegetables wafts around.

Although the soul of the master has been changed, the instinctive memory of this body is still there, and the nose still smells it unconsciously, which is considered to be too much.

"Brother Wen, are you still busy?"

Lao Zhangtou walked into the kitchen and said hello familiarly.

Chef Uncle Wen and the two half-apprentices were busy in the kitchen, and when they heard the words, they kept moving, and greeted: "It's Brother Zhang, why do you have time to come to me at night, I'm very busy tonight, let's talk to you another day." ”

"You're busy, Brother Wen, I'll just come over and have a look," Lao Zhangtou took the opportunity to sneak in, looked at the chickens, ducks, fish, and fruits and vegetables in the back, and exclaimed: "Tonight's banquet is really rich, look at this full room." ”

As he spoke, Lao Zhangtou touched a handful of these cooking ingredients and said, "Brother Wen, you have to be busy tonight." ”

The young man who helped the kitchen wiped the sweat on his face, and said with a simple smile: "Tonight is almost busy, and the last two dishes plus Qingkou tea soup will be served." ”

"The last two dishes, those are the finale, but it's amazing, I don't know what we're cooking?"

Man Cang pointed to the two-foot-long big sturgeon that was still fluttering in the water next to him, and the ferocious wild pheasant in the cage next to him, and said: "Uncle Zhang, this dish is exquisite, it happens to be 'Dragon Swims in the Four Seas' and 'Phoenix Dance Nine Days', putting it together means that the dragon and phoenix are auspicious, and the taste is also excellent. ”

"Tsk, that's really exquisite." The old man pretended to have a sudden realization, walked to the big basin where the fish were placed and the cage where the pheasants were kept, and shook his hands a few times. Some of the black powder floated into the water, and there was a pheasant on it.

This is the medicinal powder he carefully prepared, which is colorless and odorless after melting, and it is difficult to notice. The drug did not attack immediately, but when it did, even a large bison would be fainted.

It's not that he didn't think about directly poisoning the food, because the poison was too poorly concealed and he couldn't find a good time to start. Second, he also wanted to leave Liang Lan alive first, and forced him to ask about the whereabouts of the storage bag.

Now that everything was going well, Lao Zhangtou clapped his hands with satisfaction, and walked towards the door with a strange smile on his face.

"Brother Wen, I'll leave first, you guys will be busy, I'll come back to you another day."

He got up with his hands behind his back and disappeared into the distance in a short time.

"Uncle Wen, why do I think this chicken doesn't look energetic?" Mitsukura took a look and felt that something was wrong.

Uncle Wen, who was busy with these things, didn't raise his head, and said directly: "Bacheng has been in the cage for a long time, you kill it first and clean it up." ”

"Oh, okay."

Although Mancang was a little surprised, he didn't think much about it, and directly pulled the pheasant out of the cage with his legs.

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Another guy who helped, named Chunzao, killed the chickens and fish with him, and carefully rinsed them with clean water. In the end, according to Uncle Wen's instructions, they cut all kinds of ingredients and put them on the table.

When the chicken and fish ingredients arrived in Uncle Wen's hands, it was like pen and ink in the hands of painters, and they suddenly had their own vitality. As the flames steamed, Uncle Wen stood by the pot with a spoon. Steamed or grilled, stir-fried or stewed, it doesn't take long for two plates of dishes with both colors and flavors to appear on the stove.

Sure enough, it is worthy of the finale, Man Cang sniffed it with his nose, and the fragrance overflowed, which made people drool from afar.

"Stinky boys, don't smell it, I've left a few pieces here to taste, let's eat it."

Seeing this, Uncle Wen smiled and handed the porcelain bowl with a small piece of meat to Man Cang and Chunzao, and when he saw them gobbling up two bites, he said, "Look at the two of you monkeys are in a hurry, hurry, bring the dishes to the master first." ”

After Mancang and Chun Zao finished eating, they looked at it with unfinished eyes, quickly wiped their mouths with the back of their hands, and sent them to the house.

In the courtyard next to him, the old man who was possessed by evil spirits hid next to the black tree, his eyes were stern.

Seeing that Mancang Chunzao and the two of them sent the vegetables into the house, he grinned and showed a weird smile, and said softly: "There is still a stick of incense time, so I will let you make trouble for a while." ”

In the green grass beneath their feet, crickets screamed in the night.

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