I...... Dead.

Yin Xin looked up to the sky and fell on the vast snowfield, looking at the goose feather snow scattered in the sky, and muttered to himself.

Just now, I was still in Kyoto with a hot climate, why, I came to this cold snowfield in an instant, and sure enough, I was already dead, is this what hell looks like? There was no pain at all, no wounds or blood, but it was cold, very cold, and the snow was about to drown itself.

"Hiss ......"

Yin Xin shivered with cold, stood up from the ground, and walked into the distance with difficulty against the blizzard. There was only the sound of the wind whistling, and he was cold and hungry, but he was conscious and refused to fall. I don't know how far I walked with difficulty, Yin Xin suddenly saw a little bean-like light in the distance, and quickly accelerated and ran over......

"Bang !!"

Yin Xin, who was so cold, violently pushed open the door of the hut and broke into the hut, and then closed the door. The warm temperature in the room instantly relieved Yin Xin, and at the same time smelled a strange and warm fragrance. I saw that there was a table of steaming food on the table, colorful, quite like some kind of chowder, which in the eyes of the chefs, was an extremely vulgar practice, spoiling the ingredients, and the most uncooked, would be the most uncooked, but at this moment, Yin Xin couldn't be picky, and immediately sat down at the table, grabbed the spoon and swallowed the chowder, while involuntarily muttering:

"Delicious...... Delicious......"

"Yin Xin, who allowed you to break in, and who allowed you to eat my food without permission."

Suddenly, an old voice sounded on the other side, Yin Xin was startled, only to find that there was a kind old man sitting across the table. Yin Xin put down the spoon in a daze and muttered:

"Who are you? Why...... Know what my name is? ”

"I'm not anyone, I'm just the last remaining trace of Duan Changqing's soul. Attached to the fragment, as for what kind of me you see, what you hear me say, what you taste, it's actually a reflection of your own heart, so. You don't see anyone, you're just looking at yourself, Yin Xin. The old man said.

"I don't understand." Yin Xin shook his head and said.

"No, actually, you know, it's just that you don't even believe it. Yin Xin, you ask yourself, what is delicious? I'm afraid everyone's position is different. meat for some people. It's the supreme delicacy, no matter how it's made, it's more flavorful than vegetables, but what about vegans? But they can't tolerate any kind of meat, meat is poison for them. So, I guess what you're looking for isn't really about honing your skills to satisfy some of your hard-nosed customers. Day after day. Because, you can never satisfy everyone. The reason why you are here is really just to pursue the most basic question of your own heart, that is, what do you want most? Why Become a Chef? What is the end of the deliciousness? But you don't know the answer to this question, and you think you'll know the answer if you become thirteen. If you feel satisfied with the top diners, you will know the answer, but you have not found the answer, which is why you are so lost. Isn't it? The old man smiled indifferently.

"That's right! Sir, what exactly is the answer? Yin Xin asked eagerly.

The old man smiled slightly, and did not answer positively, but just asked with a smile:

"Then why are you here?"

Hearing this, Yin Xin's pupils shrank suddenly.

I see.

It turned out that what he was looking for all the way was not an answer, but just his curiosity. Driven by curiosity, he walks towards the wider sky, just like a hungry eater, driven by hunger, to the table. In that kind of hunger, no matter what the food is, you can eat happily. Therefore, it doesn't matter what the answer is, what you have been pursuing is your own heart!

"What about this dish!" Yin Xin picked up the bowl of chowder with a trembling hand.

"That's right, this dish is a bowl of chowder with twelve dishes, called 'Wuji', which is the beginning and the end of everything. There are no flashy techniques, no complicated recipes, but no one can do it well, because this is a dish that needs to be listened to and tasted with 'heart'. The thirteen people pursued higher skills in order to reach the realm of being able to listen with their hearts, but in the process of chasing, they had long forgotten their original intentions, and could only see exquisite skills and treacherous recipes, which were really on the path of the devil. So, this dish does not save a person's body, but it can save the soul of a chef and bring his soul back to its roots. Knowing this truth, Duan Xu'er's resentful soul can finally be freed......"

Yin Xin nodded thoughtfully, but suddenly his face changed and he spit out a mouthful of blood. In front of him, Dazu's fists were dripping with blood, slowly approaching him. Yin Xin glanced around and smiled bitterly. It turned out that I had just passed out. However, it's not like a simple coma, why, my heart is already clear, and there is no confusion anymore? I don't have any doubts anymore, and I don't have to be afraid anymore......

"What are you laughing at, Yin Xin. At the last moment, do you still want to succeed......" Looking at Yin Xin, who was laughing heartily, Dazu slowly clenched his fists, deeply feeling fooled.

"It's nothing, I'm just sighing, feeling that we have come around in such a big circle, but we have ushered in such an ending. Dazu, what you demanded from your sister, and what I recovered from you, turned out to be ...... I've always been here. Yin Xin smiled and slowly put his hand on his heart.

"I've had enough of your nonsense, no matter what you want, I just want your life, and I want Duan Xu'er to live in pain forever!"

Dazu roared angrily and picked up the triangular kitchen knife and stabbed it directly at Yin Xin's chest, but in the next moment, Yin Xin's body had already turned into an afterimage, and he broke the kitchen knife in Dazu's hand with a knife, and swept over Dazu's shoulder like a gust of wind, maintaining the posture of throwing the knife out. Dazu slowly turned his head in shock and said in amazement:

"No way, your body is already ...... Could this be...... The power of fragments? ”

"There is no power on the fragments. However, it has taught me how to find strength. Dazu, your jealousy of your sister and your pursuit of perfection have led you to become a monster step by step, this is your misfortune, and you will live in pain for the rest of your life! Yin Xin looked at Dazu condescendingly and said coldly. (To be continued.) )