A dream of eternal things, looking back on a hundred years of life.

Staying in that realistic illusion for a little too long, Fang Yu was a little confused about where he was now and who he was.

"Hey, Xiao Yuzi, wake up, what's the fuss?"

Wei Zhen's familiar voice sounded in his heart again, and Fang Yu came back to his senses.

"I'm Fang Yu, I... It's my body again. ”

Fang Yu retracted his hand and touched himself up and down, fortunately, they were all his own parts, and the most important part was also there.

Fang Yu sobered up a little, and then asked hesitantly, "Wei Zhen, I... What happened just now? ”

"I don't know what's wrong with you, I just watched you come over and grab the steamer and be stunned for a while. The only thing that is abnormal is that the connection between me and your mind seems to be broken for a short while, and I can't even perceive your superficial thoughts and emotions at all. ”

Fang Yu's heart moved, "Although that strange illusion has lasted for decades, the real time seems to be only a moment. ”

Fang Yu remembered that he felt that the steamer in his hand was still warm just now, and the words of the flavor chopstick also verified this.

Fang Yu shook his head vigorously and said, "I experienced an illusion just now, it was very realistic, and it felt like many years had passed all at once. ”

"Oh, really." Miso was surprised when he heard this, "Let me touch this steamer too." ”

As he spoke, he jumped over and put his two small thin arms on the lid of the cage.

A faint light shimmered over Mikushi, who exclaimed in surprise:

"It's hot, it's hot! Hey, it's weird..."

Fang Yu looked at the sauce spoon nervously, ready to pull it away as soon as something went wrong. After a while, the chopsticks didn't seem to be particularly painful, so I waited patiently on the side.

Suddenly, the slender little body of the pork chopper leaned back sharply, and the legs of the two small chopsticks took a few steps backwards, revealing a shocked expression.

Fang Yu hurriedly stretched out his hand to hold the chopstick, and asked it a little nervously: "Do you feel uncomfortable somewhere, I know that you will be a little uncomfortable suddenly attached to people, human emotions are still very special, to your young heart..."

"What are you talking nonsense, I am not the spirit behind me, what is possession of people. What kind of emotion, spiritual, what do you want to say strangely? Wei Zhen interrupted Fang Yu's words impatiently.

"Hey, haven't you experienced Zhang Er's life?"

"What Zhang Er, Zhao Si's, when I touched this steamer just now, I found that the Dao rhyme of the 'Way of Taste' attached to it was activated, but I couldn't absorb it. It's not scientific. Miso looked surprised and annoyed.

Fang Yu rolled his eyes, your own existence is not scientific, okay.

"You didn't just take it before, and you asked me to figure out how to use it myself, and I didn't see you say it was wrong at that time."

Mitsuki explained in distress:

"It's not the same now as it was then. At that time, I could feel a trace of Dao rhyme hidden in it, but that trace of Dao rhyme was like a reflection in the water, I could feel it but I couldn't touch it. Now that trace of Dao rhyme has condensed, but it actually resists me. ”

Wei Zhen scratched the head of his chopsticks hard, and Fang Yu's eyelids jumped when he saw it, fortunately there was no hair on the chopsticks, otherwise it would have been bald.

"As the Dao carrier of this world, theoretically, all the Dao laws under the 'Tao of Taste' can be regarded as my clones, and they should be directly integrated into me. But this silk rhyme actually has a little hazy consciousness, and even resists merging with me. This is impossible, there can only be one Dao carrier in a world. ”

"With a hazy consciousness?" Fang Yu's heart moved, and he told Wei Zhen the illusion he had experienced completely.

After listening to this, Wei Zhen suddenly realized, showing a look of regret:

"Extreme affection can be extremely Tao, that Zhang Er pinned his life's emotions on his cooking skills, bringing together this trace of 'the way of taste'. It's a pity that he is depressed by nature and doesn't understand the method of cultivation, and his skills are close to the Tao but stop at the Tao, and he can't take the last step with the help of Dao Yun. Otherwise, I guess there will be nothing for us now, and this steamer will replace me as a carrier of the Tao. ”

"And what about this steamer now?" Fang Yu asked.

"Chilled. The Dao carrying device before it was formed was like the 'natal magic weapon' in those Xianxia novels, and no one could use it after recognizing the master. Now that the owner is gone, there is no one to help it gather the rhyme, and the original will slowly dissipate. ”

Speaking of this, Wei Zhen nodded: "Hmm, no wonder when I first saw it, I thought that the Tao rhyme on its body was like nothing, and it turned out to be in a dying state." ”

"Now, don't you say that its rhyme has condensed again."

"It's not good now, have you ever heard of the return to light, that's it." The miso knocked on the steamer a little helplessly.

"It is estimated that when you were making steamed dumplings, there was a moment when the mood was somewhat similar to that of his master, and the steamed dumplings you made were also very similar to those back then, so that this old antique mistakenly thought that the owner had been resurrected, so he instinctively tried his best to gather the Dao Yun again, and as a result, he inadvertently pulled you into its memory. However, this also made it exhaust its last vitality, and it is estimated that in a few years, the Dao rhyme on it will completely dissipate. ”

After experiencing Zhang Er's life, Fang Yu had some different feelings for this steamer, and said with some sadness after listening to Wei Zhen's words:

"Is there no other way? You can help me think about it again. ”

"It's not out of the question, if it doesn't resist me, I can merge it in. I am also your 'natal weapon', it is integrated into me, and it can naturally share your benefits from me. It's a big deal that I keep that hazy sense of it and just use it as my plug-in module. ”

Fang Yu touched his nose, thought for a while and said:

"I don't know if it's because I've experienced a fantasy, but I think this steamer seems to be close to me. Let me try to communicate with it and see if I can get it to agree. ”

Fang Yu held the steamer with both hands again, and the light on the steamer lit up again, but it was already much dimmer than before.

After a while, Fang Yu said to the chopstick, "You try again." ”

Like Fang Yu, the weizhen also put his little thin arm on the lid of the steamer, and the light disappeared in a single swallow.

"Hiss" Wei Zhen touched his head, and said angrily: "This guy is quite arrogant, obviously very happy, and he still wants to come like this." ”

Fang Yu covered his mouth and pointed at the chopstick, with a strange expression on his face.

"Laugh if you want, it's all about it for the time being." Miso said annoyedly.

"Hahaha..."Fang Yu pointed at Wei Zhen and smiled.

It turns out that Miso now has an interesting hat on his head, which looks like the lid of a steamer, and as Miso moves, the hat still dangles as if it will fall off at any moment.

"Hahahaha" Fang Yu couldn't stand still laughing and squatted down.

"Okay, okay, it's almost okay, it's not what you asked for, if I just fuse it completely, it will be fine." Wei Zhen was a little embarrassed by Fang Yu's smile.

"Don't laugh, don't you want to know what abilities I have gained by fusing it?"

As soon as Fang Yu heard that he had a new ability, he quickly held back his laughter, tried not to look at the funny little hat, and tried to put on a serious expression and said, "Say it quickly, I'll listen to it." ”

Wei Zhen pulled out a lunge, spread his hands, and put on Wong Fei Hung's classic posture, "Look at it, the time has come to witness the miracle, dangdangdang..."

The little hat on the miso head suddenly disappeared, and a small golden steamer appeared on its hand.

"Hehe, congratulations on your harvest of a Ruyi Golden Hoop Cage, not ninety-nine-eight, as long as one-eighty-eight." Saying that the steamer was big for a while and small for a while, it changed a few times in a row, and with the obscene smile of the shang, Fang Yu was stunned.

Fang Yu was in a cold sweat, and scolded in his heart: What will I say just now, and what will I say about the "natal magic weapon", I was careful and my liver fluttered, thinking that I had found an artifact. Now you tell it turned out to be just a portable steamer! Still wishful golden hoop, are you sure that you are not a monkey looking for a tease?