"Lingyang!"

In a dark space, an old voice suddenly came, and when the old voice sounded, a bright light also followed, and then Ling Yang's figure appeared in this dark space.

"Who, who's calling my name?" Ling Yang looked at the dark space around him where there was nothing and exclaimed.

"I'm the God of Food, and I'm the one you little guy has to challenge before you die!" After Ling Yang finished speaking, the old man's voice appeared again.

"God of Food? Immortals? Could it be that I am dead, and now I have come to Heaven? But that's what Heavenly Court looks like, isn't it? When Ling Yang heard the words of the old man's voice, he immediately opened his mouth and said his guess, in fact, don't look at Ling Yang to see through his uncle, but he is also a young man with a big brain, and he is also a bit of a middle two.

"No, it's just my consciousness space, I felt your strong belief in challenging me before you died, it's been a long time since anyone challenged me, and I think you're still very interesting, so I brought your soul here." The God of Food said.

"Oh, I see, but you old man brought me here, did you want to have a fight with me now?" Ling Yang said with his eyes shining.

"Ahem, no, with your current cooking skills, you haven't even reached one thousandth of my level, if you want to challenge me, it's too early, the reason why I brought you here is to give you a chance." The God of Food coughed and said.

"Chance, what chance?" Ling Yang asked puzzled.

Now that he is dead and only has his soul left, what chance does he have, could it be a chance to be reincarnated again? Thinking of this, Ling Yang was very excited, his soul had been brought here by the God of Food, if he was reincarnated, then he would not be with Meng Po Tang, just like what was written in the novel, reincarnated with memories, in this way, it would be too cool?

"Little one, what are you thinking? I'm just a cook, where do I have such a great ability to let you be reincarnated, but with memories, I can still do it, just like in the novel, after traveling back to the soul of a corpse. The god of food said a little speechlessly.

"That's it, that's fine, anyway, I can live again, no, I really earned it." Ling Yang said happily.

"Have you figured it out? You're really crossing over. ”

"After thinking about it, I no longer have relatives in the world, and the only thing that once supported me was to reach the peak of my culinary skills." Ling Yang said firmly.

"Okay, with such faith, this god feels that you now have a glimmer of hope to be able to challenge this god." The god of food said appreciatively.

"Old man of the God of Food, where do you want to send me? But it doesn't matter, because I can rise anywhere. Ling Yang clenched his fists and said.

"This god is cooking, if you want to reach the point of challenging this god, then naturally you have to hone your cooking skills, so the place you want to go can only be a place to hone your cooking skills, but this god will not tell you, everything has to be experienced by yourself, well, I hope to see you again in the future, come on little guy!" The God of Food looked at Ling Yang and said.

After finishing speaking, Ling Yang suddenly felt that the sky was spinning for a while, and then he didn't know anything.

............

"Hmm... Where is this? Ling Yang opened his eyes, but he felt that his eyes were very heavy, as if they hadn't opened them for a long time.

"Dad, Dad, he's awake!!"

Ling Yang had just woken up, and suddenly heard a childish voice ringing in his ears, but these words made Ling Yang a little confused, because these words were not Chinese, but Chinese.

Ling Yang turned his head slowly, and then he saw a two- or three-year-old child with red hair like a hedgehog on his head, pointing at him while talking to the door.

"What's going on?" Ling Yang thought a little depressed, and then he wanted to do it, but as soon as his hand moved, his eyes straightened, because at this time, his questioning and honing cooking skills, which was full of knife marks and calluses, had turned into white and tender little hands.

Suddenly he remembered that in his previous life, he was attacked and assassinated, and then the god of food saved his soul, so now he is a soul crossing, crossing into the body of a child who is only a few years old, and he has also come to Yuben, but he doesn't know when it is.

To be honest, Ling Yang doesn't hate Yueben, of course, this is only limited to the chef world and the comic world, after all, there have been many excellent chefs in Yueben, and chefs know no borders, but in his bones, Ling Yang still hates his army and politicians.

Just when Ling Yang was thinking about this, a tall man opened the door and walked in, he looked at Ling Yang, who was lying on the bed and had woken up, and said gently: "Oh, I've woken up, it's very good." ”

"Thanks... Thank you! Ling Yang looked at the man and said, although he stumbled, he still said it in words, but he only knew this sentence, and Ling Yang looked at the man's face and felt very familiar, but Ling Yang was sure that he had never seen this man in his previous life.

"Oh, no thanks, by the way, how did you get here?" The man looked at Ling Yang and asked.

"......" Ling Yang couldn't understand, he couldn't even understand the man's words before, but this didn't prevent Ling Yang from thanking others, he could feel that he was saved by the man.

"Oh, well, look at you so young, take a good rest, and when you're rested, I'll talk about the rest." The man looked at Ling Yang's dull eyes, and thought that Ling Yang was a little tired because he had just recovered from a serious illness, but he didn't know that Ling Yang couldn't understand his words.

"Dad, Dad, how is he, okay?" After leaving the room, the hedgehog-headed child looked at the man and asked nervously.

"It's not good yet, he's just recovering from a serious illness, you have to remember not to disturb him, and we'll take him to the police station when he's better." The man said as he touched the head of the hedgehog-headed child.

"Oh, that's it, okay, then dad you have to cook a little more delicious food for him, you see that he is so skinny, he must not have eaten properly." The child said innocently.

"Okay, good, dad will do it." The man said with a smile.

Soon the child appeared in Ling Yang's room carrying a bowl of soup, and by this time Ling Yang was already familiar with his body and was able to sit up on his own.