Chapter Ninety-Six: The Taste of Snail Noodles

At this time, he heard the deputy team leader say: "Zhong Daoyou, if there is anything inconvenient, you might as well say it, the dragon slaying group is the best place to be reasonable." ”

He bit the word "reasonable" very hard.

Zhong really had to make a statement, but he really didn't know how to make a statement, he could only think about delaying time: "It's not impossible to borrow it from you, it's just that I use this lunch box to soak snail noodles on weekdays, if you want to sit on it, it will inevitably smell a little weird, why don't you let me wash it first......"

Snail flour? The deputy leader was taken aback, and his face became very strange.

In fact, he was on the verge of madness, and he had already secretly told himself that if Zhong Shi dared to refuse him, then he would definitely take him down by force, and then search for the pot.

However, why is it related to snail noodles again? Snail flour? He said he used a pot lid to soak snail noodles?

Just as Jiang Yan couldn't accept it at all when he heard the news of the Humane Universe, Zhong Shi's words were indeed incomprehensible and unacceptable to someone like the deputy team leader.

"What are you talking about?" After a short period of stunnedness, the deputy team leader went berserk, "What snail noodles?" I don't care about that! I just want to catch those two fugitives! ”

I can't wait, the deputy team leader thought to himself, a minute and a second late, things may change, and I will lose the opportunity to straighten out.

The plan to delay time failed, and Zhong Shi felt a big head, and he knew that he had to make a choice, whether to lend the pot to cover the sky, or to make a feud with the dragon slaying group?

Of course, it was to lend the pot to cover the sky, he had indeed hesitated for too long, no matter what, he was just an outsider after all, and he couldn't afford to take anything important for the sake of two young people who had known each other for a long time.

So, he decided to lend the pot to cover the sky.

At this time, he heard a member of the dragon slaying team say:

"Team leader, let him wash it, the snail powder really smells bad!"

Zhong Shi was taken aback by these words, and the peak turned around? Is there really anyone who is moved by snail noodles?

Before he could rejoice, he heard another member of the group say:

"Oh my God, snail powder, hurry up and wash it, I'll faint from the smoke."

The tone of this group member was also very frightened, obviously someone who was familiar with the taste of snail noodles.

Listening to these words, the deputy team leader couldn't help but feel a little unreal.

"What are you talking about?" His eyes widened and he asked incredulously, "What time is it?" You are afraid of this......

He is in a hurry, the lives of seven billion people are hanging in the air like the two people on the city wall, where can he manage the affairs of snail noodles?

He felt that these two people were really brain-broken, and the smell of snail noodles might not smell good, but for the sake of the lives of seven billion people, they should always endure it.

However, immediately another person jumped out to oppose it, it was Long Ao.

"Snail powder!" Long Ao said in a frightened tone, "It's best to wash it!" ”

"Anyway," he raised his head and looked at Jiang Yan and Lin Mengdie, "they can't run either." ”

The deputy team leader felt that he was going crazy, and snail noodles were so terrible? Let these people be scared and willing to put down the task at hand?

What made him even more devastated was that another person stood up: "I agree, the snail powder smells too big, unless you have a gas mask, don't talk about arrest, I guess I will faint when I sit on it." ”

"Okay," said the deputy leader, who couldn't find a gas mask and had to compromise. At this time, he finally realized that many things in the world are indeed not subject to man's will, because man is a strange thing, "then wash it." ”

And they even said yes again?

Zhong Shi looked at this scene, he felt a little funny, and a little happy.

Anyway, this was the result he wanted, so he turned around and decided to pace out slowly, pacing to the sink of the restaurant next to him, and washing the dishes for ten minutes.

The power of screw powder is really great, he thought, he couldn't help but glance at the two people on the city wall, it was snail powder that saved you for the time being.

"I have water here, so I don't have to go out to find it."

The deputy team leader said that he was still stubbornly resisting, trying to shorten the time for the strange act of "washing dishes".

Water diversion is the most basic and simplest technique, as long as there is a little bit of water spirit root, people can draw water out of thin air.

Now, the deputy team leader put his hand into the air, and in a moment he received some clean water.

Zhong Shi took out the pot and opened it, and immediately a strong smell of snail noodles came out.

"Hmm......" When the deputy team leader smelled this, an expression of disgust immediately appeared on his face.

At this time, he finally understood why so many people were afraid of the taste of this so-called screw powder.

"Do you like to eat ......?" He said, almost saying the word.

However, he held back, it was too insulting, and he didn't want to offend Zhong Buji's disciple so rashly.

“…… This kind of thing? The deputy team leader could only say this, he turned his head over, and the flow of water in his hand increased significantly.

"Wash it up," he said, "and wash it well." ”

At this time, he no longer felt that it was a waste of time, but that it had to be done.

I didn't want to be in such a bowl, he told himself that I was going to be smoked to death.

The reaction of the deputy team leader made Zhong Shi smile bitterly.

He never thought that what made the dignified deputy leader of the dragon slaying group deflated was the residual taste of snail noodles.

"Who has a rag," he asked, "lend me a little bit." ”

Still want a rag? How can you mention rags at such a time?

The deputy leader felt that he was really about to collapse, and he finally realized that the monks and everything about them had been magic in the eyes of ordinary people for too long.

Therefore, ordinary people, and everything about them, became magical beings for the monks.

In short, he didn't have a rag and didn't want to care about it.

"Leave the rag alone," said the deputy leader in a defeated tone, "just wash it." ”

"That's not going to work," Zhong Shi made a picky gesture, "Then you guys will wash it." ”

He resorted to a ploy to capture the old man and handed the lunch box to the deputy team leader.

Oh, my God! He handed me the pot cover!

Five minutes ago, this scene was the deputy team leader's eagerness, but now, for the smell of screw powder, he avoided it in disgust.

"Who has a rag?" The deputy team leader asked, he had to worry about it, he felt as if he was in a dream, everything was so unreal.

No monk carries a rag with him, so everyone looks at each other.

"Long Ao," the deputy leader remembered, "take out your embroidered handkerchief." ”

Long Ao is a women's clothing boss, and he has a handkerchief embroidered with small red flowers all the year round, and everyone in the dragon slaying group knows it.

"No way!" Long Ao decisively refused, the embroidered handkerchief was of great significance to him, and it must not be used as a rag.

"Hurry up!" The deputy leader felt a burst of anxiety, all this magic made him anxious, and the two demons were still climbing up.

Long Ao still said no, the embroidered handkerchief has great significance, and it must not be used as a rag.

"Long Ao," the deputy leader stared at his chest, "Could it be that Chi Tian's accusation against them is true?" Do you really want to hinder the arrest? ”

These words made Long Ao's heart skip a beat, and although he knew that the deputy team leader was just knocking on the side, trying to force him to hand over the handkerchief, he still felt a sense of weakness.

"Get out that handkerchief," the deputy leader urged, "Otherwise, I will need to take measures, just as Huo Crazy Lei suggested." ”

Huo Qianglei's suggestion was to investigate Long Ao and monitor him in real time.

Long Ao is not afraid of investigation, he is confident that there is no trace of his previous actions, but he is afraid that he will be excluded from the arrest because of this, then he can only drift away from his face.

However, the handkerchief in his arms did have an important meaning, and to some extent, even as important as his face.

Long Ao knew that he had a choice to make, and in the end, he felt that his face was more important, so he handed over the handkerchief.

"Take it," he said, pulling out a handkerchief embroidered with small red flowers, as if his whole soul had been drained and attached to it, "return it to me when you are done." ”

"Thank you for your efforts," the deputy leader said, patting him on the shoulder, "which convinces me of your innocence." ”

Zhong Shi took the handkerchief with a strange face.

Although he had heard of the "prestige" of the Longao women's clothing boss, he couldn't help but feel inexplicably weird when he really saw a man carrying such a handkerchief.

What's going on with his face? Zhong Shi secretly thought, why is there no facial feature on it?

However, casual cultivators will not ask the question of the face of the leader of the dragon slaying group, the world of monks is strange, and it is just some kind of mask!

Zhong Shi began to wash the dishes, he wiped the pot cover very seriously, and did not let go of every corner, and he must wipe the visible figure.

"Hurry up."

The deputy team leader couldn't help but urge.

At this time, he heard the scattered cultivators on the street exclaiming, the male demon had climbed to a height of four thousand meters, which was enough to cause a sensation even in ancient times.

"Anytime," Zhong Shi said, with a nonchalant expression, "as long as you don't stink." ”

The deputy leader took a deep breath.

Of course he stinks, after all, it's snail noodles.

Think about it, being in a lunch box that is often used to soak snail noodles, and with the smell going straight to the sky, your sensory experience will definitely go straight to the sky.

"I need a little dish soap," Zhong Shi said, "or I won't be able to wash it off." ”

He was trying his best to stall for time, and despite the incredible things in front of him, he was happy to go ahead.

"Dish soap?" The deputy team leader looked at him, his tone completely changed, and then he heard someone shouting, the male demon had climbed to a height of five thousand meters, "What else do you need?" ”

"At least a little plastic wrap," Zhongshi realized that something was wrong, but he still tried to stall for time, "Wrap my lunch box, after all, you have to step on it, and this is the guy who eats." ”