"Amulet!"

Mingmei pondered for a moment, but still said the word.

This jade pendant is Xingyin's father, who found it for Xingyin, and can protect him safely.

The space inside, brightness did not let the star seal open, and in the era of the end of the law, it was useless to open this space, which was equivalent to killing chickens with a knife.

Here, Fan Mo can make good use of the resources inside and make the best use of them.

Fan Mo only felt hot.

"This gift is too expensive for me to ask for."

"It was yours!"

Mingmei was silent, and countless years of past events came together, and it was very heavy in my heart.

Fan Mo looked at the jade pendant that had been dripping with his own blood, and knew that even if this jade pendant was returned, no one else could use it, so he generously accepted it, and said solemnly: "I owe you a favor, I am now low-level in force, and I can help you very little, but I will do my best to repay you." ”

"Really?" Bright cherry lips smiled.

Fan Mo's heart sank, and he always felt that something was wrong, but looking at the hot jade pendant, he still gritted his teeth and said, "Seriously!" ”

Mingmei nodded, turned around and left.

Fan Mo followed behind him in wonder, and when he walked out not far away, a few boulders fell down, but this time Mingmei didn't care.

Fan Mo was so nervous that he thought he was going to die, he subconsciously used his hand to protect his head, but the jade pendant in his hand emitted a dazzling light, shattering the stone.

Wait for the dust to clear.

Fan Mo stood up and looked at the jade pendant in his hand incredulously, only then did he understand where the value of the things that Mingmei gave him was, this was a real talisman, a talisman that could save lives.

He whispered a thank you,

Mingmei's footsteps paused slightly, and she said coldly: "Hurry up!" ”

Fan Mo smiled, solemnly hung the talisman around his neck, and trotted all the way towards Mingmei.

This time, when encountering a falling mountain rock, he completely ignored it, and it would turn into ashes in front of Yu Pei anyway.

Until he was hit in the head by a tiny pebble.

Fan Mo: "......"

The dough covered his stomach and laughed out loud, let you wave! It's time for the waves to roll over! Hahahaha!

Bright squinted at it.

The doughnuts immediately looked at the nose, the nose looked at the heart, and the heart was close to the navel.

Boom!

Is it still the host's favorite system?

It's not easy to be born!

Mingmei looked at Fan Mo, who was resentful, and said expressionlessly: "The stone is too small, probably not reaching ...... Damage? ”

Mingmei considered the words, how to make Fan Mo understand.

Fan Mo quickly understood, the subtext was that the threat of the stone was too small, and it was not worth protecting at all.

He nodded seriously, his serious appearance had the youthful atmosphere of a teenager, fresh and sweet, and very tempting.

Afternoon.

Finally arrived in Guancheng.

Fan Mo looked at the unfamiliar city and was stunned for a long time.

Mingmei glanced at him silently, and reacted to a question: Fan Mo rarely goes down the mountain, can he expect Fan Mo to do laundry and cooking, buy a car and a house?

Dough dumplings proudly: it's not a substitute for anyone! Hum!

Fan Mo was optimistic and sighed, "It's so beautiful!" Then he said, "Miss Qin, I'll take you to the inn!" ”

After that, he was familiar with the way and walked through the streets and alleys with brightness and walked to a place.

Mingmei: "Are you familiar with this place?" ”

Fan Mo smiled. "To tell you the truth, it was my brothers and sisters who told me, I rarely go down the mountain, so they drew a map of the places they have been to tell me, this Guancheng is a place they often come to, and I am already familiar with the map here."

Dough dumplings open their mouths wide, and there is such an operation? Don't open the forest!

The two soon arrived at an inn, Fan Mo took the silver, and stumbled to negotiate with the shopkeeper, which was new to him, and he was very excited.

After settling down in the inn, Fan Mo prepared Zhang Luo's meal again.

Mingmei said expressionlessly: "You do it!" ”

“？？” Fan Mo's excitement faded. "I don't know how to cook."

"You'll do it!"

Fan Mo: "......"

Mingmei looked at him steadily, his eyes were too clear and tempting, and Fan Mo said to the gods: "I will do it." ”

Mingmei nodded with satisfaction: "Hmm! ”

Fan Mo came back to his senses with a wit, and he was terrified, he was afraid that he had been hit by Gu just now.

He couldn't understand why Mingmei was willing to eat a novice's meal if he didn't eat the inn's chef's meal.

He was suspicious: "You won't go all the way to find me, just so that I can cook for you?" ”

Mingmei: "......" guessed quite right.

She twisted her face slightly, and said expressionlessly: "No! ”

Fan Mo: "......" he guessed correctly.

No matter how suspicious he was, Fan Mo still stood in the kitchen, and the chef of the inn gave up a corner for Fan Mo to operate under the offensive of money.

Fan Mo looked at the messy kitchen and blurted out what things should be put in place and how to put them so that they would be easy to take.

The chef understood, admired for a while, and his suspicion of Fan Mo was dispelled at once, this is clearly a master in the kitchen!

Fan Mo was stunned, could he really cook?

It's incredible.

Full of doubts, he still began to cook seriously, and the more he did it, his face changed more and more, looking at the neatly cut dishes, the methods that automatically appeared in his mind, and the mastery of the heat.

Fan Mo was very skeptical. "Was I a cook in my last life?"

The smell of food wafts through the kitchen.

The innkeeper chef salivated and praised: "Your craft, you can't do it without more than ten years of cultivation, just like this golden retriever lionfish, this knife light alone is not ordinary, you, it must be the kind that will cook in the womb, we can't compare, we can't compare." ”

The chef was amazed, and Fan Mo was in a trance.

Can you cook in the womb?

Even if it's true, the point is, how does she know?

He looked in the direction of Mingmei, and for a while countless thoughts of his past and present lives surged up, and finally, he forced himself to suppress these emotions and serve food to find Mingmei.

When Mingmei saw the dishes, she nodded: in terms of eating, they have a good heart.

"Eat, taste my ...... Craft? Fan Mo's face was complicated.

Mingmei nodded, tasted the food in a dignified posture, the taste was very good, it was still the original taste, and she couldn't help but look at Fan Mo a few more times.

Fan Mo was a little nervous when he cooked for the first time, and asked again and again: "Is it delicious?" ”

"Hmm!"

Fan Mo: "...... "Huh!? Death cook!

The dough covered his mouth secretly, and the host was still as angry as ever.

It coughed, struggling to find its presence. "Host, the son of luck wants to know what's good about the food? For example, the knife taste of lionfish, the taste of hot and sour bean sprouts, and so on. ”

Bright: "......" trouble!

Yu Yan, Qu Mi, Xingyin, there is no such trouble.

Thinking about it, I would continue to eat Fan Mo's food in the future, and it was not good to offend the chef, so I said slowly:

"The lionfish is sweet and sour, the sugar content is just right, it is not too sweet and greasy, and it does not feel too sour, and it is fragrant when singing. This hot and sour bean sprouts are extremely beautiful, the bean sprouts are full and crystalline, the entrance is crisp and sweet, sour, hot and sweet, the taste is rich and the layers are not chaotic, excellent, this dish is grilled with three white ......"