Chapter Ninety-Four: The Back Kitchen

I don't want to see the brains in this stew pot, since he said he's going to heat it up for me, just take it.

The guy leaned over me and walked away with the stew pot.

As soon as he left, I drank my tea and continued to wait for the North Shadow to come back.

"Girl! This fish is delicious, dipped in a little vinegar, and it can be eaten directly. ”

"Huh? Does this sound familiar? "I raised my head and actually saw Sister Yulan and Elder Gao?

How did they end up here? Wouldn't you be here to eat demon meat?

"Girl, we're late, we don't have any fish, I wonder if we can sit down and eat some with you?" The girl's expenses today are ours. Sister Yulan gave me a look.

The diners around us seem to have become accustomed to such conversations, and no one pays attention to us at all.

I immediately motioned for them to sit down, and after Sister Yulan and Elder Gao sat down, the expressions on their faces became serious.

"It's you, isn't it?" Sister Magnolia looked into my eyes.

I nodded at Sister Yulan, and shouted, "Sister Yulan." ”

Sister Yulan and Elder Gao's expressions relaxed slightly.

"Now, the spirit priests are looking for you in Manshengjing, why are you still hanging outside? What about them? Sister Yulan's voice was low, as if she was whispering to me.

I glanced around and whispered to Sister Yulan that Ming Beilin had gone to the back kitchen, and we were here today for something important.

"But, Sister Gao Yulan, what are you doing in the Demon Zhai Pavilion?" I lowered my voice and asked them.

"Mei'er, Mei'er didn't go back after she left us five days ago, we inquired in many ways, and we heard that it seemed that she had been arrested." Sister Yulan looked sad, and her eyes were full of anxiety.

"What?" I looked at Sister Yulan in surprise, and immediately thought of the stew pot I had just eaten.

The guy said, "Is it a weasel's brain in the stew pot?"

"Xiyan, what's wrong with you?" Sister Yulan saw that my face was wrong, and immediately asked the reason.

I shook my head, but my heart was beating fast.

Mei'er was arrested five days ago, if she was really sent to the Demon Zhai Pavilion, I'm afraid she would have been arrested a long time ago?

"Sister Yulan, you, you sit here, I'll come when I go." After I finished speaking, I stood up and walked in the direction that Beilin had just left.

"Eze?" Sister Yulan also stood up, not knowing what I was going to do.

Without looking back, I walked towards the side of the hall, from where I had just gone.

As a result, when I went out of the side walkway, I found a path behind it, with two rows of tall peach trees planted on either side of the path, each with a red lantern hanging from it.

I followed the trail and headed forward.

As I walked, I looked back and forth, afraid that I would be discovered.

But fortunately, I didn't run into anyone after two teas along the way.

And, in the depths of this trail, is the back kitchen of the Demon Pavilion.

The kitchen was huge, with more than a dozen people walking back and forth in it, and a strong fragrance overflowed from the open front door of the kitchen.

"Gollum"

I smelled the scent, and my stomach actually barked.

I tiptoed to the door of the back kitchen, looked inside, and was suddenly startled, because the back kitchen was also too big, several times brighter than from the outside.

In the back kitchen, there are nearly 30 large stoves, and behind each stove, there are tall steamers, which are similar to the cages we usually see, steamed meat and steamed buns.

Some people are burning the fire, some are cutting meat, and some people are busy cooking.

I stood at the door, and no one had time to look at me.

"Quick, go get that little white demon out." A fat man who was cutting meat, suddenly, shouted loudly.

Immediately afterwards, I saw the skinny little man beside him who was helping, and immediately turned and ran towards the back of the stove.

Behind the rows of stoves, there was a black stone door, and as soon as the stone door was opened, there was a cry inside.

There are animal "whining" sounds, and there are sobbing sounds like people, all in all, it is extremely sad to listen to.

It seems that that is the place where the little demon is kept.

The young man soon dragged an iron cage over, which rubbed against the ground and made a very piercing sound.

After the guy dragged the iron cage closer, I finally saw clearly that what was locked in the iron cage was actually a half-old "child".

The child was naked, five or six years old at most, and was covered in scars, especially on his back, where there was a wound that was open enough to see the bones.

"In the future, let's let our hall master talk to the priest, don't give Lao Tzu such a heavy hand." The fat cook glanced at the "child" in the cage and said with some annoyance.

I thought to myself, these cooks kill demons and cook, and they still have some conscience?

But as a result, what he said next made me frown again.

"The flesh on the side of this wound is not new! The presentation is also ugly, and it can only be sliced into thin slices and steamed in a pot. After the fat cook finished speaking, he motioned to the young man to open the door of the iron cage.

The man opened the door of the iron cage, and the "child" rushed out of the cage.

I thought to myself that maybe he would be able to escape, but the "child" staggered, took only two steps, and fell to the ground with a "poof" and could not move.

"Hey, hey, hey! Interesting, really interesting, don't you call yourself some "fairy family"? Isn't it Bai Xian'er? Why is it so useless? The fat cook said, pinched the flesh on the back of the "child's" neck, and picked him up.

"White Immortal?" I thought about it.

By the way, isn't the white fairy a hedgehog? It turned out that the child was conjured up by a hedgehog.

"Chirp, chirp!"

After the little hedgehog was picked up by the fat cook, he struggled desperately.

The fat cook pressed it on the cutting board, and then raised the big kitchen knife in his hand, and was about to cut off the little hedgehog's head.

Seeing that the hedgehog was in danger, he instinctively showed his original form, and the thorns all over his body stood up, and stabbed the fat cook's hand.

"Huh! Damn brute. The fat cook scolded, and then carried the little hedgehog to the stove, ready to throw the little hedgehog directly into the boiling hot water.

"Huhuhu, huhu!"

Suddenly, in the back kitchen, there was a fierce wind, and the boiling hot water surged out of the pot like a wave, and poured directly on the fat cook's face.

The rest of the people also screamed and wanted to rush out of the kitchen, but as soon as they left, they were all "frozen" in place.

Thin layers of frost appeared on their faces and bodies.

"God-king?" I glanced around, and finally saw that the North Wood was standing on the beam of the back kitchen.

The red fan in his hand was still cold.

"God-king." I screamed and stepped into the back kitchen, and I jumped off the beam.