I saw that the red-clothed messenger flipped over her plain hand, and there were more powdered spices on her hands like magic, and she kneaded them with her fingers, and sprinkled the spices evenly on the sizzling heartnails.

I don't know what kind of material this seasoning is prepared, and after sprinkling it, the meat aroma is immediately overflowing, which is mouth-watering.

If it were someone else, he would have been drooling a long time ago when he smelled such a fragrance, but Wu Xiaobei just looked at it and didn't show any signs of being moved by the strange fragrance.

The red-clothed envoy couldn't help but glance at Wu Xiaobei scrutinically, Wu Xiaobei seemed to be aware of the red-clothed envoy's gaze, shook his head, and said, "I'm analyzing what your spices are made of." ”

"Oh, Wu Gongzi also has research on cooking?" The red-clothed envoy said as he turned his wrist, and with an extra bottle of balsamic vinegar in his hand, he ordered a little bit to the oily heart-eating nails, and the fragrance emitted this time was even more irresistible.

"A little bit," Wu Xiaobei nodded at the back of his head and smiled, that biochip could make it easy for him to have knowledge of cooking, and I think the red-clothed messenger should also know something.

"What do you think of my spice?" The eyes of the red-clothed messenger were extremely charming, as if a lover was asking his lover if his body was beautiful.

Wu Xiaobei stretched out his nose and sniffed back and forth with extremely exaggerated movements, looking like he was really seriously discerning and tasting, and said: "The technique is unique, and the spices are even more unique." I guess the synthetics of spices don't come to their own world. ”

"Haha, it's because neither the Samadhi True Fire nor the Heart Eating Armor come from the human world, so you speculate like this?" The red-clothed messenger laughed.

Wu Xiaobei sniffed with his nose again and confirmed again: "Although it's a little similar, however, I still don't feel like it!" ”

"Haha, it must be because there are too many unusual things tonight that affect your judgment," the red-clothed messenger said as he conjured up another glass of white wine and poured it on the heart-eating armor, and a large ball of dazzling fire jumped up and down, very amazing.

"It can't be MSG or pepper or something, right?" Wu Xiaobei said as he flashed his body backwards to avoid being caught by the fire.

"Haha, it must contain these ingredients," the red-clothed messenger laughed proudly, flipped his hand, and immediately added a packaging bag in his hand, and then handed it to Wu Xiaobeidao.

"Wow, you're mysterious, it's this thing!" Wu Xiaobei saw that it was an ordinary barbecue seasoning, which was available in every supermarket, and suddenly realized.

"Human beings are not inferior in everything, for example, they are much stronger than the Divine Realm in terms of eating, drinking, and eating," the red-clothed envoy conjured up some powder and sprinkled it on the fragrant heart-eating armor, looking at Wu Xiaobei and said.

"Although you have eaten and drunk, I still want to ask, God also eats things from the earth?" Wu Xiaobei patted his head and said suspiciously, "Isn't there such a saying, it's called 'not eating fireworks in the world'?" ”

"The so-called 'fireworks that don't eat the world' is just a kind of imagination of mortals about imaginary gods," the messenger in red conjured up a bottle of red wine, poured some on the heart-eating armor, accompanied by the bright firelight, a smell of red wine mixed with barbecue overflowed, which was irresistible.

Wu Xiaobei: "Wow! I seemed to be fascinated by the aroma of the food, but looking at the movements, it always felt a little fake, and it looked like there was a deliberate sense of flattery.

The deep eyes of the red-clothed envoy glanced at Wu Xiaobei charmingly, not minding Wu Xiaobei's pretense, and continued: "It's just that the Protoss eats too healthy, so healthy that it loses the pleasure of eating. Originally, eating was a very important part of life, both for people and for God, but God has turned eating into a boring part because of excessive evolution. ”

"Like a dull eternal life?" Wu Xiaobei remembered the topic just now, and couldn't help but interject.

The red-clothed messenger tilted his head very charmingly, conjured two silver forks in his hand, and used the silver hairpin in his left hand to point Wu Xiaobei, and said with a smile: "Superior, you do have superiority!" ”

"It's been said, it's been said," Wu Xiaobei clenched his fists and thanked, "It can be seen that you are completely different from other vulgar gods who play immortal ascension, and you are not confined by the so-called health clichés, and you do have a god." ”

"Haha, thank you for the compliment," said the red-clothed messenger with a smile like a flower, and pierced many small holes in the heart-eating armor with his double fork so that the taste could penetrate into the meat, "It seems that the elite are destined to cooperate." ”

"Where did we just go?" Wu Xiaobei calmly took a sip of wine, recalled for a few seconds, and said, "What is the connection between the three chapters of the God's covenant and the Eight Treasure Glazed Pills?" ”

The red-clothed messenger cut a small piece of heartnail and stuffed it into his mouth, nodded while chewing, and then raised his eyes and said to Wu Xiaobei: "Let's call God Solomon, Solomon sounds more reliable." ”

"Isn't God's original name Solomon?" Wu Xiaobei said in a playful tone.

"Of course not. His real name has never been circulated in the three worlds," the red-clothed messenger conjured up two white porcelain plates with exquisite craftsmanship, and began to divide the baked heart-eating nails, "People don't know, ghosts don't know, gods don't know, except for the Lord of the East and West Realms, there is no fourth person on this planet who knows." ”

"Then calling the lords of the East and West Realms Yama and Hades is also because this is more reliable?" Wu Xiaobei continued to tease.

"That's right. It's been too long, and even the gods have forgotten the names of these three main gods," the red-clothed messenger said as he put half of the heart-eating nail in a white porcelain plate, elegantly placed it in front of Wu Xiaobei, and conjured a pair of knives and forks, put them on both sides of the plate, pursed his lips and smiled, waved his hand, and signaled that Wu Xiaobei could start eating.

"Why do some gods remember and others can't?" Wu Xiaobei asked.

The red-clothed messenger smiled at Wu Xiaobei and didn't answer.

"Understood, I don't need to know this, please continue," Wu Xiaobei said knowingly.

"Under the auspices of King Solomon and the gods of heaven and earth, Yama and Hades finally agreed to sit down and agree on a contract to be observed by the Three Realms. As for what the content of the contract is, how it was formed, how the gods discussed it, how it passed the covenant of becoming gods and ghosts, and how to punish if it was violated, etc., I won't go into details here, and I can't finish it when it comes to dawn, and it has little to do with the key topic we want to talk about, in short, most of the content was passed relatively smoothly, except for one, the lord of the east and west realms refused to stop fighting. The red-clothed messenger paused and took a sip of red wine before continuing, "Solomon tried his best, but Yama and Hades refused to coexist peacefully. Finally, in desperation, King Solomon came up with a solution, he built a gate on the boundary wall of the Eastern and Western Realms, and the gate was equipped with seven super energy locks. Solomon made a pact with Yama and Hades that if any realm master could gather the keys to the seven energy locks and open the gates, he would be the co-master of the Eastern and Western Underworlds, the only Hades King. ”

"And this is a key to open the door," Wu Xiaobei flicked his fingers twice on the rim of the bowl of the Eight Treasure Glass Pill.

"If that were the case, it would be simple," said the red-clothed messenger, cutting a piece of heartnail and putting it in the cherry's mouth, chewing it, "As I said earlier, each pill is divided into two pills, the inner and the outer one, and it is only useful when combined. What we see is only a part of the key, and the part of the key that we don't see is alive, and the bowl is just its shell. ”

Wu Xiaobei saw that the red-clothed messenger was eating with relish, and he also cut a large piece of the heartnail in front of him, stuffed it in his mouth and chewed it, and nodded frequently, praising the deliciousness of the heartnails.

"What you say, why do I sound a little confused," Wu Xiaobei mouthful of deliciousness, his speech was also slurred, in order to make his words clear, he had to swallow the things in his mouth first, and then continued, "There are seven locks, which correspond to seven keys, right?" ”

"Yes," the red-clothed messenger playfully pursed the corners of his mouth, glanced at Wu Xiaobei meaningfully, and then lowered his head and played with a small piece of meat on the plate with his fork.

"This is one of the seven keys," Wu Xiaobei stuffed a piece of meat into his mouth, then pointed to the Eight Treasure Glazed Pill in front of him with a fork, and said, "Ah, it's not a complete key, but a part of a complete key, right?" ”

"Yes," the red-clothed messenger nodded and put down his fork, watching Wu Xiaobei put the meat in his mouth, chewing, and eating, with an extremely serious expression on his face.

"You mean, this bowl is just a shell," Wu Xiaobei pointed at the red-clothed messenger with a fork, "and what's inside is the point, right?" ”

"There is rice in the bowl and pills in the shell," a sneering expression appeared on the face of the red-clothed messenger, "Although the rice and pills are important, but without the bowl and the shell, where should the rice and pills be placed?" ”

"You said that the inner pill of the key is alive," Wu Xiaobei gestured with a fork to a ball of things in the eight-treasure glass bowl, "It is obviously running away now, so the question is, is this bowl-shaped pill like the skin shed by a snake, or is it a magic weapon that seals that thing?" ”

"Similar to a magic weapon," the red-clothed envoy stared at Wu Xiaobei's meat-chewing mouth and said, took a sip of red wine, and then corrected and explained, "The other bowls are not magic weapons, the relationship between the outer pill and the inner pill, or the bowl and the rice, is more like a child at home and away from home." ”

"Do you say that to make me think it's a good thing to seal the living part?" Wu Xiaobei put down his knife and fork, put his hands behind his head, and made a relaxed appearance.

"No, this is actually the truth," the red-clothed envoy saw that the pirate flag was not eating, and he also put down the tableware, and when he wiped his mouth with a napkin, he glanced at Wu Xiaobei's clean plate, and a subtle smile flashed at the corner of his mouth.