After that, the two of them walked out of the martial arts arena with a serious face, at this time, Lao Xiaotou's expression was obviously a lot more relaxed, he turned to Yan San and said: "At this time, the army's heart is settled, but the internal contradictions are still there, we must now think of transferring it out and letting them go to the battlefield to fight, so that all kinds of interest entanglements will naturally no longer be mentioned."

Yan San nodded frequently when he heard this, stared at Lao Xiaotou with very surprised eyes and asked, "Clan Master, why do you seem to have changed a person in one day, why do you look like Boss Yan at this time?"

Old Xiao Tou smiled at Yan San and said, "When you are in my position, when the entire Quartet Clan is about to be subverted in front of you, you will also make the same changes as me."

Yan San's expression was slightly thoughtful when he heard this. He recalls that when he was a child in the mining area, once he and his grandfather had nothing to eat and wanted to beg, but not only did they not get food, but they were also coldly abused by others. On the contrary, he saw a little beggar in the bazaar, quietly stealing, but instead eating with a mouth full of oil.

Yan San's personality changed in that instant. From then on, he began to steal with the help of his talent, and it was not until he met Lao Xiaotou and a few of them that his life changed from pickpocketing to normal life.

Old Xiao Tou reached out and patted him on the shoulder and said, "With your current Void Energy Technique, how long will it take to go to Nanzhou?" ”。

Yan San was stunned before he said, "Half a day is enough."

Old Xiao Tou praised and said: "You can't use spells here, it's already very fast for half a day, you go and summon Boss Yan back, remember to keep it secret."

Yan San thought for a while and said, "If Boss Yan leaves the army, then only Elder Yan can lead the founding army?" ”。

Yan San still has doubts about Yan Laoer's leading ability. At that time, he strongly opposed letting Yan Lao Er be the commander of the National Founding Army.

Lao Xiao Tou patted Yan San on the shoulder again and said with a smile: "Don't look at Yan Er with old eyes, people will change."

"Humph! No matter how it changes, its nature is difficult to change," Yan San retorted with a disdainful face.

"Maybe you really should go with the army for a few days, maybe it's good for you and Yan Laoer" Old Xiao glanced at the sky meaningfully, he didn't recall the difficult time he spent with hundreds of soldiers Yan Lao Er in the countercurrent space. It was also during that period of time that he witnessed the growth of Yan Laoer, so he absolutely believed that with Yan Laoer's current ability, he was enough to be worthy of the position of the head coach of the founding of the country.

As for Boss Yan's army, it was not Lao Xiaotou's idea, it was Boss Yan who took the initiative to put it forward, he still didn't believe in his reckless brother in his heart, and he didn't want him to be defeated on the battlefield again, and at that time, even he, the national teacher, would feel very shameless.

Under Boss Yan's begging, Lao Xiao Tou agreed to Boss Yan to accompany the army.

Although Yan San did not agree with Lao Xiao Tou's opinion on Yan Lao Er, he did not dare to disobey the clan order, so he immediately got up and flew towards the Nanzhou station with empty energy.

It only took three hours for Yan San to come to Nanzhou, and locked the location of Boss Yan, who was just about to break through the space and chase them. At this moment, Yan San was attracted by the conversation of several mysterious people.

One of them whispered, "Guess what I saw?" A Pokémon, or a priceless treasure", his eyes lit up at the last sentence.

Another person said with a cloudy expression: "Do you see the truth? Don't go away with your eyes".

"Of course it's true, I dare vouch for it with my head," the man hurriedly shouted.

Then the guy who seemed to be the leader had a weird sneer on the corner of his mouth, and waved at a few people next to him and said, "Brothers, there's a big deal."

The group rushed out of the bazaar and rushed towards the suburbs, Yan San hesitated for a while, and immediately chased after him. He knew that Boss Yan and the others were dozens of miles away, and even if they were marching quickly, they would only go out for dozens of miles at most, and he had enough time to rob the treasures of this group of people first, and then it was not too late to complete the order that Old Xiao Tou issued to him.

Although Yan San said that he had changed his mind in the Sifang Clan and no longer did any things like chickens and dogs, he still couldn't resist the temptation of rare treasures, even if it wasn't for his own use, he had to witness it with his own eyes to satisfy his curiosity.

Yan San chased all the way until he rushed out of the city gate for dozens of miles, only to see those mysterious people walking into a dense forest.

Odd? This group of people are all vacans, how can they be interested in mortal treasures. Yan San thought for a while, but he couldn't help but step into the dense forest. He followed a few mysterious people all the way around in a circle, and finally came to a canyon deep in the jungle.

Seven colors!

The second life looked up to the sky and stared at the few colored gases. He could not comprehend the mystery within, no matter what.....

Second Life really didn't have the confidence to hold on any longer, so he simply made a risky move, that is, to try to devour the seven colors himself.

With a wave of his hand, the seven-colored qi was pulled out of a small strand, and then swallowed by him into his stomach. Then the second life felt a kind of illusion of wanting to dream. Because of an experience, the second life immediately returned to the original, and the secret consciousness was condensed in the center of his eyebrows, which made his dream dissipate again.

Then the seven colors and qi were transformed into seven different senses in the body of the second life, which made the second life feel very weird. He had never felt it that way before.

I want to swallow it in one bite...... I want to yell.... I want to laugh out loud............

In short, the second life had many inexplicable and wonderful perceptions pouring out of his brain at this time, but he was very unfamiliar with these perceptions.

Second Life was immediately dizzy by these seven senses, and he immediately summoned the Seven Kills and the prisoner to ask them what these seven senses were.

Seven Kills and the prisoner looked at each other when they heard this, and they really understood now why the master was so terrifying and infiltrating, it turned out that he had no human emotions at the root of his teeth. Originally, this is everyone's innate perception, and you don't need to experience it to use it. But now that the second life is forcing the two to describe these seven feelings, they feel helpless. I don't know how to use it right.

"Master, we tell you, you may not be able to think it through, it is better for you to experience it yourself, it is easier to understand" The two muttered privately for a long time before they came up with a compromise solution.

Hundreds of miles to the west, there is a medium-sized city. The two ghosts entered the city first, searched for a long time in the streets and alleys, and finally found a restaurant with a very exquisite architecture.

From the escalator on the left side of the restaurant, you can conclude that the food here must be very delicious. This is the reason why the two ghosts want to go in.

Standing at the mouth of the escalator, Seven Killings took a sip of the aroma of wine and food, and nodded with satisfaction. Then the prisoner also took a few puffs as usual, nodded and said, "The tunnel has not yet been entered, and the incense has been intoxicating for three points."

"Guests, please go upstairs" At this time, a simplely dressed, but very neat shopkeeper greeted the three of them with a smile on his face. Although he couldn't help but tremble in his heart when he saw the three of them for the first time, his professional habits always kept a smile on his face.

"Hmm" Seven Kills snorted coldly, and then the shopkeeper obediently led them to an exquisite private room.

The interior is carved and the furnishings are also quite exquisite. Especially in order to create a relaxed atmosphere, some rockeries and fake water are also arranged around, as well as flower bonsai. Inside the pond, there is also a tail of koi swimming around.

When everything was ready, Seven Kills and the Prisoner ordered all the ingredients that they remembered were delicious. Not long after the time, the shopkeeper began to serve dishes one after another, and within a while, dozens of very delicious and exquisite dishes were placed on the table.

Looking at these wines and dishes, the eyes of the Seven Kills and the prisoners lit up, and they swallowed a mouthful of saliva, which showed that they had tried their best to suppress their appetite, and if they hadn't started the second life, they would have pounced on it and feasted on it.

"Master, you can try to feel the taste of them.... This one is called the phoenix.... This one is called Hibiscus in the Water...."The prisoner swallowed, stepped over to the second life, and said cautiously.

"Eating these things can comprehend the color qi?" The second life swept the table with a cold gaze, then picked up chopsticks, picked up a delicacy, and put it to his mouth to taste. Seeing this, Seven Kills and the Prisoner almost held their breath, waiting for Second Life to say their most desired words of praise.

These dishes are the most delicious they have ever tasted in their lives..... They don't believe that there is anyone else in the world who can resist the temptation of such a delicious taste.

The second life chewed hard, and there was not a trace of emotion on his stiff face. The air fell silent for a moment, except for the grinding sound between the lips and teeth of the second life.

The voice stopped in the hearts of the Seven Kills and the prisoner, and it always felt so uncomfortable. Is this really eating? They looked at each other, and when they focused their gaze on Second Life's face again, they found that he had opened his mouth and spat out a lump of ground powder.

Second Life wiped his lips, shook his head and said, "The energy is too low to devour", he said in a colder tone, as if he was tasting a chewed branch.

The prisoner and the Seven Kills couldn't help but rush to the table together, each picking up chopsticks and picking up the dish and putting it in their mouths. They savored it, felt the sensation that hit their taste buds. They briefly fell into a kind of memory intoxication. Whether it is the food or the taste of memory, the two of them are deeply immersed in it and cannot extricate themselves.

"Master, you're trying this dish" Seven Kills and the prisoner didn't believe that such a delicious ingredient could not impress the master. They continue to order food for the second life.

This time, they tasted it beforehand and made sure it was still a familiar delicacy, so they let the second life try it.

Seven Kills also advised: "Master, you can try and say how you feel."

Hearing this, the second life nodded, and immediately picked up the chopsticks and ate them one bite at a time. He ate for a while, then looked up at the Seven Kills and the prisoner and shook his head and said, "No taste..... It's no different from the ones just now, it was a little high-energy at first, but then even the high-energy disappeared, and it felt very .....empty."

Speaking of this, the second life opened his mouth and spit out a lump of ingredient powder, which was exactly the same as just now.

The Seven Killings and the Prisoner were dumbfounded when they heard this, they couldn't imagine that anyone else could eat such a delicious ingredient into a taste.

But they didn't want to give up, and let Second Life try dozens of dishes one by one, and finally they had to face reality.

"What do you eat these things like?" At this time, the second life also realized the difference between himself and the second ghost, so he turned around and stared at the two of them indifferently.

Seven Kills and the Prisoner hurriedly spoke out what they felt inside.

"Master, I first take the food in my mouth and chew it, so that the aroma of the ingredients can be fully released between the taste buds, until the aroma spreads to the whole body, then swallow it and enjoy the pleasure of swallowing and satiety."

"I would also like to add, there are still memories...... We've all eaten these dishes before, so when we eat them again, we will be reminded of the flavors, and the convergence of the two tastes is even more overwhelming."

Seeing that the two of Seven Kills and the Prisoner were so serious, and the Second Life was also quite puzzled, he picked up the chopsticks again and tasted them one by one.

It's still the same .... He couldn't taste anything at the root of his teeth, let alone remember anything......

Although, under the repeated descriptions of the seven killings and the prisoners, the second life also roughly understood some of their perceptions, but after all, he didn't realize it himself, and he was still very unfamiliar with the word appetite.

Just when Seven Kills and the prisoner were grinding their mouths and nagging for a while, they made contact with the cold eyes of the second life, and suddenly their hearts froze, and they secretly wondered: Are you eating delicious food, or do you have a grudge against delicious food.

But the two didn't dare to show their true thoughts. They went on to describe what it was like to eat, trying to make the second life understandable. But despite the bitter talk of the two, the second life still can't understand their feelings. In the end, they had to admit defeat.

I can only give up letting the second life comprehend the sense of taste. Instead, let him comprehend another, more direct feeling, music. The two walked out of the hotel with their second life, turned around the streets, and found a teahouse for storytelling. There are professional entertainers here, and people come here to have fun after tea and dinner.

Seven Kills and the Prisoner led the Second Life in and found a place to sit down, and as soon as the three of them came, the originally restless crowd immediately calmed down and fell silent.

"You go on, say that Lao Tzu has a reward, if you don't say it, Lao Tzu will kill you" Seven kills raised their eyebrows, and immediately frightened many people and almost fell to the ground.

At this point, the amusing artist came back to his senses from the shock, and he continued to perform, although he was a little nervous than usual, but fortunately he knew it well, and he told the whole joke without fail. The prisoner and the seven kills slapped the table and yelled, but when they turned around and saw the expression of the second life, it was immediately like pouring cold water on their heads.

There was no expression on the second life's face, let alone a smile. His eyes were still cold, like two sharp knives piercing into the eyes of the Seven Kills and the prisoner.

(End of chapter)