"Hmph, no matter what the final outcome of this matter is, neither of them can get any benefit. ”

The imp bit his lip and stared at the center of the field excitedly.

"How do you say this? There is only one real murderer, as long as the eldest disciple can prove his innocence, or the second disciple can bring down the eldest disciple, there will always be someone who can escape punishment, right?"

I really can't keep up with the brain circuits of the little ghost, and I can't understand what he says.

"Hmph. The little ghost snorted twice, "If the eldest disciple can prove his innocence, the second disciple will definitely bite back in the end, which is a great blow to the reputation of the eldest disciple, and it may not even make the God of Food dislike the eldest disciple." ”

"What is the reason? Senior brother is jealous of senior brother, is it possible that senior brother still has to take the blame?"

"Isn't that! Do you think this world is so simple and beautiful? As the saying goes, there is no first in literature, no second in martial arts, who doesn't want the name of the god of food? The god of food himself naturally wants to keep this name, this big disciple has obviously threatened her, is it possible for her to sit still and wait for death?"

"Tsk, you also think too badly of people, people are masters and apprentices, apprentices are promising, and it's too late for the master to be happy. How can it be like you say?"

"Talk of experience, talk of experience!"

The little ghost shook his head, looking like a master outside the world, I pursed my lips, didn't bother to argue with him, and said again: "Then what if the second disciple wins? ”

"Tut, you said that he exposed his senior brother's conspiracy on such an occasion, wouldn't it make the God of Food lose face? The God of Food has a good face, and he will feel embarrassed when he looks at him in the future!"

"You little ghost, why do you think people's hearts are so dark? You don't have a childhood shadow, do you?"

I was shocked by the idea of this little ghost, how could a little person have so many strange ideas?

"Don't believe it, wait and see, the mystery will be revealed soon, after this matter, the two disciples of the God of Food will definitely be hidden by the snow, but it's a pity, whoever wants to hold a banquet in the future, but there is no one to find." ”

The imp pretended to sigh twice, as if he had the ability to predict the future.

This is simply a confused account, even if it is really added to tartary buckwheat, as long as they bite to death and do not admit it, how to determine the real culprit?

No matter how confused I am, the drama continues.

"Senior brother, junior brother, you are really smart but clever and mistaken, all the ingredients in this dish are handled by me, only I know in my heart, even if a small amount of tartary buckwheat is added to the impact of this dish, it is harmless!"

Hearing this, all the immortals looked at the God of Food.

The God of Food nodded slightly and said, "If you just add a little tartary buckwheat, it really won't have much impact on the taste of this dish." ”

"Hehe, this is exactly what my senior brother is so clever about!"

"This—"

The immortals looked at each other, indicating that they could no longer understand the development of the situation.

"All of you present are top food connoisseurs in the Eight Desolations and Liuhe, as long as the taste of this dish deviates slightly from my master's original idea, you will definitely be able to taste it. And the name of the god of food is in this millimeter. On the contrary, wouldn't it be strange if the taste of this dish changed drastically and was far from my master's usual level?"

As soon as the second disciple said this, the immortals understood.

The cooking skills of the great disciple of the god of food are not far from the god of food, as long as the god of food plays a little abnormally, it will fall into the inferior, and the great disciple of the god of food secretly adds some tartary buckwheat, although the impact on the taste of the fire bowl is small, but in the end it still has an impact.

As the second disciple said, except for me and the little ghost, who only know how to gobble up, the people sitting here are all immortals who are highly accomplished in the way of food, and they can naturally taste this subtle difference, so that the signboard of the god of food is really smashed!

In this way, everyone looked at the eldest disciple, and the suspicion in their eyes was already very obvious.

"Senior brother, where did I offend you? You want to reverse black and white like this and frame me?"

"I should ask Senior Brother about this! Master Venerable is as kind to you and me as a mountain, why should you be ungrateful!"

The two brothers were arguing endlessly in the field, and they couldn't tell who was right and who was wrong for a while.

The God of Food looked at the two disciples who were holding their own words, and his face was pale.

She pondered for a long time, clasped her fists at the immortals present, and said apologetically: "Let all the immortal friends laugh, the master is unfortunate, there is such a foolish thing today!"

Dongyang Xianjun shook his head with a smile, and replied: "The god of food is serious, but it is better to investigate today's matter thoroughly, so as not to damage your reputation!"

The God of Food glanced at Dongyang Xianjun lightly, and then said to the woman sitting next to Cang Huan in the VIP seat: "Even so, I have to ask the fairy to use the 'Hanging Moon Streamer Technique' to find out the truth." ”

"Hanging Moon Streamer?"

All the immortals present were quite unfamiliar with this technique, and they all looked at the quiet woman in white for a while.

"The little fairy is contemptible, and I also asked the fairy to tell me what a wonderful method the Hanging Moon Streamer Technique is, and Lord God of Food actually said that he can use it to find out the truth?"

The old man in the flowery clothes who spoke earlier arched his hands at the woman and asked first.

"Actually, it's not a big deal, it's just that once this spell is cast, what happens in a certain place in a day can't escape my eyes. ”

The woman stood up and asked the god of food, "Does the god really want to get to the bottom of this?"

How did the God of Food not know that once she really performed the Hanging Moon Streamer Technique, one of her disciples would definitely have to bear a lifetime of infamy, but now, she had to give an explanation to the immortals.

"The fairy will find out what happened yesterday, and if you really want to do anything, it can only be yesterday night. ”

"There is such a wonderful spell in the world, Fairy Lan is worthy of being a master disciple of Taizu!"

"Yes, the fairy should take action, there must be an explanation for this matter. ”

Seeing that all the immortals spoke one after another, Fairy Nalan didn't say more, only to see her point, a wine jug on the table flew up in the air, and poured out the wine with a slight tilt, and the wine that flowed out condensed but did not disperse, turning into a water curtain in the air.

"Then let's all watch, what the truth is, we will find out. ”

Fairy Lan closed her eyes, waved her robe, and the water curtain showed the scene of everyone in the Food God Mansion preparing a banquet.

Seeing the novelty of this method, I stared intently at the water curtain, not wanting to see an incredible scene.

After a while, he walked to the kitchen again, secretly took out an oiled paper bag from his arms, looked around, and found that no one was present, so he opened the lid of the pot and poured all the contents of the oiled paper bag into it.

Seeing this, the immortals were about to make accusations, but they heard someone say, "That's not tartary buckwheat!

I was shocked, and looked at Fairy Lan, only to see that her eyes were still closed, so I continued to look at the water curtain.

The big disciple of the God of Food poured the rock candy in the pot and left, and he didn't think that soon after, the two disciples also ran in, and took out an oiled paper bag from his arms.

My mouth grows up, and my eyes are full of incredulity, oh my God! What the hell is going on here?

"You two evils!"

Seeing this, the God of Food still didn't understand what was happening, and she immediately looked at the two disciples, and was about to scold.

"Stop them! They want to run!"

Dongyang Xianjun's eyes were sharp, and he saw that the two people were about to escape.

"Do such a thing to deceive the teacher and destroy the ancestors, you still try to escape? Where is the golden armor? Don't you capture these two people quickly!"

The god of food trembled with anger, and summoned the golden armor god general, and the god general took the order, strode forward, and subdued the two brothers in just one moment.

"Hahaha! Senior brother, junior brother, you have exhausted the organs and mistaken Qingqing's life! Now, you and I will not escape death!"

The senior disciple of the God of Food knew that the matter was exposed, and pointed at the second disciple and laughed so much that tears flowed out.

"Hahaha, senior brother, senior brother, aren't you the same?

"Hahaha!"

The two of them laughed wildly at each other, as if they were crazy, and I thought it was very strange to see the two of them like this.

"Do you ever feel that these two people seem to think that they are dead?"

I looked at the little ghost next to me, but I saw that he was thoughtful and didn't pay attention to me.

The verdict of the God of Food continued to sound in his ears, "The two of them have no behavior, Jin Jia, take them into the forbidden room first, and when this is over, I will do it!"