Chapter 21: Steaming, Cooking, and Frying
"This ingredient actually has an aura. ”
Xiulan Mountain is different from the eight-sided exquisiteness of Lou Ye Yu, everyone has been in contact, and the dishes of the restaurant have also been eaten.
He belongs to the martial idiot type, in addition to cultivating every day, he occasionally goes out to practice, and he is a very simple person, and he doesn't even know that in Zongdongtian, there is also a restaurant that specializes in eating.
"Lonely and unheard. Lou Yeyu rolled his eyes, and suddenly such a sentence came out, and the contempt in his tone was very unpleasant.
"You're very knowledgeable, and you're about to ask for advice. A light flashed on the mask of Xiulan Mountain, and his voice instantly became very cold.
Behind him, there was a faint black glow, and a spear loomed.
"Is the armor repaired?" Lou Yeyu's eyes sharpened, and the long sword behind his back buzzed.
"You should worry about yourself if the old injury will come back. Xiulan Mountain did not flinch, and the eyes of the two people collided in mid-air, as if four sharp swords collided, making a crackling sound.
Maybe in the next second, this place will become a battlefield.
"Well, I said, you're all well fed, aren't you? I still want someone to be a tour guide to go around the Holy Sepulchre, it's better for you to fight yourself, do you want me to find someone else to be a tour guide?" Cao Shu took a bun in one hand and stuffed it into their mouths.
The murderous aura that permeated the two of them eased a lot because of the sudden appearance of this bun.
"It's no problem to be a tour guide, I've been to the Holy Sepulchre before. "The spear used before Xiulan Mountain was the product of a certain holy tomb.
However, it is not a weapon used by a real saint, but it has accompanied the saint for a short period of time, and it has been infected with a trace of the saint's qi.
If it was a weapon used by the saint, Lou Yeyu might not even be able to block it.
"If you can come out of the Holy Sepulchre alive, you are also a character. ”
"Is it that the characters have nothing to do with you, you can't get in? "Xiulan Mountain doesn't have a good face for Lou Yeyu, the two of them are like needles to Maimang, as long as they open their mouths, they have to turn their faces.
"Can you talk well?" Lou Yeyu nibbled on the bun, and his eyes swept across Xiulan Mountain with a cold look.
"For you, no. Xiu Lanshan's eyes swept and he bit the bun in his hand fiercely, as if he was biting the night palace of the building.
"Then hit until you can. Although Lou Yeyu was gnawing on the bun in his mouth, it did not prevent the long sword behind his back from trembling again.
Xiulan Mountain held a bun in his mouth, and stretched out his other hand, the space behind him was pitch black, and the spear faintly flashed in it.
"You two are out of play, I'll clean up, let's go inside." Cao Shu put the pots and kitchen utensils he took out before into the space, and looked at Xiulan Mountain and Lou Yeyu's eyelids jumping straight up.
How much space does it take to put everything away?
What the hell is this kid doing? Xiulan Mountain and Lou Yeyu didn't care about the fight, and looked at Cao Shu in a daze.
"What's the fuss, let's go. Cao Shu motioned for the two masters to lead the way, and he followed.
"Cao Shu, you go around, I won't go in. Chen Luosheng suddenly spoke, which made Cao Shu feel very surprised.
"Uncle Chen, what's wrong with you?"
"I'm already in the terminal stage of cancer, I'm afraid it's not a few days to live, I've been here many times, and I haven't turned around much, it's better to take advantage of my ability to move, go around and take a look, and save myself to leave regrets in the future,." ”
Chen Luosheng said this, but Cao Shu didn't know what to say to persuade him, he knew in his heart that Chen Luosheng's life really didn't last long.
"I have some pills here, although they can't clear the cancer, at least they can make you more comfortable. Lou Yeyu took out a bottle of pill and handed it to Chen Luosheng.
"I don't like to take pills, I feel very difficult to eat, let me teach you a formula, you can temporarily suppress the pain of cancer. ”
"I said you were deliberately finding fault, right?"
Because of Xiulan Mountain's words, Lou Yeyu and Xiulan Mountain began to stare again.
Chen Luosheng thanked him a few times, beckoned the paper crane and waved away.
The Holy Sepulchre, what a peculiar place.
From the outside, the tomb occupies the entire mountain range, and the people who entered just now could not see anyone at this time.
Cao Shu and the others had just walked in, and they were greeted by a huge empty platform, which was the size of a dozen football fields.
The stone walls around the platform are full of various frescoes depicting the life of the saint, from birth to death in battle.
Yes, in this open holy tomb, the saint was killed in battle, at least judging from the frescoes on the tomb wall, he was killed in battle.
The tomb painting perfectly shows the saint, the course of a long life.
He was born, cultivated, created the Fa, and fought, until he was finally surrounded by enemies and died in battle.
"I really don't know whether to say that this person is strong, or stupid, with one as ten, he didn't choose to escape. Cao Shu looked at the mural, the saint sat on a mountain range, the peak of the lonely mountain, the lonely figure.
Around his body, there were all six-petaled flowers, and the six-petaled flowers swirled slightly, occupying the entire mountain range.
Except for him, I didn't see anyone again, and the lonely back was heart-wrenching.
"He's respectable, didn't you see a figure behind the mural?" Lou Yeyu's eyes were a little watery, and he stabilized his emotions and continued, "Obviously, he was covering those people to retreat at that time. ”
"All saints are worthy of respect, and those who can create their own exercises may touch the emperor's gate, and the future is immeasurable, but it's a pity that ......" Xiulan Mountain's voice was soft, full of regret.
"What door?" Cao Shu didn't hear clearly, the loneliness in the mural made him completely immersed in it.
In fact, even if he didn't immerse himself in it, he couldn't hear it clearly, just now when Xiulan Mountain spoke, there was a sudden roar from inside the tomb.
"Stone doors. Lou Yeyu stopped Xiulan Mountain's words, pointed to the passage in front of them, and three stone doors appeared in front of Cao Shu and them.
Each door is dozens of feet high, and it looks like it can already rise to the top of the mountain.
The stone door is carved with inexplicable symbols, which look dense and shining with inexplicable brilliance.
In the light of light, the three stone doors are faintly linked.
Cao Shu is just a layman and doesn't understand this kind of thing, but Xiulan Mountain and Lou Yeyu looked at each other, with obvious doubts in their eyes.
The other two doors were open, only the middle door was still tightly closed, and it seemed that the righteous path and the demon path that had entered before had entered the other two doors.
And this door should be reserved for Danfang, but unfortunately Danfang was hit inexplicably, and he was busy cleaning up his mess and had no time to explore the Holy Sepulchre.
"Haven't you entered the Holy Sepulchre? Lou Yeyu's eyes were raised, and the corners of his mouth pulled out a sneer.
"How old are you, dare to command me?" Xiu Lanshan's eyes widened, and pitch-black cracks began to appear behind his back.
Lou Yeyu's eyes were also round, and the long sword behind his back began to whisper again.
Xiulan Mountain's eyelids drooped, and a dark shadow flickered behind him.
Seeing that the two of them were about to fight again, Cao Shu's head was a little big, how could these two guys, like children, look like they want to fight at every turn.
"Well, I interrupted, I want to ask, is there any danger in the Holy Sepulchre?"
"There must be dangers, and the inheritance of saints will be accompanied by many tests, and this test is the study of various combat or psychological abilities. "I once went to Xiulan Mountain, where I had been to the Holy Sepulchre, restrained the murderous aura on my body, and replied very seriously.
"I'm curious about how a little monster like you managed to pass the test. "Lou Yeyu next to him will not forget any opportunity to hit the opponent.
"You think too much, it wasn't me who received the inheritance at that time, but someone else......"
"No wonder, I don't think it should be you, if you ......"
"If it were me, do you think you would still be able to stand here and talk?"
"I really want to see what it's like to lie down and talk. ”
Neither of the two refused to suffer,-for-tat, and the sharp gaze in their eyes almost pierced each other.
Fortunately, among them, there is Cao Shu.
Cao Shu didn't dare to say anything else, but his ability to interrupt was definitely a must.
"Shh......h Listen, what sound seems to be coming?" Cao Shu's face was very serious, not like a joke at all.
The two of them were instantly silent and stopped arguing.
Listening closely, it seems that there is really a voice coming, and the voice is faintly bewitching and fascinating, and it seems to be some kind of indescribable moan.
The voice was very strange, so strange that Cao Shu didn't know if it was true or not.
I can't hear the location clearly, it seems to be near and far, as if it is in the ear, and it seems to be far away in the sky.
"Psychedelic Sanskrit. ”
Xiu Lanshan's face turned pale in an instant, and it can be imagined that this voice is powerful.
Lou Yeyu's face instantly became like Xiulan Mountain, pale and bloodless.
Cao Shu fell into the rhythm of psychedelic music, and he didn't know what was going on in the outside world, and countless beauties appeared in front of him.
The beauties swayed their curvy figures, their bodies were not an inch, their fair skin was like snow, and their red lips were open, spitting out a hot and heartfelt fragrance.
Lou Yeyu and Xiulan Mountain, the people who were shouting and shouting to kill just now, after glancing at each other, pinched out the same magic seal with both hands at the same time.
"The avenue is invisible, the fertility of the world, the avenue is ruthless, the sun and the moon run, the avenue is nameless, the heaven and earth are symbiotic, the avenue is inactive, and the yin and yang flow together......"
There are two demons, reciting the same scriptures in their mouths.
Two clusters of light, one black and one white, permeated their bodies, the scriptures and the Dharma seals were exactly the same, but the light was two contradictory existences, one black and one white.
The sound of the scriptures became louder and louder, but the black and white lights slowly merged, forming a rotating yin and yang taiji diagram, and the previous psychedelic rhythm was absorbed and worn away by the taiji diagram.
They read the scriptures and had no intention of stopping.
It took a quarter of an hour for the two of them to stop at the same time, but at this time, the faces of the two people were gloomy and solemn.
"How can this Holy Sepulchre have a deadly Sanskrit sound?" Xiu Lanshan muttered in a low voice, looking at the other two doors that had already opened.
"Haven't you been to the Holy Sepulchre? Although Lou Yeyu's face was not good-looking, he still found a reasonable explanation.
"Are you kidding me?" Xiu Lanshan's voice sneered, and then said unceremoniously, "Do you think it's normal for our race's Holy Sepulchre to use the enemy's deadly Sanskrit sound?"
Cao Shu was still rubbing his forehead, as early as when Xiulan Mountain was reciting scriptures with Lou Yeyu, he had already broken away from the psychedelic rhythm, and he originally thought that something was going to happen, but unfortunately he woke up too early.
But he also understood why their faces changed dramatically when they heard this voice, because this sound came from the enemy.
In the Holy Sepulchre of your own race, the sound of the enemy will appear, no matter where you think about it, it makes people feel very strange.