Chapter 64: The Devil's Cooking

"Poof! Hahaha, I was so laughing at me, the demon anchor said he didn't know. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"This answer is so wonderful, the demon anchor is simply not too witty, it is simply amazing!"

"That's right, it's not the teacher who asks the students, who stipulates that the question of female ghosts must be answered?"

"My heart hurts, do I have to know what I'm sick with? A trained killer is killing me silently in his sleep, how do I know how I died?"

"Amazing, it's amazing! I couldn't have imagined to answer like that anyway. ”

"Anyway, the demon anchor is really bold enough, dare to say to the ghost that he doesn't know, he is not afraid that the ghost will be angry and eat him?"

"The demon anchor has experienced several live broadcasts, and has dealt with ghosts a few times, if I don't have this concentration, I have to wonder if he is a demon anchor. ”

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Lu Fan's answer made the guys watching the live broadcast excited, and they thought of all kinds of answers for Lu Fan in their hearts, but they all thought about how to die, and none of them dared to think in the direction of refusing to answer.

"Lu Fan is so bold that he dares not to answer the ghost's question!"

Yang Ming, Wang Jia, and Li Fei were all frightened by Lu Fan's answer.

But if you think about it carefully, this answer is also reasonable and impeccable.

"My lord, how did you die?"

After the female ghosts asked Lu Fan, they went to ask Yang Ming again.

Yang Ming originally thought that the answer was the same as Wang Jia, he also died of illness, but Lu Fan had already successfully passed the test before, so he decisively abandoned his answer and chose the path of success that had been proven.

"The official doesn't know how the official died, and when he woke up, he died. ”

Yang Ming said.

"My lord, what about you?"

The female ghost went to ask Wang Jia again.

"Sick ・・・・・・"

Wang Jiagang wanted to say that he died of illness, but suddenly his heart moved, whether it was answering the question of eating on the "Jinluan Palace", or relieving Zhu Zhu here before, Lu Fan showed a high level of intelligence, if he could really pass the test by dying of illness, why didn't he use this answer, but used a more risky "I don't know"?

Didn't expect that?

This is unlikely.

Can't you say you died of illness?

"I don't know. ”

Wang Jia also abandoned his own answer and adopted Lu Fan's risky answer.

Maybe it was because I saw that a few adults were "smart" and couldn't use the cause of death to test it, and in the end, Li Fei, these female ghosts simply didn't ask again.

"My lord, Your Majesty likes these beauties of slaves and maids, but I like them tightly, hurry up and choose the queen, don't let Your Majesty wait in a hurry. ”

The level of how to die has finally passed, and it is finally possible to choose the queen.

Wang Jia, Li Fei and others are worried about a big pimple, first, they don't know what the ghost emperor likes, and second, they don't know anything about these female ghosts, if they are people, they can also look at their faces and figures, but these ghosts, all of them are monks, and they really can't choose from their appearance.

"Actually, it's easy to choose. ”

Lu Fan looked like he was in his chest, and he didn't feel nervous at all.

Everyone looked at Lu Fan, waiting for him to explain.

"This is not a matchmaker, what conditions do the woman have, what preferences do the man have, don't consider these, this is a question given to us by the live game, from this aspect, this problem is very easy to solve. ”

Lu Fan's eyes flickered, and he calmly glanced at those ghosts.

"What do you mean?"

Wang Jia asked puzzled.

Li Fei and the others didn't understand, they all stared at Lu Fan.

"Since we 'went to court', we have encountered three crises, one is when the ghost emperor of the Jinluan Palace asks us for dinner, and the second is when we come here and are asked by the ghost how we died. ”

"These two crises have a characteristic, that is, they don't need clues, as long as the brain turns quickly, they can come up with answers on their own. ”

"But now the crisis of choosing the queen is different, no matter how smart you are, no matter how high your IQ is, without relevant clues, it is impossible to come up with it on your own. ”

"Live games don't leave unsolved problems, it must leave clues or hints for how to choose a queen. ”

"From the last dynasty to the present, there is only one thing that can be used as a reminder for choosing a queen, that is, in the early dynasty, the ghost emperor asked us for breakfast. ”

It's just that this hint is disguised as a trap. Lu Fan took a step forward, stood at the forefront of the podium, looked at the female ghosts sitting neatly like elementary school students below, and asked loudly, "You guys, who is good at cooking?"

"My lord, slaves are good at it!"

The eyeless female ghost was the first to raise her hand.

"Slaves are also good at it!"

Another female ghost, half of her body was split into the air, raised her hand.

"And slaves!"

"Slaves are also good at it!"

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There were five female ghosts in total, and they raised their hands.

"Five?"

Lu Fan looked at them one by one, although the number of people had shrunk from thirty to five, it was still difficult to find.

"Let's talk about what you're good at. ”

Lu Fan said again that he planned to find someone with the best cooking skills.

"My lord, the best dish of the slave is the human skin dumplings, everyone knows that the most difficult thing to make the human skin dumplings is not the filling, but how to peel off the human skin intact. Can't peel too thin, the stuffing will leak if it's thin, and it can't be too thick, the meat inside can't be cooked if it's thick, and the human skin peeled by the slave maid is just right, which makes His Majesty praise every time. ”

Speaking of emotion, the eyeless female ghost stuck out her tongue and licked it at the corner of her mouth, looking like she had an endless aftertaste.

"Back to my lord, the best dish for slaves and maids is 'fried brain flower with ashes', you must use the ashes of more than 100 years old, and it is best to use the ashes of the kind of person who died horizontally・・・・・・"

The female ghost, who had half of her body gone, immediately stood up and introduced her "specialty dish".

"Okay, the official knows that it's 'ashes fried brain flower'. ”

Lu Fan didn't want to listen to the disgusting approach next, so he interrupted the female ghost.

"A few of you, just say the name of the dish, don't go into details. ”

Before the female ghosts below could speak, Lu Fan hurriedly gave an order.

"Slaves are good at 'steaming dead baby heads'!"

"The slave is good at 'boiling the giant view'!"

"The slave is good at 'Black Dog Blood Heart Soup'!"

All five female ghosts reported their own specialty dishes, but they didn't use any eggs.

Lu Fan really couldn't judge which of these five extremely perverted "dishes" was better.

"It seems that they are not selected on the basis of their cooking skills. ”

Lu Fan pondered for a while, and then threw out a second question.

"How did you die?"

This question seems to have nothing to do with screening cooking skills, but Lu Fan asked this for a good reason.

Because this question was asked to them by the female ghost before!

is the same as choosing a queen with cooking skills, looking at the level of ghost cooking skills, with human knowledge, it is absolutely impossible to see, so there must be hints.

This hint is naturally the crisis when the female ghost asks them how they died.