249. What a powerful and domineering brisket

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Under the sunset, under the black sun of the underworld, the sky and the earth are gray, with extreme silence and quiet.

On the edge of the silent earth, a man dressed in plain black walked slowly.

His eyes contained lingering pain and poignancy, his slightly bent waist, as if carrying an indescribable weight, Yan Shan's steps, with a trace of fatigue and hesitation, his left hand tightly held the knife, and his right hand carried a human head.

A human head with wide eyes that seemed to be blinding......

"Ahaha, boy, don't be so depressed, men are indispensable in the process of chasing their dreams. ”

Xia Wenhua pursed his lips, as if he wanted to lock the volume of his breath firmly in his mouth, it wasn't him who spoke, who could it be?

"Although I failed this time, you can rest assured, there is no difficulty that can stop a hot-blooded man's dream-chasing journey, and the next time the Red Lotus Ghost Capital Car God Championship, I ...... Zhang Daniu, with the honor of 20 years of taxi drivers, swears that he will reach the top of the most emperor......ah. ”

The heroic tail note suddenly turned into a howl of pain because of Xia Wenhua's actions.

With his right hand, he grabbed the head of the human head, and then swept it in the air more than a dozen times like a sandbag, and then slammed it on the ground, repeating this thirty or fifty times.

Xia Wenhua's eyes were bloodshot, and he finally couldn't hold back the anger in his heart.

"****** you Made, you remember to me that the duty and honor of being a taxi driver is to deliver every customer safely to their destination, not to go crazy and drag racing

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8bd5 figure to the top of the car god, and then play bumper cars at a degree of 500 kilometers, this is nothing to do with the wind and horses, and also, Lao Tzu, what I hate the most in my life is the words blood and dreams, you make me have a psychological shadow, do you know ah, ahhhhhhh ”

Xia Wenhua roared violently, slammed it dozens of times, lifted the head, looked at himself, the dead man's head and nose bleeded, and smiled embarrassedly: "Okay, I know, don't smash it, although I am already a ghost now, I still have a certain sense of pain, young man, calm down and be sensible." ”

Xia Wenhua leaned closer to his face, and his expression was full of hideousness:

"Calm down? You let me calm down? When I said calm in the car, who laughed wildly and said that now is the time to witness a miracle? When I said sanity, who roared and shouted that I am invincible on the road to my dreams? Now you let me calm down!?sanity!?"

Breathing violently, Xia Wenhua picked up the dead man's head while roaring and continued to smash it to the ground, turning into a roaring emperor:

"Bastard, are you telling me to be calm and rational now? Do you know that I'm going to participate in the exchange match with Gaia Academy, do you know that if we can't win, we're going to be slaughtered by a neurotic devil who shouts passionate and heroic dreams all day long? Do you know how sad I feel when I get out of a bad school, do you know that I want to cry, ah!? Do you know what it's like to watch your car fly 500 kilometers down a 100-meter cliff and fall to pieces? ”

Compared with the dead man's head that smashed beyond recognition, Xia Wenhua's distorted face at this moment can be called more eerie and terrifying, and even the old driver, who is a ghost and has a dead head, feels a little scared.

"Young man, don't worry, under the protection of the laws of the underworld, it is difficult to have real death. ”

"******, Lao Tzu will still be injured, hurt and afraid, you only have a dead man's head left, don't talk nonsense, how far are the red lotus ghosts?"

"Fifty kilometers to go. ”

"You give me death. ”

Hearing this number, Xia Wenhua's expression became gentle, but the knife in his left hand jumped up, exuding a chilling terrifying killing intent, and the old driver hurriedly spoke out when he saw this: "Don't worry, I have a way, I will definitely be able to get you to the Red Lotus Ghost Capital soon." ”

Xia Wenhua temporarily held back the killing intent of the magic knife, and saw what else could be done after this fight, according to the old driver's instructions, Xia Wenhua picked up some firewood from the surroundings, barely built a motorcycle-like model, and then put the old driver's head on the front of the car.

"Ahahahaha, I see the path of my dreams again, the wind is calling me, the Emperor of the Wind has awakened again, roar my engine. ”

The human head was placed on the wooden car, and the old driver roared again, and two ghost fires suddenly ejected from his eyes, spreading on the wooden car, and then in Xia Wenhua's surprised expression, a loud engine roar really sounded on the wooden car.

The dark green ghost fire burned fiercely in the wooden car, Xia Wenhua knew that these ghost fires were harmless to the human body, and curiously got into the car and tried to drive it, and then now this motorcycle model built with firewood can really be driven.

No matter how unbelievable the principle is, rushing to the meeting place Red Lotus Ghost is Xia Wenhua's main task, and he doesn't want to be dragged by the butcher knife monk to do emergency training on blood and dreams again for the ridiculous reason of being late.

Sitting on a wooden motorcycle, the operator is not Xia Wenhua, but the old driver who is installed on the car as a headlight, and the only thing Xia Wenhua has to do is to stop the old driver whenever he sees the urge to convuls.

Constant chatting, finally let Xia Wenhua know some things about the underworld, according to the old driver, the underworld is vast and boundless, every newly dead person is in the underworld, after passing the Nai He Bridge, the ghosts of the underworld, in order to supplement the population, the major ghosts are discussing taking turns to lead the ghost people to their own ghost capital under the Nai He Bridge, and this kind of obviously official connection activities, why has it become a car god competition for many ghosts, the reason for which Xia Wenhua also learned a thing or two from the old driver's mouth.

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3ooo people die as a soul, fall into the underworld and become ghosts, the mode of life is completely different from the yang world, if the yang world is strong, because of the strong body, the ghost who has lost the body, the root of the strength lies in obsession and will, as well as the strong horizontal dΓΉ of the soul itself.

And the stronger the obsession and will, the stronger the ghost's supernatural powers, and the longer the life span that can survive in the underworld, and some time ago, the Yama Heavenly Son who lives in the center of the underworld has spread a self-created volume of ghost cultivation methods throughout the major ghost capitals.

This volume of ghost cultivation can only be cultivated by ghosts, and it can only be successful if it is cultivated in the underworld.

Cultivating obsession, burning the will at the critical moment, burning the soul, burning the netherworld qi between heaven and earth, gathering, merging, sublimating in the combustion, and stepping out in one step, it is the Yue, the Phoenix Nirvana, and the dragon swimming in the sea.

It's complicated, but in fact, there is only one word for the cultivation mystery in it...... Burn.

Extreme publicity, fanatical burning, and wholehearted implementation, just like the expression of the old driver's race, roaring the desire for victory, can ignite the fire of his soul and do all kinds of incredible things.

When the taxi can drive more than 500 kilometers, the model of the motorcycle built with rough wood can really be driven, and every qiΔ“ comes from the fire of the ghost soul and the magic of this ghost cultivation method.

In the underworld, as long as you cultivate this set of ghost cultivation methods, as long as your belief is strong enough, there is nothing impossible.

In order to cultivate a space that can popularize this set of ghost cultivation methods, various competitions have sprung up, and it is not difficult to understand why the process of attracting new ghosts in the official business of a ghost capital has evolved into the Red Lotus Ghost Capital Car God Competition.

According to the old driver, this kind of competition can be seen everywhere in the underworld, and even the old driver himself participates in several competitions at the same time, and the original plan was that after he sprinted to finish the car god competition, he also had to participate in the God of Food Sea Qualifier, the Red Lotus Ghost Capital First Sword King Conference, and the Wilderness Emperor Wild Survival Competition...... and so on for more than a dozen competitions.

Ghosts have no physical limitations, as long as they still have the will, they can continue to move without sleep, and the heroism of the old driver is nothing.

Xia Wenhua was dazzled when he heard it, and secretly sighed that the life of the ghost people in the underworld was so colorful, which was really beyond the imagination, but the old driver's words made him completely puzzled.

"Hehe, only after experiencing the catastrophe of life and death, you will know, in the end, you can't take anything away except your soul and endless regrets, you can not take anything away before your death, power and wealth, and after you die, you know that a qiΔ“ is a fleeting vanity, after letting go of these things, you finally have the kung fu to face up to the essential meaning of life, to chase my personal wonder and brilliance, and the dream that has forgotten and given up, and was overwhelmed by the heavy reality, young man! Do you have a dream when you are still alive?"

On the simple old face, with the wisdom of seeing through the vicissitudes of life, the old driver's smile was very intriguing, and Xia Wenhua looked a little confused after being asked.

The wooden motorcycle, powered by the dead head of the old driver and the roar of the old driver, galloped all the way, and finally saw a rather majestic city in the sight, there are not many high-rise buildings, but it stretches very widely, and many buildings look dark red in the city, which also reflects the name of the red lotus ghost capital.

Judging from the appearance alone, at most, the appearance of this city is a little unusual, and it is completely impossible to see that this is the underworld inhabited by a group of ghosts, and only those floating ghosts with slightly illusory bodies can determine this.

At the edge of the ghost capital, there is a square, specially used to welcome the new ghosts who came for the first time, at this moment the ghost shadow is sensible, Xia Wenhua is very uncomfortable, there is a large stone tablet in the center of the square with a line of words.

"Due to financial reasons, there is no accommodation for this competition, no three meals, and all participants and other personnel are requested to be self-reliant, and gather here at eight o'clock tomorrow local time to participate in the competition...... Li Weiliu of the Time and Space Administration. ”

"Bastard, isn't it that the funds are embezzled by this guy, the sleeping place is easy to solve, but what should I do if I eat, is Huaxia coin or Hades coins used in the underworld?" Thinking of Li Wei's huge debt, Xia Wenhua couldn't help but think so secretly.

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4e86 expresses my apologies, your journey in the underworld is wrapped up in me, go, I will treat you to a meal first. The old driver said boldly, Xia Wenhua suddenly felt that it was necessary, looked left and right, there was no one he knew in the square, presumably they were all curious to live in the house, Xia Wenhua carried the old driver's dead head into the Red Lotus Ghost Capital.

As far as the eye can see, they are all similar scenes in the yang world, but the ghosts living here do not seem to be as urgent as they are in the yang world, they seem extremely leisurely, and the quiet atmosphere of the dungeon is quite suitable, Xia Wenhua is a living person, causing many ghosts around him to look at him frequently, and Xia Wenhua is very uncomfortable by these gloomy eyes, but these ghosts just snooped around far away and did not come over, and then under the verbal guidance of the old driver, Xia Wenhua came to a noodle stall.

"Lao Wang, I'm out to pick up guests, it's a heavy guest today. ”

"Yo, it's Lao Zhang, tsk, there is actually a rare tight living person in the underworld, is it the ingredients you brought with Lao Zhang? Okay, although I don't have any hobby of eating people, but for the sake of Lao Zhang, I will use all my efforts to take care of him." ”

"Haha, Lao Wang, don't make jokes about the young man, don't you see that he is about to turn around and run away, I don't care, it's a pity that you have one less guest to promote your craft, wait for him to eat well, go back to the yang world to publicize, you are not a guest." ”

Xia Wenhua's hair immediately stood up, and the stories of ghosts and monsters that he had heard a lot since he was a child immediately came to mind, and all kinds of high-energy dishes about human meat barbecued pork buns and so on kept coming to mind, but he calmed down a little in the words of the old driver and the old Wang who came out laughing.

"Haha, I'll take your words, young man, what do you want to eat. The owner of the noodle stall walked out, his burly body stood in front of Xia Wenhua like a wall, his strong muscles constituted a steel body that had been tempered for thousands of years, standing in front of Xia Wenhua, he unconsciously exuded overwhelming spirit, his face was very honest and gentle, and he looked like a good old man.

Unconsciously guessing whether the noodle stall owner was a bodybuilder during his lifetime, he glanced at the names of the dishes hanging on the noodle stall and casually ordered the signature beef brisket noodles here.

"Okay, boy, wait a minute. The burly noodle stall cook asked Xia Wenhua to wait for a while, and then turned to go in, but instead of busy cooking, he changed into a white robe, and then poured a bucket of cold water on himself, then lit a plate of incense, and then meditated cross-legged.

"Hey, what is he doing?"

"Obviously, burn incense and meditate in order to be sincere. ”

"So good? It's just a bowl of brisket noodles, as for it?"

"Hey young man, don't underestimate the cuisine, even if it is an ordinary bowl of beef brisket noodles, it must be infused with all the efforts and souls of the chef, only such works can be regarded as real cuisine." ”

As if he had finished meditating, the burly chef slowly stood up, and said in a deep voice, while moving his limbs slightly, his muscles bounced, his bones trembled, and he made a sound like a dragon's roar, and his expression was solemn and he put on a black armor, and a sense of courage and strength slowly condensed.

"Hahaha, old partner, it seems that we are going to fight side by side again today, let's create the best and best beef brisket noodles in this life. ”

After changing into armor, laughing, the burly chef stretched out his hand, and a strange-shaped knife flew out of the kitchen, two meters high, with a thick waist, a dark red blade, and the blade was densely serrate, caressing the blade, and a touch of fanatical battle intent flashed on the burly chef's face, and the cyan ghost fire burst into flames, standing with the knife, laughing heroically, like a brave warrior who was about to go to the battlefield.

"Damn, the kitchen knife in your hand is definitely going to be used to cook beef brisket noodles? Are you sure you want to cook?

Xia Wenhua looked a little sluggish, he never knew that any chef was wearing heavy armor and holding a two-meter-long hideous giant blade to cook.

"Wait, young man, go to a certain house, bet on my soul and the name of the chef, and this trip will bring you the best brisket noodles. ”

The burly cook laughed heroically, and rushed into the kitchen like a whirlwind, first silent, and after a few moments, there was a violent clanging sound in the kitchen, like a soldier

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"What did he use as a seasoning?C4 bomb or howitzer?" Since entering the underworld, there have been various unexpected situations, but what he saw in front of him was still beyond the understanding of Yuan Xia Wenhua, and he was asking the old driver, but he heard a loud rumbling sound, and the burly chef in a heavy helmet smashed through the wall, like a cannonball being blasted out in the air.

"Ahem, young man, it seems that you have to wait a bit, the resistance of the brisket is a bit strong, and it will take me a while to suppress it. ”

Just as Xia Wenhua was wondering if He Beef Brisket was so powerful, he heard a thick voice of an urn sound from behind the big hole in the wall, the voice was very nasal, and the words were very unclear.

"Fuck your sister's brisket, your whole family is brisket, do I look like a brisket? I was slaughtered for meat when I was alive, and you want to slaughter me when I die? ”

A cow, a huge bull, came out of the hole, walked out solidly, with its feet straight, walking like a human, the majestic muscles on a pair of bull's arms were not inferior to that of the burly cook, holding a daguan knife in his left hand, his scarlet eyes revealed 120,000 points of anger, and his whole body was lit with a cyan ghost fire, like a giant torch.

"There's a cow ghost here!?"

"What's strange about this, everything has a spirit, and if you fall into the underworld, you can become a ghost, but it's just that there are very few people with high spiritual intelligence like this cow. ”

The old driver explained to Xia Wenhua, but the standing bull was roaring at the burly cook.

"Lao Niu, I was originally wondering, you are so kind, entertain me to eat and drink in the kitchen all day long, and be so enthusiastic to get me a hot spring bath, it turns out that I also want to beat Lao Niu and my whole body of attention, today Lao Niu I am going to change the recipe, come to a personal belly noodles, and see the Pingtian knife method passed down by the great sage of our clan, Pingtian Bull Demon King. ”

"Oh oh oh oh, as a chef's vocation, is to use the most selected ingredients to cook the best dishes for guests, you obediently accept your fate, leave your brisket, try my kitchen god \u

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"If you want brisket, I'll talk about defeating the old cow. ”

"No one can stop me from following my path of cooking, for the sake of brisket noodles, you give me death. ”

From the lobby to the kitchen, and from the kitchen to the street, the murderous aura of the collision of the two giant knives rushed straight into the sky, the roar of the people and the roar of the cow intertwined, Xia Wenhua swallowed a mouthful of saliva, he really couldn't afford to eat such a luxurious beef brisket noodles, and when he was about to slip away, the burly chef who was blown away by the bull fell in front of Xia Wenhua.

Although the wound was so severe that he vomited blood, the burly cook's eyes still flashed with unshakable conviction, and he roared: "Don't worry, young man, even if I fall into hell and suffer all kinds of suffering, I will bring you the best bowl of brisket noodles." ”

Xia Wenhua wanted to say forget it, that piece of beef brisket is a little violent, and the next dishes are more likely to become human belly noodles with your body, but in front of the burly chef's firm eyes that burned with faith, he couldn't say anything, because according to the experience of the old driver when he was racing, in the face of this kind of ghost who burns faith, they won't listen to anything they say at this time.

"Hmph, boy, do you want to eat the brisket of the old cow and me? ”

In order to keep his brisket from being eaten below, the bull also burned his soul, the ghost fire was blazing, and the rage was like a tide, Xia Wenhua didn't expect that he could encounter this kind of unwarranted disaster when he ate a bowl of beef brisket noodles in the underworld, and he wailed in his heart, but he could only rise up and join the battle.

Three hours later, when a bowl of fresh ** beef brisket noodles was placed in front of him, Xia Wenhua felt for the first time that a bowl of noodles could have such a tragic weight and need to pay such a heavy price.

"What are you crying about, hurry up and eat, this is Lao Wang's life and blood battle, picking the most essence of the brisket on my body, with the old cow I soaked in bath water for eight hours to make the brisket noodles, every bite must be grateful

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Let's go eat it. ”

The owner of the brisket stared at Xia Wenhua behind his back, and at this moment, the bull who was under the Great Sage of Pingtian and the Demon King of the Great Sage Bull Demon King had changed into a snow-white chef's robe, sharpening the kitchen knife with a whetstone, and smiling at the burly chef.

"Lao Wang used the price of making human belly noodles to me in exchange for a piece of beef brisket from me for you to eat, I can also eat here after you finish eating, hurry up and eat, hurry up and get out when you are done, don't waste my meal time,. ”

The bull's laughter seemed very pleasant, but Xia Wenhua wept even more.

Compared with the heavy and tragic price paid by the burly chef, Xia Wenhua is even more sad that because the burly man can't get up from his injuries, this bowl of noodles is cooked by the bull himself, maybe because of poor cooking skills or other reasons, this bowl of noodles has a whole pound of salt, a full bottle of vinegar, and many weird and excessive seasonings.

Faced with this kind of dark cuisine, but was threatened to eat nothing left, Xia Wenhua could only silently shed tears.