The so-called immortals in the book are probably indifferent spirits, Han Chuang heard Dongfang Shuo say that the reason why the immortals in the book can become "immortals" and not die is that the spirits are gathered in a secret record of the heavens, such a ridiculous thing can't be taken seriously, at least Han Chuang thought so before.

However, when he really saw the fairy in the book, all the doubts came to his heart like a tide.

Well, what a ridiculous thing, at this moment, he is still too busy to take care of himself, how can he pay attention to others? And the truth happened, it was the immortal blowing his beard and staring at the eyes in the book, a row of unhappy and unhappy gestures, it didn't matter, who called Han Chuang unswerving?

"The predecessors are the immortals in the book?" he said, his tone was not a bit flattering, but a little playful, of course, who could not show a little playfulness? Especially when facing a strange old fellow, your playfulness, your interest will always unconsciously come to mind.

Very good, the immortal in the book stared at Han Chuang angrily, his eyes were as wide as copper bells, but he said unhappily: "That's right, the old man is the immortal in the book, the immortal in the book." ”

At this point, he changed into another posture, as if he was high and below zero, looking down at Yun Yunsheng, oh my God, who did he think he was? Is it really an immortal?

"You're such an old fellow, but you're just a spirit, and you actually claim to be an immortal with your face, it's really ridiculous and generous. "Nie Qingqing has always been straightforward, she doesn't care who you are, she only knows whether what you say is right or not, of course - in fact, no matter what you say is right or not, as long as she looks at you pleasing to the eye, she will refute you without complete skin.

Of course, that is when facing people, if her opponent becomes a so-called "immortal", the balance of strength between the two parties will be turned upside down.

In the book, the fairy snorted coldly, brushed the scattered white beard with his right hand, and said disdainfully: "What do you little girl know, the old man is a real immortal, with the same life as the sky and the same breath as the earth——"

"Then he was trapped in the pagoda. Nie Qingqing's words were full of mockery.

In the book, the fairy not only choked, but only reacted after a while, "The old man is not a woman to preach." ”

"I think you're running out of words. Nie Qingqing laughed like a victorious rooster. Of course, at some point, there are signs that she is getting an inch again, but it obviously doesn't include this moment.

Han Chuang stared at her, motioned her to silence, and after a while, he said slowly, "Old man, I want to ask you something." ”

Shuxian looked at Han Chuang with an arrogant face, and said slowly: "If you have something, just ask, you are lucky, the old man is in a good mood today, and he will tell you if he knows." ”

Han Chuang smiled slightly, he didn't know what the immortals in the book meant by being in a good mood, but he understood that he might not be as cooperative as he said at this moment, referring to Dongfang Shuo, whether it was the power of the spontaneous organization, or the duties that were limited by a certain one, it was almost impossible to want the demon spirit who was guarding the tower to give up his duties.

But no matter how impossible, as long as there was a glimmer of hope, Han Chuang decided to give it a try.

"Sir, do you know how we are going to get up?"

"Yes, of course I do. The fairy in the book narrowed his eyes, and his face showed an arrogant expression.

"Really?" asked Han Chuang.

As if it was a suspicious reaction, the fairy in the book snorted coldly and said disdainfully: "Then it is needless to say, who is the old man? There are things in the book, the old man knows everything, and the things that are not in the book, the old man can also speculate, but it is just an upward path, and what is the difficulty, it is in the old man's heart." ”

Han Chuang and Nie Qingqing glanced at each other, Gu saw the joy in each other's eyes, he stepped forward, bowed down and said, "Please also ask the old man to give advice." ”

"Teaching?" "The fairy in the book turned his eyes twice in his sockets, "Don't you dare to teach, don't dare to be." He stroked his long beard in his right hand and smiled haughtily.

When Han Chuang saw him behaving like this, he thought he was going to say it, but unexpectedly, his tone suddenly changed and said, "There is a way, and the old man knows it, but why does the old man tell you?"

Han Chuang was speechless for a while, looking at the narrow eyes of the immortal in the book, he knew that he did it on purpose, and all the things he did before his consciousness were just to pave the way for the assassin.

"Damn it. Han Chuang scolded angrily in his heart, but he said, "Didn't the old man say that he knew everything in the book, why didn't he tell you?"

In the book, the fairy snorted coldly and said: "The old man naturally knows, but it is one thing to know, and it is another thing to tell you, besides, tell you what good I have? ”

As he spoke, his right hand was raised, and a yellow chicken leg appeared in his hand, Han Chuang only felt strange, and thought, "This place is in the Linglong Pagoda, where did the chicken leg come from?"

The immortal in the book seemed to know what Han Chuang was thinking, and said disdainfully: "At first glance, you look like you are lonely and unheard, the old man has a secret record of Tongtian, and it is not difficult for the old man to know what is going on, let alone a chicken leg, do you want me to conjure two for you." ”

Han Chuang was not in the mood to eat any chicken legs, so he shirked and said, "No need, you old man can enjoy it alone." ”

In the book, the fairy laughed, tore off a piece of chicken from his mouth, and said, "You say don't want to, the old man just gave it to you." The right hand was raised again, and before Han Chuang could figure out what was going on, a chicken leg appeared in his hand, and when he looked back, there was also a chicken leg in Nie Qingqing's hand.

Han Chuang subconsciously touched it with his hand, this chicken leg is scorched on the outside and tender on the inside, and the surface is still elastic, so it is not a transfiguration at first glance.

"How did you do that?" he asked.

The fairy in the book nibbled on the chicken leg and said disdainfully: "Do you think the old man will tell you? The tone of the conversation, "However, good things should be shared by everyone, and the old man can still see this, so give each of you a chicken leg, and accompany the old man here with peace of mind when you are full." ”

Seeing that Han Chuang's face was worried, the fairy in the book smiled slightly, and his eyes flickered twice, "Don't worry, the old man can't be the rude guy on the first floor, he will let you catch the demon spirit for him, the old man has only been here for a long time, and he is a little lonely, and he needs a few people to chat and relieve his boredom." ”

Han Chuang looked at the immortal in the book incredulously, and forgot the food in his hand for a while.

The fairy in the book glared at him, and said angrily: "What's the matter? I don't want to tell you, the people who wanted to be able to talk to the old man back then were all well-educated Hongru, like the two of you like this kind of bun, it is impossible to even meet the old man." ”

As soon as Nie Qingqing heard this, he immediately said angrily: "You guy, what do you mean by this?"

In the book, the fairy laughed, shook the chicken legs, and said: "I mean, you two can't do it, but for the sake of no one coming up here for many years, the old man can still say a few words to you, come on, tell the old man what dynasty it is now, I remember the last time someone came in or what was the Great Qin Dynasty, a guy named Xu Fu entered the tower to find the elixir, where is there any elixir in this world, I left him, that guy is not bad in terms of knowledge, but unfortunately his ambition is a little bigger." ”

As he spoke, the fairy in the book kept shaking his head, as if he was regretting the loss of a soulmate.

Of course, Han Chuang didn't eat him, "Lord Immortal in the book, we are not here for the elixir, I just ask you to let us go." ”

In the book, the immortal's eyes widened, and he said disdainfully: "Nonsense, most of the people who come to the Linglong Pagoda are seeking the elixir of life, do you dare to say that you are not?"

As soon as Han Chuang wanted to explain, he listened to the immortal in the book and said: "Actually, it's okay if you admit it, I'm not angry, I won't be annoyed, and I won't kill you, I'm not the rude guy on the first floor, I will only leave you at most, eat and drink until you die." ”

Han Chuang couldn't help but shudder, although the immortal in the book is not murder, but it is more uncomfortable than killing, you must know that people live in the world, the most terrifying thing is not death, but the loss of freedom, in Han Chuang's view, being restricted by others, would rather die.

Before he could speak, he heard Nie Qingqing behind him take the lead in shouting: "I said old man, I see that you have lived for a long time and become a pervert, who wants to accompany you here, hurry up and tell me where the road upstairs is, and then we will break up in two, and we have nothing to do with each other." ”

Han Chuang secretly screamed "Oops", thinking: My little aunt, when I see that the fairy in this book is an old naughty child's character, if you follow him, he may let you go, if you go against him, I am afraid he will have to leave you behind.

Sure enough, the immortal in the book heard Nie Qingqing's words, and sneered: "The old man has lived for a long time, and he is perverted, how is it?" The old man has three hobbies in his life, one is to love books, the second is to chat with people, and the third is to love food, now it is easy to find someone to chat with, how can I let you go." ”

After a pause, he added: "According to what I said, you two will stay here, I don't have to worry about food or clothing in this palace, the temperature is constant all year round, what a good place, many people can't ask for it - not to mention anything else, first taste the chicken legs made by the old man." ”

Han Chuang looked at the yellow chicken leg in his hand, and had to admit that it was indeed tempting to just talk about appearance, but he had something in his heart at the moment, let alone a chicken leg, even if the delicacies of the mountains and seas were placed in front of him, he might not have an appetite, but Nie Qingqing took the lead in taking a bite, and before he could chew it, he spit it out.

"What the hell is this?" said Nie Qingqing with a frown.

In the book, the fairy's face was unhappy, "This is the roast chicken leg secretly made by the old man himself, what's the matter, isn't it delicious?"

Han Chuang couldn't help but give Nie Qingqing a look, hoping that it would be good for her to say the last sentence against her will, but I don't know if she didn't see it or did it on purpose, Nie Qingqing said disdainfully: "Just your thing, no one will eat it if you give it to others." As he spoke, he threw the chicken leg on the ground.

"You!" The immortal in the book was about to explode, when he heard Nie Qingqing say: "Although your chicken leg looks good and your barbecue skills are first-class, it is light and tasteless, no different from drinking white water, I see that you don't know how to barbecue at all." ”

Han Chuang looked at Nie Qingqing, who was talking eloquently, as if he understood something, and kept silent, just watching the excitement from the sidelines.

In the long life of the fairy in the book, food can be said to be his first hobby, and if he has any specialty, it is cooking.

He once boasted that he was the best in the world in cooking, and when he suddenly heard Nie Qingqing slander the chicken thighs he made, how could he not be annoyed, so he only heard him say disdainfully: "I said little girl, you said that you should put seasonings in barbecue, but I don't know that the way of barbecue is important in the original taste, if you eat seasonings, I might as well fry better." ”

Nie Qingqing scoffed at the words of the fairy in the book: "What era did you old guy learn about barbecue? It's true that the taste of barbecue is important to the original taste, but the seasoning I said will not cover up the original flavor of barbecue, but can make the original flavor blend into the meat and stimulate a rich aroma." ”

"The old man had never heard of this seasoning. The fairy in the book said disdainfully, "How old is your little girl, just here, the old man's barbecue is not the first in the world, but also the best in the world, I don't know how many well-educated Confucians praised it, I don't believe you let this kid taste it!"

After speaking, Shushu Xian turned his head and shouted to Han Chuang angrily: "Hey boy, now give me the chicken leg in your hand to eat, and then say whether it is delicious or not!"

"I've eaten?" Han Chuang looked at the chicken legs, then at Nie Qingqing, with a bitter expression, and thought, "I'm just a person who watches the excitement, what are you dragging me in for?"

Nie Qingqing said with a smile: "Brother Han, if someone doesn't want to admit reality, then you can let him know what reality is, so that people can understand what the sky is high and the earth is thick, and what is a mountain and a mountain high." ”

"It's not good. Han Chuang glanced at the immortal in the book, his face bitter.

"What's wrong!" the fairy cried out in the book, "the old man will let you eat it, do you want the old man to feed you himself?" ”

"No, no. Han Chuang hurriedly shook his head, thinking, "Just kidding, in your current state, what should I say? If it's not delicious, maybe you really leave us behind, and if it's delicious, maybe you'll leave us behind, how should this be." ”

Nie Qingqing seemed to see Han Chuang's anxiety, and said with a smile: "Brother Han, you don't have to give him face, just tell the truth." ”

In the book, the fairy also said: "Boy, you tell me the truth, if there is half a lie, the old man will kill you with one slap!"

Han Chuang smiled bitterly and took a bite of the chicken leg in his hand, and as soon as the meat entered his mouth, his brows were furrowed. It turns out that this chicken is really as light and tasteless as Nie Qingqing said, although - although the appearance is really good, although the heat is also well controlled, although the taste is smooth and smooth, but seriously, it is missing a taste.

Is it salt? or cumin?

Han Chuang was thinking about what flavor was missing, when he heard the voice of the fairy in the book ringing in his ears: "Boy, how does it taste? ”

Han Chuang came to his senses, looked at the fairy in the book with pity, his mouth moved, and he still didn't make a sound, and then he heard Nie Qingqing sneer: "What kind of delicious food in the world, I think it's the most unpalatable barbecue in the world." Brother Han, tell the truth, I believe that the old man will not mind listening to the truth. ”

"What do I mind!" In the book, the fairy blew his beard and glared, and said with an unhappy face: "Boy, tell me quickly, how does it taste?"

Two pairs of eyes, staring straight at him, Han Chuang subconsciously licked his tongue, he suddenly felt that the two pressures that he had done before were gathering on him, and this pressure was even greater than when he fought against Dongfang Shuo before.

He smiled awkwardly and whispered, "Actually, it's pretty good overall—"

"See, it's delicious in the world!" Before Han Chuang finished speaking, the fairy in the book interrupted his words, and proudly showed off his might in front of Nie Qingqing like a victory, "I said little girl, you can eat food indiscriminately, but you can't talk nonsense, I am obviously a delicacy in the world, but you said that it was dross, how did you say that the old man should punish you." ”

As he spoke, his eyes lit up, as if he were brewing some ulterior evil plan.

Nie Qingqing smiled slightly and said, "Don't worry, Brother Han hasn't finished talking yet." ”

Shuxian looked at Han Chuang in surprise.

Han Chuang smiled awkwardly and nodded, "I really haven't finished talking yet." After a pause, he continued, "I want to say that this barbecue is very good in terms of technique and meat quality, but it tastes like this-"

The fairy in the book sighed in his heart and hurriedly said, "How does it taste?"

Han Chuang swallowed for a long time, and finally sighed: "The taste is indeed light and tasteless, it can be described as the most difficult barbecue I have ever tasted." ”

"How can this be? impossible, impossible!" Among the three hobbies of the immortals in the book, food has to rank first, and what he is most proud of is the good food he makes.

The immortals in the book here are sad, but Nie Qingqing over there smiled and said: "I'll just say hemp, it's light and tasteless." ”

A sentence seemed to hit the pain point of the immortal in the book, he turned his head sharply, stared at Nie Qingqing viciously, and said something in his mouth: "I don't believe it, unless you can come up with evidence!"

Nie Qingqing laughed and said, "Evidence? Isn't the evidence simple? You barbecue on the spot, you can taste it." ”

"That's right. In the book, with a wave of his right hand, a raw chicken leg appeared in his hand, "Just this child, the meat quality is exactly the same as the one I used before." ”

He thought that he would condescend to the noble, and Nie Qingqing would gladly accept it, but he didn't want Nie Qingqing to smile coldly and say, "Why should I help you verify?"

The fairy in the book was stunned, and said hurriedly: "In order to prove that the barbecue you make is better than mine!"

Nie Qingqing laughed: "Why should I prove it, it's not good for me at all, you can be me when I lie, continue to think that I make the best barbecue in the world, I don't mind." ”

"But I don't mind!" roared the fairy in the book, and the white silkworm eyebrows fluttered in the eye sockets, like a layer of crumbling snow piled up on the treetops.

But he didn't expect that the louder he screamed, the more joy Nie Qingqing felt in his heart, and this joy was even clearly written directly on his face later, and between the smiles, there seemed to be a wisp of indescribable style.

"It's okay if you want me to verify it for you, but I have one condition. Nie Qingqing's eyes flashed.

In the book, the immortal said: "What conditions!"

Nie Qingqing smiled: "If I make it better than yours, you have to show us a way to the third floor." ”