Chapter 12: Ghost Food
In terms of the Heavenly Clan, the Ghost Monarch is as noble as the Emperor of Heaven, and in the Feng Clan, he is as noble as my father.
Puzzled, I asked him curiously, "What is the relationship between that ghost and the ghost king, is it very close?"
He said: "It should be, they have known each other for tens of thousands of years, and they met when the Ghost King was not a Ghost King." However, in recent years, the relationship between the two has become more and more alienated for some reason. β
"Oh. His face was sad and full of determination, but it unexpectedly surprised me, "I can't imagine that you, a little handyman, can know so many secrets of the Ghost King." I smiled slightly, thinking in my heart, now that I have known that the result of the ghost monarch's selection of concubines has not yet been reached, then Yan Mo's house must not be the ghost king's last choice, since it is not, then the god must take Yan Mo away from this ghost clan before he causes a catastrophe.
Just to find the whereabouts of the desolate beast, it is not worth it to go to the funeral with your lifelong happiness.
But when I first came to the underworld, I first entered the ghost clan, this, although the ghost outside has been here for I don't know how many years, but my understanding of the ghost clan's palace is actually the same as that of the god who first came to the ghost clan, but it's just Er. If we can convince the ghost in front of us and invite him to lead the way for us, then it will be easy to find Yanmo.
was about to open his mouth to invite him, but he heard him hurriedly prevaricate: "Actually, everyone understands these things in their hearts, but they just know each other, in the ghost palace, it is not a secret." β
Oh, his explanation seems to make sense. Thinking that there was a hungry ghost waiting for food in the flower garden outside the kitchen, I said to the ghost in front of me, "Are you busy right now?"
He shook his head, "I'm not busy, I don't know what you're doing, girl?"
I replied to him: "There is nothing important, I just want to go around in the ghost clan, if the son has nothing important to take care of, can you take the little girl and a friend of the little girl to walk around this ghost clan palace and see and learn." β
He smiled faintly, "Yes, it's a great honor to lead the way for the girl and her friends." β
After speaking, he was very polite to learn the etiquette of greeting mortals, and bowed to the gods in the book.
Ben Shangshen saw it in his eyes, and instantly his favor for him soared, and hurriedly put down the plate of pastries that had been eaten in his hand, and served a plate on the stove again, and glanced at the steaming meat in the pot, but regretted that this time was in a hurry, and he had no chance to taste this delicious fresh meat, and when he left the kitchen, he glanced at the stove reluctantly.
The ghost behind him laughed and said, "The girl seems to be coveting the meat in the pot." β
I was no longer hypocritical, and replied to him directly: "Of course, I haven't touched the food for a few days after coming here, and when I see it for a while, I will naturally remember it in my heart." β
"Then why don't you eat and leave?" he asked curiously.
I shook my head, "No." In front of the ghost who was dormant in the flower garden, I picked up another piece of pastry and stuffed it into my mouth, chewing it deliciously, and said to the ghost next to me: "The taste of this pastry is also good, it should not be much worse than the pot of meat, and it is actually okay to eat this pastry." β
"Where?" he squinted slightly, shook his head slowly, and said with a smug look on his face: "Although the pastries on the girl's plate are delicious, they still don't taste as good as the fragrant mortal meat and bones cooked in the pot. β
"Van ...... Mortal flesh and bones?"
Thinking that the god has practiced in Danxue Mountain for many years, he has been eating and drinking, and occasionally he is greedy and only secretly sends his subordinates to bring some mortal grains to relieve the hungry heart, He has dealt with the mortal flesh and bones that he said in his mouth, and when he heard the words, his heart suddenly cooled, and he brought the food plate to him with a panicked heart, and asked him nervously: "Then what about this pastry, and what is it made of?"
He glanced contemptuously at the food on his plate, which relieved my nervous heart, and then I heard him say again: " These pastries are made of the freshest bones ground into powder, when making these pastries, they are also added with the dirtiest and fishiest spring water in the Youtan Spring, and also add a unique spice that only exists in the underworld, the bright red flowers that grow in the cave of the dead, and a kind of worm, a kind of insect that specializes in eating the flesh and bones of the dead and survived, the meat is delicious, the meat is sweet, and after being dried and ground into powder, it is a very good spice, added to the pastry and added to the meal, which can make the food more fragrant and more able to arouse their appetiteγ β
Vomiting, thinking about what he said, a pastry that was not controlled and had just been eaten, after his words, it all came out at once, and it was a big mess.
"What, what's wrong, girl?" he asked me, looking a little alarmed.
I was just about to raise my hand and say that it was all right, but before my head was raised, my hand had not yet waved, and the talented ghost who had been lying in the flower garden for a long time got up and rushed to this side, the speed was fast, the strength was great, and it felt like there were several Pegasi who couldn't pull him at the same time.
Xiucai ghost rushed to us, first looked at the ground with a look of regret, and then looked at me with an indignant face, and quickly snatched the food plate held by the god of the book, picked up a piece of pastry on the plate and stuffed it into his mouth, while stuffing it while looking at the god with a complaining look, and said with a complaint: " Miss Bai, you are too uninteresting, it is already a very hateful act to hide in the kitchen alone and secretly eat and eat, at this moment, you even secretly eat and then spit out these delicious foods in front of your friends who have been hungry for many years, it is really hateful, and you lose your conscience. β
In between eating, I didn't forget to take the time to shake off the white eyes of Ben Shangshen, lowered my head and swallowed the pastry made of bone stinky water and underworld insects, while sticking out my tongue and licking a few pieces of cake powder on my fingers......
Seeing that he was eating so deliciously, he thought of what kind of filthy thing the pastry was made of on this plate, and at this moment, what kind of filth was chewing in his mouth, and he didn't control it, and in front of him, he vomited all over the ground, and he was about to spit out the sour water in his stomach.
"What are you doing here, do you also want Xiao Sheng to spit out this delicacy like you?" Xiucai raised his eyes and glared at me angrily, displeased.
Ben Shangshen looked at the pastry in his mouth that had not yet been completely swallowed, and swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and he didn't know if the ghost in front of him really didn't know what kind of filth this pastry was made of, or pretended not to know, or that he had been in this underworld for many years, and he had already been accustomed to the delicious pastries made of human flesh and bones in this smelly spring water, pointed to another brown curly-haired ghost beside him, and said bluntly to him: "I was in the kitchen just now, and I heard this brother next to me say that the pastries in this ghost clan palace are all unique to this underworld...... I prepare it with unique ingredients. As he spoke, he pointed to the pastry that was about to be swallowed in his mouth, and said, "The pastry in your mouth is actually made from the bones of some mortals who have just died and ground them into powder. β
As soon as he finished saying this, he saw that his eating action paused, with an unbelievable look, the heart of the god suddenly became clear, it turned out that this ghost did not know anything about the food in the palace of the ghost clan, it seems that this filthy food is eaten the same as the god of the world, and it is also innocent, so he said to him: "And there is also a unique spice that only exists in the underworld, flowers in the cave of the dead, and insects that specialize in eating dead human flesh." Speaking of this, he squatted down slightly, and Ben Xun deliberately said a few words that made him feel disgusting, but he didn't expect this ghost to be so unbearable, and just like Ben Shen just heard this, he began to bow down and vomit.
Seeing him like this, the little ghost with comprehensive hair who met him for the first time became a little nervous, reached out and patted him lightly after he stretched out, and while patting, he also reached out and took out a piece of silk cloth from his arms and handed it to him, and asked softly: "How does Childe feel, do you feel better?"
Xiucai Ghost vomited uncomfortably, unable to reply to him, looked back and took the silk cloth in his hand, reluctantly shook his head at him, and looked back and vomited again.
After handing over the silk cloth, the brown-haired imp was very puzzled by the Xiucai ghost who also ate and vomited, turned his head and looked at the god with a puzzled face, the corners of his lips squirmed, hesitated for a while, and finally asked: "The pastries in this hall are the delicacy that only the nobles of the ghost clan can eat, why are you two fortunate to eat it now, instead of cherishing the fine taste, but also spit out this rare delicacy, it is really ...... This ghost is puzzled and regretful. β
On the other side, Tu's face turned blue and couldn't be explained, and Ben Shangshen explained to him with a smile: "I don't know if the ghost brother has ever heard of a word, called water and soil disadaptation." Because I have been in one place for too long, and I have adapted to the environment there, and my stomach has also adapted to the food there, once I move the place, I have to immediately accept another kind of things that I rarely come into contact with, and my body will naturally resist, which will cause my face to be blue, dizzy, and even vomiting. β
"Is that really the reason?" the brown curls were probably frightened by the Xiucai ghost, and they didn't believe this statement.
I replied to him with a smile: "If the ghost brother doesn't believe it, you can borrow a few books from the mortal world and look through them to see if this 'water and soil adaptation' is consistent with his symptoms at the moment." β
His eyes were slightly stunned, and then he slowly shook his head, his eyes drooped slightly, and said softly: "Then, forget it, this should be my lonely problem." β
After this explanation, the other party was slowly convinced.