Chapter 065: The Great Monk is Zheng

"Although it is a bit rude, I have to ask first, is the meat in these foods wild?" Mujica asked.

"Not all." As a servant, Atalanta can skip meals, but she enjoys eating with the children, so she usually comes over to eat with everyone. She was sitting next to Mujica and explained to her.

"When we rescued the high-end farm, we looted all the supplies. None of the food in it is 'wild'. However, because of the limited supplies, we can't rely on these things completely, so I will also hunt nearby.

Most of the meat and vegetables are my prey, so you can eat them with confidence.

Master has made a lot of meat dishes in the kitchen for you, enough to replenish your energy. ”

In order to take care of their faith, the kitchen deliberately works overtime.

The kitchen was staffed by several mom alternates in turn, and with a little extra work, they were still happy.

For them, it's time to "work for themselves".

Mujica quickly adapted to the atmosphere and even joined the conversation.

She looked at a roast chicken on the plate in front of her.

Although it is said to be a "roast chicken", it is better to say that it is some kind of bird-shaped ghost, and if you look at the number of legs, you can know that this is not an ordinary creature, but a ghost.

With the exception of humanoid ghosts, the other ghosts are on the recipe of the Evil Blood Spirits, after all, they don't have to worry about becoming strange if they eat anything else.

Civilian ghosts will also eat other forms of food when they are too hungry, and it is better to degenerate than to starve to death.

At this point, evil blood is the savior of the ghost society.

Since it is a ghost-type creature, it is definitely not domestic, and Mujica doesn't believe that the other party will raise this thing.

She very politely and elegantly took the plate, observed the "roast chicken", fed the nod, and after expressing to Atalanta, "I want to eat", opened the "cherry mouth" until it was a little larger than the roast chicken, and just like that, she took the plate and brought the whole roast chicken to her mouth.

Sharp teeth pierced the roast chicken, and with a bite and a slight suck, the whole roast chicken went into her mouth.

After two chews, there was a squeaky sound from her mouth, and a moment later, the whole roast chicken was swallowed.

Rubbing her lips with a napkin, Mujica said she was pleased with the taste.

However, her elegant eating appearance scared the children at the same table.

And Song Jie on the side didn't care about it, and ate much more boldly than Mujica.

Injured after the battle, he was now in dire need of energy.

The first dinner went on in this precarious situation.

At night, in the room assigned to them, for the first time in a thousand years, the great monk was opening his eyes.

"Here? How? The hoarse voice came from the voice that the monk had not used for thousands of years.

"Great monk, it's me!"

"You...... Could it be Song Jie? You've grown up. What's going on, how did I wake up? Looking at the tall Song Jie in front of him, and the petite, unknown girl ghost, the two of them showed a dry skin, and the monk was realizing something.

"Do you use blood?"

"Yes, the two of us are 'evil blood' now, special blood. That's right, this is Mujica, she's ...... You guys...... Seven hundred years ago......"

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The next morning, the three demons met Roy and Atalanta.

"Oh, the old man is doing well, and he has resurrected one? And what about the rest? ”

The monk replied:

"Only the old man woke up first, Mujica and Song Jie and the two of them lost too much blood, even if they have a strong recovery ability, they are not suitable for repeated blood loss in a short period of time. After a while, let them recover, and in two or three days they will resurrect the four sages.

And the old decay is also 'evil blood' now, and I can help too. ”

"Master Monk Zheng, you have just woken up and your health is not well, please let us come!"

"Mujica, how can the old decay only make you pay. It doesn't matter, after absorbing your blood, the old man feels better than he did back then. ”

"The great monk is right, the evil blood is not omnipotent, please ...... it"

"Okay, let's be careful." Roy interjected. "The evil blood is indeed strong, but it cannot defy aging. At your age, it's better to be careful, just a few more days, we can afford to wait. ”

In the original book, Song Jie's elder brother, Grand Duke Leuves, is because of his age, his regeneration ability is not good, even if he is the owner of both evil blood and king blood, he is still poor because of aging, and he was killed by a series of schemes set by Emma.

The great monk is very important, they are very old, and the cells are dormant and fake their death for thousands of years, their bodies are really not good, if it is not for the evil blood, it is almost impossible to wake up with the blood of other ghosts. Don't toss this old bone into it without a coup d'Γ©tat yet.

"Look at this, outside in the forest, you can occasionally catch 'wild ghosts'. I know that your evil blood can restore human beings to human form and turn into 'evil blood', go outside and catch humanoid wild ghosts, pour some evil blood, and then come back to bleed. Roy suggested.

"This? It seems that it can also be ......."