Rice should be a special kind of rice, but now several of them have lost their minds to explore.

Zhang Feixuan was a little stunned, staring directly at Wang Qizheng, who was full of anger and raised an axe to split the sky.

"Third child, you"

"Rice from the restaurant!"

Wang Qizheng stretched out his hand, and the round rice beads on his palm slipped down one by one, like small pearls, falling from his hand and smashing into the roof carved beams under his feet.

No matter how hard he tried just now, the pearl-shaped rice was not damaged at all.

Naturally, it's not that he doesn't have enough strength, it's entirely because this rice is special.

"This is the rice of the restaurant, Lao Tzu knows, the rice of the restaurant!"

Wang Qizheng gritted his teeth and said word by word: "I thought that only the meat was the problem, but it turned out that it was not at all, and this kind of rice is also problematic!" ”

Can Dayan have anything to do with Da Zhao's restaurant?

Zhang Feixuan was stunned for a moment, but thinking about it, it is not impossible, there is a Ji country in the middle, and it is normal to have contact.

"What's different about this rice?" He couldn't help but ask.

"It's a big difference, it's the essence!"

Wang Qizheng said: "You know the flower of the rice land, ordinary rice, after the labor of mortals, can be retracted once and twice in a year. ”

This normal person knows, who doesn't eat rice?

"In the past, Lao Tzu was not qualified to do this, from a butcher to a cook, Lao Tzu did the most is to cook meat, but this kind of polished rice and fine noodles are better than meat."

"This rice has appeared in the restaurant, it looks like a small pearl, round and crystalline, Lao Tzu has seen it, I have seen it!"

Wang Qizheng stared at this rice in a daze, and only then did he look at it carefully.

He had only seen it from afar before, and at that time he was not skilled in the craft, and he only worked in the corner of the back kitchen, where could he see the chef steaming such rice, but he often heard the effect of this rice.

It is said that if you eat it, you can be fluttering and ascending to bliss.

At that time, it was an exaggeration, and Wang Qizheng thought that he could become an immortal after eating.

Looking at it now, the existence of this rice is obviously made by absorbing the essence of the three religions.

But the strange point is here, this meter

"Lao Tzu can't see the effect."

What he saw, this rice is not like red vegetables and fruits to replenish the organs, not like jade meat to fix the body, and not like green wine to nourish the soul, it does not experience any effect.

If you want to say that there is.

Wang Qizheng shrugged his nose, this rice smelled, there was still a fragrance like a lotus, no different from what he had seen before.

It is indeed the rice used in the restaurant.

But now I can feel nothing, except for this fragrance.

No.

And with that, it seems to be delicious.

Zhang Feixuan also picked up two from the ground and pondered carefully.

His perception is similar to Wang Qizheng.

I didn't have the ability to see it before, but now that I'm a land immortal, I don't have the ability to see it?

But it is clear that the things of the three religions have their own effects, but how did they get to this thing, but they have no effect.

He couldn't see the effect of nourishing the soul or anything like that, it was a rice that looked delicious

Rice that makes you want to taste it.

"Hee-hee"!

As soon as he had this thought, the laughter of a bell suddenly sounded in his ears, which made his brain stir, and he immediately came to his senses.

He put the rice grains back into the cloth bag inlaid with gold wire and jade, and did not even dare to shrink and swallow it, so he picked up a bag and put it on his waist.

"I don't understand, just wait for the senior brother to decide." Zhang Feixuan said.

Wang Qizheng nodded, also took a few cloth bags, put them on his waist, he looked down, stepped on the ground with one foot, and stepped on the roof through a hole, through the hole, you can see that on the Jinluan Palace, the clothes of the Manchu Dynasty civil and military are draped on the body of the oval monster, chasing the remaining mortals to kill.

Especially the position of the throne on the golden palace, it is incarnated as the largest monster, tearing a mortal in half, the material of this hall seems to be good, in addition to killing, these monsters are also spewing out phantom fire, quickly sweeping the entire hall, but because of the material, it can't burn the periphery.

"How?" Wang Qizheng asked.

"It's damned when you look at it, forget it, leave it alone." Zhang Feixuan shook his head and said.

Helping the world to save people, the premise is to save 'people', and there is no need to save monsters.

He doesn't commit murder, purely because he is afraid that his senior brother will blame him, but if he doesn't save his eyes, he can do it.

Anyway, it has nothing to do with them.

Their way is not to save the world, but to help the senior brother by the way.

They are not evil now, and the senior brother will not blame them.

Otherwise, wouldn't the elder brothers have changed?

The elder brother in their minds is not a pedantic person.

"Hee-hee, it's fun, it's super fun!"

The bell sat on the lotus platform, tilting his head, the floating smile was extremely weird, the corners of his mouth were about to grin to the root of his ears, and the strange smile, Rao is Zhang Feixuan and them, they couldn't help shaking.

The Yin Curse Star is on right now.

"Senior sister, we don't interfere, you play by yourself." Zhang Feixuan smiled dryly: "You can play as much as you want." ”

The bell blinked, thought of something, and stretched out his five fingers, "Then play a puppet show, kill quickly, hurry up to continue killing each other!" ”

The dark star in the sky inexplicably lit up.

"Roar!!"

The monster in the royal robe in the Jinluan Hall below let out an angry roar, and its oval body suddenly transformed, not knowing if it was because of the relationship between the ghost star and the relationship that this guy had killed enough.

The body, which was originally oval like an egg and an egg, suddenly became elongated, no, to be precise, a large number of pseudopods were produced from the inside out, constantly extending the spiral there, changing for no reason.

The most superficial position is also composed of tentacles and clawed limbs, as well as spewing out of ghostly flames.

I have to say it. It's more like a stitched up, enclosed together, maggots.

"Qingbao."

Zhang Feixuan's face was shocked, he recognized this thing.

Although it didn't match the aura revealed by Qingbao, he knew that this was Qingbao's breath!

this thing.

Qingbao gives blessings!

"Hee-hee."

The laughter of bells rang in the air, and I saw that this maggot-like multi-legged limb monster changed again, its body was lowered, and those pseudopods and tentacles shrank into a large number of scales. And the body was like a hound, prostrate on the ground, turned into limbs to support, and on the back, countless tentacles grew.

This is not Qingbao.

It's changed, it is

"Comfortable?" Zhang Feixuan muttered to himself, his eyes widened suddenly, and he subconsciously looked at the bell with a weird smile.

Why?

It's not like them.

The bell has been blessed with freedom?

But even so, why can you easily turn the blessing of Qingbao into a blessing of freedom?

This is not the power that the blessed person should have.

(End of chapter)