Chapter 369: Turning Grief and Anger into Appetite

A fragrant mountain of flesh fell from the sky, stunned everyone.

"Oh my God, so many ......," they exclaimed.

"It was prepared for us by the priest. Come, let's thank him together. Shen Yun took the lead and hugged his fist towards the empty roof, "Thank you, Lord Shaman!"

"Thank you, Lord Shaman!" everyone was very happy as they painted melons according to the gourd.

Just now, I was worried that the barbecue would not be enough, but as a result, the shaman-sama immediately sent a mountain of meat.

Good guy, to say the least, there are two thousand pounds!

It should be enough for His Highness to replenish his strength.

An Lexi said: "In the past, those experienced practitioners could also receive barbecue, but it has never been so fragrant. Well, the portions are much smaller. ”

What the previous experience was, Shen Yun knew it after reading the record he engraved on the back of the "water" word column. He was right, in every experience, the shaman brought in the barbecue. However, each time the barbecue is a small, black, dry piece. It's not enough for the experienced to plug between the teeth.

Maybe it's also because the portion is too small, and those practitioners don't give the barbecue to the puppets.

After collecting distracting thoughts, Shen Yun happily greeted everyone: "The barbecue should be eaten hot." Come, let's live up to the good intentions of the shaman, and enjoy the food first to fill our stomachs. ”

But the puppets were uncharacteristically and did not move.

"What's wrong?" Shen Yun raised his head in surprise. He had already taken out the green frost, squatted down in front of Xiao Roshan, set up a shelf, and wanted to share the meat for everyone.

Luo Shan stepped forward and replied, "Your Highness, you don't have to give us any more of these barbecued meats. Refining our spiritual power is not an easy task. Only by refining all the spiritual power of our physical strength can we find an exit. So, you eat it......"

I see. Shen Yun smiled.

After discovering that he could hear Luoshan's thoughts, he thought to himself how he could isolate Luoshan's inner thoughts—inspired by the art of mind reading. He realized that being able to peek into other people's minds would always do more harm than good to his own self-cultivation. Moreover, he doesn't need to know the puppets' hearts all the time.

Besides, there was only one Luo Shan's heart, and his ears were no longer clear. After refining more human puppets, wouldn't his ears be even quieter?

Unexpectedly, with this thought, Luo Shan's heart and words stopped abruptly as if they were suddenly cut off by an invisible hand.

Shen Yun was surprised, and then thought: What if I want to hear it?

Luo Shan's excited voice sounded in his ears again: "Ah, it's barbecue! The fragrant barbecue has fallen from the roof......!

Then again. At this moment, his mind changed, and he heard Luo Shan's inner words again: "What a fragrant barbecue! No, I can't eat it." It must all be left to His Highness. Your Highness needs to eat a lot of roast meat to refine the spiritual power in our bodies......"

In other words, Luoshan is not duplicitous. The puppets thought the same thing.

"You're underestimating the shamans. The shaman-sama must have prepared enough roast meat. Shen Yun smiled at the puppet.

"Really?"

"However, there have been experienced practitioners who have come in before, and every time the shaman-sama brings in a lot of barbecue. ”

"It's still baked!"

"The shaman-sama doesn't know how to barbecue meat at all......"

Peace and joy broke the news.

Luoshan and Douwu couldn't remember it, so they didn't get involved. They both wiped their faces, and both of them looked incredulous.

Shen Yun guessed what was going on—needless to say, these barbecues were all made by Nannan.

He didn't look in the mirror, so he naturally didn't know that the smile on his face had softened a lot unconsciously.

But all the puppets looked at him. Also, their eyes are so good that they make it very.

Well, Your Highness smiled, and the room seemed to be brighter than before.

"Ah, Your Highness laughed...... It's so pretty!" Ann said stupidly.

Shen Yun heard it clearly, and then realized that he was running away just now.

His face was suddenly hot. He quickly wiped his face and changed the subject: "Hehe, it seems that Lord Shaman is really not good at cooking. ”

As a result, he underestimated the puppets too much.

They also wiped their faces with a smile, and echoed with a wink: "Yes, Lord Shaman is really not good at cooking. ”

"Phew!" In the kitchen, the black-edged hollow man was just throwing the last piece of roast meat into his mouth, and suddenly, he burst into flames.

Qian Liu nervously threw down the barbecue in his hand and jumped up from the futon: "My lord, have you been stuck?"

She knew that if she ate this way, she would get stuck sooner or later!

Maybe there are more than 1,000 catties of barbecue in front of the bottom, and the adults are eating slower this time.

But only relatively.

It used to be a whirlwind, but now it's gobbling up.

The adult tore off a piece of barbecue meat and stuffed it directly into his mouth.

What Qian Liu saw on the side was that a piece of barbecue meat as thick as a baby's arm disappeared after a hula.

She couldn't help but worry.

Unexpectedly, the adults were really stuck!

Seeing the hollow shape of the adult's black edge, the poor girl was simply sad to death-woo woo, how can I help the adult? Adults must not go wrong......

"Ahem, cough, ahem......" The black-edged hollow man became even more angry, and he lost his breath for a while and coughed loudly.

"My lord, my lord......" Qian Liu was anxious in front of him.

Fortunately, after a few breaths, the black-edged hollow man eased up on his own, and his cough was not as intense as before.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem, I'm fine. He waved his hand to Qian Liu with difficulty, "I just accidentally choked." ”

Qian Liu put his mind at ease, half bent down curiously, and looked at him with wide eyes: "My lord, you are an immortal, and you will be choked by your own saliva?"

The black-edged hollow man snorted coldly and complained: "I'm worried that when I practice, the sacrificial meat will not be enough, and for hundreds of thousands of years, I can't even move a mouthful of sacrificial meat, so I'll leave it all to the stinky boy to keep." Hmph, he's good, it's okay if he doesn't appreciate it, and he took the lead in laughing at me for not being good at cooking. ”

Also, the barbecue he sent in before was grilled, dry, and the portion was too small?

It was as if he had deliberately abused those who had gone through it before.

He treats all practitioners equally.

That's all the barbecue he can get his hands on, okay!

Every time the barbecue is given to the practitioner, it is the most delicious part that he painstakingly peels.

He sacrificed the black-edged hollow of his hands, and he had to pick off two thousand catties of "charcoal cake" little by little in order to cut out such dozens of catties of edible barbecue meat, is it easy for him?

Stinky boy, the puppets don't frighten themselves. Even Nan Nan cared about me, all because she was worried that her senior brother would not be able to successfully complete the experience!

Is it true that only the gods know about my suffering?

The black-edged hollow man was not resentful, but he couldn't spit out all the bitter water to Qian Liu, so he had to tear off the barbecue strips one after another and stuff them into his mouth.

Hmph, everything is fake. It's true only if you fill your stomach.