Chapter 116: The Origin of "Nonsense".
"Then I'll step back, and I'll leave you a barbecue. Well, I'm still quite generous, right?" said Hu Mess, shaking his head, thinking that he was generous.
Putting away his surprised expression, Lin Mochen remembered that the old man had snatched a snake skin just now, and he didn't know how happy he was to eat it, where was the pain of losing his pet. This guy is a foodie!
"Barbecue, you one, snake meat divided equally. ”
Now that you know the purpose of this guy, you don't have so many scruples. Besides, who is the backstage of my Lin someone-Ming Pavilion Master, one of the eleven forces in the dignified zombie country.
Nangong Zhu's face also returned to normal, with a hint of disdain, but his eyes were on the green flute in his hand.
"Boy, you killed 'Huahua'!" Hu Yan's expression was a little angry after seeing Lin Mochen's refusal.
Lin Mochen set his eyes on his barbecue and continued to master the heat.
Seeing that the two of them ignored it, Hu Mess was a little anxious, "The barbecue meat is one person and one person, and the snake meat belongs to me." You know, we also took the 'snake venom weed' that I had worked so hard to cultivate. ”
"You cultivated the 'snake venom weed'?" said a question that seemed to be self-talking.
Nangong Zhu also said: "Brother Lin, you said that sometimes it's quite interesting to have a 'one-sided relationship'. The two of us became friends, and you invited me to barbecue meat, and this big snake was even more interesting, with an extra master. ”
The image of the foolish and the superior collapsed, and was replaced by the impression of cheating and drinking.
"Ahh It's hard to raise 'Huahua', and I have to pick 'snake mushroom grass' for him every day. ”
As he spoke, he also grabbed a handful of 'snake mushroom grass' as evidence.
"You can pick a handful of these colorful mushrooms. Lin Mochen said casually, the disdain in his tone was still the same.
This time, Nangong Zhu didn't answer, but stared at the 'snake mushroom grass'.
"Go and pick it for me. As long as you pick more than a hundred plants, I will buy them for the price of one high-grade bloodstone. Hu Ranchu was unusually angry, and said to himself: "I want to be rampage, but some people don't believe me." ”
"'Snake mushroom grass' is so difficult to get?" asked with some hesitation.
Nangong Zhu nodded, "The 'Snake Mushroom Grass' can poison any brute beast below the third level, so don't touch it easily." ”
Lin Mochen understood, "snake mushroom grass" is not common, and this old man's cultivation is profound.
After seeing that the two of them didn't speak, Hu Mess became proud again: "That's good, Huahua's meat belongs to me, and we will have one for each of the three barbecues." ”
"Nonsense, you've already eaten a plate of snakeskin. Moreover, the meat is grilled by me. As he spoke, he sprinkled seasoning on the barbecue, and the smell slowly exploded with a sizzling sound.
Hu Yan couldn't help but swallow his saliva, and Nangong Zhu's face also showed a trace of interest.
"Three little brute beasts, one for each person, and the snake meat is divided equally. Otherwise, I'll turn them into black charcoal. As he spoke, he made a gesture of throwing himself into the fire.
"Don't. Hu Mess leaned over anxiously.
Seeing that Lin Mochen didn't take the next step, he said: "That's it, who made me hungry." ”
Seeing that Hu Mo was softened, Lin Mochen smiled slightly and threw the barbecue in his hand over, "Next." ”
The three little brute beasts left the fire and appeared in front of them with an alluring glow.
"Taste it. This sentence was said to Nangong Zhu, and as for Hu Yan, he had already pressed the blood basin to the barbecue in his hand.
"Indulging in appetite is useless in cultivation. But since it's your thank you, I'll try it. ”
Nangong Zhu carefully opened his mouth, bit into the barbecue, and behaved gently, showing excellent dining etiquette.
"Little one, if you want to eat it, I'll help you solve it. Hu Chuan raised his greasy mouth and said, his face full of smiles.
"Enough is enough for you. If you mess around again, you won't have your share of the snake meat in a while. ”
For this dead-skinned and white-faced person who grabs food and drink, Lin Mochen is half a good impression and is not satisfied. Although he was talking nonsense, his eyes kept looking at Nangong Zhu.
"Why are you staring at me?" Nangong Zhu, who was just about to eat, took down the barbecue, "Do you know that it's rude?"
I know. But what are you blushing for?
"Eat, see if it suits your taste, try this kind of enjoyment that doesn't help cultivation. ”
As he spoke, he picked up his share and took a big bite.
Although I have eaten many times, I am still satisfied with my masterpieces from the bottom of my heart.
Seeing Lin Mochen gobbling up his food, Nangong Zhu finally put the barbecue in his mouth. His eyes lit up when the smell of the barbecue exploded on his taste buds. Then his eyes sneaked a glance at the two of them, and then formed a barbecue trio. Although his demeanor was still gentle, he couldn't help but speed up.
Lin Mochen's afterglow suddenly glanced at it, the smile on his face became a little thicker, and then he reached out and flipped the snake meat on the edge of the fire. Unlike the blazing cooking of ordinary barbecue, he is very gentle with snake meat.
"Boy, roast well. "The nonsense who is fighting does not forget to give a word of advice.
This old guy is really interested in eating!
"Nonsense, why did your friend give you such a strange ...... Strange name. Compared with the two, Lin Mochen is not so obsessed with the delicacy of barbecue.
Hearing Lin Mochen's words, Nangong Zhu raised his head slightly, and glanced at him with two black eyes, indicating that he was also curious.
"Because they think I'm always messing with things." ”
"They think. Then why do you use this name, are you fooling us?" Lin Mochen joked.
Faced with Lin Mochen's question, Hu Ranwan had to stop and eat barbecue, "I agree! ”
Burst!
Another internal injury, I don't know if it can be?
Flutter~ This is Nangong Zhu's voice, obviously also frightened by this answer.
Taking a deep breath, "How did you, let your friend give you such a nickname." ”
Hu Ruan took a bite of meat, "What do you mean by 'nickname'?"
Syllable!
Lin Mochen, who was ready to be choked again, felt a muffled sound on his head.
"It's the consciousness of the name. ”
"Use the Phantom Phoenix Blood Tong to light the Dark Fire, use the 'Biluo Grass' to fry the meat, use the 'Dark Spring' to stew the soup, and ......" Hu Yu couldn't help it, lowered his head and took a bite of the meat.
"Do you also like to cook food?" you see, ......," he said, looking at Nangong Zhu with smug eyes.
Nangong Zhu, who had just eaten and was happy, was stunned at this time.
"Hey, come back to your senses. Isn't it just a little bit of a 'dark spring', do you need to be so surprised?"
"It's not a little, it's a pot. ”
A pot?
The smug eyes become sluggish, can they be switched instantly?
The current Lin Mochen is in this state, and he even forgot to chew the meat in his mouth.
The "Stygian Spring" cultivation treasure is a treasure that can lower the threshold for entering the fourth generation of generals.
"What kind of treasure is that 'Phantom Phoenix Blood Tree' and 'Biluo Grass'?"
Unfortunately, there is no mention of both in the known treasures. So Lin Mochen, who was sluggish, had to wake up and ask this question. However, he was ready, and since he could be ranked with the "Stygian Spring", it should also be a rare treasure.