After going for about half an hour, the water finally returned. He put all the fruits on the plate on the stone table, "You can do it, I'll see if I can make flowers." ”

Lan Ting really used a forgetful knife to cut the fruit and put it on a plate. Yan Shucuo knew that his cooking skills were exquisite, and asked as he watched, "Do you want to put condiments, such as salt?"

Lan Ting didn't look up, and said casually: "That's the roast rabbit that only put salt, okay." As he spoke, he took out a small bottle from his bosom, opened it, and lowered the mouth of the bottle. There is a milky white viscous liquid flowing out of the vial.

"This ......" really thought of something.

"This is a special sauce for fruit feasts, which my father invented. Pouring some sauce for the fruit feast, Lan Ting held the vial up and used his tongue to lick the milky white liquid around the mouth of the bottle.

"Aren't you going to lick it every time you finish pouring it?" said he frowned.

Lan Ting covered the vial and put it back in his arms, "Not every time I lick it." ”

The heart that was hanging by the words fell, and I heard Lan Ting say again: "But sometimes when I am hungry, I take it out and lick it." ”

"Uh...... So how else can I eat?"

After watching Lan Ting mix the fruit and sauce evenly, he wanted to eat it but hesitated.

"What is this, my son-in-law has eaten the vegetables I fried with a grave digging shovel!"

"Your son-in-law has a great life. He leaned over and sniffed the fruit on the plate, which had a faint fragrance.

"Cut, I thought you were so good! What happened to the vegetables fried with a grave digging shovel? When I was a child, there was a famine in the village, and many people starved to death. The living eat the flesh of the dead in order not to starve to death. ”

"You've also eaten dead human flesh?" Although Yan Shucao killed people, he never ate human heads.

"I want to eat it, but I'm too small to have the strength to grab those adults. Lan Ting talked about these things eloquently, in fact, even if he gave it to him, he wouldn't eat it. But you can't let you feel like you're cowardly.

The swollen face and fat man are talking about him.

"Has your father eaten it?" asked Yan Shujiao.

"My father didn't eat it, he always found a place to bury the bones of the dead who had been eaten meat. You don't know, just burying these people didn't exhaust me to death. It's the pit that was dug with this shovel. Lan Ting took out the shovel that dug the grave for Xu San's old ghost again, and shook it in front of Yan Yan's eyes.

"The fate of your shovel is really miserable. But I think your son-in-law is even worse. He smiled and didn't care about thirty-seven twenty-one, grabbed a piece of fruit and ate it.

The sweet aroma, silky taste, and a little greasy feel make it feel like snuggling up to your lover. It's amazing to be able to make fruit taste like this!

Of course, he knew that fruit was the most common fruit, and he could get it anywhere, and the most important thing was the sauce in the small bottle.

"Shall we discuss something?" said the wrong word

"Anything but my fruit jam can be discussed. "Lan Ting has a fruit in his left hand and a fruit in his right hand.

"Uh...... Does that mean there is no discussion?" Lan Ting looked at his careful thoughts, and said embarrassedly.

"It's not that it's not non-negotiable, let's see what price you can offer. ”

"I don't have the price, after all, I don't need money to go out, even if I caught the boatman last time I took the boat, and asked him for money, or if he wanted to die. In the end, he had to die, and I had to take the boat for free. "I said that the young man was scheming with me, you are still too young!

"You threaten me, I didn't want money in the first place. After eating the fruit, Lan Ting still had a milky white viscous liquid left on his hands.

"And what do you want?" said the word in confusion.

"I can see that you have great powers, teach me some martial arts, right?" Lan Ting smiled

Yan Chuan suddenly felt that he was tricked, "Boy, what fruit banquet are you going to make early in the morning, it turns out that you want to use it to seduce me and let me teach you martial arts." ”

"yes, are you just seeing it now? Oh, that's stupid. ”

"Anyway, I'll eat it, what if I don't teach you?" said with a sneer.

"If you don't teach, you won't teach, at most I won't make you a fruit banquet tomorrow, and there will be no roast rabbits. Lan Ting knew that if he ate something he made for the first time, he would definitely want to eat it a second time, and that was a lot of weight.

"Good boy, good enough. It's actually okay to teach you, but I was born with peerless magical skills, and no one taught me, so I won't teach others. He pulled the plate in front of him and ate it.

"Then give me a few instructs. Lanting was eaten by him, and the more he ate, the more he wanted to eat.

"Okay, then you can play a few tricks on me. ”

Next, Lan Ting began to practice hard, changing his footwork and using the eight changes of the dragon god.

The more I watched, the more surprised I became, "Stop, stop!"

Suddenly stopped, Lan Ting almost tripped over herself.

"What's wrong? Isn't it too fast for you to see clearly?"

"Not too fast, let me ask you, where did you learn this method?" he stopped eating, and now he found something very important.

"My son-in-law taught me, saying that it was a martial art created by my father, called Dragon God Eight Changes. Lan Ting was a little puzzled, and didn't understand why Yan Death was asking like this. But he was still quite proud, thinking that he had scared him with the Dragon God Eight Transformations.

"What's your father's name?" asked again.

"My father's name is Yan Han. ”

"What's the last name?"

"The surname is Yan!" Lan Ting scratched his head, thinking to himself that what he said was not clear enough?

"Isn't it the surname Dongfang?" said with a solemn gaze

"It's still surnamed the West!" Lan Ting was a little unhappy about the question of the wrong words, in his heart, Daddy was extremely sacred, inviolable and insulting.

"It's weird. Yan Shucao stood up, glanced at the water, and the two walked out of the cave together.

Behind him, Lan Ting shouted, "Hey, where are you going, the fruit hasn't been eaten yet!"

"Keep it for yourself. Yan Shujiao turned his back to him, waved his hand, and walked down the mountain with the water.

Lan Ting looked at the fruit on the plate and said to himself: "What a weirdo, I just said it was delicious, why don't you eat it for a while?

The two of them walked down the hill and came to the beach, facing the sea.

He said wrongly: "Did you see anything just now?"

Jieshui said: "I can see it, that kid's body seems to be the martial arts of the East China Sea Dragon City." ”

Yan Shujiao nodded, "It's not all, but at least it's seven." ”

Jieshui said again: "But he has the nirvana fire in his body, how can he have anything to do with the East China Sea Dragon City?"

This time, he shook his head, "Born with demons, Nirvana Tinder, East China Sea Dragon City, there are really many secrets in this child." ”

Jieshui thought for a while, "If he didn't tell a lie, there must be someone in Qi Chu and Yan Han who has something to do with East China Sea Dragon City." Judging by the child's age, his father Yan Han should be less than forty years old. ”

Yan Yan said wrongly: "Don't guess, just ask Qi Chu if you can't do it?"