Ximen Chuuxue acted in time, and finally saved us from the horror of being drenched in soup. I took a peek at Wu Sangui. The dumbfounded expression of this guy finally made me understand this grandson’s uneasiness and kindness—he must be holding back his energy to watch my jokes. , Or if Simon was not there, we would be really ashamed to go to grandma's house this time.
Fatty Kong rushed to Wu Sangui triumphantly: "How to say? I tried it, and I asked and asked, can I see your master?"
Wu Sangui felt a little slow for a while, and said in a daze, "Ah, see you..."
We hooked up and got on the back of the turtle together with Wu Sangui. The giant tortoise slapped a fart, used this force to leave the shore, and started to drive towards the Sanway Lake. We did not speed anymore, not too long. I saw a small island in the lake, and there was a wooden house built amidst the spring flowers and greenery. There was an old man with muscles all over his body like a Terminator squatting at the door, and just looking at the back, there was an extremely murderous aura!
We quite nervously followed Wu Sangui to the front of the courtyard, and were a little uneasy about the upcoming meeting with the biggest behind-the-scenes boss of the amphibious tribe in Santu Lake.
Wu Sangui took the lead and bowed and said, "Master, they are here."
The immortal turtle did not hear her ears and did not move at all. He did not hear it. He just heard the sound of tusk by accident. Wu Sangui screamed again, but the muscle lump still did not move. Wu Sangui turned around, indifferent. Solemnly explained: "Uh, my master is practicing, I think it's better to wait."
We waited for a quarter of an hour and looked from behind. The old tortoise had no other movements except occasional shoulder shaking and tusk. There was no sign of turning around and paying attention to us. Lolita leaned close to me and said suspiciously: "He Has it hibernated?"
I was surprised: "How is it possible?"
"This matter is hard to conclude," Lori Xi shrugged and tapped the pacifier twice: "The time elapses between Yin and Yang. It is normal to not eat or drink for a few days... Shouldn't we have to suffer for this?"
I thought about it and it was right. I just walked out and greeted the turtle immortal: "Turtle immortal, turtle immortal!"
Wu Sangui rushed up very nervously and wanted to hold me: "Don't! Master is the most annoying to disturb me when I was practicing..." I waved without looking back, and the little drill wind immediately rushed up and knocked him over. Then, he and Fatty Kong turned his hands all over the sky. Wu Sangui couldn't turn over with his hands and feet. Xiao Zuanfeng clapped his hands and asked me for credit: "Okay, cousin, you are free."
I cautiously walked to the side of the Turtle Immortal and handed my head forward. Only then did I find that the old man was squatting at the door of the toilet, holding the magazine in both hands, and was watching with gusto. This magazine is the latest issue of Playboy, and it is in English!
I called him twice. The old man was unmoved at all. All his energy was concentrated on the plump hips. He knew it more deeply than anyone I had ever met. If one day he could publish a book with a similar name. Books will surely be popular all over the world-I understand the situation of indulging in reading books very well, because I was at the same table when I was reading. When I was in class and reading novels, the teacher walked down and stood around and shouted, not to mention that the pictures and texts are very attractive. Strong science books too.
I waved to everyone, and everyone surrounded them. After seeing the behavior of the turtle immortal, they were all shocked. I didn't know what to do next. I simply said: "Toss, toss as much as possible, get the turtle immortal. wide awake!"
A group of people sang and danced around the Turtle Immortal, and we even slapped it later, but the Turtle Immortal was still motionless like a stone sculpture. The whole body horizontal exercise Kungfu has resisted all foreign invasions. It feels that even Ximen Chuuxue's shots may not be effective... I I did try it too, it's really useless!
Uh, the trial here does not mean that Ximen Chuuxue didn't wake him up, but that he tried to summon him back. Brother Ximen ignored me at all, and continued to stand beside the Golden Rooster meditating independently and recovering swordsmanship without opening his eyes...
The hero who finally solved this crisis was still me. At the last moment, I finally took the phone out of my arms and called up a file and started playing it in front of him. The hybrid audio system of the Apple and Persimmon mobile phone immediately rang out the woman’s scream: Oh Oh—Ya Chuan—your dad, your dad—oh oh oh oh oh—hey—
Immortal Turtle’s eyes lit up suddenly, saying that all radiance is light. I think the most suitable description should be the dazzling sun and the moon, and the nostrils began to whistle and whistle.
Because it was played halfway through, so soon a man groaned in pain and happiness, and then a female voice began to click, sneer and sneer something...
As soon as the mixed sound came out, I immediately put the phone back in, and Guixianren’s eyes twisted like two hinges, and he complained dissatisfied: "Why, don't you kill me if you take it away at this time?" "
Gui Xianren and Wu Sangui look completely different. They are totally bald heads, with round glasses, big flowered shirts with colorful four-corner pants printed with coconut trees and beaches, their faces are flushed, and the faces are white. The beard was set off with a smear of nosebleeds, and I was happy when I saw it-this old man is worse than me, and Iijima Ai dripped just by looking at it.
Immortal Turtle turned his head and saw that the people around him didn't recognize him, and then he said unexpectedly: "Oh, who are you?"
Wu Sangui from behind pulled out the gap and called out, "Master, he said that you are betraying your brother Ghost Chef..."
Immortal Turtle glared at him, obviously not very satisfied with Wu Sangui's all-legged posture now, and then he turned his head and asked me solemnly: "You are the reincarnation of Ghost Chef?"
"Yes!" I nodded decisively. By now, I have no retreat. According to the fashionable saying, "I have to finish my appointment with tears." I hope that a miracle is better than death. In the end, "Your apprentice has tried this, if you don't believe it, you can..."
"Try it!" Immortal Turtle pulled me into the room with a smile: "I believe it!"
US:"… "
Like the outside, the cabin is full of modern atmosphere. The simple but organized environment gave me a new understanding of the turtle immortals. It is more difficult to keep up with the trend of the times in the Yin Cao Jifu than in the prison. Not surprising in appearance is itself a kind of magnificent, the life of the old tortoise is very different from what I guessed.
The turtle immortal greeted us to take the seat, and I immediately raised my confusion: "I heard that you had a lot of guys who pretended to be me before, but why do you believe me?"
Immortal Turtle blinked, and said in a tone that only men can care about: "I don't want to borrow money from you and I don't plan to lend you money. What does it matter if it's true or false? Besides, what you just showed me. Quite interesting, hehehe..."
It suddenly dawned on me: this old thing didn’t think I was real at all. The reason for his politeness was just the back-to-nature original ecology in my mobile phone. After all, dynamic vision is more attractive than static graphics and text. In summary with the otaku hanging silk-that is a stronger sense of substitution!
Since then, the fake ghost chef with ghosts in mind and the satyr turtle immortal who are also ill-intentioned in this situation recognize each other and make a story after the reincarnation of the thirty-sixth. Its significance is no less than that of Bai Suzhen’s visit to Xu Xian’s creation. Duan legend!
After the two parties were seated, I directly expressed my intentions without circumstance: "We want to buy some bastards."
The immortal turtle said blankly: "Okay!"
I continued to think of myself: "Don't be too busy to refuse, listen to me: we will definitely pay for this thing, and..." Next to Lori Xi began to drag me: "Hey! He said yes."
I reacted fiercely, and after thinking about it for a long time, I couldn't get out of my throat-he promised to be calm and calm, leaving us at a loss. I was a little stunned: "Uh, did you agree?"
"Yes!" Immortal Turtle yawned indifferently: "You don't want to pay, why don't I agree?"
"Then why can't I order on the purchase app?"
"I don't lack morality. If someone sells it, just sell it. If no one wants it, why bother to be a businessman?" Immortal Gui continued to be indifferent: "But I'm very strange. What do you want the bastard to do? "
I confessed: "To make bastard cakes, bastard eggs should be the main ingredient."
"Wonderful cakes?" This time it was the Turtle Immortal's turn to be astonished: "Will you do it?"
"Should be okay?" I coughed and continued to pretend to continue my journey of pretending to be a ghost kitchen: "I am the reincarnation of the ghost kitchen after all..." "Don't mention the ghost kitchen to me, even if you really are his reincarnation, twelve reincarnations I have cleared your memory long ago," Immortal Turtle interrupted me: "And, are you still talking about it?"
I anxiously said: "Then you mean you don't sell me?"
"How can it be!" Immortal Turtle leaned forward to me in a fascinating voice, and whispered: "Not only can I sell your things, but I can also tell you the general way I remember. Although I haven't tried it, I can't make any mistakes. , Back then, I watched the ghost chef bring out the bacon cakes by myself!"
A pie in the sky is either a trap or a trap. Just like when Wang Lihong almost signed a contract with Hongji as an endorsement, it was finally Pan Ran woke up, and I suddenly became vigilant: "What do you want?"
"Hey, you know," Immortal Turtle said with blurred eyes: "Give me what I saw just now!"
US:"… "
The biggest secret of this dish is not a secret to Guixianren, because after all, he stayed by the ghost chef back then and watched him work out the recipe step by step. If he doesn’t reveal it, I think even if he summons more legendary gods The cook can’t guess—because of the son of the tortoise bastard, so the 31 novel app download address is not the bastard, but the tortoise eggs similar to it. Only the bastard cakes made by this way will be available. More delicate taste and aftertaste between the lips and teeth, and after knowing the secret, I only need to try the formula several times to get the perfect glutinous rice cake!
The other good news is that even if our bacon cakes are not successful and taste bad, the effect is still the same. Even if Ren Xiaoyan eats half-baked bacon cakes, he can instantly swell up to 100 kilograms of weight and keep it for several hours. Thanks to the earth and fertilizer round appearance!
We were kneading noodles in the kitchen under the guidance of the immortal turtle. After a process of thinning the noodles and adding water, we finally made it into a racket flat with the past paste that was barely seen out of the basin, and added the limbs. The head was put in the basket and steamed, and a few objects that seemed to be linked quickly came out. When the lid was opened, there was a peculiar smell. Even the turtle immortal who was indulged in the melee battle of Iijima Ai Hem Haw could not help but raised his head and admired: " I haven't smelled it in years!"
I joyfully said: "Is it a bit of the style of the past?"
Immortal Turtle thought for a while, then resolutely nodded: "Almost, I remember that the steamed ones taste like this, very familiar!"
"Then I will try again..."
Guixianren was completely attracted by thousands of house gods and goddesses, and didn’t care about what we did. So we were happy to continue the experiment. It was another ten or so times, and even when I started to miss Wu Jin and Wu Dalang, Kong The fat man came out and reminded: "Although the time of the underworld is not important, I think I should tell you: We are down for almost a day!"
I screamed and bounced three feet, hurriedly putting the bacon cakes in my bag: "Go, come back!" (End of this chapter)