Doomsday Pavilion

Although Leng Han is now the rank of lieutenant general in the garrison, he has been in the army for many years, but he has always been an idle job.

Since her awakening, except for the necessary training, Leng Han is actually no different from most wilderness hunters, and has been fighting with alien beasts in the wilderness.

There are many times of danger and many times of being trapped in the wilderness.

This also caused her to be cold and extremely violent, and she became angry, even if Earl Leng was able to beat her, even Prince Leng had to accompany her with a smile to persuade her.

This cold tyrannosaurus that beats all over the outer city can be said to have been drinking snowflakes since childhood, growing up and reaching the horizon, making a mess of vigor.

Therefore, Leng Han has eaten the meat of cats and exotic animals, or, as long as she can replenish her physical strength, she has competed in the wilderness.

Most of their meat is extremely fishy, ​​tastes sour and unbearable, and through various processing methods, it is also lingering like tarsus maggots. This is especially evident in cats and exotic animals in the wilderness.

And the bowl of dragon and tiger fight Lin Chou brought up, the soup was clear and slightly thick, and it smelled more like a bowl of good long-simmered chicken soup or fish soup. The sweet smell of meat wafted in the air, mellow like wine.

Through the clear soup, you can see black fungus silk, long snake meat silk, slightly pink caramel silk, pale white hazel chicken silk, golden half crocodile dragon belly silk, silver white chicken fir The mycelium and the most inconspicuous tangerine peel filaments, which seem soft and feeble, are all in a glance.

These strands, rippling lightly with the soup, are like fish swimming in the water, contending with each other. In the entire soup bowl, it seems that a tiny underwater world has formed, and the swimming fish prances over the reef.

The crispy fried snake skin floating on the surface of the soup bowl is like rotten wood, drifting with the flow. I don't know if it is an illusion. Leng Han seems to feel that those "rotten wood" are just quietly dormant gluttonous giant crocodile, like The murderous aura of seemingly nothing patrolled back and forth between the "swimming fish" under the surface of the water, gaining momentum and giving a fatal blow.

Leng Han showed a helpless smile, is he too tired recently?Every dish is associated with murderousness.

Lin Chou seemed to see through Leng Han’s thoughts, “The reason why cat meat is sour and sour is that its meat is “hot” and “dry”. It can be completely removed by neutralizing it with appropriate materials. As for snake meat, it is even simpler. Now, time is its worst enemy."

Leng Han nodded.

Use a silver spoon to scoop a small spoonful of soup. The slightly thick soup bulges in the spoon in an amazingly full arc, closely connected, and it is actually an oval almost completely round.

With a light sip, a spoonful of soup rolls into your mouth, full of fragrance.

The soup is smooth, the texture of the various filaments is dense but distinct, the slender and soft is snake meat, the tender and smooth is the cat meat, the surface is undulating is the fried hazel chicken shreds, the elasticity must be soaked Haired half crocodile dragon belly silk...

Leng Han's big eyes narrowed slightly, and he felt like eating vegetables and eating, just like those puzzle games of touching things when she was a child...

Huang Dashan, Leng Han, and Zhao Ziyu have different expressions, but they all enjoy themselves without exception.

Lao Zhao, who had just swallowed dates, suddenly felt that he might have eaten a bowl of fake dragon and tiger fight just now. Otherwise, why his mother didn't have any taste in his mouth, and there was no half aroma?

Zhao Qingcang's expression was as cold as an iceberg, "Boy Lin, tell me, what is so special about this bullshit?"

Lin Chou's eyes rolled, "That..."

"Don't think about all those imaginary fools, I have lived for hundreds of... Well, for most of my life, I haven't seen any monsters or ghosts. Just your little way, don't show it to shame!"

Lin Chou poured a glass of colorful snake king wine for Zhao Qingcang and made a gesture of invitation, "Old Zhao, first listen to me tell a story."

"Ah..."

The old man squinted and grinned.

"There was a legend in the ancient times before the cataclysm."

"It is said that all creatures in the world can be cultivated to become immortals, and cats are naturally among them. Of course, cats at that time were not alien beasts. Every twenty years of cultivation, they will grow an extra tail. When they have nine tails. , Even if the merits are completed, even the gods in the sky must respect and give three points.

However, this ninth tail is extremely difficult to cultivate. When a cat cultivates to the eighth tail, it will be prompted to help its owner realize a wish. After the wish is completed, a new tail will grow, but The old tail will also fall off one, and it will still be eight tails.

This seems to be a strange loop, no matter what, it is impossible to cultivate to nine tails.

There is a very pious cat who has been cultivating for hundreds of years. I don’t know how many people have helped realize their wishes, but it still has eight tails.

Of course, they do not help people realize their wishes at will, and are limited to the descendants of the first owner.

It complained to the Buddha, how can we cultivate Dao in this way?

The Buddha just laughed without answering, he had to continue to practice."

"One day when he returned to the village where he was hiding in a storm, he met a young man who was besieged by wolves. With his good fortune, of course he drove away the wolves without any effort and saved the young man.

Later it discovered that this boy was the offspring of its first owner.

According to the rules, it needs to help the teenager realize a wish, then shed a tail and grow a new tail, continuing its endless cycle.

The young man was ecstatic when he learned about it. The legend of the nine-tailed cat has been circulating in the local area for many years, and how lucky he is to become the owner of the eight-tailed cat, and a wish that can be realized no matter how extravagant it is!"

People who say serious are the most attractive, and when a person tells you an ancient story in an extremely sincere tone, the charm will increase exponentially.

The three people who were drinking the soup raised their heads while sipping the soup, listening to Lin Chou's story.

Old Zhao sneered, "Is this cat pretending to be dead mice? Why do you want to help people realize their wishes? Why do they have to make nine tails? Eight tails can live for hundreds of years. It is simply immortality and a chic life. Wouldn’t it be happy for thousands of years?"

Young Master Zhao begged, "Grandpa Grandpa~ You just listen to Brother Sorrow and finish talking!"

Old Zhao Zengran.

Lin Chou smiled and continued,

"The eight-tailed cat asked the boy what his wish was, but he couldn't answer it for a while, so the eight-tailed cat changed into an ordinary cat and returned to his house with the boy for the time being.

In the next few days, the young man cautiously got along with Yao and found that besides the indifferent look through the world, there was a little sadness in his eyes.

After he learned the secret of the dead cycle, he actually felt pity for this supernatural cat.

Finally one day, the eight-tailed cat became impatient and asked the boy what he wanted.

The teenager thought for a while and asked,'Can any wish be realized?'

Yao glanced at him disdainfully.

The boy then said word by word,'Then, my wish is that you can have nine tails.'"

"The eight-tailed cat was stunned, with doubts in his eyes.

It leaned down and licked the boy's hand, it was a very warm feeling.

As a result, the eight-tailed cat was full of pure and dazzling white light, bathed in white light, it changed, and it grew its ninth most gorgeous tail.

Everyone will be amazed by its beauty. The long white hair like snow has dark eyes like black jade, and the nine huge tails that float are more graceful and luxurious."

"It has become a real nine-tailed cat, a detached existence, without wandering in the world, feeling lonely and desperate."

"what!"

Leng Han hid the soft whisper from his mouth, his eyes flowed, with a little warmth in the cold.

Huang Dashan frowned slightly and remained silent. Young Master Zhao flushed his eyes and his tears rolled.

Zhao Qingcang lowered his head and thought for a while, his brows twisted into huge lumps.

"So this fucking story... is it related to this dragon and tiger fight?"

I'm going to your fourth uncle and grandfather, *********, Lin Chou greeted all of Zhao Qingcang's immediate family members wildly in his heart.

If he could fight, Lin Chou would definitely press the old ashes face on the ground and stomped on five hundred feet, and then played with a whole set of living corpse rolling pins.

"Grandpa Grandpa...I..."

Old Zhao waved his hand, "Good Yuer, wait until I have taken care of this little bastard..."

Zhao Ziyu directly cried and cried miserably, "Grandpa Grandpa, I...I feel so painful...my whole body hurts...wow...help..."

Zhao Qingcang looked back, and Zhao Ziyu's seven orifices were bleeding bright red blood, and his small body was half floating in the air, convulsing violently.

Zhao Qingcang suddenly turned his head, looked at Lin Chou, and rubbed a few words between his teeth, "If Ziyu has three long and two short, I will peel your skin!"

Lin Chou could hear Binghan's killing intent from his voice, he was serious.

"Grandpa Zhao, Ziyu...this is the blood awakening!"

Zhao Ziyu's chest was rippling with a bloody red light, which instantly turned into a whirlpool, and quickly expanded, soaring into the sky, ignoring the barrier of the roof, and rushing straight to the sky.

In the sky, yellow clouds surge, violent thunder and lightning, roar and roar, also forming a huge blood-red vortex.

A thin line of blood was connected straight to Zhao Ziyu's chest by the huge vortex in the clouds.

Under the heavy sky, even Zhao Qingcang had to withdraw ten meters away.

At this time, outsiders can't help Zhao Ziyu at all, and can only stand by and watch.

Zhao Qingcang squeezed his fists, and clicked, "Yu'er, I must get through, I must..."

The clouds suddenly collected, as if all the energy was condensed in the thin blood line, and it fell straight down.

"boom!"

The violent shock wave directly lifted the four people out, making pots and pans a mess.

Zhao Qingcang laughed loudly, with great joy, "Okay, okay, it's done!"

"My Zhao family, there is something behind!"

Zhao Ziyu's small body couldn't hold an inch, his clothes had been broken, and he fell on his back to the ground, his face extremely pale.

Zhao Qingcang took off his shirt and placed it on Zhao Ziyu, with red light in the folds of his face.

"Hahahahaha..."

Shan Ye looked at Zhao Ziyu, then at Lin Chou, "That... Brother Lin..."

"Yep?"

"Don't tell me this is a coincidence. If you say that, I won't believe it."

Lin Chou thought for a while and said,

"The Buddha said that there are nine life spans for cats, which are connected, spirit, calm, righteous, enlightened, light, essence, qi, and god.

Know the yin and yang of the world, be smart and sensitive, be quiet as a virgin, get the original mind, feel the changes in the four directions, touch the light, color, sound and fragrance, eat the essence of the sun, the moon and the stars, and receive the aura of all things in the world.

The special effects of this dish are called nine lives and one heart."

Shan Ye murmured, "Nine lives and one heart... supernatural power... self-contained... this, this TM clearly means blood awakening!"

Immediately, his pupils shrank, and there was a bit of horror in his eyes. He unconsciously glanced at Zhao Qingcang and Zhao Ziyu in his arms, "Lin, brother Lin..."

This TM is not a medicinal diet at all, but a thundercloud explosive bomb that can crush everyone!

Zhao Qingcang seemed to feel nothing, licking his face and smiled.

"Well, Xiao Linzi... ahem, brother Lin, I was wrong, I was worried just now, I apologize, apologize, hehehe..."

Lin Chou smiled slightly and said softly.

"Please leave."

Zhao Qingcang leaned forward, "That Xiaolin, I..."

"Now, at once, at once, walk slowly without paying attention to the car!"

Zhao Qingcang left without saying a word.

Leng Han gave Lin Chou a deep look, smiled and turned around, and followed Zhao Qingcang.

After they left, Huang Dashan grabbed Lin Chou and said eagerly,

"Brother Lin, you don't want to die? Why are you so courageous and dare to talk to him like this? What if..."

Lin Chou swept Huang Dashan's eyes up and down, and smiled ill-intentionally, "If I'm guilty, I'm not as good as Shan Ye."

Huang Dashan is simply inexplicable, what is all this mess, you can still laugh at this time?

"What do you mean."

"Master Shan, don't you look familiar with this old guy?"

"..."

"Well, remember that that day, you took off the clothes of an old man covered in blood in the backyard of the small hall, and threw him to the back mountain... Then there was a loud roar and a hunter I was so scared to pee my pants."

Huang Dashan scratched his head, "It seems that there is such a thing, what does it have to do with him..."

Shan Ye was stunned, his eyes almost popped out of his eyes.

"Hiccup!"

Fell to the ground.

Lin Chou shook his head and smiled bitterly. Could it be that the brain circuit of Lord Shan is so slow that he can't keep up with his muscle reaction speed?

I engraved the words on the two wind chimes and hung them on the roof.

At this time Chi only walked in from outside the house, "Is this the so-called blood awakening of your tribe?"

"Correct."

Chi only frowned without saying a word, and suddenly said, "How many human beings of your tribe, like the old...male old man, are there?"

"I don't know, by the way, where did you go?"

Chi only bowed his head and walked into the back kitchen, "Looking at the direction the Lord Blood God flew away in the morning, he should have gone hunting back to Zu Mountain."

Lin Chou gave a cry and wrote on the small blackboard,

"Dragon Tiger Fight, Tier 4 dishes, limited to one serving on the 1st of each month, effect: greatly increase the chance of blood awakening.

Bathe with pure source crystal solution and magic plant essence in water for three days before consumption for the best effect."

Throwing the small blackboard aside, Lin Chou picked up a bowl of soup himself and slowly tasted it.