Gourmet of Another World

On the Yellow Springs River, the waves surge.

It seems that the anger of the Great Sage of Yellow Springs caused the whole Yellow Springs River to tumble up and the river screamed and rolled.

The glittering boat broke through the wind, ripped the bloody river open and drove fast.

Pedestrians and little ghosts stand on the boards of the Ghost Boats, the wind hunts and blows their hair as it floats.

In the distance, the hazy mist came again, and the glittering boat turned into a raging black dot on the Yellow Springs River, colliding straight into the mist.

Boom!

The river slaps onto the board, causing the glitter to shake slightly.

The dog and Pluto quickly caught up and landed on the helicopter boat. As soon as Pluto threw his hair, he lifted his hand and covered his half face, leaning against the boat board, laughing more and more.

Yellow Springs taught him a lesson about the looks of those two silly stone men, making him a little happy.

In the beginning, he ate a lot of losses because of that stupid stone man. Sneaking round fruit was always discovered, and he was chased by the Yellow Springs Great Saint to run his ass. The look of the wolf became a laugh throughout hell.

Now those two stone men are taught the lesson that Pluto is naturally stealing pleasure.

The dog also landed on a helicopter boat. His dog's eyes lifted slightly and he glanced at the gait.

“Yellow Springs grass picked?” The dog asked.

The gait nodded, and although it was discovered, a leaf of yellow spring grass was picked, which was at least not a loss.

“One leaf of yellow spring grass?” The dog was full of magnetic sounds and continued to ask.

“Yeah...”

The pedestrian frowned and looked at the dog. Didn't the lazy dog say he could only pick one? Has it changed now?

“Are you stupid?! You've been spotted picking up a few more strains and going to hell for nothing!” The dog turned a white eye toward the gait.

He looked at him with no expression on his face, slightly speechless.

Pluto Luha also came together, with a spicy strip in his mouth, said: “I agree with this skinny dog. Anyway, you have already been found, you should move all the spiritual grass at the source... then any round of fruit tree can be uprooted and taken away, I tell you... the round fruit is real human delicious...”

The pedestrian looked at the person who instigated him to move everything away, a dog, and the corner of his mouth pounded.

These two guys and the Yellow Springs Dasheng, what kind of revenge is this? This is too harsh!

Especially Luha the Pluto, who said his face was still full of excitement.

Well, it's like he's doing it himself right now...

Xiaoyu also smoked in the corner of his mouth, hurting Huangquan Great Saint for a second.

The glitter sailed through the Yellow Springs River and the blood mist covered it.

Suddenly.

In the mist of blood ahead, a shadow emerges.

The shadow was shaky and unpleasant, but it was fast approaching the helmship, and as it approached, a chill was instantly covered.

The whistle of the unseen blows.

It swung back across the Yellow Springs.

When he stood still, he turned his head and looked at the past. He saw the bloody fog and slowly drove out of the leaf canoe.

It was a canoe made of pitch-black material with an old man wearing a bracelet and a coat.

Sitting at the front end of the canoe, Old Oncho grabbed a white bone flute in his hand, his mouth close to the bone flute, and there was a gentle song coming out of the bone flute, haunting the surrounding area.

The flute seemed to have a special temptation, making people's bodies and minds inexorably attracted and completely depressed.

The gait felt like it was caught in the flute.

With the sound of the bone flute, he flashed a number of images in front of him, all of which were memories deep in his mind.

There are memories on Earth, there are memories of the Breeze Empire, there are memories of the Dan Dynasty...

And so many memories became fragments, and the gaze of the gait suddenly became disoriented.

“Wang!”

Suddenly, a lazy dog barked.

The memories of the footsteps were broken and the whole person was frightened, as if they had been drawn out of the river.

It was covered in sweat.

The gait gasped heavily, revealing an incredible smear in his eyes.

He glanced at the dog and found the lazy dog lying on the ground. He glanced at the walking formula with a smile and then shrugged the dog's nose and hummed.

Pluto Ruha sat aside, trailing his legs, carrying a spicy strip in and out there.

Xiaoghui also woke up in a dog bark, but she was in much better shape than the way she started.

“This is a soul fisherman on the Yellow Springs River, an old soul fisherman... who leads the dead souls to the bridge of Naihe, washes the memories of the dead souls' minds and helps them return to the circle. ”

Pluto Ruha licked a spicy strip, looked at the gait and little ghost, explaining.

The gait suddenly stunned, and the gleam suddenly appeared in his eyes.

“Drawing the dead soul to the bridge of Nahe? Is there a flower on the bridge?” The pedestrian asked.

Pluto stunned, "Little young pedestrian, what more do you want to spend on this stuff? Honestly... Neha is really ugly, sour and bitter, and the thief tortures people. ”

There is no expression on his face, this guy has eaten even the flowers...

“It's not hard for you to want the flowers... when you get on that old monk's boat, he will naturally take you to the bridge. The flowers are worthless without yellow spring grass, so there is no difficulty in picking them.” Pluto.

He said it lightly, but the pedestrian formula had an impulse to hit him.

At first glance, the old monk was unpredictable, just a flute, and almost let himself wash his memories.

Once the memories are washed, you become an idiot, and what you say becomes a cook god becomes an empty phrase.

So the pedestrian is a little afraid.

Now the Pluto actually put him on that old soul fisherman's boat...

Isn't that what you're looking for?

“Since you don't want to get on the boat... why don't you go find the old man yourself and change the flowers? Old Ong came from Niehe Bridge, he must have flowers in his hand. That thing, though unpleasant, is a good supplement to energy.” The Pluto continued.

After that, he stopped ignoring his gait and continued to carry a spicy strip in and out.

Find the soul fisherman, Old Ong, for the flowers?

The gait squinted and suddenly thought it was a great idea.

“Careful, soul fisherman... it's terrible.” Little vigilant remarks.

The gait nodded.

The next moment, the leaf canoe is approaching.

The Haunted Boat stopped under the control of the Phantom.

The gait stood at the bow of the boat and looked at the slowly paused canoe.

The old soul fisherman took off his casket and revealed a face with white hair and full of wind and sun.

The bones on that face.

“What does it mean to be stopped by a cursed ghost boat?” Old Ong no longer plays the bone flute, but makes an old voice.

The gaze of the pedestrian gazed at the old man, and he glanced at the bone flute in the old man's hand, which was actually made of a finger bone, very mortal and horrible.

“Old man, do you have any flowers on you? I am in desperate need of Neha, so I want to exchange one with my elders.” There is no facial expression in walking.

The old man listened to the gait and suddenly laughed.

The skinny look, laughing, was actually a little shady.

“The old man rode a leaf canoe, took the Yellow Springs River to the dead spirit, washed the sin across the Naihe Bridge, and was reincarnated into the well... young man, if you want to exchange, use your soul.” The soul fisherman said.

When the old man was finished, his palms split open, and a purple swaying flower emerged.

The flower is a little like a trumpet flower, just dark purple, and the flowers inside are creeping.

This is a very important ingredient for Naihe flowers, which is to make Huangquan Naihe wines on foot.

Walking into hell is just for these two ingredients. Now that you see the flowers, it's not easy to let go.

“Want my soul? ”

The gait frowned and watched the old man's eyes gradually become apathetic.

The old man laughed, just that smile creeped me out, and all my hair was about to explode.

“Boy... change it or not?” The soul fisherman grinned, and the voice was full of charm, making people sink.

This is a tool that soul fishermen often seduce, and when a temptation is unbearable, the soul is a delicious way to become a soul fisherman.

Both the Dog and Pluto glanced at the gaze of the gait, this time without making a sound prompt.

The gaze of the gait is lost.

His spiritual sea caused a shock wave.

In the darkness of the Spiritual Sea, the vast figure of one road emerges.

The golden dragon twisted in the spiritual sea, suspended at high altitude, and opened its mouth to send out a dragon to deter the soul.

Between walking moments, come back to God.

The spirit fisherman's allure to him ceased to exist.

“Your sister...”

Faced with a fascinating inquiry from the soul fisherman, he watched with no expression on his face and opened his mouth.

The smile on the soul fisherman's face suddenly stifled.

“The dog is on his way, don't * * have so many, just bring the flowers...”

Just as the soul fisherman prepares for disaster.

A dog claw suddenly appeared in the helmship.

The dog claw is caught against the soul fisherman.

The moment the soul fisherman saw the dog's paw, the color on his face changed dramatically, the next moment he threw away the flowers, rode a leaf to the raw boat, and fled quickly.

It's this skinny dog...

The neighborhood is full of flowers, and this skinny dog has claws!

Walking hand waved, suddenly the Nahe flower fell into his hand, the colour of the Nahe flower was good, although not the best, but enough to satisfy the pedestrian formula.

The dog paws stretched out, turned into a flying dog hair and flew back to the dog.

The paparazzi beat up an arrears and continued to fall asleep.

In the past, the paw could not be released, but the paw was released after walking away from the charm of the soul fisherman. It also seemed to hold the thought of conceding the formula to practice.

The gait turned around and looked at the dog and pulled the corner of his mouth.

The Haunted Boat continues on its journey, fast and fast, and will soon be bleeding mist.

However, just as the blood mist was about to bleed out, the painting, which was very familiar with concessions and ghosts, once again appeared in the mist, causing them to open their eyes.

A pitch-black boat, carrying a bronze palace, passed through the Yellow Springs.

On the hellish boat, the dog's fur exploded and his eyes widened.

Pluto Ruha came in and out, his eyes were also staring, almost not choked by the spicy strip.

One dog at a time lay on the boards, watching the bronze palace gradually being pulled away by the big black boat.

You can always feel the mysterious smell coming from the palace.

However, the palace appears fast and disappears fast.

The glittering boat soon came out of the mist of blood, but the shadow of the palace could never be seen again.

The dog regained his lazy appearance and lay down.

Pluto Ruha continues to eat spicy strips as if previous horrors had never appeared.

Blood fog disappeared, and the ship landed on the shore.

Three people and a dog finally drove out of the Yellow Springs River and came to the shore.