Gourmet of Another World

The Yellow Springs River, as always, is in full swing.

Red river water floats over it, with sorrows howling and bones hanging.

Walking with negative hands, the river breeze blew, blowing his hair floating, the clothes of the sparrow feather robe swaying.

A small boat came from afar, a lonely boat, a flute.

An old man in a gown, wearing a gown, sat in a boat and swayed.

Walking waves, far away is the boat you see, and the corner of your mouth snaps.

Turning his hand, a small green jade altar smaller than the fist-sized green jade altar of the great saint of Huang Quan fell into his hand. According to the size of this green jade altar, the liquor liquid in it can only be filled, less than three glasses.

But three glasses of wine, equivalent to three million mediums, is enough for the price of heaven.

Wow...

The boat was driving and suddenly broke open the running water.

Suddenly.

The whistle stopped, and the soul fisherman raised his head and the old face suddenly appeared under the goggles.

Seems to be seeing that thin figure in the distance.

The face of the soul fisherman trembled.

“This young man again! ”

The soul fisherman put away the bone flute and his face was ugly for a while.

Later, he grabbed the bamboo pole and slapped it on the Yellow Springs River.

On the river, the boat came straight to the tail and flew in a direction toward the distance, intending to drift away.

Obviously, this soul fisherman really doesn't want to see the pedestrian formula.

The corner of his mouth, slightly pulled up by foot, was suddenly frozen, and this scene made him a little dull and silent.

Why did this soul fisherman run when he saw him turn around?

When did he become so horrible?

“Wait...”

The pedestrian shouted softly.

The sound burst over the Yellow Springs River.

When the soul fisherman heard the sound, it was even more surprising that the skin on the old face was moving faster and faster.

The bamboo rod slammed violently and shouted.

The rivers are all turned upside down as if they were going to blow up.

The boat, on the other hand, turned into a straight arrow and burst into the distance.

Very fast, wind breaking waves.

The gait exhaled gently.

The sparrow feather robe on the back of Er was a huge change, and a bright peacock roar sounded.

A pair of flame wings floated behind his back, and the flame wings were flying.

The tip of his toe was on the river, and the river blew up.

The shape of the pedestrian was like a stream of light, rushing towards the boat of the soul fisherman.

The pedestrian formula is now Nine Spins Little Saint, stronger than the soul fisherman, to catch up with him, naturally it is easy to do.

Soon, the easy way to walk is to chase to the side of the soul fisherman.

“Why are you chasing your husband so hard?" ”

The soul fisherman looked at the gait, his face trembled violently and said bitterly.

This young man's cultivation has actually risen so fast, it has reached the nine-spin sacrament.

Every time I saw this young man three times, it was a huge surprise.

For the first time, this young man's manipulation was still weak, like an ant in his own eyes.

But at that time, the young man was surrounded by a dog.

Second, the young man's cultivation was still weak, but weird enough to fight himself.

Third time…

This time, this young man, it's already heaven!

Absolutely beyond your imagination, your strength has exceeded your own.

How long has this been going on...

Is this young man going to settle for him now?

Pfft, pfft!

The bamboo pole was speeding on top of the river, which kept blowing up.

And made the old man's canoe like a stream of light.

Alternatively, both turned into streams of light and ran fast on the Yellow Springs River.

Boom!

A long time later.

Into a wide river.

The river does not waver.

The boat finally stopped flying.

The soul fisherman sat back on the canoe as if he had given up his resistance.

The gait is a strange colour.

I really don't understand why this old guy keeps running.

“The old man is too lazy to mess with you... today the old man doesn't have any flowers, so it's no use stopping the old man.” The soul fisherman said.

He took off his fitted clothes and revealed pale hair, with dead roots.

“Who told you I was looking for you today? ”

The pedestrian glanced at the old man and pulled the corner of his mouth.

The soul fisherman suddenly stunned and looked at the gait, his cloudy eyes filled with uncertainty.

If you don't want the flowers, this young man will stop his boat. What do you mean?

Do you want my husband's life?

The pedestrians didn't say anything.

Hands tremble.

At a short notice, the altar flew out and headed towards the soul fisherman.

Mm-hmm.

The soul fisherman stunned, raised his hand and grabbed the wine bowl.

“When I borrowed your flowers, I said I would give you a glass of wine. Today, it is time to repay your debt...”

The pedestrian path.

The sound is calm.

But the elderly are not calm.

“Are you sure it's just wine? ”

The soul fisherman was astonished.

The gait nodded.

The cloudy gaze of the soul fisherman suddenly brightened and his mood relaxed.

“Then your drunk husband got it, too. Let him go. ”

The soul fisherman said.

The pedestrian looked at the soul fisherman and didn't say anything. His hands flipped and a hot makeup cake flew out.

“I'll give you another piece of cake… thanks to you for the first flower. ”

The pedestrian path.

Finish.

Foot stepped on the river, the river suddenly blew up, and the whole body flew out, turning into a stream of light, disappearing into a hazy mist of water.

The soul fisherman grabbed the green jade altar and the makeup cake with his dead wood hand and looked at the back of the walk away. His cloudy eyes were also a little glorious.

“Long time fishing for souls on this Yellow Springs River, it's rare that someone gave me wine...”

The soul fisherman's dry, pale hair fluttered in the wind, and a smile appeared on his old face. This smile emanated from his heart and was quite emotional. Of course, this smile does not seem to be any different from crying.

He hasn't laughed from the heart in a long time.

Tap!

Stepping on the river, the river washed up like a drum pack with his figure, turning into a long dragon growling.

Strength has been increased to the nine-spin Little Saint, and the more skilled the pedestrian is in control of power.

Stepping out, the fire feather behind him disappeared, and the sparrow feather robe also appeared to recover between red and white.

He landed on the shore, walking with his hands in his arms and walking casually toward the restaurant.

……

The night is late.

Lonely boats roam the Yellow Springs overnight.

The silent Yellow Springs River is filled with fireworks.

Around the shore, dark dead trees stretched out, as if they had been bombarded by thunder and scorched black.

Canoe moored.

The dim candle flame lit up in the canoe.

The soul fisherman stepped out of the canoe, took off his coat and revealed a dry and thin body.

Sitting on the boat's board, on the side of the boat, was lit by a red candle from which wax oil continued to flow.

The soul fisherman took out a pot and opened the cap of the pot.

One of them suddenly appeared a mourning wreck.

The old man's eyes showed some disgust, but the pot was still tucked into his mouth.

Grunting.

The juice trapped in the pottery is drank into the mouth by the soul fishermen.

Buzz...

The face of the soul fisherman revealed some painful colour, with his back tucked and shaking constantly.

A long time later.

The moon is high.

The soul fisherman is the one who exhales.

“This curse is getting stronger and stronger… Long live the soul, and it's time to stop it, alas. ”

“How can I resist destiny when adults have fallen? It's just a prolonged asthma..."

The soul fisherman exhaled.

The cloudy gaze reflected the river waters of the moon on the dome, and the glittering images made him lose his mind for a while.

His eyes were brilliant… exhilarating.

Too bad...

At this moment, he suddenly wanted to drink.

Raising a glass of sadness, even more sad, is a way of worrying.

So the soul fisherman thought of the green jade altar.

That amazing young man called wine.

“Nice wine made with Nero flowers… young people nowadays, really play. ”

The soul fisherman sighed.

Take out that green jade altar.

Qingyu Tang is not big, about half fist.

His heart defamed the young man's stingy.

The soul fisherman opened the seal of the green jade altar.

Boom, cover open.

Just the moment it opens, the soul fisherman is stunned...

Buzz...

A rich nose resembles a long dragon with teeth dancing claws, flying out of the bar and winding through the dome.

Take a deep breath and the fragrance will penetrate into your body, immersing your entire body into the rich fragrance of the liquid.

This feeling…

The body of the soul fisherman is trembling.

The colorful glow emanates from the wine jar, with a beam of light in the sky.

Remotely echoes the cold moonlight on the dome.

“This wine...”

For the first time in the eyes of a soul fisherman, the colour of shock appeared.

This wine makes him feel like he knew each other.

……

Wow.

The excitement in the soul fisherman's heart is almost impossible to contain.

He cautiously held the green jade altar, his dry lips clumped to the green jade altar and grunted.

Suddenly the sweet liquid poured into the mouth along the lips.

At that moment, it was like a hundred flowers flourishing, and everything was restored to clarity at that moment.

The soul fisherman feels like he's a moment, a few decades younger.

In a sip, you find what it was like to scold the wind and clouds when you were young.

Closed his eyes gently with a glass of wine.

The excitement in the mind of a soul fisherman is hard to contain.

Cloudy tears, slipping from the corner of the eye.

Above his body, there was a glow of haunted greenery that swept away, as if there was a constant struggle with the refinement in the liquid.

But the old man doesn't care anymore.

He seemed to think of something, hurriedly removing a hot cake from an old cloth bag on his waist.

Even after so long, the heat on the cake has not dissipated.

Bite a bite of cake.

The crisp cake entrance gives him an unprecedented sense of satisfaction.

Bum...

A fresh stream of light poured into the mouth of the elderly from the cake.

That's the gas of creation.

Dedicated to the gas of making cakes.

The gas of creation enters the body, and the cloudy gaze of the soul fisherman suddenly becomes bright.

The breath above your body has changed dramatically.

The festival actually climbed.

Blasted through the barrier and into the Great Sacred Realm...

The old man's face also recovered to the appearance of a young man, a remarkable middle-aged man.

“I…”

The old man touched his face.

Somewhat dizzy.

The atmosphere of creation captured him and restored him to his face and strength when he was young.

Unfortunately... it won't last long, it's only half an hour.

Seems to think of something.

The old man suddenly laughed.

Laughter echoes, haunting the dark Yellow Springs River.

Birdbirds stuck on dry branches were disturbed, flapping their wings and flying out.

Becoming a young soul fisherman, your body seems to be glowing.

Remove a food box from the cabin.

There is a roadblock on the food box.

The soul fisherman's mouth slammed.

“Too long, the old man who waited so long for me to eat and die almost forgot what the grown-ups ordered... now, finally, the people who waited, this food box, should be sent out too. ”

The soul fisherman laughed and poured all the wine in the green jade into his mouth.

The body's breath soared sharply, and the entire Yellow Springs River became windy and cloudy.

Boom!

The breath rushes.

The Huangquan River suddenly swept up a huge wave.

On the river, the delicate flowers of a flower.

A soul fisherman, holding a food box, walking on waves, instantly walking away.

Yellow Springs Valley.

The Great Sage of Yellow Springs sprayed with a black face, suddenly frowned and looked in one direction, his eyes seemed somewhat uncertain.

“A soul fisherman? No... how can this old guy's breath change so much? Is this the second spring of glow? ”

“Forget it... it's none of my business. ”

Huang Quan Dasheng shook his head and continued to study the fireball with a dark face.

……

The night was quiet.

Outside Yellow Springs, there is a powerful presence.

The atmosphere of terror suppresses voids.

Above his head, a small world is constantly disillusioned, and in a small world, everything is broken and everything is destroyed.

The soul fisherman stepped on the wave.

Soon, it was Huangquan City.

The diameter dropped and stagnated outside the Yellow Springs Shop.

Here we are.

Once the smell of the soul fisherman had taken hold, he looked at the Yellow Springs shop and his eyes became very memorable...

Place the box on the floor and tap three times over the box.

Afterwards, the soul fisherman looked at the restaurant and silenced himself.

Restaurant.

Sleeping in the room, his eyes suddenly opened.

Sitting up from the bed, his pajamas slipped off, revealing the grey front of his chest, his elongated arm holding his neck, and his eyes looked out the door in confusion.