Mysterious World, I Have Special Understanding

"careful!"

Monk Lingyu was terrified and blurted out.

It's a pity it's too late.

Bang bang bang sounded like thunder, old monk Lingyu, Chen Zhu, and Wang Hua fell to the ground and vomited blood.

Only Wang Hua, who was lucky enough to wear a soft armor engraved with runes, was not seriously injured.

Chen Zhu pointed at Liu Cheng, who had cold eyes at the moment, and howled, "Shameless, sneak attack!"

Liu Cheng showed an honest smile, the skin on his chest surged, and two clear faces emerged.

He stood there with his head raised slightly, obviously an honest image, but it gave people a kind of majesty that couldn't be seen directly.

The old monk Lingyu suddenly remembered the words of Ma Gongfeng-"At that moment, he was like a god, and he should not be stared at.".

"The goddess will definitely like your taste very much." The angel said with a smile on his finger.

This time, he was even less human.

Monk Lingyu struggled, and slapped the blood he vomited on the one-eyed blue dragon on his shoulder.

"Go quickly, I will block him!"

"Yuhua Lane, look for Ji. Hou!"

A roar sounded, and the one-eyed blue dragon on the monk's shoulders suddenly came to life, forming a hovering dragon shadow.

This is the old monk's last trump card—calling the green dragon with blood.

The lotus in the lotus pond is swaying, showing its teeth and dancing its claws.

Chen Zhu was seriously injured, and he knew he couldn't run far, so he shouted, "Junior Sister, hurry up!"

"Master, let me help you."

As he said that, he swung the black coffin in his hand, and shot out a continuous rain of needles.

Wang Hua is not hypocritical. One moment she seemed seriously injured and vomited blood, but the next moment she was a carp straightening up and flying up.

The coffin behind her shook, and a zipline shot out, leading her out like an arrow from the string.

After that, the coffin board fell, and the runes on it flowed one by one, bringing out a gust of air, carrying her like a flying boat in the wild grass.

The third room on the left of Yuhua Lane, look for Ji Que!

Wang Hua, who likes to admire handsome men, clearly remembers the address of that master named Ji Que, and now she has only one thought in her mind - "find him, help!".

At this time, Wang Hua couldn't help but look back, and saw that the blood-colored house had two openings, the master's green dragon shadow was already looming, and a coffin board flew out of the door.

Senior Brother and the others are about to lose!

Wang Hua and her senior brother have been fighting demons together for six years, and have completed more than sixty commissions, large and small, but they have never encountered such a difficult situation.

Insidious, vicious, and strong!

This was her evaluation of the Finger God Envoy pretending to be "Liu Cheng", and she was horrified.

Fortunately, relying on the "flying boat technique" that came with the black wooden box, she had rushed to the vicinity of the old tree in a blink of an eye.

Senior brother and master helped her buy time.

She must find Ji Que!

As a result, at this moment, a dull bell sounded.

Wang Hua turned her head and saw a purple figure rushing towards her suddenly. Before she could react, she was knocked to the ground by a slap and rolled into the weeds.

For a moment, Wang Hua felt dizzy, and when she woke up a little, she saw that honest face.

The oracle finger stood with a purple-robed woman, his hands were stained with blood, and he had an honest smile on his face.

"You want to find Ji Shaoxia from Yuhua Lane? Let me help you."

While speaking, a woman's face on the chest of the finger rolled towards the face.

Immediately afterwards, Finger's honest face changed, as did his voice.

For a moment, Wang Hua only felt that she saw another self, and a feeling of despair arose in her heart.

The next moment, her eyes went dark and she passed out completely.

In Sangshui County, Yuhua Lane, in the yard under the loquat tree, Ji Que is lighting a fire.

A large clean black slate was laid on it, and as the flames rose, the slate became hot.

Afterwards, pieces of premium pork belly that had been carefully marinated in sauce were spread on top, making a sizzling sound.

Holding a brush in his left hand, he brushes oil on the meat from time to time.

Ji Que really couldn't figure out why Tang Yi was still doing the barbecue by himself in the end when Tang Yi was supposed to be entertaining guests today.

There was no way, it was all self-inflicted, he couldn't understand Tang Yi's clumsy appearance, and was afraid of wasting this great food.

At this moment, Tang Yi was lying on the rattan chair under the eaves, his beautiful peach eyes were slightly squinted, like a lazy cat.

He looked at Ji Que and asked doubtfully, "Brother, are you sure you want to bake there?"

Since that night, Tang Yi's address to him has changed from "A Ji" to "Brother".

The reason why Tang Yi raised this question was because Ji Que had roasted meat before, but every time he had to build a simple shed under the eaves.

Because his luck is too "good", he is afraid that he will be roasted and roasted, and bird droppings will fall from the sky.

But this time, Ji Que calmed down and said, "Don't worry, A Yi, I've changed my luck recently."

"real?"

Tang Yi still didn't quite believe it.

"Also, don't call me brother, call me old."

"Okay, brother."

Ji Que: "."

For a moment, he really didn't know whether Tang Yi was really stupid or fake.

Ji Que was roasting the meat, looking at the other's lazy look, he couldn't help complaining: "Why are you so lazy, you can eat meat every day while lying down? I'm so diligent, I only dare to eat a good meal every few days. "

Tang Yi thought for a while, and said, "Ah Ji, although you scared me the night before, I still want to say that this kind of thing is fate."

"Life?"

"You are so good at kung fu, yet you still lied to me and hid so deeply. It's normal to be unlucky. It's understandable for me to be so bad at kung fu. I have better luck. Have I ever told you that I often pick up money?"

"Pick up money?"

Tang Yi nodded and said: "Especially in the past few months, I often picked up silver. The most outrageous time was when I just came home that day and suddenly saw a fat mouse running across the yard holding a silver ingot.

I screamed in fright, and the mouse dropped the silver and ran away.

I picked up the silver and measured it, my good guy, there are as many as twelve taels. "

Ji Que: "."

Ji Que wanted to cry but said without tears: "Ayi, is there a possibility that the money you picked up is mine?"

Tang Yi blinked his beautiful picky eyes and said, "Your? Aji, although you are powerful, but I am a dignified scholar, and my might cannot be subdued. You are simply nonsense. How could the money held by a mouse be yours?" .”

Ji Que couldn't argue for a while.

But he was basically sure that the fat mouse took away the ten taels of silver he buried underground!

At this moment, Tang Yi suddenly felt as if he was facing a formidable enemy, and shouted: "Ah Ji, bird!"

Ji Que shook his hand without any hesitation.

With a snap, a pheasant flying through the air fell to the ground with a pair of black scissors stuck in its body.

Soon, there was another roasted pheasant on the slate barbecue.

At this time, the pig skin of the pork belly has been roasted golden and slightly rolled, exuding a strong aroma of barbecue.

The lazy Tang Yi had already sat down, looked at the newly added roast pheasant, and murmured, "An extra meal without the bird droppings? Ah Ji, are you really lucky?"

Ji Que nodded and said with emotion: "Unfortunately, it's only temporary."

Yes, his bad luck will increase with time.

The days when this kind of barbecue doesn't have to worry about bird droppings from the sky are probably numbered.

At this time, the barbecue is cooked.

Ji Que didn't remind Tang Yi at all, and put the meat into his bowl and mouth. Seeing this, Tang Yi, who was lazy, suddenly became energetic and started to eat.

It has to be said that Ji Que's barbecue kung fu, which he used for two months to improve his understanding, is also effective.

His fire control is precise, and the fresh and tender taste of the grilled meat is a must for stimulating the taste buds.

Tang Yi wished he could swallow his own tongue.

In the end, when the two of them were feasting and sharing the pheasant legs, they heard a muffled bang, and a woman in gray fell down from the courtyard wall.

The woman raised her head, her nose was bleeding from the fall, and she said with a disheveled face, "Ji Quexia, help!"