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MTL - Mysterious World, I Have Special Understanding-Chapter 14 Ji Shaoxia, help!
Chapter 14 Ji Shaoxia, help!
"Be careful!"
Monk Lingyu was terrified and blurted out.
Unfortunately, it is too late.
Three muffled thunderous sounds sounded like bang bang bang, old monk Lingyu, Chen Zhu, and Wang Hua fell to the ground and vomited blood.
Only Wang Hua was lucky enough to wear a soft armor engraved with runes, so she 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 and honest image, but it gave people a kind of majesty that could not 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 looked at closely.".
"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 with a snap.
"Hurry up, I'll block him!"
"Yuhua Lane, look for Ji. Roar!"
A roar sounded, and the one-eyed blue dragon on the monk's shoulder suddenly came to life, forming a hovering dragon shadow.
This is the old monk's last hole card—calling the green dragon with blood.
The lotus in the lotus pond is swaying, baring its teeth and dancing its claws.
Chen Zhu was seriously injured, knowing that he couldn't run far, he shouted: "Junior Sister, hurry up!"
"Master, I will help you."
As he spoke, 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 standing upright and flying up.
The coffin behind her shook, and a zipline was ejected, leading her out like an arrow from the string.
Afterwards, the coffin board fell, and the runes on it flowed one by one, bringing out a gust of air, carrying her across the grass like a flying boat.
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.
Brothers, they might be defeated!
Wang Hua and her senior brother have been fighting demons together for six years. They have completed more than sixty commissions, large and small, but they have never encountered such a difficult situation.
Insidious, sinister, and strong!
This is her evaluation of the finger angel pretending to be "Liu Cheng", and she is horrified.
Fortunately, relying on the "flying boat technique" that came with the black wooden box, she rushed to the vicinity of the old tree in a blink of an eye.
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 grass.
For a while, Wang Hua felt dizzy. When she woke up a little, she saw that honest face.
The oracle made Finger stand with a purple-robed woman, his hands were stained with blood, and there was 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 finger's chest rolled towards her 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.
Sangshui County, Yuhua Lane, in the yard under the loquat tree, Ji Que is lighting a fire.
A clean large black slate was laid on it, and as the flames rose, the slate became hot.
After that, pieces of premium pork belly 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 supposed to be treating guests to a meal today, but why he still grilled meat by himself in the end.
No way, it's all self-inflicted. He can't understand Tang Yi's clumsy appearance, and he's afraid that this great food will be wasted.
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 in doubt: "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 barbecued 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, Ayi, I have changed luck recently."
"real?"
Tang Yi still didn't quite believe it.
"Also, don't call me brother, call me old."
"Okay bro."
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 lie to me and hide 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 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 an ingot of silver.
I screamed in fright, and the mouse dropped the silver and ran away.
I picked up the silver and measured it. 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 was at a loss for words.
But he was basically sure that the fat mouse took away the ten taels of silver he buried in the ground!
At this time, Tang Yi suddenly looked like an enemy, and shouted: "Ah Ji, bird!"
Ji Que shook his hand without any hesitation.
With a bang, 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 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 all at once. Seeing this, Tang Yi, who was lazy, suddenly became energetic and started to eat.
I have to say that the barbecue kung fu that Ji Que 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 amazing to stimulate the taste buds.
Tang Yi wished he could swallow his own tongue.
As a result, the two of them were feasting and sharing the pheasant legs when they heard a muffled slap, and a woman in gray fell down from the courtyard wall.
The woman raised her head, her nose was bleeding from the fall, and said disheveledly, "Ji Quexia, help!"
(end of this chapter)