The God of Death ignored Luo He's complaints and stood quietly on the deck, indifferently leaving Luo He aside.

On her beautiful pale cheeks, her eyes were as void as a black hole. In the deepest part of the black hole, there seemed to be a layer of depression and melancholy.

In silence, the ship of the dead sailed on the cold and dark sea, not knowing where it was heading.

Luo He looked at the back of the God of Death in a black robe and felt the need to break the uncomfortable silence. He coughed dryly and said, "Senior, can I ask you a question?"

Death was unconvinced.

Luo He said boldly: "I want to know, didn't I sleep well in bed just now? Why did I come to the spirit world again?"

"In terms you can understand, it's an out-of-body experience."

Death spoke slowly: "Since I said it, there must be a way to find you, or let you come to see me."

Luo He said cautiously: "Then... can I still go back?"

"It depends on your performance."

The river in the spiritual world surges in the darkness, the sound is like a hissing and boiling cauldron, and under the river there is a double purgatory of heat and extreme cold.

Thinking of this, Luo He felt some chills go down his spine. He forced himself to calm down and asked:

"Then where are we going now?"

"Hunting ingredients."

"ah?"

When Luo He was at a loss, the shroud sail automatically lowered.

The nail boat sailed into a wider ocean, undulating with the waves on the dark sea.

In the distance, heavy fog came, covering the sky and the sun.

The God of Death lifted up a withered yellow oil lamp on the bow of the ship. Its soft halo was the only light source on the sea, and it was incompatible with the dangerous fog.

"Stay closer to me."

Luo He followed the instructions of the God of Death and was shrouded in light as he approached her, feeling a sense of security.

The next moment.

In the heavy fog, Luo He saw a huge, strange tentacle-like creature.

This creature is about ten meters long and looks like a sea snake. Its smooth upper body sticks out of the sea, but its head has an open suction cup mouthpart. Inside the suction cup are razor-like, densely packed teeth.

Luo He was stunned for a moment. Not only did he not feel scared, his voice was filled with surprise:

"Such a big lamprey?"

Lampreys are prehistoric creatures that look like alien sea monsters. Photo searches are not recommended.

Before dinosaurs appeared, they had been living on the earth for hundreds of millions of years and were called "living fossils."

Its appearance is very curious, and it will use suckers full of sharp teeth to attach to other fish bodies, suck their flesh and blood, parasitize and even break into the body, so it is also known as vampire fish, zombie fish and so on.

Although their appearance and habits are horrifying, lampreys are particularly delicious and taste better than ordinary eels. They were once treated as a special delicacy for the royal family.

Because it is edible and delicious, no matter how strange this guy looks, Luo He doesn't mind making it into a delicious dish.

Based on the concept of "everything can be sushi".

It seems that it is not impossible to roast this sea monster and make it into sushi...

"The lamprey is the evolved form of the sand worm, and humans have made contracts with it in ancient times."

The God of Death stared at the eel sea monster more than ten meters long and said softly:

"It can also survive in the River Styx. There are rumors that it is delicious, but I really have no appetite for it."

The implication is already very obvious.

"The taste of lamprey is indeed good, but it also needs to be cooked by a professional chef——"

Luo He patted his chest and assured:

"Don't worry, you are responsible for taking care of this lamprey, and I will be responsible for serving you a delicious meal!"

The God of Death raised his melancholy gaze and looked at Luo He quietly.

A huge sea monster cruised the sea in the heavy fog behind the two of them. The God of Death stretched out his palm towards Luo He and said calmly:

"Give me the knife."

Luo He was startled, and quickly took out the knife from the jade pendant and handed it to the palm of death.

The God of Death glanced at the jade pendant around Luo He's waist and said:

"Next time, prepare a separate storage space for the table knives."

Why is this? Is this tableware not compatible with Legend Kitchenware?

Luo He was a little confused, but he didn't dare to ask more, so he nodded and agreed.

She put down the oil lamp, held the table knife in her hand, stepped lightly on the ground with her high boots under her robe, and walked gracefully to the bow at the end of the deck.

In the heavy fog, the huge prehistoric creature seemed to have noticed the God of Death. It restrained its ferocious suckers and turned around to escape into the seabed.

But it's too late.

Luo He saw her raising the knife in her hand.

Swiping towards the giant lamprey on the sea surface is like slicing open an eel in a lunch box.

The next moment, the huge lamprey was cut into two parts: upper and lower.

boom!

There was a big wave on the sea surface.

Behind the God of Death, the black fog that covered the sky formed two disembodied hands, which grabbed the lampreys on the sea and threw them onto the deck of the nail boat.

Boom!

The deck shook faintly.

Luo He staggered, looking at the lamprey in front of him that was almost as tall as himself, and couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

"The ingredients are ready." Death turned to look back and said calmly, "What next?"

Luo He made a visual inspection and muttered:

"We don't need so many ingredients. We only take the best parts and it's enough to make a lamprey feast."

"Okay, I'll feed the rest to the three-headed dog." Death nodded.

Luo He: "..."

You are pretty good to the three-headed dog!

"Can I collect the ingredients directly?" Luo He gestured towards the lamprey, "I should be fine if I just start?"

The creatures in the spiritual world are strange and strange, so Luo He felt that it was necessary to ask the God of Death for his opinion before collecting food.

"Use this knife."

The God of Death handed the knife back again and revealed intentionally or unintentionally:

"Collecting food is also one of the abilities of this knife."

After listening, Luo He felt that the table knife in his hand became more and more mysterious.

Luo He held the knife firmly and with superb skills, while collecting the most essential ingredients from the lamprey, he asked:

"Senior, does this table knife have its own name?"

The God of Death was silent for a long time, then leaned over to pick up Xiu Gou, rubbed its head, and said calmly:

"A long time ago, you Easterners gave it an Eastern name... [Taotie]."

Luo He was slightly startled.

Gluttonous?

It is indeed one of the four ancient evil beasts of Donghuang.

But the shape of this table knife is very typical of Western tableware, so the name Taotie feels a bit subtle.

"Then should it have a Western name?"

Luo He asked.

Death hugged Xiu Gou, slowly stroked the fluffy dog's head, and casually skipped the topic and said:

"Instead of asking others with questions, you might as well ask me. At least this will not offend me..."

Luo He was a little embarrassed.

I knew what the God of Death said because Yin Yang himself asked Senior Bai Ze for information.

No matter what, at least I learned that the name of the Death God's knife is [Taotie]. Regardless of whether it is the real name or not, it is still important information.

"Then does this [Taotie] have other abilities?"
To be continued...