Chapter 221 The cook is dead
The characteristics are just recipes.
This weirdness is about using food to harm people. If you infer from the food, it is ultimately a recipe.
"The Lord is indeed smart, and he guesses very much." Ah Hei nodded like pounding garlic and began to explain: "If he followed this strange characteristic, he was asking the chef to give the recipe and then harming people through the chef. Why don't we make a chef and have another volunteer to take the bait?"
Next to it, the ghost was full of thoughts.
This is not simple.
There is no other way to see that the skill of flattery alone is very high.
That's called guessing almost everything? That's a bit far away.
But this flattery was so strong that Ah Hei continued it.
The ghost turned his head and glanced at Abai.
At the same time, Abai also looked over.
Each person and a cat looked at each other and saw something different from each other's eyes.
Gui Yi's expression was very calm. In any case, as long as he was loyal to the Lord.
Abai raised his claws and scratched his neck.
When the ghost saw this action, it meant to do Ah Hei, but the ghost did not move at all.
The beasts that eat strange animals are cruel is cruel, but do you dare to move? The master hasn't even said that.
When Ah Bai saw Gui Yi's appearance, he turned his head helplessly.
One ghost is enough, and another flatterer comes. Will the master's love for him be dispersed in the future?
Fang Mu didn't know what these two guys were thinking. He was thinking about whether the plan could work.
If we follow Ah Hei's statement, this is really possible.
Li Gun stepped forward and said, "I have to find a serious chef. I'll go to the nearest town to adjust it."
"No need." Ah Hei interrupted: "There is a route in my memory, and the next one is Yangliu Inn. Let's go directly to set up an ambush."
Fang Mu nodded: "Then go now, don't wait any longer. By the way, do you have anything to hide your body?"
Li Gun said no.
He was not familiar with this thing and had no way to hide it.
Fang Mu glanced at Gui Yi: "You are responsible for hiding your body."
After saying that, Fang Mu used the hidden technique.
The ghost responded and used chess pieces to hide everyone's bodies.
Everyone stopped hesitating and went out directly.
...
It was already afternoon, and the sunshine in the sky had disappeared.
In Yangliu Inn, the chef was sighing.
How can I not sigh? In just a few days, the entire city's business was pulled away by another inn.
Qian Ershao was very helpless, and today the inn owner got angry at him again.
In fact, the inn business in Yunlong City has always been very balanced, and each area does its own business. This is the first time that an inn has been snatched away from the business.
The key problem is not a business problem, it is entirely because the food is not as good as others.
Qian Ershao also wanted to get angry at the inn owner, but considering the little wages, he still held back.
There is no business now, so the inn is ready to close it early.
Qian Ershao sat on the stairs in front of the inn, sighed for a while, and suddenly felt something was wrong.
In the corner of this street, there was a sound of light footsteps.
Qian Ershao looked up and saw a strange look on his face.
The man who came over was a very ordinary man.
The man was wearing black clothes all over, and the style was not visible, but it was still quite neat.
The direction the man in black was Qian Ershao was in the position. When he came to him, he took out a recipe very suddenly.
It was abrupt and didn't say anything, just a simple recipe.
And it can be seen at a glance that it is a recipe. The reason is very simple. The word "recipe" is printed on the cover of this book.
"This is..." Qian Ershao was confused and subconsciously took it.
Just as he was about to say something, he found that the man had disappeared.
This street is very long, and when you just lower your head, how could people suddenly disappear?
Qian Ershao looked at the man in black standing and couldn't help but shivered.
The floor had been burned black, as if it had been burned by a fire.
"Did you... have you met a ghost?" Qian Ershao tightened the recipe in his hand and just wanted to throw it away, but suddenly stopped.
At this moment, Qian Ershao thought a lot.
menu……
He naturally thought of the popular inn and the smell of the fragrant alley.
"Gudu!"
Qian Ershao glanced around, quietly closed the inn door...
...
On the dim street, a man in black was walking.
As he walked, the black clothes on the man gradually changed and turned into a black shroud.
On the man's ordinary cheek, marks of burns were revealed.
The burn marks were twisted and curved, looking extremely terrifying.
"tread……"
The man suddenly stopped and looked at the opposite side.
Opposite, a man holding a pig-killing knife is approaching.
Behind the man who killed the pig, there was a man carrying a spear, a cat, a gloomy person and a mirror.
Very bizarre combination.
The man with burns looked calm after seeing it.
Fang Mu smiled and said, "Gourmet?"
The burned man looked confused and had no expression.
Fang Mu raised his hand, walked through the burned man, took back his hand and said, "Ghosts?"
The hand can easily pass through, without any prompt sound, either a ghost or a rule.
Fang Mu turned around and looked at Ah Hei: "Has it been copied?"
In the mirror, Ah Hei nodded: "Copy it, Master, he is just a weird thing in the countercurrent realm."
"Yeah..." Fang Mu nodded and was about to speak.
At this time, the burned man who had been standing still was angry.
I don’t know if it was because of Fang Mu’s words or other reasons, the man in burned his mouth opened.
His mouth was red, and a fire floated out, trying to cover Fang Mu.
Fang Mu raised the pig-killing knife and slashed it through.
The flame dissipates...
Invisible ripples appeared, and Fang Mu raised his hand and touched it.
The prompt sound came out...
[You touched the kitchen soul and gained a trace of true energy.]
A simple reminder sound, there is no skill. Is this countercurrent so unrestrained?
countercurrent……
Thinking of this, Fang Mu turned around and looked at Ah Hei and asked, "He shouldn't be the foodie behind the scenes. Will the countercurrent realm be so weak?"
Fang Mu didn't believe that such a strange thing was a gourmet.
If it was really so weak, Li Gun wouldn't have no clue.
Ah Hei nodded and said, "Master, you have a unique vision. It is indeed not. It is the chef, the chef of the previous restaurant. He has died and turned into a strange thing."
The cook, dead?
Fang Mu frowned.
Li Gun's face changed: "Let's go to that hotel, I have a bad feeling!"
Chapter completed!