Although Leng Han is now a lieutenant general in the garrison and has been in the army for many years, he has always been a sinecure.
Since her awakening, apart from the necessary training, Leng Han has been no different from most wilderness hunters, and has been fighting with strange beasts in the wilderness.
There are many times when you are in danger, and there are many times when you are trapped in the wilderness.
This also resulted in her cold and extremely violent character. When she got angry, even Count Leng would beat her up, and even Prince Leng would smile and give her good advice.
This cold tyrannosaurus that beat up all over the outer city can be said to have grown up drinking snowflakes and then traveled all over the world. It is a mess of ferocity.
Therefore, Leng Han had eaten the meat of cats and exotic animals, or in other words, as long as it could replenish her physical strength, she would eat it in her mouth in the wilderness.
Most of their meat is extremely fishy, with an unbearable sour taste that lingers like tarsal maggots through various processing methods. This is especially evident in the strange cats in the wilderness.
The bowl of Dragon Tiger Fight that Lin Chou served was clear in color and slightly thick. It smelled more like a bowl of good long-stewed chicken soup or fish soup. The sweet smell of meat lingered in the air, and it was as mellow as wine.
Through the clear soup, you can see the black fungus shreds, the long snake meat shreds, the slightly pink caracal cat meat shreds, the light white hazel chicken shreds, the golden half-crocodile dragon belly shreds, and the silver-white chicken fir.
The hyphae and the most inconspicuous tangerine peel filaments that appear limp and piled together are all clearly visible.
These strands of strands rippled gently with the soup, like fish swimming in the water, vying for beauty. The entire soup bowl seemed to form a tiny underwater world, with fish leaping over aquatic plants and rocks.
The crispy fried snake skin floating on the surface of the soup bowl was like rotten wood, drifting with the current. Whether it was an illusion or not, Leng Han seemed to think that the "rotten wood" was just a giant gluttonous crocodile dormant quietly.
There is a seemingly invisible murderous aura swimming back and forth among the "swimming fish" under the water, ready to strike and deliver a fatal blow.
Leng Han showed a helpless smile. Have you been too tired recently? Every dish is associated with murderous intent.
Lin Chou seemed to have seen through Leng Han's thoughts, "The reason why cat meat is fishy and sour is because the meat is 'hot' and 'dry'. The odor can be completely removed by neutralizing it with appropriate materials. As for snake meat, it is even simpler."
Well, time is its biggest enemy.”
Leng Hantou.
Use a silver spoon to scoop out a small spoonful of soup. The slightly thick soup has an astonishingly full curvature in the spoon, which is closely connected and turns out to be an oval and almost round.
Gently sip, a spoonful of soup rolls into your mouth, filling your mouth with fragrance.
The soup is smooth, and the various filaments have a dense but distinct texture. The slender and soft ones are snake meat, the tender ones are caracal cat meat, the undulating surface is fried hazel chicken shreds, and the elastic ones are definitely dipped in meat.
Hair half crocodile dragon belly silk...
Leng Han's big eyes narrowed slightly, and the feeling of eating food was like going back to those educational games when she was a toddler...
The expressions of Huang Dashan, Leng Han and Zhao Ziyu are all different, but without exception they are full of enjoyment.
Lao Zhao, who had just swallowed the jujube, suddenly felt that he might have just eaten a bowl of fake dragon-tiger fighting. Otherwise, why didn't there be any taste or aroma in his mouth?
Zhao Qingcang's expression was as cold as an iceberg, "Boy Lin, tell me, what's so special about this bullshit dragon-tiger fight?"
Lin Chou rolled his eyes, "That..."
"Don't even think about trying to fool me. I've lived for hundreds of years... Well, I haven't seen any monsters in most of my life. With your skills, you'd better not show them to embarrass me!"
Lin Chou poured Zhao Qingcang a glass of Five-Colored Snake King Wine and made an invitation gesture, "Old Zhao, let me tell you a story first."
"Ah..."
Lao Bahui narrowed his eyes and smiled ferociously.
"In the ancient times before the cataclysm, there was a legend."
"It is said that all creatures in the world can cultivate to become immortals, and cats are naturally among them. Of course, cats at that time were not exotic beasts. Every twenty years they cultivated, they would grow an extra tail, and when they had nine tails
, even if the merits are complete, even the gods in the sky will give way to you.
However, this ninth tail is extremely difficult to cultivate. When the cat cultivates to the eighth tail, it will be prompted to help its owner realize a wish. After the wish is fulfilled, a new tail will grow, but
One of the previous tails will also fall off, and there will still be eight tails.
This seems to be a strange endless loop. No matter what, it is impossible to cultivate to nine tails.
There is a very pious cat who has been practicing for hundreds of years and has helped many people realize their wishes, but he still has eight tails.
Of course, they are not free to help people realize their wishes, only the descendants of the first owner.
It complained to the Buddha, how can we cultivate and achieve Taoism if this continues?
The Buddha just laughed and didn't answer, so he had to continue practicing."
"One day when it returned to the village where it was hiding during a storm, it encountered a young man who was besieged by wolves. Of course, due to its nature, it drove away the wolves without any effort and saved the young man.
Later it discovered that this boy was a descendant of its first owner.
According to the rules, it needs to help the boy realize a wish, then shed a tail and grow a new one to continue its endless cycle.
When the young man learned about it, he was of course ecstatic. The legend of the nine-tailed cat has been circulating in the local area for countless years, and he is so lucky to be the owner of the eight-tailed cat. He also has a wish that can come true no matter how extravagant it is!"
It is said that serious people are the most charming, and when a person tells you an ancient story in an extremely sincere tone, his charm will be doubled.
The three people who were drinking soup raised their heads while sipping the soup, listening to Lin Chou's story.
Old Zhao sneered, "Does this cat have dead mice in its head? Why does it want to help people realize their wishes? Why does it have to cultivate nine tails? Eight tails can live for hundreds of years. It is basically immortality and living a leisurely life.
Thousands of years, wouldn’t it be wonderful?”
Young Master Zhao begged, "Grandpa Zu, just listen to what Brother Chou has to say!"
Lao Zhao Nanran.
Lin Chou smiled and continued,
"The eight-tailed cat asked the boy what his wish was, but he couldn't answer for a while, so the eight-tailed cat transformed into an ordinary cat and temporarily returned to his home with the boy.
In the next few days, the boy carefully got along with the Eight-Tails, and found that in addition to the indifference of the world, there was also a little sadness in its eyes.
After he learned the secret of the endless loop, he actually felt pity for this magical cat.
Finally one day, the eight-tailed cat got impatient and asked the boy what he wanted.
The young man thought for a while and asked, 'Can any wish come true?'
Eight-tailed glanced at him disdainfully.
The boy then said word by word, 'Then, my wish is that you can have nine tails.'"
"The eight-tailed cat was stunned, its eyes full of doubts.
It leaned down and licked the boy's hand. It felt very warm.
As a result, the eight-tailed cat's whole body bloomed with pure and dazzling white light. Bathed in the white light, it changed and grew the most gorgeous ninth tail.
Everyone will be amazed by its beauty. Its long hair is as white as snow but its eyes are as black as ink jade, and its nine huge floating tails make it even more graceful and luxurious."
"It has become a real cat with nine tails, an otherworldly existence. It does not have to wander around the world and feel loneliness and despair."
"ah!"
Leng Han covered his mouth with a soft cry, his eyes moved, and there was warmth in the coldness.
Huang Dashan frowned slightly and remained silent. Young Master Zhao's eyes turned red and tears rolled down his cheeks.
Zhao Qingcang lowered his head and thought for a while, his brows furrowed into huge knots.
"So this damn...story has something to do with this dragon-tiger fight?"
Damn it to your fourth uncle and grandpa, **********, Lin Chou frantically greeted all Zhao Qingcang’s immediate family members in her heart.
If he could beat him, Lin Chou would definitely push Lao Bahui's donkey face to the ground and stomp him five hundred times, and then use a whole set of zombie rolling pins.
"Grandpa...I..."
Lao Zhao waved his hand, "Good boy, wait until I take care of this little brat..."
Zhao Ziyu cried miserably, "Grandpa Zu, I...I hurt so much...My whole body hurts...Wow...Help..."
Zhao Qingcang looked back and saw that Zhao Ziyu was bleeding bright red blood from all his orifices, and his whole small body was half floating in the air, twitching violently.
Zhao Qingcang suddenly turned around, looked at Lin Chou, and spoke a few words through his teeth, "If Ziyu has any shortcomings, I will skin you!"
Lin Chou could hear Binghan's murderous intent from his voice, he was serious.
"Grandpa Zhao, Ziyu...this is the awakening of the bloodline!"
Zhao Ziyu's chest was filled with red light as thick as blood, which instantly turned into a vortex, expanded rapidly, and soared into the sky, ignoring the obstruction of the roof, and rushed straight into the sky.
In the sky, yellow clouds surged, violent thunder and lightning roared and roared, forming a huge blood-red vortex.
A thin blood line connected directly to Zhao Ziyu's chest from the huge vortex in the clouds.
Under the strong power of heaven, even Zhao Qingcang had to retreat ten meters away.
At this time, outsiders could not help Zhao Ziyu in the slightest and could only stand by and watch.
Zhao Qingcang clenched his fists and made noises, "Yu'er, you must get through it, you must..."
The clouds suddenly closed up, as if all the energy was concentrated in that thin line of blood, falling straight down.
"boom!"
The violent shock wave directly threw the four people away, leaving pots and pans in a mess.
Zhao Ziyu's small body was naked, and his clothes were already torn. He fell on his back on the ground, his face extremely pale.
Zhao Qingcang took off his outer shirt and covered Zhao Ziyu, with a red light shining through the folds of his face.
"Hahahahaha...."
Master Shan looked at Zhao Ziyu, then at Lin Chou, "Um... Brother Lin..."
"kindness?"
"Don't tell me this is a coincidence. Even if you say that, I won't believe it."
Lin Chou thought for a while and said,
"Buddha said that there are nine lives in a cat's life, which are related to communication, spirit, tranquility, righteousness, awareness, light, essence, energy, and spirit.
Understand the yin and yang of the heaven and earth, be alert and intelligent, as quiet as a virgin, have the true mind, feel the changes in the four directions, light, color, sound, fragrance, touch, eat the essence of the sun, moon and stars, and absorb the aura of the heaven and earth, and then you can develop your own supernatural powers.
The special effect of this dish is called Nine Lives and One Heart."
Master Shan murmured, "Nine lives and one mind... supernatural powers... self-contained... This, this is clearly talking about the awakening of the bloodline!"
Then his pupils shrank, and there was a bit of fear in his eyes. He unconsciously glanced at Zhao Qingcang and Zhao Ziyu in his arms, "Lin, Brother Lin..."
This TM is not a medicinal diet at all, but a thunder cloud explosive bomb that is enough to shatter everyone's bones!
Zhao Qingcang seemed to feel nothing, licked his face and smiled,
"Um, Xiao Linzi... Ahem, brother Lin, I was wrong. I was anxious just now. I apologize to you, apologize, hehehehe..."
Lin Chou smiled slightly and said softly,
"Please leave."
Zhao Qingcang came up and said, "That Xiao Lin, I..."
"Now, immediately, immediately, walk slowly and don't pay attention to the car!"
Zhao Qingcang left without saying a word and angrily.
Leng Han took a deep look at Lin Chou, turned around with a smile, and followed Zhao Qingcang.
After they left, Huang Dashan grabbed Lin Chou and said eagerly,
"Brother Lin, are you desperate for your life? Why are you so damn brave and dare to talk to him like this? What if..."
Lin Chou glanced at Huang Dashan up and down, and smiled maliciously, "In terms of courage, even if I'm a flatterer, I'm not as good as Mr. Shan, just in case."
Huang Dashan is simply baffling. This is all such a mess. How can you still laugh at this moment?
"What do you mean?"
"Master Shan, look at this old guy, doesn't he look familiar?"
"..."
"Well, do you still remember that day in the backyard of the tavern, you took off the clothes of an old man covered in blood and threw him into the back hill... Later there was a loud roar and you also threw a hunter
I was so scared that I peed my pants.”
Huang Dashan scratched his head, "It seems that there is such a thing. What does it have to do with him..."
Master Shan was so confused that his eyeballs almost popped out of his sockets.
"Hiccup!"
Fall to the ground.
Lin Chou shook his head and smiled bitterly. Is Shan Ye's brain circuit so slow that it can't keep up with the reaction speed of his muscles?
I casually carved words on the two wind chimes and hung them on the roof.
At this time Chi Zhi walked in from outside the house, "Is this what your tribe calls bloodline awakening?"
"right."
Chi Zhi frowned and said suddenly, "How many humans in your tribe are as strong as that... old man just now?"
"I don't know, by the way, where did Gungun go?"
Chi Zhi lowered his head and walked into the kitchen, "Looking at the direction Lord Blood God flew in this morning, he should have gone back to the Ancestor Mountain for hunting."
Lin Chou groaned and wrote on the small blackboard,
"Dragon-Tiger Fight, a fourth-level dish, limited to one serving on the 1st of each month. Effect: Greatly increases the chance of bloodline awakening.
Before consumption, take a bath with pure source crystal solution and magic plant essence mixed with water for three days for the best effect."
Throwing the small blackboard aside, Lin Chou picked up a bowl of soup and began to taste it slowly.