My heroines are alive

Chapter 51

Since then, the heroic "bazaar battle" on the side of the blood pool ancestor has come to an end for the time being, and the time has returned to the time when Lin Jue finished listening to the news radio station.

"Old Patriarch Xuechi felt a little familiar with the aura floating around the cracks in the world before, and it really was him."

"So, that mental patient is the real thing? A real evil Taoist?"

"Well, he happened to be the one who crossed over here. That old ghost is also very unlucky."

Thinking of this, He Qingyu couldn't help smiling slightly, with a bit of a sinister look of watching the fun and hoping for something bigger.

In the world of all supernatural beings, each supernatural person cultivates in a different direction, and the direction of strengthening with aura is naturally different.

He Qingyu himself belongs to the kind of all-round development, there is no problem with physical ability, aura strength, control accuracy, etc. It can be said that he belongs to the all-round hexagonal fighter.

So even if He Qingyu's spiritual energy completely disappeared, she still has the physique to jump from a height of more than ten floors without dying, and it's no problem to beat hundreds of people with bare hands.

But the evil cultivator of Patriarch Xuechi is different. In order to turn his body into blood flames, he almost completely abandoned the cultivation of the physical body, which is a crooked way of purely taking the edge of the sword.

Although this crooked ability makes him almost impossible to die in battle when his body turns blood, but the shortcomings are also obvious. Once the aura is gone, he is really an ordinary crazy old man.

Such a crazy old man went crazy in the bazaar, but the result was that the people there beat him up so badly that he didn't even have the chance to fight back.

He Qingyu couldn't help but almost burst out laughing at the thought of the evil Taoist priest who had done countless evils in his own world being pushed to the ground and beaten violently by a group of market workers.

What's more, this is just the beginning. After the ancestor of Xuechi was sent to the mental hospital, he might still be able to bear it with his violent temper. He might have to be tied up with a straitjacket and fed drugs every day.

But even so, He Qingyu still had to bring that guy back to his own world, and bring him to the "Tao Sect" to be tortured, and it would not be a problem to keep him in a mental hospital forever.

So she suggested to Lin Jue: "Let's go and bring that person back in the afternoon. Although the ancestor of Xuechi has no power to harm people in this world, it will always be a disaster if he is placed here."

"That's right, but it's exactly noon now, let's take a rest after eating."

Immediately, Lin Jue looked up at the clock hanging on the wall. The clock showed that it was already around twelve noon, and he was somewhat hungry.

After hearing these words, Jasmine stood up and said, "I'm cooking here, please wait a moment, both of you."

"Wait." Seeing that Jasmine was about to walk towards the kitchen, Lin Jue stopped her and said with a smile, "Can you cook food in this world?"

"I can learn."

"Then learn from me. I will do it at noon today, and you can do it by the side."

While talking, Lin Jue rolled up his sleeves and walked confidently into the kitchen, ready to show off his cooking skills to open the eyes of the two girls.

Of course, what Lin Jue said about cooking is not just heating up steamed stuffed buns or cooking some fermented eggs. This is a person with real skills.

Immediately, he went to the vegetable field to pick some home-grown tomatoes, opened the refrigerator and took out some eggs, and took out the whole sauced elbow from the freezer along the way.

This elbow, which looks red, fat, and rich in sauce, was bought by Lin Jue from "Longjiang Pork Knuckle Rice" before, and it was originally intended to be a gift for Kalula.

But because he forgot to take this thing with him when he went to the world of "Throne of Mysteries", Lin Jue simply took out the big elbow, and it became a hard dish with some soybeans.

For the next half an hour, Lin Jue kept busy in the kitchen, stewing rice, stir-fried vegetables, and braised elbows. He was so busy that it was a joy.

Although Jasmine knew from the breakfast this morning that Lin Jue was able to take care of herself somewhat, she never expected that this guy's cooking skills would be so good.

"Come on, let's eat!"

When the three dishes for today's noon were put on the dining table, the living room was filled with all kinds of tempting sweet smells, which made even He Qingyu, who has never had any requirements for food, swallow a mouthful of saliva.

Lin Jue prepared three dishes for lunch, namely "Dingji Tomato Scrambled Egg", "Soy Braised Pork Knuckle" and "Oyster Sauce Glass Lettuce".

Although there are not many dishes on this table, there are all kinds of hard dishes, side dishes and clear dishes, plus the top-grade Wuchang rice that is well stuffed, the aroma can be smelled even outside the house.

Is this rice? It looks like a grain, soft and glutinous, like a small pearl.

Jasmine had never eaten rice, and they still had bread and noodles as their staple food, so she curiously picked up some rice with a fork and put it in her mouth.

When the rice enters the mouth, there is a rice fragrance first, and then a slight sweetness, even if it is eaten without other dishes, it feels very good.

Just as Jasmine was curiously trying something new like rice, He Qingyu casually picked up a piece of scrambled egg with tomato, and casually put it into his mouth.

It's just scrambled eggs with tomatoes, so it's no big deal.

After one sip, the strong fragrance burst out of the mouth like a volcanic eruption.

The eggs hung with rich tomato juice are smooth and tender, and the tomatoes themselves still retain a strong sense of crispness. The very harmonious sweetness, sourness, oily and eggy aromas come together, which makes He Qingyu suddenly say "Oh~ ~" with an exclamation.

Because the taste in her mouth was too strong, she immediately began to seek the comfort of the rice, and sent it into her mouth with big gulps.

As a dignified saint, He Qingyu had a relatively cold temper, so basically eating at the dinner table was just a few simple bites.

But after eating the meal made by Lin Jue, her taste buds seemed to be activated all of a sudden, and she continued to pick up, deliver, pick up, and refill. Unknowingly, she ate two full bowls.

Phew, after eating, He Qingyu wiped the sweat from his forehead with his hand, covered his slightly protruding abdomen, looked at Jasmine who was eating the third bowl of rice, and couldn't help but smiled at Lin Jue: "No Come to think of it, you still have this skill."

"Hehehe, my last book was about cooking and food, and I lived alone all year round. Naturally, I have a little research on cooking, and it's just a small skill."

"It's okay to retreat to advance. In short, your cooking skills are recognized. Next, I have to go back and tidy up first, and come back later."

Just when He Qingyu was going to discuss with Lin Jue how to go to the mental hospital, she suddenly felt sticky and uncomfortable, so she planned to return to her own world to clean up for nothing.

Isn't it uncomfortable? He Qingyu was smashed by a watermelon before, and his whole body was covered in watermelon juice. Although he tried his best to wipe it and changed into new clothes, his hair was still a little sticky.

In addition, I just sweated a little because I ate such delicious food, which made the noble Tianhou Daosheng feel unbearable, so let's go back to take a bath first.

However, what He Qingyu never expected was that he just went back to take a bath, but somehow got into trouble with some strange things
(End of this chapter)