The master of metaphysics became rich in the 80s!

Chapter 181 The smell of corpses in the room
"When did I tell you to help me out?"

Black and white impermanence looked at her suspiciously, isn't that the case?

"I just want to ask if you can lend me your magic weapon. I want to do a physical examination."

Seeing that they were still a little suspicious, Qiao Yimo went on to explain, "Who knows whether the dishes made by that God of Cooking are poisonous or not. Maybe we didn't react after eating it, but we will have a reaction in two days."

"really?"

Qiao Yimo nodded quickly, "Of course it's true, if you don't believe me, ask Fu Moshen, he can testify!"

She blinked at Fu Moshen.

Fu Mo nodded with a cold face, "Indeed, we won't go out casually."

Qiao Yimo's words are not credible, but Fu Moshen's words are a little more believable.

Bai Wuchang thought for a while and handed the magic weapon to Fu Moshen.

"My lords, can we go in?" The souls outside were too busy to enter Huangquanke Black and White Wuchang, so they stopped asking and turned around to entertain the souls.

Qiao Yimo blinked at Fu Moshen, and sneaked away.

Fu Moshen looked at her helplessly, but he would never stop what Qiao Yimo wanted to do.

The two secretly came to Yangjian again with the magic weapon, and found Yi Jing directly.

But found another person in the office.

It was Yi Ping who also rushed over after learning about God of Cooking.

Several people were fidgeting and wandering around the room not knowing what to do.

The figures of Qiao Yimo and Fu Moshen appeared in front of them, and they all joined together.

Qiao Yimo didn't say much and came directly in front of Yi Jing with a magic weapon in hand.

"This magic weapon is specially used for detection."

Yi Jing did not hesitate, and stood in front of Qiao Yimo. With a flash of inspiration in Fu Moshen's palm, a burst of magic power entered the magic weapon.

The magic weapon swung back and forth on her body, and it actually emitted a red light, which was completely different from the situation just now.Qiao Yimo looked down and was stunned for a moment.

According to the information displayed on it, it turned out that Yi Ping's life expectancy of more than 80 years old is now only half.And the luck of the ten lifetimes accumulated by the younger sister is actually running out!

Qiao Yimo and Fu Moshen looked at each other.

This must be because of the dishes of God of Cooking. His dishes should be able to steal the luck and lifespan of the person who eats them, and the more people eat them, the more luck they lose.

However, Qiao Yimo and Fu Moshen are no longer human beings, and this method doesn't work on them.

But why did God of Cooking want to steal the corpse?

"How could this be?" Brother's complexion was already pale.

I could have lived longer, but my life was shortened because of eating a few dishes.

The younger sister also lost her usual composure, "Can we still solve this matter?"

This is the blind spot of the two of them, and they have no idea for a while.

At this moment, the temperature in the room dropped suddenly.

There was a thin layer of frost on the window, and Yi Jing shivered subconsciously.

Seeing her like this, Qiao Yimo was a little puzzled.

A sullen voice suddenly came from behind, "You guys actually steal something!"

Qiao Yimo turned around subconsciously, and found that Black and White Wuchang was standing behind them. She laughed dryly, "Why are you here?"

Hei Wuchang stared at the magic weapon in her hand, and gave her and Fu Moshen a hard look.

With a flash of Bai Wuchang's figure, he snatched the magic weapon from Qiao Yimo's hand.

"Do you know how many treasures were used to make this magic weapon? It was brought to the world at will, which will cause it to wear and tear!" The two of them looked at the magic weapon with great distress.

"Don't be so stingy, but you came at the right time, and now the matter has reached a very critical point!" Qiao Yimo suddenly looked serious, and patted Hei Wuchang's shoulder heavily.

"We discovered that this God of Cooking stole people's luck and life through food. Now that these two people have eaten the food of that God of Cooking, how can we solve this matter?"

The brothers and sisters of the Yi family on the opposite side watched Qiao Yimo and Fu Moshen talking to the void, and couldn't help shaking, knowing that it should be some kind of big shot.

Hei Wuchang glanced at the brothers and sisters of the Yi family.

"What's so difficult about it? It can only be solved by killing the person who stole the luck before he absorbs it."

"Okay, I got it, I will return it after using your magic weapon!" Qiao Yimo nodded hurriedly, and pushed Black and White Wuchang out of the room.

"You guys go back too!"

"We will go back soon after we finish this matter!" Qiao Yimo waved his hand casually.

Black and white impermanence has no choice but to leave.

"Do you know where God of Cooking lives? Now you have to find him to solve your problems!"

The younger sister nodded quickly, "Come with me!"

A group of five went to the residence of God of Cooking.

The God of Cooking lives in a small villa in the city center.

Before I got to the door, I saw a lot of people queuing up from the door to the alley. "What do these people do?"

"They made an appointment for the banquet of the God of Cooking." Among these people, there are people of all identities. The God of Cooking who was praised by others does not value profit, but now it seems that he has ulterior motives.

Under normal circumstances, God of Cooking stipulates that he can only take one order a week. This week, the Yi family brothers and sisters, Qiao Yimo, and Qin Chao will arrange this order.

Seeing that they were walking in without queuing, the security guard at the gate quickly reached out to stop them, "What are you doing here, do you know that you have to line up!"

"We've got an appointment, it's us tonight."

"Then you just wait for the notice, you don't come here." The security guard said and was about to drive them away.

Yi Jing's complexion darkened instantly, "We are here to meet Chef Chef, and we have cooperation to discuss."

At this time, the assistant who had been following God of Cooking came out and smiled at them, "I'm sorry, God of Cooking is not here now."

"Then we want to change the dishes and want to discuss it with God of Cooking."

"Sorry, the menu is all determined by the chef."

"But we've all spent money, can't we choose some dishes we like?"

"I'm sorry, if you are not satisfied with this arrangement, you can cancel this appointment. The assistant was smiling, but Qiao Yimo and the others were speechless.

Qiao Yimo looked at the little assistant's face and wanted to punch him.

"Then how can I meet God of Cooking?"

"I'm sorry, I will see it when I can see it."

Qiao Yimo thought to herself that the purpose of coming here today is to meet the chef.

But they chatted with the little assistant for a long time, but they still didn't see God of Cooking. The longer they waited, the more people would be victimized.

Qiao Yimo glanced at Fu Moshen, and the two of them flashed to the side of the security guard and the assistant in an instant.

(End of this chapter)