I feed on gods.

Chapter 10 Monster Chef
"According to the current situation, if you recognize all the ingredients in this porridge, you can leave alive!"

Lin Baici looked at the others.

The more than 90 tourists in Xiangji Kitchen were not physically harmed, and even if they were uncomfortable, they were scared and supported.

"Nonsense, even a fool can see it!"

The uncle said: "The point is, this porridge is so messy, who knows what ingredients are used except the chef?"

"The one who can taste it must be the God of Cookery!"

Sitting opposite Jin Yingzhen was a little girl of three or four years old. She added in a childlike voice that she was very cute in a small skirt.

The uncle rolled his eyes, and he had bad thoughts again. He lowered his voice, as if revealing a big secret that he didn't want people to know: "Actually, you can also be fooled!"

Hearing this, the little girl looked at Jin Yingzhen and began to shake her head.

"That's right, aren't there just those kinds of ingredients for eight-treasure porridge?"

Brother Gu's eyes lit up.

"Ha ha!"

Lin Baici looked at the uncle, full of sarcasm.

"What...how? Am I wrong?"

Uncle is guilty.

"Bai Ci, what's wrong?"

Sima Mu was more straightforward, and he didn't understand why Lin Baici assumed such an attitude.

"If you get it right, how many times will it take to get it right?"

Lin Baici looked at the kitchen: "I don't think that cook will tolerate a diner's blindfolding until it's right!"

"Too!"

Brother Gu originally thought he had found a way to get out, but it didn't work, so he was very disappointed.

"It's a mistake, you won't be killed, right? At most, you're just stuck here?"

Hua Yueyu looked up, but fortunately, he didn't see the corpse.

"I'm going to ask this old man!"

Lin Baici sneered.

"Ask...ask me why?"

Grandpa's eyes wandered.

"You let us learn the ingredients, don't you just want to use us to eliminate some wrong options!"

Hua Yueyu is very smart, and also thought of this possibility.

"what?"

Sima Mu was startled and angry, and glared at the opposite uncle.

"What are you talking about?"

Uncle was told what was on his mind, and he became angry from embarrassment, but he still insisted on quibbling: "I was only worried that there would be a limit on the number of surviving places, so I secretly told you to avoid being heard by others. I didn't expect that you didn't know good people and wronged me! "

"Are you cheating?"

Huayueyu breathed out a fragrance: "There are so many people here, I don't believe that no one has tried to deceive the formula!"

"Uh……"

The uncle's face froze.

This pair of dogs and men are thinking too fast, right?
There is no way to cheat!

In fact, someone was deceived, and after three failures, the cook chopped off his head.

"I set my heart to the bright moon, but the bright moon shines on the ditch!"

The uncle is thick-skinned and doesn't feel embarrassed at all.

"Looks like I'm going to sneak into the kitchen and look for the rice vat!"

The old aunt came up with an idea.

"Who's going?"

Sima Mu glanced over the crowd.

Obviously, the ingredients used in the fragrant porridge must all be in the kitchen, but the question is, who will take the risk?

The crowd was silent.

That cook, like a murderer, made people fear from the bottom of their hearts.

"I'll go!"

Jin Yingzhen took a deep breath.

You can't always rely on Lin Ouba, you have to show your value and become a woman who can be his teammate.

"Xiao Gu, the golden beauty is very courageous, won't you accompany her?"

Sima Mu is an aggressive general.

"Why don't you go?"

Brother Gu wiped the Canon camera, he didn't want to take the risk!

"I have one hand, what's the matter?"

Sima Mu shook his bandaged left hand: "I'm afraid I'll mess it up and let everyone lose their only chance to spy on the kitchen!"

"I can help you hold the cook!"

The uncle interrupted suddenly: "But after you get the information, give it to me!"

"Don't trust him, this bad old man is very bad!"

Hua Yueyu found that this uncle was always peeking at her, which made her very upset.

"Stop talking, listen to Baici!"

The old aunt said to herself, Lin Baici has the final say here!

The cook came out.

The entire dining hall fell silent in an instant, and no one dared to speak. They lowered their heads, afraid of being noticed by the cook.

The cook looked around, walked up to a young man in a plaid shirt, and asked with a smile, "Dear guest, do you know the ingredients used in this bowl of porridge?"

"This is a rare opportunity, hurry to the kitchen!"

The uncle urged: "I will definitely help you hold the cook!"

He was in a hurry, because he had already had two bowls of porridge, and the cook might come to him at any time.

"I go!"

Jin Yingzhen hunched over, and was just about to leave the stool when Lin Baici held him down.

"Sister, don't move!"

The little girl who had been leaning on her mother's arms suddenly yelled anxiously: "Just now, a big brother left the stool, and he was immediately approached by that terrifying cook monster!"

"Later, he failed to answer the cook's question, and his head was cut off!"

The little girl saw with her own eyes that the big brother wanted to beat the cook to death, but in the end, he just chopped off his head with a knife, like chopping a tomato.

The blood sprayed up high, like a fountain.

When Jin Yingzhen heard this, her face turned pale, she quickly bowed her head, and then she gave Lin Baici a grateful look.

"Ouba, thank you!"

If it weren't for Lin Baici's quick hands, he would have left the stool by now.

When the uncle saw Jin Yingzhen retreating, he was so angry that he vomited blood, gave the little girl a hard look, and cursed in his heart.

"Damn girl, I want you to talk more!"

"Thank you, little sister!"

Thank you Jin Yingzhen.

"You're welcome!"

The little girl smiled sweetly.

"Actually, if she doesn't tell you, I won't let you go either!"

Lin Baici looked at the people at the same table: "There are so many people, I don't believe that no one thought about going to the kitchen, so why didn't everyone go?"

"why?"

The old aunt blurted out.

"Because it's dangerous!"

What makes Lin Baici unhappy is that these people at the same table know this, but they don't say it, just hoping that someone will try it again.

It's none of their business that the people who went there died. If it happened, everyone would have a little more chance to get out of this fasting hall alive.

"Hey, why didn't I think of that?"

Brother Gu slapped his head hard, he was still blaming himself and annoyed for his timidity, but Lin Baici knew from the beginning that this plan was not feasible.

"What should I do?"

The old aunt was uneasy: "You can't really rely on it, can you?"

"You can also pray that there will be five-star chefs among the next wave of tourists attracted by fragrance!"

Sima Mu had no choice.

"The chef can't do it, you have to be a chef!"

The little girl's eyes sparkled. If she was a god of food, she would definitely be able to taste all the ingredients used in this bowl of porridge, and even where the spring water was used!

That's how it's played on TV.

While thinking of a way, Hua Yueyu looked at Lin Baici, and found that he was looking at the cook with a calm expression.

This gesture is like a diner enjoying afternoon tea leisurely, not a poor worm who will die under the pollution of rules in the next moment.

Hua Yueyu turned her head to observe. Everyone in the audience was nervous, scared, and afraid. They lowered their heads, afraid of meeting the cook's eyes.

Only Lin Baici,
Very calm.

What a big heart!

Are you too surprised?

It's a pity that the phone can't be used, otherwise she really wanted to take a picture of Lin Baici at this moment.

The cook listened to the young man in the plaid shirt finish talking about the ingredients, and shook her head in disappointment.

"wrong!"

"Let me think again!"

The plaid shirt racked his brains, but he had already used up three chances.

The cook drew her knife.

Swish!
With a trace of silver, the sharp kitchen knife sliced ​​across the neck of the young man in the plaid shirt.

Boom!
The head fell off, and bright red blood shot up into the sky.

There was a commotion in Xiangji Kitchen.

After killing the man, the cook rubbed the kitchen knife on the corpse's clothes to wipe off the blood, then stabbed her back, picked up the young man's head with one hand and his body with the other, and approached the kitchen.

In less than ten seconds, the cook came out again with a bucket and a rag to wipe the blood off the ground.

After finishing all this, the cook raised her hand, wiped the sweat from her forehead, and then walked towards the kitchen.

When she passed by a young woman, she was so nervous that she accidentally knocked over the bowl.

Some porridge spilled out.

The cook's face immediately became sullen.

"Bastard!"

"I'm not intentional……"

Before the young woman could finish speaking, she was beheaded by a kitchen knife.

Boom!
The head fell on the table and rolled a bit.

hiss!
There was a sound of gasping in the audience, and everyone lowered their heads even lower, almost stuffing them into their crotches.

Scared!
The old aunt shivered, and subconsciously grabbed Lin Baici's arm.

Jin Yingzhen turned his head and saw that Lin Baici was not panicked.

This reassured her a lot.

The cook squatted down and began to wipe the floor: "You have also been drinking porridge for a long time, and when I finish my work, I will start asking. Those who can't answer, just use it as firewood for my porridge!"

Everyone's hearts tightened suddenly.

The old man sitting diagonally across from Lin Baici, the more he thought about it, the more angry he became. Didn't he just come here to burn incense, wishing for a long life and a wish to make a fortune?

How did you encounter such a mess?

If I knew this earlier, wouldn't it be nice to pinch my feet?

The cook got up, looked around, and walked towards Lin Baici.

The tourists on the tables suddenly became numb, and began to pray to God and Buddha, praying that they would not be found by the cook.

"Okay...it seems to be coming for us!"

The old aunt cried in fright.

The uncle lowered his head, pretended to be drinking porridge, and peeked at the cook, but his eyes still met, which made him tremble.

"It's over!"

At this moment, the uncle was full of fear, he stretched out his foot suddenly, and kicked the leg of the stool where the little girl was sitting next to him.

Damn!

The little girl fell and squatted.

"What are you doing?"

Hua Yueyu has a strong sense of justice and scolds upon seeing this.

Uncle Quan pretended not to hear.

The cook stopped in front of the little girl.

"My dear guest, let me ask you, do you know what kind of beans are in the porridge?"

The cook knelt down and stroked the little girl's head.

"me……"

The little girl panicked and looked at her mother.

"I beg you, save her!"

The little girl's mother was in despair, and kept chanting and begging everyone.

There is nothing they can do.

Lin Baici held the pine torch tightly with his right hand.

He stared at the cook, picked up the porridge with his left hand, and took a sip.

Sweet and soft glutinous rice, full of fragrance.

It is indeed good porridge.

Jin Yingzhen and Hua Yueyu noticed Lin Baici's movements at the same time, they were both afraid and adored.

"Ouba, let's chop it together!"

Jin Yingzhen's moral standard does not allow her to watch a little girl die in front of her and remain indifferent.

"Fight!"

Hua Yueyu grabbed the edge of the table with both hands, ready to lift the table.

"Brother Lin, hold on tight!"

Sima Mu persuaded.

When Miss Li heard this, she gave this guy a look of contempt.

In the dining hall, the atmosphere is oppressive.

Just when everyone thought that the little girl was going to die, they suddenly saw the big boy at the same table as the little girl, holding up a sea bowl and taking a sip of porridge.

"Good porridge!"

The big boy applauded, put the big sea bowl on the table with a bang, and then yelled at the murderous cook...

"one more bowl!"

(End of this chapter)