Ruo Tuo Ren Zhuli of the Original God

Chapter 411 Kitchen God
"Ningguang, is Uncle Tian really okay? Although he respects immortals, he doesn't want to taste all the dishes cooked by Master Liuyun and Fengfeng out of curiosity."

Watching Zhiyi help Uncle Tian to go to Bubulu, Keqing couldn't help asking Ningguang, and she was still feeling emotional while asking, it seems that immortals are not good at everything, as expected Liyue must be governed by them human beings most correct.

"It shouldn't be a big problem, but it may cause mild food poisoning from eating undercooked ingredients in the cooking."

Looking at Zhiyi and Uncle Tian who were leaving, Ningguang gave a wry smile, she had persuaded Uncle Tian just now, but Uncle Tian didn't listen, no matter if it was her or Keqing, Uncle Tian wanted to taste the immortal The dishes I made are good now, but the food I tasted directly was poisoned.

Fortunately, the competition has already been declared over. If this happened during the competition, then Master Liuyun Borrowing the Wind would be really ashamed, and maybe he would be angry because of this incident. With the information she collected about Zhenjun Liuyun and Borrowing Wind and Zhong Li who resigned as soon as the competition ended, Ningguang also felt fortunate in her heart that she announced the end of the competition after the departure of Zhenjun Liuyun and Borrowing Wind.

"Bah, bah, why is this dish so unpalatable."

"This hall master now knows what immortals usually eat. No wonder Sister Shenhe eats it so deliciously every time she eats. It's really embarrassing for Sister Shenhe to eat this kind of food when I'm on the mountain all day long. "

Curious about the three dishes prepared by Master Liuyun Bianfeng, he took another bite of one of the dishes while no one was paying attention to Hu Tao, and hurriedly rinsed his mouth, finally suppressing the taste in his mouth. Hu Tao, who was frowning until he ate it, also complained unceremoniously about Liuyun Borrowing Feng Zhenjun, but just as he said the words, a gust of wind from nowhere directly blew Hu Tao's hat away.

"Hey, the hat of my hall master."

Seeing that the walnut hat was blown up high and then fell steadily into the hands of Ruojin who was walking towards them, the rest of Keqing and the others looked at each other, silently swallowed the words that came to their mouths, um , it seems that Zhenjun Liuyun Borrowing Wind has not gone far.

"Wait, look, there is a crack in the stone that symbolizes the Kitchen God!"

"Cracker, could it be you who broke the stone?"

Just when everyone's eyes were on Hu Tao, Paimon suddenly discovered that there was a crack in the rock in front of the rice cake. A stone is also a stone that symbolizes the kitchen god.

After hearing Paimon's words, all the people present also immediately looked at the stone. Looking at the huge crack on the stone, Xiangling asked anxiously.

"Cracker, you probably broke this stone, right?"

"Lululu???"

Hearing Xiangling's words, Guoba tilted his head and showed a puzzled look. Xiangling was relieved to see Guoba said that it had nothing to do with him. The rice cake always likes to hang around this stone, thinking that the rice cake spewed fire and cracked the stone.

"Wait, there seems to be something wrong with this stone, I don't know why, I feel like there is something inside this stone."

Ruojin, holding a walnut hat, walked to the enshrined stone. Since he had excellent perception and was the holder of the Eye of God, when everyone was still worried about whether the stone would crack , Ruojin keenly sensed that there was something inside the stone.

Just when Ruojin was about to take a look, the cracks on the stone were getting bigger and bigger. The surrounding Qianyan army originally wanted to stop them, but after seeing the Tianquan star condensing around the stone, the Qianyan army started to attack again. Back to the original post, after all, only the immortal knows the things of the immortal family best.

"It's cracked, it's cracked, eh?? Wait, how could this be rice crust!"

"Lululu!"

Looking at the statue in front of him, Guoba was inexplicably happy. He saw Guoba walking around the stone statue with his short legs, and kept yelling loudly.

Different from the shocked people around, Ruojin's expression on his face was very flat. After Boss Ruotuo talked to him just now, Boss Ruotuo directly told him the identity and deeds of the Kitchen God. The shock on Ruo Jin's face was not less than the shock on everyone's face now.

"It's really unexpected that the stupid and cute rice crust will be the revered Kitchen God in history."

Ying, who immediately thought about the reason, picked up Guoba and squeezed Guoba's small face in surprise, and Guoba gave Ying a big smiling face. It seemed that Guoba was no different from usual .

"But why does Guoba look shocked? Could it be that Guoba has forgotten who he is?"

He took the hat from Ruojin and put it on his head. Seeing that Guoba was also shocked at this time, Hu Tao asked a little puzzled. Logically speaking, Guoba shouldn't be so shocked.

"I just heard from Boss Ruotuo that the Kitchen God lost all his strength and fell into a deep sleep for the sake of people in the early years, and his intelligence was also greatly reduced. Now it is no different from the wisdom of a child."

"Also, Ying, if you don't stop what you're doing, the rice crust may be bald by you."

Seeing that Ying had been plucking the hair on Guoba's forehead without any intention of stopping, Ruojin also reminded Xiangling, and Xiangling only reacted after seeing the big ball of hair on Ying's hand.

"Ying! What are you doing!"

"Hey! I'm sorry, I was too concerned to listen to Ruojin's words just now, and I didn't notice that the movement of my hands changed from stroking my head to plucking my hair."

"Lululu~"

Guoba scratched his somewhat cool forehead and didn't take the matter of Ying plucking his hair to heart. It may be because of the exhaustion of his strength. In Ruojin's opinion, compared with the friendly kitchen god in the mouth of the Dragon King Ruo Tuo, now The rice crust looks more simple and honest.

It's just that the hair on the forehead is obviously thinner now, and the rice crust is matched with the simple and honest smile. Ruojin couldn't help but want to laugh when he saw it. In order to prevent himself from laughing accidentally, Ruojin also changed the subject.

"Okay, okay, let's not talk about this, tomorrow is Xiangling's day to compete with competitors from other countries, are you ready?"

"Brother Jin, don't worry, I've already made preparations! But do you still know the story of rice crust, Brother Jin?"

After patting her chest to indicate that there was no problem, Xiangling asked about the rice crust again. Xiangling, who had long regarded the rice crust as her family, now wanted to know what the rice crust did before to become what it is now.

"This... Boss Ruotuo didn't explain the specific situation to me very clearly..."

"Haha, Xiangling, don't make things difficult for him, let me tell you a story about the Kitchen God."

Not far away, I heard the conversation of Ruojin and the others clearly. After knowing that Ruojin didn’t know much about the Kitchen God, Grandma Ping also slowly came to the few people and told them the story about the Kitchen God. .

(End of this chapter)