I Brush Attributes from Ghosts

Zhang Hao was not sure and asked: "Ajian, which God of Cookery are you talking about?"

Shangguan Jianguo rolled his eyes, he couldn't laugh or cry and said: "Zhang Hao, the God of Cookery is the God of Cookery, do you think there is a second God of Cookery?"

"Uh..." Zhang Hao scratched his head in embarrassment, his eyes were full of unsatisfactory shock: "The God of Cookery is here."

It seemed that he knew who the God of Cookery was, but thinking that the God of Cookery would come, Zhang Hao subconsciously refused to believe it, thinking that there was someone else.

Anyone who is not a fool can see that the "God of Cookery" in Zhang Hao's mouth is not simple, and even Lu Hongwu, who is from a hermit family, is shocked.

Suddenly, Wang Ping glanced at Zhang Hao and the others who were in shock, and said hesitantly.

"The God of Cookery you're talking about, do you mean the God of Cookery who eats ghosts?"

From the looks of everyone, they said with one voice.

"Yes, it's him."

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Bangziguo, International Airport.

Instructed by Captain Wang, Shangguan Jianguo came to Seoul International Airport early in the morning to pick up the famous God of Cookery.

Out of curiosity about the God of Cookery, Wang Ping, Chu Lili and others also came to see the legendary God of Cookery.

"Have you never seen the God of Cookery?" Wang Ping was a little surprised.

A few seconds ago, Shangguan Jianguo, Lu Hongwu and others all said that they knew the God of Cookery, but they had never seen the God of Cookery with their own eyes.

"No, it's true that the God of Cookery is famous. Almost all Chinese ghost exorcists who know a little about the world know the name of the God of Cookery, but very few people have seen him. He is a dragon who sees his head and tail." Lu Hongwu shrugged.

"Don't look at me." Seeing everyone looking at him, Shangguan Jianguo spread his hands and said, "It's true that the God of Cookery is a member of the government, but it doesn't mean that a small person like me can see him."

According to Wang Ping's information on the "Tao" software news, the God of Cookery is a government official, born in Guangdong, commonly known as Cantonese.

God of Cookery, his real name is not God of Cookery, God of Cookery is just a title, a respectful name for him in the Huaxia Exorcism World.

The reason why he is called the God of Cookery is not because the God of Cookery can cook, or is a chef, but because the God of Cookery likes to eat. This kind of eating is different from others. It is not eating and eating vegetables, but eating ghosts!

Yes, the God of Cookery likes to eat ghosts, and he will eat all kinds of ghosts.

Normally, ghost exorcists kill ghosts to drive them away, but God of Cookery is different, he eats ghosts.

According to God of Cookery, ghosts are very delicious, with many flavors, each with a different taste, and there is nothing more delicious than ghosts in the world.

Of course, besides eating ghosts, he also likes to eat all kinds of delicacies.

It can be said that if Mr. Pei is the man standing at the top of the food chain, then God of Cookery is the man who stands on Mr. Pei's head and stands at the top of the food chain.

Time flies, the plane arrives.

Shangguan Jianguo held a sign with the Chinese characters "God of Cookery" and waited for a long time.

Not long after, a man with a hamburger came towards Wang Ping and the others.

"Let's go." The man smiled.

Shangguan Jianguo asked subconsciously, "May I ask who you are?"

The man took a bite of the hamburger and pointed to the sign: "It says the word God of Cookery, you should be Shangguan Jianguo, right?"

Seeing Shangguan Jianguo nodding, the man stuffed the remaining hamburger into his mouth and chewed, "That's right, let's go."

People say that for this sake, even a fool can understand, this person is the God of Cookery!

In an instant, everyone exploded with vigor, looking at the person eating a hamburger in front of them.

Sure enough, people live up to their name!

This person is fat, with plump cheeks, but not greasy, with a feeling of baby fat. He looks like a cute and fat old man.

A round face, thick eyebrows, squinting eyes, and a small beard make up a simple and honest face. Looking at his clothes, he is simple and ordinary.

On the contrary, the belt around his waist is very special. Of course, it is not the belt of an armored warrior, but a special belt, made of unknown cloth, with many small pockets, and the pockets are filled with bottles and cans.

Wang Ping glanced at the God of Cookery and whispered.

"Don't mess with God of Cookery, this is a monster."

Lu Hongwu and the others were surprised, this was the first time they saw Wang Ping say such a thing about someone.

Everyone couldn't help being confused and curious, monster?Is this what Mr. Wang Ping means when he says that the God of Cookery is very strong?As strong as a monster.

But, why can't they see that the God of Cookery is very strong, and they always feel that the God of Cookery is very stubborn, belonging to the kind of big fat man who is harmless to humans and animals.

Perhaps this is the strong one, and only by cultivating awe-inspiring righteousness can they sense each other's strong ones.

Everyone thought so.

Zhang Hao quietly asked Wang Ping: "Mr. Wang Ping, did you see something?"

Wang Ping nodded.

"Why can't we see anything?" Everyone wondered.

"Can't see it? Didn't you see that squinting eye?" Wang Ping pointed at the eyes of God of Cookery without a trace: "Squinting eyes are all monsters."

Everyone: "..."

At this time, there is only one big Wo Ri in everyone's heart.

at this time.

"Jianguo, I heard that the Wang family, one of the five surnames and seven Wangs, has also come this time. The future heir of the Wang family who has cultivated a noble and upright spirit when he was only in his twenties." The God of Cookery took out another hamburger from his bag. Eat up.

"Yes, Senior God of Cookery, this is Wang Ping." Shangguan Jianguo hurriedly introduced Wang Ping to God of Cookery.

Without waiting for the introduction, Wang Ping reached out to the God of Cookery to shake hands with him first, and said with a smile.

"God of Cookery, Leihou, my name is Wang Ping, and we are fellow villagers." Wang Ping spoke Cantonese: "Let's eat Hu Jianren some other day."

Wang Ping was born in Pengcheng, and he and the God of Cookery belong to Cantonese.

Everyone was stunned, their eyes widened.

At the same moment, a word appeared in their minds, "Cantonese eat everything, but Fujian people like it the most."

The God of Cookery froze for a moment, his eyes, which were already so small that there was only a slit left, narrowed even smaller, and responded in Cantonese with a smile.

"Hu Jianren turned into a ghost is very delicious. I will take you to eat with me another day. Hu Jianren's ghost is served with minced garlic and dipped in Chubang soy sauce. It tastes great."

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Wang Ping met with the God of Cookery, and at the same time, he was in the prison town, one of the thirteen places where China's thirteen ancient yin qi erupted.

The place of prison is located in the underground of the Forbidden City.

Unlike the Cemetery Mountain, the place where the yin energy of the Cemetery Mountain erupts is located underground, which is really in the underground of the Cemetery Mountain.

But the place of prison is different. The place of prison is located in the underground of the Forbidden City, but it is not the underground of the real Forbidden City. It seems to be like the universe and a black hole.

There are black holes in the universe, but no one knows where the black holes lead. The interior of the black hole forms a space of its own.

The same is true for the prison town. It is located deep underground in the Forbidden City. If you look at the prison town from the underground, it is just a ten-kilometer crack in the ground.

The width of the underground crack is not large, only three to four kilometers in size.

If you think that the cracks in the ground are only that big, only ten kilometers long and three to four kilometers wide, you will be very wrong.

In that crack, it seems to be an alien space, with an extremely vast area, covering a vast area, including the sky, the earth, and rivers, lakes, seas, and mountains.

It is not an exaggeration to say that the crack in the ground is the gateway to hell.

This is the place where the prison is suppressed, one of the thirteen ancient places where Yin Qi erupts in China.

The world only knows that the Forbidden City is the imperial capital of the Qing and Ming dynasties, but they don't know why the Qing and Ming dynasties established the imperial capital here.

That's because the Qing and Ming dynasties wanted to use the luck of a country to suppress the place of prison.

The place where the ancient yin qi erupted can only be suppressed with the luck of the country, and suppressed by the power of the whole world.

At this time, in the vast prison town, where the sky is blood red and the world is bleak, there is an unknown mountain top.

Two figures appeared here, one with blond hair and brown eyes, who looked not Chinese but a foreigner, the other was wearing a huge windbreaker, tall and big, like a tall tower.

If Wang Ping were here, he would definitely be able to recognize this foreigner. Isn't this man Rogers?

Rogers came to the top of this mountain with the king's fighting spirit.

On the top of the mountain, there is an old man with a fairy spirit sitting cross-legged on the boulder on the top of the mountain. He is like an eternal sculpture, standing motionless and covered with dust.

Focusing on this old man with a sense of demeanor, Rogers cupped his hands.

"Senior Taishang Laojun."

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There are many boulders on the top of the mountain, and the old man sat cross-legged on it. I don’t know how many years he has been sitting here, and a thick layer of dust has accumulated on his body, as if he had been sitting.

Those who don't know will definitely think that the old man is dead, sitting cross-legged for a long time.

Accompanied by Rogers' respectful words, the old man remained silent, as if dead.

If ordinary people saw this, they would definitely leave. Who would want to talk to a dead man? If he hadn't known about the old man in advance, Rogers would have made the move to leave.

He knew that this old man with a Chinese mythical name was alive and well for a long, long time, at least from the Qing Dynasty to the present.

After waiting for a while, the old man still did not move, and Rogers bowed his hands again.

"Senior Taishang Laojun, I came to look for you under the order of Senior Wang Tongtian, and Senior Wang Tongtian asked me to give you this thing."

Speaking, Rogers took out an item, which was a whisk.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but when the whisk was taken out, a strong wind blew up on the top of the mountain, making a sound of hunting, and the verdant ancient forest of Jiamu swayed and rustled.

It seems that this is a remarkable item, with the power to shock the world.