The Fox Comes from Outer World

I looked into the spider's green eyes and tried to guess what it was thinking. At this point, if it had any expression at all, the meaning in its eyes must be "sincerity."

He was sincere enough to make a deal with me, and he really wanted the recipe.

My nervousness gradually settled down.

The hole had already been blocked off by it, so it was impossible for me to break out by myself.

I said to Jin Lun, "That chicken wing wasn't roasted by me. It was roasted by that Taoist. The menu is with him, why don't you come with me and get it? "

Jin Lun agreed half-confidently.

I turned and walked back into the cave, walking quickly, like a gust of wind.

The spider was right behind me, but out of caution it was still a few steps away from me.

When I returned to the door of the room, Qing Ling was still struggling with a pile of spider webs. Those spider webs were extremely tenacious and difficult to deal with, no wonder he had warned me not to touch anything in the cave!

When he saw me return, his face lit up, but when he saw the spider spirit following behind me, his eyes filled with doubt and vigilance.

"I came to help him pick up the menu, because the brocade wheel said that he likes to eat the chicken wings you grilled." As I walked, I pretended to be calm and said loudly to Qing Ling. At the same time, with my back to the wheel, I gave Tsui Ling a fierce look. What can I do to get you out of here?

Qing Ling was stunned for a moment before shaking her head at me. "No, the formula for the chicken wings cannot be spread out. It is because I made it for a friend."

"Special items are an exception. Could it be that Jin Lun can't be considered our special friend?"

I stood at the mouth of the cave and turned to look at the wheel, which was following me.

The enemy had been lured into the depths, but how could he defeat it? At first, I thought Qing Ling had already escaped, but I didn't expect him to be entangled by a spider web.

"Where are your silver scissors?" I whispered.

Qing Ling gave me a meaningful glance. "He fell into the cave."

I immediately stepped over the barrier and pretended to fall. My hand found the silver scissors.

As I held the scissors in my hand, Qing Ling told me, "It's not impossible for you to get an exception. However, I can only tell you who knows about this formula."

"You are all my prisoners now, what right do you have to refuse my request?"

I was afraid that he would be angered, so I quickly whispered, "Don't worry, I'll tell him to tell me the menu, and then I'll tell you in secret, won't I?"

A sullen expression appeared on Jin Lun's face as he reluctantly nodded his head.

I walked over to Tsui Ling, opened my wide sleeves wide, and pretended to listen to his whisper. At the same time, I shoved the scissors into his hand.

Jin Lun waited patiently by the side, his bright eyes darting between Qing Ling and me.

It's a complicated recipe, I said, looking surprised.

The complexity of the material used to craft the secret recipe exceeded my imagination. After hearing what was said, I couldn't help but be attracted to him and ask, "Are you sure you were talking about the recipe for the roasted chicken and not the entire Han Dynasty?"

Qing Ling was stunned for a moment before asking me, "What is a full banquet?"

I don't know what that means. He just said it out loud.

This seems to be a very common phenomenon. There are always some inexplicable words popping out of my mouth. I don't feel it when I say it, but those who hear it don't understand what it is at all. Of course, when I came back to myself, I didn't quite understand the meaning of those words myself.

I thought of something people around me used to say to me. They said I was a strange person, always saying and doing things that didn't make sense. I myself have often been puzzled by this situation, because I can't remember where I've ever heard such a phrase.

At this moment, this phrase popped out again, causing Qing Ling to be stunned.

However, the current situation was urgent, and he didn't have the time to investigate anything.

On the contrary, Jin Lun was interested in it. "All the seats in the Han Dynasty? It sounds delicious. I want this recipe too! "

I was exasperated. "I don't know how to write this recipe."

The chakram flew out, "No, I say we have to take it! Write something for me! "

Then, without knowing where, I pulled out a pen and paper and shoved them in front of me.

I took it and reluctantly began to write. He wrote down the name of the entire Han Dynasty, including the secret cooking method of the Qing-Ling Sect. However, he couldn't write a single word after that.

I really don't know what it is, let alone write out its formula!

"This kind of thing, it's fine if I don't write it!" Qing Ling suddenly grabbed the pen and paper and wadded them together with the menu. "I've already said it before, that recipe is only for my most important friend to see. You ugly bastard, you should know your own limits!"

At the same time, with a slight force of his hand, the piece of paper, which was just filled with recipes, turned into ashes in his hand.

Jin Lun flew into a rage as he suddenly spat out a bundle of spider silk from his mouth. "Bastard! How dare you call me an ugly bastard! I'll kill you!"

With a strong stench, the silver spider silk coiled around Qing Ling! Qing Ling moved to the side to avoid the entanglement of the spider silk. Then, she waved her hand and the spider web was forcefully retracted as if it was scalded.

"What, you actually …" The spider covered its mouth, revealing a painful expression. At the same time, it stared at Qingling in shock and anger.

It turned out that Qing Ling had finally removed all the spider webs from his body. Not only that, he was holding a pair of silver scissors in his hand.

The spider silk was afraid of silver, so there was nothing Jin Lun could do about Qing Ling.

I stood a little closer to it, and now it threw its rage at me.

"You liar, you clearly promised me, but now, you actually went back on your word!" It lunged at me, and a bundle of flexible spider silk coiled around me!

I went back to my mummy state and couldn't help but feel depressed. "I didn't go back on my word. The menu was torn apart by Qing Ling. The one who went back on his word is him!" "Why don't you go catch him!"

Spider looked at Qing Ling with fear in his eyes. He turned to me and said in a muffled voice, "I can't beat him at the moment!"

"So you came to hit me?"

Spider's eyes revealed a look of certainty. "I can't beat a tough opponent, are you not allowed to pick a soft persimmon to pinch?"

I'm a soft persimmon? What kind of logic was this!

I was even more depressed.

I, a soft persimmon, was tied up with spider silk and could not move, so I could only lie on the ground like Hock Seng and watch the fight.

After dealing with me, the spider spirits waved their arms and legs, and a sticky spider web appeared at the end of each of their claws as they ferociously pounced towards Qing Ling.

Its green eyes made the cave look green, and the silver threads of its claws danced like the sleeves of a dancer, so at first glance it was dazzling.

Qing Ling twisted her waist and dodged the first round of attacks from the spider spirit. Her black figure was like a swallow, gracefully flying left and right in the cave. Although her movements were nimble, but there were too many spider webs, almost forming a cocoon around the cave we were in.