Chapter 665 Before the Wind Rises (Thanks to the Demon Spirit, I Want to Call the Police, the Leader)

In another quiet room, the young samurai took three steps back respectfully, bowed his head again, and said goodbye to the old man of Luming Pavilion: "Then, I will ask you to take care of me next."

"Here and there, as members of the public family, it is our duty to take care of each other. Mr. Jiujing is so young, and everything in the future will depend on you."

The old minister also responded with a smile and a salute. There were no errors or omissions, and he couldn't see the arrogance of Kyoto people.

Only after Satomi Kujing left did the smile on his face gradually fade away.

"He's a nice young man, isn't he?"

he said to himself.

In the shadow behind him, a vague outline emerged, responding to the Lord's words: "Looking from below, he is indeed very handsome."

"However, his eyes are like those of a fox."

Recalling those slender eyes, my husband lowered his eyes and frowned.

This does not mean being cunning like a fox or being charming.

It's just that he has an uneasy prejudice. No matter how upright and solemn they look, I always feel that those eyes always carry an unspeakable evil spirit...

Like a chasm leading to darkness.

"But in the final analysis, the idea that you can recognize people by looking at their eyes and faces is unreliable. This is nothing more than a personal speculation, so it is a joke to exclude talented people."

He paused for a moment, then suddenly raised his voice and said, "Keep an eye on him."

The attendant in the shadow nodded and obeyed.

The samurai are lackeys.

Just like what Kakuyama once said, no matter how high-sounding it is, the mission of a samurai is to walk for the Lord. Whether it's fighting in battle or eliminating troubles, they are all responsibilities.

This is the essence that cannot be concealed by "Ye Yin Wen Shu" or any number of "Wu Lun Shu".

After stripping away the layers of halo and so-called moral principles, only the part that belongs to the ‘Yongjim stick’ can best represent itself.

Goons, bodyguards, soldiers...

To the public, they are just dogs.

But there are many types of dogs, including loyal dogs, fierce dogs, crazy dogs, useless dogs, and dogs that betray their owners... There are also disgusting old housekeeper dogs like Inujiang.

In the midst of pondering, the husband suddenly raised his head and gave instructions to the servant outside the house: "Later, take my name badge and go to see Inujiang Fengxuan... Just say that I have admired Satomi for a long time. Su Wen There are eight secret treasures hidden in the Satomi family, and I yearn for them. Would you be lucky enough to see them?"

"yes."

The attendants outside the house turned and ran away.

In the silence, no one spoke.

When the car door opened, Hu Hu saw Guo Shouche's old face with a strange smile.

Holding his own little teapot, he sighed: "It's great to be young. It reminds me of my old age... Sure enough, you should find a partner when you are young. It doesn't matter if it's a boy or girl, just be happy!"

Amber's mood became helpless again.

There is no way, I really can't handle this old bastard.

So, just like the Egyptian genealogy is rich in orthopedics, the Roman genealogy is rich in perverts, and the Russian genealogy likes little boys... Could it be that the Eastern Xia genealogy is rich in such troublesome old monsters?

Think about Lu Wu, think about Xuanniao, think about Zhu Yin and the Qing Emperor...

Amber's head started to hurt.

"It's what you always say." She leaned on the car seat and sighed heavily.

"Don't be so sluggish. When you are young, you should go out more and bask in the sun more. When you get older, you will no longer want to move. Sitting in a small room day after day, the only thing you can talk about is cooking. kill time."

Guo Shouque sipped the tea that seemed to be endless in the pot, looked at her embarrassed look, and gloated: "You seem to be very annoyed by your work."

Amber shrugged, "Who says it's not the case? Thousands of threads, all thrown together, and finally a mess..."

Guo Shouque shook his head: "I'm talking about Xiao Hu."

"It's 'Amber'!" The girl raised her voice: "I'm Erzhu and Xiao Cuihua. Please respect Yingzhou's tradition and don't call her like a kid from Northeastern China?"

The old man curled his lips: "It's just a title. At your age, my granddaughter is already too young. Aren't you calling me Xiaohu the same as calling me Nannan?" He paused and asked, "What did you say? Murderer, is he powerful?"

"..." Amber hesitated and sighed helplessly: "It's not a question of whether he's powerful or not, it's just that he's very troublesome."

"How much trouble?"

"No matter who the opponent is, now, this is obviously a means to stir up the troubled waters and interrupt the selection of the head of the Satomi family... Before the Kitchen Demon trial is over, I don't know what kind of trouble will be caused."

"What's more, that idiot Satomi Buju died in a place like that, which gave the Luming Hall the best excuse. They just wanted the Satomi family to admit that the situation was out of control, and then take over completely.

Inujie, that old man, brought out the old rules and started some kind of showdown with the cooking demons, which was what hindered them. "

Kohaku rubbed his brows and sighed regretfully: "I'm afraid this is just a prelude. Soon, the Satomi family will gradually become a battlefield between the public family and the samurai family."

She could foresee that that day was very near.

Nara will definitely turn into a huge whirlpool by then...

"That's why I envy you young people."

Guo Shouque laughed inexplicably and asked, "How long do you think the Imperial Kitchen Demon Trial will last under such circumstances?"

Amber thought for a while and replied: "We are halfway through now, but we should be more cautious in the future. If we want to really get to the bottom of it, it will take at least a month, right?"

"A month? Then wouldn't the kimchi I picked before going out be spoiled?

Guo Shouque frowned in shock.

"So, it's already time, so don't worry about your kimchi, okay? Besides, it's only been a month, so it's okay to just leave the kimchi alone."

"Other pickles are fine, but my pickles are not good. The blood of the Kitchen Demon also has a shelf life. Wait until next month. Where can I find so much Blood of the Kitchen Demon to replace the water?"

"..." Amber rolled her eyes, speechless.

"So, being young is really good. You can do everything slowly."

Guo Shouque sighed, and said sincerely, "When people get older, they will know that time is precious, and they will not be willing to waste too much time on meaningless things.

What is precious is not patience, but decisiveness. "

"Those who have only a few days left will understand how precious time and efficiency are."

He put down the teapot and suddenly said: "Xiao Hu, please help me arrange the duel."

Let’s not mention what the hell Xiao Hu’s name is for Northeast Wind. Amber sighed feebly, unable to correct it any more, and just asked: “Who do you always want to name?”

"Is there a list?"

Amber took out a few notebooks from the bag behind the car seat, searched for them casually, and handed over a book of information. Guo Shouque took it and opened it. Including the introduction, it was only two pages.

The old man pulled out a page and pointed to the name at the front.

"This?" Kohaku glanced at him: "The general of Yamashita Cuisine? This guy is very weak. Are you planning to abuse the food?"

"No, I mean, except for this."

Guo Shouque picked up the list seriously, pointed it at Hu Hu's face, and solemnly told him: "Except for this guy who can't put himself on the table, name everyone else."

"Seven, all?"

"all."

Guo Shouque said calmly: "They are all a bunch of people trying to fish in troubled waters anyway. Rather than letting them waste my time, it's better for me to clean them up."

Amber was stunned.

"But...but this is...too..."

"What's wrong? An exaggeration? It can't really count." The corners of Guo Shouche's mouth slowly raised, and his wrinkled face showed a smile unique to predators: "A side dish of this level is only seven dishes. , could it be that I can’t eat it, old man?”

In the silence, ferocious malice from the abyss emerged from those dark eyes.

"There is a way to cut through the mess quickly. No matter what they do, as long as the game is over, the result is unshakable. Since we know it is going to be windy and rainy, isn't the most important thing to do first put away your clothes?"

He was smiling, full of anticipation.

After losing his usual decency and benevolent disguise, what was revealed was the madness and ferocity brewed from the skills of countless cooking demons.

A terrifying existence that once penetrated deep into Elysium, but did not become a meal on the plate, but escaped from the rancher.

"There's no need to be so serious, right?" Amber said blankly.

"This is professional quality, Xiao Hu."

He said matter-of-factly: "Am I not here to cook? Why don't you let me have some fun before they mess up my game?"

When this unusual feeling of hunger and thirst could no longer be concealed.

The largest monster in this imperial chef-demon trial launched a challenge to all opponents.

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"One wears seven?"

In the evening, Huaishi felt bad after receiving the news: "Is it so exaggerated?"

"Yes, it's that exaggerated." Amber said tiredly on the phone, "The old man got impatient and wanted to have a good time before someone tried to flip the table. But he started talking and I broke my leg... Agent Is the status of the employer reversed?"

"Do you need to change your agent? I would like to recommend a well-known idol chef-Mr. Huai Shi. He lives a good life and is not clingy. He collects money to do things and never causes any trouble."

"Okay, you go and have a fight with him? Whoever wins will be the winner."

"……forget it."

The corners of Huai Shi's eyes twitched.

Even though she had seen an opponent as powerful as Eliza, Huaishi still couldn't see clearly the depth of Old Man Guo. That old guy has never made a real move from the beginning of the game to now, and he is unfathomable.

At this time, he was still glad that he was not selected. How could he be so reckless as to deliver food to his door?

Miss Huai Zhi is very polite, so forget about jumping into a frying pan or something like that.

"So, you can really handle things like one against seven and wheel-to-wheel battles?"

"After all, employers are just small characters who can only muddy the waters if they stay. It's not difficult to get some leverage, or to offer a reward that you can't refuse...it's just a pain in the legs."

Huai Shi thought for a long time and said seriously: "...Hu Bo, I'm not a showman, so just forget about beating my legs."

collapse.

The sound of the phone being pinched came from the other end.

"Am I surprised?"

"Aren't I afraid that you will overthink it? Misunderstandings must be explained clearly, right?" Huai Shi rambled casually: "So, what's the specific time? What time?"

"Tonight."

Before hanging up, Amber told him: "In an hour."

I would like to recommend the new book "Taiyi" by Wu Wai Jiangshan, the big brother who introduced me to the industry. It is very awesome!