Chapter 218 Fat Youyou Wants to Drink Spicy Soup, the Immortal Grass Passed Down for Thousands of Years and Destiny

As evening approaches, the sky over Fox Mountain becomes darker without realizing it.

The strong wind poured into the bronze hall, carrying yellow sand and blowing throughout the hall.

Bai Mo sat behind the bronze table, next to Peach Blossom Eyes, holding a piece of dog tongue grass.

"...This grass is just like a dog's tongue, it will drip water and dissipate heat through the tongue-shaped leaves.

"If there is too much water on its tongue, it means that the ambient temperature is too high and it can't stand it anymore. It needs to add some frozen soup underground..."

Peach Blossom Eyes nodded, raised her fluffy ears, and listened carefully.

"Uh-huh-huh."

We don’t have enough time today. Tomorrow we will ask our brothers to get a truck of frozen soup and deliver it to the medicine field!

After instructing Taohuayan, Bai Mo picked up the guy and held him in his arms.

"It will be dinner time soon, let's wait with Master!"

He rolled his fat head with peach blossom eyes, grinned, white mist rose up in his palm, and the scene of the real world appeared.

But I saw that it was the darkest moment before dawn, there was a thin layer of fog in the air, and the street lamps on the road cast cone-shaped beams of light.

brush……

Huang Sitong was wearing sportswear and riding a small electric donkey, speeding through the empty highway.

Her clothes were not thick, and the cold wind blew through her body, making her body cold.

But the face inside her helmet, with her stern eyes, was very proud.

"hey-hey!"

Riding a little electric donkey like this, traveling through the deepest night before dawn, to save the world... "It's so romantic!"

The back seat of the fast-moving electric donkey had not much space, and the two foxes, Fat Youyou and Bai Zhaozhao, had their bellies pressed against their backs, squatting together.

They were wearing invisibility cloaks, and they also took out two round helmets from the small medicine box and put them on each... Master said that you must wear a helmet when riding an electric donkey!

…

In the bronze hall, Bai Mo was a little confused.

"Are you going to attack Song Xiangshuai?

"But Huang Sitong...she...is she strong enough?"

Bai Mo waved his hand, and a second cloud of white mist rose in the air.

But it was a broadcast picture from Black Stone Bone.

If you zoom out, you can see that in this dark night, the deep darkness and hazy fog submerged the bakery on the outskirts of the city.

The light bulb at the door dimmed.

The outline of the high factory wall is blurred.

When you look inside the factory wall, you can see big trees, factory buildings, and alleys with some deep and strange footprints.

Behind the factory building, there is a room where Song Xiangshuai's family sleeps soundly. Outside the window, there are dense and blurry shadows.

Song Xiangshuai was already being stared at by countless pairs of eyes in the darkness!

Huang Sitong, can she handle it?

…

"Sitong, Song Xiangshuai is in extreme danger right now. Do you have a way to feed him the medicine?"

In his mind, the voice of the ancient immortal master came.

brush……

In the night, in the thick fog, Huang Sitong stopped the electric donkey at the entrance of a dark alley.

"Hey, master, don't worry, I have a solution!"

She took out a large invisibility cloak from her satchel and put it on.

Immediately, the whole person hid his figure and disappeared.

Behind her, Fat Youyou and Bai Claw were covered in invisibility cloaks and wearing helmets. At this time, they had pulled down their helmet goggles.

The goggles are inlaid with cross-eyed grass seeds modified by the master. They are made of the same material as the sniper scopes with large and small eyes. They can reflect invisibility and you can see Huang Sitong under the invisibility cloak!

The two foxes were very proud, tilting their fat heads and grinning silently.

They followed Huang Sitong, left the alley, walked through the heavy fog, walked through the night, and arrived at the door of a dimly lit breakfast shop.

But I saw that this was a spicy spicy soup restaurant. A large pot of spicy spicy soup had just been cooked and the boss was stirring it.

The lady boss next to her was cutting a piece of freshly baked scallion pancake. When the kitchen knife cuts into the freshly baked crispy scallion pancake, it makes a crisp sound.

The taxi driver who got up early sat at the stall, drinking spicy soup and eating freshly baked scallion pancakes.

"Hey, your scallion pancakes are freshly baked and the best!

"It won't taste like that if you come to eat it later."

Huang Sitong was covered in her invisibility cloak and swallowed secretly. She hadn't had breakfast and was hungry!

Fat Youyou was covered in an invisibility cloak and swallowed a mouthful of saliva... That soup was hot and delicious!

The white claws were covered in the invisibility cloak, and their eyes widened... That cake was golden yellow and looked delicious!

…

Fox Mountain, in the Bronze Hall.

With the peach blossom eyes of the audience, he squatted in the master's arms and swallowed his saliva.

Bai Mo immediately waved his hand.

“The canteen is making scallion pancakes tonight!

“The white-stem green onions grown in Fox Mountain are both medicinal and fragrant.

"There is also cordyceps and spicy soup, which is also arranged."

…

In the spicy soup shop, the proprietress smiled and chatted with the customers.

"You know how to eat!

"My spicy soup and scallion pancakes are also eaten by Boss Song's handsome boy on the street next door! He has been eating them for many years!"

The boss lady skillfully cut a portion of freshly baked scallion pancakes and put them into a paper bag.

"He is already in college, but every time he comes home, he still orders this cake from me. He called me to place an order last night, hehe."

Next to him, in his invisibility cloak, Huang Sitong cautiously approached the table where the landlady was dining.

She followed Song Xiangshuai on Kuaidu and saw Song Xiangshuai sharing this store many times.

Last night I saw Song Xiangshuai's video, saying he wanted to eat it this morning.

Isn't this a coincidence?

She reached into her pocket and found a small bottle of medicinal soup, which was the "recycled medicinal soup" that had just been refined.

Seeing the landlady, she took out a lunch box and filled it with spicy soup... Is this portion for Song Xiangshuai?

Do you want to pour the recycled medicine soup in?

If a mistake is made and someone else drinks the recovered medicine soup, will it kill someone?

So is she guilty of poisoning?

While she was struggling, she saw the proprietress adding a spoonful of balsamic vinegar, two spoons of sesame oil, and three spoons of chili pepper to the spicy soup.

correct!

That's right!

Song Xiangshuai’s favorite formula is this!

When the landlady bent down to take out the lid of the packing box, Huang Sitong took out a small bottle of medicinal soup. Under the cover of his invisibility cloak, he secretly reached out his hand, pointed it at the bowl of spicy soup, and poured the recycled medicinal soup into it.

This silver medicinal soup has a very high density. When it drips on the surface of the spicy soup, it makes a "ticking" sound, which scares Huang Sitong! But it is precisely because the density of the medicinal soup is high enough that by the time Huang Sitong stopped and the landlady stood up, the medicinal soup had already passed through the oily spicy seeds on the surface of the spicy soup, and then passed through the sauce-colored spicy soup, passing through the tofu skin, meat slices, and yellow flowers. The vegetables and vermicelli sank to the bottom of the bowl of spicy soup.

The lady boss didn't notice anything unusual and closed the lid of the lunch box with a click.

Huang Sitong breathed a sigh of relief, touched his beating heart, turned around and slipped away quietly, back to the entrance of the alley where she parked the electric donkey.

The proprietress also moved quickly, packed the bags, and called the boy, "Send this meal to Boss Song's house in the bakery."

The first step in recovering Huangzhongli is to drug Song Xiangshuai. It’s done!

…

In the bronze hall, Bai Mo frowned.

"What do these mean?

"If you give Song Xiangshuai some medicine, can you take back Huang Zhongli?"

Just like that, he switched his sight back to the bakery.

Then I saw a small electric donkey driving into the foggy bakery and going straight to the back of the factory. Surrounded by pairs of eyes in the darkness, it knocked on a door and delivered the meal to the sleepy Song Xiang. inside.

Then he saw Song Xiangshuai taking the meal, returning to the brightly lit room, opening the package with muscle memory, pinching a piece of crispy scallion pancake with his fingers, and eating it.

Click...

He chewed the scallion pancake, grinned, and was half asleep.

Then open the lid of the fast food box, look at the spicy soup sprinkled with oil and spicy seeds, and smell the aroma first.

"Huh? That's right!

"The smell of vinegar, sesame oil, spicy oil! And the spiciness of this spicy soup!

"Ah! Warm! Comfortable! So refreshing! Hahaha!"

He was already awakened by the warm smell, and his sleepiness was swept away.

“The first bite has to be the most delicious!

"If you wait until daybreak to eat this cake and drink this soup, it won't taste like this anymore."

He directly picked up the hot and spicy soup, and under the gaze of countless eyes, he put his mouth to the edge of the fast food box, took a big gulp of the hot and spicy soup with added ingredients, and poured it into his mouth. !

…

In the bronze hall, Bai Mo watched this scene.

He had already investigated and found out that the medicine Huang Sitong administered had hallucinogenic properties and the effect of awakening memories. The effect is simple and the ingredients are not complicated. But the medicinal soup was also mixed with a large amount of strange particles, several kinds of particles, and I don't know where they came from.

"So, what are the main ingredients that can be effective in recycling yellow plums?

"It's those kinds of powder that made Song Xiangshuai cry?"

…

Urban village, small hotel.

In the dark room, Black Stone Bone was lying on the bed, his eyes out of focus.

His vision is on Song Xiangshuai's side!

"What...what's going on?

"Can this bowl of spicy spicy soup be so delicious that it makes people cry?

"Or is there a situation?"

With a thought in his mind, he jumped up from the bed, opened the window, and jumped out!

The man was in mid-air, and black insect clouds were spit out from his mouth and nose, wrapping him up and carrying him, like a gust of wind, taking him flying out of the alley, high into the sky, towards the bakery on the outskirts of the city!

…

A cloudy dreamland at dusk.

In the main hall, the Medicine Monkey Ancient Immortal stopped his lecture and raised his hand to keep King Crocodile, who was about to start playing, quiet.

His eyes were also out of focus, and he was seeing the present world through a dream, through an inconspicuous disciple.

"Why is he crying?

"Has recycling started?"

…

The ruins of the walls were shrouded in the dusk.

The thin ancient immortal sat on the broken wall, his eyes out of focus.

"Remote recycling?

"I miscalculated, I didn't see the descendants of the Holy Land!

"What do we need to do to catch the successor?"

…

The waves of the river flowed by, coming from the twilight, and the waves washed away, going into the twilight!

Sitting on a bronze chair by the river, the haggard ancient immortal stared angrily!

“The herbs must be obtained!

"The successor must be caught!

"Everything inherited from the Holy Land must be mine!"

…

In the quiet monitoring room of the Fairy Arts Committee, there was only the hum of the computer fan.

The three people were lying on the camp bed, curled up and sleeping soundly.

The two people stood in front of the computer, staring at the small surveillance screens from different perspectives.

Suddenly, someone frowned.

"Huh? Why did Song Xiangshuai cry during breakfast?

"Should this be reported?"

The deputy captain of the picture scout next to him also frowned.

"This...he...did he not eat for a long time and suddenly ate it, which made him cry? Or did he yawn and shed tears while eating?"

They weren't sure, but they still took out their mobile phones and sent a message to the project group.

[ x-on:All members, Song Xiangshuai cried while eating breakfast, suspecting something is wrong]

The message was sent, and the next moment, Su Yaoyao's message popped up.

【 x-on:all members】

[Everything will proceed according to the original plan]

【Traffic control begins】

[Ambulance is dispatched, on standby at any time]

[Group three, retreat]

At night, in the brightly lit committee building, white mist rose from a window. In the white mist, a red peacock fluttered its wings and flew out!

Su Yaoyao sat behind Hong Bao, stretched out her hand, and pointed the direction to Hong Bao.

"That way, go!"

The peacock fluttered its wings and soared into the sky, its chirping resounding throughout the night sky.

"Gu——"

…

It was quiet in the bakery.

The workshops have been shut down for many days.

Song Xiangshuai's parents were invited out of town by a big client.

Several security guards at the factory gate had their phones vibrating, but they had received orders.

[Group three, retreat]

"Oh? Is there something wrong?"

"Retreat immediately!"

It turns out that a few days ago, these security guards had been replaced by the Fairy Arts Committee without knowing it!

Five or six of them rushed out of the guard room and rushed into a van. Before they could sit down, they closed the door with a bang, started the engine, kicked the accelerator, and with a "buzz" sound, the van staggered out of the van. Factory, rushed onto the road, and ran further and further away without looking back!

The expert team in Beijing has already evaluated this incident and found that the level of immortality involved in this incident is quite high!

Their primary goal is to maintain stability here and protect ordinary people.

As for the immortal resources involved, the committee’s tone is... try your best to get them!

At this time, the situation breaks out. Their mission as fake security guards has been completed. They need to run away as soon as possible, escape for their lives as soon as possible, and try not to be affected!

Soon, only the exhaust of the van was left in the air.

The lights in the guard room had not had time to be turned off, and in the dark night and heavy fog, they turned dim to a dim yellow.

At the very back of the factory, in a brightly lit room, Song Xiangshuai ate spicy soup and really made herself cry.

He was holding the snack box, and for some reason, the more he drank, the more he wanted to cry, and tears rolled down his face.

Hula la...

He drank up a large bowl of spicy soup, exposing the bottom of the bowl.

But the bottom of the bowl turned out to be silver, stained with some spicy soup stains, like a dirty mirror.

In this mirror, Song Xiangshuai saw his crying face and his eyes that were swollen from crying.

"Why...why am I crying?"

His tears were still pouring out, blurring his vision and himself in the mirror.

He seemed to see his face blurring into his father's face.

He seemed to see that his father, who was as tall and handsome as him, was originally a gangster, but he deliberately planned a scam and married the daughter of the director of the bakery.

He seemed to see again that his grandfather, who was as tall and handsome as him, was originally a poor man, but he deliberately made a scam and slept with a girl from the city...

In this dirty mirror, in these hazy tearful eyes, he saw his father, his grandfather, his grandfather's father, his grandfather's grandfather...

Generation after generation, these tall, handsome, and strong men like him are either in modern high-rise buildings, or in poor rural areas decades ago, or in the years of gunfire and gunfire...or wearing suits, or Wearing robes, military uniforms, or being so poor that they are barely clothed...

Generation after generation, these men, whether poor or rich, developed or downcast, can always rely on their handsome appearance and strong body to sleep with women who are enough to make them stand up, so that they can successfully give birth to sons and pass them on from generation to generation... …

From ancient times to the present, generations of people have also experienced many dangers.

One of his grandfather's grandfather's grandfather... was once reduced to the queen's favor and was not qualified to have children. He had to live with a female official in order to give birth to a son!

One of his grandfather's grandfather's grandfather...had become a man in Prince Longyang's account. He also relied on his blood instinct and by living with a maid to give birth to a son and continue the inheritance and bloodline.

His tearful eyes were still hazy, and his eyes were still locked on the dirty mirror. He saw history in the mirror constantly going back, and saw time going back. He saw generations of his ancestors, from modern times to ancient times, from tall buildings to To earthen houses, to increasingly ancient dynasties, to increasingly primitive societies...

Seeing the wind, rain and time destroying the ruins from nowhere...

Seeing the beginning of human civilization, looking for tools in the ruins...

I saw fire raining down from the sky, dragons turning over on the earth, palaces collapsing, and the world being destroyed...

Before the destruction of the human world, at the foot of the majestic hall, the ancient immortal with fluttering sleeves fed a medicinal herb into the mouth of his first ancestor.

Seeing that the ancient immortal's eyes were also dim with tears, he heard the ancient immortal speak to his ancestors and to him outside the mirror.

“Let’s pass on the medicinal herbs!

“Generation after generation, pass it on!

“Until one day, someone comes and takes the herb!

"This...is your fate!"

Song Xiangshuai burst into tears, her tears couldn't stop and her vision was completely blurred!

He curled up and scratched the fast food box.

"Ah! Ah!

"Fate?

"Destiny!"

This fairy grass inheritance is purely original by the author. Isn’t it very innovative? Anyway, I admire myself!

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