Xuanhuan: I am the bad luck villain

The canteen of Wushamen was still as lively as ever.

As a land rich man who lived in the deep mountains and surrounded by unique products, almost no one would want to use them except his own.

The food of Wushamen can be described as extremely rich.

Not only are there a variety of dishes, but basically every meal has a spiritual meal made with special spiritual objects for the disciples to enjoy and assist them in their cultivation.

Although this kind of spiritual meal made with low-level spiritual things, the effect is not very good.

But after all, it's a whoring thing for nothing, who would mind too much.

What's more, after a long period of time, this is a considerable source of aura after all.

Therefore, as long as the disciples have nothing to do, they will come here almost every day to enjoy almost the same food.

And when there are too many people, there will inevitably be some disputes, especially the pretentious cultivators, they can't bear any grievances.

But no matter how fierce the quarrel is, in the cafeteria, no one ever fights.

Because this is already an unspoken rule that disciples will abide by when dining here.

After all, the three chefs at the peak of Yuanying not only know how to cook, they are also good at beating people!
The pots and pans are on your head, not to mention some ordinary disciples, even the elders have to kneel when you come.

Moreover, these three chefs have a lot of background, they are senior veterans of Wushamen, and they are masters of the older generation who have lived for almost a thousand years.

Although the talent is limited, it is difficult to improve the cultivation base.

But the seniority is not small. It can be said that the disciples of the second generation and below in the sect all grew up eating the food they cooked, and who has not been taught by them.

Even the second-generation disciples of the same generation have a very good relationship with them, and from time to time they will get together to have a small discussion.

If they didn't like to cook and were very keen on researching dishes, these three seniors wouldn't come here to be cooks.

With the suppression of these three big Buddhas, whoever dares to cause trouble in the cafeteria will break ground on the head of Tai Sui. At that time, a kitchen utensil education may be inevitable, and no one dares to help find the place.

After all, offend the cook?Do you still want to hang out here?

At the entrance of the lively cafeteria, Qin Yu walked in with his head poking around.

He had already changed into the five-shamen disciple uniform, and not only had the Huosha pattern on his chest, but also had a fifth-generation disciple token hanging on his chest, looking around vigilantly.

After confirming that there was nothing wrong with the interior decoration of the cafeteria, and instead looked stylish, he let out a sigh of relief.

It's okay, it seems that the Demon Gate doesn't have any unique dining habits, otherwise, if it's really like the legend, with two corpses hanging on the wall, it would be too off-putting.

After adjusting his mentality, Qin Yu quickly started queuing up to receive food.

And along the way, he also discovered one thing, that is, his identity, which doesn't seem to be too low.

It goes without saying that they belong to the inner sect, this is nothing unusual, after all, there are quite a few inner sect disciples here.

But even among those inner disciples, the number of disciples of the fifth generation is not too much.

More disciples of the sixth or even seventh and eighth generations, and even some disciples of the ninth generation.

The seniority is generally lower than that of Qin Yu.

Obviously, Qin Yu entrusted the favor of his cheap master Lingluo.

Ling Luo, who has a good reputation and has practiced Taoism for a long time, is probably a disciple of the fourth generation.

It is the group with the highest status in the entire sect, except for the generation of the sect master and the fifth ancestor, the second generation of his direct descendants, and the third generation of disciples and grandchildren.

Qin Yu, who directly worshiped under Ling Luo's sect, directly jumped to the fifth generation.

Not to mention a guy who has just started, even those disciples of the Wushamen who have practiced for a hundred years may not be as high as him.

Realizing that he seemed to have become the legendary senior, Qin Yu regained his energy in an instant, with his chest raised and his head raised, he swaggered towards the food collection place.

Then he looked at the three burly men standing behind the cafeteria, and a group of chefs beside him who were also as strong as cattle, and who at first sight were not easy to mess with, and instantly became languid again.

Three silver rings!Although it is only pale silver!But it is indeed supporting role luck!

In these five evil gates, there will be three silver ring chefs!What the hell is this?

Subconsciously looked up at the halos above the heads of the three of them, but Qin Yu, who found that the chances of the three of them were generally related to various ingredients and recipes, couldn't help shaking his eyes.

Even cooking is considered luck?Sure enough, there are three thousand ways, each of which is different.

The opponent's cultivation method is quite unique.

Sensing the terrifying aura emanating from the three strong men facing him, Qin Yu carefully handed out the dinner plate.

"Well, some chefs, please call more."

Hearing this, the three chefs with expressionless faces and bodies that could fit Qin Yu directly, subconsciously glanced at each other.

"New addition?"

"Yes."

"That's fine, old rules."

While talking, one of them dug a few big spoonfuls for Qin Yu directly from the spiritual meal, and grinning, a bright smile appeared on his face.

"This is a care for new disciples. The spiritual meal is five times the usual amount, so just enjoy it, but remember me, kid!"

The bright smiles were suddenly sinister, and the three big men moved their faces closer at the same time, the smiles were twisted and hideous.

"If the three of us find out that you dare to waste food! We will stuff you in the trash can! We will let you go when we finish eating!"

Originally feeling the rich aura emanating from the food, Qin Yu, who was very happy to find that he had eaten several times more, froze the smile on his face instantly when he heard this.

After hesitating for two seconds while looking at the dinner plate, he couldn't help showing an awkward yet polite smile on his face.

"Well, chef, I don't like carrots very much..."

"No picky eaters!"

"Yes!"

Amidst the opponent's roar, Qin Yu who was carrying the food ran away in a hurry.

After running a certain distance, he turned his head and looked in the direction of the cafeteria, only to find that one of the chefs was still staring at him, seeing him looking over, and even pointing at his own eyes, then pointing at him fiercely, The meaning couldn't be more obvious.

Don't even think about not eating carrots!I'm watching you!

Qin Yu, who was so frightened that he trembled all over, hurriedly ran for another distance, and he was relieved until he could not see the cafeteria at all.

And after turning his head and looking around, he couldn't help but feel embarrassed again.

Now I got the meal, but the problem is that I am not familiar with the place, and I have no place to sit.

Share a table with someone?Don't be kidding, that stranger is not sharing a table, he is clearly being sentenced!
Just because of Qin Yu's character of having to distance himself from others to go to the toilet, how could he have the nerve to talk to strangers.

After searching for a while, the gloomy Qin Yu suddenly saw an empty table, and ran over excitedly.

really!God never treats social terror badly!
When social fear has nowhere to go, God will always mercifully find him a crack where he can hide, and this time is no surprise.

Qin Yu, who cheerfully put the food away, rubbed his hands and started to enjoy the big meal, completely oblivious to the weird expressions on the faces of the people around when they saw him sitting here.