Gourmet food: starting from eating halberds to become a chef

Chapter 119 Nightmare
Thinking about the conversation between the two just now, Meng You's eyes narrowed.

Great God?

baby?

It always feels a little wrong.

But this was the first wave of living people he had seen so far, and probably knew something.

Meng You secretly raised his vigilance, but kept a calm face, and asked first: "I wonder if you two can tell me where the Great God is? I also came to ask to see the Great God, but I haven't found it yet."

Looking at Meng You, who looked like an adult but looked young, the two men looked at each other, feeling a little relieved in their hearts.

Just a kid.

After hesitating for a while, one of the men said, "You can find it by walking a few minutes or so."

"You should come here to seek success in your studies. The Almighty is in a good mood today. As long as you are a little more sensible, you should be able to get his gift." Another man said.

After finishing speaking, the two of them didn't wait for Meng You to speak, they passed Meng You and walked down the mountain.

Looking at the backs of the two leaving, the Royal Shou Talisman hanging around his waist shone slightly, and Meng You's eyes also narrowed.

In his eyes, those two people who left seemed to be slowly blurring.

interesting.

This wave of deliberate guidance came in a timely manner.

It seemed that the spirit wanted to see him too.

I secretly settled down in my heart, and walked towards what the man said.

During the walking process, Meng You, who had been using his internal force to perceive his surroundings, clearly found that the surrounding trees seemed to be gradually decreasing, and under his feet, there were also some steps that did not match the surrounding environment.

After about a minute or two, the trees had completely disappeared. Standing on the full steps, Meng You glanced at the two sides, and two huge statues stood beside him.

Those are two steeds with wings that seem to be flying. The sculptor's technique seems to be very superb, as if they are alive.

This is an angel.

This spirit is quite famous, actually has a shrine.

Meng You made a judgment in his heart. Ever since he knew that there was a ghost, he had learned a little about various legends about Neon, among which he would not forget the shrine that enshrines the gods.

The so-called envoys are actually similar to the stone lions at the gates of rich and noble people in ancient China. They are sculptures used to protect shrines and drive away evil spirits.

Generally speaking, envoys have some connection with the worship of gods in shrines.

So this ghost is based on a horse?Quan Hui didn't tell him this.

Thinking in his heart, Meng You also quickened his pace. Not long after, he was already standing under an archway, staring at the magnificent shrine building in front of him, and walked in.

For a moment, the sound of leaves trembling rang in Meng You's ears, and then, an old man full of wrinkles suddenly appeared in front of Meng You: "You can't enter."

"Why can't I enter?" Looking at the old man who suddenly appeared, Meng You was not surprised.

After all, I have come into contact with spirits and monsters.

He just backed away a little, opened a little distance, looked at the old man, and raised his eyebrows slightly.

What does the ghost want to do again?
The old man's tone was very flat: "The great god does not want to see you."

He looked at Meng You with deep eyes, which seemed to contain wisdom that could see through everything in the world.

But in Meng You's eyes, it's nothing, the Royal Shou Talisman, and the internal force that has been surging in his body can make him see through all this clearly.

Looking in the eyes of the old man, Meng You remembered Quan Hui's description of this monster in his mind, a smile rose from the bottom of his heart, with a helplessness on his face, he nodded to the old man, turned around and was about to leave.

Looking at Meng You who had already stepped forward, as if he was about to decide to leave, a hint of bewilderment flashed in the old man's eyes.

what's the situation?
According to what he hinted before, shouldn't I beg me, and then I will let him in mercifully?
Or did the boy not understand the previous hint?

The old man hesitated for a moment, whether to call him back.

And at this moment, Meng You said regretfully: "I didn't expect to see the Great God, so the spicy dishes specially prepared this time seem to have to be thrown away."

While speaking, he had already unloaded his hiking bag, took out a stainless steel lunch box that can be found in ordinary supermarkets, and opened the lid.

call!
Just as the breeze was blowing, the extremely turbulent spicy smell quickly permeated the air.

The pupils of the old man behind him shrank suddenly, and the corners of his mouth were already dripping with saliva. Regardless of his previous thoughts, he hurriedly shouted: "Wait a minute."

But Meng You didn't seem to hear it, and the lunch box in his hand was slightly tilted.

The red soup flowed and turned into a vertical line and fell towards the ground. Looking at this scene, the old man's heart was trembling, and he shouted again: "Stop!"

The loud and clear voice kept echoing around the shrine, it didn't seem like an old man could make it at all.

But at this time, Meng You seemed to have come to his senses, and turned his head blankly.

But the lunch box in his hand was still tilted, and the soup kept overflowing, drawing an imperfect semicircle on the ground according to his actions.

The old man's eyes were about to pop out, and the pungent smell kept hitting his nose, making his appetite continuously swell.

No longer caring about other things, he rushed towards Meng You, his speed was as fast as a sprinter.

In just a few steps, he crossed in the blink of an eye and stood in front of Meng You.

The palm of his hand was already stretched towards the lunch box in Meng You's hand, his eyes were full of longing.

But at this time, how could Meng You, who had been calculating all this time, allow him to get it so smoothly? There was a look of shock on his face, as if he was frightened by the old man, and he took a step back suddenly, just avoiding the old man's palm.

With this action, the soup was completely spilled, and even a piece of tofu dish inside fell to the ground.

The old man was stunned for a moment, and then his anger rose: "You kid did it on purpose!"

Facing the old man's roar, Meng You said calmly, "Then why not Mister Nightmare? You have been using illusions to guide me, what do you want me to do?"

As he spoke, everything around him shattered like a mirror.

The surroundings were still mixed with various trees, and the two stood on the side of the statue of the envoy just now, but the two sculptures at this time were already in tatters, and they couldn't see their original appearance.

Looking at the changes around him, the old man shrank his pupils.

He also suppressed the longing in his eyes, staring at Meng You: "Do you know who I am?"

"Naturally." Meng You nodded.

Nightmare, who is good at creating illusions, has an unknown body, likes to eat spicy food, has some special mineral resources, and has three materials in his hands.

This is the information Quanhui told him, and it also made him not be confused by the illusion from the beginning.

(End of this chapter)