Quickly wear the crazy batch of bosses, stop being lazy

Arriving under the Naihe Bridge, Yun Qian took out the copper pot used by the original owner to make soup and began to get busy.

He took out a wooden ladle, scooped a few ladles of water from the Wangchuan River on the side, put it into the pot, and then started adding the ingredients.

One drop of raw tears, one drop of old tears, three cups of bitter tears, four cups of tears of regret, five cups of tears of lovesickness, six cups of tears of illness, seven feet of tears of farewell, and one drop of Meng Po's tears.

As for Meng Po’s tears...

Now Mrs. Meng has no tears, she can only beat others like this...

Yun Qian glanced at the copper pot in front of him, thought for a while, took out dozens of bitter melons from the space and threw them in.

The ghosts who saw this scene said, "...!"

After a while, there was a loud "boom" under the Naihe Bridge!The whole Naihe Bridge trembled!

The ghosts who saw this scene said, "...!"

I don’t know why, but I suddenly have a bad feeling...

Under the Naihe Bridge, Yun Qian, who was in a state of embarrassment after being bombed, had an expressionless face.

Sure enough, no matter how many bodies she changed, her kitchen killer physique would never change.

Yun Qian took a deep breath, directly picked up a few of them from the space, and then handed them the recipe for Meng Po soup.

Big black beast, "...?"

Then, a group of ghosts who were queuing up watched helplessly as a group of mythical beasts gathered under the Naihe Bridge.

Those mythical beasts are...making Meng Po soup? !

And what is Po Meng doing?

The ghosts' eyes subconsciously looked at the figure sitting by the Wangchuan River, fishing for evil spirits in the river, and the corners of their mouths twitched.

Ghosts, "...?"

After a while, the new version of Meng Po soup was ready, and the indescribable taste spread hundreds of meters away.

Ghosts, “…!”

Dahei grabbed a spoon with his little paw and stirred in the copper pot. When he saw Xiaohei taking out a bowl, he scooped a bowl of unknown liquid from the pot and poured it into the bowl. Xiaohei pinched his nose and poured the bowl into the pot. He handed it to the ghost who was first in line today and said, "Drink it so that you can be reincarnated."

Ghost, "...!" Are you really sure this is drinkable? ?Why doesn't he believe it...

The ghost glanced at the black foaming liquid in the bowl and swallowed hard, "I...I suddenly don't want to be reincarnated. I feel like... It’s good to be a ghost..."

Xiao Hei, "Boss! He doesn't drink!"

Hearing this, Yun Qian, who was fishing for evil spirits, frowned and without looking back, he threw a jade sword directly over and said in a faint voice, "Either drink or die, let them choose."

"Chong-"

The ghost saw the jade sword inserted at his feet and swallowed hard again, "I...I suddenly felt that reincarnation was good again, I...I drank!"

After saying that, he quickly took the bowl of Mengpo soup and poured it into his mouth in one gulp.

"Boom-"

After drinking Meng Po Soup, the ghost felt that one soul was out of body, two souls ascended to heaven, and three souls could not find their way to the north. Two seconds later, they kicked off their legs and fell straight to the ground.

The ghosts who saw this scene behind them said, "...!"

After a while, the ghost who fell on the ground woke up leisurely, with a confused look on his face and a blank mind, "Who am I? Where is this?"

Xiao Hei, "You can go and be reincarnated, next."

The ghosts lining up are shivering...

I don't know how long it took, but a man wearing a bright yellow robe came to Meng Po Tang.

The man looked at the dark stuff in the bowl, frowned, and with a stern face, he asked, "What kind of thing is this, and you dare to serve it to me! Do you know who I am?"

Big Hei and Xiao Hei had expressionless expressions on their faces, "Drink if you like, or die if you don't."

man,"......!"

"How dare you talk to me like this! I will kill all nine of your tribes!!"