God of Cooking, Monster: No, we have become ingredients

The two bad old men looked at each other and smiled, and kept making weird and weird laughter from their mouths.

Hong Zun was really helpful this time. He handed over all the troublesome low-star tasks to those geniuses, and he didn't have to pay anything.

Some disciples and deacons not far away looked at the two people who kept laughing strangely with complicated expressions.

After all, we are also a holy land of the human race. If word spreads like this, where will the two sides of this holy land be placed?

When people come to take the entrance examination, it would be better for you to become free labor force for them.

This heart is really dark.

Not knowing the inside story at all, many geniuses had already dispersed.

These tasks given by Hong Zun also have a common feature, that is, they are far away.

Just traveling takes a lot of time.

For example, Qian Duoduo took the jade slips and spent six days to get to the so-called Lijia Village.

"What kind of place is this? It's three days away from the nearest city."

Qian Duoduo didn't care about the consumption of spiritual stones on this journey. If there was a teleportation array, he would use it.

But even so, the nearest teleportation array to Lijiacun was three days away, so he could get it done directly.

This task seemed simple, but just rushing on the road cost Qian Duoduo so much time.

When he finally arrived at Lijia Village and saw the village chief, Qian Duoduo froze on the spot when he asked.

"Cun Zai, what you just said was........."

"Ahem, I'm sorry. Maybe I didn't make it clear. That's the case. The evil spirit has indeed harmed many people, but I don't have any clues until now, so I have to trouble the immortal to search for it and catch the evil spirit for us."

Ok? ? ?

What the hell, this Lijia Village doesn’t even know the type, grade, or characteristics of evil spirits. How can I find out about this?

Qian Duoduo looked at the old village chief in front of him dully, his heart full of complexities.

How could such a complex task be only one-star level?

Moreover, the task described above does not just require taking down these evil spirits. Why should I do it now?

Probably guessing what Qian Duoduo was thinking, the old village chief couldn't help but blush and said a little embarrassed.

"Well, our village is really too poor, so... the reward will naturally be less. If the immortal doesn't mind it, I still have two old bacons at home. The immortal can take them back and beat them as a sacrifice. .”

Ok? ? ?

Hearing this, Qian Duoduo shook his head dully, "You are a monk, you are looking for immortality. I have come all the way to do a task for you. Why don't you give me two pieces of old bacon?"

But even though he was helpless, Qian Duoduo could only nod and agree.

After all, this is related to one's own examination for entering the sect. If you fail to complete the task, you will not be able to worship in the Taoist Holy Land.

But I still can't help but complain in my heart, what is the situation in this holy land, why do I accept all kinds of tasks.

Qian Duoduo didn't know that because of this, this task was placed in the task hall, and even the dog didn't even look at it.

If it weren't for Hong Zun's plan to recruit disciples this time, it is estimated that this mission would still be gathering dust in the mission hall.

"Okay, can the old man tell me what happened?"

"This...hasn't passed."

"Didn't you even pass by?"

"No, by the time we found out, everyone was already dead."

"What about other clues?"

"nor."

Well, there was nothing, so he knew someone was dead. Qian Duoduo was immediately depressed. In desperation, he asked if he could take a look at the body.

Hearing this, the old village chief nodded this time. Seeing this, Qian Duoduo felt a little better. Some clues should be found from the corpse.

But when he followed the old village chief to the mountain behind the village, Qian Duoduo was stunned when he looked at the several graves in front of him.

"This... can't be..."

"Yes, the murdered people are all buried here. Did the immortal see anything?"

Looking at the several tombs in front of him, Qian Duoduo couldn't help but curse.

I'm looking at a few tombstones, what can I tell? Are you fucking kidding me?

He looked at the old village chief with a faint look, and the old village chief said with expectation.

"Does the Immortal need me to prepare anything? Do you want to open a divination altar?"

Ah.

At this time, Qian Duoduo was immediately laughed out of anger, and even started a divination forum. I don't know how to do this, he is a charlatan.

"No, you can find someone to open the coffin and conduct an autopsy."

"Ah, we still need to open the coffin."

Now it is the old village chief's turn to be helpless. People in this village are all about burial. Now that the deceased has been buried, if the coffin is opened, the villagers will be unhappy.

Thinking of this, the old village chief asked Qian Duoduo tentatively.

"Can't immortals use immortal methods? For example, calculate the secrets of heaven, determine misfortunes and blessings with just one word, and so on?"

Hearing this, Qian Duoduo's eyelids jumped wildly, and he even calculated the secret. Do you think the secret is so easy to calculate?

Don't say it's me. Even if you call a saint, he probably won't be able to figure out any secrets.

Gritting his teeth, Qian Duoduo replied.

"I do not know."

Seeing this, the old village chief's eyes became strange, and there was obviously a trace of scrutiny in his eyes. It felt like he was saying, are you an immortal? You can't even calculate the secrets of heaven?

But naturally he didn't dare to say these words, so the old village chief could only laugh.

"Immortal, you have been working hard all the way. How about taking a break first and I will discuss it with the people in the village?"

"can."

Hearing this, Qian Duoduo suppressed his temper and said.

Soon, Qian Duoduo was arranged to the old village chief's home, and at the same time, a group of villagers rushed over in the front hall.

Looking at the old village chief on the main seat, he said suspiciously.

"Village chief, why do you need to open the coffin?"

"Yes, didn't you say that the Immortal took action this time?"

"That's right, we paid a lot of price this time."

"I gave all my old hens to you."

"And my pigs were kept for the New Year."

"Village Chief, are you being deceived? Is this person really an immortal?"

Facing the persistence of many villagers, the old village chief also looked helpless and said leisurely.

"This...I'm not sure either. The person who comes here does not look like an immortal, but since he is here, he has to give it a try."

"But isn't this opening the coffin and conducting an autopsy..."

"Now that things have come to this, I think I should give it a try, otherwise all the money I spent before will be wasted."

"That's okay, after all, my family was given a pig."

"And my chickens."

Everyone was discussing, but little did they know that with their rich ears, even those who lived next door heard their words intact.

The corners of his mouth are twitching like crazy. Are you really not picky about food? Accept any tasks?

A pig, a few chickens, even a holy land can accept this mission?