Museum of Demons

Chapter 639 So, what is the price?

Attached to the world and the plane of hell.

thump.

The forty-eighth demon god, whose body is a bull with eagle wings, appeared, knelt down on the ground, and then rolled around on the ground while clutching his lower back. The last thing he saw just before his death was that The obviously good-looking young man flew over with a red light in his eyes.

Then with a swipe, he gave his lower back to the car.

While slicing the meat, he said that this is the carving knife technique learned by his father when he was a child. Originally, his father planned to let him participate in the assessment of the next Xia official, until he found out that this tool is very good for slicing meat. .

Meat is also much easier to engrave than the Human Race's Xiaguan Chronicle Tablet.

Wash the stone tablet that I practiced in the past and throw it into the fire to make it red. Then put the sliced meat on the back of the stone tablet and burn it for five breaths. Cheerful and alive, can be a great bard.

If you listen to him talking about food, you can probably listen to it for hundreds of years without getting bored.

But the premise is that he is not his food.

Hagarti lay on the ground for a long time without recovering.

When he regained his composure, Feneus next door, the demon god of hell who commanded twenty-nine legions, squatted on the steps in front of the palace of the gluttonous demon king, the head of the seventy-two pillar demon gods, with a fist in his hand. A cigarette in the world, with blank eyes.

You also met?

Haggati nodded silently, looked at his colleagues who were either leaning on the palace and meditating, or stumbling over on crutches, pointed at his waist, thought for a while, and didn't know how to describe it: Probably It's here, and there's a place here.

Feneus took a look and understood:

Lower loin, tenderloin, and a portion of sirloin steak from the car.

Expert...ah no, I mean, a habitual offender.

Hagati remained expressionless: Probably... what about you?

Furneus took a puff of cigarette, and said quietly:

That guy said he wants to eat fish sticks.

This Great Demon God, ranked 30th among the seventy-two pillars, commanded a full army of twenty-nine hell monsters. He was extremely powerful, skilled in words, and proficient in debating. Unfortunately, the boss was a big silver mackerel. Haga made it clear, and patted the shoulder of the general of the Hell Demon God Legion:

You just cut it for him?

Feneus sneered, Who am I, that I can be wronged?

Hagarti exclaimed in amazement, You fought with him?

yes.

The results of it?

Hmph, he didn't manage to eat fish meat that meal.

Furneus said no more.

He is a demon god who works with words and can turn enemies into friends.

The opposite seems to be a civil servant.

It's just that the communication between the two parties is very bad and not very compatible.

Didn't say that although the gluttony didn't eat fish meatballs, he ate the hand-made fish meatballs directly. That fist, he himself is a demon god anyway, even if it is a clone outside, it is also the physical quality of the demon god clone. How to say, facing that The red-eyed young man seemed to be facing the terrifying oppressive force of the main body of the four pillars of hell.

As for who is stronger between that one and the Four Pillars of Hell Supreme.

Unfortunately, the limit of recognition ability has been exceeded.

There is no difference between being killed by a small pistol and being sniped by Barrett, exceeding the upper limit of the blood bar.

How?

I hope that the gluttonous lord, His Majesty Beelzebub, can vent his anger on our hell.

In the greatest temple among the seventy-two demon gods of hell, the supreme king of hell spans multiple god lines and controls a quarter of hell. Beelzebub's scalp is numb. His eyes were about to split open, and that figure looming like a nightmare appeared in front of his eyes again.

The teeth that can crush the body of a demon god.

The physical fitness that treats super magic as a shortbread.

And that damn stomach acid.

It's him again! ! !

'Order, do not respond to... all calls from Shenzhou. '

After a long time, Beelzebub remained expressionless:

Dongfang, we don't want it anymore.

Beelzebub, who reluctantly gave up the Eastern Hell, never imagined that a certain Jinyun family would swim directly from the river below Longhu Mountain to Australia in order to eat a beef hot pot, and integrated the cult members to use summoning skills. It's a shitty thing to make up for all the things you haven't eaten in one breath.

When seeing that familiar face through summoning.

And the sentence: I finally saw you again.

haven't seen you for a long time.

Beelzebub was even moved by that guy's persistence.

Then it was sliced.

Those cultists converted on the spot.

The future grievances have not yet happened, Beelzebub can only face the doubts of his subordinates now, and he is full of hatred in his heart.

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Dragon and Tiger Mountain.

The fresh and hot beef is boiled in the pot, covered with Longhushan pepper, and then rolled in the oil plate or sesame sauce plate, and then stuffed into the mouth, the taste is not very good, gluttonous for eating The research really shocked Ah Xuan and Feng Siyu.

What Feng Siyu ate was the vegetarian pot over there, but the vegetarian hot pot was also delicious.

Add to that the vibe.

However, Feng Siyu, the number one foodie in Laojie and Longhushan, was defeated cleanly this time.

The standard of fresh cut beef is high!

The quality of the devil's meat is hard!

This Taotie's attainment in eating is impeccable, it is tall and hard, and in the end both the little Phoenix and the little Taoist fell down, and the Taotie wiped the corners of his mouth with unsatisfied enthusiasm, and said: I am so full after eating, oh well , when can I go to hell?

I don't know if I can catch Bai Ze back. It would be great if this summoning array could be turned into reverse summoning or two-way. If it's reversed, then I don't have to bother them to come to the world. I just go there. I always trouble them so much. How bad that is.

The little Taoist suddenly felt something was wrong.

What do you want to do in hell?

Why do you have to add a 10% full in front?

Taotie patted his stomach, and finally, under the stunned and amazed eyes of Ah Xuan and Feng Siyu, he picked up the hot pot, drank all the hot pot soup, raised his sleeve and wiped the corners of his mouth, Haha laughed and said: There are so many ingredients, it tastes rich when you drink it after cooking.

This is really a beautiful thing!

Ah Xuan was stunned.

Then suddenly asked: Then why don't you put the noodles in the pot, wouldn't the taste be better?

Taotie's smile froze.

Can this be done?

Yes, there are hot pots in Guangzhou that use white rice porridge as the bottom of the pot...

The taste of the pot of porridge at the end is also very good.

Taotie's eyes suddenly went blank.

He opened his mouth and sat down on the chair with a face full of frustration, regretting endlessly.

He once again realized that he was eating too rough, and Ah Xuan comforted him: It's okay, wait until next time... Unexpectedly, Taotie got up, turned around and walked out: Okay, let's have another pot!

Huh?!! Hey hey hey hey?!

Didn't we just eat?

Ah Xuan stammered and tried to stop this guy.

I always feel that my Longhu Mountain will be bankrupted by this mouth, and I won’t be able to see my ancestors after I go down, but he can hold the gluttonous appetite, plus the gluttonous figure Tall, hung directly in the crook of his arm, Taotie was carrying a huge copper pot.

He paused and said:

It's fine if you don't eat hot pot, why don't we summon a pen fairy here?

Ah Xuan turned pale with shock: You, you, this is my Dragon and Tiger Celestial Master's Mansion, how can you call that kind of evil thing? Besides, what are you looking for ghosts like the Pen Fairy for?

Taotie pondered: Isn't it said that ghosts and immortals can answer all questions?

I just want to ask, can you find me a place where I can have enough food every day?

Eat enough food every day, many simple wishes...

What a ghost!

If the pen fairy sees you, he will jump into the lake to commit suicide, okay? ! Taotie, calm down!

Little Taoist Axuan's scalp was numb and he held onto Taotie tightly.

You have already forced your family members to swear, and the hell demon god to call God.

Do you want to force the evil spirit to commit suicide again?

sin...

Is this the evil spirit?

Brother, I understand!

But he tried his best, but he was only led forward by Taotie.

Taotie stretched out his hand and pushed the door open with a clatter.

Then he was slightly stunned.

The little Taoist priest who was hanging on Taotie's arm struggled and felt something was wrong, so he turned his head away.

I saw the young man outside the door.

Master Wei?!!

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So, what are you going to do?!

Taotie, who was blocked by the main gate of the museum, squatted directly in the corner, holding a hot pot in his hand, but in front of him, with a frying pan on top of his head, and a colander in his left hand, watching over there with a full face of wariness. Just live in the museum he stewed, with a pair of eyes constantly floating over the window.

do what?

Wei Yuan took the tea from the little Taoist A Xuan: Of course I want you to fulfill the agreement.

Fulfill the agreement?

What agreement do I have with you?

Of course you and I don't have any agreement, but don't you and Chen Yuan have one? Wei Yuan said intentionally, Today I noticed that the humidity in the world is rising, and I contacted the God of Kunlun. I'm afraid Gonggong is starting to wake up. gone.

Wei Yuan glanced at Ah Xuan and Feng Siyu who walked into the side room, paused, and said:

The God of Kunlun Mountain said that you still owe him the gold and iron of Kyushu luck.

Seal the core material of Gonggong.

Taotie frowned.

It was indeed such a thing, and he didn't intend to renege on it.

Besides, looking at the meaning of the museum owner who blocked the door in front of him, if he reneged, he might not be able to get out of here, and this place is not one of the four poles guarded by him. The guy in front of him fights, maybe it will become a dish directly.

Wei Yuan said slowly: Besides, although you came to the world, you didn't make much noise.

But that time you swallowed the electricity of a city.

Although there is a backup power supply and a Daoist formation, some disasters almost happened, and this power outage is a sky-high price. That is to say, Taotie, you owe a lot of money to the world.

Wei Yuandao said slowly: However, if you can help the world to seal Gong Gong, the previous grievances between you and me can also be written off.

I can also cook you a meal.

Taotie pondered, and said: Then what if I don't agree?

With a bang, Wei Yuan flung out a lot of kitchen utensils from his sleeve robe:

Then I'll cook you into a dish.

Taotie: ...

It's okay to look for it, but there are many ways to look for Kyushu gold and iron. You can look for it within a month, and you can look for it after a hundred years. I think you don't want me to come back. Gong Gong You're out of trouble, right?

A wise light appeared in Taotie's eyes: So, I can find a way to come back within a month.

But there are requirements.

Talk about conditions?

Taotie...is he really hiding his clumsiness?

He has keenly grasped where the core problems in the world are now.

It's no wonder that the strange skill of Daqin Nestorianism can be reformed. It's not a type like Qiongqi who is vicious but lacks judgment, so it should not be underestimated.

Wei Yuan was thoughtful, and his tone was flat:

What conditions do you have?

Under the threat of Gonggong, this was a slight concession.

Next comes the bargaining.

That's the sentence, we're here to negotiate terms.

This is related to whether Gong Gong can be sealed, the safety of the human world, and even the balance of Kunlun, the Great Wilderness, and the four seas, we have to be cautious.

Taotie seemed to have forgotten his fear, he slammed his right hand on the table, his eyes shone brightly:

Let me eat a full meal!!!

Wei Yuan's mood collapsed.

There was silence.

With such a resolute tone and a fearless posture, I don’t know how Gonggong would feel if he knew that the reward for asking Taotie to help seal him was a meal. However, since it is Taotie, this meal Rice is not a small amount.

However, if compared with the terror and oppression of Gonggong, it is nothing.

However, Wei Yuan felt that he had to bargain.

Fifty percent full.

No, ninety percent!

Then sixty percent.

No, eighty-five percent!

Sixty-five percent...

Finally, Taotie was furious: Are you a vampire or a capitalist?!

Seventy percent, at least seventy percent!

If you're not 70% full from this meal, I'll eat your Kyushu iron!

Crackling, the Longhushan wooden table fell to the ground.

Wei Yuan withdrew his gaze: Deal.