I Want to Hang Around in the Moon

Hearing his words, Le Zhengling's hair stood on end in an instant.

"It's delicious, but that's not what I want to eat!"

The man put the pasta in front of the Russian wolfhound, and under Le Zhengling's horrified gaze, the wolfhound ate it whole with the noodles and the bowl.

At this moment, he was finally sure that he had encountered an incredible existence.

The man stood up, looked down at Le Zhengling with cold eyes, and said coldly, "It's really disappointing."

Le Zhengling, whose legs were a little limp from his fright, shivered beside the stove.

The giant dog that had finished eating the bowl of noodles stretched its powerful body, then stared at Le Zhengling maliciously, the saliva flowed from its mouth, as if telling him that the bowl of noodles just now was just an appetizer , it's about to eat the main course.

The Borzoi walked into the kitchen slowly as if teasing its prey, let out a threatening growl in its throat, opened its mouth three meters away from Le Zhengling, and rushed towards him with its mouth full of sharp teeth.

Facing this scene, Le Zhengling calmed down instead. This situation was beyond his ability. With self-knowledge, he understood that his young body couldn't resist at all.

His life was replayed in his mind, but this unusually short life was soon over. From the memories, he found something unusual about his grandfather, but before he could think about it, he recalled his previous life The memory that was less than 25 years old, those bits and pieces that had been dusty, glowed with brilliance again, and instantly made him recognize who this man was.

He felt it was absurd that he was reincarnated into such an extraordinary world, but he hadn't noticed it for 13 years. If he didn't care about everything around him, would he have discovered the abnormality of this world earlier, and then How about a different ending?

Just when he was about to die under the sharp teeth of the Borzoi, the man pressed his stomach again and frowned irritably. The giant dog stopped as if it had received some order. There was less than three centimeters left on Zhengling's neck.

—that stench of the beast made him almost vomit.

"I'll give you another chance. If you fail, I think you're mentally prepared." The man sat down again.

Hearing this sentence, Le Zhengling felt as if he had been pardoned. His back was already soaked and he sat on the floor next to the stove, taking deep breaths to calm himself down. He can't stop, if there is a mirror, he will definitely complain about how he is crying now.

"If you cry enough, do it for me. I don't have much time with you." The man looked coldly at Le Zhengling's pretty face that was crying, "I was already seen when I came here, although I You are no longer a magician, but you still have to abide by the principle of avoiding the world, that witness has already been killed by me, if you don’t want to die, just do something that satisfies me, then I will save your life for the time being.”

Having said that, the man stopped, with a look of memory flashing in his eyes, "After all, I am old with your grandfather, if you make me feel useful, I will not kill you."

Hearing what he said, Le Zhengling summoned up the courage to stand up, "How did Grandpa make the noodles?"

The man recalled it for a while, and then said: "It was a bowl of noodles filled with one stick. There were no other ingredients, just one noodle, but after eating that bowl of noodles, I felt a peace that I had never experienced before. .”

Hearing what he said, Le Zhengling was stunned. This familiar description couldn't be the food in a certain story he told his grandfather when he was six or seven years old, right?

Thinking of this, he was in a bad mood. He carefully looked at this existence whose identity he already knew, and at the same time he knew that he really couldn't mess with it. He tentatively asked, "Is that bowl of noodles called soul-suppressing?" noodle?"

"Yes, that's the name." Although he was mentally prepared, Le Zhengling still couldn't believe it when he got the man's affirmative answer. Could it be that grandpa really made that kind of face based on his mustache?This is totally unscientific!

But thinking of the identity of the person in front of him in a blink of an eye, he felt that science in this world was dead at all.Having recognized the real him in this world, let's temporarily accept the fact that grandpa really made soul-relief noodles.

"How much time do I have?" Taking a deep breath, Le Zhengling adjusted his breathing while holding his heart that was about to jump out.

"Let me give you another hour and a half. If you can't do it, you will die." The man looked at the ancient clock hanging on the wall, and ruthlessly delivered the final judgment.

Le Zhengling also raised his head and looked at the clock. The current time was just a little past ten thirty, which meant that zero o'clock was the deadline.

"I need to prepare it." He knew that grandpa had a secret cookbook, but he didn't read that cookbook because he didn't think it was necessary, but now he had to read that cookbook, if it didn't contain grandpa's soul sacrificing If he didn't do the above, then he could only mess around with his own memory.

"I don't care what you want to do, but I must eat that kind of noodles within a limited time." The man's emotionless words echoed in the store.

Knowing that time was running out, Le Zhengling ignored him and quickly ran to the back of the store. When he passed the backyard, he saw a few crows standing on the courtyard wall, and he couldn't help but to be stared at by those blood-red eyes. I shuddered.

At the same time, Le Zhengling also reconfirmed the identity of the man——

The tenth-ranked 27 ancestors of the Dead Apostles, possessing an inherent barrier in the body-the vampire of the Beastmaster's Lair, Nero Chaos [Nvnqsr Chaos]!

Author's message:

PS: The character of the protagonist is a bit soft, I hope you don’t mind, and I hope that I won’t kneel down to the truth when I write this (wry smile), after all, I don’t think everyone is tough when they first come into contact with death.

PS2: I am a bookworm, and I have read a lot of books. Most of the protagonists of the time-traveling flow have super good psychological quality. I want to write something slightly different. After all, people will grow, and the story is only interesting when it is told

PS3: Well, forgive me for the nonsense above, I hope everyone will like this story

Chapter 4 "The Secret Record of Zhonghua Recipe Restoration"

This is the moon world!

I was reborn into the moon world!

With such excitement and bewilderment, he quickly ran into Grandpa's room. After entering this room, his heart completely calmed down.

After being dependent on each other for more than ten years, his grandfather unreservedly tolerated his eccentric grandson. After experiencing a life and death just now, Le Zhengling's memory was exceptionally clear, and the figure of that old man appeared before his eyes again.

Although he is old but still tall and straight, that old face that always smiles coolly at him, and those big hands that are full of calluses but warm.

He will always take the trouble to ask him to do things seriously and behave in an upright manner.

He always comforted him not to care about his appearance, saying that it was the only relic left to him by his dead parents.

And the moistness in the corner of his eyes when he inadvertently looked in the direction of that country.

Everything was vivid in his memory, and the tears that he had finally stopped stayed down again, "Really, is the soul really affected by the body? How old are you, why do you cry every now and then..."

Wiping away the tears from the corners of his eyes, Le Zhengling walked to a desk, knelt down on the ground and opened the bottom drawer. Inside was a square wooden lacquer box with simple cloud patterns engraved on the vermilion box. .

Le Zhengling solemnly took it out with trembling hands. In fact, after his grandfather died, he never touched anything in this house, and he wouldn't come in except for necessary cleaning.

Because there is always a feeling of resistance in his heart, he was finally born into this world, lived with an interesting old man for more than ten years, finally got used to it, and accepted his fate. But died suddenly.

No, it wasn't sudden, because he clearly knew that his grandfather's health had been deteriorating in the past two years. Although his grandfather concealed it very well, how could he hide it from him who has an adult soul.

However, even knowing this, he still deceived himself and said that the peaceful days of the two would last forever, and when he grew up, he would take care of the old man in turn.