The Opening Concocts Aura Recovery

"Hey, don't talk about it, it's a little bit wrong today. A book from your bookshelf just fell on my nose!"

Duan Dahai touched his nose and said rather aggrieved.

"Hahaha!"

Lin Mo laughed, he probably knew why Duan Dahai had a red nose.

Fortunately, Duan Dahai's nerves are relatively strong, otherwise Lin Mo would not be able to cover this up.

At this time, several ghosts came out with Lin Mo's prepared meals.

The two sat around a small dining table, tightly packed.

"Sizzling, it smells so good!"

As soon as the food was served, Duan Dahai completely forgot about the past.

All his attention was on the food on the table.

Smelling the tangy fragrance, Duan Dahai felt that his life was complete in one go.

"Let's eat!"

Lin Mo let the ghosts and Duan Dahai take the bowls and chopsticks, and began to eat.

Because Duan Dahai, an exception, joined, Lin Mo specially cooked several delicacies today.

He hoped that after having these delicacies, Duan Dahai would be less interested in the Feast of Immortals.

"This red, green and green one smells so good, I'll eat it first!"

However, Lin Mo was completely disappointed in the result, and Duan Dahai chose the Feast of the Immortals.

With a piece of fungus in the coffin, Duan Dahai entered directly.

"Wow, this is too delicious!"

As soon as he took two bites, Duan Dahai's eyes lit up.

He boasts that he has eaten all the top delicacies in the world, but this is the first time he has tasted such delicious food.

"Good guy, come up and eat the most poisonous one!"

Seeing Duan Dahai's obsessed appearance, Lin Mo could only express his admiration.

The coffin fungus is much more poisonous than the red plate white rod, and it will kill you if you eat it.

If it weren't for Lin Mo's processing of these ingredients, Duan Dahai, a supernatural agent, would have died here.

Of course, if he ate the coffin fungus, he might not feel better afterwards.

And the other ghosts became anxious when they saw that Duan Dahai was robbing them of the few Feasts of the Immortals.

Then a group of ghosts crazily picked up the dishes, and stared at a plate of strange fairy feast.

"Good guy, everyone likes to eat this dish so much, I'll eat it too!"

Seeing their appearance, Duan Dahai didn't want to be outdone, and grabbed the food.

By the end, there is only a little soup and oil left in the whole dish.

"Mine!"

Without waiting for the other ghosts to react, Duan Dahai directly picked up the basin and drank the soup and oil in the basin in one gulp.

"Good guy, this stomach should be full of dirt!"

Seeing this scene, Lin Mo shook his head.

The oil and soup of Gui Xianyan are made of white clay, which can only be digested by Gui.

If people eat it, the white clay will return to its original appearance.

In other words, Duan Dahai ate a pot of soil.

If he wanted to digest it successfully, he probably had to suffer for half a month.

"Wow, comfortable!"

Duan Dahai burped.

"Hey, why are you all looking at me like this, eat quickly, there are still a lot of dishes!"

When he raised his head, he noticed that a group of ghosts were staring at him.

Slightly changed his face, Duan Dahai said to them with a smile.

Then he turned his attention to other dishes.

"I didn't expect Xiao Lin to be so good at cooking!"

Duan Dahai praised Lin Mo while eating.

"It's okay, I hope you won't feel sick after eating it!"

Lin Mo smiled reluctantly.

"How is that possible, my stomach is the strongest!"