It's not illegal

He can afford both a sword and a kitchen knife. Once Chef Xiao makes a move, the delicious fragrance will make everyone (demon) salivate.

Surrounded by a group of starving ghosts, the pressure was overwhelming. Du Ling, who was the only one who could decide everyone's lunch menu, thought about it after reporting a long list of dishes, and finally decided that it would be better to eat hot pot, so that Xiao Li could just cut a dish and adjust the seasoning. Well, he can use real fire to boil the soup base, otherwise, he would be a little bit careful to let the emperor of heaven cook a lot of dishes as soon as he left the customs.

But he wouldn't say that. At that time, Du Ling shook his hair and pretended to be fair: "You must eat hot pot for posting autumn fat, and if you cook vegetables, even a hot pot of green onion, ginger, and garlic is enough for Tiger Ban and Eunuch Ya." It can't be put, it's better to take out a mandarin duck pot and let everyone eat their own."

"Meow??" Why did you throw the pot at us? !

Isn't the biggest advantage of being refined is that you can eat any mess!Ask your guy to make mutton with scallions—hmm, the tabby who wanted to protest was covered by Zhang Jing's eyes and hands, and was dragged behind by his tail with his mouth in his mouth. The more stupid you are, the elders of the Shimen secretly rubbed each other to show their affection, what are you doing with you!

"Okay." Xiao Li didn't even take a look at the exaggerated performance of the 'apprentices', Xiao Li maintained that pair of indifferent fairy face, as if he was facing a memorial from a heavenly official instead of a stove.

Although it is not difficult for a sword cultivator like him to slice meat as thin as cicada's wings or make fruits and vegetables neatly shaped, but this seemingly obsessed state of wasting time in trifles, in Xiao Li's view, is An experience that brings awareness.

It's not blindly obeying the master's orders, or acting in accordance with the rules and principles of the family. Although it is only a trivial matter at present, it is a rare thing that he wants to do on his own initiative, to meet someone's expectations, and to make the other person happy.

In the past, he was willing to take care of Du Ling, give him advice, help him clean up the aftermath, and fight hand in hand with him to get involved in the disputes of the demon clan. It was not because such behavior was "correct" or "necessary", but just Because he likes it.

The retreat failed to regain the blocked cultivation, but after some internal torture, Xiao Li cleared away a little fog.

The way of heaven may be absolutely neutral, just and cold, but he, the emperor of heaven, cannot be like this.

He glanced gently at the little parrot lying on the edge of the chopping board, drooling and glistening eyes, the corners of his square and straight lips curled up slightly inconceivably: those dishes mentioned in the millennium, I will cook them slowly in the future He has eaten.

Xiao Li was thinking while choosing the spices and side dishes needed to make the big bone soup base, and he didn't feel that there was anything wrong with standing by the stove in the kitchen and refining his mind while cooking.

If Du Ling could know what this Heavenly Emperor, who is full of immortality and full of Tsinghua University, cooks a hot pot soup like some kind of elixir (and he makes alchemy like porridge!), what is the banned Internet celebrity saying? Maybe I will complain to Wu Yanzu in South America: My family is currently a great fairy, and I can explain how tall I am if I move my heart, how can it be broken if the style is too high and I can't keep up with the rhythm?

Sometimes it is difficult to answer this show of affection.

Without further ado, let's go back to hot pot (no.

It is a wise choice to eat hot pot when there are many people talking. This is not only convenient for choosing what suits your appetite, but also convenient for whispering.

Don't look at it as a gathering of the whole sect, those pretentious little demons don't know how to respect elders at all, let alone pay attention to table manners: the three Gray Magpie brothers are not afraid of cannibalism at all, and fought over a plate of chicken breast, As vegetarian birds, goose and pigeons are nibbling on corn cobs, and the crows are more fond of all kinds of meat and sweet potatoes... The ones who grab it are also flying, but fortunately, their While eating in a separate pot, the paws are not afraid of being hot, so you can pick them up casually. While eating and playing, the thick pork bone soup smells like stewed chicken feet after a while.

Zhang Jing, as a normal comprehension woman, was originally sitting at the dining table, but her master and daughter-in-law strongly demanded fried fish slices, so they had to reluctantly give up onlookers and gossip to serve Meow.

A nest of small animals whose nature is hard to move can't be controlled at all, so at the end of the fun, only Xiao Li and Du Ling are left on the table, one person and one bird, still in their original positions, solitary next to each other.

...In fact, the feeling is quite good. Du Ling took a bite of the fried belly Xiao Li gave him, it was crispy, tender and delicious, and the heat was just right, and he felt that his tired body and mind were greatly soothed.

The descendants of Huaxia have to rely on chopsticks to eat, and people like him have to rely on others to serve them. Du Ling sighed a bit melancholy while signaling with his eyes to the tacit understanding of the owner and senior brother to get some little fat sheep.

The vigorous sea is hard for water, and he really can't do the thing of stretching his claws into the bubbling hot pot soup-it's too bad if he's not afraid of being hot!

However, Xiao Li didn't understand his heart, so he still praised him very satisfied: "It's very lively." It seems that after he talked about his master's past, Du Ling never let his ears be too clean when he was not practicing. I can't feel the loneliness I was most familiar with...

Perhaps this is also a form of thoughtfulness?

Can this be called lively?This is simply a monster!

Du Ling, who is the incarnation of truth, goodness and beauty, rolled his eyes, and watched eagerly as Xiao Li scooped up the red, white, and tender slices of meat, but didn't put them directly on the sesame sauce dish in front of him, insisting on drying them out... …When you take care of kindergarten children, you like to eat hot food, which is not uncomfortable for high-risk groups of esophageal cancer.

He raised one foot again and looked down at his paw, which was flexible among birds but absolutely unable to move the chopsticks, and let out an indignant breath.

He also thought of the emptiness and coldness during the days of Xiaoli's retreat, and even the great magic weapon could not divert his attention, and the faint awareness of his petty thoughts that he didn't want to face made him even more upset.

It's not a matter of you being the flower of the jade and the high mountain, and I'm a poor man with a poor house and a big man with a foot. How are the species different...

"Oh, come on, don't worry about it, come on, let's drink!" Ming knew that he was for the transformation again.Even more anxious about how to get along after the transformation, Du Ling shook his head and waved his mind full of random thoughts, took out a bottle of gold medal Wuliangye from the space and threw it on the table with a bang.

"Come on, little pears, fill me up! Let's have a toast—this was only for the emperor's old man in the past. You must have never drank it from a poor background in a poor mountain valley." Special offer from the army x Well, it's not that in the last days, ordinary people like him can't actually get it. Even if he got it in his previous life, he has been hiding it and planning to use it for connections, and he is not willing to touch it.

But the essence of bragging is not to expose your shortcomings.

"Mellow and fragrant, sweet in the mouth, makes you hot and comfortable to the bottom of your heart, and you will be in the air from now on!" A drunken solution.

If you don’t drink, you don’t drink, if you don’t get drunk, you don’t get drunk, you can’t even eat a hot pot by yourself, you said that you have saved so many good things, there is something for you... Du Ling tilted his head to see Xiao Li sitting upright Pouring the wine gracefully, I feel that the industrially suppressed glass bottle has more ethereal air.Looking at the viscous transparent wine flowing down the glass wall slowly, this is still wine, it must be that the fine wine has not escaped.The parrot couldn't help swallowing, and the depression in his chest also dissipated a little.

To be honest, it hurts that a living person becomes a bird.

The only thing that can be called lucky these days is that he met a real good brother who drank this bottle of wine with him and didn't feel bad at all.

Yes, brother - he stared at Xiao Li's clear and jade-like side face with a pair of undrinking bird eyes, thinking with a vow.

When he transforms into a human form, he can no longer pretend to be crazy and foolish. At that time, it is most suitable to be a brother and a best friend, reliable and not embarrassing. As for the Taoist couple... Ha.

He stretched out his paw to press his glass of wine and shouted: "Damn—!"

"...cough, cough, cough," Headmaster Xiao, who had never been in contact with any alcohol other than bruise medicine wine, obediently swallowed a whole glass of pure wine in order to comfort his friend's depressed mood, and then...

Choking until tears came out, and being laughed at by a parrot, Xiao Li's face didn't know whether it was alcohol or Ke coughing too hard, but it turned red in an instant.

But the gods are gods, even if they choked on wine, they could only see that the color was not in a mess.

"Oh, I forgot that you are inexperienced, little pear, so you can just taste it a little bit." Du Ling, who had successfully cured himself, shook his head happily and put it in hindsight, not knowing what his conscience was at all: "But you still have to practice. If you are a man, you have to do it. Drink like me~"

After finishing speaking, he opened his mouth to sip the glass, and the wine turned into a stream of crystal clear water and was sucked in by him.

Hehe, he was envious of Linghu Chong's move when he watched Xiaoaojianghu back then. Although he didn't have the chance to practice martial arts anymore, he could perfectly imitate it by relying on instinct alone~ Master Bird burped, feeling that his dazzling skills were incomparable wind.

"Speaking of wine, I'm also going to use the water from Taoyuan Lingquan to make some fruit wine and try it out, and I'll bury it under the bead and bamboo forest in the back mountain. When will my brother transform into a human form, let's~

Let's get up and do it! "He didn't notice that he was talking with a bit of a tongue, and although his face couldn't be seen to be red through the layers of feathers, his eyes were already flashing with water and his vision was in a daze.

"Come on, let's go on, drink and eat meat—" Just from the corner of the eye, I saw the beef balls swelled up one by one and squeezed against the side of the pot, and Du Ling stretched out his hand as if to fish them.

Xiao Li fished back Du Ling, who almost jumped down to take a bath as a whole bird, and simply circled him in front of him to comfort Shunmao.

This is drunk.

Also, with such a small body but drinking so hard, it's strange not to be drunk, I'm afraid that's what he wants to get drunk.

Thinking about it differently, from a human to a bird that can't perform many movements, Du Ling's accumulated boredom can be imagined, and Xiao Li admires him for being able to always be optimistic, but obviously there is something wrong at this moment. Alcohol was used as a cover-up, and the depression was really uncontrollable.

Unable to think of how to reassure him, Xiao Li frowned slightly, and asked about what Du Ling was studying with great interest before he retreated: "How about the attempt of Transformation Pill?"

Because I don't know when the demon pill in Du Ling's body will be completely repaired, and even if it is repaired, I don't know if Tiandao will investigate the hidden danger of "Kan Ye"'s failure to overcome the catastrophe. To be an adult?

That's why Xiao Li once suggested that he should not rashly try to overcome the Heavenly Tribulation before his cultivation level recovered. He must know that the Dao of Heaven has never shown mercy to monsters, and it is very difficult to be safe without a magic weapon to carry thunder and no one to protect him. .

Du Ling, who regretted his life, also agreed with this, so he took the next best thing and found another way, thinking about getting a elixir that can help monsters who are not good enough to transform into form-since the Daoist sect could produce talisman water to force monsters to show their prototypes, then Why can't he do the opposite?

In Du Ling's words, if such a genius idea can be successful, at least half of the demons in the entire demon world will kneel down and call them father. From then on, they can easily reach the pinnacle of life if they want money, money and power.

...the premise is that it can be successful.

The ideal is full, but the reality is very skinny. Du Ling, who firmly believes that the human form is his prototype, fell silent for a while, and then suddenly said with a limp voice: "It's not that I haven't made it, it's just that I've refined it. Dare to use..."

Taking another sip of wine, Du Ling shook his head, not knowing which of the two Xiao Lis he should speak to: "You said it's so difficult to find a bigger monster to try the medicine? It's so deep... there are goblins coming out of the old forest, and there are not as many goblins in the city." It's a bit unkind to take the little brothers to test the medicine, entangled and entangled, and ushered in a new day with the body of a parrot sun……

"But let me tell you, little pear, it's eighteen...Jiuwen, and this time the elixir is so beautiful, it's so golden, it's really disgusting at first glance, if you don't believe me, I'll show it to you... ..." The parrot, which couldn't bend its tongue, turned its neck and pecked vigorously at its left wing, not knowing what it was looking for.

"You're drunk—" Seeing that he was about to pluck off his feathers, Xiao Li couldn't help but stretch out his hand to stop it. Unexpectedly, Du Ling's mind turned again, and he remembered how to drive the portable space to spit out what he wanted. come out.

"It's bad to bite a bite——Gudong~" Du Ling, who was excitedly holding a shiny thing in his mouth and raised his head to present the treasure, bumped into Du Ling's hand that was trying to straighten him, but when he touched and pushed it, the round elixir collapsed. It rolled down the throat and into the stomach pouch.

Now both of them were stunned.

Xiao Li, who has always been calm and self-restraining without being surprised, really couldn't calm down this time. He put his hands carefully on the side of the little parrot's body, staring at him for a moment: "...how is it?"

On the contrary, Du Ling, whose brain cells are still controlled by alcohol, has a more general demeanor. Anyway, if you stretch your head and shrink your head, you still have to pay a price. It’s better to go to Daotian if you want to become a human. A lightning strike is safe... Well, it is probably safe and non-toxic, and it will not get sick after eating.

He tilted his head and blinked his watery little black eyes, felt it seriously and thought it was nothing: "It seems that there is no response..."

However, Flag couldn't stand up in disorder, and as soon as he finished speaking, a terrifying burning sensation suddenly erupted in his stomach.The fiery feeling spread all the way to the dantian, causing Du Ling's whole bird to twitch, the pain was so painful that he couldn't even cry out.

And the cracked demon pill floating in the dantian seemed to be melted by this strange flow of fire, turning into streams of golden liquid that flowed to the limbs——

The golden light shot out from the parrot, and gradually expanded into a cloud of light and mist to envelop him. Even Xiao Li couldn't keep looking directly at him, but he still didn't want to back away. place awaits results.

Finally the golden light dissipated, and a half-kneeling figure gradually appeared in the mist of wine and perfume.

"—Du Ling?" Hehe, guess what Du Ling looks like?