Apocalyptic Forecast

Chapter 683: Worship

In this cold morning courtyard.

   Humber saw Guo Shouque again.

   With his back to Kohaku, he still looks like a middle-aged man, humming something quietly beside him.

   After taking off his shirt, his upper body is already naked. The strong muscles of the back are exposed in the morning light, which is the vitality brought by the abundant life.

   But, under the seemingly healthy skin color, there are indeed gray and black colors surging. The abnormal texture and lungs pulsated under that body, exuding an inhuman breath.

In this way, Guo Shouque rolled up his trousers, stepped forward and stepped into the waist-deep water until the cold lake flooded his abdomen. He raised his hands, scooped up cold water droplets, and sprinkled them on his face and body. Above.

   washes his body carefully.

   Finally, put his hands together and closed his eyes.

   is obviously facing her back, but Amber can feel... that person is smiling, she is very satisfied, smiling very gratefully.

   Amber stood quietly in the distance, for a long time, until Guo Shouque opened his eyes again, he asked curiously, "What are you doing?"

   Guo Shouque lowered his head and looked at the rippling lake. After a long time, he calmly responded: "Respect God."

   respect the gods.

   An old man like a devil is worshipping the gods in such a solemn and solemn way.

   There is nothing more abrupt and funny in this world.

   Amber sneered: "You would expect the gods in this world to show pity to you?"

   "Amber, what Dongxia people awe in awe, is not the kind of tangible thing-because the tangible is perishable and cannot last forever."

   Guo Shouque lifted up the lake, washing his arms and long white hair, his expression was so peaceful that he didn't look like himself, and he whispered, "The only thing that has come from eternity is the unpredictable providence.

   I sincerely express my joy and gratitude to it. "

   He said: "Because it responded to me."

   When speaking like this, Guo Shouque smiled, as if he was...getting happiness.

   Very peaceful.

   When I was fourteen years old, I got up before five o'clock in the morning, took a bath and changed clothes, prayed devoutly, and expressed my sincere gratitude for the wonderful and mysterious destiny.

   Such pious respect has never been interrupted for a day.

   I am still studying culinary art today, and I am still making progress today, it is great!

   Even though it was rough and difficult, Guo Shouque never regretted even a second in his long life.

   Even if the people betrayed their relatives, even if the disease is not healed, even if you can feel the tingling in the soul with every breath now, but such a life, it is so happy!

  It's been a long time, Guo Shouque feels...Heart is surging!

   Since the age of one hundred and sixty, there is no longer such an impatient desire!

   wants to ravage his opponent.

   completely defeated her, won victory, cast shadows, gave ridicule and scars, reaped frustrated expressions and hateful eyes... Will she be in pain? Will she be unwilling? Can she still remain confident? Can you still have eyes that are so firm and jealous? Can you still show that smile that is as flawless as the Holy Spirit?

   Just thinking of this, Guo Shouque was so excited that he couldn't restrain himself!

  As he prayed, his expression became more solemn and magnificent.

   is like the Holy Spirit.

   Humber looked at his pious look, only to feel a moment of absurdity: "Guo Shouque, would you actually pray for your victory?"

   "No, I'm praying, the sun will rise sooner."

   Guo Shouque smiled happily, raised his hand and pointed to the sky.

   "Look, Amber."

   He said, "My **** responded to me."

   Along with his words, just above the sky, a huge sun wheel slowly rises. The group of intense light jumped out of the gravitational force of the horizon in the tyrannical maneuver, gradually rising, a little bit, occupying the main axis of heaven and earth.

   But, it's still slow, which makes people hate and can't wait.

   Hurry up, the sun!

   Please, shine on me!

   Sprinkle the sunshine of your compassion, shine on me, shine on my dead body, to witness the few good times left-you are so short, you leave so quickly, why hurry when you arrive?

  In the lake, the praying man squinted his eyes, bathing in the sunlight falling from the sky.

laughing out loud.

   sang happily!

   As if to smell the true meaning, there are withered lotus flowers quietly blooming in the pond, the pure white petals are spreading, the rich and greedy fragrance spreads, haunting the world.

  .

  .

   When the dark door opened again in front of her, Huaishi felt that she was walking into **** step by step.

   It is not the cold wind blowing on the face, what the eyes see is the same as before, and what you feel when you step forward step by step is the same calm mood as usual.

   But it is difficult to suppress such an uneasy omen, nor can I imagine what kind of enemy is waiting for me in the arena.

   Even the scorching sun at noon is gradually losing its temperature.

  The further down, the more I can feel this deep bone marrow abnormality.

   When the last door was opened, the frozen air and scene were revealed.

   No one spoke in the silent stands, even if they were almost full, everyone was gloomy or uneasy, only vague humming came from the arena.

   "It's so slow, Miss Huang Zhi."

   Guo Shouque shrugged and spread his hands: "The flowers I've been waiting for are all thanked."

   "……"

   In a daze, Huai Shi didn't know how to pick up such an old stalk. He just wanted to sigh: "The old man shouldn't force himself to keep up with the trend, okay, let's surf the Internet next time."

   Guo Shouque on the stage smiled, composed and without any ferocious breath.

   kind eyebrows and kind eyes, so serene.

   Like a monk who sees through the world, he has no desires and no desires, only the darkness in his eyes is getting thicker and thicker, as if he has broken through all the disguise.

   looked at Huai Shi.

   Finally, he looked at the huge material box in his hand.

It is still so huge after being almost flattened, and I am afraid it will be as tall as a whole person if it is erected.

   "It seems that I have brought a lot of things, do you need me to help carry it?"

   "No need, old arms and legs are gone, how bad it is to flash."

   Huaishi stepped up the steps, step by step, walked out towards Guo Shouque, and put down the box in his hand.

   When I turned my head and looked down the stage, I could see Amber's calm eyes, and the kitchen devils were disgusted or unhappy, or full of expectant complex expressions.

   Guo Shouque nodded in satisfaction, "Look, everyone is looking forward to it, don't let them wait."

   "No, I think they are just looking forward to your defeat."

  Miss Huaizhi smiled, raised her head, and looked on the high platform: "Is there no one there today?"

   "I don't like people standing too high to make comments, so let them sit down a little bit... The two messengers are both good listeners and follow good advice."

   Guo Shouque turned his head and glanced at the two public officials under the court.

   One face is earthy, the other looks ashen.

   But no one objected.

   "It can be announced."

   Guo Shouque reminded thoughtfully.

   The earthy face shivered, opened his mouth, stammered, and began to recite the doctrines that no one cares about. The one with the green face rang the bell next to him.

   This tamed dog-like posture made Huaishi couldn't help but wonder: This old man is domineering in this way... Could it be that they made meatloaf for breakfast?

   But no matter what, in the clear sound of the bell, under the witness of the emperor's messenger...The final showdown between the chefs and monsters began without any extravagance.

   "Which one of us will come first?"

   Huaishi asked, stretched out his hand, took out a few Yingzhou coins left over from buying a drink from his pocket, tossed it, and suggested: "Would you like to guess the coin?"

   "Okay."

   Guo Shou has shortcomings, his smile is still kind, without the slightest objection.

   "I want flowers." He said.

   "Then I want words."

   Huaishi thought for a while, raised his hand, and randomly tossed out the coin in his hand.

   In the almost solidified time, only the coin rose slowly, passed through the eyes of the two people, climbed to the top, hovered for a moment, reflected a faint iron light in the air, and fell down.

   is still so anxious.

   fell down in that slow flip.

   Until a crisp burst, amid the rapid rotation and hum, the vibrating coin returned to calm on the table. In the audible silence of the needle drop, everyone raised their heads and looked at the results on the table.

   There is only Huai Shi, staring into Guo Shouque’s eyes.

   puzzled.

   From beginning to end, this old guy didn't seem to have any thoughts of doing it, as if... letting go, never did anything.

   When the result came out, he opened his eyes and smiled, showing the joy from the heart.

   Even if Huai Shi wins in the end!

   On the side of the coin, is the word...

   Huaishi lowered his head, looking at the result of the coin, even if he had already taken the lead, he couldn't feel any ease.

"It's great, Miss Huaizhi, I'm happy for you, you won't be defeated before the round..." Guo Shouque applauded and laughed happily: "Sure enough, luck is standing by me. One side!"

  Satisfied look like that is really irritating.

"There is no need to ruin the rivalry experience from the beginning, Senior Guo." Huai Shi raised her eyes and looked over: "You should know that if you want to compare the match, I am more confident than cooking. "

   "That's true, Miss Huaizhi is really a rival."

Guo Shouque said with sincere emotion: "However, just now, the old words came from the heart, I really want to see Miss Huaizhi as the opponent's active shadow on the field! Just like the legendary Valkyrie from the Golden Palace The gorgeous posture is really heartbreaking!"

Although    said that, it is a pity that Huai Shi didn't believe a word.

   How despicable and indecent Guo Shouque was when he entered the game, but he has already experienced it, how could it be his way? Even if the old thing took out a **** photo of his face in the next moment, Huai Shi's heart would not have any fluctuations or surprises.

  This kind of discipline is really not available to everyone.

   But work, I still have to continue.

Huai Shi unscrewed the bottle of mineral water~lightnovelpub.net~ poured huge buckets of purified water into the pot, turned on the fire, then flipped through the material box, and found a quilt. The tightly packed small bags wrapped in layers of filter bags were randomly thrown into the pot and covered with a lid.

"Is this... to stew soup?" Guo Shouque raised his eyebrows and smiled strangely: "Will the war of attrition begin? It doesn't matter, three hours, five hours, even one day and one night, I will wait for you. , Miss Huaizhi, the old heart is very hot for you!"

   "Don't think too much, it's just a pretreatment of the ingredients that will be used next."

   Huaishi glanced at him: "Next are the ingredients for this round."

  The material box finally opened.

   Just in full view, he stretched out his hand and plunged into the attached water tank. What was taken out of it was a lively tail...

   "Tiger Puffer!?"

   Someone lost their voice in amazement, and repeatedly looked at the tiger-like markings on the pufferfish, as well as the familiar breath. Turning his head in disbelief, he looked at the gloomy Hell Kitchen Demon sitting at the back.

   Huaizhi Suzi's opponent in the first round of the showdown between the chefs and monsters is from the frontier·Huangquan Hirazaka, the chef-general of the century-old restaurant ‘Three Ways’-Fukajin Kei!

  At the same time, he is also the only man in the world who can take out tiger puffer...

   "What do you see me doing?"

   Shenjin raised that pale face, and asked indifferently: "I've seen that old guy upset, can't you?".

   This statement does make sense.

   If there are no purple bruises on his eye sockets, it would be more real.