In a trance, Guo Shouque seemed to see an erratic illusion from the steam rising in the pot.

　　 In the illusion, a yellow and white dog squatted lonely on the road. Looking back, tears appeared in his eyes.

　　Don't kill, please don't kill!

　　 What on earth did I do wrong being so tortured by you? Why do you treat me this way?

　　The innocent and resentful voice resounded in my ears, and I felt the bitterness with empathy-the soft rice in the mouth, the loving fish in the pot, suddenly no longer fragrant.

　　 Happiness belongs to others, and I have nothing.

　　 Guo Shouque’s chewing paused for a moment, and his ivory chopsticks trembled slightly. At this moment, he felt unprecedented...loneliness!

　　 At this moment, I don't know why, all the people in the audience have a strange illusion.

　　——He looks like a dog.

　　 "It's so humble.

In the midst of the taste that gradually turned from strong to bitter, Guo Shouque raised his head and experienced this novel taste: "The humble is simply, not worth mentioning...Miss Huaizhi, your spite of malice is truly delicious. !"

　　 Raising his head, throwing a spoonful of fish and soft rice into the bottomless throat, Guo Shouque grinned and laughed cheerfully: "Even if it is dog food, it makes people happy!"

　　 Behind him, the long gray hair went without wind, and the thick darkness slowly rose up, turning into a violent flame, rising wantonly.

　　 There is a breath of terror spreading from his body.

　　 makes the entire arena literally... hell.

　　 The radiation of the soul of this person alone is enough to break the blockade of the present situation and form such a terrible pollution.

　　 This terrible calamity and background are beyond expectation.

　　 Huai poem, dumbfounded.

　　 I have never seen such a terrible single dog.

　　 It’s just a dog food, isn’t it?

　　 Why is it so sour? It's a shame that I didn't take out the bag earned by Witch's Night, otherwise, would this old man explode on the spot?

　　 There is also the cost of the stone pavilion and the balance on my card now...

　　 and his corrupt character.

　　 is really terrible.

　　 Now, under the stimulation of this humble feeling and anger, Guo Shouque opened his mouth, unexpectedly bursting out with endless appetite and strength.

　　 Under the stimulus of malice, even greater malice was produced.

　　 swept away everything on the table.

　　 Especially not enough, he picked up the plate and pot, stuck out his extremely long tongue, and sucked away the last drop of soup.

　　 Carefree, open eyebrows and smile.

"how is the taste?"

　　 Huaishi looked at his violent posture and asked.

　　 "Excellent! Unfortunately, it's still not enough!"

　　 Guo Shouque raised his hand, wiped the corners of his mouth, licked the lingering smell of blood in his mouth, and sucked his own blood with gusto.

　　 Just in the aftertaste, he suddenly said: "Miss Huaizhi, do you know the most essential core of the Abyssal Kitchen Demon?

　　 What makes the Kitchen Demon unique in the abyss, allowing us to form such a huge organization, standing side by side with disaster musicians, doomsday painters, and dark barbers at the top of the "Graveyard of the Returnless"? "

　　 Huai Shi was taken aback, but he didn't expect that he would ask this, and found that... I had never thought about it.

　　 "Are you trying to say that the never-ending appetite and human desire contribute to all this?"

　　 "That's just the source, it's just an inducement. What kind of path is guided by this? What kind of results are obtained? What kind of quintessence is obtained?"

Guo Shouque’s rage gradually calmed down. A mysterious smile appeared on the middle-aged face. He asked and answered: "Whether it is the Muse Club, the Hell Music Association, the Cooking Demon Organizing Committee, and the Barber Association, the representatives and masters , Is one of the most massive quintessence among countless hells and disasters.

The doomsday painter of the 　　 Muse Club pursues the beauty of ‘constant’ and ‘unchanged’ in hell. Therefore, it has extended the skill of keeping fleeting disasters and superb views into the book and maintaining eternal time.

The calamity musicians focus on the essence of'change' and'movement' relative to it. Therefore, they are good at weaving and catalyzing the way, using movements to unify countless calamities into a whole, making it an incredible transformation. .

Barbers are different from musicians. They are like gardeners taking care of the nursery. They trim disasters and miracles. They don’t pay attention to integration and unity. Instead, they focus on the independence and harmony of each disaster and miracle, and correct their shortcomings. Make it as close to its original pure posture as possible.

　　 In the end, it’s the Hell Chef——"

Guo Shouque crossed his fingers and smiled happily: "All the magic skills of cooking are highly similar to alchemy. This is not unreasonable. Because what we are after is to completely melt malice and curse, from the fire and the cauldron. The mid-arrival metamorphosis, to complete this purer outbreak!"

　　 An instant silence.

　　 Like a thunderbolt passing through Huaishi's mind, the fleeting electric light illuminates the original chaos, making everything suddenly realized.

　　 Constant, changing, harmonious and explosive.

　　 This is the very different essence of the four doomsday painters, disaster musicians, barbers, and kitchen demons.

　　 Before this, Huai poems were only used subconsciously.

　　 has never been able to think of such a profound place.

　　 It is not just Guo Shouque, even the cook demon in the audience has never heard of the generalization and answers of such a high-rise building, and for a while, they showed incredible expressions.

　　 At the same time, I became more suspicious...

　　 I don't know why Guo Shouque mentioned this topic suddenly, or what medicine he sold in the gourd.

　　 "Miss Huaizhi, I have to say, you are indeed a rare good material-this one is just an instinctive use, and it has been able to achieve such an exaggerated result, it is really amazing!"

　　Guo Shouque raised his body with his hands, slowly got up, raised his face with cracks, his smile was soothing and scary: "I, from the bottom of my heart, feel... joy!"

　　 Huaishi was silent, and once again felt the sense of crisis like a light on his back.

　　 But I don't know where I made an omission.

　　 "Unfortunately, your delaying tactics will no longer be useful."

　　 Guo Shouque smiled grimly, stretched out his hand and unscrewed the gas under the bamboo basket. The flames rose, illuminating the hazy face: "I have found..."

　　 "——Your fatal weakness!"

　　 Huai poem instantly stiffened in place.

　　 For an instant, there was a panic of buying a house with a loan and someone else picked it up without subsistence allowance!

　　 Immediately, this weird illusion has dissipated, and what is rising in his heart is a hundred thousand points of vigilance-this kind of opponent with no lower limit, it is impossible for him to use any tricks.

　　 He must concentrate on.

　　 Keep calm.

　　 "What weakness?" Miss Huaizhi raised her hand, pulled her long hair on her shoulders behind her, and smiled casually: "Do I still have weaknesses?"

　　 was actually panicked.

　　Mom, this **** didn't know about her women's clothing from Kohaku...

　　 When he thinks that he is about to face the ending of social death, Huai Shi's face under the disguise becomes muddy, panicking.

　　 And Guo Shouque just raised his hand, took out a stack of yellow paper filled with writing from his pocket, and randomly stuffed it into the firelight under the stove.

　　 The sacred and solemn handwriting instantly burned out with the yellow paper, without leaving any fly ash.

　　 is as if in an instant, following the burning of the flame, reaching straight above the sky, reaching up to the sky.

　　 Huaishi frowned, wondering what it was.

　　 "I've heard of it before, miss the paper."

Guo Shouque said with a smile: "This is the real thing I took out from the East Xia Museum before I left, and it is also one of the necessary prerequisites for the next works-it's like an official report to God, treating you as an enemy. Personality, behavior, and even the past history are all denied, degraded and degraded, working schemingly to find out every weakness and opportunity you can take advantage of, magnify it and distort it... But in the final analysis, it is just wanting to add a crime, for the next kill. Find a justification for your actions."

　　 Guo Shouque said calmly, "Here we are just going through a process to show dignity."

　　 At that moment, the rich fragrance of spices rose from the bamboo basket, as if countless copper cauldrons were burning thousands of catties of spices, and the extremely luxurious and solemn atmosphere spread.

　　 What followed was the unspeakable grandeur and deep temptation—something was slowly brewing in the darkest part of the bamboo basket, completing the final process.

　　 Finally, as the bamboo basket was opened, the bright golden light burst out.

　　 That is a...pig's head!

　　 As expected——

　　 Huaishi's pupils contracted, and his heart sank to the bottom. Such a formal ceremony is no longer within the scope of Shao Jail, I am afraid this is the thing that I have always been most afraid of.

　　-too fast!

　　 At that moment, Guo Shouque folded his hands together and made a crisp sound, shattering the dead silence on the arena.

　　 "Please, Miss Huaizhi." He said, "This is today's first dish-special hog!"

　　 "Is it really too fast?" Huai Shi asked seriously.

"Of course, the cow is the first, the sheep is the next, and the hog is the next... Today, in order to defeat the work you prepared, there are only these three!" Guo Shouque laughed strangely: "In other words, if you finish eating If I'm safe and sound, I can count as a loser!"

　　 is like once provoking many kitchen monsters~lightnovelpub.net~ established rules that are detrimental to oneself without any worries.

　　 In other words... he has full confidence.

　　 Within these three dishes, Huai Shi was completely defeated!

　　 "I'm afraid this is more than a special hog, right?"

　　 Huaishi closed his eyes, sniffed the smell in the air, distinguishing a different scent from the solemn and thick fragrance.

　　 That is the smell of alcohol...

　　Scent of wine?

"Yes, I used wine." Guo Shouque kept in his hands, preparing the next dipping saucers and dipping sauces for Huai Shi: "After all, how many years old is it. During the Zhou Dynasty, even oil and There is no chicken essence or chili, and the taste is definitely not very good. Today, it must be changed to adapt to the times."

　　 "I'm afraid, it's not just that!"

　　 Huai Shi sneered.

　　 That scent of wine is the most critical thing, the most threatening thing, from which Huai Shi has even distinguished the scent of plants.

　　 The moment he picked up the chopsticks, the aroma of wine became clearer and clearer, lingering in the tip of his nose and soul, and spreading rapidly.

　　What kind of wine is this?

　　 Huai Shi can't tell.

　　 "Bao Mao."

　　 Guo Shouque smiled happily, and he carefully examined the movement of raising his chopsticks, and whispered softly: "This is a superb wine purified with a spear..."

　　 At that moment, Huaishi saw it.

　　 is not a dangerous peak, nor a cliff, nor a snake, a tiger, or a tiger.

　　 What appeared in front of him at this moment was a brilliant golden light.

　　 Without any hindrance.

　　 What he saw was a great way to the sky.

　　 A smooth journey!