The neighbor sighed, "Your wife has been waiting for you to come back since you left." ”

But the longer I waited, the smaller my hope became, and my wife became ill with longing and depression.

Although relatives and friends helped take care of him, he finally died of illness two years ago and was buried in a grave outside the city.

The long-haired ghost was silent for a long time, and did not tell the story of last night.

The long-haired ghost knows that his wife's soul must still be alive. She knew she was coming back last night, so she went home and cooked a meal for him.

"It will be difficult to eat it again in the future" This sentence rang in his ears again, making him sure that his wife must still be in the world.

After worshipping his wife at the grave, the long-haired ghost consulted a friend of the witches.

Wu Zhu also believes that the wife of the long-haired ghost is still alive, or has become a ghost, or has been trapped by Wu Zhu and the Ghost Hunter.

The long-haired ghost has since embarked on the road of finding a wife, but he has not been found until his death.

The long-haired ghost, who became a ghost, continued to wander around Yangzhou City, searching, until he met Fat Wu Zhu, who was trapped in an oil-paper umbrella.

Listening to the long-haired ghost story, I sighed for the rest of my life.

As a single dog for two lifetimes, the thief of the rest of his life envies these people who love to die and live.

He put down the cup, "You can go." ”

The long-haired ghost thanked him and floated out slowly, he was very obsessed, and he had hidden ghost power, but he was not afraid of being reincarnated.

The cold voice of the system sounded at the right time, rewarding the merit of the rest of his life with ten points.

After the rest of his life, he found a lot of ghosts, and of course fighting is indispensable.

Some ghosts punch and kick the rest of their lives as soon as they come out, adding up bad words, needless to say, these must not be good ghosts.

Fighting alone with wild ghosts, the rest of your life is not afraid, because they are too light.

The rest of his life was like a hulk, slamming them on the table with one hand, and then putting them into the oil-paper umbrella.

There are also some wild ghosts who are flattering and cold, and for the rest of their lives, they are afraid of making mistakes, so they are put into it again.

There are also some wild ghosts who were killed by execution, and the wounds are obvious, and they will not be ignored for the rest of their lives.

The remaining honest ghosts have no wounds all over their bodies, or the wounds can be seen as being killed by others, and they will only talk to them for the rest of their lives.

But there are also cunning among them, and they let go of the two wild ghosts by mistake for the rest of their lives, and their merit points are deducted as soon as they are released.

The rest of your life is fast, catch one, and the merits are offset. The other ran fast, and the rest of his life was stunned and didn't catch up.

And among the remaining ghosts, they must have an obsession to stay in the world, and there must be a touching story behind this obsession.

We talked until we were too sleepy for the rest of my life to stop.

Yu Sheng stood up and stretched his waist, and when he saw that the merit value was already more than 100 points, he casually exchanged for the swagger mountain green vegetable seeds.

The system said coldly: [Don't seek better, just the best] The task is completed, and the task reward soup pack recipe has been sent.

For the rest of my life, I recalled the making of soup dumplings, and I was really skillful.

......

The One Qian Heavenly Master woke up from his sleep with the smell of the fragrance.

He hurriedly dressed, hurried downstairs, and saw the sun rising, shining into the antechamber from the backyard.

Hachito is sitting at a table, guarding a basket of steamed buns and feasting.

He held the delicate plum blossom-shaped bun with his chopsticks, and when he bit into it, the oil splashed everywhere, and the fragrance also came out.

Badou ate with relish, and when he saw that the Heavenly Master had come down, he pinched the soup dumplings and warmly signaled to him.

His cheek oil did not affect the Heavenly Master's appetite in the slightest.

The Heavenly Master sat opposite Badou and took a pair of chopsticks, "Xiao Yu'er made it new?"

Hachito bit the bun and nodded.

Here's the opportunity to validate. The heavenly master was overjoyed, and couldn't wait to take a big bite on the plum blossom soup bun.

"Shhh The Heavenly Master was caught off guard, and the soup splashed in his mouth, and his hands were full, staining his clothes.

The Heavenly Master didn't have time to wipe it, and the aroma spread in his mouth, and the soft and fragrant soup filling had already made him forget to verify what he thought in his heart.

"Well, that's good. The Heavenly Master scalded his tongue and said vaguely to Badou.

Hachito didn't bother to respond to him, and the cage in front of him was almost finished.

Seeing this, the Heavenly Master was afraid that he would eat less, so he hurriedly swallowed it in one bite, letting the strong fragrance wreak havoc in his mouth.

The smell of soup dumplings fills the area around the inn.

It was the time when the people of the town had breakfast and worked on the ground with hoes.

Seeing that Badou and the Heavenly Master were eating Zhengxiang, Li Zheng sat down unceremoniously, took chopsticks and joined the snatching team.

As soon as he bit into it, Li Zheng was also hit, but the fragrance that immediately emitted made him not complain, but only enjoyed.

Slowly, the scent attracted more townspeople.

The bun skin is thin and the filling is large, the soup is oily, white and smooth, and it can make people drool when they look at it, and the townspeople are rushing to taste it.

"What kind of food is this?" asked the senior standing in the distance. He was late and was stuck at the back.

What's hateful is that his stupid son eats it with relish, and he doesn't let him try it.

Gao Si swallowed his saliva and secretly decided to go back and tighten the skin of Badou.

Seeing that there were more and more people, Li Zheng took the opportunity to drag the remaining two cages over to protect them, "Don't squeeze, take your time, one by one." ”

Although the Celestial Master had an opinion, he was embarrassed to speak. Badou is already full, and he is being pulled by his ears.

The Celestial Master thought about it again, and then he remembered to verify what he was thinking.

With a thought in his heart, he suddenly felt a warm current flowing from his stomach into his limbs. Although his internal strength has increased slightly, it is beyond his ability to cultivate these days.

Sure enough, the Celestial Master thought to himself that every time he made a new food for the rest of his life, it would inevitably have such an effect.

It's just that he can't figure out the reason for this.

Here's already a clip to the folks one by one.

Gao Si chewed, like his son's cheek oil, and said vaguely: "Xiao Yu'er's cooking skills have made great progress." ”

"Hmm. Orion Li Laosan tasted it, "It's just that the taste is a little lighter." ”

"Go. Everyone pushed him away, and Uncle Shi said, "That's your boy's taste." ”

After Li Zheng finished dividing with everyone, he saw that there were still four or five in the cage, and suddenly everyone's eyes were staring.

Li Zheng waved his hand, "This is reserved for the sixth master and the fifth grandmother." ”

Only then did everyone retract their gaze.

Hearing the sound, Aunt Ma, who was holding the sewing clothes, said strangely: "Why haven't you seen the sixth master go out recently?"

Uncle Fisherman Gen said: "I saw the sixth master sitting at the door yesterday, but his face was a little not very good. ”

When Li Zheng heard this, he said, "Then we have to go over and have a look." ”

A few older people nodded, and Sui Li Zheng went with the cage, but Uncle Gen stayed with a basin.

Aunt Ma looked over and saw a golden carp in the pot.

She was surprised: "I said Lao Gen, why did you bring the fish to the inn, get out, get out." Saying that, Uncle Gen went out.

Uncle Gen dodged sideways, and looked up to see that everyone's eyes fell on him.

Uncle Gen, the fisherman, hurriedly explained: "This is not what I fished, Xiaogen went into the city to sell fish yesterday, and saw a golden carp that collected the fish, so he bought it back." ”

The Heavenly Master had just come back to his senses from his internal strength, and said strangely: "Can the inn burn the golden carp?"

"No!" everyone decided.

Because he is a demon hunter, Aunt Ma is still polite, "Lao Yu's rule is that the inn does not cook fish dishes." ”

"Why is that?"

"There are so many whys. Uncle Gen said impatiently, "This golden carp was bought for the release of the small fish." ”