"Cheng Feng, do you know what immortal meat is?" Huang Zhaji asked him with a smile.

"Fairy meat? Isn't this a white-haired human-faced mushroom? That thing can be considered fairy meat, right? I've heard that if you eat this big mushroom correctly, it can get rid of all kinds of diseases in the human body! ”

"Huh...... I'll tell you, this isn't a human-faced fungus! But the appearance and growth habits are similar, its way of eating is very particular, the reason why it is called fairy meat, is because the thing wrapped in this cocoon is a thousand years of immortal body, like the old gods in the sky, longevity and Tianqi! Huang Zhazhi looked at the meat cocoon with a smile, the smell of blood in the meat cocoon was cold, and there seemed to be a little frost on the white hair on the surface, and there was a silver-white light in the moonlight.

"Uh...... Could it be the elixir in the Taishang Laojun Dan furnace? Come on, don't sell it, you just say how to get it, right? "Ma Chengfeng is a monk who is the second of Zhang, and he doesn't have much research on eating.

Huang Zha Paper first instructed him to bring out the big iron pot of boiling water in the house and put it in front of the earthen pit, which was already boiling at this time.

He took out a pile of yellow paper from the back basket and lit it and threw it into the air, and then recited the words in his mouth: "The immortal has passed away for a thousand years, leaving a hundred catties of the immortal body." I can't recognize a hundred catties of fairy meat, and I sigh that the immortal monarch is confused. The dust eyes polished the body of the fairy-eater, and only hoped that the immortal monarch would kick the blissful ...... "The paper money in the sky fell flutteringly, and Huang Zha paper read it, and also lit three incense sticks and inserted them in front of the soil pit, and kowtowed three times to the cocoon of the white flowers.

"Bother Cheng Feng to use your seven-star blade to cut through the flesh cocoon, remember, you must not damage the immortal flesh inside, and no matter what you see for a while, don't shout, if you startle the immortal, then the meat will not be fresh?" Huang Zhazhi instructed Ma Chengfeng to say.

"Ouch, I knew I was going to cut it at noon, it's really troublesome."

"Boy, don't talk nonsense, if you cut open the immortal clothes when the yang qi is heavy, then this thing will not only be inedible, but will immediately turn into a poisonous mist, and then the whole tunzi will no longer have any more gasps, you, you, you have grown so big, why are you still acting so recklessly?"

Ma Chengfeng sighed, thinking to himself that I will always be a child in front of you, and I won't live a good life without you? "Well, you can do whatever you say."

Ma Chengfeng took a deep breath, raised the seven-star blade in his hand and slashed it down against the bright moonlight, his sword skills are not said now, plus the seven-star blade is extremely sharp, isn't it easy to cut through this layer of white flower cocoons? The soft and smooth white hair was cut off little by little by the Seven Star Blade, and the cocoon was cut open layer by layer, and then, the first thing that caught my eye was a black mess, like a ball of withered grass. Immediately after, a demonic aura floated out of the mouth of the cocoon.

Ma Chengfeng was afraid that this demonic aura was poisonous, so he subconsciously covered his mouth and nose and wanted to dodge back.

"Don't be afraid, it's non-toxic, it's corpse gas! Normal. ”

This sentence can make Ma Chengfeng stunned, corpse? Isn't there some kind of fairy meat wrapped in here? How can there still be corpse gas? Could it be that the fairy meat in their mouths is ......

"What are you doing? Keep cutting it open, go down with a knife, don't be sluggish, or it will continue to grow calluses. Huang Zhashi urged him.

Ma Chengfeng didn't dare to hesitate, swallowed his saliva, and slashed down again, the cocoon was cut open by the Seven Star Blade little by little, and sure enough, as Ma Chengfeng expected, it was not any fairy flesh here, the black mess he saw at first was the guy's hair, this turned out to be a big dumpling! The big zongzi sat cross-legged in the white cocoon, his eyes closed, his hands on his chest, and his expression was very serene, as if he was asleep.

"I wipe ...... Can you eat this? Ma Chengfeng was trembling when he saw it! Eating big zongzi? He didn't dare to think about it in his life, not because he dared to eat it, but because he could eat it? So everyone should play according to their own people?

The big zongzi in the cocoon was a man, he was about fifty when he died, and his clothes were almost rotten, only the rosary hanging around his neck was left, and the beads seemed to be stained with a layer of slimy ointment, which should be the corpse oil left over from the decomposition of the corpse. I don't know how many years this big zongzi is, but since this thing has been buried under the old Han's house, it must not be too long, otherwise it would have been dug up long ago when the house was built? But looking at his dress, he doesn't look like a Central Plains or a Korean.

"What are you seeing? Fairy meat can't see the light, how can you let us eat it when we're old for a while? Hurry up and throw him in the pot! Huang Zhaji commanded.

"This ...... Master Huang, is this a big zongzi? Are you sure you can eat it? This...... No...... You can't cheat the corpse, right? "Ma Chengfeng, don't say touch it, I feel disgusting when I look at it.

"Huh...... Let you stew it, this is not an ordinary big zongzi, different from the coffin in the ancient tomb, you look at him as flesh, in fact, this meat is not the other meat, you will know it after a while. "Huang Zhazhi looks very easy-going, and he is not bad to Ma Chengfeng's family, how can he be a pervert who eats dead human flesh?

But since the two of them have ordered, Ma Chengfeng is not good at disobeying, so he has to pinch his nose and pick up the big zongzi, not to mention, he thought that a big zongzi was buried in the ground, and the water in his body evaporated a lot, but even if it is this skin and bones, it must have seventy or eighty pounds, right? But I felt that something was wrong when I reached out and hugged it, it was too light, it was no exaggeration to say that it was at most ten catties, and when I reached out and hugged it, the shriveled skin on the surface of this big zongzi immediately sank, and the skin was also dry and cracked, and a hole was broken with a light poke.

He had no choice but to throw the zongzi into the boiling water of the iron pot according to the instructions of the two of them. I can't bear to look at it, but it's also a person! He suddenly remembered the episode in "Journey to the West" where Tang Seng ate ginseng fruit, Tang Seng didn't eat it no matter how many apprentices persuaded him, so he thought it was no different from eating children. But his three apprentices ate with relish. This is the scene now, after the big zongzi was thrown into the iron pot, he immediately closed the lid, for fear of seeing that cruel scene.

Ma Chengfeng took the iron pot into the house and sat on the stove, Na Xi and the others didn't know what ingredients were in it, so they hurriedly added firewood to the stove pit. The iron pot began to bubble again, and Ma Chengfeng covered his mouth and ran to the door retching. Xiao Man asked him what was wrong, and he said you should not ask, if you know, it is estimated that you will not have to eat for a few days!

(End of chapter)