Gourmet of Another World Chapter 1820: I Bu Fang, no need to retreat
A simple table.
Ordinary and ordinary, but the ordinary reveals the extraordinary.
Can actually suppress the God of Cooking dishes on the table, and even say that it does not seem bleak!
That's God of Cooking dishes, using the top ingredient and culinary arts dishes from the most precious Kitchen Tools.
With ordinary dishes, one day, one place ...
Bu Fang raised his hand and made a please gesture.
Later.
In the void, a little white light began to converge quickly, and soon a figure came together.
The figure fell on the dining table and sat on the chair.
The figure is very vague, exactly the same as the figure Bu Fang saw in the dark.
exactly God of Cooking.
God of Cooking did not speak. He appeared this time, but was only responsible for the assessment, so he did not speak.
Bu Fang also opened the chair, sat down, and looked at it faintly.
He did n’t care about this life-and-death assessment, and he was n’t even nervous.
I feel calm and calm in my heart. This feeling is very wonderful.
This is the last assessment.
It was calmer than the first assessment.
Or, this precisely mental transformation.
God of Cooking grabbed the chopsticks.
You ca n’t see your face clearly on the misty head.
The chopsticks fell and picked up a steamed dumpling.
The steamed dumpling exudes heat, and the dumpling skin is crystal clear. Under the light, the dumpling filling inside is reflected.
Very ordinary dumpling.
From the outside, there is no strange place.
God of Cooking opened her mouth and took a bite of dumpling.
With a bite, the heat slipped out like silk and spread into the air.
The taste of dumpling stuffing is very delicious, the water-skilled cabbage is full of water, and the meat stuffing is also full of chewy.
But ...
These are not the most important.
After God of Cooking took a bite of dumpling, his body suddenly froze.
After a long time.
It's leisurely sigh.
dumpling is contaminated with Sauce, the entrance is more fragrant.
A plate of dumpling, nine dumpling, and God of Cooking bite by bite.
Ordinary dishes, which made him unable to control his hands, were completely stuffed into his mouth.
This feeling ...
He has n’t felt more than young man?
After eating dumpling.
God of Cooking looked at dragon whisker.
A cute omelette is placed on the surface of the dragon whisker surface.
Remove the fried egg, and the hot scent suddenly surges out.
The broth of dragon whisker noodles is very clear.
chī liū.
God of Cooking took a sip of soup.
It smells strange in the mouth.
There is no amazing taste, ingredient is just a simple and ordinary ingredient.
But the fusion ... it was born a taste that made him inexplicable.
This taste seems to melt his heart.
Bu Fang sits in a chair and watches quietly.
No interruption to God of Cooking's taste of cuisines.
Take a deep sip of soup, God of Cooking exhales.
In this breath, how much fatigue and how much do you miss ...
Bu Fang's gaze moved slightly.
God of Cooking is also a person with a story.
A mouthful of dragon whisker, with a soft taste, making God of Cooking repeatedly nodding.
He buried his head, eating noodles, eating eggs, very quiet, only the chī liū sound when he was eating.
Suddenly.
Bu Fang froze.
Because he saw a little golden teardrop, dripping from the misty head of God of Cooking.
It clicked and fell into the soup of dragon whisker noodles, causing the soup to ripple.
Bu Fang pursed her lips and did not speak.
Perhaps, God of Cooking has already felt ...
God of Cooking raised his hand, propped his forehead, and sighed while eating noodles.
The posture is helpless and sad.
Although he is expensive as God of Cooking, the supreme existence, but to the feeling of Bu Fang, the latter seems to be a mortal, is a simple person.
dragon whisker noodles have also been eaten up.
There is not much soup left, only one green onion sticks in the bowl.
God of Cooking gently lowered the bowl.
He picked up the white rice.
Take a bite of rice, the round rice grains, with fresh rice fragrance, eat chewing in the mouth, and even exude sweetness.
A small piece of stir-fried meat was sandwiched, which was stir-fried with thinly sliced pork.
A piece of meat entrance, God of Cooking's hand holding chopsticks seems to be shaking.
Every dish contains emotions, which is the crystallization of Bu Fang's five hundred years of mortal life.
Various emotions are incorporated into it.
Such a dish may be more attractive than cuisines which uses Top Grade ingredient culinary arts.
The rice bottomed out, and the fried meat was finished.
Four simple dishes, all cleaned by food.
However, the God of Cooking dish on the table left only dim light.
Not so dazzling anymore.
God of Cooking leaned back in his chair, Bu Fang did not speak, and looked at him quietly.
What is the result of this last test, Bu Fang is unclear.
God of Cooking does not know what he is thinking.
The feeling of God of Cooking to Bu Fang is as if an ordinary person generally has blood and flesh.
The latter looks at the sky dome, Bu Fang can feel the blurred eyes coming out of it, and looks at the sky.
That look is a story.
After a long time.
God of Cooking raised his hand and swept it.
The God of Cooking dishes on the table disappeared.
"It's really a perfect table."
God of Cooking Road.
His voice seems to be very hoarse at this moment.
"The affectionate dishes are indeed very attractive, but this road is difficult to take ..."
The eyes of God of Cooking finally fell on Bu Fang.
Bu Fang nodded.
"If the sky is loving, the sky is old, if you pursue the sentiment, you will age with the years ... I have seen through 500 years."
"This is like a rule that cannot be broken."
God of Cooking stood up and took the hand: "I just want to ask you one last time ... are you really going to go this way?"
Bu Fang also stood up and held his hand. The two stood in front of the door of the forest hut and looked out to the wilderness of stretch as far as the eye can see.
"I can't be ruthless, there is no way out."
Silent for a long time.
God of Cooking laughed.
"Congratulations, you passed the last assessment ... Your dishes are very charming, and the emotions in them are touching."
"In the past, I didn't understand this feeling and thought that ruthlessness can be eternal, but it can't do true ruthlessness, causing red dust, and finally disappeared into the starry sky ..."
"I hope you do n’t step into my footsteps, maybe you do n’t need my inheritance anymore ... but I have to tell you that sentiment is not that good, so I will give you a way out."
God of Cooking.
Om ...
Everything in the forest hut is beginning to change.
The environment is collapsing.
Later ...
Everything around has become pitch-black like ink.
It turned into a darkness where you couldn't see your fingers.
Bu Fang stared blankly.
He knows that everything just now is not real, but that feeling is like real ...
It is worthy of God of Cooking, which is the ultimate existence.
Om ...
A little light flashes.
The white light is dazzling, like a star blooming in the night sky.
The next moment, the white light is getting brighter and brighter, and a holy lotus appears in front of Bu Fang.
"This is forgetting lotus, if you want to take a step back, you can eat it, it can make you forget all emotions."
God of Cooking sound becomes distant.
Later ...
A golden book slowly emerged.
Bu Fang recognized that it was God of Cooking menu.
But unlike the previous incomplete God of Cooking menu, this God of Cooking menu ... is complete.
The aura of the supreme Great Dao exudes above, and the terrifying Bu Fang heart is beating with no effort.
Is the inheritance of precisely God of Cooking?
God of Cooking menu ...
"The last inheritance of precisely, the inheritance of God of Cooking menu ... However, menu is a ruthless way, if you really inherit ... You must erase all emotions, forget the emotions, otherwise you will be the power of God of Cooking menu Tear the soul. "
The sound of God of Cooking is extremely distant.
Bu Fang eyes fixed.
God of Cooking is indeed ruthless, although there is a ray of emotion in it, it is still ruthless.
Therefore, if you want to inherit the God of Cooking heritage, you also need to choose ruthlessness.
Bu Fang hesitated.
He pursued the so-called God of Cooking road, and now he is almost at the end, he is almost at the door.
The end of merciless path, precisely God of Cooking menu.
Just choose to accept and turn it into a new generation of God of Cooking.
On the other end, he walked out of the sentimental path himself, but the sentimental path was covered with fog and had too much unknown.
One side is the way of the predecessors, and the other side is the way of yourself.
Which one to choose?
This is really a difficult choice.
How to choose?
Bu Fang is hesitant and contemplative.
A forgetful lotus blooms quietly in the darkness.
Glamorous cannot be created.
Just a glance, as if the mind will be completely sucked away.
Mu Hong son once said that the forgotten lotus can help him stop a disaster.
What about precisely?
If you choose the path of God of Cooking, it will not be destroyed, which can also be regarded as blocking the disaster.
But ... if you choose to have sentiment, you may die on the road.
Even at the end of life, there is no way to trace the true affection God of Cooking.
Bai Jing forgets the love lotus, Bai Bai makes you forget all your worries.
Holy as the purest thing between heaven and earth.
Eat the forgotten lotus, you can cut the seven emotions, cut off the six desires ... save countless hard work.
How to choose?
Bu Fang did not make a decision immediately, sitting cross-legged.
God of Cooking gradually turned into white light and dispersed.
Disappeared between heaven and earth.
Bu Fang looks at the Forgotten Lotus and God of Cooking menu ...
Sitting down.
After a long time.
Bu Fang raised his head.
His eyes gradually became determined.
Finally, raise your hand.
A group of Divine Fire emerged.
flame floats, envelopes forgetless lotus and God of Cooking menu ......
The scorching flame is rolling, and the forgetting lotus and God of Cooking menu are burned into nothingness ...
"I Bu Fang, do not need to retreat."
"Hahahaha!"
Between heaven and earth, God of Cooking's laughter lingered.
There is a little loneliness in the laughter.
Best host, in the end, it was exchanged for a host in search of affection.
Maybe all this ... precisely's true fate.
"I hope you ... will not regret today's choice!"
God of Cooking Road.
"Since you have chosen sentimentalism, then help you, hope you can really set foot on the highest peak!"
God of Cooking laughed.
The white light spot slowly emerged and continued to diffuse toward Bu Fang.
Like a hazy mist, wrap up lives in Bu Fang ...
Bu Fang stands quietly.
The corners of the mouth twitched slightly.
"Highest?"
"Perhaps, the cooking path may not be the highest, only higher ..."
Bang!
More and more white light spots ...
Finally!
Bu Fang's eyes are flooded with countless white lights.
......
Open your eyes dimly, your eyelashes flicker.
The white snowflakes fall down from the sky ...
It fell on his face, feeling cold ... integrated into his skin.
He ... live? u