Chapter 437 Evil God
Chapter 437 Evil God
A dilapidated wooden house lies in the mountains.
The door of the wooden house was ajar, and the roof and front of the house were covered with dead yellow leaves.
Su Ming wrapped a bunch of things in cloth, which was quite bulging.
In addition to the various mushrooms, he put some other things in it.
These included some other plants, as well as inconspicuous clods of earth, stones, and bones.
Looking at these messy things, the weasel got more and more headache.
Aren’t all these things used to make soup for me?
It is reasonable to use mushrooms to make soup, but why use stones, bones, or even rusty nails!
Arrived in front of the wooden house.
The weasel noticed that a spider had already built a web in the crack of the door.
From this detail, it can be seen that no one has been entering or leaving here for a long time.
Su Ming didn't hesitate at all. He walked closer and pushed the door open.
All the spider webs in the door gaps were torn apart.
The spiders who were waiting for their prey on the web didn't understand why they suffered such an unexpected disaster.
Run away as fast as you can, either through the door or along the ground.
Inside the wooden house, there was a big pot more than one meter high, and under the pot were some old dry firewood.
An old woman with a hooked nose, dressed in sackcloth and a wizard's hat, sat on a chair next to the cauldron.
Her head was drooping and she was motionless, already dead.
The prompt for the thriller game sounded.
[Trigger quest: Gargamel's Alchemy Hut. (Six stars)]
[Explanation: Once upon a time, there was a female wizard named Gargamel. When she was experimenting with space magic, she made a small mistake and came to another world. This was not a bad thing for her, because she was not a successful wizard in her original world. Changing to a new environment might bring some changes. So, she continued her alchemy research with all kinds of unfamiliar materials, but died from accidentally inhaling toxic gases. Gargamel's vengeful spirit is stranded here. If you can gain her recognition, you may be able to gain some benefits from it. ]
In addition to helping the weasel configure his potential to stimulate the soup, he can also complete a task at the same time, which is really killing two birds with one stone.
Su Ming came to the big pot.
He picked up the flint and relit the extinguished firewood with quite skillful movements.
The weasel came to the big pot, stood on tiptoe, and looked into the pot. Inside was a pot of dark green thick soup.
This soup has been stored for who knows how many years and it's obviously not a good thing.
He couldn't help but ask, "You, you don't want to just throw these ingredients in?"
Su Ming nodded: "You are very smart, you have guessed it all."
As he spoke, before the stale soup in the big pot could even begin to boil, he had already thrown the cloth-wrapped ingredients into it in a certain order.
The weasel frowned, and looking at the dark green aged thick soup, he felt an urge to vomit.
"This is horrible! This is horrible!"
"I'd rather die than drink this!"
Su Ming said slowly, "Don't be so absolute. You will definitely drink it later."
"I am a professional chef, and I am best at preparing ingredients. You have to trust my skills. I have the ability to turn decay into something magical."
The weasel muttered, "No, I won't drink that shit."
Having said that, he rushed outside.
However, at this moment, the door closed automatically.
It slammed hard against the door, making it dizzy and its head buzzing.
An old voice sounded in his ears: "How dare you, a rat, mock the last masterpiece of the greatest wizard Gargamel!"
"Stay here and be my guinea pig for the drug test!"
The weasel howled, "No! No! Please, let me go!!"
His hands and feet were out of control and he walked towards the big pot step by step, forced to look at the mess inside.
……
……
Green Snake Cave.
The sound of reading aloud came from the cave. "Learning and practicing from time to time will not let you lose your ambition to reach the sky!"
"When a person is born, he is born!"
"When three people walk together, one of them is bound to be evil."
……
A handsome young man holding a book walked out of the cave.
With a smile on his face, he gazed into the distance: "Only by reading ten thousand books can one travel ten thousand miles. Now, I have read eight thousand books, and I am not far from ten thousand books."
"When the time comes, I will go out and take the imperial examination, and then I can let my wife live a good life."
"Everyone has to look at me with new eyes..."
After he muttered a lot.
An expression of extreme pain suddenly appeared on his face.
He held his head, his features distorted: "Who's in there! Who's in there! Get out! Get out!!"
After a while, he calmed down, his face full of indifference, as if he had become a different person.
The evil god was bored and divided his memory into many parts.
And it weaves false memories into it, forming many personalities.
The main personality usually sits in the audience, admiring the performances of the false personalities.
At this moment, a pure white carrier pigeon flew in from outside.
It landed in front of the evil god and turned into a book boy dressed in white.
"Master, the four of them, Pen, Ink, Paper and Inkstone, failed."
The evil god yawned, "Oh? Failed? Could it be that they were fighting among themselves again and messed things up?"
The pigeon boy shook his head: "No, they didn't have an internal conflict this time. They are trapped on the ninth floor of the Dragon Locking Tower and will probably be trapped for more than a month."
"What a waste. They can't even do such a small thing. Tell me, how should I punish them?"
The evil god used the book in his hand to slap his head, his movements revealing a casual and nonchalant tone.
However, the pigeon boy was very serious and did not dare to relax at all: "Master, I, I don't know."
The evil god tilted his head, thought for a moment, and replied: "Your answer is not original at all."
The carrier pigeon boy's face turned pale, knowing that he was probably in trouble.
Evil God: "Well, I guess your brain is not enough. In that case, I will punish you by making you eat the pens, ink, paper and inkstone to replenish your brain."
The pigeon boy was overjoyed: "Thank you very much, sir! Thank you very much, sir! I'll go right away!"
He had long coveted the four Taoists' pens, ink, paper, and inkstone and wanted to eat them.
But I never found the right opportunity.
Unexpectedly, the opportunity came now!
He was about to set off.
The evil god muttered to himself, "Wait! No, no, this doesn't seem fair... After all, the four of them have followed me for so long, it's not good to just let them die like this..."
The pigeon boy's heart was lifted again.
The evil god is so fickle, his attitude suddenly changes from time to time.
Being around him was pure torture.
The evil god suddenly swung the book and hit the pigeon-boy on the head, smashing its head directly.
He was furious and said, "You useless thing! You can't even withstand one move from me! You deserve to die!"
"You're not even as good as the four of them!"
As his body fell, the evil god remembered one more thing.
"Oh right! I forgot to ask him who trapped them in the Dragon Locking Tower."
"Forget it, it's not important. I'll just continue studying..."
(End of this chapter)