Spirit Realm Wandering God: I have a door to two realms

Chapter 211 Ten treasures in the spiritual realm, heads under the city (fourth update!)
"Wow~~"

"Wow~~"

Miaomiao clapped her hands and cheered, and her little hand fell into the palm with one move. It twisted a strand of hair as a bowstring, held a weak water bow in its hand, bent the bow and set an arrow, and shot out the condensed ice arrow with a "swish" sound, instantly revealing the Passing by the window, the speed increased a lot compared to before.

The power is obviously more powerful.

Before dawn, Lu Yu started stewing golden lamb bones. He didn't dare to use too much, only used two lamb ribs and rinsed them more than a dozen times. By the time Lu Yuanhao and Liu Cui got up, the lamb soup in the pot was already golden.

It's full of appetite just looking at it.

Miao Miao on the shoulder couldn't help but keep glancing into the pot, and Xiao Hui anxiously circled Lu Yu.

"Eat meat~~"

"Eat meat~~"

Three-year-old Lu Fei walked into the kitchen in a daze before he opened his eyes. As if sleepwalking, he raised his little hand and reached for the pot. Unfortunately, the stove was too high and he couldn't reach it even with his tiptoes.

Lu Yu lifted his brother up, pointed at the golden mutton soup in the pot and asked:
"Want to eat?"

"I want to eat, I want to eat ~~"

Lu Fei finally opened his eyes and almost drooled into the pot.

Lu Yu smiled and said:

"See if your little Huang is still here?"

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Lu Fei was shocked, his little head seemed to realize something terrible, his eyes widened for a moment in disbelief, and then his mouth curled up:
"Wow~"

"Wow~"

His younger brother Lu Fei ran out of the kitchen crying and stumbled into the kennel. When he ran to the kennel, he happened to meet Xiao Huang who was coming out of the kennel. He was stunned for a moment. His little head was a little exhausted.

"Wang Wang~~"

Xiao Huang wagged his little tail and touched his master's little feet. Lu Fei instantly burst into tears and smiled, hugging Xiao Huang and kissing her wildly:
"Xiao Huang, you are not dead."

"Great, great~~"

“The smelly big pot smells like the big pot~~”

Lu Fei picked up Xiao Huang and, while grinding his teeth, ran towards the kitchen.

Lu Yuanhao walked into the kitchen and said doubtfully:
"Xiaoyu, what are you stewing?"

"Dad, what's wrong?"

"There were more than a dozen dogs outside the courtyard gate, and they kept scratching at the door. They were afraid that they were attracted by the smell. The dogs' eyes were almost red. I was so startled when I opened the door just now that I almost pounced on me."

"Woooo~~"

Before Lu Yu could react, Xiao Hui was furious. He ran out of the kitchen, rushed out of the house, and started biting the dozens of dogs that were surrounding him. He actually bit them to death with his own strength. And escape.

In triumph.

There were also several more wounds on his body, which made him look even more majestic.

"This little gray."

Lu Yu was a little speechless. Xiao Hui was willing to risk his life for a mouthful of mutton soup. Fortunately, it had the [Ant Life] talent, so this small injury was not harmful at all.

When he felt that the stew was almost done, he took out the firewood from the bottom of the stove.

"It's time for dinner, it's time for dinner!"

"Small gray!"

"Little yellow!"

"Stand up straight and line up!"

Lu Yu shouted, and Lu Yuanhao, who was holding a bowl next to him, was stunned:
"Is this for dogs?"

"Correct!"

"Forehead"

Lu Yuanhao's face turned red, he swallowed and hesitated:
"Um, can you taste a little bit?"

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Lu Yu glanced at the Two Realms Gate on his left hand, and his expression suddenly became strange.

[Name]: Golden Sheep Bone Soup [Level]: Level [-]
[Evaluation]: One of the ten treasures of the spiritual realm, the freshest in the world!
"One of the ten treasures, the freshest in the world!"

Lu Yu was stunned. He really didn't expect that he randomly picked up half of the leftover sheep bones in the Great Desolation of the World. It turned out to be one of the ten treasures of the spiritual realm, the golden sheep. Seeing his father Lu Yuanhao still looking at it eagerly, he nodded hurriedly and said:
"of course can!"

He served soup to his father, Xiao Hui, and Xiao Huang in turn. His younger brothers Lu Fei and Xiao Huang rushed to drink, while his father Lu Yuanhao squatted aside and drank.

Fascinated.

Lu Yu and Miaomiao looked at each other. They were very confused. They hesitated for a while, but they still couldn't hold it back. They filled half a bowl for themselves and took a small sip as if they were testing poison. Their eyes suddenly lit up:
“It smells so good.”

After breakfast, Lu Yu closed the bedroom door, took his two children with him, and rode his bicycle out of Lion's Head Town. When he rushed to the west gate of the county town, he saw people crowding around the gate and pointing.

"Let let!"

"Let let!"

He pushed his bicycle and squeezed up, and saw that the people from the police station had set up a cordon and were loading something into the box. He crossed the cordon directly, walked forward, frowned and said:
"what happened?"

"You are."

"From the Jing'an Bureau."

Lu Yu took out a red notebook from his arms and showed it. The two police officers quickly saluted and moved out of the way.

He glanced around and suddenly discovered that there were human heads in the box.

A police officer explained: "They were discovered at dawn and were thrown under the city gate. There were sixteen heads in total. No bodies were seen. This is not a murder scene. The identity of the deceased has not yet been confirmed."

"Oh!"

Lu Yu took two steps forward and stared at one of the heads again and again, feeling vaguely familiar.

"Wow~~"

Miaomiao on the shoulder recognized him and whispered in Lu Yu's ear, gesturing with his little hands.

Lu Yu suddenly remembered that he had met this person yesterday, one of the subordinates of Fang Han, the first-level [Waiter] of the Divine Turtle Cult Zuo Dharma Protector. He stared at the other heads one by one and found that these people were all from yesterday. The group of people I’ve seen.

They are all Fang Han's men, the turtles teach people.

"Open the box!"

Lu Yu pointed at a few freshly sealed wooden boxes. The two police officers quickly followed suit and opened the boxes one by one. He stepped forward to check, but after searching around, they couldn't find Fang Han's head.

He frowned and thought for a while, then said:
"These are people from the Turtle Cult. The matter may be a bit complicated. Please take care of the heads first, and then transfer the case to our Jing'an Bureau."

"Okay, thank you for your understanding!"

The two police officers were overjoyed. Murder cases of this level usually involve professionals or spiritual creatures, which they cannot handle.

If you can stay out of the situation as early as possible, you will naturally like it.

"Ok!"

Lu Yu nodded slightly and walked out of the crowd.

The middle-aged police officer standing next to him sighed and said gloomily: "Comparing people with each other can really irritate people to death. They are already lieutenants at a young age. They are real professionals. I, Old Du, have lived half my life in vain."

"Isn't it?"

Another person smiled bitterly, shook his head and said: "Huang Hansheng came out of the mountain at the age of 60 and became famous only at the age of 72. We don't need to belittle ourselves. We must know: those who stay for a long time will fly high; those who take the lead will be grateful early!"

When Lu Yu arrived at Team [-] of the Jing'an Bureau, it was still early and no one else had arrived yet.

He has no trouble left or right.

So she let Miaomiao play on the table by herself, took out a pen and paper, lay on the desk, and recorded yesterday's conflict with Fang Han one by one, preparing to hand it over to Qi Xuan later to explain the matter clearly and avoid being involved later. On himself and Lionhead Town.

A misunderstanding arises.

Make a mess.

"Xiao Yu, it's so early."

"Little Feather!"

"What are you writing about? So serious."

In less than half an hour, everyone from the seventh team arrived one by one. Lu Yu stopped, raised his head and said:
"morning!"

Seeing Qi Xuan and Tang Tang, who were going to the cafeteria for breakfast, come in together, and everyone was here, he put down the pen and paper, took out a pearl white thermos from his schoolbag, and grinned:
“I’ve stewed some mutton at home and it’s still warm. Let’s give it a try to everyone.”

(End of this chapter)