There is an inn in the sky

Chapter 128
The other shore flowers are like fire and blood, so bright that people can't move their eyes, exuding a mysterious atmosphere, which makes people feel frightened.

Its floral fragrance is rumored to have magical powers, able to evoke memories of the dead.

But at this moment, it can no longer awaken the memory of Yan Qingkong's previous life, it seems that it has lost its magic power in front of Yan Qingkong...

"Can it only be awakened once?" Yan Qingkong asked suspiciously.

Although he thought about trying again, he gave up after thinking about it, and there was no need to try again.

Once it has been stated.

At this time, he was recalling the flashing picture just now, but the picture was too hazy to see clearly.

He shook his head and didn't think about it again.

Although there is a past life, it is only a matter of the past life, and has little to do with this life.

However, the world in the previous life was terrifying. A war actually caused the sky to crack and the earth to shatter...

This kind of power made Yan Qingkong awed.

He looked at the Huoshaoyun in the sky, said to Brother Mao, and went back to the kitchen, ready to start cooking the ghost dish "Shroud".

"Yellow spring water?"

Yan Qingkong frowned.

This yellow spring water, but the real yellow spring water, seems to have to be bought.

Maybe it exists in the world, but where can he find it?
He didn't have that much time to look for it.

Also, making ghost dishes requires special firewood, and that special firewood is Yin Lingmu.And Yan Qingkong has never heard of it, what is Yin Lingmu?

Yinmu has heard of it.

At this time, he went back to the counting room on the second floor, bought the things needed for ghost vegetables separately, and said, "It seems a bit expensive, almost ten times as much..."

After he bought the Yin Lingmu, he also understood what Yin Lingmu was.

Yin spirit wood is made of Yin wood buried in the ground for a long time, absorbing the Yin energy of the world, and it has been formed after tens of millions of years.The quality of this wood is like jade, its color is like ink, it is as cold as ice, and it is as hard as iron; it will never fade, rot, or worm...

And Yinmu, born in the north of the mountain, grew up in the cold winter, and died in midsummer, because it takes advantage of the aura of heaven and earth, gathers the essence of the sun and the moon, and becomes the spirit of ten thousand trees.

Therefore, only it can be transformed into Yin Lingmu...

"Hey, so there should be Yin Lingmu in the world." Yan Qingkong was a little surprised, then shook his head and said: "However, it is very hard to find, and it is also very expensive..."

Yin spirit wood is much more expensive than agarwood.

Immediately afterwards, Yan Qingkong froze for a moment, and asked in surprise, "Mother Meng uses Yin spirits to make Po Meng soup?"

After a while, Yellow Spring Water and Yin Lingmu were also delivered.

"It's so cold."

They exuded a faint Yin Qi, which made Yan Qingkong shiver.

When the Yinling wood was burning, it emitted a coquettish blue flame, causing the temperature in the entire kitchen to plummet, as if it was about to snow.

"it's too cold."

Yan Qingkong's body trembled, as if his body was a little stiff.

After a while, he was really stiff, and his whole body was like an ice sculpture, which made him stunned. Is this Yin Lingmu so terrifying?
click -

His heart suddenly lit up, as if it was on fire, spurting out a stream of scalding blood, which quickly flowed through his limbs and bones.

call--

He breathed a sigh of relief, and his body was finally able to move.

But at this moment, the yellow spring water in the pot was boiling, exuding a strange yin energy, which made Yan Qingkong feel as if he was facing an enemy.

He seemed to see pairs of cold eyes in the yellow spring water...

These are ghost eyes.

At this time, his scalp was a little numb, he was just cooking, how could he go to hell?
He felt the air around him, and there were pairs of cold eyes staring at him.

The kitchen instantly turned into hell.

Must be an illusion!

He bit his tongue to wake himself up.

It really is an illusion!
When his tongue hurt, he found that there was no more yin in the kitchen, nor those cold eyes.

At this time, he hurriedly put a Bianhua into the pot, but the Bianhua disappeared in an instant, which made Yan Qingkong a little stunned.

What's happening here?
He hesitated for a moment, and put another flower in the pot.

However, the Bianhua disappeared in an instant, and seemed to disappear without a trace.

"How is this going?"

Yan Qingkong was stunned. He looked at the Bianhua flowers, and then at the yellow spring water in the pot. Could it be that they are incompatible?

When the third Bana flower disappeared, Yan Qingkong felt a little bad.

"How could it disappear out of thin air? I bought it with longevity money." For some reason, Yan Qingkong felt that the three Bana flowers had sneaked away.

Yes, that was how he felt, very oddly.

Although he bought the Bianhua flowers with longevity money, they were unwilling to be put into the pot, so they slipped away in the instant they were put into the pot.

"How can you feel this way?"

Yan Qingkong felt very strange, so he tried a few more times, and got the same feeling, they really sneaked away.

faint!
Yan Qingkong was speechless for a moment.

what is happening?How could they slip away?
This is the Longevity Inn, can they slip away?Thinking of this, Yan Qingkong became curious, and when he counted the number of flowers on the other side, he found that there were twenty flowers.

He bought ten flowers for the first time, and also bought ten flowers for the second time.

"So it didn't slip away..."

At this time, he had no choice but to open the longevity menu, trying to figure out what was going on.Then, he found movement in the living room, it should be the first predestined person to come.

He went out to have a look, he was a restrained boy of fifteen or sixteen years old.

The boy was dressed plainly, with a shocked expression on his face, and asked nervously, "Are you a fairy?"

"No."

Yan Qingkong shook his head, thinking why Bi'anhua didn't want to cook, and asked, "What do you want to eat?"

In the end, the boy only ordered a first order and was overjoyed because he didn't have much money with him.

After the boy finished eating and paid the bill, Yan Qingkong went back to the kitchen.

At this time, he looked at the incomparably bright Bianhua, and asked helplessly, "What do you want to do, so that you are willing to take the pot?"

"Tell a love story that will make me cry."

Suddenly, there seemed to be a soft voice, which made Yan Qingkong jump in fright. Can Bianhua still speak?
Are you fine?
Yan Qingkong looked at it suspiciously, and said: "Could it be another hallucination? It should not be a hallucination, but some kind of inner voice..."

This is the voice of Bianhua.

But, really want to tell a love story?

Yan Qingkong's expression was extremely strange, what kind of weird request is this?Bullying him as a single dog in his 20s?
He couldn't help rolling his eyes.

I don't know where it is, but he seems to have heard that the Bianhua is spiritual...

At this time, he had no choice but to turn on his mobile phone, quickly search for some bleak love stories, and after glancing at Bianhuahua, he began to talk about it in detail.

However, there was no Bianhua crying.

"this is not OK?"

Yan Qingkong frowned, this love story is quite tragic.

He had no choice but to change to a more desolate one and continue talking, but there was still no Bianhua crying, so he couldn't continue talking one by one.

In the end, when he talked about his dry mouth, he didn't shed a single tear from a Bana flower.

Meanwhile, Zhou Yimo and Feng Hou entered the inn one after another, finished eating and left.

"Fuck, stop talking."

He kept talking until late at night, and finally got a little angry, and walked out of the kitchen without saying a harsh word.

Ugh--

When he walked a few steps, there was a sigh in his heart, as if a certain flower from the other side was saying: Let me tell you one...

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(End of this chapter)