Cultivating immortals is not as good as alchemy

Chapter 273 Time
In addition to being an alchemist and a craftsman, Fu Xiaoyun also has another identity, that is, a spirit chef.

Probably many people have forgotten.

Fu Xiaoyun handled the snake meat with ease.

The snake meat was divided into three parts by her.

Tang Youyi took over his own share.

Looking at Fu Xiaoyun's skilled movements, he guessed in surprise that Fu Xiaoyun could cook spiritual food.

(In fact, there is no need to guess, as long as you are not blind, you can see it)

What else is she not capable of? !

This was the first time Tang Youyi ate the spiritual food cooked by Fu Xiaoyun.

This is too delicious.

Tang Youyi was full of praise for Xiaoyun's craftsmanship.

(Facts have proved that I am not suitable for writing food articles, this party is not important, please bear with embarrassment)
For some reason, Chen Feng had an inexplicable sense of pride.

This is the difference between him and Tang Youyi.

Tang Youyi only ate it once, but he ate it n times early.

A smug smile remained on his face for a long time.

Fu Xiaoyun gave Chen Feng a strange look, wondering what he was thinking about.

He stared at the snake meat in his hand for a long time without moving or eating, just watching.

There is still an inexplicable smile on his face.

……

Fu Xiaoyun ate the snake meat and looked around. For some reason, she always had a sense of familiarity with the environment she was in now.

There is always an illusion that I seem to have been here before.

Fu Xiaoyun lowered his head and silently recalled.

Memories can't lie, countless pictures appeared in her mind and then disappeared.

As she recalled the past, she sifted through her mind.

Suddenly, Fu Xiaoyun remembered that incident, that person.

The one who changed the trajectory of her entire life.

But Fu Xiaoyun thought about it again, and felt that it was impossible.

The time is wrong, the place is wrong!

Although the environment here is indeed very similar to the impression.

Something is wrong, everything seems wrong.

Thinking about it carefully, some things that happened before seem to be full of coincidences everywhere.

A coincidence happened once or twice, which is reasonable, but if it happens more often, it will appear a little weird.

It was as if there was a big hand in the dark that she didn't know, constantly pushing the development of things.

Everything seemed to be happening according to the idea of ​​the owner of that big hand.

Thinking hard!
Fu Xiaoyun's hand holding the snake meat trembled slightly.

Everything is still just guesswork.

Fu Xiaoyun comforted herself like this.

She needs to verify the accuracy of her guess.

……

Fu Xiaoyun finished eating the snake meat in his hand, then suddenly turned to stare at Chen Feng, and asked, "What day is today?"

Chen Feng was stunned for a moment, and replied inexplicably, "The eighth day of September."

Fu Xiaoyun's heart skipped a beat, her eyes widened in astonishment, "Are you sure?!"

Chen Feng randomly drew horizontal lines on the soil with the spirit sword in his hand, so there is no doubt about it.

"I'm sure."

Fu Xiaoyun looked at the horizontal line on the ground with some dismay, what was going on, could it be that there was a problem with my concept of time?
Am I misremembering the time?

how can that be
Fu Xiaoyun didn't believe that she would make such a low-level mistake, she grabbed Tang Youyi's hand and stared at him intently.

Asked the previous question again.

"What day is today?"

Tang Youyi was flattered, this was the first time Fu Xiaoyun had contacted him proactively.

After Tang Youyi glanced in Chen Feng's direction, he calculated carefully in his heart.

Chen Feng was right, why did Fu Xiaoyun react like this.

Tang Youyi became confused, and said with some uncertainty, "The eighth day of September and September?"

Fu Xiaoyun suddenly let go of Tang Youyi's hand.

……

(End of this chapter)