"What's going on? Are you really so moved? Sigh... He is such a sentimental guy!" A Lang sighed when he saw the eyes of the dragon-headed centipede burst into tears.
"Rumble" The earth shook. A Lang stood up and looked in the direction of the source of the sound. He saw the little white pig snorting and humming three giant tree trunks with its mouth, and was running towards the wooden house.
"Stupid pig, stop, stop! What do you want to do? Do you want to bulldoze my nest?" A Lang flashed directly in front of the little white pig and raised his right hand to stop the little white pig from moving forward. The little white pig heard Alang's instructions and quickly ran in front of the rolling trunk of the giant tree, using all his strength to resist the rolling of the trunk. After a burst of smoke and dust, the little white pig finally blocked the tree trunk.
"Stupid pig, how do you burn such a big piece of wood? Let's turn these tree trunks into wooden blocks first! I'm going to set up the barbecue grill. Don't delay me from eating the roast chicken, otherwise you'll be in trouble!" After finishing his words, Alang turned towards the wooden house. He walked away without any regard for the little white pig's difficulties.
"What an evil beast!" The little white pig cursed softly when he saw Alang's figure walking away, and then looked worried at the trunk of the giant tree in front of him. It is not easy for the little white pig to turn the tree trunk into wooden blocks. Firstly, the little white pig is too small, and secondly, the little white pig has no tools to use at all. The little white pig sighed and gritted his teeth suddenly, "This is the only way, let's bite out a few pieces of wood first!"
After gritting his teeth and making up his mind, the little white pig opened his small and cute mouth and gnawed fiercely at the tree trunk in front of him. As the gaji gaji sound continued, the little white pig finally bit out more than ten pieces of wood with great effort.
While the little white pig was struggling to chew the trunk of the giant tree, Alang had returned to the front yard of the wooden house. He set up the barbecue grill skillfully as always, and then used the black iron rod left by his grandfather in the storage bag to string together the two thighs of the giant bird. Then secure the black iron rod to the grill. After setting up the barbecue grill and bird leg skewers, Alang stood up and looked in the direction of the little white pig.
Just when Alang was about to roar at the little white pig, the little white pig quickly came to the wooden house with a pile of wooden blocks.
"Hey? Dumb pig, what's wrong with you? Who beat you? Didn't you tell me your name? There are still people who dare to bully my pet in the Nether Forest?" A Lang looked at the little white pig's swollen cheeks with curiosity. .
"Who, who else could it be? It's all because of you, a bastard... Ooooh, my precious teeth! If I had known better, I wouldn't have chewed so many pieces of wood..." The little white pig cursed Alang in his heart, However, the pig was under the eaves and had to bow its head. The little white pig ignored A Lang and pushed the wood block to the barbecue grill. Then he squatted on the ground and waved his two little pig paws, caressing and kneading his own cheeks, trying his best to heal the trauma caused by excessive force on his teeth.
"You didn't develop this virtue by chewing wood, did you? Tell me earlier, I have an ax specially designed for splitting wood! What a fool! You have chewed these pieces of wood to such an extent that they are not easy to handle at all!" Alang picked up the strange-shaped pieces of wood that had been chewed by the little white pig and complained for a while. Without waiting for the little white pig to react, he directly put the pieces of wood under the barbecue grill and piled them up.
"Fireball Technique!" A Lang scolded lightly, and released his spiritual skill directly towards the wooden block. With a bang, the wooden block was ignited by A Lang's Fireball Technique.
Just as the little white pig was cursing Alang again, a strange fragrance hit his face.
The scent also attracted the little dragon-headed centipede that was hiding by the stream and lamenting its fate.
Not long after, under the curious onlookers of the dragon-headed centipede and the little white pig, Alang kept taking out various powders from the storage bag and sprinkled them on the bird leg skewers. As various powders are mixed and scattered onto the bird leg skewers, an inexplicable aroma develops. The little white pig and the little centipede swallowed unconsciously after smelling the fragrance.
"You two look like you have never seen the world! It's really embarrassing! What's wrong? Haven't you ever eaten barbecue in your hometown? That's right, how could you two monsters have ever eaten such delicious food, let alone I've made delicious food made by Daxian himself! Listen up, this is pepper powder, this is star anise powder, this is pepper powder, this is lake salt powder, this is chili powder, these are all left by my grandfather. The treasure condiments are just out of stock. You two are really lucky to have such a good master like me after eight lifetimes of cultivation!" A Lang saw the little white pig and the dragon-headed centipede swallowing saliva with disdain, and explained his delicious food by the way. Condiments.
As the fire fiercely roasted the bird leg skewers, the bird leg skewers continued to leak out fat, coupled with the aroma of the powdered condiments thrown by A Lang, the two demon monks, the little white pig and the dragon head centipede, were not immune to it. Controlled outflow of laughter.
"Okay, let's see how good you two are!" Alang said as he tore off two pieces of roasted bird legs and threw them to the little white pig and the little centipede. The two monster monks immediately started to feast upon the barbecue. The little white pig in particular was very happy as it grunted and said, "Hmm, um, it's really delicious! I didn't expect this evil beast to have such ability!" the little white pig instinctively said. Express your inner feelings.
"Haha, isn't it delicious!" A Lang narrowed his eyes, and he was very happy that his craftsmanship was recognized. "Wait a minute, silly pig, did you speak just now? Your grandfather's!!! You can actually speak!!! How dare you, an evil beast, hide something from me? Not only did you hide it, but you also hid it for so long!!! Also! I have you, faucet!" Alang's eyes widened with anger, and he stared at his two little pets with ruthless scrutiny.
