In the base city, the most common and luxurious cosmetics, apart from someone's "Da Bao" series, are probably those made by full-time makeup artists who specialize in serving wealthy families, using pearls of various colors combined with magic plant essences. "Pearl salt", it is said that pearls of different colors have different functions.
For example, black pearls can make women's skin have a dreamy and mysterious color like pearls, and can also remove the dark spots left by time, so they are very popular.
Of course, this situation does not belong to the category of cooking. Lin Chou has only heard of it, and he does not know how to do it.
Not only don't they know it, but they also don't understand why God knows why such expensive magic plant essence is smeared on the face instead of being used to save lives.
While the potted plant was yelling, she opened four empty shells in a row.
Qin Wuyong almost laughed like a fool.
"Pfft, I'm telling you, Master Basin, our Black Butterfly Shell from Hei Shenhai is known as the Nine Pearls out of Ten Shells. This... of yours should be considered a skill... Lord Warlock, is he possessed?"
"Hahaha~"
Lin Chou stomped his feet for a long time not far from the floating island. Unexpectedly, the black butterfly shells here were so strong. Several of them were torn to pieces by the rushing water and refused to come up. He couldn't help feeling. Bitterness of breath.
Lin Chou rolled his eyes and thought of a way.
"Furball...huh? Furball??"
Only then did he remember that he had changed all his clothes a long time ago, and he had never seen the fur ball just now - where did the fur ball go? !
...
The sea area where the virtual beasts disappeared, and the bottom of the sea was unknown how deep it was.
The lightless sea water surged around, and the corpse fragments of various marine animals covered the sea bed. The soft meat soaked in the sea water had no vitality, but there was not even a trace of blood, just like those pieces of meat were all Carrots and cabbage are average.
A weird thing about five meters long and as thick as a human waist just floated among the fragments of flesh and blood, with long silk threads hanging from it, shaking from time to time like electricity.
[Magic plants are easy to shovel]
--Originally, it was an old locust tree that grew on the ancient battlefield. It was born and grew by sucking the blood of the heroes on the battlefield. It took 7.8 million years to develop spiritual wisdom. In a catastrophe, thousands of purple thunders erupted, and the remaining body became It has a weird shape, and it is said that cooking with it is more delicious!
Purpose: Only for use by the owner of the apocalyptic tavern.
Skill:
1. Transplantation.
2. Cultivation.
3. Swallowing Spirits
(Old trees and new shoots are born and die, and they should feel the unpredictable power.
Sophora japonica is the ghost in the wood, and it can lead to secluded places when it comes to evil spirits.
The ghost who dies under the locust tree will never be reincarnated;
The soul that resides on the locust tree will not enter reincarnation. )
4. The weight of moving mountains.
(This hammer has a spirit, and its weight coincides with the amount a person breathes out every day and night. After being fused with a convenient shovel, if the owner holds it, it will weigh 104,400 kilograms. If someone else holds it, it must have the power to move mountains and fill seas. )
This is convenient for shoveling, but for some reason the whole hair ball is stuck on the shovel evenly.
Every trembling of the hyphae can spread out strands of ink-like "stains", which disappear in an instant.
If Lin Chou were here at this moment, he would definitely see a new line of handwriting below the instructions for convenience.
"Holding Soul Fragments: 13."
Suddenly, the number became 12, 11... less and less, and finally became "0" after more than ten minutes.
"Jigujigu!"
The hair ball suddenly broke away from the shovel, and like a small squid, it stretched out in the sea water, changing its shape, sometimes becoming an "S" shape, sometimes becoming a "B" shape, and sometimes becoming a "Tai" shape. ...Uh, no, it's a "big" shape again.
"Buzz~"
Conveniently, a misty light suddenly appeared on the shovel.
The hyphae of the hair ball shrank and became the size of a palm again. It seemed that it was frightened by the abnormality that was convenient for shoveling.
"Jigu, jigu?"
A group of finger-thick hyphae stretched out, and it was easy to shovel when touched lightly.
"Wow!"
The seawater around the shovel seemed to rise up with a huge amount of bubbles, making a "pop" sound. The shovel opened a "tunnel" that had not been closed for a long time in the middle of the sea at an immeasurable speed, piercing the sea surface to find a direction. , rushing high into the sky like meteors.
The poor hair ball had a strand of mycelium stuck to the handle of the shovel, and was instantly pulled to a length of more than a hundred meters. The entire ball turned into a weird snot-like shape.
"whisper..."
Then the fluttering shovel disappeared high into the sky.
Here, there was a "duh" sound.
Lin Chou stretched out his hand to hold it for shoveling.
"Hey, little guy, you are here~"
The hair ball shrank and expanded twice, making a half-dead sound.
"whisper..."
Lin Chou touched it,
"Hiss...it's so hot..."
He threw the shovel aside casually. As soon as the hot shovel touched the water, a large white mist suddenly rose up and sank to the bottom.
Well, anyway, this thing will be the same wherever you put it. With a wave of your hand, Dian Dian'er will fly over automatically, so you don't need any special care.
Thinking about the easy way to shovel it, I suddenly felt distressed, mmp, the hair ball is still a plant, so the heat won't kill it, right?
"Ji...Jigu?"
Lin Chou was relieved.
"Oh... Eat, what to eat? Or blood? Little guy, your diet is not very healthy... Hey, wait a minute? How do I understand?!"
Hairball:
"whisper!"
Lin Chou:
"Holy shit!"
Leng Han said doubtfully,
"What's wrong?"
Lin Chou looked horrified,
"Furball talked to me!"
Leng Han:?
Furball: Chigu~
Lin Chou,
"No, it's me... I can understand the furball!"
Huang Dashan roared with a broken gong voice,
"I can still chat with Mr. Gungun about which of your dishes today has too much salt and too little pepper. What's so surprising? Besides cooking, don't you also specialize in raising pets?"
So Lin Chou scratched his head,
"Uh... if you put it that way..."
Master Shan affirmed,
"Normal situation, no fuss."
Lin Chou:? ? ?
Is this really normal? The kind that's not surprising at all?
He looked around, and sure enough, everyone was drinking, chatting, and gambling, and no one took what happened to him seriously.
"..."
Leng Han asked seriously,
"So, you didn't understand it before?"
That look, that look...
Lin Chou opened his mouth. I really could only understand what Lord Gungun said. He couldn't even understand Si Gouzi's poem! !
"Forget it... Qiuqiu, come on, let's get some pearl oysters up and watch them play... It's quite fun."
The furball chirped, and large clumps of mycelium covered the sea surface, like ink marks rendered in the water.
"Whoa whoa whoa~"
Lin Chou quickly shouted,
"Damn it, just pick a few of the bigger ones. Are you going to quit the garden or something?"
Furball shrank twice in grievance.
"whisper?"
Lin Chou's eyes widened.
"When did this guy start to become so emotional..."
Leng Han covered his mouth,
"You didn't notice it."
"Uh... there are too many little ones at home, and it's making a big fuss. I... well, it seems I really didn't pay much attention..."
