"remember?"
Gu Sanqiu was stunned: "Brother Mandrill, you mean that you have eaten food made by my family before?"
"Um."
Mandrill nodded: "A long time ago, your ancestor's cooking level was probably not as high as yours, but he also liked to make some weird recipes."
“Dumplings stuffed with mint and pepper, boiled fish with raspberry sauce, stir-fried meat slices soaked in milk, etc.”
Hey, hey, this is dark cuisine, no, this is abyssal cuisine!
So, my craftsmanship is considered to be at the ceiling level in the Gu family’s pedigree?
True blue comes from blue and is better than blue.
Gu Sanqiu's mouth twitched: "Have you finished eating?"
"I have tasted it, only if I have tasted it."
Gu Sanqiu breathed a sigh of relief. That was okay. He didn't want to meet an immortal and be slapped with weird excuses like "Your ancestors made me eat dark food back then."
"Then what happened next? Could it be that these vegetables were wasted?"
Mandrill shook his head: "At that time, waste was not allowed. Even your ancestors set an example. Food was rationed. He saved up for a long time to make such a meal."
Gu Sanqiu seemed to have caught Hua Dian: "So, in the end, my ancestors finished all these dishes?"
"At that time, Marcus, the demon god of stoves, even came here in person to watch your ancestors eat these meals. Don't waste the food."
"Well, there should be another one you are familiar with in your family. The one who supervised your ancestors' meals at that time was the Dragon King."
"Uncle Ruotuo?"
Gu Sanqiu's lips haven't rested since just now: "Why?"
Mandrill thought for a while: "It seems that because your ancestor wanted to secretly pour the food into the Dragon King's mouth, Marcus thought it was interesting, so he agreed to the plan."
"I just told you the ending. Your ancestors were watched by the Dragon King after finishing the meal, and the Kitchen God was forced to taste it. After that, he never ate the food cooked by your ancestors again."
...
Suddenly I felt that Uncle Ruotuo was being polite by not beating him to death that time.
Gu Sanqiu was silent. After they tried to commit suicide, they were all over, but the immortals were still alive and well now. What would happen if a few more came out to cause trouble for him.
"Brother Mandrill, you just had a taste, do you remember it so clearly?"
"Um."
Mandrill said calmly: "In the life of Dharma Protector Yaksha, apart from killing, there is not much leisure anymore."
"Even if I just tasted it, I can still remember the taste."
"The smell of smoke and the sound of burning firewood. We sat together and listened to the laughter of friends and colleagues passing by. After taking a bite, we were looking for reasons to leave..."
"Even later, when the Dragon King stared at the Kitchen God and your ancestors as they finished the dishes, and the onlookers snickered, all of this seemed to have not left me."
"This is the taste of memories."
Gu Sanqiu was silent, sitting around eating with his friends and chatting. This was happiness and something worth remembering.
But for the current Great Sage of Conquering Demons, recalling these may be accompanied by nostalgia, and may even be accompanied by pain.
"Well, Brother Mandrill, although I think those dishes may not be very tasty, I can actually reproduce them. Do you want to try them?"
Anyway, he won’t be able to eat even one bite of it.
This time, Mandrill stared at Gu Sanqiu for five seconds. If the other person's eyes hadn't been dull, he would have suspected that this guy was suddenly invaded by karma and thought he was a ghost god and wanted to attack him.
"No, that's good. It's simple, but you can see that it was done with care."
Mandrill began to eat noodles. It seemed that he had exhausted Mandrill's "today's talking quota" by talking so many words in one breath. During the rest period, the only sound of the two eating noodles could be heard in the mountains and fields.
"Set off."
Gu Sanqiu was once again lifted up like a child and experienced a wave of aviation services called Teyvat.
It's just that the method is a little bit rough. If the passengers don't have any strength, the possibility of dying suddenly in the sky is not small.
"This is it."
Mandrill put down Gu Sanqiu: "This time, I will put some weaker evil spirits next to you, so that you can practice your skills. Don't you have something you want to do?"
"Uh, brother Mandrill, can't you help me get down a few of them?"
"If I take action, they will just turn into ashes."
Mandrill implicitly expressed the fact that "Xui Shen is very good, but he is very strong."
"In addition, your strength also needs to be improved."
Mandrill said calmly: "Your strength may be very strong in the eyes of ordinary people, but in my opinion, it is just an entry-level level. As a descendant of the Gu family, it is very necessary to improve your strength."
"I believe you should have realized something yourself. As a devotee of incense, the things you face can never be limited to the ordinary level. Some existences that only exist in legends today may also stand on your opposite side. .”
"Well, I do have a deep understanding of this aspect."
Gu Sanqiu complained that he had indeed encountered many high-ranking beings such as Uncle Ruotuo, Emperor Yanwang, and even Diehlappian whom he met in Mondstadt.
Excluding the old man who is in a "salty" state of wandering in the world, I have probably seen more legendary beings in a lifetime than many people.
"It seems you understand."
Mandrill glanced at Gu Sanqiu who was activating the Canxin Bone Pen.
"By the way, this time, you are not allowed to use family weapons. You should have a spare weapon, use that one."
Backup weapon?
Gu Sanqiu thought for a moment, then took out each item one by one.
The demon-conquering revolver he had used, as well as swords, guns, swords, halberds, axes, hooks, hammers, and even gunpowder barrels.
If Broken One hadn't been given to the old man to play with, he would have been able to change his profession from a spearman to a spearman today. He could infuse elemental power and shoot a child.
...
"Why do you carry so many weapons with you?"
"Well, I said this is for safety reasons, Brother Mandrill, do you believe it?"
Mandrill casually picked up a spear and weighed it in his hand: "This is it."
"Well, if you use this thing to fight, will there really be no problems?"
Gu Sanqiu expressed his doubts. Mandrill used five-star special weapons like Pu Yuan and Sui Shen to fight, but he himself used such a three-star weapon?
This is not a mission to clean up monsters in the wild, the other side is a haunted god!
"Try to use your own elemental power to control the weapon, just like this."
The mandrill thrust forward with a spear, and the almost solid spear power turned into a tiger that lunged forward and bit, flying for a long distance before dissipating.
"It's just training, I'm not asking you to hold a weapon in a life-or-death situation. Do you understand?"
Mandrill looked at Gu Sanqiu: "If you don't learn the skill just now in this battle, you will have to use this weapon for three days until you learn it."
Gu Sanqiu took the spear, and then thrust forward. The power of the spear also condensed into a fierce tiger that pounced forward, but when it came to details, it was far from the same.
The powerful tiger shot by the mandrill is a Blu-ray high-definition version, and even the hair that forms the word "king" on the forehead can be clearly seen.
As for the other Tiger who played... Why are you still using VCD in what era?
Gu Sanqiu held the spear in his hand and felt desolate.
Brother Mandrill is doing this for my own good and wants to hone my strength. He has me in his heart!
Why do I feel like Brother Mandrill is retaliating against my idea of making dark dishes for him to eat just now?
