Half-Yokai Cultivating the Path of Immortality Chapter 267: Food

Under the great catastrophe, there will be chaos.

In a remote warehouse, four figures gathered in the corner.

"My father didn't want to drag me down, so he took my mother out of the city last night."

There is a ghost mist outside the city, and leaving the city is tantamount to death.

A moment of silence.

A woman said: "Fat Man Tu came to me again and said that after joining him, each person in my family will have two rations. After entering Tu Mansion, we will have enough food and wine."

"Does the Tu family still have meat to eat?"

“Which big company doesn’t have it!”

A long silence.

The man who spoke first said: "I want to kill someone."

"Who to kill?"

"Kill those who deserve to be killed and those who can! What about you?"

"Killing means death, not killing means death, kill!"

"Kill!"

"Kill the fat man first!"

……

Zufu, in the guest room.

Lu Tong and Yueshen Yu sit opposite each other.

Yue Shenyu stretched out his palm, and in his palm was a three-inch long wind knife, which flew up and down very flexibly, cutting left and right.

"The "Heavenly Wind Washing Mountain Technique" I practice has magical powers that can control the wind. After my junior brother turns into a demon, he should also have this magical power."

He held out his arm.

A series of cyclones and wind blades were drilled out of the arms. As the mana flowed, the cyclones and wind blades swung left and right.

After a while, the cyclone and wind blade turned into a wind knife. When the mana circulated again, the wind knife only shook slightly.

The five-color mandrill's wind-controlling power is not weak.

However, the demon-transformation spell only transformed a pair of arms, and its magical power was not as good as that of the demon beast.

"It's okay to make a style, but it's a bit difficult to control the wind knife."

"Since junior brother wants to transform into two wings, why not try the Yangfeng Butterfly. The magical power of 'wind generation' in this demon is all on its wings."

Lu Tong smiled, shook his head and said, "It's hard to get the secret. I've already sent people to the book street. Whatever they find depends on God's will."

Yue Shenyu hesitated slightly and did not mention the matter of joining Qianfeng again.

The two talked about style for a while.

The maid brought porridge, vegetables, soup and wine.

Bamboo shoot tip rice porridge, each grain of rice in the green porridge looks like a bamboo shoot tip;

Double braised deer and chicken, fresh and tender;

Deer fat pork shreds, oily but not greasy;

Bazhen Soup...

He sniffed it twice and couldn't help but smile.

“Thanks to senior sister, I can also eat such delicious food in Aoshan City.”

It has been four days since I entered Aoshan City, and this is the first time I have seen all kinds of delicacies in terms of color, aroma and spirit.

Yue Shenyu picked up the wine pot and asked, "Junior brother, didn't you bring anything to eat?"

"Bring it."

Lu Tong shook his head and said: "I brought a lot of flour cakes, dried meat, tea wine, dried mushrooms and the like."

Yue Shenyu said with a smile: "If you are hungry in the future, come over and eat. Although Pong'er is not old, his cooking skills are outstanding."

He turned his head and glanced, his eyes moved slightly, and he nodded and said: "Okay."

Beside the table, the maid who had been pouring wine on the chariot turned crimson.

Have enough food and wine.

Lu Tong returned to his residence.

Outside the courtyard where the guest room is located, two figures are waiting at the door.

"I have seen an immortal!"

He glanced at Sun Hao and the strange monk, nodded, and said, "Come in and talk."

Enter the room.

Lu Tong sat down at the table

"What happened?"

Sun Hao introduced: "Chief Immortal, this is Du Zhixing, the young master of Linjiang Martial Arts School. His family is willing to teach swordsmanship, but in exchange for food."

"Eat?"

He was a little surprised and asked: "Is Linjiang Martial Arts School a small martial arts school?"

Sun Hao said: "It's no small matter. Their family teaches swordsmanship and swordsmanship, and they are all very good. They can rank among the top ten in the city's martial arts schools."

Lu Tong looked Du Zhixing up and down and asked: "Such a powerful martial arts gym, will it be short of food?"

Although I didn’t deliberately inquire about it, I could hear news about food almost everywhere in the city.

He also heard about it.

Rations are distributed every day in the city.

Foundation-building monks, five rations; young monks, one ration; old monks, half rations...

For the monks guarding the city, their daily rations are doubled, and they also have meat to eat.

The people who chase the electric knife gate patrol the city wall every night. Although they don't eat as well as before, they are not hungry.

Du Zhixing showed no expression and said coldly: "The martial arts gym is big and has too many mouths to feed."

"How many mouths?"

"Nearly a thousand."

Lu Tong raised his eyebrows and said, "There are nearly a thousand disciples, so many people will have nothing to eat?"

A few people may be hungry.

But there were nearly a thousand people, all good at knives and swords, and no one dared to let them starve.

Hungry, there is no difference between the monks in the city and the uneducated wild monsters in the mountains.

He has never seen that scene.

However, there are many records in the book street that the ghost fog sieges the city. After a long time, there is no need to attack the city.

Du Zhixing shook his head slightly.

"Not all of them are disciples, most of them are disciples' family members, old people, women, and children with low cultivation level. Their daily rations are not even half full."

Lu Tong stared at Du Zhixing with some admiration in his heart.

Today, everyone is in danger and everyone protects himself.

It is really rare to find someone like Linjiang Martial Arts School who is both poor and weak.

"How much food do you want?"

"Feed everyone."

He smiled bitterly and murmured: "Have you eaten enough? Even if you only eat steamed buns, one pound of noodles and ten steamed buns, one thousand noodles is one hundred pounds."

When we set out this time, we prepared a lot of food.

But only one or two people were considered.

If you give it to a thousand mouths, you won’t be able to eat a few meals at all.

Du Zhixing added: "Let those who work hard eat well, and those who don't work hard will have a full meal and a thin meal every day."

Lu Tong glanced at it, stood up and took out two baskets of flour cakes, ten baskets of dried meat, ten pig legs, and several bags of flour and rice.

"If you can, keep your sword skills, if not, forget it."

Du Zhixing looked at the food on the ground, his throat moved a few times, and he took out a slate and a piece of paper.

""Linjiang Yida", if you don't understand anything, come to the martial arts studio at any time."

Lu Tong took the slate and paper. ~IndoMTL.com~ There are no words on the board, only three paintings:

A river with fast currents, a figure waving a knife by the river.

The first falling knife;

The second stream of water was cut off;

The third long knife is put away, but there is still an invisible big knife in the river blocking the water flow, like a dam.

On the paper is a method - the light of the sword.

Du Zhi bowed, turned and left.

He sat back in his chair.

After a while, after reading the method, Sun Hao was still in the room.

The two looked at each other.

Sun Hao said: "I will inquire about the other companies as soon as possible. If there is anything else, just give me the Immortal's orders."

Lu Tong's heart moved slightly. He turned over his hands and took out two jars of burning heart, and then took out a pig leg.

"Thank you for your hard work."

"Thank you, Immortal!"

……

The next day.

After Lu Tong got up, he found an open space outside the guest room, drank a drop of Goddess Tears, and started practicing the "Eight Body Exercises".

Frog squatting, standing tall, pushing hands, children rolling;

Snakes snake, monkeys pick up the moon upside down, rabbits kick eagles, and tigers swoop down.

The same "Eight Body Exercises".

But his playing style is completely different from Dahan's.

After beating her for several times, the goddess’s tears turned into a stream of warmth, flowing through her limbs and bones, and blending with the golden energy in her abdomen.

"Xianchang Lu!"

Zu Wu stood aside.

Lu Tong stopped and stood still, breathed a sigh of relief, and went over and said: "Master Zu, what's the matter?"

"Sun Hao is dead."

He couldn't help but shrink his pupils and said in surprise: "Why, how did you die?"

"Same as the fourth young master. Mr. Qin checked and found that the wounds were exactly the same, with both blood and flesh missing from the heart."

Zu Wu looked a little strange.

Lu Tong sensed something was wrong.

Zu Wanping and Sun Hao.

Two people died in a row, all related to him. Now the yellow mud fell on his crotch.