Chapter 1193 Let’s have one?

"What are you trying? You are so strong. How can I beat those above? I won't beat you anymore. I'll stay here with you peacefully. I'll talk about it when they want to let me out." Liu Jun looked indifferent.

He was not anxious, the bald old man was anxious. Their seventh floors had signed a contract with the ancestors of Maoshan, and they had to try the leader of Maoshan who had entered the Demon-Suppressing Tower for all generations.

But this sect leader looks like he is unwilling to go out. What should I do? I have never experienced it.

Maybe, this kid is just scaring him? The bald old man narrowed his eyes and glanced at Liu Jun, and suddenly became a little unhurried.

He was a little confused by Liu Jun's abnormal behavior just now. Now that he has figured it out, he has become much calmer.

But Liu Jun's next operation, he was no longer calm.

I saw Liu Jun put up a pot on the fire, poured half a bucket of peanut oil into it, and took out a few square boxes to open it. A strong smell instantly filled the air.

The bald old man's pupils dilated, he covered his nose and took a few steps back, cursing in his heart, "This kid is actually playing with a silly and expelling poison!" Is this special meow still the head of Maoshan's generation? This is from the Five Poisons Sect!

"Boy, don't go too far. If you want to live, you can live. This is my territory. If you want to harm my territory, be careful that I will beat you to death." The bald old man covered his nose and cursed.

"Oh, I'll get something to eat, it won't affect you. You can eat some together later," Liu Jun glanced at the old man and explained.

When the old man heard Liu Jun's words, he looked frightened. This smelly, shit-like thing, this kid actually wants to eat, and he has to take him to eat it together?

The old man who had already fasted the stomach felt his stomach turbulent for the first time and was so disgusting that he wanted to vomit.

It was too late for the old man to say anything, and Liu Jun had already poured the things from the square box into the pot.

After a while, the things that Liu Jun poured into the oil pan began to roll, and a pungent stench spread across the entire demon-suppressing tower, and even spread to other places.

"Ugh, boy, uh, you actually dare to cook shit in the demon-suppressing tower, uh?" The bald old man covered his nose and cursed while retching.

He has a very high Taoist practice, but he is not as high as he can't breathe. As soon as he breathes, he feels like he falls into a cesspool.

When Liu Jun entered the Demon-Suppressing Tower, the head Ling Xuzi brought most of the elders of Maoshan to the entrance of the Demon-Suppressing Tower, waited quietly, and observed the situation inside through a unique mirror.

But this mirror is not very advanced, and can only see images and cannot convey sound.

"What is this kid doing?" Qinghuozi asked.

"Maybe, are you cooking?" Qingfengzi touched her nose and said.

Hearing this, Qinghuozi nodded, "That's possible, this kid is quite delicious. When he first came to Maoshan, he caused trouble for Junior Muzi's spiritual tail cock."

Qing Muzi didn't say anything, but just clenched his fists a little, and his face was still cold.

"What does it taste?" an elder frowned.

"It smells so smelly, what does it smell!" The elders covered their noses one after another.

"The cesspool exploded? Have someone go and have a look"

"No, this smell comes from the Demon-Suppressing Tower. Look at the expression of the first layer of guardians," an elder said, pointing to the picture in the mirror.

In the picture, Liu Jun was concentrating on tossing the food in the pot, stirring it up a few times from time to time.

The guardian of the first layer has already run to the gate of the Demon-Suppressing Tower, hoping to breathe some fresh air through the crack of the door.

"What should I do? Should I end the trial? Get this kid out?" asked an elder.

The head Ling Xuzi was silent for a few seconds and shook his head, "No, wait a little longer, Zu Xun said, no matter what means the trialists of all generations use, as long as they pass the test, they will be recognized."

"This is also a means to pass the test?" Qinghuozi looked shocked.

"It depends on whether this guardian on this level can hold on." Ling Xuzi took out a porcelain bottle and opened the cap.

Suddenly a strong fragrance filled the surroundings, dispelling the smell of shit.

In the demon-suppressing tower, Liu Jun picked up a piece of stinky tofu with chopsticks, put it in his mouth and chewed it twice, and he was immediately intoxicated, "It's this taste, authentic c-sha stinky tofu."

The guardian of the first layer, the bald old man was shocked when he saw this scene, "I'm just cooking shit, I'm actually eating shit! I'm crazy!"

Liu Jun turned around and saw the bald old man in the distance, and said with a smile, "Senior, don't be standing there, come and have a meal together."

The bald old man's face turned black and he covered his nose and shook his head repeatedly. He underestimated Liu Jun and overestimated himself.

If Liu Jun was struggling like this on the first floor every day, he wouldn't be able to hold on for a few days. No, he had to find a way to send this guy away and let this guy go to other disasters.

When Liu Jun saw that the old man was unwilling to come, he didn't mind, so he started eating happily.

After eating a few pieces of fried stinky tofu, Liu Jun seemed to think something was wrong. He looked up and thought about it. He took out a handful of ingredients, including oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, etc. from the order of good and evil. Finally, he made a cutting board and a kitchen knife, took out a few garlic and coriander, and cut it directly on the cutting board.

Since this stinky tofu is so authentic, it is natural to eat it with a little more particularity, so Liu Jun decided to make some garlic and add some chopped green onion.

"Dong! dong! dong dong dong..."

Although Liu Jun usually plays with swords, he plays this knife very well. The kitchen knife quickly lands on the chopping board, making a dense muffled sound!

"This, isn't this kid a little arrogant? This is a trial of the leader!"

When the elders of Maoshan outside the Demon-Suppressing Tower saw Liu Jun's actions, they suddenly felt a little black. This special person is cooking shit and cutting vegetables. Do you think the Demon-Suppressing Tower is your own home? Do you do whatever you want?

"This is stinky tofu, a kind of delicacy. Look at how strange you look one by one." Qing Fengzi sneaked to the kitchen and ate something. When he came back, he saw Liu Jun eating stinky tofu. When he looked at the expressions of the elders around him, he immediately understood what these elders were thinking.

"You said, is this food?" Qinghuozi asked.

"Of course, the delicious food is very delicious." Qingfengzi's saliva was almost flowing down when she smelled the authentic smell of stinky tofu.

"Well, my nephew, why don't you let me go in? I promise to go in and eat a few pieces of stinky tofu, and it will never interfere with the trial." Qingfengzi looked at Ling Xuzi with a smile.

Ling Xuzi's mouth twitched, "Uncle Master, this is a trial of the head. From the moment when money entered the tower, we couldn't open it from outside."

Qingfengzi showed disappointed eyes, "Oh, that's so regretful."

The other elders were even speechless. Sure enough, the disciples had any kind of masters. Both of them were so good at this.

None of the elders present had ever eaten stinky tofu, because they usually didn't go down the mountain, and only Qingfengzi was away for many years and tasted all kinds of delicacies.

Although Qingmuzi often goes down the mountain, Qingmuzi is the kind of person who is not interested in food. Not to mention stinky tofu, roast chicken may not have eaten it, otherwise he would not have kept a spirit-tailed cock as a pet.

And in the Demon-Suppressing Tower, the guardian of the first floor could not help but "Oh, boy, stop eating, I'll send you to the second floor, you can stay on the second floor for a long time."

"If I don't go, haven't I tried yet?" Liu Jun refused without hesitation.

"You have passed the test, hurry up and go up." The bald old man waved his hand.

"No, I can't bear to leave you." Liu Jun looked reluctant.

The old man suddenly became furious, "Little bastard, do you get out of here? Just have a trial, have you still had a relationship? Get out of here quickly, I will beat you up if I don't get out!"

"Okay, okay, then I'll go up." Liu Jun paused. "Senior, although we haven't been together for a long time, we still have a little relationship. Don't waste these foods, it's really delicious."

After saying that, Liu Jun went to the second floor when the Guardian broke out on the first floor.

There is a staircase at the corner of the first floor, which leads to the second floor.

"Gourmet, just like shit, can it be delicious? This little bastard wants to cheat me before leaving." After Liu Jun left, the bald old man covered his nose and walked to the pot left by Liu Jun, looking at the black block floating inside, with a disgusting face.

Just as a fire was about to destroy all these things, the bald old man's movements stopped again, and a tangled look appeared on his face, "Or how to taste one? After all, it looked quite enjoyable when that kid was eating."

The bald old man looked around. Although he knew that there was no one else here, there was still some vigilance that he should have.

"It's just one piece, no one sees it anyway." After a while of confusion, the old man gritted his teeth and directly picked up a piece of stinky tofu and put it in his mouth.

(End of this chapter)
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