"What are your eyes?" The woman in white looked around her, suddenly changed the subject, pointed to the mandrill next to her and said:

"It's cursed?"

Hua Xiaomi had a thought and quickly asked, "Do you dare to ask me, can you have a solution?"

"Tsk tsk..." The woman in white shook her head with her chin in her hand.

Her heart gradually sinks. Is the curse really indelible?

At this moment, he saw the other party confused and murmured: "I think I have seen it somewhere."

It turned out that the woman in white shook her head just now was not responding to Hua Xiaomi's question at all. This made her breath of relief, but she felt a little dissatisfied.

She was focused, but the other party was distracted, which scared her to the point of being shocked.

Really, if the other party hadn't had a higher cultivation level than her, she would have

Forget it, why should I practice it? Let’s wait until she forms a pill.

And the most important thing now is, "Senior, this mountain mandrill is the future forest owner who will not abandon the forest, but mistakenly falls into the curse of the incense palace. If there is a way to solve it, I hope the senior will help you.

The younger generation is willing to make another pot of meals.”

Hua Xiaomi can only cook, and besides food, she can't think of anything else to repay.

She took out the storage bag and even held the reduced version of the spiritual treasure tree in her palm for the woman in white to choose.

Sure enough, the woman in white cast her eyes over and her eyes shone, "Ah, I remembered it!"

Suddenly, the excitement on her face slightly retracted, and the storage bag and spiritual treasure tree that Hua Xiaomi held in both hands brushed to the ground.

"Don't get in the way of thinking by throwing this trash and broken tree."

Hua Xiaomi quickly picked up the thing. The treasure tree suffered from the cold wind, and the leaves shrank and gradually withered and yellow. She carefully wiped off the broken snow stained on it and hid it back on her body.

Perhaps this is just garbage for the woman in white, but it is the most precious thing for her.

"Senior, that curse"

"Do you know, that food practice is simply a lunatic!"

The woman in white interrupted her and kept talking to herself, sinking into her own thoughts. Hua Xiaomi could only listen.

"Hundreds of years, or thousands of years have passed? Not long ago, I was traveling alone and occasionally saw a food practice. That food practice is simply a pervert, do you know?

I discovered her in a small world... "

The green water is as fragrant as the fragrance, the green waterfall is dotted, and the boat is swaying.

The woman in white was about to get on the boat and have a chance to have a trip, but she saw Mizuzo suddenly change.

A layer of smoke was caged above the water surface, gradually forming a confusion, and at the same time a discomfortable smell surged.

The woman in white had a very entangled expression and was obviously trapped in memory.

Hua Xiaomi couldn't help but remember the magical formation swamp she encountered on Chiyue Island before. It smelled smelly, which was the smell of the corpse cultivator.

As for food practice... she raised her arm and sniffed it, it didn't taste much.

Hua Xiaomi looked at the woman in white with suspicion. This powerful man looked very unreliable. Could it be that he mistakenly treated corpse cultivation, ghost cultivation or poison cultivation as food cultivation?

After all, decay and darkness are the labels of this kind of monk.

However, this time Hua Xiaomi was wrong. The one in front of the woman in white was a food practice.

And it is also a food repairman who is staying in the garbage dump to cook and eat.

The picturesque beauty is no longer there, but it is replaced by the sour smell of food that has been left on hot weather for a long time, and countless garbage piles are in front of the woman in white.

The stench soared into the sky almost made people fall to the ground and die. The woman in white covered her nose and retching a few times. Her morning sickness started from this time.

What is that?

She took two steps to tentatively take the pills and half of the pills fell into the water.

Oh no, that cannot be called water, under her feet was a turbid, yellowish-brown liquid, which gathered into a small river.

There is a burnt metal smell, very pungent.

This is the most useless type of material that melts ore to form liquid when refining tools.

Because any use will be used or exchanged, and only useless will be discarded.

But being abandoned does not mean disappearance or destruction.

These wastes cannot be recycled or destroyed, and can only be half destroyed and piled up somewhere.

Over time, a huge abandoned garbage dump has been formed here.

Although the woman in white in this kind of garbage dump has not seen much, she has not seen a lot of it, so she is not surprised.

She was just a little disappointed. Beautiful things are what people hope for. They should roll down to the ground, ugly and dark!

But then, a few sounds came from deep into the garbage.

Water dripping splashes of oil, "sizzling", which was supposed to be a sound that aroused people's appetite, but now in this place, even ghosts can't eat anything, right?

But the woman in white heard the sound of chewing again.

Curiosity rose instantly. Although the gas here was poisonous, it was not poisonous at all. The woman in white was just suffering from her nose.

The sound was sometimes gone, and she cleared a way out and walked in.

Among the waste everywhere, a small figure hid in the garbage dump looking for something to eat.

Oh, that's not a beggar.

That's a food practice.

Although her whole body was dirty, her hands were beautiful and her nails were clean. She set up a pot and set fire to make a fire. Her spiritual sense was looking for something in the garbage dump.

"You..." Baiyi's expression was complicated, "Are you a fool?"

Only those who are struggling between life and death will collect in the abandonment. In Baiyi's eyes, the food cultivation has the ability to cultivate. If you want to cook, you can leave here.

But I just set up a pot in this smelly place, and I think it must be a brain problem.

However, the Messenger ignored her and collected piles of irregular and unknown objects in black, yellow and brown, and threw them all into the pot.

The oil is still hot, and as soon as it enters the pot, it makes a sound of oil and water colliding.

Blasts of black burnt smoke emerged.

The sun suddenly became dark, as if there was a layer of dark cloth covering the sky, but the fire was lighted here, but the poisonous gas was too heavy, and the orange-red fire color was soaked into a dark green.

The shrinking and dirty food medicinal face was gloomy and his mouth was vague, as if he was calling the soul.

Baiyi wrinkled her nose and quietly walked behind Shi Xiu's back, stretched her neck, and looked into the pot with a little disgust and curiosity.

Suddenly, Shi Xiu raised his hand and put a piece of bloody and bloody thing in it, and the oily flowers exploded with a "bang".

Baiyi was stiff and stood there. When he saw the Meat Shui who had been facing her back, he suddenly turned around and pressed against her face. His pupils, like a needle-tip, suddenly shrank, and a strange curve opened on the corner of his mouth: "Have you... ever eaten human flesh?"

The food repairman's voice was hoarse, as if he had just been ground by sandpaper.

I met a bad person in such a bad place, and Baiyi was in a very bad mood.

She frowned, stretched out her hand and pointed her with a middle finger on the other party's slightly clean nose, and used the strength of her finger to pull the distance between the two of them.

While saying in a disgusting voice, "I'm sorry, I'm not interested in human flesh, but I'm quite interested in you."
Chapter completed!