Chapter 254: Will count
After Song Shuhang bought the chopped tea knife and soy sauce, he flew home at the fastest speed!
"It was actually played by the green onion." On the green onion in his hand, it was just ordinary green onions. It’s just that this onion is full of the smell of ‘green onion’ and it’s been over for a while.
——When he bought soy sauce, he used the right hand of 'Onion' to pick up the soy sauce. The strength on his finger was not too strong. Then the 'Onion' was broken into two halves. Up...
Broken in half!
Song Shuhang immediately understood that the ‘onion essence’ in his hand was a fake. Really onion... Still in your own home, you may have escaped!
"Damn, it’s too big." Song Shanghang has always been extremely cautious and cautious in dealing with matters related to 'repairing truth'.
I didn't expect to treat this green onion very much.
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After quickly ran home, Song Shuhang immediately raised his eyes to watch the situation at home.
Then he secretly let out a sigh of relief, the home is very calm, Zhao Yaya and her two friends whispered in the living room; in the study, Song Dad and Lao Lu father and son did not know what to exchange. Song mother is still busy in the kitchen... It seems that the onion is not coming and causing trouble.
"So, does the onion concentrate escape directly?" Song Shuhang secretly runs the "True My Meditations", and then exerts his mental power to slam the 'spiritual detective law'.
At this time, Song Shuhang’s mental strength, which has been opened three times, is much stronger than before. When the mental power is fully exerted, it is enough to cover all of his family.
When the 'Mental Detective Law' was launched, the three women, Zhao Yaya and Song Lu, who were in the exchange, paused at the same time. It felt like someone was peeking at themselves, and there was some hair in my heart.
At the same time, everything in the family, even the ants crawling in the dark corners, are reflected in Song Shuhang's mind. Of course... the picture that Song Shuhang can now sense is still very rough. Although it can sense the ants, the ants are all a small horse-sake-like in his induction.
The larger humanoid objects can basically be mapped in his mind like video pictures.
Searched for a long time... Song Shuhang could not find the ‘Onion’.
Trouble, if the onion demon really fled, if he spreads his ‘thinking stone,’ then he will be in trouble.
Hey, wait!
What is the mother holding in her hand?
That long three-footed guy, isn't this my knives broken? How did you run your mom?
When I was wondering, I saw my mother coming out of the kitchen with a knife.
"Hey, Emirates, you are back, why are you standing in the doorway like this? I will slash the bone knife and soy sauce to me, just in a hurry." Song mother smashed the smashing knives and the Songs waterway.
"Cough, Mom, what are you doing with this decorative knife?" Song Shuhang swallowed his mouth and asked.
"Haha, you have a good decorative knife. It's just fine. It's even sharper than I thought. If you don't want to dirty your decorative knife, I want to use it to cut the ribs." Song mother laughed. .
Then she said again: "Just, I saw the scallions on the cabinet at the door. Maybe I accidentally landed on it when I came back to buy food in the morning, so I took it back to the kitchen to cut it off, ready to fry. 'Scallion mutton'. But what is strange is that the onion on the counter can't be cut off."
When Song’s mother said this, she frowned. “It’s strange to say that I have never encountered such onions, and the knife can’t be cut. When I think about it, I always feel that something is wrong.”
Rubbed, the green lady was brought back to the kitchen by Song mother.
"Hahaha, Mom, that onion is really special. It was a gift from a friend of mine. It is said to be a new variety of onion. I was going to take it home, hahaha." Song Shuhang immediately A serious nonsense - no, in order to cover some of the 'repair of the real world', he has recently lie more and more lies.
"Oh, it turned out to be the new breed you brought back. No wonder." Song Mama did not think much, accepted the son's statement.
Song Shuhang sighed with a sigh of relief - wait, ah, the mother is holding a knives in her hand... lie, scallions, will not have an accident, right?
He swallowed his mouth: "Mom, the green onion is now, is it still?"
"Oh, I was cut off. I? I couldn't cut it with the kitchen knife, so I remembered that your 'decoration knife' came. Then I took the knife and tried to cut it. It was a smooth one. Go down and cut it into green onions. You can make this knife old." Song mother laughed.
Song Shuhang suddenly looked dumbfounded: "So, what about onion?"
"It’s made into scallion and mutton. It’s really interesting to say that your new variety of onion is very interesting. It’s clear that the knife is not hurt, but after being cut off, it’s been done in the oil. It’s cooked soon. The taste is also very fragrant. You will try it later. The scallion and mutton is really my favorite.” Song Mama was proud of it.
Scallion mutton... scallion mutton... scallion mutton...
That green onion, will not die, right?
Moreover, why does the onion essence not resist? Faced with the crisis of life and death, why did she let her mother slice her?
"That roots, Mom? The roots are still there?" Song Shuhang holds the last hope - I don't know if the onion is cut off, will it die? After all, it is a plant system, but perhaps there is still a hope of survival.
"Throw it on the edge of the kitchen, what do you want to do? Oh... I forgot that you want to bring this green onion back to cultivate." Song mother pointed to the kitchen: "I went in and looked for it, and several roots were mixed together. On the edge of the board. I will go back and hang this knife back to you."
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Song Shuhang quickly ran to the kitchen, and soon he discovered the scallions of the onion.
There is a strong hint of green onion.
"Hey, still alive?" Song Shuhang asked softly.
However, the onion did not answer, but the onion root shook a little.
It seems that it has not died yet...
Song Shuhang sighed with relief and he picked up the onions. Then, his gaze fell to the side of the Song Mother's smug ‘ 葱 爆 羊 羊.
Three hundred years of onion and fried lamb - this stuff is a big supplement? Still will eat dead people?
After thinking about it, he took out his mobile phone and quickly boarded the 'Jiuzhou No.1 Group'.
Shushan pressure: "Predecessors, my 300-year-old onion was cut by my mother and fried lamb... The onion is only one root, can you still live? In addition, three hundred years of onion Stir-fried mutton, will it die if you eat it? Online, etc., very urgent!"
This dish is a favorite of my mother. I will definitely go to the table and ask my family to eat more. In the event of eating a dead person, what should I do? If you will eat dead, then he has to find a way to deal with it.
Soon, someone will reply.
It is a predecessor of Beihe Sanren. As long as he is online, he will always be the first replies of the predecessors: "[0_0] Three hundred years of onion? This stuff is not common. I will answer your first question: If the onion is fine, as long as the roots are not If it is destroyed, it will be hopeful to survive. I will bury it in the soil and pour some springs every day to recover. As for the second question, I have not tasted the three-hundred-year-old onion fried lamb. I don't know how to answer."
At this time, the drunken month lays back: "The second question: Assume that if your mother is a 'kitchen', that is, the kind of comprehension that is similar to the snow fairy, the three-hundred-year-old onion fried lamb is big. Supplements, even ordinary people can eat and prolong life!"
Shushan pressure is great: "...predecessors don't make trouble, my mother is an ordinary person."
Drunk Moon Lay: "Well, in this case, ordinary people can never eat! Three hundred years of onion essence, which contains a lot of demon, ordinary people will be confused by the devil."
Book Hill is under pressure: "What happens after you are confused?"
Drunk Moon Lay: "After being confused... it will be very exciting! All kinds of death, you better not try because of curiosity."
Song Shuhang: "..."
Ghosts will try this kind of thing because of curiosity!
The drunken month lays again: "And I estimate that the monk should be careful when eating this ‘three hundred years of onion and sautéed mutton,' and it will be very troublesome if it is affected by the evil inside.”
Song Shuhang sighed - you sent him to eat and he didn't want to eat, as long as he thought that this onion could be turned into a delicate girl, but how did it come down?
He is not abnormal, and he does not have a hobby.
- Sure enough, I will dispose of this onion and mutton, although I feel sorry for my mother's cooking, but it is really dumped!
At this time, the mad knife and three waves came out: "Book Air Xiaoyou, your three hundred years of green onion roots are not for sale? I am collecting the materials of the other snow fairy Ji 'Food Xianyan', maybe you three A hundred years of onion can come in handy."
"..." Song Shuhang silent for a moment, replied: "Predecessors, not very good. Onion fine three hundred years of practice is not easy, finally can be turned into human form, with wisdom. Always feel sent her to the Xianxian feast to make dishes If you eat it, I can’t bear it. It’s a life.”
When Song Shuhang’s words were sent up, the group suddenly silenced for a long while.
"Hey! Wait!" The mad knife and three waves made a spurting expression: "You just said, your green onion has produced wisdom? Can it be turned into a human form?"
"Three hundred years of onion demonization into a human form?" Beihe scattered people followed by questions.
"Since it has been turned into a human form, will you still catch her with your strength? And you will be made into a succulent lamb?" The drunken month layman followed.
"Impossible, isn't you confused by the enchanting nature of the onion? The strangeness of plants, the accumulation of monsters in the past three hundred years, the wisdom can not open?" Snow Wolf Cave master surprised.
Looking at the reaction of the predecessors in the group, Song Shuhang wondered: "Is there any strange thing about the scallions turned into human figures?"
At this time, Huangshan Zhenjun said: "Book Air, I will give you some common sense. Let me give you an example. Is Peas right beside you? It is now converted into a human monk. One step is to condense 'Demon Dan' to complete the stage of 'deformation'. The demon, it is equal to the golden monk of the human monk. As long as it is a strange, no demon will be turned into a human form! Animals are so difficult, more What about the plant leprechauns that didn't even have the spirit?"
"The green onion in your hand is weird." The pharmacist slowly responded with a slow response.
The mad knife and three waves guessed: "Replant her, and then observe what is special about her. Maybe... she has a baby!"
Beihe scattered people echoed: "Or, this green onion has ancient blood?"
The seniors in the group talked a lot, and Song Shuhang first put the mobile phone away.
He picked up the scallions and mutton. After thinking about it, he gritted his teeth and went to the kitchen trash can to dump it.
At this time, I can only waste the cooking of Song's mother and the scallions of the onion.
Just as Song Shuhang opened the trash can and prepared to dump the lamb, he suddenly heard the footsteps of Song’s mother outside—Song’s mother had already approached the kitchen.
Song Shuhang’s action of dumping scallion and mutton suddenly stopped!
Because the door of his kitchen is two transparent floor-to-ceiling glass doors, if he dumps the lamb into the trash can, Song Mama can see it far!
At that time, if you can't think of a good excuse, Song's mother is not worried.
How to do?
Song Shuhang’s mind quickly turned.
At this time, Song Mama has pushed open the glass door: "Book Airlines, has the roots found?"
Song Shuhang gnawed his teeth, and Zhangkou quickly smashed the whole scallion mutton into his mouth.
When Song Mama just finished asking... Song Shuhang has swallowed the whole scallion mutton into the belly.
Song mother; "..."
"Mom, this dish is delicious. I accidentally finished eating it! Hahaha, it’s so delicious, I won’t leave it to my dad.” Song Shuhang gave a thumbs up.
Song’s mother was crying and laughing, and she pointed her finger to Song Shuhang’s force to come to a brain.
"Hey." Song Shuhang smirked, took the opportunity to escape from the kitchen and ran to his room. If you don’t digest something, spit it out and say...
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After running back to his room, Song Shuhang closed the door and tried to use the artificial vomiting method to vomit the ‘onion mutton’.
However, when he tried to induce vomiting, the whole person was stupid.
I can't spit, I can't spit it out.
His current body does not seem to have the concept of 'spit' at all, no matter how he toss, there is no reaction.
At the same time, he felt that his stomach was getting hot.
It's like the feeling of drinking hot soup in the big winter. This heat has been hot from the stomach to the lower abdomen. Recalling the introduction of the squad's predecessors to the ‘three hundred years of onion and mutton,’ Song Songhang felt that he might be in trouble.
Did my recent life script turn the wrong page?
Song Shuhang took a deep breath and went back to the bed.
On the bed, the white predecessor remained motionless and still in retreat. If the white predecessors are still awake, how can they resolve their current crisis with their fingers?
But now, I can only rely on myself.
Song Shuhang sat down on the side of the bed, closed his eyes and began to practice "I really think", want to see if you can digest the strange energy from the stomach.
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"Ha ha ha, I have eaten the demon and still want to spit it out, no way!" At this time, in the pocket of Song Shuhang, the green onion made a smug laugh.
It was an accident to be caught by Song’s mother. But then, when Song’s mother grabbed the knife and cut it to cut her, she had a flash of light in her mind and figured out a trick.