The connection between Dali Temple, the Soul-Zhenzhen Temple, and Yuqian Lane, which is the intersection of the three roads, is an intersection.

It is a place where Chen Feng will pass through every day and will definitely pass through on the way down.

Even if I was seconded from the Soul-Secretariat to Dali Temple, this place is still a must-pass place.

Chen Feng often eats breakfast here.

Yan Mubai was angry with Qin Shufen that morning because he couldn't go to school.

Chen Feng once brought him here to eat tofu brain to enlighten him about the importance of studying.

The uncle who set up a stall also gave Chen Feng a thumbs up and said, "I didn't understand, but I think it's amazing."

He was a kind and friendly uncle, and the oily and spicy food was more ingredient than other people's.

"Where is Uncle Ye, why didn't he find him out today?" Chen Feng casually chatted about family matters, digging the tofu brain with a spoon and stuffing it into his mouth, and he was talking in his heart: the salty fragrance is not strong enough, and the negative comments are made.

"Oh, you said my dad, I got up last night and I blew my waist. Today I'll be there." The young man who spoke with him looked happy, and he looked smiling whenever he saw him.

"Xiao Ye, I haven't seen you before." The guest at the next table joked and said with a smile: "You look nod to your father, maybe you picked it up."

The poor and rough man, who was joking, was unpredictable, and even more, shouted: "I don't think it looks like it. Lao Ye is afraid that he didn't raise someone else's son, hahaha."

This joke was a bit too much, implying that Lao Ye’s wife steals people, Xiao Ye is not Lao Ye’s seed.

Xiaoye still smiled and didn't care about adding a spoonful of tofu brains to the spoken guest, laughing: "You can't say this to the guest official, you must spread it to my father's ears, and see if he won't chop you and feed it to the dog."

"The relationship is good. I just went to the palace to do an errand. It's better than not being able to eat enough to starve to death. I heard that the white flour steamed buns in the palace are bigger than the wife's plate."

"Then you go, don't worry, brothers will definitely take good care of your wife."

"I~go~you~!" Xiao Ye joked about the man with a smile on his face and slowly waving his hand.

The people who were at the same table thought he was slowing down his speech and exaggerating his dissatisfaction.

Look up.

But the man's face had a stiff smile, bleeding from his seven orifices, and he fell to the ground and lost his breath with a thud.

"The person who hates people's parents the most." Xiao Ye smiled, and there was no abnormality on his face.

He pulled off the pound of cloth on his shoulder, wiped his hands, and said happily: "You untouchables, living is a waste of air."

There were several sounds.

The guests who have eaten tofu brain have not even had time to be frightened, and they also bleed in their seven orifices, making them feel cold.

Just a moment.

The dead guest had cramps all over his body, and his arms were crooked and he stood up.

Being infected with zombie poisoning began to transform.

This zombie poison will be even more violent than that in Dingcheng, Tanzhou. The process from death to corpse transformation will be completed in just a few breaths.

Plop.

Chen Feng also slipped under the table, and his unfinished tofu brain poured on him.

You have to do a full set of acting.

Chen Feng, who has all poisons invaded, naturally cannot be overwhelmed by the zombie poison. If you pretend, you must always pretend to be more decent.

It's just that bleeding from the seven orifices is difficult to pretend.

Chen Feng was still thinking about how to force some blood out.

I heard Fan Xiaoxi's mocking voice, which slowly rang from far to near.

"Stop pretending, how could the imperial bloodline of Reed Town be infected with zombie poison?"

"Oh!" Chen Feng sighed slightly, picked up the porcelain bowl on the ground, slowly got up, and reached out to greet Xiaoye, "I haven't eaten enough, I'll have another bowl. Remember, the oil-splashed chili should not be fried in a pot, but poured with boiling oil. The tofu brain is not filled with iron scoops, so I have to scoop the porcelain bowl directly. Do you understand? There are flaws everywhere, what is the Sun Erniang model?"

Shadow Organization Sun Kill Xiaoye naturally doesn’t understand what Sun Erniang’s black store model is.

He was no longer happy, stared at Chen Feng, and then looked at Fan Xiaoxi who was slowly walking towards him, with inquiries in his eyes.

"Make two bowls, mine will add sugar." Fan Xiaoxi sat opposite Chen Feng like an old friend, lifted up one foot and stepped on the bench, and said, "I don't mind before I send you a meal together!"

"I mind."

Fan Xiaoxi, “…”

"It doesn't matter whether you mind or not. I like to eat with dead people. I'm used to it." Fan Xiaoxi picked up the spoon, clamped it in his armpit and twitched it, then put it in his mouth and whispered it a few times, and said as if no one else was around:

"You don't know the environment of the Eighteen Prisons, we are undead..."

"The zombie, the old man who is staggered but not dead is immortal." Chen Feng was not polite and whispered.

Fan Xiaoxi curled her lips. Her temper is surprisingly good now and she doesn't accept Chen Feng's stubbornness.

"We are undead tribes, to put it nicely, are the guardians of the zombies in the previous dynasty in the 18 prisons. In fact, after all, they are similar to prisoners. The underworld is not a place for people to stay, and we are not ghosts, right?"

Fan Xiaoxi held the spoon in her mouth and rubbed her hands. With the light of Jixi in her eyes, she watched Xiaoye bring the sugar-filled tofu brain over.

She couldn't wait to look like a master who could be at the same level as Jin Fengwei.

It's obviously a greedy girl movie.

Fan Xiaoxi swallowed his saliva, dug a big spoonful of tofu brain and swayed it in front of Chen Feng's eyes, and then he stuffed it into his mouth.

She sucked, huh, exaggeratedly, and sniffed her hot air, slapped her mouth with her palms, while rolling the tofu brain into her mouth.

I have to say that Fan Xiaoxi is really good at eating.

"Eat slowly, eat more, and you won't be able to eat this hot mouthful." Chen Feng said a pun, took the oil-splashed spicy and salty tofu handed over by Xiaoye, and said "Thank you".

Xiao Ye seemed to have not adapted to the change of this role. He was stunned for a moment before twitching his mouth and replied: "You're welcome, two guests should use it slowly."

Look.

The environment will affect people.

The Japanese kill Xiaoye, influenced by Chen Feng and Fan Xiaoxi, also became a role unknowingly.

"You are going to die anyway, and eating it is a waste." Fan Xiaoxi said without hesitation, snatching Chen Feng's tofu brain, and snatching his elbow and holding the porcelain bowl on the center of his elbow like a food-protecting food.

Chen Feng held up the spoon and suddenly fell into the air, very embarrassed.

Have you snatched it back? It seems that you haven't broken up yet, which is quite destructive... Chen Feng thought about it and turned to Xiao Ye and said, "Your master starved to death and reincarnated, bring all the tofu brains."

Xiao Ye turned a blind eye and entered the sage mode... Just kidding, I'll give you a bowl for Xiao Xi's sake. I can't do anything if I listen to your orders.

"Forget it, I'll treat you to this bowl." Fan Xiaoxi pushed the bowl of salty tofu brain protected by the center of the elbow to Chen Feng, "Just like to thank you for removing the seal of the zombie clan, God, fate, people!"

Fan Xiaoxi almost said the three words "destiny man" with his teeth.

She didn't forget to bury Chen Feng and said, "Look, you like salty fragrance, I like to mix sugar, we are not the same person at all."

"Who said no?" Chen Feng used a spoon to mash the tofu brain, stirred it again and again. After the tofu brain was completely tasty, he scooped a spoon and put it in his mouth. He said while pursing it: "I'm actually quite curious. The Yin-Yang War more than 300 years ago, in theory, you helped Taizu stab the lineage of the Dirty Emperor back. There was no credit for it. Even if you can't be a king, you should be free. How could you be sealed in the Eighteen Prison as a jailer?"

"Oh, I understand." Chen Feng did not wait for Fan Xiaoxi to reply and speculated on his own:

"As the queen of the previous dynasty, Taizu was his husband. Oh, it means her husband. She has loved her. No matter how much she said, she was stinging the Dirty Emperor herself. That was the wife teaching her husband a lesson. Beating is a kiss or scolding. Taizu wanted to make the Dirty Emperor suddenly awaken in this way. Turning back is the shore. But you don't know the mood between other couples, and you insist on getting into a strife and having a back sting. Taizu didn't say it in his heart, but she actually minded it. She must think that the couple was fighting on the head of the bed and the end of the bed. You should openly slap my husband in the face. Then things happened later. Taizu was thinking about this in his heart, and it was also worth it."

"Look, I'll know when you look at your surprised expression. You've never been in a relationship, have you?"

"Don't you understand the tacit understanding between husband and wife?"

"I knew that in terms of emotions, you are still a young man."

Fan Xiaoxi's face twitched, and the spoon in her hand was almost pinched by her.

She said in a gloomy voice: "Auntie, I count the time I have been sleeping for several times. There are still more than 300 years. How could you be a young boy..."

"Wow." Chen Feng interrupted Fan Xiaoxi with exaggerated opening his mouth and said, "I didn't realize that you are still an old witch."

After Chen Feng finished speaking, he looked at Fan Xiaoxi with disgust and looked up and down with unscrupulous eyes. He also deliberately pinched his chin and kept tilting his head and tsk, saying, "Tsk tsk tsk, it shouldn't be. Seeing that this body has not grown yet, I long thought you were a Tianshan boy grandma, but I didn't expect you to be a thousand-year-old monster."

"Who is old demon, who is old demon?" Fan Xiaoxi was furious and slapped the table and shouted: "I'm only seventeen when I'm sleeping."

Chen Feng, “…”

It would be his turn to be truly stunned.

At the age of seventeen, can you compete with Jin Fengwei? The four words "genius girl" flashed through Chen Feng's mind.

"And, the reason why we were sealed..."

"Cough cough cough..." Just as Fan Xiaoxi was blushing and her neck was about to explain clearly, Xiaoye quickly coughed continuously to remind Fan Xiaoxi.

"Ha, what are you? Why do you want to tell you?" Fan Xiaoxi woke up from Xiaoye's cough, returned to her calm appearance, and continued to suck her tofu brain.

Chen Feng said in secretly, "It's a pity that Xiaoye's cough made him miss a big melon."

It seems that the reason why the zombie tribe who guarded the Eighteen Prisons ended up in such a field is another inside story. Judging by their recent behavior of colluding with the zombie tribes of the previous dynasty and trying to restore the country, the sweetness of this melon is not low.

It's okay, the Linglong scale weighs it, and walks on the Yin-Yang Book. This melon will sooner or later be in my bowl... Chen Feng thought so and said, "If you don't say it, don't say it. Then I want to ask, under the banner of restoring the previous dynasty, are the imperial bloodlines of Luwei Town considered the royal family of the previous dynasty, and I..."

Chen Feng pointed to his nose and almost face to face before Fan Xiaoxi, raised his eyebrows and said, "As the heir of the Dirty Emperor's suspicion of tomb, I am a destiny man who has untied the seal of the Destiny Stone, I must have a more pure imperial bloodline than ordinary villagers in Reed Town. Is it your master? If it is placed in the hands of smart people, I should support me to be the emperor at this time, which is more in line with your interests. Even if it is to use the emperor to command the princes, or to pull the tiger's skin and pull the big flag, it is more cost-effective than to make me."

Fan Xiaoxi suddenly hated Chen Feng's self-righteous face - because he was right, at least in the top leaders of the zombie tribe, especially the group of tribe members who woke up with the Wuwang Hailing Master's technique, think so.

"Let me think about it." Chen Feng opened the distance very appropriately at the moment when Fan Xiaoxi's face changed.
To be continued...