Chapter XIV: Her Soup

Genres:Martial Arts and Xianxia Last update:25/03/24 17:52:17
    The evil spirit just walked out of the room with this arm, smiling and greeting them.

    The sailor with an arm raised looked sad and asked, "I really have to raise this thing for half an hour?"

    "I'd rather go all-out with that guy again!"

    Everyone around him urged him to endure a bit more.

    That is still an evil spirit.

    Die in the middle of the sea, Fudou body, is already enough to scare.

    Especially since she just killed so many people, her ferocity is extreme; it's best to avoid her as much as possible.

    An evil and fierce demon doesn't realize their evaluation of her. She stands at the kitchen doorway, peering in.

    "Is anyone here?"

    There are still some embers in the stove, and some leftovers on the table, but the kitchen is empty and there's no one in it.

    "Why isn't anyone here?"

    "Hmm, there's even this good stuff here?"

    Zheng He turned around in the kitchen, and found a basket of fresh mushrooms in the corner.

    How can there be mushrooms after floating at sea for so long?

    This world has some kind of black technology for preservation?

    Zheng He skillfully picked up the knife and began to process the huge fish head in the kitchen. He removed the scales, cleaned the teeth, took out the cheek, cut it in half, and modified the cutting patterns.

    The fish head is so big, it would be wasted not to make soup with it, Zheng He intends to make a pot of fish head mushroom soup.

    In addition to these, she found sugar and hard corn kernels in the kitchen. There was plenty of oil and salt, so she planned to make a pot of caramel popcorn without butter for Zheng as a lunch dish.

    She loves these sweet treats and deep-fried foods the most. It's a shame that this world probably doesn't have cola, or Zheng Dong would be even happier.

    Increase the firepower, cover the pot, and the corn kernels crackle in the pan. The sweet aroma of syrup wafts out of the kitchen door that is not closed, and the whole ship seems to be riding on a cloud of cotton candy.

    She was busy in the kitchen, working fervently, unaware that outside the kitchen door, a group of crew members were tiptoeing closer to the cabin.

    Lao Wen led the way, carrying a small bronze compass in his hands with great care. The compass was carved with simple spells, and just looking at it made them dizzy and dizzy. They felt that it was a precious artifact that should not be gazed upon excessively.

    In the very center of the compass was a small array, in which lay a small golden needle. The needle floated quietly above the array and naturally pointed north.

    "Uncle Wen, do you think this thing will be any good?"

    Monkey was hiding behind Uncle Wen, looking curiously at the compass. He wasn't afraid of this divine artifact and even wanted to touch it with his hands. But before he could even get close, Uncle Wen hit him on the back with his hand.

    "Don't mess around, what if you break it? This is a divine artifact!"

    "It's not easy to get something out of the old scoundrel. Stay away from it all!"

    Monkey pulled back his hand that was reddened from being hit and muttered, "What's the big deal? His things, aren't they all yours eventually?"

    "Add four fingers, and you'll find that the world is full of things that you don't know yet. This is a bronze compass in Uncle Wen's hand, and he is holding his breath to see it. He doesn't want his breath to disturb this sacred artifact. 'This thing doesn't seem to be working.'"

    Lao Wen slightly furrowed his brow, "It hasn't been unlocked yet. The old man said that this treasure is called the 'Fengyun Compass'. The ring around it is the strength of the evil spirit. If it's just a water ghost, it should be on the first degree, and a malevolent ghost would be on the second degree ... In short, the stronger the evil spirit, the bigger the pointer will turn."

    "The more evil the spirit is, the bigger the pointer will turn. Half a circle is a sea monster, and one full circle ... One full circle should be when it possesses 'Fudou'... "

    That would be the worst case scenario.

    Lao Wen's face was gloomy. It wouldn't have been his job if the old man hadn't broken his leg.

    "The old man said we should first see what's inside before deciding how to deal with it."

    " Everyone, cool it down!"

    "All the crew members nodded."

    "Uncle Wen, do you think this evil spirit... could it really be Fudou?"

    "I've never seen a Fudou like this that knows how to cook?"

    "Four fingers swallowed and muttered, his eyes staring blankly at Zheng He, who was busy in the kitchen."

    It smells quite nice.

    Lao Wen coldly laughed, "Regardless of what she is, she's so evil that either she dies or we do!"

    He said this while lighting a talisman according to the old man's instructions and sprinkling the ash of the talisman on top of the Fengyun Compass.

    The ash of the talisman scattered with the wind.

    Everyone held their breath and watched the bronze compass.

    The golden needle stretched its lazy legs slowly and began to spin around. The fine end of the needle moved at a visible speed towards the direction where Zheng He was located in the kitchen.

    The circumference of the Fengyun Compass, which was inscribed with characters, also began to turn, and slowly stopped at the first slot.

    The first slot is just a water ghost.

    Everyone was holding their breath, not daring to relax.

    After witnessing the fierce scene of the evil spirit killing someone, no one dared to take any chances and there was no one who thought that the evil spirit would only be a water ghost.

    As expected, after a brief pause, the golden needle on the Fengyun Compass shook violently and the outer circle spun wildly. It wasn't enough to spin once around, the entire compass with its inscribed talisman was spinning out of control in Lao Wen's hand, almost flying out of his two hands.

    The Fengyun Compass quickly grew hot, and Lao Wen let out a hiss, releasing his grip.

    However, he immediately remembered the treasure of this thing and quickly tightened his fingers, trying to grab the Fengyun Compass again.

    Bang——

    The compass shattered into countless pieces, and the golden needle directly shot towards Lao Wen's eyes. He slightly turned his face, and the golden needle brushed past his eye corner, leaving a fresh red scar.

    Fengyun Compass...

    Right under their eyes...

    Exploded.

    ...

    One full circle is Fudou possession, how many circles did the Fengyun Compass spin just now?

    Everyone was utterly shocked.

    What kind of thing is that evil spirit!

    Znga——

    "What are you all doing here?"

    As soon as Zheng He pushed open the door, she saw that about seven or eight people outside were frozen in place, staring at something on the ground. When they heard her coming out, everyone trembled and looked at themselves nervously.

    "Oh, do you eat fish heads?"

    "There's a big pot on the stove; if you want some, you can serve yourself."

    Zheng He held a plate with a bowl of delicious fish head mushroom soup and another bowl of golden popcorn. The soup smelled heavenly, and the popcorn was also very fragrant.

    But isn't this evil spirit supposed to eat human flesh, drink human blood, and consume human brains?"

    Such a ferocious spirit wouldn't drink steaming hot soup, would they?

    Who would an evil spirit cook in a kitchen?

    No, no, it's definitely the demon's sorcery. The soup in this pot can't be any ordinary fish head soup!

    The fish head is fake, and the aroma is fake too! This must be a bowl of human head soup inside!

    This evil spirit wants them to eat human flesh like her!

    Illusion! It must be an illusion!

    Everyone shook their heads frantically and vehemently declined Zheng He's 'kindness'.

    "No need, ha, elder sister, we're not hungry, really!"

    "Yes, elder sister, go do what you want. Don't worry about us!"

    "Yes yes yes, we are not hungry at all!"

    Their attitude was oddly eager and strange, with each person's smile appearing forced.

    Zheng He shrugged, "Alright, let it be."

    [Escape Value +1]

    [Current Escape Value: 83%]

    As soon as the words were spoken, the escape value changed again.

    The escape value will increase even if they refuse to drink the fish soup I brewed?

    The escape value can't increase anymore; if it really goes up to 100%, she will have to separate from Zheng Dongwu.

    Although she doesn't know the reason behind the change of the escape value, Zheng He can sense in her heart that something terrible will definitely happen once the escape value reaches 100%.

    And how can she leave Zheng Dongwu alone in such a dangerous place?

    She changed her expression, squinted her eyes, lowered her voice, and made a dissatisfied face, looking at the others, "You guys, really don't want to give me face?"

    "Are you afraid that I've poisoned the soup and will harm you?"

    "Since you call me elder sister, and elder sister has made soup for you, how dare you not drink it?"

    All the crew members' minds were bitter, and you wanted to harm us by poisoning! Why would you do that?