Hell Chef: My ingredients are weird

Song Yu ate the noodles with peace of mind, as if he had listened to the shop owner's warning.

But when he finished eating, the shop owner found that Song Yu had no intention of leaving.

"Boss, can you tell me the reason?"

Song Yu took out a tissue to wipe his mouth, then asked.

"you……"

The boss was startled, and looked out to the street in panic.

"Don't worry, I have blocked the sound, they can't hear our conversation, I am a practitioner."

After the middle-aged boss was stunned for a while, a shocked expression appeared on his face, and then he stared at Song Yu in horror.

"Cultivator... is a cultivator..."

A look of surprise flashed in Song Yu's eyes.

Song Yu was very concerned about the hopeless helplessness that the shop owner inadvertently revealed while talking to him.

"What happened to the cultivator?"

"Go, go, don't be here." The middle-aged man urged.

Song Yu frowned, and then asked, "Are there practitioners here before?"

Seeing that he was completely indifferent, the middle-aged man was silent for a moment, and then heaved a long sigh.

"I'm not from Liang'an Town, but I've been here for seven years. I haven't seen my wife and daughter for seven years. I dare not go out. Once I go out, I may never see them again. I can only wait. Waiting for an impossible opportunity, maybe I might still meet the two of them."

Song Yu asked again: "Will it be dangerous to go out?"

The middle-aged man replied: "I will die. Everyone who wants to escape will be found dead on the mountain the next day, leaving only a piece of skin."

There was a tremor in his tone, as if there was a deep hidden fear in his heart about this matter.

"What happened to the previous cultivators?"

"The former cultivator... he died, and ninety-nine children died with him."

Song Yu's pupils shrank, "Be more specific, maybe I have a way to get you out."

The middle-aged man shook his head slightly: "That's a monk. The old monk is probably in his sixties or seventies. He has a compassionate face and a compassionate heart. In order to help the people here get rid of their shackles, he personally went to the spring on the mountain. Looking for the legendary Quanxian in the town, but he died, and he has only one skin left.

"I know he has good intentions, but, but...his behavior caused ninety-nine children in the town to disappear the next day, and rumors appeared again immediately. This is Quanxian's anger, because the old monk went to disturb it.

"In the future, whenever a cultivator appears, everyone will advise him not to commit suicide and run quickly, although their skins will appear on the mountain every time."

Having said that, the middle-aged man sighed.

He continued: "My name is Li Shunping, from Yujiu City. I came to Zhaoyong City just to go to work and find a job. My boss wanted to leave a few years ago and died. Later, I opened this store. If If you can run out, please tell my wife that I am safe."

Song Yu was puzzled: "Why didn't you let me inform the Special Affairs Bureau?"

As soon as the words came out, he froze himself.

Li Shunping came here seven years ago, and the Special Affairs Bureau was established five years ago.

"Special Affairs Bureau? I've heard people say that the outside world is different, but no one has ever successfully left, and no one from the Special Affairs Bureau has ever been there."

Li Shunping was not surprised, but instead urged: "You leave quickly, as a practitioner, maybe you have a chance."

As he spoke, his expression darkened.

He has said this to many outsiders, many of whom are cultivators.

It's just a little bit of hope left.

If there is a day when he can go out, he doesn't mind saying that for hundreds of years.

It's not that he thinks he can live for hundreds of years, but that seven years have passed, and he is still the same.

The people here, except for the children who will grow up, many people are still the same for several years, and have not aged.

Hearing Li Shunping's words, Song Yu smiled, "If I can't solve it, even if I tell the Special Affairs Bureau, they may not be able to help you."

He is not conceited, but according to the strength of the Special Affairs Bureau, if there is nothing he can do here, even if they know, they can only invite the masters of the Three Sects.

Li Shunping was taken aback for a moment, then understood.

"There were very confident practitioners before."

Song Yu said: "They are all dead, right?"

Li Shunping nodded, and said with some regret: "Actually, it's okay for you to go to Quanxian. Anyway, I'm almost numb. It's okay to die another ninety-nine virgins. Anyway, there are not many other things here, except that there are many children."

Song Yu's eyebrows were condensed with horror: "Wait...there are so many children on the street for Quanxian?"

In fact, he was already curious just now. The number of children here far exceeds that of adults, and the number is several times higher.

Li Shunping nodded, "Probably the meaning is correct, but what Quanxian wants is offerings. If offerings are enough, people will not die. If offerings are not enough, people will die randomly. And once they die, they will be virgins who are several times the number of offerings. You let these people How to choose? The people in the whole town, besides living alone, have one more important task, which is to have children."

Song Yu fell silent.

How about exchanging one life for five lives?

They are all human lives, which cannot be compared by quantity, but sometimes only choices can be made.

"Quanxian has ears and eyes among ordinary people. We have talked for too long."

Li Shunping said suddenly.

Song Yu nodded: "Okay, you hold this to keep you safe, and it will disappear by itself when the Spring Immortal is over."

He took out a pair of chopsticks and handed them to Li Shunping.

Li Shunping was a little confused, looking at the chopsticks in his hand.

"This is not an ordinary chopstick, it is a magic weapon, which can prevent ordinary ghosts from approaching you." Song Yu explained.

Li Shunping hesitated, but finally accepted it.

"Are you going to find Quanxian?" He asked.

"Of course, I came to Liang'an Town just for this."

Song Yu got up and was about to leave the noodle shop.

Li Shunping's shocked voice came: "You didn't come to town by accident, but on purpose?"

Song Yu smiled, and said to him: "You can't leave the chopsticks, otherwise you may not be able to keep you. Of course, if everything goes well, the town will be safe when the chopsticks disappear."

After he finished speaking, he left. Li Shunping was stunned for a long time before solemnly putting away his chopsticks.

There was a ripple in his numb heart.

The young man's voice was calm, with a confidence that made him feel at ease.

Maybe it was possible for him?

What Li Shunping didn't know was that after Song Yu left, he didn't immediately look for the Quanxian he was talking about.

Song Yu moved forward calmly all the way, and finally let him see the destination he wanted to go.

He went into the courtyard and into the mayor's office.

"who are you?"

After confirming that there was someone inside, Song Yu opened the door and went in.

The other party is quite old, looking like fifty years old.

Song Yu said: "A cultivator passing by, I found that there seems to be something abnormal in your town. If there is a corresponding reward, I can solve it."

Hearing the word cultivator, the mayor's eyes lit up.

"Cultivator? Welcome, you really see the problems in our town?"

"It's just a little abnormal. If you want to solve it, you need to find out more. Can the mayor explain it in detail?" Song Yu said.

The mayor looked at Song Yu suspiciously.

"Can you prove that you are a cultivator first? I have received many liars."

"good."

Song Yu waved his hand casually, and the teacup on the mayor's table twirled, spinning endlessly in front of the two of them.

The mayor's eyes brightened.

"I don't know what to call Mr.?" He was a little excited.

Song Yu replied: "Summer, the summer of summer, the sky of summer."

"summer?"

The mayor thought for a while, and said, "It turned out to be Mr. Xia. In fact, this situation in our town has been going on for seven years..."

The mayor spoke eloquently for more than ten minutes before he finally explained the matter thoroughly.

Song Yu's expression didn't change much, and he listened quietly.

"Mr. Xia, that's it. If we don't enshrine a pair of boys and girls every week, many people will die. I have no choice but to do this. Outside practitioners are not willing to help. With my network, I can't find it." Great cultivator."

Song Yu nodded: "It sounds dangerous. It's normal for a cultivator not to want to go into troubled waters. I heard that the Special Affairs Bureau will solve these matters. Haven't you contacted the mayor?"

The mayor quickly smiled bitterly and said: "I have contacted many times, but they said that manpower is tight and there are supernatural events everywhere. We are still queuing up here, and it may take two months to send experts, but in two months, we A few more children are going to be sent in, hey..."

He sighed long, as if regretting the loss of his life.

"The Special Affairs Bureau of Zhaoyong City is indeed short of manpower. Recently, supernatural events have occurred frequently. If I hadn't passed by here for something, I wouldn't have discovered it."

Song Yu said.

The mayor smiled wryly again, "A few practitioners came, but they were all scared away when they heard about it. Mr. Xia, I'm willing to offer you five hundred thousand."

"500,000?" Song Yu stared at the mayor and repeated.

"Eight hundred thousand, Mr. Xia, our town's finances are tight, and I can't do anything more."

Song Yu nodded: "Okay, after I succeed, just put it in my card."

The mayor's face was full of excitement: "Okay, thank you Mr. Xia for your help."

Song Yu nodded: "The so-called Spring Immortal may be caused by ghosts. As practitioners of my generation, if we encounter it, we will definitely not let it continue to cause trouble."

"Mr. Dayi, I will immediately arrange a car to take Mr. to the spring."

The mayor was very excited, as if the bitter spring had been immortal for a long time.

Song Yu didn't delay, nodded and said, "Okay."

The two hit it off immediately, and Song Yu was quickly sent to the mountain next to the town by the arranged car.

The town was originally built in a river valley, with a small river four or five meters wide in the middle, two or three kilometers of flat land in the middle, and mountains on both sides.

The driver was a middle-aged man, and he stopped at the mountainside at the moment.

"Mr. Xia, I can only take you here, the car can't drive up."

Song Yu looked at the concrete road that had come to an end, and nodded: "Okay, you should leave quickly, it might be dangerous."

The driver left without looking back.

There was no one around, so Song Yu walked up slowly.

"Eighty percent of what Li Shunping and the mayor said is the same, only the things about going out and the Secret Affairs Bureau are different. Who is real?"

Song Yu murmured in his heart.

According to the mayor, the town is free to go out, and he clearly knows about the Special Affairs Bureau.

Li Shunping said that the town is not allowed to go out, and those who go out are dead, and the Special Affairs Bureau is just a rumor, and he doesn't know what's going on.

One of these two must be lying.

But no matter who it is, it is clear that there is a weird existence called Quanxian here, who wants to eat boys and girls to keep the rest of the town from being harmed.

that's enough.

As for who is real and who is fake, you only need to know after you get rid of this Immortal Quan.

What Song Yu didn't know was that after he went up the mountain, Li Shunping's noodle restaurant was surrounded by a group of people.

"I didn't say anything, what are you doing?"

Li Shunping shouted towards the crowd in a panic.

"Li Shunping, you are alone, so you are not going to make it easy for us, are you? He is an outsider, and we don't have to worship him for a week after he dies."

"Kick him out, he is also an outsider."

"If it weren't for outsiders, we wouldn't have so many children who could make offerings."

An old man appeared amidst a group of noisy voices.

He pushed through the crowd and walked out.

"Old mayor, this Li Shunping can't stay anymore." Someone said.

The old man raised his hand, and everyone fell silent instantly.

"Shunping, we also know what you have been doing these years, but you are now a part of our Liang'an Town, how can you do this?"

Li Shunping hesitated to speak, looking at the people filled with righteous indignation, his expression was slumped.

At this time, it is useless to say anything.

At this time, someone asked again: "Old mayor, does Quanxian have any instructions?"

The old mayor coughed, "I came here naturally because Quanxian knew about this and sent down the decree. Li Shunping colluded with outsiders and disturbed the peace of the village, so he was sent to Quanshan."

Li Shunping heard the words and looked at the old mayor.

He said angrily: "Where does Quanxian have any fairy decree? It just wants to eat people. The old mayor is your family. In order to make yourself live a chic life, you have colluded with Quanxian. Otherwise, why have you come here these years? None of your children were chosen?"

Everyone paused, and Qiqi looked at the old mayor.

These years, anyone who is not a fool can discover this rule, but the old mayor can get the decree of the Immortal Spring, how dare they offend, no one dares to say this in the open.

"Li Shunping, do you know why none of our families have any children selected?

"Because I dedicated myself to Quanxian, Quanxian needs a messenger in the world, and I am that messenger.

"I'm getting old, and after a hundred years, Quanxian will choose a new messenger, and at that time, each of you will have a chance.

"Quanxian will choose the most pious one of you. When the time comes, your family and friends will not be selected by Quanxian to worship."

After the old mayor finished speaking, the crowd suddenly became noisy again.

If given a choice, who would give his child to Quanxian?

"Now, send Li Shunping to Quanshan to complete the mission of Quanxian. Quanxian has been staring at us, so he will naturally know who is more pious among us, and the next Quanxian envoy will be him."

cried the old mayor.

Li Shunping didn't have the ability to resist at all, and was surrounded by everyone and held down in place.

Li Shunping shouted: "Let go of me, I will go by myself, even if I die, I will die standing up."

Disdain flashed in the old mayor's eyes, but his face was still extremely kind and bitter.

"Shunping, this is what Quanxian meant, not because we are cruel."

After finishing speaking, with a wave of his hand, everyone embraced Li Shunping and walked towards Quanshan.

Li Shunping didn't resist, and strode forward with a pair of chopsticks in his arms against his chest.

On the spring mountain, Song Yu finally found the spring they were talking about.

What flows from the spring is not clear water, but a pitch-black liquid. After more than ten meters, it returns to the appearance of clear water, which is very strange.

Just as Song Yu was looking at it, the spring suddenly started bubbling, and thousands of streams of water shot up into the sky, and then entangled towards Song Yu.

This black liquid is definitely not a good thing, approaching Song Yu, he smelled a stench, which made him sick to his stomach.

At this time, the whole Quanshan Mountain also set off gusts of sinister wind, which was completely different from the tranquility and peace of Liang'an Town under the mountain.

Those townspeople came over with Li Shunping in their arms, and it didn't take long to find out what happened in Quanshan.

"Sure enough, Quanxian is angry, hurry up and drive Li Shunping in."

Someone shouted hastily.

At this time, there were even crying ghosts in the dark wind, as if they wanted to break away from Quanshan and rush into the crowd.

Everyone was trembling with fear in their hearts, but they still pushed Li Shunping inside.

Li Shunping reached into his arms, held the chopsticks tightly, and walked in.

boom……

Li Shunping was like a ball of water thrown into a frying pan, making those black shadows floating in the cloudy wind on the spring mountain boil up.

They rushed towards Li Shunping crazily, howling with excitement.