Hell Chef: My ingredients are weird

The gray-clothed monk with white beard and white eyebrows, with a compassionate face, was walking slowly.

Everyone was puzzled, but Song Yu was very calm, "What's the matter, master? I'm not open at night."

The old monk was quite polite, clasped his palms together and said the Buddha's name, and then said solemnly: "Benefactor Song, the poor monk came here not to buy anything, but to say a few words to you."

"Just a few words?"

Song Yu was surprised, this monk's breath was as deep as the sea, at least he was at the level of Jian Xunxian, yet he came to say such words to himself.

The monk nodded slightly, "Song Benefactor, I have heard about the magic of Song Ji's store for a long time. When I saw it for the first time today, I realized that the rumors are true. Song Benefactor is indeed among the dragons and phoenixes, and he has the potential to lurk in the abyss."

Song Yu didn't quite believe it, and asked, "Master can read faces?"

"No, but the poor monk's cultivation of Tianyan is not bad, and he can see some things."

The old monk was nagging, which made Song Yu a little depressed.

What he is most afraid of is meeting someone who plays metaphysics.

If it was an ordinary world, if someone told himself that, he would definitely be labeled a liar.

But this old monk has a solid body of cultivation, and when he said this, he didn't believe it, and he didn't believe it.

Song Yu suddenly thought of something, smiled and said: "Master, I don't know what my future holds, but I only believe in one sentence."

The monk asked, "Which sentence?"

"My fate is up to me." Song Yu said loudly.

The monk is silent...

Everyone was silent.

Silence is tonight's Chef's Lane.

Kitchen God Alley is the name given to this nameless alley by some good practitioners.

But now at the entrance of the alley, there is really a signboard with the words "Kitchen God Alley".

This is done in summer.

The old monk was silent for a long time before he said leisurely: "It seems that Song Benefactor has the heart of a strong man."

"It's okay, I only believe in myself, if the master just wants to say this, then we don't need to say anything more."

The old monk's expression finally changed. He seemed very puzzled. Why is there such a big difference between Song Yu and other practitioners he has seen?

"The poor monk knows nothing, but he is one of the Buddhas of the One Zen Heaven. There is one more thing to do on this trip."

Song Yu smiled: "Just say it."

"A request."

As he spoke, the monk waved his hand and set up a barrier, so that other people would no longer see the two of them, nor could they hear their voices.

Song Yu didn't care about his actions, and asked, "What request? I'm afraid we don't know each other?"

Tong Wu let out a long sigh and said, "Two days ago, I entered the Tongzhou Ghost Realm together with three Taoist masters, two Confucian masters, and two other Buddhist disciples. Fierce block the way, not too deep at all.

"In the end, only the poor monk and two other top level masters escaped, and the rest of them all fell into the ghost realm."

Song Yu frowned: "You don't want me to help you, do you?"

Tong Wu shook his head: "That's not true, the poor monk is here to ask you to save someone."

Song Yu was even more puzzled: "Injured by Huangquan? Don't you Buddhists know how to treat this kind of injury better than me?"

"The person whom the poor monk asked the Song benefactor to save is the spiritually aware Buddha son of Qianyuan Temple."

Song Yu was taken aback.

Wisdom Buddha...

This monk was the first nagging monk I met.

Couldn't it be taught by this old monk?

"Master, what is your relationship?"

"The poor monk and the presiding officer of Tong Liao practiced together in Yichan Tian a hundred years ago. Even if they only care about the feelings of fellow practitioners, the spiritual knowledge is the nephew of the poor monk, and the poor monk needs to go this way, not to mention that the spiritual knowledge of the Buddha is related to the future of Buddhism. "

Song Yu raised his hand: "Let me think about it, I really don't want to get involved in the karmic future of your Buddhism."

Tong Wu looked at Song Yu in thought and didn't bother him.

A minute later, Song Yu asked, "What's wrong with Lingzhi Buddha?"

"He has never been in the ghost realm, but suddenly he has an evil spirit, with the appearance of an evil Buddha floating in his body. Even if we six arhats perform actions at the same time, we can only suppress it temporarily, but cannot get rid of the evil spirit in him.

"He is a disciple of the Buddha. Such an accident should not have happened, but who knows that it did happen. The poor monk and others can only temporarily seal him with the six-dust sealing magic circle, so as to prevent the evil energy in his body from turning against the host."

As Song Yu listened, he suddenly thought of Li Yan, who also had an evil aura in her body.

He said: "Is it possible that this evil energy has been hidden in his body for a long time, or even possessed by himself, and it just broke out now?"

Tong Wu's face froze for a moment, and then it was like petrification.

After a while, he slowly said, "Impossible."

"Why is it impossible? You see that you hesitated just now, and you are not sure."

Without a word, he could only slowly close his eyes, as if he was considering whether what Song Yu said was true.

When Tong Wu's heart of Buddha was running wildly, Song Yu spoke again.

"By the way, the appearance of the evil Buddha you are talking about is the Taoist evil Buddha?"

"It's not..." Tong Wu answered very simply this time.

"Who is that?"

"It is an evil Buddha with a pitch-black Buddha light wheel behind its head, covered by thousands of black lotuses, only six eyes can be seen, and other shapes are indistinct."

Song Yu gasped.

This world seems to be a little different from what I thought before.

He pinched his chin and began to search in his mind what this kind of evil Buddha might be.

But as the minutes passed, he gave up.

"I don't have time, I still have to open the door. Since knowing the Buddha is very important to the Buddhist sect, at the critical moment, there must be someone strong in your Buddhist sect who can solve this problem."

Two evil Buddhas have appeared, so I better not provoke them, otherwise I will have to hang around in the shop and not be able to go out.

He shook his head repeatedly.

"Song Benefactor, it is precisely because there are strong people in Buddhism that I was able to find this place."

"What's the meaning?"

"Song Benefactor's body is nothingness, like a person from outside the sky. It was the Buddhist seniors who pointed out that the poor monk came all the way to the north to find Song Benefactor."

Song Yu was surprised: "There are such capable people in your Buddhism?"

"There is a senior who gave up his cultivation to get this answer."

Tong Wu didn't hide the slightest bit, and said whatever he had to say, which made Song Yu a little uncomfortable.

Song Yu was still hesitating.

Tong Wu said: "The poor monk knows that the benefactor of the Song Dynasty likes to collect strange things. There is a Buddha eye left by a bodhisattva in the Qianyuan Temple. The poor monk can give it to the benefactor of the Song Dynasty."

Buddha?

This is a strong man in the Buddhist sect, what is the use of his Buddha eyes?

But at least it is a heaven-level wonder, at least a gold-level ingredient.

Song Yu touched the kitchen knife on his waist.

"I don't know the specific situation of the spiritually aware Buddha, and I can't guarantee it, but I can help you take a look."

"Thank you, Lord Song, the Buddhist sect will surely remember the great kindness of the Lord."

Song Yu suddenly remembered something, and quickly asked, "By the way, when did Lingzhi start to have evil spirits?"

"Beginning in the early morning of this morning, at noon it was completely caught up in the competition between the Buddha and the evil."

Song Yu's heart skipped a beat.

It's broken, it's exactly the same time as Guihuang Tianshe said Li Yan's attack.

Gan...

Promise early.