Chapter 3095： Weird Fresh Soup

Without prompting the old man, the bearded man and others quickly gathered in front of the stone platform and picked up the skull bowls of those with the pudding.

Smell the smell of fragrance, the monks' faces were full of intoxicated expressions.

Their strength is limited, far from reaching the realm of gas and valley, they still need to devour food to supplement consumption.

Of course, the food of the monk should be more refined and advanced, and many times it will be refined into pill.

They walked along the way, although they occasionally brought in some food, but could not fill their stomachs at all.

As for the taste of the food, it's actually not mentioned.

At this moment, the fragrant food was placed in front of me, and the greedy insects in the stomach had already been hooked up, and I couldn't wait to drink it.

Holding the human skull bowl, put your head up and pour a bite, the smooth and fragrant liquid directly into the throat.

I just feel that the mouth is full of fragrance and the taste is unbelievable.

"Fragrant!"

"It's really delicious."

"When you are hungry, eating bran is as sweet as honey, and when you are full, eating honey is not sweet. Let me say, we are simply too hungry."

"No, the taste of this fresh soup is indeed superb, just don't know what to cook?"

A monk finished the thick soup, looked like the old man next to him, and said in an urgent tone: "Come, let's have another bowl!"

The old man did not speak, and the long spoon waved again, holding a spoonful of hot soup from Dading.

The monk quickly handed out the bone bowl, filled it with dangdang, and drank it beautifully again.

The same is true of the monk next to him, quickly licking the bottom of the bowl, and then passing the bowl over.

I am afraid that if I take a step slower, I will not be able to get fresh soup.

The diners next to them were all holding pots and bowls, secretly looking at the beard and others.

If you look closely, you will find that the smile in the corner of their eyes is faintly strange.

Beard itself is old gluttony, plus hungry all the way, it has long been uncomfortable.

After smelling the aroma of the food, he didn't feel the other things at all, and just wanted to fill his stomach as soon as possible.

It is strange that even after drinking a few bowls of fresh soup, he still felt hungry.

There is also a feeling that hunger becomes more and more serious.

Because of the doubled hunger, the monks didn't have the mood to care about the others, but wanted to drink soup.

"Give me a bowl."

"Old man, hurry up and have another bowl!"

"Don't grab anyone with me, the rest of the fresh soup is simply not enough for me to drink alone!"

"Smelly shameless, you have the ability to fill the two holes together!"

The monks scolded and scolded, before they could take away the fresh soup, as if cutting their own meat.

The beard frowned, feeling that the situation was abnormal, and the lost reason slowly returned.

"What's going on, how can I become like this?"

After the sober bearded man, he realized how abnormal his behavior was, and he would be overwhelmed by a soup!

There was a slight gaze in his eyes, and this soup might be a problem.

Bearded didn't say anything, but looked around quietly, wanting to see what was going on.

Then he saw that the diners who had been around for soup now had stopped eating.

Looking at the fresh soup in their bowls, it seems that they are not the same, they are not the same thing at all.

The key is that their expressions are really weird, with an unspeakable feeling.

"There is definitely something wrong with this soup!"

Bearded thought of this, he was more and more surprised, and subconsciously looked for Tang Zhen.

Then he saw that Tang Zhen was sitting on the stone beside him, looking at himself with a smile.

Tang Zhen did not take a sip of the fresh soup that his companions were fighting for, but threw it on the stone beside him.

It is strange that although Tang Zhen was sitting there, the diners around seemed to be unable to see him at all.

Bearded has been able to determine that there is indeed a problem with this pot of fresh soup, but why did Tang Zhen not remind himself?

Perhaps the situation in front of me was not too dangerous, so Tang Zhen did not take the initiative to prompt?

There is also a problem. I obviously rely too much on Tang Zhen, thus losing the ability to think and find danger.

If this is the case, what if Tang Zhen is not in the team?

Bearded rethinks and confirms that there is a problem with his condition, he must get rid of this dependence as soon as possible.

While thinking in my heart, he heard his companion calling the old man Sheng Tang again, looking impatient.

Up to now, the monks have drunk some amount of soup, and each belly is round like a ball.

The clothes had long been stretched out and protruded fiercely toward the front.

Even if the digestion ability is strong, it is impossible to digest so much soup in a short time.

This state is very dangerous, if you continue to drink it, I am afraid that you will be struck to death.

But even so, the monks were still unaware and waved big bowls to get soup.

"Don't drink any more, otherwise it's a big deal!"

Thinking of this, Bearded immediately jumped out, trying to stop his companion.

They are unaware of the danger and only have to be awake, so they must bear this responsibility.

"Can't drink anymore, just get away, no one is allowed to drink anymore!"

Blocked in front of his companion, the beard roared sharply.

He yelled in this voice, and immediately quieted down.

Not only did the roar stun the companions, but the surrounding diners and the vendors beside them all looked at the beard.

In the eyes of these people, with an indescribably weird gloom, it was as if he was going to eat him.

The bearded man shivered, but he dared to see his companion. He knew he couldn't flinch at this moment.

The companions are out of control, and the only one who can save them is himself. He is now the hope of the team.

The companions stared at him blankly, and then their expressions became grim.

"Asshole, what do you want to do?"

"Fat beard, if it's a brother, don't delay me to drink soup!"

"Don't bother him, just pour soup for me!"

For the obstruction of the fat beard, not only did the companions not wake up, but they became angry one by one.

They stared at the blood-red eyes and stared at the beard fiercely, wishing to tear him to pieces.

The companion's strange and brutal eyes startled the beard, but more and more confirmed the conjecture.

This eccentric fresh soup has completely comatose the minds of their companions, making them irrational.

The more this is, the less you can let your companions drink again, otherwise even the gods can't save them.

Thinking about this, the bearded man immediately clenched his teeth and raised his hand to knock the skull bowl of the companion in his hand.

When the companion waiting for the soup saw it, he was so angry that he had to reach out and hit his beard.

"You are all idiots, and you are stunned by this fresh soup. Why don't you ask me what makes this soup?"

The companion, who glared at the beating, froze a little, and looked at each other.

They suddenly realized that this thing was indeed very abnormal.

Why do I get out of control as soon as I smell the fresh soup, and then drink it endlessly?

If you shake your body a bit, it will make a "booming" sound like a water tank.

"What is this soup...?"

The companion blinked and asked the bearded man.

Suddenly disturbed by the beard, the monks gradually regained their senses, and a high degree of vigilance was activated again.

"Don't ask me, you have to ask him!"

The bearded man turned his head and pointed at the soup old man, and said in a cold voice.

A group of monks heard the words and immediately turned to look at the old man Tang Sheng, his eyes became a little dangerous.

"Old guy, please tell me quickly, what is this soup made from?"

An angry group of monks asked loudly at the old man.

The old man who always bent over and bowed his head did not fear the reprimands of the monks, but just said in a cold voice: "Why don't you go and see for yourself?"

"Okay, then I will see for myself."

While talking, he walked to the old man's side and grabbed a long spoon to grab a big fish in Dading.

I saw the soup boiling over, and the cooking things in Dading appeared in front of everyone.

It was a corpse of a human race, boiled with flesh and blood, exuding a strange aroma.