"Senior brother, be careful." Mu Changfeng immediately pressed Zhou Nianping, looked in the direction of the kitchen, and lowered his voice: "Looking at the appearance of my senior sister, I don't know how to crack the deformation technique. Once I kill the old man, what should I do if Senior Brother Fang cannot restore his human form?"

Zhou Nianping immediately lowered his voice and asked Fang Zhiqiang: "Is there no way to crack it?"

Fang Zhiliang shook his head and said, "The person who tied the bell must be untied."

When Zhou Nianping heard this, he had to endure the great anger. He snorted and stopped talking.

After half an hour, the white-headed man brought a large bowl of steaming gourd bitter melon soup and gently placed it on the wooden table.

Zhou Nianping pretended to be guilty and smiled, "I'm so embarrassed. Just now, I showed me a move to punch and kick my junior brother, and accidentally kicked a leg on the chair."

Although the white-headed man was old, he had a clear ear and eyes. He listened clearly to the conversation between the two in the kitchen. He immediately smiled kindly, covering up his strong murderous aura, "It's okay, it's okay, it's just a broken wooden chair, it's nothing great."

Back in the kitchen, he brought a tray woven bamboo strips. The tray contained the chopped green onion oil cakes that had just been out of the pot, and the bowls, spoons and chopsticks. The white-headed man smiled and personally served a bowl of soup for Mu Changfeng and Zhou Nianping, saying, "I have let you wait for a long time, so I will definitely be hungry. Eat quickly."

Mu Changfeng thought of the famous dragon and tiger dish, which was disgusting and difficult to swallow.

Zhou Nianping was so hungry that he drank half a bowl of soup in one sip, but he felt extremely bitter and tasted like coptis chinensis. He said, "Things that remove fire are bitter. Just just put it in a moment. Who made me a situation where the tiger falls into Pingyang and is bullied by a dog?"

Mu Changfeng kicked him secretly, and Zhou Nianping looked unconscious and was focused on drinking soup and eating cakes.

The white-headed man seemed to not realize that Zhou Nianping was cursing, and laughed loudly, without changing his kindness.

Mu Changfeng picked up the scallion oil pancake, looked at the dense green onion whites, and saw a snake in his mind that was cut into pieces by Zhou Nianping, and his stomach was churned for a while. He hesitated for a moment and put the scallion oil pancake down.

He picked up the soup bowl and looked at it. Zhou Nianping looked like he was eating snake soup with relish. His stomach was churning even more violently, and he put down the soup bowl again.

The white-headed man couldn't help but be surprised and forced himself to smile and said, "Why don't the child eat it? Do you dislike the food I cooked is untasty?"

"Hmm?" Mu Changfeng quickly captured the surprise that flashed across his face, and couldn't help but feel suspicious. He secretly stepped on Zhou Nianping's feet and said, "Don't misunderstand me, I've been thinking about cats and snakes, and I really have no appetite."

The white-headed man breathed a sigh of relief and said, "How can you not eat? You are so hungry that you don't eat for a meal. Don't think about cats and snakes anymore. Eat quickly. I have a good cooking skills."

Mu Changfeng once again captured the feeling of relief that flashed across his face, and couldn't help but suspect that the food was poisoned.

Zhou Nianping also became suspicious. He put a mouthful of soup in his mouth, carefully identified the taste, immediately spit out the soup, threw it into his mouth a detoxification pill, and then kicked it over the wooden table.

The white-headed man looked angry, "What are you doing? I treat you kindly. If you don't have any delicious food, you can stop eating it. Why are you crazy?"

Zhou Nianping suppressed his anger for a long time. How could he continue to endure it at this moment? He grabbed the white-headed man's collar and said angrily: "You obviously want to poison us."

"Has I poisoned?" The white-headed man suddenly laughed, "Arsenic or a crane's head red? You stinky brat, why are you stinky and stinky? "

Zhou Nianping said: "I am very disrespectful. I am not aware of Mount Tai. The seniors are very skilled in poisoning. I don't know that you are a robber and meet the thief grandfather..."

Mu Changfeng coughed lightly and laughed in silence.

Zhou Nianping realized that he had scolded him too. He looked at Mu Changfeng and smiled, "There is no arsenic in the soup, and there is no crane red. The poisonous thing in it is Huanglian. If you cover it up with the smell of bitter gourd, I almost suffered a great loss."

The white-headed man exclaimed that he was wronged, "How could I know it was Huanglianhu? I clearly used sweet gourds."

"You are lying." Zhou Nianping tried hard on his hand, and the white-headed man almost couldn't come up in one breath.

"I... cough cough, it's unfair. I used sweet gourds. I didn't, I didn't poison it on purpose. Would you be wronged and die?"

Zhou Nianping laughed strangely, and glanced inadvertently, and saw the messy area on the ground, two octagonal-shaped objects in the soup all over the ground were particularly eye-catching.

"Changfeng, pick up the two flowers-like things and give me a good look."

Mu Changfeng picked up the chopsticks, picked up two "star anises" and handed them to Zhou Nianping.

"Two Xinghuizi, which is almost exactly the same as the star anise, are so cruel that they are afraid that they will not kill us." After seeing the things in front of us, Zhou Nianping's eyes were already so bitter that he was thinking of Fang Zhao that he did not beat the white-headed man to death with one palm.

Mu Changfeng was shocked. He admired Zhou Nianping for his knowledge and the means of poisoning the white-headed man.

Use Huanglian gourd instead of sweet gourds to soup, use bitter gourd to cover up its taste, and use Xingqianzi to replace star anise with fake and real ones, which is absolutely impossible for ordinary people to see through.

If things change and people see through, Baitou Weng has an excuse to excuse himself, mistakenly regard Huanglianhu as a sweet gourd, and Xinghuizi as an star anise. As long as he insists that he is a mistake, things will have room for improvement and have the opportunity to save his life.
Chapter completed!