I'm a chef in Infinity Thriller

She quickened her pace, and as soon as she stepped into the hall, the touch under her feet changed.

Under her feet were countless lines outlined with cinnabar, which glowed blood-red under the light. Qiuli paused, and the lines formed countless characters. She didn't recognize them, but she probably knew that they were Sanskrit.

As Qiuli approached, the light from the lantern in her hand elongated the shadows of the seven monks.Qiuli heard the sound of more rapid water flow.

She made a lot of noise, but none of the seven monks looked back at her.

With her heart in her throat, she slowly circled in front of them.

Before they got close, the oil lamps around them began to flicker, and then one lamp went out, and the other two lamps went out... In a moment, all the oil lamps around them went out, leaving only the wind lamp in Qiuli's hand in the huge cave Still glowing.

Qiuli suppressed the urge to run away and held the light closer.

Sitting on the outermost side is Master Zhiguang. Qiuli's wind lamp clearly illuminates his face. Two lines of blood and tears are slowly dripping down the corners of his eyes and across the nasolabial folds at both ends of his nose. Qiuli Suppress the horror in my heart.

He called out: "Master Zhiguang!"

The sound echoed in the empty cave, Zhiguang remained motionless, blood and tears had already dripped onto his monk robe, soaking in circles of blood stains.

Qiuli stretched out a finger and put it slowly on the end of his nose. He was no longer breathing.

The other monks beside him looked just like him.

Qiuli took a few steps back, the sound of water flowing seemed to be coming from the ground, and in the dark depths they were facing, two lights suddenly lit up.

Qiuli looked back suddenly, and the lights were as huge as mountains. Between the two mountains, there was a vertical pattern. The game panel, which hadn't been moved for a long time, suddenly sounded an alarm.

"drop"

[Touching the blessing of the witch is avoiding risks. 】

Qiuli's figure swayed.

[Evasion...] Zi~ The game panel fell silent.

Her body was hidden in the darkness, and the wind lamp fell to the ground, rolled, rolled into the depths of the darkness, and gradually went out.
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I don't know how long it took, Qiuli only felt a tingling pain in her brain, and a strange memory flooded into her mind. When she finally regained consciousness, she found her body was shaking slightly. She opened her eyes, and she was lying on the back of a person. superior.

It was dark all around, and they were walking on a mountain road, with an oil lamp in the hand of a young man.

She first saw her hand hanging on the man's chest, the palm was small and the wrist was slender.

The young man walking in front seemed to have noticed something. He turned around and met Qiuli's gaze.

"Xiaoli, you're awake!" The young man's voice was full of joy.

The person carrying her turned his face slightly, revealing a messy beard on one side, "Are you still dizzy? You close your eyes, there is the Jianshan Temple in front of you, let's go in and take a rest, and leave tomorrow morning."

Qiuli heard her clear voice, "Yes, Master Huiyuan."

Huiyuan heard behind her, Qiuli's breathing gradually stabilized, a big stone in her heart was put down, and her steps were involuntarily brisk.

On the mountain road, insects kept chirping, and weeds grew overgrown on both sides. Senior brother Mo Zigui was walking in front, holding an oil lamp in one hand and a long sword in the other, and a bamboo shoulder strap full of things on his back.

After passing a hill, I could vaguely see a corner of the eaves halfway up the hill.

"Almost there!" Mo Zigui quickened his pace a little.

Qiuli lay on the broad shoulders of her master Huiyuan, and closed her eyes again with the bumpy walk.

Waking up again, she found herself lying on a thick layer of straw, a fire was burning on the ground, and the firewood in the fire made a "cracking" sound. She glanced around, this is a small wooden structure temple.

Huiyuan was sitting not far from the door with a stoneware bowl in his hand, Qiuli could smell the aroma of rice porridge, and Mozigui on the other side was serving porridge from a stoneware pot with a wooden spoon.

She supported herself and sat up, her mind, which was still a little drowsy, was fully awake.

She was in a trance for a while, and the two memories in her mind were so vivid and real.

Is she Qiuli from Dasheng Kingdom, or the cook Qiuli in the game copy?
The game interface in his mind had stopped functioning, but the "carrying food box" was still clearly visible, Qiuli breathed a sigh of relief, with these, there was a high probability that he was still the real chef Qiuli.

This is Dasheng Kingdom, which is roughly equivalent to the late Tang Dynasty of the main star. In this era, demons and ghosts fought with humans all the year round, and Master Huiyuan was the so-called mage among humans.

"Little pear, wake up, let's have a bowl of porridge." Mo Zigui looked handsome, a boy of 14 or 5 years old, his body hadn't grown yet, but his demeanor was calm.

Seeing her open her eyes, the black eyes were looking around, but I was happy. The lively and active junior sister didn't seem to be seriously injured.

Qiuli touched her messy hair, took out a bronze mirror from her arms, looked at herself, reached out to untie the ribbon hanging from the back of the messy hair, and while combing it again, she replied to her brother, "Okay, wait a minute, I do it yourself."

Mo Zigui had already passed the porridge bowl in his hand and placed it at her feet.

Qiuli looked at herself in the bronze mirror. Her appearance was between that of a child and a girl. At the age of 12, she had slender eyebrows, bright eyes, and a straight nose. She had not yet grown up and she already had the same appearance as Qiuli when she grew up. Seven points are similar, and they are all a little more heroic than ordinary women.

A bloody cut on his forehead had scabbed over, which was caused by Xie Chong in the previous village.

With her hair combed and tied into a high ponytail, she looked more like a handsome young man.

The mountain temple is very small. Master Huiyuan put down the porridge bowl and listened to the brothers and sisters talking with a smile without interrupting. There was a long knife under his feet with the blade facing the direction of the temple gate.

Qiuli imitated the way the master had just done, and also sipped rice porridge, with food in her belly, she felt much more at ease.

After finishing the porridge, she touched her pocket. Inside were some gadgets collected by girls, and there were several spells drawn by her master.

She touched the wound on her forehead and glanced at Master Cheap, "Master, I want to practice knife skills with you tomorrow."

Before Hui Yuan could reply, Mo Zigui was surprised and said, "Xiao Li, you have changed your nature, and you said before that you don't want to learn swords, it's too rude."

Qiuli gave him a blank look, "What do you know? How cool is the sword technique, like the embroidered sword technique you learned. If the monster sees you, they will marry you and go back to be Mrs. Yazhai."

As soon as the words came out of her mouth, Qiuli was startled, her mouth was really damaged.

Mozigui snorted, probably feeling that he couldn't beat Qiuli, grabbed his scabbard with one hand, and turned his head to ignore her.

"If you want to learn, master will teach you, Xiaoli, are you scared today?" Hui Yuan brushed aside his messy bangs, and looked at the wound on the apprentice's forehead with some distress.

"It's a little bit, if I'm good at it, the master won't let the monster go away just to save me."

Huiyuan laughed "hahaha" when he heard the words, the apprentice finally got the hang of it.

He was about to speak when his face suddenly changed. He picked up the knife under his feet with one hand, stood up, and strode to the door with the knife in his hand.

Only then did Qiu Li and Mo Zigui hear a man's cry for help from outside the temple gate.

Not long after, hurried footsteps were heard, as if the person calling for help was running towards the mountain temple.

Mo Zigui took up his sword and stood in front of Qiuli.

Qiuli put down the bowl, thought for a while, and took out the "ancestral kitchen knife".

With the sound of footsteps, the door was suddenly pushed open. A scholar with disheveled hair, wearing a long skirt and carrying a book basket behind his back rushed in. When he saw the three people standing in the firelight, he backed up a few steps in fright. , sat down on the ground.

He said in horror, "You guys, are you human or ghost!?"

There is more later, I will change it when I wake up, I am really sleepy...