I'm a chef in Infinity Thriller

Across the huge demon-slaying platform, Qiu Li saw Mo Zigui's sad and angry face, and Hui Yuan on the side grabbed his arm. This black dragon was probably the brother's relative.

Qiu Li's eyes were sore.

The national teacher has already shouted the next word: "Cut!"

The dragon-slaying platform was opened, blood and flesh flew on the stage, and the giant dragon whimpered in pain. Qiu Li saw Mo Zigui being held tightly by Hui Yuan, took him away from here, and walked towards the pier.

After the death of the giant dragon, countless aquariums were brought to the Demon Slaying Platform, blood flowed across the scene, and flowed into the river channel of Longkou Town along the waterway. The people sitting on the boat looked at the distinct yellow lines on the river in surprise. Red and two colors, red is still spreading.

Seeing that everyone was immersed in this chilling atmosphere, Qiuli turned around quietly, got off the stands, and ran towards the pier.

At the moment on the pier, everyone cheered, this is the carnival of the human race, and also the mourning song of the water race.

Mo Zigui, who had already been taken away from the Demon Slaying Stage by Huiyuan, only felt that he was a chaotic person. In this huge world, he would be the only one in the whole family from now on.

He was dragged by his master Huiyuan to the pier, and hearing the cheers of the crowd, his tears finally fell.

A fishing boat leaned against the shore, and a young Taoist came down. He sighed and said, "Let's go."

The fishing boat sailed away from the river bank. Qiuli had just arrived and was about to shout, when suddenly there was a huge change in the water.

The bottom of the water was churning, a huge tortoise emerged from the water, stuck out its long neck, and knocked over the passing boats one by one. The blood-red water on the river bank was like a funeral song. Countless people cried and shouted. On the huge shell of the tortoise, it is difficult to shake it.

Qiuli smelled a strong smell of blood and a touch of ambergris in her nose.

The tortoise succeeded in one blow and quickly sank to the bottom of the water.

Senior brother and their boat, not too far away from the river bank, were wobbly and fortunately not affected by this.

An official ship capsized in the waters, and a girl cried out hoarsely: "Mother! Mother!" The girl was sitting on a wooden basin, surrounded by blood-red river water, and broken ship boards everywhere.

A young woman, dressed gorgeously, was lying on her back not far from the girl, with one hand stretched out in the direction of the tub, her head was smeared with blood, she was dead.

The wooden basin wobbled, was hit by the ship plank next to it, and began to fall slowly.

Huiyuan stepped on the plank, walking in the water as if walking on the shore, jumping all the way to the girl's side, bent over and hugged the girl into his arms.

Qiuli on the shore stared blankly at the dead woman in the water, at the girl's familiar face.

That was me when I was nine years old, that dead woman was my mother in this world...

A long time ago, Qiuli once heard a debate. If a person goes back to the past with a time machine, there will be two of him in this world. If two of him meet, what will happen?
Qiuli looked down at her body that was fading. She was being rejected and erased by the world...

She disappeared slowly, on this bloody, sad, angry, noisy pier.

Standing on the demon-slaying platform, the national teacher seemed to feel something. He glanced at the pier, and the soldiers had already rushed over. Countless people came to rescue one after another after they woke up.
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After an unknown amount of time, Qiuli woke up with a headache, and found herself lying on the cold ground. Looking up, she saw a narrow sky, with tiny raindrops falling, and she saw creeping vines on the wall.

She touched her head, which was still in pain, and sat up.

There was a familiar feeling in this alley. When the headache subsided, she was about to stand up when an old woman came out from the corner of the alley with a cane in her hand.

Seeing Qiuli, she froze for a moment, walked forward a few steps on crutches, and asked with concern:

"Little boy, what's the matter with you?"

Qiuli panicked, and got up with her hands on the ground, "I fell down, let's go."

"Would you like to rest at the old lady's house? You seem to be sick?" The old lady stepped forward.

Qiuli patted the water stains and dirt on the clothes, and quickly took a few steps back, "It's really not necessary, there are still things at home, old man, I'll go first."

Qiuli turned around and walked a few steps quickly, then looked back at the old woman, but she didn't chase after her, so she breathed a sigh of relief.

This is Fengkou Town, and this old lady is the one who invited her to see flowers that day. Everything started from that day and became different.

She looked at the familiar scenery around her. This is three years later?
So what is the date now?She took out the bronze mirror and took a look at her face. Her complexion was pale, and she really seemed to be sick.

She cut her hair, walked out from the alley, and came to the street. The door of the blacksmith's shop was still open.

She walked over slowly, her heart was beating violently, just poking her head out, she saw her senior exclaiming, "Little Li, why do you look so bad!"

As soon as the words fell, Huiyuan, the master who was drawing symbols inside, also ran out.

Qiuli looked at the master and brother who were safe and sound, and finally within reach, looked left and right, and burst into tears with a "wow".

Huiyuan stepped forward and hugged Qiuli, "What's the matter, have you been bullied? Tell Master, see if I don't beat him to death!"

Mo Zigui at the side stretched out his hand in the air, no matter how he put it, it didn't fit well, and finally landed on Qiuli's ponytail, "Brother, go beat him too!"

The blacksmith stood in the yard, rubbed his rough hands, and felt that it was inappropriate for him to stand here, so he turned and went into the back room.

Sun Zixiao went out to buy a knife of yellow paper and a box of cinnabar and was walking back when she saw Qiu Li crying miserably in front of the blacksmith's shop, she was shocked and ran over quickly.

"Who dares to touch my Sun family's guests!" Sun Zixiao shouted angrily, opening his eyes with heavy dark circles.

Qiuli couldn't help but give a "pop" smile.

The three people in front of her looked at each other, Qiuli suddenly felt a little embarrassed, wiped away her tears, and said in a low voice, "I just fell down, it's okay."

Mozi lowered his head and glanced at her knee, "Did your leg hurt from the fall?"

Qiuli shook her head, she suddenly took a step forward and hugged Mo Zigui's arm, "Brother, you, me and master, we are all your relatives!"

Mo Zigui was stunned for a moment, a gleam of red suddenly appeared in the corner of his eyes, and there was a faint flash of water.

Sun Zixiao looked left and right, and with that thing in hand, he "slid into the room".

Huiyuan took Mozigui and Qiuli's hands one by one, "They are still like children, let's go, Xiaoli, I drew a very powerful talisman for your black knife."

"Yes, stronger than my sword." Mo Zigui said with a smirk.

"Old iron man, come out and light the stove with charcoal." Hui Yuan raised his voice, and the old iron man in the inner room came out in response.

"Here we come." He smiled wrinkled his face, brought out a basket of charcoal, and squatted by the stove to start working.

Qiuli suddenly remembered that three years ago, she obediently gave him a bag of money, so she had better find a chance to return it to him.

Huiyuan strode into the back room, and came out after a while, holding a written talisman paper in his hand.

It was also the first time for Qiuli to see him making rune weapons, and she was very curious.

Sun Zixiao was kicked out, this is the secret book of the master's school, so of course outsiders can't be peeped, when the fire arose, the old iron head was also kicked out, and he didn't come back until two days later.

The yard door squeaked shut.

Huiyuan held the talisman paper and talked to Qiuli and Mo Zigui about the drawing method, function, and how to integrate the talisman with weapons...

In the yard of the blacksmith's shop in the afternoon, the sound of blacksmithing was finally heard. Qiuli's strength was unbelievably strong, and she was left to swing the hammer.

The three were chatting, laughing and making trouble, Qiu Li stretched out her sleeves to wipe the sweat off her forehead, turned her head to look at them, the corners of her mouth raised, and she only hoped that this scene would last forever.

Happy weekend~~