Records of Beating Workers Forced to Save the World

Chapter 70

This monkey is definitely a retired chef from a five-star hotel. The eight dishes on the table are not only delicious, but also exquisitely presented. Radish Dragon.

Ji Mingzhao hadn't eaten a normal meal for a long time, this meal brought tears to Ji Mingzhao's eyes, looking at the gray monkey with an apron in front of him, he felt that the monkey's eyes were beautiful.

Not only Ji Mingzhao, but the people here have also suffered from the beatings of life. At this time, they are like starving people who have been starving for months. They wish they could stuff this wooden table into their mouths. The meals in China are disappearing at a speed that ordinary people cannot match.

Soon, the food on this table will see the bottom.

Seeing that the table was completely gone, the monkey stood up from the stool, got up from the table like a loving mother, brought some dishes from the kitchen and put them on the table: "Woo!" Eat.

Ji Mingzhao was also half full, and at this moment he finally had the leisure to observe the monkey.

For some reason, Ji Mingzhao looked at this monkey very familiarly, always felt that this monkey was one of the eighteen monkeys before, but the expressions of those monkeys before were too ferocious, but this one in front of him looked calm and innocent. Gentle, I don't know if it is one of the few before.

After this round of meals, these unlucky starved ghosts reincarnated finally felt a little full. After putting down their chopsticks, they all looked at the monkey sitting in the main seat in unison.

The gray monkey in the apron looked around at the people present, then stood up first, and went straight out of the wooden house.

Ji Mingzhao and Xue Wen looked at each other, followed the monkey's footsteps, and walked out of the wooden house.

"Where's the monkey?"

The people and the monkey just walked through the door with their front and rear feet, even Xue Wen's front foot could faintly touch the monkey's heel, but even at such a short distance, the monkey still disappeared.

"Forget about the monkeys."

At this time, a five-meter-high stone tablet appeared in the yard in front of the wooden house. The stone tablet was long and thin, and there were a few large characters written in it: One person can take one thing.

Ji Mingzhao raised his head and looked at the towering stone tablet: "One person and one thing? Xu Guangbai and Agu are not human, so why can't they take it?"

The stele obviously stayed in the pagoda for too long without any knowledge, and didn't know that the society is sinister, and there are wild, wild, natural bulls like Ji Mingzhao everywhere, so the upright stele flashed white light. , The words on the stone tablet changed to: one ghost and one thing, one monster and one thing, three people, one person and one thing.

This time the writing is much more rigorous, and Ji Mingzhao and his like will never be given a chance to open their mouths.

Looking at the writing on the stele, Ji Mingzhao slowly shrugged: "It's quite rigorous."

The one who was most surprised to see this passage was King Fu. He really didn't expect Venerable Xuantian to prepare something for him. Even though the wooden house is extremely simple, the things in it are not as good as a brick on the floor of his house. Stone is valuable, and he is still moved.

God, after all, has not forgotten him, maybe he still has a chance, and maybe he still has a chance to become the messenger of God again.

Just when Fu Wang was standing in front of the stone tablet and bursting into tears, Ji Mingzhao and her friends walked around the stone tablet and entered the wooden house again.

This wooden house built by God is actually not too small. It consists of three rooms. The middle is the place where the few of them ate just now. It is regarded as a bedroom. The one on the left is seen from the door, where pots and pans are placed. Waiting for all kinds of cooking utensils, the one on the right is like a study room. Looking from the door, several bookshelves stand tall.

"Let's go into the study?" Xue Wen thought that if there was any chance, it would be in the study.

"Not busy." Ji Mingzhao untied the bag containing the sage from behind, grabbed the sage in his hand, and poked the sage forward, "Let's see what the grass says."

At that time, Cao...why did he believe this woman's nonsense and obeyed her...

Thinking of this, Ji Mingzhao grasped the whole plant of Fenlingcao in his hand, which was a little dim at this moment, but still stretched out two leaves with all his heart, one pointing to the bedroom and the other pointing to the study.

But what can the grass do, the grass can't help itself...

"How come there are also bedrooms?" Ji Mingzhao and Xue Wen had the same judgment at the beginning, thinking that if there was a chance, it should be in the study, and the reason for grabbing the verdant grass was just to verify his conjecture. Pointing the leaves at the bedroom, he became curious: "I'll go to the bedroom to have a look."

"Could it be that the grass is not accurate?" The bedroom was almost unobstructed, and Xue Wen couldn't believe what the grass was pointing at.

"Impossible, the vermicelli never makes mistakes."

Hearing Ji Mingzhao's words, Fanlingcao immediately stood up with drooping leaves, as if it had been injected with chicken blood, and the whole grass instantly branched: Did you hear that, the grass never makes mistakes, It's you fool who has no knowledge.

Everyone followed Fan Lingcao into the bedroom. The room was still the same as when they first came in. Except for simple tables, chairs and beds, there was not even a wardrobe. It was empty and unobstructed.

As everyone walked into the room, the direction of the leaves of the prairie grass also changed. After exploring the room, it slowly pointed the leaves towards the dining table.

Ji Mingzhao's gaze followed the direction of the grass, and he saw only the empty plates on the table that were completely swept away, not even the dripping vegetable soup.

"Is it a plate?" Ji Mingzhao asked.

Turning grass shook the leaves gently, and pointed to the dining table again.

Ji Mingzhao squatted down, his eyes were aligned with the leaves of the weed, and he finally knew where the weed was pointing.

"Are you sure it's it?" Ji Mingzhao picked up the thing, and looked at Fanlingcao in disbelief.

Turning grass shook the leaves again, signaling: that's it.

Ji Mingzhao looked at the thing in his hand in disbelief, it was nothing but the decoration in the middle of the plate of golden silk shrimp balls: radish dragon.

Xue Wen also felt a little unbelievable: "This grass must not be allowed." He was very sure.

Ji Mingzhao carefully looked at the dragon carved from white radish. The body of the dragon was crystal clear. On the body of the dragon, pieces of dragon scales were closely arranged together. Even the hair on the dragon's body was as thin as a strand of hair, with distinct roots. .

At first, Ji Mingzhao looked at the radish dragon, and felt that the monkey's sculptor was really extraordinary. She could carve a radish like this, even a five-star chef in her original world couldn't do it.

But at this time, Fanlingcao said that the water radish dragon was a chance, and Ji Mingzhao had some new views on this dragon.

Maybe this dragon is alive?

But what can a dragon carved from a radish do?

Just as Ji Mingzhao was still thinking, there was another crisp sound in his ear.

An old friend Ji Mingzhao hadn't seen for a long time popped out from her chin again.

She raised her head skillfully to dodge, dodging the face-slap attack from the mission bar.

"Ha, I didn't expect that, my old lady has been guarding against you for a long time!"

　Originally thought that there would be no return to the valley within five chapters...

　　Looks like there are a few more chapters to come...

　　I'm a bit stuck in my thinking today, and the timeline at twelve o'clock didn't get stuck, so I can only post it today...

　　small theater:
　　Carrot Dragon: Do you look down on carrots, do you look down on carrots!
　　Ji Mingzhao: Yes
　　Carrot Dragon: ...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)