I Can Brush Attributes

Bangzi country, international airport.

Instructed by Captain Wang, Shangguan Jianguo came to Seoul International Airport early in the morning to pick up the famous God of Cookery.

Out of curiosity about the God of Cookery, Wang Ping, Lili Chu and others also came, wanting to see the legendary God of Cooking.

"Haven't you met the God of Cookery?" Wang Ping was a little surprised.

A few seconds ago, Shangguan Jianguo, Lu Hongwu and others all said that they knew the God of Cooking, but they had never seen the God of Cooking with their own eyes.

"No, it's true that the God of Food is famous. Almost all the ghost exorcists in China know the name of the God of Food, but very few people have seen him. He belongs to the Shenlong before seeing the end." Lu Hongwu shrugged.

"Don't look at me." When Shangguan Jianguo saw everyone looking at him, he spread his hands and said, "It's true that the God of Cookery is a government official, but it doesn't mean that a small person like me can see him."

According to Wang Ping's knowledge on the "Dao" software news, the God of Cookery is a government official, born in Guangdong, commonly known as Cantonese.

God of Cooking, whose real name is not God of Cooking, God of Cooking is just a title, the honorific title of Huaxia Ghost Exorcism World.

The reason why he is called the God of Cookery is not because God of Cookery can cook, or because he is a chef, but because God of Cooking likes to eat. This eating is different from others. It is not eating food, but eating ghosts!

Yes, the God of Cookery likes to eat ghosts, and eats all kinds of ghosts.

Usually, ghost exorcists kill ghosts, but the God of Cookery is different, he eats ghosts.

According to the God of Cookery, ghosts are very delicious, with many flavors, and each tastes different. There is nothing better than ghosts in the world.

Of course, besides eating ghosts, he also likes to eat all kinds of food.

It can be said that if Lord Pei is the man who stands at the top of the food chain, then the God of Cookery is the man who stands on the top of the food chain with Lord Pei's head.

Time flies, the plane arrives.

Shangguan Jianguo held up a sign with the Chinese character "God of Food" and waited for a long time.

Not long after, a man with a hamburger in his hand walked towards Wang Ping them.

"Let's go." The man smiled.

Shangguan Jianguo subconsciously said, "May I ask who you are?"

The man took a bite of the hamburger and pointed to the sign: "It says the word "God of Cookery", you should be Shangguan Jianguo, right?"

Seeing Shangguan Jianguo nodding, the man shoved the remaining hamburger into his mouth and said, "That's right, let's go."

Everyone said that for the sake of it, even an idiot can understand, this person is the God of Cookery!

In an instant, the crowd erupted in excitement and looked at the hamburger eater in front of them.

It really lives up to its name!

This man is chubby, with chubby cheeks, but not greasy, with the feeling of baby fat, looks like a cute fat old man.

The round face, thick eyebrows, squinting eyes, and a small beard form a simple and honest face, looking at his clothes, plain and simple, ordinary.

On the contrary, the belt around his waist is very special. Of course, it is not the kind of belt of armored warriors, but a special belt. It is made of unknown cloth. There are many small pockets, and the pockets are filled with bottles and cans.

Wang Ping glanced at Shishen and whispered softly.

"Don't mess with the God of Cookery, this is a monster."

Lu Hongwu and others were surprised, this was the first time they had seen Wang Ping say this to a person.

Can't help but be confused and curious, monster? Is this what Mr. Wang Ping meant by saying that the God of Cookery is strong? Strong as a monster.

However, why can't they see that the God of Cooking is very strong, and they feel that the God of Cooking is very ironic, that he belongs to the kind of fat man who is harmless to humans and animals.

Maybe this is the strong one, and only when one cultivates a mighty righteousness can they sense the strong one from each other.

People think so.

Zhang Hao asked Wang Ping quietly: "Mr. Wang Ping, did you see something."

Wang Ping nodded.

"Why can't we see anything." Everyone wondered.

"Can't you see? Didn't you see that squinting eye?" Wang Ping pointed to the God of Food's eyes without a trace: "Squinting eyes are monsters."

Everyone: "..."

At this time, there is only one big fertile day in everyone's heart.

at this time.

"Jianguo, I heard that the Wang family, one of the five surnames and seven Wangs, has also come this time. The future heir to the Wang family who was only in his twenties and became a noble and upright owner." The God of Cooking took out another hamburger from his bag. Eat up.

"Yes, Senior God of Cooking, this is Wang Ping." Shangguan Jianguo hurriedly introduced Wang Ping to God of Cooking.

Without waiting for an introduction, Wang Ping took the lead in reaching out to the God of Cookery to shake hands with him and smiled.

"Lei Hou, God of Cookery, my name is Wang Ping, we are fellow villagers." Wang Ping spoke Cantonese: "Let's eat Hu Jianren together another day."

Wang Ping was born in Pengcheng and belongs to Cantonese as the God of Cookery.

Everyone was dumbfounded and their eyes widened.

At the same moment, a word popped into their minds, "Cantonese eat everything, and most like to eat Fujianese"

The God of Cookery was stunned for a moment, and his eyes, which were already small with only one slit left, narrowed even more, and replied with a smile in Cantonese.

"Hu Jianren turned into a ghost is very delicious. I'll take you to eat it another day. Hu Jianren's ghost is served with minced garlic and dipped in Chubang soy sauce. It tastes great."

...

Wang Ping met with the God of Cookery, and at the same time, he was in the place of Suppressing Prison, one of the thirteen ancient yin eruptions in China.

The place to suppress the prison, located in the underground of the Forbidden City.

Unlike Cemetery Mountain, the eruption of yin in Cemetery Mountain is located underground, which is really underground in Cemetery Mountain.

The place for the suppression of the prison is different. The place for the suppression of the prison is located under the Forbidden City, but it is not the underground of the real Forbidden City, as if it is a universe and a black hole.

There are black holes in the universe, but no one knows where the black holes lead, and the inside of the black holes is a space of its own.

The same is true for the place where the prison is suppressed. It is located deep underground in the Forbidden City. Looking at the place where the jail is suppressed, it is only a ten-kilometer underground crack.

The width of the underground cracks is not large, only three or four kilometers in size.

If you think that the underground crack is that big, only ten kilometers long and three or four kilometers wide, you will be wrong.

In that crack, like a different dimension, there is an incomparably vast area, covering a vast area, with sky, earth, rivers, lakes, seas and mountains.

It is no exaggeration to say that the crack in the ground is the gateway to hell.

This is the place to suppress the prison, one of the thirteen ancient places where yin qi erupted in China.

The world only knows that the Forbidden City was the imperial capital of the Qing and Ming dynasties, but they do not know why the Qing and Ming dynasties built the imperial capital here.

That's because the Qing and Ming dynasties wanted to suppress the land of prison with the luck of a country.

The ancient eruption of yin qi can only be suppressed by the luck of the country, and it can be suppressed by the power of the whole world.

At this time, in the vast prison-suppressing place, the sky is blood-red, the heaven and earth are desolate, the top of an unknown mountain.

Two figures appeared here, one with blond hair and brown eyes, looking not Chinese but a foreigner, the other wearing a huge trench coat, tall and tall, like a tower.

If Wang Ping was here, he would definitely be able to recognize this foreigner. Isn't this person Rogers?

Rogers came to the top of this mountain with the spirit of the king.

On the top of the mountain, there is an old man with an immortal style sitting cross-legged on the boulder on the top of the mountain. It is like an eternal sculpture, standing still, and his body is covered with dust.

Eyeing this immortal old man, Rogers bowed his hands.

"Senior Taishang Laojun."

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