Chapter 258: Let

"Let us raise our oars, the little boat pushes aside the waves, the sea surface reflects the beautiful white sails, surrounded by green trees and red walls..."

Three days later, afternoon.

Sunlight sprinkled onto the gray mud, stirring up layers of mist.

A small boat traveled through the mudflats, as nimble as a loach.

Zhang Xingyu sat at the bow, softly humming a childhood nursery rhyme.

He was still as thin as a bamboo pole, yet his whole body was brimming with vitality.

Three days of time, three days of recuperation.

The usually stingy Old Demon He Teyao had suddenly changed his nature, actually taking out many heavenly treasures to help Zhang Xingyu recover his body.

A pot of multicolored liquid.

After Zhang Xingyu consumed it, his God Yuan Value rose by a full million points.

Old Demon He Teyao told him this pot of liquid was a high-level magic potion; just one drop was enough to refill a mage's mana.

A red apple.

After Zhang Xingyu consumed it, his God Yuan Value rose by a full ten million points.

Old Demon He Teyao told him this apple came from the Garden of Eden. Rumor had it that the Ancestor Gods Adam and Eve stole this kind of apple in the Garden of Eden, which was how they bred the current White Demon race.

Zhang Xingyu enjoyed it with peace of mind while secretly pondering.

This stingy old demon had invested so much capital; he was likely not going to give up until he got the Holy Fire.

It was even more likely that the old guy wouldn't give up even after obtaining the Holy Fire.

The Demon race could not be trusted, and the Demon King could be trusted even less.

He must not be deceived by his outward appearance.

Old Demon He Teyao sat at the stern, rowing the oars with all his might.

His face was devoid of sorrow or joy; one couldn't tell what the old guy was thinking.

The journey was smooth and unimpeded.

An hour later, the small boat docked.

Zhang Xingyu jumped off the bow and walked quickly toward the front.

Several hundred meters away from the shore, the grass was lush and the flowers were in full bloom.

A group of colorful butterflies shuttled and played among the flowers, dancing gracefully in the sunlight.

Beside the flower bushes, on the grass.

Demon King Hali held a wolf-hair brush, dancing with the wind.

His posture was light and agile, his expression focused and solemn.

Beside him, a grill was set up.

On the grill, charcoal fire burned fiercely, and skewers of venison were sizzling.

Demon King Hali's jade hands fluttered, evenly brushing a layer of spices onto the surface of the meat.

Then, he put down the wolf-hair brush and kept turning the iron skewers of meat.

Before long, a rich aroma wafted from the roasted meat.

The venison was golden, the aroma enticing.

Demon King Hali plated the roasted meat, then took a bottle of wine from his storage.

Zhang Xingyu arrived nearby.

"Demon King Hali, you sure know how to enjoy yourself. We were fighting for our lives in the mudflats, yet you are here having a barbecue."

Demon King Hali did not answer.

He extended two snow-white, slender fingers and gently unscrewed the bottle cap.

Small sip by small sip.

Neither fast nor slow.

Demon King Hali drank the inferior wine in a leisurely manner.

The aroma of the roasted meat had long since hooked the glutton in Zhang Xingyu's stomach.

Zhang Xingyu swallowed his saliva, then said to Demon King Hali: "Hey! I say, Brother Hali, you're drinking the wine I brought, and I'll eat some of the meat you roasted. We're even, okay!"

After speaking, he picked up a skewer of roasted meat and took a fierce bite.

The roasted meat was fragrant, the roasted meat was crispy.

However, he always felt the taste of this roasted meat was a bit off.

This roasted meat smelled very fragrant, but it tasted too bloody.

Zhang Xingyu put down the iron skewer in his hand, turned his head, and said to Demon King Hali: "Hey! I say, Brother Hali, the meat you roasted really doesn't taste good. Is this your first time roasting meat?"

Demon King Hali, who was eating meat, blushed.

After a moment, she replied weakly: "Yes. It is my first time roasting. However, I have watched others roast meat, and they all do it this way."

Zhang Xingyu glanced at her, then educated her earnestly: "Brother Hali. If we compare cultivation, a hundred Zhang Xingyus wouldn't be as good as you; but if we compare roasting meat, at your level, a hundred of you wouldn't be as good as me."

Demon King Hali's charming eyes lit up.

"Really? Could it be that there is some secret to this roasted meat?"

"That goes without saying. Roasting meat looks simple, but it is actually a profound technical skill. The taste of meat skewers roasted in different ways is vastly different. Do you know my title in the catering world? God of Food."

Demon King Hali listened quietly but did not speak.

After a long while, he said softly: "Human boy, tell me your secret technique for roasting meat, and I can exchange a high-level magic for it."

Zhang Xingyu looked at Demon King Hali.

This guy with powder on his face has a screw loose.

You, a Demon King, if you wanted the barbecue recipe, why didn't you just say so?

If you asked for it, would I, your brother, dare not give it?

But you insisted on trading it for high-level magic.

Trade my foot!

I am a human; what use is your high-level magic to me!

Zhang Xingyu shook his head speechlessly.

He walked straight to the grill, looked at the sliced meat, and then began to get busy.

Sprinkling salt, pouring liquor, adding spices.

Step one of the barbecue secret: marinating the meat.

Fifteen minutes later, the meat slices were marinated.

Step two of the barbecue secret: using fire.

The fire for barbecue must, of course, be Spiritual Fire.

Consuming one Fire Talisman, he ignited a raging blaze.

Step three of the barbecue secret: flipping and grilling.

Left hand flips the meat, right hand brushes on the seasoning.

Layer after layer, time after time.

While grilling, Zhang Xingyu introduced it to Demon King Hali: "This barbecue must be brushed with oil while grilling; one layer of oil, one round of fire, one layer of seasoning, one round of fire..."

Beside him, Demon King Hali nodded while pricking up his ears to listen carefully.

The old demon Hete Yao looked at the human and the demon in front of the grill and shook his head speechlessly.

"It's just barbecue. Is it really that delicious?"

Not mentioning Hete Yao secretly slandering them on the side.

Zhang Xingyu's barbecue work was gradually drawing to a close.

A rich fragrance permeated the air.

Old demon Hete Yao's nose twitched twice involuntarily.

So fragrant.

Such a comfortable scent.

Hete Yao's old eyes grew misty.

Vaguely, a beautiful and gentle woman was waving at him.

"Hete Yao, remember me, please remember me."

"Duoya, don't go, don't go..."

The light and shadow dissipated, and Hete Yao was already streaming with tears.

He muttered in a low voice: "Duoya, don't go..."

In front of him, Zhang Xingyu's hand holding the barbecue stopped in mid-air.

It seems this old demon Hete Yao is also a protagonist with a poignant love story.

Behind him, Demon King Hali gently bit off a piece of barbecue.

Then, and then he turned to stone.

Can barbecue really be this delicious?

How can barbecue be this delicious?

Chewy and tender, melting in the mouth.

The meaty aroma mixed with the scent of spices assaulted every taste bud.

Demon King Hali felt his tongue was about to melt.

After a moment, he opened his cherry-red mouth and swallowed the whole piece of barbecue in one bite.

Swish, swish, swish, swish...

One minute later, the meat skewers in his hand had disappeared.

Demon King Hali smacked his little mouth and grabbed another handful.

The sun set in the west.

Old demon Hete Yao rubbed his round belly and said softly: "Let's go!"

Two demons and one human, bellies protruding, swayed away.

On the lush green grass, bones smooth as mirrors were scattered everywhere.

Under the setting sun, they appeared exceptionally dazzling and exceptionally eerie.