Chapter 292: I've Been Targeted by a Demon Monster

Below Jingting Mountain, beside the Dragon Roar Stream.

Huo Lingwu threw a spirit talisman into the water pool in the stream.

A moment later, the water surface made a bubbling sound, and golden dragon carp jumped out of the water.

Huo Lingwu's jade hand danced lightly, and these dragon carp flew straight into the bucket placed on the shore.

Hali squatted by the bucket, the small knife in her hand shining in the sun.

Behind her, the grill was already set up.

Demon King Hali waved her small knife, and in a short while, she had finished cleaning the dragon carp.

The golden dragon carp were skewered on iron spits, and the high-level fire talisman on the grill was already lit.

Demon King Hali began to make her dark barbecue.

Huo Lingwu stood behind her, occasionally handing her the necessary seasonings.

Zhang Xingyu looked at her technique and shook his head lightly.

Hali, this guy, although she likes culinary arts, her talent is too poor.

Look at her craftsmanship, at most she has learned a little bit of his fur.

And she has the nerve to want to show off in front of his beautiful teacher.

And beautiful teacher, why don't you know good goods?

Clearly, a Demon King is standing in front of you, but you insist on treating her as a little girl.

And you are holding hands with her, gossiping together, and being foodies together.

Zhang Xingyu tried to remind Huo Lingwu many times, but was glared back fiercely by Huo Lingwu.

Fine! Good intentions treated as a donkey's liver and lungs!

After trying many times, Zhang Xingyu finally stopped talking.

Finding a smooth, large rock, Zhang Xingyu lay down gently.

Listening to the wind singing in the treetops, watching the clouds roll and unroll in the sky.

Time seemed to freeze at this moment.

Zhang Xingyu liked this feeling very much.

He closed his eyes gently.

Just at the moment his eyelids closed, Zhang Xingyu suddenly opened his eyes wide again.

Where his gaze reached was a cliff as smooth as a mirror.

On the cliff, there seemed to be a few lines of small characters carved.

Zhang Xingyu released his divine sense, and only then did he see the handwriting on the cliff clearly.

This was a poem.

The immortal of Yuzhen, often goes to Taihua Peak.

In the early morning, he beats the heavenly drum, soaring on two dragons.

Playing with lightning without stopping, walking in the clouds without a trace.

When will he enter Shaoshi, the Queen Mother should meet him.

Zhang Xingyu stood up and pinched his thigh lightly.

Sharp pain!

Not a dream!

But, if it's not a dream, how could this poem appear here too.

He remembered this poem; the poem's title is "Yuzhen Immortal Words," written by the Poet Immortal Li Bai on Zhongnan Mountain.

Could it be that the Qinglian Sword Immortal Li Taibai of this Xianxia World also traveled here from Earth?

Zhang Xingyu took out a pot of old wine and took a big gulp.

The wine entered his throat, so spicy that he coughed continuously.

Just then, his hand felt light, and the wine pot had disappeared.

Zhang Xingyu came to his senses.

I don't know when, but an old man had appeared beside him.

This old man had a square face, a red nose, a head of fluffy white hair draped over his shoulders, and a forehead crisscrossed with gullies filled with stories left by time.

The old man had grilled fish in his left hand and a wine pot in his right, a bite of fish, a sip of wine, eating with great relish.

In a short while, he had gnawed a three or four-pound grilled fish down to just bones.

After eating the fish, the old man shook the wine pot, and then threw the empty wine pot back to Zhang Xingyu, still unsatisfied.

"Kid, do you have any more?"

The old man asked with a face full of expectation.

Zhang Xingyu nodded and handed him another pot.

The old man took the wine pot, reached out, and a golden grilled fish flew into his hand.

In a short while, the wine was finished, and the fish was eaten up.

The old man reached out and wiped the fish oil from the corners of his mouth, then smiled and asked Zhang Xingyu: "Which peak master's disciple are you?"

Zhang Xingyu shook his head.

This old man mostly took him for someone from the Wanfa Immortal Gate.

Although he had taken Huo Lingwu as his master, that was at the Nanhua Immortal Academy, and it didn't count at the Wanfa Immortal Gate.

In the words of his beautiful teacher: "Although you are my disciple, you have not entered the gate of the Wanfa Immortal Gate, so you cannot be considered a disciple of the Wanfa Immortal Gate."

"You are not from the Wanfa Immortal Gate?" The old man asked casually.

"No." Zhang Xingyu answered seriously.

The old man stroked his long beard that reached his chest, revealing a look of understanding.

"Oh. I suppose so. Our Wanfa Immortal Gate doesn't emphasize asceticism, and we don't forbid our disciples from eating meat and drinking wine. You kid don't even eat fish, you're mostly a disciple of an ascetic sect. Only disciples of those ascetic sects focus solely on cultivation, eating wind and drinking dew, not eating human fireworks."

Zhang Xingyu was a bit puzzled after hearing this: "Old senior, I am not a disciple of an ascetic sect, nor do I not eat human fireworks. I don't eat grilled fish, mostly because those grilled fish are not grilled well, they taste bad."

The old man's cloudy old eyes suddenly brightened: "Kid, you even dislike such delicious grilled fish. Could it be that you have eaten grilled fish that tastes better than this?"

Zhang Xingyu nodded: "Junior not only has eaten it, but I can also make it myself."

"Really?"

"Really."

"Truly?"

"Truly."

Zhang Xingyu's wrist tightened, and he was already in front of the grill.

The old man said eagerly to Zhang Xingyu: "Come, grill one quickly. If you really make better grilled fish, I, the old man, will give you a big gift."

"Really?"

"Really."

"Truly?"

"Truly."

Huo Lingwu and Demon King Hali, who were gnawing on fish, also gathered around.

Huo Lingwu revealed a look of disbelief, while Demon King Hali was full of expectation.

It's time for me to show my unique skills.

Zhang Xingyu straightened his chest, lifted his head, sucked in his stomach, and lifted his hands gently.

Just then, his butt hurt, and he had been kicked hard by Huo Lingwu.

"Stinky brat, what kind of pose are you striking? Grill quickly, we are all waiting to eat!"

Fine, you're ruthless.

Zhang Xingyu rubbed his butt and got busy.

Gutting the fish, marinating, brushing with oil, adding seasoning, grilling slowly over a low fire.

In a short while, the fragrance drifted away.

The old man couldn't help but twitch his red nose.

This smell, so fragrant!

Huo Lingwu's pretty face revealed an unbelievable expression.

This kid, he really knows how to grill!

Demon King Hali looked full of admiration.

His grilled fish, really handsome!

Zhang Xingyu didn't forget to give Demon King Hali a lesson while grilling the fish.

"Hali, this grilled fish is different from grilled meat. The oil contained in fish meat is different from the oil contained in other meats, so the ingredients and the fire used must also be different."

Hali nodded repeatedly, her big watery eyes full of little stars.

After a while, the fish was grilled.

The old man couldn't wait, grabbed a piece, and sent it to his mouth.

The scorching fish meat entered his mouth, making him pant continuously.

Huo Lingwu saw this and quickly used the chopsticks in her hand to pick up a piece.

Spicy, fresh, and fragrant, it melted in her mouth.

In an instant, she was conquered by this piece of grilled fish.

She quickly threw away the chopsticks and grabbed a piece directly with her hand.

Demon King Hali's eating style was refined, but her speed was not much slower than the two of them.

Hand up, knife down; fork up, meat gone.

In a short while, the whole grilled fish had disappeared without a trace.

Zhang Xingyu shook his head.

These three are all foodies.

And I, am a gourmet.

Golden grilled fish, grape wine.

A bite of grilled fish, a cup of fine wine, this is the only way to enjoy it. ===== CHAPTER 293 =====