Chapter 347

Netherworld, Shu Han Camp.

Knives and spears flashed, killing sounds shook the sky.

Teams of yin soldiers were training.

These yin soldiers were big and tall, wearing pitch-black armor, holding bright knives and spears in their hands.

The big-eared thief Zhuge Buliang pointed at the yin soldiers in the field and asked Zhang Xingyu: "Brat, are the soldiers in my camp majestic?"

"Majestic and mighty!" Zhang Xingyu answered.

Zhuge Buliang's eyes lit up when he heard this. He shook the feather fan in his hand and asked again: "Is the military equipment in my camp neat?"

"Well-equipped!" Zhang Xingyu added again.

He didn't want to dampen Zhuge Buliang's interest.

After this period of contact, he had figured out Zhuge Buliang's temperament.

This guy was extremely vain and had a violent tendency.

Once someone dampened his face, they would be subjected to his ruthless attack.

Guan Yu, that guy, had developed limbs and a simple brain, and had dampened his face many times in front of the soldiers.

Of course, his ending could be imagined.

Until today, Guan Yu was still wearing a pair of panda eyes, and his big face was swollen like a pig's head.

Seeing that Zhang Xingyu was very cooperative, Zhuge Buliang stroked his beard with satisfaction, then walked into the main military tent with a crab-like gait.

After he walked into the tent, Zhang Xingyu turned and walked toward a tent nearby.

This was the tent Zhuge Buliang had assigned to him. As Zhuge Buliang's personal chef, this tent was both the place where he and Demon King Harry rested, and his kitchen.

Inside the tent, Demon King Harry was still unconscious.

Her face was pale, her lips were dry and cracked, and her long golden hair was stained with gray.

Although Zhang Xingyu converted yin energy to heal her wounds every day, the injuries on her body were still worsening day by day.

If he couldn't find effective medicine to treat her, he feared she wouldn't last many more days.

Demon demon, how can I save you?

Thinking of this question, Zhang Xingyu was so worried that his hair was almost turning white.

"Plop! Plop!"

In the water tank, a Yin-Yang Fish was struggling endlessly in the water.

This Yin-Yang Fish had been raised in the water tank for several days, and because it hadn't eaten any ghosts, it was already skinny to the bone.

"Hmm. Skinny enough. Just right for making grilled fish."

Unlike ordinary fish, the taste of grilled fish made from a skinnier Yin-Yang Fish is the best.

There is no strange smell in the meat of such a Yin-Yang Fish, and the ghost impurities in the meat will be cleared away during the slimming process.

Zhang Xingyu looked at the Yin-Yang Fish in the water tank, then looked at the cutting board beside it.

"Yin-Yang Fish, Yin-Yang Fish, today you will be liberated. When I make a move later, I guarantee it will be fast and accurate, and I won't let you suffer any more pain." Zhang Xingyu said softly to the Yin-Yang Fish.

Perhaps it understood Zhang Xingyu's words, the Yin-Yang Fish that was struggling suddenly quieted down.

It stayed quietly at the bottom of the tank, as if it were peacefully waiting for the final moment to arrive.

Zhang Xingyu reached out and scooped the Yin-Yang Fish out of the water, then flicked his finger lightly on its head.

The force of the finger was neither too heavy nor too light, just enough to shake the Yin-Yang Fish's divine soul away without affecting its meat quality.

Zhang Xingyu used his fingers like a knife, lightly slicing open the Yin-Yang Fish's belly, and then took out the internal organs inside.

These internal organs were black and white, and also wrapped with grains of crystal-clear fish roe.

Zhang Xingyu took a grain of fish roe and threw it lightly into his mouth.

A sour, sweet, and fragrant taste permeated his mouth.

At the same time, the system's mechanical and cold voice sounded in his ear.

"Ding-dong, congratulations to the host for obtaining 10,000 points of God Yuan Value."

A grain of fish roe, 10,000 points of God Yuan?

Zhang Xingyu stared blankly at the pile of crystal-clear fish roe in front of him.

This pile of fish roe had three or four hundred grains, which converted to three or four million God Yuan Value.

Got rich.

Zhang Xingyu was ecstatic in his heart.

He reached out to pick up a grain of fish roe and was about to send it into his mouth, but suddenly stopped.

I wonder, is this fish roe useful for repairing the injuries on Harry's body?

Thinking of this, Zhang Xingyu fed the fish roe to Harry.

Harry's lips were tightly closed.

The fish roe couldn't be fed in.

Zhang Xingyu reached out and parted Harry's dry and cracked lips, then stuffed the fish roe in through her teeth.

After feeding the fish roe, Zhang Xingyu put the remaining fish roe into a jade bottle.

Now it was time to cook the fish meat.

Slicing, marinating, adding ingredients, grilling, and finally sprinkling a little dogwood powder as a garnish.

When he put the grilled fish on a plate, he couldn't help but lean close to the plate and take a few deep breaths.

It was truly too fragrant.

The aroma emitted by this Yin-Yang Fish was more fragrant than all the grilled meat he had ever smelled.

More importantly, every mouthful of aroma could bring him 10 points of God Yuan Value.

Outside the main tent, five standing generals sniffed their noses in unison.

Zhang Xingyu picked up the tray and walked out of the tent.

In an instant, five pairs of green eyes stared straight at him.

To be precise, they were staring at the tray in Zhang Xingyu's hand.

"So fragrant!"

One of the generals said.

This general was nine feet tall, phoenix eyes, silkworm eyebrows, face like a jujube, lips like paint, with two feet of long beard hanging in front of his chest.

"What a beautiful bearded man! Pity he's not Guan Yu! I wonder who he is? Liu Bei? Zhang Fei? Zhao Zilong?" Zhang Xingyu looked at this person and guessed secretly.

"And the one to his left, eight feet tall, thick eyebrows and big eyes, broad face and heavy chin, wearing white armor, looking majestic. This person is exactly the same as the image of Zhao Yun, Zhao Zilong, in movies and TV shows. Could he be the divine general Zhao Yun?"

"Look at the one to his right, face like jade, eyes like shooting stars, tiger body and ape arms, leopard belly and wolf waist, wearing silver armor, full of heroic spirit. Could this person be the brave Ma Chao of Xiliang?"

"And the one opposite him, leopard head and round eyes, no need to look, this guy is the old acquaintance Guan Yu."

"The one beside Guan Yu, at a glance, is an old general who has been through many battles. I only see his full head of white hair, silver beard floating, ruddy complexion, full of spirit, a pair of eyes shining brightly. This person is exactly the same as the image of the old general Huang Zhong, who shoots a hundred paces."

"Wow! The Five Tiger Generals are all gathered! I must go ask them for autographs later."

Zhang Xingyu looked at these generals while calculating in his heart.

"Tch! Brat! What are you looking at! Why not hurry up and send the grilled fish in your hand over!" The beautiful bearded general shouted at Zhang Xingyu.

"Got it!" Zhang Xingyu went up when he heard this.

"You want to eat this fish?" he asked suspiciously.

The beautiful bearded general snatched the tray: "I'm just eating your fish, do you dare not give it?"

"Are you sure you want to eat it?" Zhang Xingyu asked kindly again.

"Of course I want to eat it. Such fragrant fish, not eating it is more uncomfortable than killing me!" The beautiful bearded general affirmed.

Awesome! Worthy of wearing a Martial Saint's appearance template. Daring to snatch Zhuge Buliang's fish, brother, you really have guts! Zhang Xingyu praised greatly.

The beautiful bearded general saw Zhang Xingyu no longer dissuading him, so he stretched his head toward the tray.

"Wait!"

"Don't move!"

"Everyone share!"

"Can't eat alone!"

The remaining four generals spoke up to stop him.

Seeing the beautiful bearded general's head about to touch the tray, Zhang Xingyu couldn't help but remind him kindly again: "This is military advisor Zhuge Buliang's grilled fish!"

Hearing this, the beautiful bearded general who was about to eat the fish immediately shut his mouth. His hands trembled, and he almost threw the plate containing the fish away.

"Thud!" Guan Yu, who came to snatch food, braked urgently. He stumbled and fell to the ground on his butt.

The remaining few big men also stopped their bodies in unison, then subconsciously retreated a few steps.

"Military advisor's grilled fish?" The five generals looked at Zhang Xingyu.

Zhang Xingyu nodded.

The beautiful bearded general carefully put the tray into Zhang Xingyu's hand.

"Brother, I was just smelling it for the military advisor to see if it was burnt. I didn't eat it, you must not mention it when you see the military advisor later!"

The beautiful bearded general said while looking at Zhang Xingyu with pleading eyes.

Zhang Xingyu nodded: "Don't worry, Brother Beautiful Beard, I won't say anything later."

"Good brother!" The beautiful bearded general finally felt relieved.

Just then, a voice with a crying tone came faintly from the main tent: "Military advisor, Cao Cao is leading 800,000 troops south, what should we do?"