Chapter 148

The mysterious disappearance case in the village has come to an end.

The result announced to the villagers was that Zhang Caiyi was responsible for the case; as for the sounds heard, the rag doll took the blame.

Regardless of whether everyone believes it or not, Master Wang at least believes it.

Moreover, since there was a murder involved, it did not fit the style of the "Approaching Science" segment; besides, the matter was kept under control within a small scope and did not escalate to the point of needing to be soothed on the show.

Therefore, no program was made to fool anyone, and there was no plan to let the unlucky child come out and take the blame.

The villagers were extremely surprised that Zhang's clinic had been demolished overnight.

There was also dissatisfaction—those dissatisfied were relatives of Mao Haixiang on this side; they demanded to know why their house was torn down, insisting on an explanation.

As for the pit dug by Tang Luo that night, it was certainly filled in overnight.

More follow-up cleanup work, as well as how to resolve Huang Gaoyi's compensation and reparations, is no longer the concern of "Approaching Science."

Tang Luo also did not bother with it; he found a secluded spot, set up a simple large stove, and kicked off his culinary day.

He did invite Qin Menglan, but she refused.

A ferocious great demon's corpse is certainly not on Qin Menglan's menu.

Such things are better enjoyed by Tang Luo himself.

The gourmet Tang Luo was staring at the large pot before him—a pot he had specially commissioned, large enough for three or four adults to perform an iron-pot stew of themselves inside.

The headless demon's body had already been pre-treated and even consecrated.

Most of the steel-needle-like hairs had softened over time and through consecration, but over twenty remained sharp; Tang Luo temporarily collected them.

If they could be brought into the mission world, they could serve as hidden weapons.

They could also be sold to the gods and demons who walk among men, to see if some healing items could be purchased.

After treatment, the demon's corpse looked hardly different from ordinary raw beef.

Except for its unusually large size, with some exposed bones being particularly thick.

After pouring the pre-boiled water into the pot, lighting the fire, and bringing it to a boil, Tang Luo tossed in several chunks of red meat.

He boiled it for a long time, then fished it out again.

Unmindful of the temperature, Tang Luo reached out, grabbed the large pot, poured the remaining hot water to one side, added oil, added various seasonings……

He used a method similar to braising beef, but with special tricks and experience from years as a chef.

Combined with the one-of-a-kind ingredients and the consecration, this seemingly simple method produced a flavor that was anything but simple.

As the meat was chopped again into smaller pieces and returned to the pot, the aroma began to waft out.

Three days later.

The large pot, which had burned continuously for three days, had turned entirely red-hot, like a massive soldering iron.

Below lay a large amount of charcoal ash and cinders, with a small flame slowly dying out.

Xiao Tianquan lay not far away, looking as if it had grown a full circle larger, now able to roll directly—the legendary "Round and Rolling."

On the other side lay a pile of bone fragments.

The bones from the demon's corpse are edible, but using them to make soup yields far better results and flavor.

These are the remnants after making soup, just like the burnt ash—now utterly useless.

Of course, not all the bones were used for soup.

Tang Luo took the most essential spinal bones from the demon's corpse and fashioned them into a slightly crude, ferocious-looking white bone sword.

Because Xiao Zuofeng had been struck by a brick and had its soul scattered.

This bone sword has no special effects—it is simply very sharp and very sturdy.

Its sturdiness goes without saying, after all, it is made from a demon general's bones; its sharpness comes from Tang Luo polishing it with gold bricks—if sharpened enough, its inherent sturdiness naturally makes it extremely sharp.

Even if Xiao Zuofeng had left behind a resentful spirit or something similar, Tang Luo would "have no use" for it.

He is not an expert in refining magical treasures; the bone sword was made by rather primitive means, at most consecrated to assist.

In terms of technical content, even the hoes forged by ancient blacksmiths have more technical content than this bone sword.

But the material is superb—if swung with ill omen in a "Final Storm," the bone sword would not leave a single mark.

If thrown into the trade fair at the intersection of "Approaching Science" and "Martial Arts Mythology," it would surely cause a scramble.

However, Tang Luo currently has no intention of selling it.

He will use it himself first.

Tang Luo, who usually has no magical treasures and relies solely on his two hands to conquer the world, suddenly realized he seemed to have developed a tendency toward being a "Many Treasures Daoist."

From head to toe, he began to list them.

On his head are contact lenses—of course, now they are not invisible; Tang Luo now has an idea: in reality, let the glasses appear, and upon entering the mission world, make them invisible, just like Superman.

No special reason—just for fun.

Around his neck hangs the Merit Jade Lotus, an extremely important magical treasure for Tang Luo, without equal.

At his waist is the Left Revolver of Ill Omen, and on his feet are the Lightweight Boots.

Plus the gold brick obtained from a mission, and the bone sword he himself forged.

Tang Luo suddenly felt he could pass as a nouveau riche; when he sees Nezha in the future, he could show off—forget it, not to mention quality issues, even if only discussing quantity, he still cannot compare.

How can a real man pretend through external objects? Only children like various little toys.

Oh, lastly, there are still over twenty black "steel needles" of varying lengths, from half a palm to one palm long.

"Alright." Tang Luo put the last bits of meat in the pot into the "large food box" that Xiao Tianquan had brought over—similar to a KFC delivery box, but much narrower, convenient to carry in hand.

Tang Luo did not plan to eat this meat now; he will slice it and bring it home as snacks.

Several jin, if rationed, can last him a while.

As for the other meat, it has already gone into the stomachs of Xiao Tianquan and Tang Luo.

Xiao Tianquan has not yet digested it. On Tang Luo's side, his 0.5 success force has become 0.6 success force—this also includes the healing power consumed from the Merit Jade Lotus's merit power.

Calculating, gaining merit from salvation counts once, now "food therapy and nourishment" counts once, plus the Zhang family's ghost, Xiao Zuofeng also provided Tang Luo with "three times" healing.

It can be said to be triple the joy.

"Bad demons are still few." Tang Luo sighed, overturning the big pot.

When the pot fell to the ground, it shattered into many pieces, completing its mission and "passing away peacefully".

He also dismantled the simple stove, wrapped the bone sword in black cloth, Tang Luo held a food box in one hand and the bone sword in the other, stepping onto the road home.

The Heavenly Roaring Dog rolled twice on the ground, shook its body, throwing off all the dust clinging to it, and trotted after Tang Luo, panting.

One person, one cat and dog, relaxed and happy.

Not long after leaving, the two appeared at the place where Tang Luo cooked.

"You came late! After great effort I found you, but the person is gone!"

"So fragrant!"

Facing the somewhat messy scene, the two sighed endlessly.

Although this place is far from the city, far from human habitation and noise.

But the fragrance keeps spreading, inevitably attracting those with strong mobility who are food lovers, coming along the scent.

Tang Luo stayed here for a full three days and three nights, cooking while eating, enough for some people to "come by scent".

It's a pity he was still a step late, only able to go back and write a long Weibo or similar to express his feelings.

If posted on Zhihu, he could even say, "I'm telling the truth, you don't believe me only because your horizons aren't broad enough, well, too many acquaintances, so I'll go anonymous," and finally throw out some photos.

Successfully completed one Zhihu Q&A.

In short, although he didn't arrive in time, interaction on social media was indispensable.

"Huh, why are you here?" Walking to the roadside, Tang Luo saw Qin Menglan sitting in the driver's seat of the car.

A brand-new car, the front bearing a trident logo, was it Maserati or Maserati?

Tang Luo couldn't recall clearly.

"You think your cat running around these days is someone providing logistical support?" Qin Menglan said angrily.

The logistical labor, all done by her.

"Oh, no wonder the dog's efficiency is so high." Tang Luo glanced at the Heavenly Roaring Dog, "I thought she had become a dog, but didn't expect she hired outside help, cheating."

The Heavenly Roaring Dog whimpered twice, jumped over the window and fell into Qin Menglan's arms.

"You didn't notice an extra collar?" Qin Menglan took off the collar from the Heavenly Roaring Dog's neck and handed it to Tang Luo.

"What do I do with this, put it on you?" Tang Luo casually threw the bone sword into the back seat.

Qin Menglan widened her eyes, this person……will surely die sooner or later!

But more likely, Tang Luo hasn't died yet, and she would be angered to death by him.

"There's a tracker inside!" Qin Menglan said, "I'm afraid the dog might get into trouble, and also convenient for me to find her."

"Oh, it's fine. Just wear it." Tang Luo said, "Or, you put it on that fox spirit?"

Suddenly recalling that little fox spirit, Xue Nianzhi.

"Forget it." Qin Menglan threw the collar onto the back seat, "Get in the car."

"Seeing you work so hard, here, have something to eat." Tang Luo took out a slice of meat, handed it to Qin Menglan's mouth, almost like feeding the Heavenly Roaring Dog.

Qin Menglan felt that since knowing Tang Luo, her eyes kept getting bigger—staring wide, with the side effect being that wrinkles might appear early around the eyes.

She didn't dislike Tang Luo for being dirty.

Qin Menglan clearly knew, this guy who can open light, is spotlessly clean.

"Just this much?" Stingy!

As he spoke, Tang Luo reached out and stuffed it, already having stuffed it into Qin Menglan's mouth.

"Back then I told you to eat, you didn't, now you complain it's too little……this is refined essence, you couldn't eat more even if you wanted to." Tang Luo said.

Qin Menglan on the other side said nothing, she felt the sensation of drinking gourd soup in the previous mission world——but even stronger.

A warm current surged inside her body, running everywhere, all her pores stretching.

Comfort mixed with some pain, almost making her moan.

"No, I must endure!" Qin Menglan endured with great pain, while Tang Luo had already sat in the passenger seat and closed the door.

A slight jolt, Qin Menglan couldn't hold back, opened her mouth, a sound of full belching echoed in the car.

"..."

"..."

The air suddenly fell silent, even the Heavenly Roaring Dog rubbing against Qin Menglan's arms stopped moving.

She felt that at this moment, not moving was better.

Tang Luo of course had no self-awareness, comforted: "It's fine, at least it didn't come from below."

Another way to vent, also possible.

"Bang!"

The car door closed, the car sped away in a cloud of dust.

Tang Luo stood by the roadside for a while, well, at least he helped carry away the bone sword and snacks.