Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

It can't be said that Zhao Ke used skills to overwhelm others, it can only be said that Zhao Ke skipped the step of Monk Wu'an by relying on the Ten Thousand Food Book.

The most important thing is that this is not the ability of the stamps, but Zhao Ke really repaired it himself.

"Gudong!"

The tangy fragrance spread in Zhao Ke's hands.

At this time, I saw Zhao Ke took out a life ball from his pocket, pinched his hands together, the ball exploded, accompanied by bursts of mournful wailing.

A chilling dark dish was brought to the dining table by Zhao Ke: "Fire and Hell! Please taste it."

Chapter 423 The Scenery of Hell (Part [-])

"hell!"

The name of Zhao Ke's dish made all the ghosts feel incredible.

A living cook, want to make a scene of hell?

This is like a train driver telling an ace pilot how to fly a plane.

"Is this kid dizzy?"

The five ghosts, who had great hopes for Zhao Ke, were momentarily speechless by Zhao Ke's dish names.

The judges looked at Zhao Ke with strong disappointment in their eyes; "Do you know the scenery of hell?"

As ghost messengers, they know best how tragic hell is.

Even some ghost messengers will take the initiative to find a way to transfer themselves out to extradite those ghosts.

Even though it's hard work, it's also a good thing for ghosts to have a look at the outside world.

Even ghost messengers are tired of the world of hell.

It can be seen how unflattering Zhao Ke's dish is.

Seeing that Zhao Ke didn't speak.

The two judges looked at each other and opened the lid of the meal.

However, the moment the dining lid was opened, it was filled with the fragrance of peach blossoms, which shocked people's spirits.

"This is!"

The picture in front of them stunned the judges, not only the judges, but even the onlookers in the distance couldn't help but widen their eyes.

It is completely different from what people imagined. They thought that Zhao Ke used heavy materials and heavy colors to map the picture of hell to present a picture of a sea of ​​bright red flames.

But when the lid of the meal was opened, even the eyes of the ghost guard beside him couldn't help being attracted.

An ancient tree, two farmers, three peach blossoms, four fruits, and emerald green seedlings surround a house, like a paradise.

Sniffing carefully, the faint fruity aroma of the peach tree is fresh and sweet, and the peach blossom on the tree also exudes an intoxicating floral fragrance.

A ray of breeze blows, and two or three green leaves on the branches of the tree fall in the wind.

As if in an instant, the world in front of me is also alive.

The two judges could even feel the oncoming spring.

The two judges didn't move their chopsticks for a long time, unable to speak, it can be said that they couldn't bear to destroy it.

They still haven't felt such a fresh spring for a long time.

Even if you go to extradite ghosts, what you can see is not the world of living people.

Just like the last time Zhao Ke accidentally wandered off, what he saw was a dilapidated Luoyang City.

There is hell, clearly a piece of paradise on earth.

Some ghosts stared at the world on the plate, with a deep fascination in their eyes, and in a trance, they seemed to recall the years when they lived in the world.

If we say, what the monk did was a kind of hazy Zen.

So what Zhao Ke made was to bring the dishes to life unintentionally.

"Amitabha!"

Monk Wu'an clasped his hands together, and couldn't help but marvel at the cooking skills of this young junior in his eyes.

"Hmph, so what, it's so pretty, but it's just a piece of cake."

The ghost merchant who invited Monk Wu'an curled his lips and said very dissatisfied.

"That's right, you look good. Last time I saw a cake maker, fondant cakes. They made exactly the same as a living person. It's a pity that they don't come. If they come, what's the matter with this guy?"

Many people began to stand aside and became sour.

"Master drafting, you can do it if you want!"

When the five ghosts heard this, they were very angry, especially when the fourth child came out and almost scolded the street.

At this time, the judges finally picked up the chopsticks and looked at the two farmers on the plate.

The position of the farmer, standing on the plate, is the main position of the dish.

As a judge, it is natural to taste the dishes on the main seat first.

It's just that when the judges picked up the chopsticks, the farmer's head fell to the ground in an instant.

The shape of the farmer then began to turn into a puddle of ooze and fell down.

The flesh and blood melted, turning into a mass of crimson, and like a chemical reaction, the red flames, flashing red light like pollution, began to spread towards the surroundings.

In a blink of an eye, the whole tree also ignited.

Stir-fry the green leaves in a blink of an eye.

The spring in front of my eyes turned into a mess in a blink of an eye.

The white bones floated in the scorched earth, and underneath were layers of flesh slices that were as red as fire.

On the dinner plate, the room burned down, revealing a golden gemstone, in contrast to the mess in front of me.

"Double layer!" The judges were taken aback, picked up the chopsticks, and picked up a piece of red like fire.

The barbecue made a sizzling sound, and a drop of hot oil carried a flame.