Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

Slowly slide down along the lines of the plump meat.

An intoxicating aroma of wine came to the nostrils.

With suspicious eyes, the judges put the meat slices into their mouths in one gulp.

After taking a bite of the sliced ​​meat, the judges' complexion became weird in a blink of an eye, beads of sweat formed on their foreheads, and their entire faces turned red.

It seemed that what was eaten was not a piece of meat, but more like a piece of red-hot coal.

The meat has been scoured by charcoal fire, so it is full of fragrance, and because of the salt and pepper sauce specially prepared by Zhao Ke, and the strong wine brewed by the old man himself.

It makes the meat more flavorful, tender, crispy, salty, spicy and tumbling in the mouth in an instant.

The delicious taste reaches the meaty aroma on the tip of the tongue.

But soon, the judge's complexion changed again, and he found that his whole body was getting hotter and hotter. The heat made him feel as if his whole body was suffering in a sea of ​​fire.

"water!"

The judges raised their heads and wanted to grab the water glass, but failed to catch it several times.

"poisonous?"

Another judge suddenly stood up and glared at Zhao Ke, his whole body was on fire.

The two of them were so burned that they wanted to lift the table.

At this time, there were bursts of screams in my ears, and some women, children, and the elderly were pushed into the fire pit and endured the burning of the flames.

Their screams were full of desperation.

There was even a pregnant woman who curled up into a ball in the flames and was eventually burned into a scorched corpse.

The scene of despair made the whole body burn like fire, but the hearts of the judges seemed to be poured down by a basin of cold water.

My heart was chilled from the spine.

At this moment, Zhao Ke said:

"There is no hell in the world, but hell is in people's hearts. In addition, this dish is not poisonous, but the alcohol content in it is too high."

Zhao Ke added the strong wine brewed by the old man to it, and the strength was astonishing.

Old man, every time Zhao Ke is asked to drink, Zhao Ke will try his best to escape far away.

In addition, Zhao Ke will integrate the little ghost who injected himself with memory in the last horror space, making this hell more real.

Since the monk is taking the taste, I am not as good as the monk in terms of taste, which is extraordinary and refined.

Even the old man was willing to bow down, and Zhao Ke was not sure that he could beat him.

Zhao Ke might not be able to win against Monk Wu'an just by taste alone.

So Zhao Ke took a different approach and distracted himself.

After a while, the judges regained their composure, and the expression they looked at Zhao Ke became complicated.

As Zhao Ke said, hell is a place of punishment, and no matter how many howls there are, they deserve what they deserve.

Of course they won't be touched by it.

But when those unarmed old and weak women and children were pushed into the fire pit.

That kind of helpless desperate struggle, the hope of survival was wiped out.

In the end, the despair of being burned into coke with her unborn baby is the real hell.

Is it delicious?

There is no doubt that the taste of the meat is indeed amazing and delicious.

But if they choose again, they don't want to eat it a second time. The deep and powerless despair makes the evaluation of this dish blurred.

It is indeed a dark dish.

It is not their level of judges who can evaluate the good or bad.

In the end, he could only leave the result to the ghost princess behind him to decide.

I saw Zhao Ke's dish being carried into the sedan chair of the ghost princess.

Everyone couldn't help holding their breath, quietly waiting for the result.

Especially the five ghosts, their hearts were raised in their throats, and their palms were covered with sweat.

Time seems to be slowed down countless times every second, and everyone is waiting for the result.

Zhao Ke turned his head and glanced at Monk Wu'an behind him.

But in fact, no matter what the result is, Zhao Ke doesn't care anymore. Compared with whether he can satisfy the ghost princess, Zhao Ke cares more about whether he can defeat Monk Wu'an.

"boom!"

However, at this moment, a pair of chopsticks were thrown out of the sedan chair.

A woman's scream came from inside: "Kill him! Kill him for me!"

Accompanied by the screams, the car curtain was torn open, revealing a girl who seemed to be no more than ten years old.

He got down from the sedan chair, covered his head, with a pained expression on his face, pointed at Zhao Ke with a ferocious expression and screamed sharply: "Kill him!"

Chapter 424 Escape! (Second more)

"killed?"

Not to mention Zhao Ke himself, and the five ghosts and the ghost merchants.

Even the judges couldn't believe their ears.

The deliciousness of this dish, although it is a dark dish, is definitely a classic that cannot be copied.

Even if you can't get used to it, you shouldn't kill the cook. You know, this kind of food that blends emotions is placed in the underworld.

But only the first level of Hades can taste the delicacies.

As far as they know, among them, the King of Five Senses in the Ten Temples of Hades, loves to eat this delicacy.

For example, it often devours the painful memories of some wandering souls.