Son-in-law, your wife ran away again

Mimis also raised his head, and said pitifully, "Ochs, don't you want me?"

Oakes scratched his head: "It's not that I don't want you, it's just that this place is an illusion. You are all safe, what choice do I have?"

As soon as Oakes finished speaking, all the scenes in front of him disappeared.

The first layer that needs to be overcome in mimicry practice is the inner demon.

It is also the most difficult part of all cultivation. After overcoming the inner demons, the next thing to do is technical short-board training.

The mimic training space will judge by itself, judging the monk's physical fitness from the aspects of speed, attack power, agility, defense power, and physical strength.

After the judgment, start special training from the shortest board.

This kind of training will continue until all the sections go hand in hand and there are no obvious shortcomings, and then it will become an actual combat training for all-round strength improvement.

In other words, as long as the speed of overcoming demons is faster, the more time you will be trained in the later stage, the greater the level of improvement will be.

Hua Zhaoying did not tell the four children about this in advance.

The core of mimicry training is to test the monk's reaction in an unknown situation. If you know too much detail, it will not be beautiful.

This mimicry practice started like this and lasted for a full fourteen days.

On this day, Hua Zhaoying finally ended this round of mimicry training, and the four children walked out from four different doors.

Seeing the world in front of them, the sun was shining, the autumn air was crisp, and the sky was cloudless, they all smiled and let out a long breath.

Hua Zhaoying could tell from their faces that they had made considerable progress this time.

Hua Zhaoying looked at the mental outlook of the four of them, and nodded with satisfaction.

"Go, let's eat."

After finishing speaking, he led the four children to his garden together.

Sure enough, Hua Zhaoying prepared another table full of dishes.

This time, it is in Cantonese style, with many drawers filled with steaming little dots of various colors.

King Shrimp Dumplings, BBQ Pork Buns, Quick Sand Buns, Braised Chicken Feet, Rice Noodles, Wonton, Wanzai Carrot Cake, Braised Meat Platter, Coconut Sago Dew...

Twenty or thirty samples were placed on the table in one breath, and a group of children immediately moved their index fingers and immediately surrounded the table.

At first, when Hua Zhaoying first came here, Hua Zhaoying didn't move her chopsticks, and no one dared to move.

After a long time, everyone gradually became familiar with each other, and Hua Zhaoying didn't mind that everyone moved their chopsticks first, and seemed to take pleasure in it-after all, he was a chef, so everyone became more and more unrestrained when they ate. Come like a hungry wolf entering the mountain, the wind and the clouds.

"This Shrimp Dumpling Emperor is too delicious! The shrimp inside is also too fresh!"

"This rice roll is also amazing! It's smooth but not greasy! The softness and hardness are just right!"

"This quicksand bag can really quicksand! It's also filled with salted egg yolk, it's my favorite! It's so delicious!"

The four children were eating steaming, and Hua Zhaoying was also smiling.

Naturally, this table meal is made of spiritual grass as firewood, spiritual fire as stove fire, and filled with spiritual power. It tastes very nourishing.

During the process of mimicry training, how could the four little dolls have time to eat properly.

Hua Zhaoying was worried that they would not grow tall, so she always put more effort into the food when she could eat well.It can also let children know how to endure hardship without hindering their growth.