His white moonlight, slag skill level one hundred

City Wang Huang's car was not there, this time he came alone, sitting in the darkness and watching Su Zhe.

Su Zhe was still a little dazed at the beginning, didn't understand what happened, and when he saw Lord Yan's true face, he said, "Are you here?"

"No, you are here." Metropolitan King Huang said, "Has your soul suffered some accidents? Why is it so easy to leave the body?"

Su Zhe thought for a long time, and said: "I was a little short of breath before going to bed yesterday." Then he was shocked, "Fuck, I won't die on the bed?"

Metropolitan Huang Huang laughed: "No, no, but, isn't that what you're asking for?"

"What?" Su Zhe was stunned for a moment, "I don't want to die yet."

"But I have seen the line of cause and effect." Metropolis King Huang said doubtfully, "If it wasn't for the fruit you seek, why would you come here?"

Aside from other things, Su Zhe immediately hit the snake with the stick and asked, "You said before that Xiang Bei and I are the sons of Karma. What is the Son of Karma?"

"You are the cause, he is the effect." The city king Huang said, "Isn't this easy to understand?"

"I just don't understand this." Su Zhe said.

Metropolis King Huang sighed, and said: "Yanling is a kind of effect. According to his ability, he can't change too many things. The bigger the cause, the harder it is to change the effect. It will cost you your life."

In Su Zhe's mind, he suddenly recalled that Daoist Qin said that cause and effect are mutually conditioned. An effect will have many causes, which are inextricably linked. The more complicated the factors are, the more difficult it is to change the result.

Karma, the son of Karma.

Su Zhe said in disbelief: "Could it be that the cause I proposed will be realized as the effect?"

"It's not so simple." The city king Huang seemed helpless, "Cause and effect are mutual, mutual, anyway, please do it yourself!" He flicked his sleeves, and the wind rose from the ground.

Su Zhe suddenly opened his eyes, and the narration frame on the ceiling in front of him was already waiting: It’s been a long time since I woke up from a nightmare, either I couldn’t fall asleep, or I was half asleep and half awake in a chaotic state, and it’s been a long time since I slept like a baby. There is.

Yes, it's been a long time since I slept so soundly.

Su Zhe sat up and looked at the bright sky outside the window. It happened to be the time to get up and run. When he got out of bed, he always felt creaking around his waist, like a machine that hadn't been started for many years.

Damn, I played too much last night, I didn't do anything...

Su Zhe, who was holding such resentment, came back and saw the figure of Xiang Bei laying out the breakfast plate on the balcony, and he felt a subtle feeling.

"Can you talk about the language, no, bet on the language, and bless me to eat eggs later." Su Zhe said.

Looking at Xiang Bei, it was like looking at an idiot: "If you want to eat eggs, just say no to me?"

"You didn't do it." Su Zhe said, "Anyway, you say, whatever you want, I'm going to do an experiment."

Xiang Bei raised his eyebrows and laughed: "Did you dream about City King Huang last night?"

"How can you guess so well?" Su Zhe said angrily.

"Isn't this a must-have quality for Neptune?" Xiang Bei casually put a handful of green plants on the plate for decoration, "Well, as long as you can cook naked | in the next half hour , you can eat tiger eggs for breakfast today."

Tiger skin eggs need to boil the white eggs first, then poke holes in the eggs, fry them, and then cook them with ingredients. The whole process is quite troublesome. It usually takes more than an hour to make one pot in the north. Lingling has limited "today's "Breakfast", in the usual sense, can't keep up.

After saying this sentence, Xiang Bei's face turned pale, but his spirit was not bad, which showed that the spirit of speech didn't consume him seriously.

"It stands to reason that this is an unrealizable speech, why do you say it's so big?" Su Zhe said angrily, "Besides, what's the point of watching a man cook naked? piece."

Xiang Bei made a surprised expression: "Why isn't this an ordinary little movie plot?"

"No, it's just that I don't like it, it feels a bit...unclean." Su Zhe said helplessly, "And it's very cold this day!"

He pointed to the corner to the north, there was a courier box there, the high-power electric heater he bought had arrived, and it worked really well when turned on.The house was originally small, with a simple structure, and the electric heater quickly "burned" the whole house warm.

Xiang Bei arranged the cooking tools on the countertop, laid out all the materials, and made a gesture of invitation.Su Zhe struggled for a while, but still took off his clothes. When he was only wearing underwear, he didn't find an apron everywhere. When he turned around, he found that Xiang Bei was holding a small white rabbit apron in his hand.

Su Zhe stood in the living room and looked at it for a few seconds, then said, "Where's your apron?"

"Don't you think it's wrong for me to wear my apron to cook now?" Xiang Bei said with a smile.

Su Zhe: "..."

The feeling of wearing an apron with bare buttocks is very bad, mainly the front is very uncomfortable to the touch, as for the pain of oil splashing on his arms when frying eggs and the needle-like sight behind him are even more unpleasant to him.After finally finishing the fried eggs and fried steamed buns, he turned around with the frying pan in his hand, facing Xiang Bei with an expression like he was admiring some famous painting, and said annoyedly: "You bend too fast."

"I just discovered new fun." Xiang Bei said with a smile, "Sometimes you can see different scenery from behind."

Su Zhe rolled his eyes, and put his best "fried anything" on the plate. With the green plants facing the north, it is not so ugly, and it looks decent with the environment.

"The trick to arranging a plate is a clean plate and a lot of white space, do you like it?" Xiang Bei said.

"I'm wondering when I'll be able to eat tiger eggs." Su Zhe stared at Xiangbei, "You won't be ready long ago, will you?"

"I promise not to do that." Xiang Bei spread his hands, "It's up to fate."

The word fate made Su Zhe frowned, and a minute later there was a knock on the door. Outside the door was a familiar young man who excitedly handed over a kraft paper bag containing three tiger eggs.

"Sorry, I live on the other side of the corridor, I, I gave birth to a son!" The young man said loudly, "Oh, no, I didn't give birth, haha, I have a son, and my mother said that she would send eggs to the neighbor."

Su Zhe couldn't laugh or cry: "Is it a red egg?"

"Ah? I, I don't have red eggs." The young man said in a daze, "I bought this in advance. It's delicious. I just bought it yesterday. It's not Chen's."

Xiang Bei leaned over and said, "Should you deliver eggs at home now?"

The young man froze for a moment, then slapped his thigh suddenly, and said incoherently: "I, I'm leaving first, I'm going to the hospital, I just came back from a business trip, it's over, it's over, thank you, brother!"

Seeing the young man going downstairs in a panic, Su Zhe was both amused and melancholy. He will never have this day, but if he loses something, he will naturally gain something.Looking at the tiger egg in his hand, he remembered what Lord Yan said last night, he stopped Xiang Bei and said, "Try again."

Until he set off to go back to Bei’s home, Su Zhe tried the spirit speech more than a dozen times, most of which were innocuous and trivial, and the success rate was 100%. He was not allowed to say to Bei some things that were obviously impossible to succeed, but there were also difficult ones. Quite a few, although the sample is not large enough, it is enough to prove something.

"I feel that something has changed." Standing at the entrance of the N city airport, Xiang Bei said suddenly.