Chapter 254: Take Advantage of the Situation

After Song Shuhang bought the bone tea knife and soy sauce, he ran home as fast as possible!

"I was fooled by that onion spirit." The onion in his hand was just an ordinary green onion. It's just that this onion was filled with the aura of the 'onion demon', which managed to hide it from him for a while.

——Just now, when he was buying soy sauce, when he took the soy sauce with his right hand holding the 'Onion Essence', the strength on his fingers accidentally became too strong, and then the 'Onion Essence' broke into two halves. Already...

Broken in half!

Song Shuhang immediately understood that the 'onion essence' in his hand was a fake. The real onion spirit... is still at home, or he may have escaped!

"Damn it, you're so careless." Song Shuhang has always been extremely cautious and careful in dealing with matters related to 'cultivation'.

I didn't expect that I would be careless when dealing with this onion spirit.

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After quickly running home, Song Shuhang immediately raised his eyes to see the situation at home.

Then he secretly breathed a sigh of relief. The house was very peaceful. Zhao Yaya and her two friends were whispering in the living room. In the study, Father Song and Lao Lu and his son did not know what they were communicating. Mother Song was still busy in the kitchen... It seems that the green onion plant didn't come in time to cause trouble.

"So, did the onion spirit escape directly?" Song Shuhang secretly ran the "True Self Meditation Sutra", and then used the mental trick "Psychic Detective Method".

At this time, Song Shuhang's mental power, which had opened his third orifice, was much stronger than before. When the mental power was fully exerted, it was enough to cover his entire home.

When the 'spiritual detective method' was launched, the three girls Zhao Yaya, Song's father, and Lao Lu's father and son who were communicating paused at the same time. They felt as if someone was peeping on them, and they felt a little scared.

At the same time, everything in the house, even the ants crawling in the dark corners, were reflected in Song Shuhang's mind. Of course... the picture Song Shuhang can sense now is still very rough. Although he can sense ants, the ants are all small mosaics in his senses.

Larger humanoid objects can basically be mapped in his mind like video footage.

After searching for a long time...Song Shuhang failed to find the 'Onion Essence'.

It's troublesome,

If the Onion Demon really escapes, he will be in trouble if the news that he is carrying the 'Enlightenment Stone' spreads.

Hey, wait a minute!

What is mom holding in her hand?

That guy who's three feet three long, isn't this my precious sword, Ba Shai? Why did it get into my mother's hands?

Just when I was wondering, I saw my mother coming out of the kitchen with a sword in hand.

"Hey, Ah Hang, you're back, why are you standing at the door like this? Please give me the bone cleaver and soy sauce. I need it urgently." Song's mother shook the broken sword and said to Song Shuhang.

"Ahem, Mom, what are you doing with this decorative knife?" Song Shuhang swallowed and asked.

"Haha, your decorative knife is pretty good. It's very easy to use. It's sharper than I thought. If I didn't want your decorative knife to get dirty, I'd still want to use it to cut big ribs." Mother Song said with a smile .

Then she added: "Just now, I saw a green onion on the cabinet at the door. Maybe I accidentally dropped it on it when I came back from grocery shopping in the morning, so I took it back to the kitchen to cut it up and prepare a stir-fry plate. 'Mutton stir-fried with green onions'. But the strange thing is - I can't cut the green onion on the counter."

When Song's mother said this, she frowned and said: "It's strange to say that I have never encountered such onions, and even the knife can't cut them. Looking back, I always feel that something is wrong."

Damn, Lady Onion was taken back to the kitchen by Mother Song.

"Hahaha, Mom, that onion is indeed very special. It was a gift given to me by a friend of mine. It is said to be a new variety of onion seedlings. I was planning to take it home and plant it, hahaha." Song Shuhang immediately Serious nonsense - no more, in order to cover up some affairs in the 'cultivation world', he has been telling more and more lies recently.

"Oh, it turns out it's a new variety you brought back. No wonder." Mother Song accepted her son's statement without thinking too much.

Song Shuhang secretly breathed a sigh of relief - wait a minute, my mother is holding a sword in her hand to destroy... Damn it, Onion Spirit, nothing will happen, right?

He swallowed: "Mom, is that green onion seedling still there?"

"Oh, I cut it off. I couldn't cut it with a kitchen knife, so I remembered your 'decorative knife'. Then I tried to cut it with this knife, and it went smoothly. After a few cuts Go down and cut it into green onion slices, your knife is so easy to use." Mother Song said with a smile.

Song Shuhang was immediately dumbfounded: "What about the green onion slices?"

"I've made fried mutton with green onions. Speaking of your new variety of green onions, it's really interesting. Obviously they can't be cut with a knife, but after they are cut off, they are passed through in oil and lightly fried. It's almost cooked. The taste is also very fragrant. You can try it later. That plate of fried mutton with green onions is really my favorite." Song's mother said proudly.

Stir-fried mutton with green onions... Stir-fried mutton with green onions... Stir-fried mutton with green onions...

That green onion spirit, isn’t it dead?

Moreover, why didn’t the onion spirit resist? Faced with a life and death crisis, why did she let Mother Song slice her into pieces?

"Where is the onion root, Mom? Are the onion roots still there?" Song Shuhang held on to his last glimmer of hope - he wonders if the onion essence is cut off, will he die? After all, if it's a plant-type fairy, maybe there's still some hope of survival if the roots are left alive?

"It's thrown beside the kitchen. Why do you want the roots? Oh... I forgot that the green onion seedlings you want to bring back are cultivated." Mother Song pointed to the kitchen: "Go in and look for it yourself. Several green onion roots are mixed together. It's next to the chopping board. I'll hang the knife back up for you first."

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Song Shuhang quickly ran to the kitchen, and soon he discovered the 'onion root' of the onion essence.

There is a strong smell of onion essence on it.

"Hey, are you still alive?" Song Shuhang asked softly.

However, the onion essence did not answer, but the onion root shook slightly.

It seems that he is not dead yet...

Song Shuhang secretly breathed a sigh of relief and picked up the onion roots and put them away. Then, his eyes fell on the plate of Song's mother's favorite dish, 'lamb fried with green onions'.

Stir-fried mutton with 300-year-old green onion essence - is this stuff a great supplement? Or will he eat dead people?

After thinking for a while, he took out his mobile phone and quickly boarded the 'Jiuzhou No. 1 Group'.

Shushan was under great pressure: "Seniors, one of my three-hundred-year-old green onions was cut into pieces by my mother to stir-fry mutton... There is only a section of the root left in the green onions. Can it still survive? In addition, the three-hundred-year-old green onions are still alive." Stir-fried mutton, will it kill you if you eat it? Wait online, it’s very urgent!”

This dish is my mother’s favorite dish. I will definitely serve it to the table soon and ask my family to eat more. What if I can eat people to death? If he can eat dead people, then he has to find a way to deal with them.

Soon, someone responded.

He is a senior from Beihe Sanjin. As long as he is online, he will always be the first to reply: "[_]Three hundred years of onion essence? This thing is not common. Let me answer your first question: As for onion essence, as long as the roots are not If it is too damaged, there is still hope of survival. Bury it in the soil and pour some spiritual springs every day, and it will recover. As for the second question, I have never tasted three-hundred-year-old fried mutton with onion essence. , I don’t know how to answer.”

At this time, Master Zuiyue replied: "Second question: Suppose, if your mother is a 'Cooking Immortal', that is, a cultivation profession similar to Bie Xue Immortal, eating three hundred years of green onion essence and stir-fried mutton will be a big problem. Even ordinary people can prolong their lives by taking this tonic!"

Shushan was under great pressure: "...Senior, don't make trouble, my mother is just an ordinary person."

Zuiyue layman: "Well, in this case, ordinary people must not eat it! Three-hundred-year-old onion essence contains a lot of evil spirits. Ordinary people will be confused by the evil spirits if they eat it."

Shushan is under great pressure: "What will happen after confusion?"

Master Zuiyue: "After being confused... you will die wonderfully! There are various ways to die. It is best not to try them out of curiosity."

Song Shuhang: "..."

Only a ghost would try something like this out of curiosity!

Zuiyue layman added: "And I estimate that monks have to be careful when eating this 'Three Hundred Years of Green Onion Stir-fried Mutton'. If they are affected by the evil spirit in it, it will be very troublesome."

Song Shuhang sighed - even if you gave it to him, he wouldn't want to eat it. He just thought that this green onion spirit could turn into a delicate girl, but how could he eat it?

He is not a pervert, nor does he have a hobby of eating people.

——As expected, I’d better get rid of this plate of mutton stir-fried with green onions. Although I feel very sorry for my mother’s cooking skills, I still throw it away!

At this time, Three Waves of Crazy Swords appeared: "Little friend Shuhang, do you want to sell your 300-year-old onion demon root? I am collecting materials for Fairy Bie Xue's 'Eating Immortal Banquet', maybe your three The century-old onion essence can come in handy.”

"..." Song Shuhang was silent for a moment and replied: "Senior, it's not very good. It's not easy for Onion Spirit to practice for three hundred years, but it's not easy to be able to transform into a human form and possess sanity. I always feel like sending her to the Food Immortal Banquet to make a dish. I can't bear it if someone eats it. It's a life after all."

When Song Shuhang posted these words, the group was silent for a while.

"Hey! Wait a minute!" Kuangdao Sanlang made a gushing expression: "You just said that your onion spirit has become sane? Can it still turn into a human form?"

"The three-hundred-year-old green onion demon transformed into a human form?" Beihe Loose Cultivator asked immediately.

"Now that she has transformed into a human form, how can you catch her with your strength? And she was made into fried mutton by you?" Zuiyue layman followed up and asked.

"Isn't it possible? Are you confused by the demonic aura naturally emitted by the onion spirit? Plant spirits can accumulate some demonic aura in at most three hundred years, and they won't be able to regain their consciousness, right?" Snow Wolf Cave Master said in surprise.

Seeing the responses from the seniors in the group, Song Shuhang was confused: "Is it strange that the onion demon turned into a human form?"

At this time, True Lord Huangshan said: "Shuhang, let me give you some common sense. Let me give you an example. Doudou is by your side, right? It is now converted into a human monk whose cultivation level is at the peak of the fourth level. , there is only one step left to condense the 'demon elixir' before completing the stage of 'transformation'. The demon elixir is equivalent to the golden elixir for human monks. As long as it is a spirit, it is impossible to transform into a human form without the demon elixir! It is so difficult for animals, even more What’s more, the plant fairies didn’t even have any intelligence in the first place?”

"The onion essence in your hand is weird." The pharmacist finished the reply slowly.

Kuangdao Sanlang guessed: "Replant her and then observe what is special about her. Maybe...she has a treasure!"

The Loose Cultivator of Beihe echoed: "Or maybe this onion demon has ancient bloodline in his body?"

The seniors in the group were talking a lot, and Song Shuhang put away his cell phone first.

He picked up the 'lamb fried with green onions', thought about it, gritted his teeth and walked to the kitchen trash can to throw it away.

At this time, we can only waste Mother Song’s cooking skills and the 300-year-old green onion seedlings.

Just when Song Shuhang opened the trash can and was about to throw away the mutton, he suddenly heard the footsteps of Mother Song coming from outside - Mother Song had already walked quickly towards the kitchen.

Song Shuhang's action of pouring onions and frying mutton suddenly stopped!

Because his kitchen door has two transparent floor-to-ceiling glass doors, if he dumps the mutton into the trash can, Song’s mother can see it from a distance!

When the time comes, if she can't come up with a good excuse, Song's mother will get angry.

what to do?

Song Shuhang's mind started spinning rapidly.

At this time, Song's mother had already pushed open the glass door: "Shuhang, have you found the green onion root?"

Song Shuhang gritted his teeth, opened his mouth and quickly put the whole plate of mutton fried with green onions into his mouth.

When Song's mother had just finished asking...Song Shuhang had already swallowed the whole plate of mutton fried with green onions.

Song’s mother; “…”

"Mom, this plate is delicious. I finished it accidentally! Hahaha, it's so delicious that I won't leave it for dad and the others." Song Shuhang gave a thumbs up.

Song's mother didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She snapped her fingers and gave Song Shuhang so much force that her brain collapsed.

"Hehe." Song Shuhang giggled, took the opportunity to escape from the kitchen, and quickly ran to his room. Before the food is digested, spit it out first and then talk...

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After running back to his room, Song Shuhang closed the door and tried to use artificial vomiting method to spit out the 'mutton fried with green onions' quickly.

But when he tried to induce vomiting, he was completely stunned.

I can't vomit, I can't vomit it out at all.

His current body seemed to have no concept of 'vomiting' at all. No matter how hard he tried, there was no reaction at all.

At the same time, he felt that his stomach was full and starting to feel hot.

It's like the feeling of drinking hot soup in winter, the heat is burning from the stomach to the lower abdomen. Recalling the introduction of the 'Three Hundred Years of Stir-fried Mutton with Green Onions' by the seniors in the group, Song Shuhang felt that he might be in trouble.

Have I turned the wrong page in my recent life script?

Song Shuhang took a deep breath and returned to the bed.

On the bed, Senior Bai remained motionless, still in retreat. If only Senior Bai was still awake, he could resolve his current crisis with just a few clicks, right?

But now, I can only rely on myself.

Song Shuhang sat cross-legged on the edge of the bed, closed his eyes and began to practice the "True Self Meditation Method", hoping to see if he could digest the strange energy coming from his stomach.

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"Hahaha, if you eat this demon and want to spit it out, no way!" At this time, the onion spirit in Song Shuhang's pocket let out a proud laugh.

It was an accident that she was caught chopping vegetables by Song's mother... But later, when Song's mother grabbed Ba Sui, a sword, to chop her, an idea flashed in her mind and she came up with a clever plan.