Let Go Of That Primordial Man

After 7:30 in the evening, the sky in the Kingdom of God finally turned completely dark.

Then, a huge full moon, which was more than ten times larger than the lower world, slowly rose from the sky; the bright and soft moonlight illuminated the ground extremely clearly.

In other words, as long as there is moonlight in the sky, there is no need to light up lights at night in the Kingdom of God.

Moreover, the temperature above the Kingdom of God has always been maintained at a warm temperature of around 18 to 20 degrees due to the existence of a huge control array.

With the strong physical fitness of the gods, there is no such thing as making a fire to keep warm.

But before it got dark, Mr. Niu still ordered his cheap apprentice Xiao Fan to pick up a lot of dry firewood around the valley.

Once it got dark, Mr. Niu used the firewood to build two large bonfires in the valley.

The purpose of setting up the bonfire was naturally not for lighting, let alone for warmth; it was because Mr. Niu felt that he had just arrived and had to speed up and integrate into the surrounding environment.

If you follow the normal routine and slowly behave in a low-brow manner, and slowly gain favor among the people around you, how long will it take?

Mr. Niu lacks nothing now, the only thing he lacks is time.

And if you want to build relationships with the seniors of the Zixiao Sect, what better way to achieve this goal than by holding a dinner party where everyone can eat and drink together.

The example of the god Tao Zhu tells Mr. Niu that the stomachs of these gods are indeed very strong.

Even if they don't eat or drink for a long time, it has no actual impact on them; but they are still very eager for delicious food.

Even, due to their long lives, their desire for this kind of thing is often stronger than that of mortals.

This is a very gratifying thing for Mr. Niu, who carries a large number of spices, condiments, and even food additives in his portable space...

It's said to be a dinner party, but to put it bluntly, it's just a barbecue and stew dinner.

It's not that Mr. Niu doesn't want to make this event more grand, but he can't keep busy by himself.

Even with the free labor of Xiao Fan, this cheap and cheap apprentice is just busy doing hard work.

After lighting the bonfire, Mr. Niu skillfully found several large grills and placed them on the edge of the bonfire.

Then, large pieces of animal meat were put on the grill, and then it was left to Xiao Fan to turn them over, brush them with oil, salt, and various seasonings.

Mr. Niu once again found two large pots from his portable space.

First, we built two earthen stoves by dividing three times, five times, and two times, and burned the firewood in the two earthen stoves vigorously.

Then, Mr. Niu filled the big pot with half a pot of water; there was no time to wait for the water in the pot to boil, and Mr. Niu began to operate extremely skillfully.

Big bags of bulk instant noodles, canned braised pork full of fat, and the expired canned luncheon meat that is absolutely indispensable at times like this.

Master Niu filled up the remaining space of the two large pots.

Soon, the edible additive that came from the modern plane and was hated and criticized by countless people was heated in the thick soup.

For the first time in this world, in the Kingdom of God, which is the highest and the highest, an extremely alluring smell is exuding...

Originally, when Master Niu invited him in advance during the day, these seniors of the Zixiao sect were obviously very willing to do so. However, they seemed to have reluctantly agreed after a lot of pushback due to their own identity.

After all, among these only dozens of people.

Among them, there are as many as eight successive leaders of the Zixiao Sect; as for the elders and supreme elders, there are even more. Naturally, you need to be more reserved in front of these two juniors.

However, from the moment Master Niu started working.

He could feel many fiery eyes, faintly looking over from the thatched cottages everywhere.

When the alluring fragrance rose, these eyes were already terrifyingly hot; even the sounds of swallowing saliva floated in the night wind.

It fell into Master Niu's ears, and it was quite obvious.

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Little friend Netherworld, I'm here to give you a big toast and thank you for the delicious food you brought. An old man who smelled of alcohol walked over unsteadily and raised the wine jar in his hand towards Master Niu.

After hearing this, Mr. Niu quickly raised the wine jar in his hand to signal, and then took a big gulp.

no way! Mr. Niu has forgotten the name of the old guy in front of him.

However, he still remembered one thing quite clearly. The old man was the sixth generation leader of the Zixiao Sect, which was higher than Mr. Niu's generation, at least as much as two fingers.

So no matter what, the necessary respect must still be there.

Similarly, the sixth-generation leader also took a big gulp of alcohol-rich burnt knife out of his can.

Then before Mr. Niu could say anything, the old guy had already raised his head and fell over, drunk...

It was already late at night, and Mr. Niu had experienced this kind of toast countless times.

Even with his drinking capacity that instantly beat everyone present, he still felt a little drunk. He looked at everyone present and saw that most of the people present were already drunk.

Of course, among the many people present, not everyone is a drinker.

There were still seven or eight people, but after just drinking a little bit of Shaodaozi, they put down the wine jar; however, this did not stop them from eating and drinking vigorously.

For example: the person who is said to be the founding disciple of Zixiao Zhenren and the second-generation leader of Zixiao Sect.

This big shot in the Zixiao sect, who was only inferior to Zhenren Zixiao, occupied a large pot all by himself; holding a pair of long chopsticks in his hands, he kept picking out the plump braised pork in the pot to eat.

From time to time, he would take a bite of the roasted beef shank in his hand.

Or, just use a big spoon in the pot to scoop a big spoonful of soup into the pot; regardless of how hot the soup is, drink it in your mouth with a face of intoxication.

Even though he has never tasted it, Mr. Niu is very clear that the soup must be full of instant noodle seasoning packets, which has a very strong taste.

In response to this, Mr. Niu started to tremble a little: How hard must the life of the Zixiao sect be to make such a big shot become so greedy...

Just as Mr. Niu was thinking about it, a burst of sound broke through the air.

Master Niu heard the sound and looked around, only to see that Master Zixiao had finally finished working outside and returned to their station.

Seeing that his disciples looked like this, Master Zixiao's expression was quite wonderful.

On the one hand, she probably felt that these disciples were eating and drinking like this, which really made her feel quite embarrassed and angry.

On the other hand, Zixiao's throat was involuntarily swallowing hard.

It is obvious that even the founder of the Zixiao Sect cannot control himself when it comes to food additives in the modern dimension.

In the night breeze full of the scent of instant noodles, the cold expression of Zixiao Zhenren was instantly filled with the touching breath of life.

At this moment, in the eyes of Mr. Niu, Master Zixiao was no longer the lofty patriarch, nor the alluring fairy lady; but the familiar senior sister with the hem of her school uniform flying in the air.

By some mistake, Mr. Niu walked towards Zhenren Zixiao.

On the way, I happened to hold in my hand the leg of lamb that Xiao Fan had carefully roasted for a long time and just planned to eat.

Then, this guy grabbed the waist of Master Zixiao very smoothly, and handed the leg of lamb in his hand to Master Zixiao's mouth; he said softly: You are hungry! Come and eat some...

Perhaps it was an unprecedented encounter that made Master Zixiao fall into an obvious sluggish state.

She actually forgot about the attack for a moment, but subconsciously followed Master Niu's words and bit off a piece of the lamb leg next to her mouth.

Then, when she realized something, the extremely delicious roast lamb had entered her mouth.

Maybe it was because of the rare delicious food, or the warm embrace that he had never experienced before, that made Master Zi Xiao feel weak for a rare time.

While she kept sipping the mutton, she comforted herself in her heart: This is just a little brat-like act of a younger generation showing intimacy to their elders; it has absolutely nothing to do with the relationship between men and women.

This is indeed the case! It seems to be true.