sinovels Chapter 150 Come on, open your mouth! Old Wang next door made all the gods and demons in the yard cr
Chapter 150 Come on, open your mouth! Old Wang next door made all the gods and demons in the yard cr
In the courtyard, everyone's eyes turned to the entrance.
The vermilion courtyard gate had, at some point, opened a crack.
"Squeak—"
The door hinge emitted a groan almost as soft as a mosquito's buzz.
A head was peeking out from under the door, peering inside.
It's Old Wang.
At this moment, Old Wang's weathered face was filled with extremely complex emotions.
Tense, uneasy, and mixed with a kind of resolute determination to risk everything.
In his hand, he gripped a bunch of scallions with the force to crush bones.
Before dawn, they were carefully selected from the barren soil in their own backyard; each one still held the purest morning dew.
He had already given up.
Who am I? An ordinary man, a frail old man living in a hutong (traditional alleyway) on his deathbed.
How could this bundle of earthen scallions, covered in mud, be worthy of the divine table?
He was ready to turn around and go home, to completely extinguish this delusional thought.
But just now...
That vast starlight that tore through the night sky and shot into the heavens!
That overwhelming power that swept through the entire alley made him feel as if every bone and every inch of flesh had been cleansed and reshaped by divine might!
That force completely shattered his hesitation.
He felt that if he didn't do something for this "amazing neighbor," he would live with regret for the rest of his life.
Even if it's just a small bundle of scallions, which might even be considered offensive.
That was the most sincere respect that he, a mere mortal, could offer.
So, he mustered the greatest courage of his life and walked to the door that he had previously only dared to peek at from the wall.
Then, I knocked gently on the door.
"Hey, Old Wang."
Lin Fan wasn't surprised to see him; his expression was easygoing.
"What's up? Why are you here so early in the morning instead of practicing your Tai Chi at home?"
"I...I..."
As soon as Old Wang opened his mouth, his voice trembled uncontrollably.
The gazes of those "gods" in the courtyard made his skin crawl, and every pore on his body contracted.
All eyes were focused on him.
Some are as cold as ancient ice, some as curious as newly born gods, and some are so sharp that they can rip his soul from his body.
He felt that he was being seen through completely, from the inside out, from the past to the present.
He mustered his last bit of courage and raised the bundle of scallions high in the air.
The gesture didn't look like offering scallions; it looked more like sacrificing everything to a deity.
"I...I woke up this morning and saw...it seemed...quite lively in your yard. I was wondering if you were making breakfast..."
"These...these are scallions I grew myself. They're growing alright, but...I just don't know if you'll need them..."
Old Wang's voice grew softer and softer until it was barely audible.
His gaze uncontrollably swept across the courtyard, a place teeming with miracles.
That little tree, flowing with chaotic divine light, supporting a whole universe.
The cucumber vines were adorned with twinkling stars, and each leaf bore the imprint of the patterns of a great road.
He looked again at the bundle of ordinary scallions in his hand, still smelling of fresh earth.
A tremendous sense of shame overwhelmed him instantly.
My actions were too presumptuous and ridiculous.
A beggar, holding a moldy cornbread, was about to offer alms to the supreme god-emperor who ruled over all realms.
It's utterly ridiculous.
However, what happened the next second completely overturned his understanding.
Lin Fan's eyes lit up instantly when he saw the scallions in his hand.
That wasn't just being polite, nor was it a perfunctory response.
It was a genuine, heartfelt surprise.
"Ouch! Little Onion!"
Lin Fan slapped his thigh and stood up directly from the stone bench.
"Old Wang, you're truly a lifesaver!"
He took two steps at a time, quickly walked to the door, and snatched the bundle of scallions from Old Wang's hand.
The movement was somewhat hurried, as if afraid that Old Wang would change his mind and take it back.
"I was just thinking that the cucumber salad was too monotonous in color, and I felt like something was missing. Now, with these scallions, just sprinkle them on top, and the white and green combination looks so appetizing!"
Lin Fan, holding the bundle of "divine scallions" that seemed ordinary to him but were imbued with Daoist charm and shimmering with rosy light in the eyes of others in the courtyard, turned around and walked back to the kitchen with a delighted expression.
Old Wang stood blankly at the door, staring at Lin Fan's back, his mind completely blank.
immortal……
He...he took my scallions?
Not only did he accept it, but he was also... quite happy about it?
An overwhelming sense of happiness and intense unreality overwhelmed him like a tidal wave, making his soul feel light and airy, as if it were about to leave his body and fly into the sky.
Just then, Lin Fan came out of the kitchen again.
He now had a small bowl in his hand.
In the bowl were several pieces of "smashed cucumber" that he had just garnished with bright green scallions, shimmering with dazzling starlight.
"Old Wang, stop standing there like an idiot, come in."
Lin Fan waved to him, his tone enthusiastic.
"It's better to be lucky than early. My new dish just came out of the pot. Can you taste it and tell me how it tastes?"
As he spoke, he stepped forward, grabbed Old Wang's wrist, and dragged him to the stone table in the center of the courtyard without giving him a chance to speak, then pressed him down onto a stone bench.
Then, he pushed the small bowl containing the "Nebula's Creation and Demise Cucumber Salad" in front of him.
"Come on, don't be shy, have a taste."
For an instant.
All eyes in the courtyard were focused on Old Wang.
Those gazes held shock, horror, and incomprehension.
But more than anything, it was an extreme feeling of envy, jealousy, and hatred that defies description!
Fang Qingxue and her three cousins stared at the bowl of cucumbers in front of Old Wang, their breaths nearly stopped.
My heart was pounding wildly in my chest, making my eardrums buzz.
What is that?
That was the "Tao" created by the Master himself!
It is an unparalleled blessing that allows them to experience a surge in cultivation and nearly ascend to immortality simply by being brushed against by the aftershocks!
These "official employees," who have passed numerous tests, are still sitting here upright, not even having the courage to touch their chopsticks.
This old man next door, who just came to deliver a bunch of scallions, actually...
I actually received a "personal gift" from the master?!
This... what an incredible, heaven-defying opportunity!
The twelve Gold Saints looked at Old Wang with indescribable complex emotions in their eyes.
They remembered the Saint Seiya candidates in the Sanctuary who were willing to burn their lives for a drop of Athena's blood.
This ordinary old man in front of me, with just a bunch of scallions, was able to taste this supreme divine object that was comparable to the "origin of the universe" and could directly manifest the ninth sense!
This old man's luck can't even be described as good.
This is clearly a blessing from the entire universe!
Even Ares, who had just used "Wrath of the God of War" to scrub the toilet until it was so shiny it reflected his own frustrated face, poked half his head out of the backyard outhouse.
He looked at Lao Wang, his eyes filled with resentment and unwillingness, as if asking, "Why wasn't it me?"
As for Lao Wang, who was the focus of everyone's attention, he was completely dumbfounded at this moment.
He was somewhat delirious.
He looked at the few pieces of cucumber in the bowl in front of him, which were glowing and emitting an enticing aroma, and then looked around at the faces of those "gods" who looked like they were about to devour him.
His legs were trembling violently.
"No...no, no, no...Young Master Lin, this...this is unacceptable! This is too precious! I...I can't eat it!"
Old Wang, trembling, tried to climb off the stone bench and escape, using both his hands and feet.
"Oh, don't be so polite!"
Lin Fan reached out and pressed him back down.
The force wasn't great, but it made Old Wang feel as if he were being pressed down by an ancient divine mountain, unable to move.
"It's just a plate of smashed cucumber, what's so special about it?"
Seeing that Lao Wang looked so nervous that his face had turned pale, he thought that Lao Wang was just being polite.
Lin Fan picked up the chopsticks on the table and took out the largest piece of cucumber, which was covered with minced garlic and bright green scallions.
On that cucumber, starlight swirled, like a condensed starry sky.
He brought the chopsticks directly to Old Wang's mouth.
"Come on, open your mouth."
Lin Fan's tone was relaxed and casual, with an undeniable warmth.
"Try it, I made it myself."
Old Wang stared at the cucumber so close to him, seemingly containing the very essence of the universe's creation and destruction, and his brain completely shut down.