Chapter 937

Guyan felt particularly fucked.

This feeling of being heard by the party who happens to speak ill of others behind their backs is terrible.

Although he wanted to complain to the shameless villains first, he spoke out in awe of righteousness and scolded the people why they didn't invite themselves in, and even eavesdropped on their conversation.

However, when he looked back and saw who the people were, he unconsciously closed his mouth.

Cao Ziming.

The kitchen god is the first disciple of Tibetan Wenshu and the head of the Contemporary Kitchen God.

Gu Yang is not a stranger to him. After all, he has eaten medicinal meals cooked by others more than once.

Although I paid for it, I still have some feelings.

Moreover, Cao Ziming's own strength is also good. He has reached the peak of imperial level as early as a few years ago. In fact, his strength is equal to that of the kitchen god before he disappeared that year.

Of course, if Cao Ziming was alone, Gu Yang wouldn't seem so uncomfortable. After all, his strength is three points stronger than Cao Ziming, and he is older than him. He doesn't have to give face to this guy who likes to lie in the corner.

But this time, Cao Ziming didn't come alone. Beside him, there was a wheelchair with white hair, dry skin, wrinkled face and convex bones.

More importantly, Gu Yang knows the old man.

"It's Mr. Zang himself. Please forgive him for his loss!" Gu Yang hardened his head and came forward to salute the old man in great embarrassment. "After 50 years, I'm really overjoyed to see him again."

you 're right.

The old man brought by Cao Ziming is the kitchen god himself who has been missing for more than 50 years.

Gu Yang didn't expect that he finally said a bad word behind people. He was just heard by the Lord!

This is unlucky. It's so embarrassing!

Ye Hanshuang and Ling Tian looked at each other at the same time. They didn't expect that President Gu Yang, who has always been strong, would treat an old man who seems to have no accomplishments so politely.

Moreover, from Gu Yang's address to the old man, they vaguely guessed the identity of the old man. While surprised in their hearts, they gave Gu Yang a small look of self-help one by one.

I can't help it. Who let Gu Yang have bad luck? He just disliked the kitchen god, and he just happened to meet the ancestor of the kitchen god?

Zang Wenshu didn't speak. As soon as he came in, his eyes unconsciously fell on Yang Fan who was struggling to wield a knife in the monitoring screen.

"Who is this boy?"

A gloomy voice sounded from the mouth of cangwen book. The breath was weak. The sound was like a bellows, giving people a feeling that they couldn't lift up their anger at any time.

As soon as the words of the Tibetan Wenshu were spoken, Gu Yang, ye Hanshuang and Ling Tian were stunned. They couldn't help looking up to Cao Ziming next to the Tibetan Wenshu at the same time.

Just now, they were still discussing that Yang Fan is likely to have a deep connection with the kitchen god. Otherwise, how could he cultivate the unique family skill paoding jieniu Sabre to such a level?

But now, Zang Wenshu doesn't know Yang Fan at all, so the three can't help but look at Cao Ziming, the head of the kitchen god.

Cao Ziming was a little confused by the three people and said discontentedly, "what do you mean by looking at Cao like this? Should Cao know the identity of the young man?"

"Don't you think that anyone who has practiced the skill of paoding jieniu Dao should be my kitchen god, and I should know someone?"

What kind of logic is this?

The cook jieniu Sabre technique of their kitchen god has also been published for a long time. Many people in the world know this Sabre technique, but few outsiders have achieved success except their kitchen god disciples.

However, few does not mean none at all. There are many personalities in all regions of the Federation. There are always some martial artists who are very interested in cooking. Is it strange that someone can practice the cook jieniu Sabre to the level of entry or even mastery?

Gu Yang's mouth was curled. Except for the people with their kitchen god, who is normal martial arts? Who will be too idle to dissect monsters and play when he has nothing to do?

Moreover, as far as he knows, even if you want to get started, it is possible to dissect more than 1000 kinds of monsters. If you are proficient, it is at least ten times that of the beginner.

How many people in the world can stick to such a boring and cumbersome cultivation method without the guidance of predecessors and certain perseverance?

Therefore, almost all the martial artists or chefs who are proficient in the skill of paoding jieniu Sabre encountered by Gu Yang are the inheritors of the kitchen god.

"He is not a descendant of my kitchen god."

At this time, Zang Wenshu whispered, "the knife technique he used is not the same as that of my kitchen god, or the one I created in those years."

"The knife technique he uses now is much more sophisticated and sharp than my cook jieniu knife technique. I can see a trace of the rules of the road from his knife idea."

"Tell me, who is this young man and who is his master?"

Cang Wenshu's tone became a little eager. Gu Yang had left behind the bad words about their kitchen god.

Now, he is very eager to know the identity of the young man who is dancing and cutting meat in the video.

"Yang Fan!" Gu Yang replied in a straight voice, "he is my freshman of Beijing Wuda, Yang Fan!"

"Yang Fan?" Cao Ziming said in a surprised voice, "is that Yang Fan of the imperial doctor and imperial soul refiner

What a surprise!

In any case, Cao Ziming could not imagine that the legendary first federal doctor and the first soul refiner were still in the same vein with their kitchen god!

Look at his amazing knife skill, the mutton rolls as thin as cicada wings, and the artifact kitchen knife in his hand.

Outside, if he said he was not a cook, but a doctor or soul refiner, who would believe it?

This boy is born to be a cook!

"Yes, it's Yang Fan." Gu Yang's eyes gently swept over Zang Wenshu and asked, "Tibetan old man should also come to seek medical treatment from Yang Fan this time?"

This is a bit of a well-known question. As Tibetan Wenshu is now in such a physical state that he may swallow his breath at any time, if it was not for medical treatment, he would definitely not suddenly appear in Beijing and his principal's office.

Gu Yang asked this because he wanted to remind them implicitly that after all, this is their territory of Jinghua Wuda, and Yang Fan is their student of Jinghua Wuda. If you want to dig people, there is no way!

Don't blame Gu Yang for thinking too much. Look at the small eyes that Zang Wenshu and Cao Ziming can't move when they look at Yang Fan. How can Gu Yang not guess what they think?

And Yang Fan seems to be very interested in cooking. When they meet, they will inevitably have a similar taste. If they are really kidnapped by these two old foxes, where can they reason?

Tibetan Wenshu's eyes finally shifted from the screen and fell lightly on Gu Yang's face.

"President Gu is right. We really came to see a doctor."

"My broken body should have been reunited with my underground brothers as early as 50 years ago. Unexpectedly, I have been living so slowly until now."

"I thought I had no chance to stand up in my life. I didn't want to. When I thought I was going to die soon, I heard that there was an imperial doctor and an imperial soul refiner in the Federation out of thin air. Therefore, I came straight with me."

Cao Ziming also cut in a voice and said, "President Gu, now, can you ask Dr. Yang Fan to come and treat my master? If Dr. Yang Fan is inconvenient, we can go to find him!"

After waiting for so many years, I finally looked forward to a glimmer of hope. Whether it was Cao Ziming or Tibetan Wenshu, I couldn't wait.

Gu Yang understands their current mood. After all, most of the martial artists who come to Beijing these days to seek medical treatment are Tibetan Wenshu.

They have been disabled and abandoned for decades. They will not give up any hope of recovery.

However, Gu Yang simply shook his head: "I'm sorry, I'm afraid I can't do it now."

"You two should also see that Yang Fan is now accepting the inheritance baptism of the heroes and sages in the Yingling hall in our school. It can't be interrupted in a short time."

"So, please wait one more day for brother Zang and brother Cao. When the inheritance is over tomorrow, Yang Fan will be automatically sent out of the Yingling hall."

Cang Wenshu and Cao Ziming's mouth pulled at the same time, and their eyes couldn't help returning to Yang Fan again.

I couldn't help but want to ask Gu Yang.

You call this kind of behavior of cutting meat and rinsing hot pot inheritance baptism. Who is it? Bullying them, haven't received the legacy of the spirit, or what?

In the picture, it took only a few minutes. Yang Fan, who was hungry because of his sword training skills, had put out a hot pot and rinsed mutton. It was delicious. Even across the screen, they seemed to smell the aroma of King level mutton.

Seeing this situation, Gu Yang was also embarrassed and blushed.

Although what he said was true and did not mean to deliberately push and drag, Yang Fan did not accept the inheritance of the spirit at all.

The Yingling Hall of Jinghua Wuda has been open for so long. There are not a thousand or 800 students. No one has ever dared to be like Yang Fan. After getting the qualification to enter the hall, he didn't practice well. Instead, he practiced knife skills and rinsed hot pot.

It's mutton hot pot!

Gu Yang couldn't help swallowing a mouthful of water. Didn't he know that his favorite hot pot was mutton hot pot?