latelenovela Chapter 1040
Chapter 1040
This is a monster that feeds on evil things. Fighting evil with evil is exactly what this man does, or rather, his method. Wen E invited him here because she was worried that there would be unavoidable monsters in the copy, so she wanted him to eat them.
As for this Yaksha who was disliked, she was revealed to be a lucky beast, but actually she did not have a clear gender. It was just that people were more friendly and relaxed with women, so she appeared in the image of a woman most of the time.
Amidst this commotion, Wen Ben'e finally let her daughter put down her research and go out. It wasn't as if Wen Benxin really didn't care about her own life or death at all.
Once you die, you will lose your sense of taste and can no longer continue to study food.
"Hello, everyone." A chef, even one with superb cooking skills, cannot avoid socializing outside. Ben Xin maintained a little politeness except at home, in front of her mother, apprentice and close people. She greeted them and sat down at the last seat at the table very familiarly.
I glanced at the cup of black tea and smelled the familiar fragrance. Without even tasting it, I knew it was my mother's handiwork.
"Huh..." Ben Wenxin took a sip of the drink, "It's a little different from usual."
She subconsciously touched the pen but couldn't find it. Then she remembered that she was in a meeting and turned her attention back. "I'm Ben Wenxin, working in the Youth Hall..."
"Ahem." Wen Ben'e coughed and interrupted her daughter's rhetoric with a decent smile on her face. Before she finished speaking, she knew what nonsense this damn kid was going to say!
"Alright, let these three introduce themselves. We finally get together."
"Okay." Ben Wenxin nodded, feeling a little regretful. She wanted to invite these three to try her new dishes. After all, these three looked healthy and should be able to withstand some minor 'side effects'.
"Spiritual Heart."
"Hmph, Banchijia."
"Feng Lan."
"The flowers in this garden are quite nice," Wen Wen'e examined them for a moment. However, she wasn't an expert in this field, so she couldn't tell. Following what the professionals had said, "Could you please pick a flower based on your impression of my daughter?"
Feng Lan glanced at the others. Ban Chijia was a straightforward person. After listening to Wen Ben'e's words, he didn't even look at the others. He stood up, glanced at the garden, and picked a red flower. The center of the flower was a little black, and there were many thorns on the stem, which he roughly and carefully removed. The flower was delicate and trembled even in the breeze, as if it might break at any time. Ban Chijia walked with big strides, but not a single petal fell from the delicate flower. He placed it intact in front of Ben Benxin.
Lingxin first smiled at Benxinxin, as if she was appreciating her expression and appearance, then she slowly stood up, slowly and leisurely looking at the garden as if at will, with surprise and joy flashing in her eyes from time to time. She paced for a while, her gaze fixed on a cluster of pink flowers with black spots, without giving the other millions of flowers in the garden a glance. She touched the cluster of flowers with pity, reached out to pick them together with the branches and leaves below, and walked back briskly with the cluster of flowers in her arms.
Feng Lan didn't know what Wen Ben'e meant. This didn't seem like asking them to compete. She also glanced at Wen Benxin and felt that she didn't look much like in the photo, but her temperament was very similar, and she looked more open-minded.
She didn't think much about it. Since the mother, who was suspected to be her relative, said so and everyone else did it, she might as well pick a flower and bring it back.
Feng Lan's impression of this heart was that of a white lotus with an inky heart. She wandered around the fragrant garden, where thousands upon thousands of flowers densely packed together, blooming in all shapes and colors, vying for splendor. Some were terrestrial, some aquatic, some solitary, some forming trees, some tall, some low, some in large patches, some tiny, hidden in a corner...
She picked a lotus flower with petals that had a red gradient. The edges were darkest, which was pure red, and the middle was lightest, almost white. However, the stamens were not ordinary gold, but a strange black, just like Feng Lan's impression of Ben Wenxin.
Of course, another reason why she chose this flower was that its texture was different from that of ordinary flowers. It looked very "hard", shining with a hint of cold, metallic blue luster.