In early March, it was cold.

On the balcony of the apartment, Yan Qingyue had taken off his coat and wore only a thin shirt, blowing the cold wind in the night.

Even though he was in the long-lived inn, he shouted “I want to live.”

But he really needs to calm down.

Ever since the Evergreen Inn came out and returned home after dinner, he had been in a high degree of calm.He recalled over and over again that everything he saw and heard today was constantly contemplating, speculating, trying to figure out what was going on.

It’s hard to believe, ridiculous, like a dream.

If it had not been for the long-lived inn, which was still floating in the sky, he definitely thought it was a dream...

“Is there really a long life?”

He calmed down and stared at the night sky with doubt.

The long-lived recipe that is suspected to be hidden in the law of long life has been reincarnated into an order of long life, which is being held tightly in his hand.

At this time, he carefully looked up again, the front is the "Evergreen Order" three golden fence, and the back is the image of the Everbow Inn.

As long as you look closely and feel, you will find that there are arcades flowing in them, and there is a mysterious power.

It really holds the law of long life!

"Strange, why are the other words gray, and the three words of the long life are golden?"He pondered it and speculated: "In the Evergreen Inn, it should be the most important thing, even the core..."

“But why did it turn gray again when it became a second form of long-lived recipe?”

Yan Qinghe stared at the long life and thought hard, and he felt that the form of the long life order was alive, and the form of the long-lived recipe was dead.

“It’s not... you want to get blood, do you?”

A moment later, he felt some dog blood.

However, he thought to himself, although the dog blood is dog blood, but with blood as a medium, it is still a more reliable method.

Try it?

He hesitated to come to the kitchen, gently scratched with a kitchen knife, and couldn't help but say: "Sleeping slot!"

Although very careful, the knife is still deeper.

At this time, he quickly put down the kitchen knife, dripped the blood on the long-lived order, and was immediately absorbed.

“Is that blood?”

First the surprise, then the surprise.

He was afraid that there was not enough blood, and simply painted it on the long-lived order, and the blood was immediately absorbed on the long-lived order, and then a golden light flashed.

As soon as the golden light flashed, Yan Qingyue immediately felt that he had a certain connection with the long-lived order.

“Haha—”

He couldn’t help but rejoice, and he couldn’t believe it was really blood-threeting.

“Oh?”When he looked at the long-lived order, he found that under the image of the long-lived inn on the back, his name appeared "Yang Qingyue", and he could not help but be angry.

However, he did not notice that if there was no force, it was slowly flowing into his body.

“The long-lived recipe.”

He silently read in his heart that the order of long life was immediately transformed into a second form and turned into a long-lived recipe.

The original gray "alive recipe" four words, gradually become golden, but also emit a faint golden light, seems to be activated, the heart is even more excited.

He quickly opened the recipe and saw that there were two golden fences on it: the real life.

“The real life?”

Yan Qingyue paused for a moment, a little puzzled, his eyebrows slightly scratched, and asked, “What do you mean?”

I thought for a moment and didn’t know what “real life” meant.

When his fingers touched it unintentionally, it seemed to trigger something, and he understood it.

Find the real me!

He was surprised, he pondered and was surprised: “The real life, that is, to find the real me?”

But how do you find the real me?

That's the key!

At this time, under the golden "true life", two fonts are gradually emerging from the big one: one.

“One place?The real life?”

Yan Qinghe still frowned and speculated: "Is there still two realms, three realms, four realms?"

In his voice just fell, the recipe gradually appeared, a few smaller one of the big.

“Cake in the sky?”

At this time, he was full of eyes, what the hell is this?

In fact, in front of the "pie in the sky", there are two words "main food", but "the pie in the sky" is too strange, suddenly attracted his attention.

“The main food?”

He quickly came back to God and paused for a moment, “Grey again?”

“What the hell is the pie on this day?”

He quickly touched those words, suddenly understood the practice of "falling pie in the sky", and its role, he was somewhat surprised: "The pie in the sky is the staple food of the first place of life, and eating it will have the opportunity to enter the Changsheng Inn..."

Why it is called "pie in the sky", because it really fell from the sky.

Whoever hit it, who may become the owner of the long-lived inn.

He was stunned and couldn’t help but say, “That’s okay?”

“But the pie seems to be very ordinary, and there is nothing special...” He read the pie in detail, as if it were no different from the human practice, not even the raw materials and seasonings.

“Can you make a long-term meal?”

Yan Qinghe was skeptical, after all, the pie practice was too ordinary, so that he could not see a hint of magic.

But now, he can't wait to try it, but the Changsheng Inn is high in the sky and does not know how to enter.

“No, you have to try it.”

He was so itch in his heart that he wanted to know if it was really so magical, so he immediately went back to the kitchen, only to find that there was no flour at home.

“Go and buy!”

When he looked at the time, he found that it was more than one o'clock in the morning, and he couldn't help but say, "Forget it, there is no hurry."

He took a shower and went to rest.

However, even in bed, he still can't sleep, and his mind always thinks about the long-lived inn, the long-lived recipe...

The next day, just as it was bright, he jumped up and ran to pull the curtains, and saw that in the clouds on the edge of the sky, there was a looming inn, and he was relieved.

This is not a dream!

He quickly washed up and immediately went to the market.

In addition to buying flour, I also bought a lot of fresh ingredients, as well as oil and salt vinegar, etc., what needs to be used.

When he bought it, he slacked off.

Because the inn is still floating in the sky, he can't go up.

“Will it come down until it gets dark?”He frowned, as if he had fallen in the dark.

As for going to work, he has no mind at all, so he called the creative director for leave.

With the passage of time, the long-lived inn is falling down a little bit.

While waiting, he couldn't help but make pie at home and noodles, but the miracle did not happen, so that he understood that only in the long-lived inn could it be done...

That's it!

When the sun goes down, the Evergreen Inn has dropped to a height of 100 meters.When the sun was completely down and the sky was dark, the inn fell to the ground.

He walked into the long-lived inn again, full of expectation.

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