"Bastard." Peng Bai shouted, and he used the whirlwind sword technique very naturally.

The whirlwind knife technique is a knife technique specially customized for kitchen knives. It is naturally understandable to use it in attacks, but using a common big knife on the battlefield to use the whirlwind knife technique would be very exaggerated. If Peng Bai hadn't stretched his arms desperately and the flying big knife was enough for Peng Bai to kill himself N times without others taking action.

"Tornado Sword Technique? Are you a chef?" The prime minister of Tang finally retreated this time, not because of Peng Bai's messy Technique, but because of the profession that Peng Bai is engaged in.

"Nonsense, have you ever seen someone else use kitchen knives?" Peng Bai stopped panting and cursed.

"Really?" Tang Shixiang seemed to have thought of something, and was stunned for a moment. At this moment, the ghost police took out something, then quickly pointed at Tang Shixiang and hooked his fingers.

With a loud "Table" sound, Peng Bai's ears were almost deafened by the loud noise.

Tang Shixiu covered her chest and looked at the ghost messenger Zhao Fengyun in disbelief.

"Damn, it's so irritating! Can ghosts have guns? When will an atomic bomb come out? Not all living people have turned into ghosts!" Peng Bai turned around and shouted in his heart.

"Catch him." Zhao Fengyun turned the pistol in his hand very casually and blew the air into the muzzle.

The ghost messengers stepped forward and tied the Tang Dynasty minister to a solid shape, which looked similar to a dumpling, especially the Tang Dynasty minister's feet were connected by a very thick chain. Even if the Tang Dynasty minister was fast, he would probably not be able to run away with these things now.

"Haha! Thanks to you, brother this time. If you hadn't stunned him, I don't know when my gun would be fired!" The ghost messenger Zhao Fengyun said to Peng Bai with a smile.

"Uh! Will he not die if he is shot?" Peng Bai asked strangely. According to human theory, those who are shot, especially those who are shot in the chest, will definitely die if they are not treated in time. This has nothing to do with the strength of life.

"Ghosts cannot die. Even if you cut ghosts into countless slices, they will not die. Ghosts only have three ways to go. One is to reincarnate, two is to live in the ghost world, and three is to be imprisoned in hell and never be reborn. The sorrows mentioned in the novels are actually to directly kill ghosts into hell." Zhao Fengyun explained to Peng Bai with a smile.

"Oh! Did you get the gun from there?" Peng Bai asked the question that troubled him.

"This? Haha! This is a gun! In fact, it is a tool to use the principle of a gun to fire the magic spell. That magic spell is very rare! You will know in the future." Zhao Fengyun smiled.

Peng Bai rolled his eyes. It was not his turn to think about this kind of thing. In this society, guns can only be seen in museums or TV.

"Brother, I will report your help to you truthfully. Just wait and receive the prize! Okay, take it away." Zhao Fengyun patted Peng Bai's shoulder and said.

"Wait." Peng Bai said in unison with Tang's princess who were tied into rice dumplings, but Peng Bai's voice was loud, while Tang's princess' princess' princess's voice was very weak.

"What's the matter?" Zhao Fengyun asked strangely.

"My kitchen knife is gone. How can you let me do it in the future? You can meet the opportunity to be a kitchen knife every day?" Peng Bai picked up his kitchen knife that was broken into two pieces and shouted aggrievedly.

A kitchen knife is a matter for chefs to make a living. Without a kitchen knife, it is like soldiers on the battlefield without weapons. Can Peng Bai use his hand to cut vegetables? Of course, it is not possible.

"This is simple." Zhao Fengyun smiled and took the two kitchen knives in Peng Bai's hand, recited a spell, and then combined the two kitchen knives and became a complete kitchen knives again.

"That's all." Zhao Fengyun handed the kitchen knife back to Peng Bai.

"What can you do? The weight is wrong, it's much lighter! And you see, you're too rough!" Peng Bai said without saying that there was a crack on the surface of the kitchen knife, and the blade was not as smooth as before.

"Uh! That's it!" Zhao Fengyun looked at Peng Bai awkwardly. Zhao Fengyun still knew about the knife. The kitchen knife had a soul. Just now, Tang Shixiang cut Peng Bai's kitchen knife into two halves with one knife, and the knife soul of the kitchen knife disappeared. Although it was synthesized into a kitchen knife again, because the knife soul was gone because of the lack of the knife soul, this kitchen knife could basically be said to be useless. Of course, ordinary people can't see it, but Peng Bai was able to distinguish the difference between the synthetic knife and the kitchen knife he used before from the weight of the kitchen knife he often used.

"Just put the soul of the broken jade knife in your kitchen knife." The prime minister Tang said when both sides were most embarrassed.

"Yes! This is a good idea." Although Zhao Fengyun has been a ghost for hundreds of years, his reckless personality has not changed much. He did it as soon as he said that, and directly picked up the soul of the broken jade knife held by another ghost kid, pressed it on the kitchen knife in Peng Bai's hand, and got it done.

The kitchen knife began to change in Peng Bai's hands. In Peng Bai's experience's eyes, the blade body of this kitchen knife, which was only slightly larger than other kitchen knives, began to become smoother, and the obvious broken mark quickly disappeared, and the blade body changed from wide and thick to grow a piece higher than before. Although it only grew a little, it destroyed the image of the entire kitchen knife.

Immediately afterwards, the kitchen knife became slightly narrower from its original width. If it was fifteen centimeters high, it would now be only ten centimeters high at best. Moreover, the kitchen knife became thinner than before, and the color became much brighter from its original thick metallic color.

"This, is this a fucking kitchen knife?" Peng Bai scolded depressed when he saw the inappropriate one in his hand. He said it was a kitchen knife but not as generous as a kitchen knife. He said that it was a knife used by ancient soldiers and was several times shorter.

Indeed, a good kitchen knife turned into what it is now, which is indeed very difficult for Peng Bai and a chef to accept.

"Well, brother, you can deal with it first, that, um! In this way, when you encounter an opportunity, buy another one, and when you go to the ghost world, I will reimburse you." Zhao Fengyun said in embarrassment, then secretly glanced at the Tang star who was like Zongzi, and said in his heart that he had to repair this guy who had a ghost idea after he went back. There was nothing wrong with the useless knife, and it was not easy to make a kitchen knife! But giving Peng Bai hope and making Peng Bai desperate, which was really unreasonable.

"For dealing with it? Do you think this is a toothpick? For taking it? A kitchen knife is not a disposable item. How do you ask me to deal with it? Cut it into diced? Cut it into pieces?" Peng Bai stopped doing it. How could such a thing besides it! It's easy to say, good guy, you can just say it's not your thing!

"Well, brother, look..." Zhao Fengyun really had no choice. If Zhao Fengyun or did whatever he wanted, the scholar came from him when he met a soldier. But now Zhao Fengyun is a ghost, and he is a law-abiding ghost, so things cannot be done the same as when he was alive. He has to discuss it.

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Chapter completed!