The Little Crying Bag Was Poisoned Again

[Double heroines] [The timid and cowardly little sister Li Yi who is frail and weak] [The ghost chef sister Zhu Zhen who has stable cooking skills and dares to cook anything] Li Yi: Sister Zhai, can this be eaten? In front of her, there was a bowl of fried dark vegetables. It was not even clear whether the ingredients were vegetarian or meat. Zhu Zhen: Xiaoyi, feel free to eat. I had already eaten half a bowl before I brought it to you. It tastes very good. Trust me. Li Yi picked up the chopsticks and took a small bite and put it into his mouth. Before he could taste the taste, he rolled his eyes, kicked his legs, and fell straight back. She was poisoned. Since then, there has been a rumor in the sect that Zhu Zhen is the ghost chef of Zhaoxia Sect. If you eat the food she cooks, you can see ghosts at least, or directly see the King of Hell at worst. On this day, Li Yi's health improved and he was walking in the courtyard. Zhu Zhi brought another plate of new dishes. Zhu Zhen: Xiaoyi, Xiaoyi, my newly researched tonic dish contains more than a dozen kinds of precious spirit animal meat and elixirs. Come and try it. Looking at the plate of very beautiful dishes, Li Yi nodded, trusting Sister Zhai again, she will definitely not harm me. This time, Li Yi ate most of the plate without fainting, but there were blisters all over his body that were as big as the size of his fingertips. She was poisoned again. The third time... The fourth time... For the umpteenth time... Zhu Zhen is either cooking or looking for ingredients. Li Yi is either being poisoned or on the way to being poisoned. Finally one day, Li Yi ate the food cooked by Zhu Zhen. He was not poisoned, but introduced Qi into his body. From then on, he started the path of spiritual practice. That night, Zhu Zhi cooked a large pot of dishes with unknown names to celebrate, and the two of them ate... Without knowing what the world was.