Tang Zhao glanced at the rows of strange gangsters, and when he heard Teng Liang's words, he turned around and said, "What are you doing? One after another tonight? In such a narrow place, you still need to hire a string player?"
Teng Liang laughed and said: "Why are you nervous? Do you think I called you sister? I just asked the old blind man next door to come over to relieve my boredom."
Tang Zhao asked doubtfully: "Old blind man?"
Teng Liang smiled and said: "Back then, those who went around the world to play harp music. Those who lived in shacks at the end of the street were still blind and hoarse in their seventies. They were childless and waiting to die. But the thing in their hands was He's not bad, he was a serious actor back then, so I'm half a senior. Anyway, when I'm bored after drinking, I'll ask him to sing a few verses, and I'll give him some money. You, you."
He ordered two gangsters, threw out a sling of money, and said, "Go and find the old blind man. Tell me that Uncle Teng is here."
Teng Liang also knew that his status was not high enough for people to run errands, but if he went to find him in person and lost face in front of his friends, he would spend money to do the errands. Those two gangsters are the youngest. Why don’t they make money if they have money? Immediately he collected the money and ran out.
Tang Zhao was thoughtful - at least now, Teng Liang still has some affection for the businessman who runs the world.
At this time, the limping old man came over and brought two coarse porcelain bowls. The bowls were full of meat soup, and the white steam rose up and melted into the cold night.
Tang Zhao was a little hungry, so he took a bowl and put a spoonful into his mouth.
Very fragrant, very soft, very rich.
It's the kind of taste that warms your mouth and your heart when you take a big spoonful of it in the cold wind of the twelfth lunar month.
It is a taste that can bring happiness to people.
"tasty."
Tang Zhao praised it and took several bites.
At this time, freshly baked scallion pancakes were served at the back. They were golden in color and had a sizzling sheen on the surface. The "Kacha" makes a crisp sound when you break it open, and the inside is filled with the aroma of noodles and green onions.
Although as a swordsman, Tang Zhao has gradually reduced his need for food, he was still eager to eat such simple and warm food. He ate more than half of the bowl one spoonful after another, and also ate two sesame cakes in one go.
Teng Liang said with a proud smile: "How about this place? Isn't it more comfortable to eat here than in the big restaurants in the city?"
In fact, he has never eaten in a big restaurant, and big restaurants in the inner city are not places he can go.
Tang Zhao nodded and said, "It is indeed comfortable to eat."
There are also delicious food in big restaurants, including delicacies from the mountains and seas, as well as very exquisite dishes, but in this weather, it is more comfortable to have a big bowl of hot meat soup like this. In particular, Tang Zhao has rarely had the opportunity to eat home-cooked food with care in recent years.
Seeing him immersed in eating and drinking, Teng Liang said with a smile: "Don't eat so hard, you'll be drinking soon. Save some more meat soup for hangover. Old cripple, boil a pound of shochu."
He yelled, winked, and said, "You don't look like anything you've ever seen before. You're so hungry. How frightened were you when you heard someone playing the string just now?" You kid—haven’t you eaten meat yet?”
Although he didn't speak loudly or lower his volume, many gangsters nearby were very excited when they heard this kind of topic. They immediately started laughing. Someone laughed and said: "Brother Teng, you can't do it? You're not yet open to pornography at your age? You have to take your brother there." See something. It’s in the Widow’s Alley next door..."
At this time, Tang Zhao finished the beef soup at the bottom of the bowl and suddenly said: "Why isn't your old gentleman who plays the string instrument here?"
His voice was incompatible with the roar of laughter, but all the sounds unconsciously became quieter.
Teng Liang was stunned for a moment, then realized that time was running out, and said: "Yeah, what are you two doing so long? Aqiang, go and hurry up." He took out another half-money from his waist and threw it away. past. The boy named Aqiang agreed, took the money and flew out.
Tang Zhao glanced at the wallet on his waist, stuffed the last piece of cake into his mouth, stood up suddenly and said, "Let's go."
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Teng Liang felt his eyes blurred. Tang Zhao was about to go out, and asked inexplicably: "Why are you going?"
Tang Zhao was a little surprised and asked: "It was late at night, there was no other sound outside, there was a straight alley, two people went out to look for someone, and they didn't come back - what do you think is going on?"
Teng Liang's heart skipped a beat and he said in a trembling voice: "You... what do you think is going on?"
Tang Zhao said in a deep voice: "I don't know either. So - be prepared for the worst. Go out and have a look." He motioned with his eyes for Teng Liang to follow.
Teng Liang's heart tightened when he heard this, and he felt very conflicted and said, "Actually, I just sent Aqiang to see..."
Tang Zhao said: "If two people don't come back, send another person to see it? This is a good idea. If he doesn't come back, what else are you going to do? Calabash baby save grandpa? We are going to follow Aqiang to see it. Let's see what he leads out What's coming?"
Teng Liang stayed with Tang Zhao for a while, but he had never heard of the "Calabash Baby". However, Tang Zhao's words made his heart beat wildly and he felt like he was sweating. At this moment, he felt that the surroundings suddenly became quiet again, and the bustling restaurant became eerie.
In fact, no one was talking around.
Tang Zhao didn't shout loudly, but his words were clear and everyone heard them.
You can't think about this kind of thing in detail. The more you think about it, the more hairy you get, especially on such a cold night.
Is there really something out there?
Everyone was waiting for the next moment when those boys would come back with the old blind man to make a false alarm.
But waiting, waiting, the curtain at the door never moved, as if a weight had fallen on it.
The air was so solid it felt like it was going to explode.
Finally, Teng Liang couldn't bear it anymore, moved his lips, and said loudly: "What the hell? We have no taboos with our blood to protect ourselves! Brothers, copy this guy with me, and let's go and see together."
…
He shouted, but the surroundings were still quiet.
No one responded.
The others were huddled around the table, not looking at him. Only one gangster who was relatively close to him laughed dryly and said: "Brother Teng, let's drink? Why are you causing trouble? It's windy outside and it's easy to get cold. If it's late at night, just drink some wine here and sleep until you wake up in the morning. When the sun rises, nothing happens."
Teng Liang's heart moved, and Tang Zhao said: "Let's go. Originally, we were going, what does it have to do with others?" He stretched out his hand at the door to signal him to come over.
Teng Liang was torn in his heart, and finally gritted his teeth, pointed at the gangsters next to him and cursed: "You cowards are useless at the critical moment. Eat, eat, eat, why don't I kill you?" He finally chased after him.
When Tang Zhao passed by the kitchen, he sprinkled a handful of copper coins into the money jar, made a jingling sound, and said, "Boss, here's the money."
Teng Liang's heart was pounding, and he instinctively said angrily: "What are you doing? Why can't you treat me..." Tang Zhao had already pulled him out.
The old lame man waited for them to leave, stretched out his head to take a look, and thanked them repeatedly. His expression suddenly changed slightly, and he suppressed his excitement and dragged the jar back to the kitchen.
It turned out that among the copper coins in the jar, there was actually a piece of white silver.
This is meeting a noble person!
The two of them went out. Teng Liang forgot about his shrinking for a moment, and said to himself: "How can you pay for it? You treat me on my territory, what kind of person have I become?"
Tang Zhao hissed softly and said softly: "Don't make any noise, let's follow the person in front."
Only then did Teng Liang realize the situation. From a distance, he saw that Aqiang had reached the end of the alley, leaving only small black spots. He shuddered and became a little shorter, and then whispered: " How can you pay for it?”
Tang Zhao fixed his eyes on the target and said: "It doesn't matter, you actually pay for it."
Teng Liang said "Huh?", and Tang Zhao explained: "I didn't bring any money when I went out, so I took yours first."
Teng Liang hurriedly touched the money bag, and it was indeed lighter than before. It was just a handful of money missing. He couldn't help but pointed at Tang Zhao and said: "Ah, you... are such a grandson?"
Tang Zhao patted him and said: "Borrow it for me. You must be treating me anyway. Can I let you embarrass yourself in your own territory?"
In fact, it's not that he has no money, he just doesn't have any change on hand. His luggage is piled in a jar. He usually doesn't need to buy anything, but there is only some gold and silver at the bottom of the box. The pieces of silver were all broken off from the smallest silver ingot in his hand.
He was willing to pay more for this bowl of meat soup, but this kind of small shop was crowded with gangsters, so paying too much would be a disaster. In order not to embarrass his boss, he took some copper coins from Teng Liang as a cover, mixed it with silver and put it into the piggy bank.
Teng Liang snorted: "I think you should learn the hand color trick, your hands are so fast! Back then, there was a thief king who said I had talent and wanted to accept me as his top disciple, but I didn't even go. I think you are more powerful, self-taught……"
Tang Zhao hissed again, pointed in front, and said, "Is that there?"
Teng Liang took a look and saw that Aqiang had approached a shack and seemed to be patrolling outside. He said, "Yes, it's the old blind man's residence. Why didn't you see those two people? This kid didn't go in either. Could it be that he discovered something?"
Tang Zhao said: "Follow me and only step on the places I have stepped on." As he spoke, he walked slowly along the street.
Strangely enough, the street was full of debris, and even the residents who walked this street every day would inevitably step on things. However, Tang Zhao was as comfortable as a fish in water, walking through the streets without a leaf touching him, and his voice was always light and airy. Teng Liang followed him step by step, but didn't encounter anything.
The two of them walked most of the way and were still a few feet away from the small shack. Tang Zhao suddenly pressed Teng Liang and said, "Wait here."
Teng Liang asked: "What's going on?"
Tang Zhao pointed to the room and said: "There is really a situation. You are outside, I will go in and take a look."
Although Teng Liang wanted to show off his strength, he only felt a gloomy wind and said, "I'm outside... what should I do if that ghost comes out?"
Tang Zhao said: "It's not a ghost - Twilight City's formation is very good. There will be no phantoms or evil in the city. It's just that there are things scarier than phantoms. Forget it, since you don't want to stay outside, just follow me. , I should be able to protect you."
Teng Liang nodded stupidly and said: "What is scarier than a ghost..."
When he said this, he was suddenly startled, and saw a light shining in front of his eyes, like sunlight coming from the day.
The light flickered in front of Tang Zhao, turned into a thread and wrapped around Tang Zhao's collar. It gradually blended into the fabric and was no longer visible. Tang Zhao said seriously: "Of course..."
"ah!"
A scream came from the front!
