After the four people asked Gui Hai for instructions, they discussed alone on one side of the room. They were hesitating whether they should tell Guihai about the Death Shadow Pavilion. They met Wu Yin, who was from the Dead Shadow Pavilion, and Wu Yin was dealing with the living corpses that had been gathered earlier... The Dead Shadow Pavilion must have some connection with the living corpse incident. After some careful consideration, they decided to tell Gui Hai about this matter. After all, the boss of Death Shadow Pavilion was one of the Six Paths of Impermanence. Although I don’t know what the relationship between Gaoyue-kun and Kanna-kun is, I can finally inquire about it, and maybe I can also ask about Kyomo’s whereabouts. As for the price the Master of the Death Shadow Pavilion wants to ask the Dragon Clan for, that is not their business. After hearing this, Gui Hai just nodded calmly and said that he understood, without any further expression.
As evening approached, the four of them wandered around Wanlong City for a while. Gui Hai spent the longest time talking to them, which made a few others suspicious, but he had nothing to do with them. The Guihai clan made a verbal agreement with Xie Zhe and his party. One party would try his best to contact Shen Wujun for him. It would be great if he could find out the whereabouts of Jiao Mo, the shark. As for the other party, in addition to helping them with many small favors, he also Agree to find a way to destroy Wangui Zhi for them. In order to keep in touch, Gui Hai gave them an object, which was temporarily kept by Xie Zhe. It was a piece of whistle, white and slightly beige. This is a treasure called a dragon whistle, made from the fallen horns of dragons. First of all, it is difficult to find traces of dragons. Most of the ones people find are old corners where dragons were left somewhere and were washed ashore by the sea. Secondly, unlike deer, dragons change their horns seasonally. Although dragon horns also have strong regenerative power, they may fall off due to external forces, such as fights or unintentional impacts. I heard that dragon horns cut off by some weapons will not regenerate, but these are very extreme examples. The one given to them by Gui Haishi was made from the fork of a horn that he broke off himself. No matter where you are, as long as you blow this whistle, the owner of the horn will appear immediately.
"You can see this thing on the market today," Han Shan said. "The price is extremely high. To be honest, I think most of them are fakes. Because as long as you say that the dragon is dead, no matter how hard you brag, it won't help."
"If it were in my hands, I might have nothing to do so I couldn't help but want to blow it." Xue Miyin said seriously.
"Don't say anything that will cause big trouble."
Now, they walked around the city and found a place to eat. At the door, I heard people entering the store say that the lotus leaf chicken here is unique. Indeed, they could smell a fragrant smell from a distance, which could wake up anyone who was hungry. Xue Miyin was the first to stop, because A Miao kept poking her head at the door of the store and was reluctant to leave. When the others saw her stop, their feet seemed to have been cast by some spell, and they were drawn into the store. After sitting down, they looked around and observed. The decoration here is very ordinary, no different from most stores they have been to. However, the store is always filled with the rich aroma of chicken, and even those who are full will feel that they still have room to eat. In addition, no matter the waiters or the customers in the shop, they are all the same as the pedestrians on the street. Everyone has a red dot between their eyebrows. It’s a statement that, once clicked, makes people feel safe with the other person. Moreover, the guard also told them that if they stay for too long, they must go to a special place to order it again, and they are not allowed to poke it with cinnabar at home. As for whether he stamped it himself, the people in the government can tell that this extraordinarily bright red color cannot be imitated by ordinary people.
The lotus leaf chicken is a little pricey, but since it is a special dish, it is understandable. After all, it is a medicinal meal. The four of us waited for a long time, but the lotus leaf chicken hadn't arrived yet, and the other miscellaneous items were almost full. As soon as the hard dishes arrived, another sentence came to their minds: they can eat more. The lotus leaf chicken is stuffed in a thick bamboo tube. In addition to the aroma of fresh lotus leaves, there is also the refreshing breath of green bamboo. Peel off the lotus leaves, revealing the whole yellow chicken inside, dripping with golden oil. Han Chang took his chopsticks and poked it from the chicken breast. The most delicate part of the chicken was also extremely tender. They were able to easily separate the fat chicken with chopsticks, revealing the white meat, with juices flowing along the texture of the meat on the table. Who would have thought that even hard chicken can melt in your mouth, and even though the meat is white, it is very tasty. The taste of this dish is also quite layered. It retains the original flavor of the chicken to the greatest extent, supplemented by a variety of medicinal materials, but it is the finishing touch and does not compete with the fragrance of the lotus leaves and the flavor of the chicken itself. Only after swallowing the chicken that chews easily into gravy, can you faintly detect the taste of several medicinal herbs, and the aroma of the meat just covers up their original bitter taste.
"I have never eaten such delicious chicken at home..." Ye Lingyu said with emotion.
"I'm going to cry," Han Chang covered his chest with one hand, "This reminds me of the chickens my mother stole for me from the village when I was a child."
Xue Miyin paused for a moment, and the beauty in her mouth disappeared for a moment, leaving a space for her to sigh, "What kind of hard life have you lived?" But soon, the aroma of meat once again occupied her mouth and filled her heart.
Xie Zhe sighed: "I kind of know why they served this in the end. Otherwise, no one would be willing to eat other dishes if they were served at the beginning. If I hadn't really run out of room in my stomach, I would really want to order another dish."
"I can't eat anymore..." Xue Miyin put down her chopsticks with difficulty. She was embarrassed to say that Amiao could smell the aroma of the chicken, even though it would definitely not be able to eat it, but she had already stuck out her tongue and licked the whole chicken. She didn't mind it herself, not to mention she hadn't really encountered it, but if she said it... it might be a little off-putting.
Oh, by the way, Xie Zhe can see it...why did even Mi Yin ignore him? She looked at Xie Zhe with a guilty conscience. He didn't seem to mind, even though he stopped a few times on the way, allowing Han Chang to grab a few more chopsticks... It was okay, he didn't say he just didn't care.
By the time we left the store, it was already dark. The stomachs of all four of them were bulging, as if they were hiding a small watermelon. When I was sitting there eating, I didn't feel much pain, but once my stomach started to digest it, it became a bit unbearable. They took their time looking for a place to stay. Fortunately, there is no curfew here, so we can delay it for a while. Being in Wanlong City always gives people a special sense of security.
There are still a lot of people on the street, but it can no longer be called lively. Everyone is full and full, and the vendors are ready to call it a day. When you get to a slightly more remote place, there are even fewer people. The crescent moon in the sky is curved and small, and it looks very far away from the ground. At this season, the wind is not particularly cold, the tree crowns are gently blowing, and the shadows sway back and forth on the ground.
At this moment, a figure passed over the roof on the side.
Xie Zhe suddenly stopped and stared at the direction where the figure disappeared for a while. Others also stopped and asked him what was going on. Only Ling Huan said: "I seemed to hear footsteps just now, above us..."
After saying that, she turned to look at that location.
Han Chang said: "I seem to think something is wrong. Anyway, I'll go take a look."
Just as he moved forward, he suddenly paused. Friends were a little worried and asked him if something had happened. He took a deep breath, turned around stiffly, and said to them awkwardly:
"I'm so stuffed that I can't walk anymore...let's forget about it."
"..."
The two girls were just that, Xie Zhe's eyes were the most contemptuous. Even if there wasn't much moonlight, Han Chang could still read the undisguised disgust in his eyes. He lowered his voice and said sheepishly:
"Just, you know the temptation of a chicken to a fox is hard to resist."
It was okay not to mention it. When he mentioned it, Xie Zhe sneered, walked past him, and said in passing:
"Do you know how much cat saliva you've eaten?"
Han Chang raised his eyebrows, slightly quickened his pace to catch up, and shouted: "You have to know that animals don't dislike this."
"He turned out to be a beast."
"Why are you swearing again?"
"Does it count to scold birds and animals?"
Xue Miyin looked at the two people's backs from behind with very strange eyes, and frowned. She opened her mouth, wanting to say something, and then looked at Ye Lingquan, but in the end she didn't say anything.
"Have they always been like this?"
"Always like this."
"You worked really hard along the way."
"Okay, okay, hahahaha..." Ling Huan's laughter became smaller and smaller.
It didn't take long for the four of them to find a place to stay. This is a clean small hotel, but it only focuses on accommodation, not food, because the area is limited. It doesn't matter. For them, having a place to sleep for a night or two is enough. They originally planned to discuss whether to stay in Wanlong City for a while while resting, or to set off directly tomorrow. But after they collapsed on their respective beds, no one wanted to move. It's still the same, Xie Zhe and Han Zhang live in the same room, and Ye Lingquan and Xue Miyin live in the same room. All double rooms have one large bed, perhaps to save space. After a simple wash, the candles were extinguished, and the two girls lay lazily on the bed and chatted word by word.
"Miss Ye, I remember you... have a sister?"
"Who are you talking about? I have many sisters above me...or are you referring to Yin Quan?"
"Yes, it's her. I just remembered that your names are very similar."
"Ah, that's my cousin." Ling Huan turned his head and looked at her, "We are actually quite distant by blood, but our two families live in neighboring cities and often visit each other. And because we were born on the same day, we are even closer. Some. The other sisters...are too much older than me, so we can't talk to each other."
"That's it. That's good." Xue Miyin suddenly laughed, but she didn't sound happy. "The richer you are, the less you care about having a boy or a girl. I used to think about it, if I were a boy, wouldn't I need to Being sold. But I don’t want to think about it now. After all, there were many boys in the hands of traffickers at that time. It is estimated that in addition to the kidnapped ones, some were sold by their parents."
"...I'm sorry, I know it's hard to have no money, but I still can't really understand you. To comfort you like this may seem of little weight, so..."
"It's okay, you don't have to say too much. I just occasionally-occasionally think of my friend and think she is also my sister."
"Is there a sister who will adopt you later?"
Xue Miyin did not answer immediately, but turned around and lay on the bed instead. Amiao was lying on her head, so she touched the cat and it purred. After a long time, she responded:
"Yeah. She's nice, but... also very bad."
Ling Quan didn't understand, so he asked, "How do you say this?"
In the night, Amiao's eyes were dark and bright.
