The red light shines high.
The night breeze blew gently, causing the swaying lights to cast deep shadows on the tall meadows on the left and right.
A few lines of ruts left traces on the loess road at the door. This trail may not be as lacking in pedestrians as Suche speculated.
Looking at it from a distance, I could faintly hear the commotion of changing cups and drinking wine, and the tip of my nose seemed to smell the aroma of stewed meat that was almost burnt. Looking at the dark shadow of the distant mountains behind the restaurant, everything was both real and blurry.
He glanced at the unclear smile on Yin Yang Dharma King's face.
Su Che slightly adjusted the long knife on his waist and stepped forward, his boots stepping on the thick loess road. Lu Bai and Zhu Yi followed him on the left and right.
The paint on the wooden sticks used as light poles has long been mottled by the wind and rain. Four red lights are connected in a string, with the words "hunger of dreams" written on them.
Before Su Che walked in, there was a woman's charming laughter and the slow sound of silk and bamboo in his ears.
Then a waiter with a green scarf on his head came forward.
He had a light pockmark on his face, a long, melon-shaped face, and bulging eyes.
"You guys have worked hard."
Suche stretched out his hand and pushed his chest gently.
"Get away and let someone else take care of you."
His eyes were looking behind him.
The outermost room is a courtyard wall made of wooden fence. Behind the wall is a three-story building, although it looks a bit desolate. But between the window sills, women could be seen walking around wearing skimpy and obscene clothes.
Suche turned his head and looked at Yin Yang Dharma King next to him who was watching more carefully than himself.
This senior has found a good place.
Third Young Master Su pushed aside the turtle man who was waiting in front of the door and ran directly inside.
A cobblestone path connects to the gate of the building behind. There are many peonies planted on the left and right sides. Now that they have passed their flowering period, the green leaves look green.
There is a plaque hanging on the vermilion gate, which reads "Move the flowers and make the moon".
The name is not bad at all.
"Alas, sir, please slow down, don't scare our girl."
The Turtle Man protracted his voice and said in a low voice: "These are all girls from good families. They can't stand being scared."
"You have a good family here? If they were a good family, then I wouldn't come."
Su Che glanced over, and Zhu Yi followed behind and kicked Gui Nu on the back of his knees, knocking him to his knees and half-kneeling on the ground.
"If I ask you to be quiet, just say a few words."
Suche stepped into this place and found that the building was larger than he thought.
The building is divided into three floors. The upper part may be a place for people to rest. There are two spiral staircases on the left and right. There are more than a dozen round tables below. The pretty girls are hugging each of their patrons, drinking wine and touching meat. Touching the meat and looking at it makes you feel very happy.
"Oh, sir, we are here to relieve your anger."
A plump woman wears a hairpin and a green undershirt. Her breast buttons are wide open, revealing a purple pocket. Two thin ribbons are rolled over her neck and tied into a small knot at the back. She is tall and her clothes are tight. He pressed tightly against his flesh, holding a round fan in his hand to cover his mouth, his eyes filled with infinite spring.
"The slave family is here to give you a gift. I don't know what to call you. Our Huayue Tower must entertain you well."
"Move the flowers to make the moon, Huayue Tower, the name is quite elegant."
Young Master Su flicked his finger, and a silver horn shot into the woman's chest, almost breaking her pocket. She clutched her chest and let out a cry.
"My uncle has such amazing skills."
"My other skills are even better. I'll show you later. Let's sit at the table. I'm good at hot and cold dishes. Bring me three fat chickens, four pounds of beef, and two jars of good wine. Then come four kilograms of hot cakes and three kilograms of steamed buns. The steamed buns need to be stuffed. The hot cakes need to be stuffed with mutton."
The eldest sister looked at Su Che as she listened: "Master, there are so many, have you finished eating?"
As we all know, when you eat something, blood will go to the digestive tract. If there is more blood in the digestive tract, there will be less blood that can be used for other things.
In a place like theirs, the food and wine are served in two meals. The first meal is to cultivate the temperament and help everyone create an atmosphere, and the second meal is to really satisfy everyone.
"Have you ever heard of Scarface Liu Yidao?"
Suche snorted coldly: "I'm known for having a big appetite."
There are no scars on your face either.
The girl didn't say anything. She glanced at the weapons at the waists of Su Che and others, and turned around to give instructions to the cook.
A big hand suddenly pinched the soft flesh of her waist.
"where are you going?"
Suche pulled gently and pressed the handle of the knife at her waist against her waist.
"My family, my family runs a shop," the eldest sister said with a smile, "Master wants to find someone to come and have fun with, slave, go..."
"I especially like this one with the sheep's head on it but not the meat. It's a real meat seller, so I won't eat it."
Su Che pulled her like this, and the two of them sat at the round table together. Su Che found a round stool and sat down, but he was willing to use it as a human chair. He put the woman on his lap and helped her with one hand. Massage it carefully.
However, an ignorant person came, and the woman secretly bit her silver teeth into pieces, but this guy was quite strong, so he wanted to stay and enjoy it all to himself afterward.
The woman waved her hand gently, beckoning the turtle slaves around her to help with the decoration.
Lu Bai and Zhu Yi sat down next to Su Che, while Dharma King Yin Yang looked around curiously and said to Mr. Turtle below.
"My eldest brother likes to be more unique, but he is not taboo about meat and vegetables. Please let the girls come up."
The old guy smiled and said: "As for the remaining two brothers, they are not good at women, so there is no need to arrange it."
The turtle slave stared blankly at Su Che sitting there. He was quite shocked at first, but when he heard the words of Dharma King Yin Yang, he secretly screamed.
If it's not good for women, what's good about it?
Gui Nu looked at Lu Bai and Zhu Yi with some caution, and found that the two men looked at Yin Yang Dharma King with rather unkind eyes.
He must have accidentally revealed their secret, which made them unable to get off the stage.
The turtle slave thought for a while and quickly resigned.
Not long after, turtle slaves wearing green hats and blue clothes came up one after another, bringing several plates of cold dishes, a large bowl of stewed pork knuckles, and a fried braised fish. As for Su Che, The chicken and beef that were ordered were also cut and served together.
"The hot cakes and steamed buns have been arranged, but they may not be ready yet."
The turtle slave looked at the woman in Su Che's arms carefully.
"I wonder if I can let Madam Miao go first..."
Suche glanced at the dishes on the plate.
"You run this black shop?"
The wonderful lady's eyes widened, and she rubbed the two ripe peach-like petals on Suche's legs.
"Master, please don't accuse a good person unjustly. How can there be such a shady shop like ours? Even the proprietress is involved."
Mr. Su smiled noncommittally.
His eyes scanned the surrounding fellow members one by one.
There are seven tables in the hall on this floor, and there are people sitting at each of them. They all look like men and women with red faces and red ears. I touched my sister's flesh and took a bite of side dishes to relieve my tiredness.
Everyone was very involved and didn't care about the scene here.
There was only one scholar sitting there, drinking sips of wine, and a beautiful woman sat next to him.
"To call a black shop, you don't have to have a black heart. A shop that sells a few human meat buns is considered a black shop."
Suche took out a piece of silver from her waist and put it under her skirt.
"Let's just say that little brother, all his energy and ambitions have been wasted here. Isn't this considered bad?"
Suche's voice was neither loud nor quiet, and the other tables seemed not to notice it. Only the scholar raised his head and glanced at Su Che indifferently, then lowered his head and continued drinking.
Mrs. Miao felt that Su Che's hand was like a swimming fish. She could neither hide nor catch it.
While she was panicking, she suddenly remembered a roar outside.
"Which shameless woman dares to touch me?"
But he saw a powerful man walking out the door with a machete in his hand, a red flower on his temple, his upper body naked, and tattoos showing a picture of a tiger and a peony exposed between his knotted muscles.
Behind the big man, there were five or six turtle slaves holding sticks and iron rulers. Since ancient times, only women have been able to do this kind of flesh and blood business. There have to be such spineless men who act as turtles and thugs at the same time.
When he saw Su Che, he took out the machete from his waist and slashed at Lun Yuan.
"If you dare to play with women to your mother's head, you are seeking death."
Suche glanced at Yin Yang Dharma King.
This drama is a bit much.
Su Che raised the wine glass in his hand and flicked it in the air. The wine glass hit the big man's mouth right on the tiger's mouth, knocking the machete in the man's hand to the ground.
"With your little ability, you come to fight with me? Did you know that I also have a name called Ghost Slayer?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a sword flashed from Su Che's waist.
Now Young Master Su has reached the level of Cardinal Dingding, and his whole body's energy and spirit are integrated into one place. There is no need to practice any swords, guns, swords and halberds. As long as he uses them, he will be effective, just like a martial arts expert who has practiced for many years.
After all, ordinary martial arts practitioners only pursue "the ultimate in human power", and Mr. Su is already half a god.
Using the way of heaven to control the way of martial arts is just something you can pick up at your fingertips.
The big man's eyes blurred and he felt a little cold on his face.
After taking a closer look, there were actually a few drops of blood rolling down his face.
He looked at Liu Yidao sitting on the table, but he couldn't see clearly how he used the sword.
I was surprised and happy at the same time. Today was a big feast.
"Master, your face."
"What's all the fuss about?"
When the quick-responsive Turtle Slave reminded him, he was quick enough to fetch a bronze mirror.
The big man leaned over and took a look. At some point, Su Che had made two separate wounds on the left side of his face with a knife. They looked like an "eight" when combined.
"You keep calling, and if you call again I'll add a king to your other side." Suche took off the long knife from his waist and slowly put it on the table.
"If you keep bothering your grandpa and playing with your mother, I'll give each of you a green turtle patch on your head that can't be washed off."
