There was a gold bar nailed to the pillar. When the waiter saw it, his eyes were shining. He was quite snobbish. He happily pulled the gold bar from the pillar, bit it with his teeth, and saw that there were teeth marks on it, and put it in his pocket. As soon as he guessed it, he said: "Sir, you can do whatever you want."
As he said that, he came over to us with a smile and said: "Three bosses, please move a little bit. I will waive today's order for you."
"Free orders, free orders, free orders all day long, are you the boss here, or am I the boss?" A rough voice came, and then a strong man carrying a kitchen knife walked out of the kitchen.
He was shirtless, with a greasy apron hanging on his body, exposing his white fat flesh, and his voice was so loud that it made the roof rustle.
The waiter in the shop took out the gold bar with a smile and handed it over.
When the man saw it, his attitude immediately changed. He picked up the kitchen knife and returned to the kitchen without saying a word.
When I saw that the momentum was not right, I smiled and said, "Brother, how about we move to the yard to eat?"
Thinking of what Zhan Ling told me, I added, "We just came to see something strange. We don't ask any questions, and we don't want to cause any trouble."
The waiter heard this and helped us carry the table outside.
When the young people at the other two tables saw it, they also stood up and said, "We are just here to join in the fun." After that, they lifted the tables and followed us outside.
They and I looked at each other, and both of them smiled slightly, then lowered their heads, each with their own thoughts.
At this time, a single voice came from the store: "Last May, at Jiaoping Ferry, a fifteen-year-old girl died at the mouth of the Jinsha River. Her body was incomplete."
"That's my sister. I promised her that I would take her to see the peach blossoms in August. Unfortunately, there is no chance again."
His voice was low, with a touch of sadness.
At this time, the waiter brought us hot donkey meat soup. Huang Jiu picked up the spoon, tasted it, and said with shining eyes: "It tastes good."
I took a look and saw the green onion clear soup, which was quite appetizing, but I wasn’t sure if the meat in it was real donkey meat, and I didn’t dare to eat it.
The lone guest in the room was still talking to himself.
"In June of the same year, on the north coast of Kouhai, a twelve-year-old girl was murdered by the same method and died on the beach. That was my third sister."
I didn't react on the face, but in my heart I thought he was quite pitiful. Both his sisters died tragically.
But as I listened to him continue to talk, I frowned. He had too many sisters.
Almost a few people die every month.
I was thinking about it in my mind, and when I saw Jin Qiaoqiao moving his chopsticks, I quickly scooped a spoonful of meat into the bowl.
The donkey meat is so tender that it melts in your mouth, so beautiful that I narrowed my eyes.
Compared with the donkey meat in front of him, Su Dazhuang's star-rated restaurant is simply a street stall.
No, it can’t be compared with street stall products.
Because in my opinion, hygiene aside, street food stalls taste better than those in star hotels.
At this time, Du Ke mentioned ten sisters in succession. The two men in the corner finally couldn't sit still. However, they did not take action. Instead, they stood up to pay the bill and prepared to leave.
When the two of them went out, I saw the man talking to the waiter showing his black teeth, and I couldn't help but feel a little bit in my heart.
Those sisters who are alone may not just be killed.
The two strong men in front of me are real cannibal demons.
Seeing the two people arriving in the yard, Huang Jiu winked at me, indicating whether he should stop them.
The blood thorns also started to tremble at this time, which showed that these two people were full of evil and deserved to die.
If it were any other place, I would definitely not let these two people go.
But this is the Valley of the Wicked, and if you take action, you're likely to get marijuana.
Besides, the solitary guest was obviously coming for the two of them, so he had to take a look first before talking.
Just as the two big men were about to walk out of the yard, a sword light suddenly flew out of the room and stopped in front of the two strong men.
There is nothing unique about the flying sword. It is just an ordinary iron sword, suspended in the air and shaking slightly.
It's the sword on Du Ke's table.
Huang Jiu couldn't help but said: "Okay..."
I quickly covered his mouth.
But his voice still caught the attention of the two men, and two fierce eyes immediately looked at us.
I feel the blood thorn secretly. As long as they dare to make any move, I will take action immediately.
After all, in such an environment, the next step is controlled by others.
Fortunately, the two people's eyes only glanced at us, and one of them shouted into the store: "Dogs catch mice, mind your own business."
Du Ke's voice came out: "There are so many things to do in the world, I only take care of what I should take care of."
After Du Ke finished speaking, the sound of wine grapes being dropped on the table was heard in the room, as if he had finished drinking and was about to take action.
Huang Jiu hurriedly stuffed a chopstick of meat into his mouth, looking like he was eating something.
Another big man looked at the iron sword hanging at the door, wiped the sweat from his forehead and said: "Han Yu, our two brothers have corrected their evil ways and are about to enter Buddhism. If you kill us, you will not be afraid of the people of Jinguang Temple." Coming to find you?"
When Jin Qiaoqiao heard the name Hanyu, her eyes almost turned into peach blossoms. She lowered her voice excitedly and said, "He's the little brother from Shushan."
Shushan Swordsman is famous.
However, I met people from Shushan on the edge of Shiwanda Mountain, and the impression they left on me was not good.
The waiter was leaning against the door frame at the moment, watching the excitement as if it was no big deal.
But when the two men mentioned Jinguang Temple, I was a little surprised. I didn't expect that they could transform such a man-eating demon.
What's even more unexpected is that I originally thought that Buddhists lived in seclusion in the mountains, eating fast and chanting Buddha's name, but in the end, they were still saving people everywhere. It seems that what I was exposed to before was still too closed-minded. In fact, Buddhism has always been very active in the big world of Xuanji.
The duke stopped talking and called to the waiter: "Shopkeeper, give me another pot of wine."
Upon hearing this, the waiter swung the towel in his hand, hung it on his shoulder and said, "Here we come!"
The well-timed sound seemed to disrupt the solemn atmosphere.
The two men stared at the flying sword at the door, beads of sweat rolled down their foreheads, and they did not dare to move rashly anymore. The situation fell into a stalemate.
As the sun sets, the entire mountain is shrouded in darkness, and candlelight flickers in the shop.
Looking at the flying sword that was still hovering, I was also quite curious.
Using Qi to control objects is not a profound magic technique, nor is it a special function. It is just a matter of condensing the Qi and attaching it to the object, and then controlling the object to fly in the air through the connection between the Qi inside and outside the body.
But if you want to maintain it for such a long time and still be able to release sword energy, it can be seen that Shushan Sword Controlling Technique adds a lot of things to the control of objects.
I ate a few spoonfuls of meat and took a sip of soup. I wanted to leave, but looking at the flying sword floating at the door, I could only continue to sit and wait.
The ten people at the two tables around seemed to have the same mentality.
