Lin Chou almost spit on Lao Zhao's face. No wonder he looked around and saw that the face looked very familiar. Just tell me who in Mingguang didn't look familiar to that face!
Decades ago, Qin Zhizhen and Shanxi almost single-handedly saved Mingguang. The huge statue outside the three walls marked his eternal status in the hearts of Mingguang people. Lin Chou has rarely entered and exited Mingguang City. You will be confused after a while...
Wait a minute, I guess no one dares to recognize the living person before his eyes, huh?
Well, Lin Chou didn't recognize it, perhaps because the face of the statue that had gone through many vicissitudes of life had been blurred.
Of course, these are not the point. The point is, how come this person is still alive? ?
Lao Zhao didn't wait for Lin Chou to ask, and said carelessly,
"Dead and alive again, how strange is that?"
Lin Chou was choked to the point of being speechless.
"No, there is such a big statue standing, and people from the whole city are paying tribute, he, he, he..."
The blind old man said slowly,
"Based on the situation at that time, Mingguang really needs this hero and this heroic soul with the blood of a leader. Haha, he is more valuable dead than alive."
Before Lin Chou could refute, the old man smiled bitterly and said,
"Zhicheng was indeed dead at that time, and it was not Mingguang who deliberately concealed it, and..."
"how?"
Lin Chou's tone was filled with indignation.
This is more than just cheating.
An entire generation, or even two generations, grew up listening to Qin Zhizhen's story, including Lin Chou himself.
And when he suddenly learned that the hero in the story was still alive, he felt as if his own daughter-in-law had run away with her sister-in-law, which was very complicated.
The blind old man said,
"After Zhizheng came back to life, he encountered great changes. The Qin family almost ceased to exist overnight. He...sigh..."
Lin Chou was stunned and hesitated.
Does this mean that you are treating a gentleman with a villain's heart?
Lao Zhao said dullly,
"That child lives a depressed life all day like a walking zombie. The name 'Qin Zhizhen' has become such a ghost. It would be better to just let a statue stand there."
"Hey," the warlock suddenly smiled.
The sound was like an old bird crying in mourning, which made Zhao Qingcang excited.
"You Gaha?"
The magician said,
"It must be Niu Lanshan. I seem to have an impression that it was Niu Lanshan who took away Qin Zhichen's spirit body and ran away."
The blind old man and Zhao Qingcang were both stunned.
"Were you there at that time??"
The warlock nodded,
"If I were not here, the one who took away Qin Zhizhen's soul should be the one who rebelled against the party, not Niu Lanshan."
Lao Zhao paused.
"I see... It's fitting that I, Old Zhao, treat you to a drink, hahaha!"
...
At night, the gorgeous diamond-like dome of Yanhui Mountain can be clearly seen dozens of miles away.
However, many teams that had just returned from hunting in the wilderness quietly returned to camp outside the Mingguang City wall after observing it closely, with a very short pause.
Zhao Lao Pa Hui's illustrious reputation not only makes them worry about the chastity of the few team beauties in their team, but this behavior of running away is also based on the life safety of all team members.
Old Zhao and the blind old man set up a bluestone table next to Qingquan, with all kinds of ingredients. They cooked hot pot and drank wine, chatting about mountains and boasting. The two of them were hundreds of years old in total, and they were a noisy bunch. Young people cannot sleep.
So Lin Chou led the homeless Wu Ke, the big-breasted sister, Yourong, and the croissant braid to set up a bonfire next to the mountain stream in the back mountain, eat, drink, and have fun - mainly highlighting one attitude.
The Queen of the Night, Huang Dashan, brought Yeluan Yefeng into Mingguang City overnight. She was always worried that her queen mother would be betrayed by the "traitor of Mingguang who was full of lies", so she almost rode the two horses named Xiaohong and Xiaobao. The Terror Bird charges towards Mingguang.
If Lin Chou hadn't noticed it early with his quick eyes and quick hands, it is estimated that the braids and the Terror Birds would have been bombarded by the source crystal cannons of Mingguang Air Defense into three layers of charred skin and flesh.
But now, judging by the look of the little girl with braids, she probably doesn't even remember her own mother's last name.
After drinking a few bottles of ice-cold beer, the half-fingered bumblebee pupae pulled out of the charcoal ash were particularly crispy and crispy when dipped in some salt and pepper, with a bit of rich and sweet butter inside. The yellow color is particularly attractive.
His mouth was full of oil, and he once again came up with the idea of pasting the chili sauce next to the salt and pepper.
Lin Chou muttered,
"You're still here? It's not you who was crying just now..."
The braided man looked up at Lin Chou, his face full of excitement.
"Yeah, but it's obviously delicious! Ah ugh..."
Lin Chou once again witnessed how the face of a cute little girl turned from fair and attractive to red to the point of bleeding, and he handed over the butter and honey that he had already had at hand.
The lukewarm butter and honey had just the right amount of heat, and the sweetness was particularly refreshing. After several sips, the big eyes full of tears in the braids finally returned to their original agility from confusion.
The braid burst into tears and said excitedly,
"Woah ah... knock the chicken once..."
The tongue has become numb.
Wu Ke's face was full of fear,
"This...what kind of hatred or resentment...weeping to oneself?"
The busty sister and Yourong shook their heads repeatedly without saying a word, their eyes full of admiration.
Real foodies are really not even afraid of death?
A huge leg of lamb and several hazel fowls were roasting on the bonfire. On the ashes pulled out from the ham was a pot of slightly rolling otter broth. Buried in the ash heap next to it were potatoes. And the papaya that is about to ripen-the big-breasted sister insisted on burying the papaya together. It is said that it will be delicious after roasting?
Suddenly, Garlic launched a large-scale attack, attracting everyone's attention.
In front of Lin Chou was a black gold abalone that was bigger than the Wandering Demon's face. In the shell, minced garlic was fried in clear oil, then chili pepper, and then some soy sauce and the oyster sauce made last time were cooked.
When the aroma was too strong to be stronger, the marinated black gold abalone cut into large thin slices was put in.
"Gududu~"
Thin abalone slices about half the size of a palm quickly curled up in the soup. After being dipped in the sauce, the black gold on the surface and white on the inside with a hint of light blue quickly changed from light to thick, oily red sauce, red and black inside. The sauce uses heat to cook and activate the meat slices, filling your mouth with delicious flavor.
Lin Chou waved her chopsticks,
"Come on, come on, eat quickly, you'll be old in a few seconds! I'm telling you, you won't be able to chew off more than you can chew!"
Wu Ke screamed in his mouth,
"I'll come, I'll come, let go of that abalone, let me come!!"
However, as the saying goes, a biting dog never barks?
Wu Ke, who was shouting the most joyfully, was slapped by a greasy little hand of the braid in the blink of an eye and flew more than two meters away. He was about to cry without tears.
Wu Ke looked at the oil stains on his clothes and breathed like a broken bellows.
"Fuck...you don't have enough strength to do this...it hurts so much..."
