Mighty sound waves flowed in all directions, the waves on the swamp were rough, and ferocious beasts drifted with the current, howling in terror.
That is the deep terror imprinted deep in the blood.
Even though they were ferocious beasts that had turned into monsters, they had no idea of struggling in the face of such a terrifying threat.
boom!
boom!
The mountains shook in the swamp.
The huge ferocious beast that settled under the swamp was struggling, trying to get out.
.......
When a country is about to perish, there must be monsters, and when a world is about to perish, what should we do?
On the way, An Qisheng kept thinking about this issue.
In that sudden glance, he saw a lot of things, much deeper than what he felt when he came to sleep.
This great world is like a star captured by a black hole, falling into the horror of imminent destruction.
In such a time of great terror, he would not be surprised to see anything happen.
"This world..."
An Qisheng's thoughts turned into a sigh.
Then it melted into the wind and drifted away.
.......
The territory of Daqing is very vast. There are 120 large states and 600 small states in the world. The big ones like Liangzhou have a radius of more than 100,000 miles, and the small states have tens of thousands of miles.
The system of such a vast territory is naturally different from the dynasty in Jiufujie.
The Daqing Dynasty was similar to a feudal system, and similar to some tribal alliances in ancient times in Xuanxing. It was not a truly unified dynasty.
Many of the large and small states are simply states within states.
There are many eras that are even older than Da Qing, but they only respect Da Qing in name.
Zhangzhou is such a place.
Walking into Zhangzhou, it is only one state away from Danzhou, but the customs and customs seem to be in another country.
The writing is slightly different from other states, and the accent is even more different.
Walking on the streets of Zhangzhou Fucheng, listening to the cries of vendors and watching the people passing by, An Qisheng slowly calmed down.
All the while measuring the earth, slaying demons, or slaying demons, he could not always calm down.
The end of the world.
These four words represent billions of living beings, those who deserve to die and those who do not deserve to die, they will all die on that day.
But at this time, he figured it out.
No matter what kind of difficulties this world is facing, it is not something he can intervene at this time.
Ouch~
Over his shoulder, the yellow dog roared low.
"Well, after traveling for a few months, it's time to eat some good food and offer sacrifices to the five internal organs temple."
An Qisheng nodded as he listened to Huang Gou's urging.
He took a deep breath, and all the fireworks in the city were flowing through his mouth and nose. When he exhaled, he already knew which restaurant in the city had the best food and which restaurant had the mellowest wine.
At the moment, I walked slowly along the street.
After the achievement of Qi Seed and the gathering of three flowers, every cell of his body is filled with magnetic fields, absorbing the power of heaven and earth for use, and there is almost no need for grains and grains.
However, food and sex are human desires, and he had no intention of getting rid of his appetite.
If you don’t have something to eat, don’t eat it. If you have something to eat, naturally you want to eat the best.
How can people live just to cultivate?
After walking through three long streets, we passed seventeen or eighteen pubs, then turned around and walked into a rather remote alley.
At the end of the alley, there is already a fragrance coming.
This alley is very remote, but there are a lot of people in it. The alley is about ten feet wide and more than twenty feet long, and it is packed with people.
Everyone seems to be queuing up.
"Master, there are too many people! Why don't we get a family instead?"
The yellow dog took a sip of saliva and suggested.
"It's okay. It's not a big deal if you wait."
An Qisheng smiled and didn't care.
"How did this Taoist master know about this Fireworks Alley?"
Perhaps he was bored with waiting, and in front of the queue, a middle-aged man dressed as a scholar struck up a conversation with An Qisheng.
"The fragrance floats ten miles away, and it comes as soon as you smell it."
An Qisheng told the truth.
The scribe rolled his eyes, shook his head and said:
"The fragrance spreads ten miles away is a big lie, but the wine and food in this Fireworks Lane are indeed the best in the world. Not to mention Zhangzhou, even Daqing, there are few places that can match it. This is still too much to say, including Qingdu City, Imperial Room."
This scribe was quite talkative and talked a lot.
Although this Firework Alley is inconspicuous, it is already an old store that has been open for decades, and it is quite famous among the wealthy families in Zhangzhou.
Even the city lord has eaten here before.
It's just that the owner of this shop is quite weird and doesn't allow anyone to take it away. He can only eat it in the shop, so his reputation is not good.
There were people who tried to catch his attention, but they were all dealt with silently.
"The city lord once tried to recruit him, but he was rejected..."
As the scribe said, the people in the queue in front sighed and dispersed.
"Yeah! Another trip was in vain."
The scribe also shook his head with regret: "I forgot to mention just now, Taoist Master, you don't know something. How many dishes the master of Firework Lane cooks depends on his mood every day. It seems that he is in a bad mood today. The sky and the sea are not dark, so he has already Not anymore.”
He shook his head, and the others sighed.
However, although they were all quite sorry, no one made any trouble and they dispersed honestly.
Either the owner of this shop is very powerful, or someone has suffered a loss.
"Brother Lu, don't leave in a hurry."
An Qisheng stopped the scribe.
During the conversation, he learned that this person was a failed scholar in Zhangzhou Prefecture, named Lu Wencai. He looked young but was actually in his fifties.
Beating ordinary people a hundred times is not a problem.
"Is there something wrong with the Taoist priest?"
Lu Wencai glanced at An Qisheng curiously.
Because of his personal experience, he naturally has a good impression of Taoist priests.
"Now that I'm here, I naturally want to have a few drinks before I leave."
An Qisheng smiled slightly.
"Does the Taoist priest recognize this shop owner?"
Lu Wencai was a little surprised.
In addition to practicing literature and martial arts, he loved the taste of food the most. After eating the food and wine in Fireworks Alley, he couldn't stop eating. Whenever he had free time, he would always come here to eat.
"If you don't recognize it, can't you eat?"
An Qisheng walked towards the alley.
Lu Wencai wanted to stop him, but after thinking about it, he didn't take action and followed him.
The owner of Fireworks Alley has a very bad temper and is very clever. He has had the hands and feet of anyone who had been forced before.
It's just that the Taoist priest in white doesn't look like an ordinary person, at least he shouldn't be a reckless person.
In this case, he naturally wanted to follow up and take a look.
Fireworks Alley, the store lives up to its name.
After walking into the store, there is also an alley.
The alley is very small, and can accommodate at most four or five tables of customers, but it cannot accommodate any more. At this time, there are no customers in the alley, and a somewhat rickety old man is clearing away the tables and chairs.
Hearing the footsteps, he said without raising his head:
"We have guests tonight. We will not accept outsiders. This guest should find another home!"
"Why should the shop owner turn away people? We have been waiting for a long time because we just want to have a taste of the shop owner's craftsmanship."
Lu Wencai bowed his hand:
"It's not dark yet. I'll leave after eating. I won't delay."
"I said I won't welcome you, I just won't welcome you!"
The old man still didn't look back. He arranged the tables and chairs and said in a somewhat impatient tone:
"How dare you force me, cook? I'm in a bad mood. If I cook a table of food, do you dare to eat it?"
Lu Wencai was suddenly speechless.
This host, after being driven into impatience, cooked a table of dishes, which caused diarrhea for half a month and almost caused death.
An Qisheng saw it interestingly, so he added:
"Why don't you dare?"
"Um?"
The old man suddenly raised his head, with a touch of surprise in his slightly cloudy eyes:
"you......."
Until the sound came, he just thought someone had come in.
Who would have known that there were actually two people and a dog!
To him, this was simply unbelievable.
An Qisheng stepped into the tavern:
"how?"
The old man's appearance was quite unflattering, with a sharp mouth, thin cheeks, and a mustache. He looked like a rat turned into a spirit. His eyes were dull and dull. No matter how he looked at him, he was no match for a cook.
"Since the guest officer is not afraid, the old guy will certainly not be afraid either!"
The old man threw the rag for wiping the table over his shoulder and walked towards the kitchen.
"sit down?"
An Qisheng randomly found a table and sat down, then looked at Lu Wencai:
"Don't you dare?"
Lu Wencai was stunned for a moment, then laughed:
"The Taoist priest is not afraid, so Lu is certainly not afraid!"
With that said, he sat down next to An Qisheng.
Phew~
The yellow dog also jumped down and squatted on another chair, waiting quietly for the meal.
Lu Wencai was a little surprised. He didn't know what he thought of, and his attitude became a little more respectful:
"Taoist Priest, may I ask if you are a cultivator?"
"Who in the world is not a cultivator?"
An Qi gave him a pointed look:
"Eating is practice, practicing martial arts is practice, and every move is practice."
"Abrupt."
Lu Wencai shook his head and smiled bitterly, but he confirmed his thoughts.
He stopped asking and introduced An Qisheng again:
"The wine and food in this Fireworks Alley are quite good, but the ingredients are very ordinary. There are no delicacies and game. They are all ingredients that ordinary people eat..."
"The ancients have long spread the best-tasting ingredients to the world, and wild game is as delicious as ordinary ingredients."
As he said that, An Qisheng looked at the old man who was bringing wine and food:
"Isn't this pig-killing dish much more delicious than stewed bats?"
The old man was walking by himself. When he heard the word "bat", his body suddenly stiffened. Although it was only for a moment, both the two people and the dog noticed it.
An Qisheng looked as usual, the yellow dog licked his paws and looked at the food plate eagerly. Lu Wencai frowned, wondering what he was thinking.
"Sir, your food and drinks."
The old man said slightly hoarsely, and placed the food and wine on the table.
Lu Wencai looked carefully. A layer of fine black hair had appeared on his palms. When he looked up, he saw black hair growing on the old cook's face and body, and the shadow behind him stretched like a pair of wings. Open.
Bat spirit!
Lu Wencai's heart was pounding, and he was about to stand up when he suddenly felt a weight on his shoulders and sat down again.
He turned his head stiffly,
He saw a withered palm stretched out from the void and patted his shoulder.
Then, an old Taoist with white beard and hair emerged from the void little by little.
