The form of currency in various places does not change. On Guanglang Liuli Island, transactions can only be made in gold and silver. Mu Ziyun and Hu Zi are not young masters at first, and Hu Zi is still poor after becoming the head. They thought that they would be able to survive here. It's hard to do anything at all, but I didn't expect that the prices of items here are so cheap.
One tael of silver can buy you a sumptuous lunch in this quite small tavern, but there are too many people eating there, otherwise if you pay less, you can book a room.
It was a mess all around, with people wearing all kinds of clothes sitting in piles around the table. They were talking about how much wine they had eaten today to be considered full, or how much business they had made this time. Newcomers like Mu Ziyun, who had just arrived, Most of them eat with their heads down.
Because there was a girl sitting next to them, both of them were embarrassed to eat. Mu Ziyun took out a pot of millet wine from the package and said with a smile: "There is only one pot left, and I haven't been willing to drink it. Miss Lingdang, do you want a bowl?" "
"Okay, I always drink wine at home."
"Oh? It's amazing." Huzi said, "You are much better than the two of us." As he said this, he stood up and poured the wine into Bell's bowl.
Ling Ding picked it up and raised his head and took a gulp. His cheeks suddenly swelled up and he looked very embarrassed. Looking at Mu Ziyun and Hu Zi, he seemed very anxious. Xu Shi really couldn't help it anymore. He turned his head and sprayed a piece with a pop. . Then he hurriedly turned his lips, stuck out his tongue, quickly picked up a few chopsticks and put them into his mouth, and then he calmed down.
Lingdang's face was a little red, and she laughed and said: "I thought wrong, we are not talking about the same thing. The wine I mentioned is sweet, but yours is spicy, and it burns your throat, ugh."
The two of them laughed and raised their heads and each ate a large bowl. Huzi said, "Miss Lingdang has just arrived here too?" Huzi had never seen Lingdang on the boat.
Lingdang said: "Just call me Lingdang. Hey, it's weird to call me Brother Huzi. Why don't I call you Huzi like him, okay?"
"good"
Lingdang continued: "It was the first time I left home. I originally wanted to go out for fun, but I accidentally got lost. It was the helmsman Hu Na who led me here."
Huzi said while eating: "So you are not very far away from our land. It is only two or three months away at most."
"That's not necessarily the case. Where were there so many boats in the fog? I think it was Hu Na who gathered people from all over the place. No matter what, they were just out to play anyway. They had food and drink outside, and it took a while. I won’t go back.”
While they were eating, the waiter in the store came up to them, pointed to the table where they were eating, and said to another person: "Sir, it's full of people. There is only room here, so you can order as you please."
The three of them looked there and thought, "Hey," little thoughts popped up. It turned out that the guy eating was the guy in black who was on the wooden pole just now. The guy only glanced at the table and didn't look at anyone. He seemed to have lost a lot of energy. , he opened his mouth to speak. He stumbled a bit at first, but after three or four words, it became smoother. He said, "I'll take it away and eat elsewhere."
"Hey, sir, this can't be done anymore. There are rules in the store, and there are rules in the entire Guanglang Liuli Island. Things must be placed where they are, so you can just make do with them."
Huzi glanced at the long black knife in the boy's hand. The talisman with the word "sealed" written on the handle did not look like an ordinary object. It should be as precious as his three-sided sky stone hammer. Huzi Zi thought: "This person floated more than ten feet away with one small step. In terms of instantaneous speed, he should be above Mu Ziyun. It's rare that there are people of his generation who have higher body skills than Mu Ziyun."
Ling Dang leaned his face on his hand and stared at the boy's face carefully. He felt handsome in his heart, but he didn't feel crazy. Instead, he was a little puzzled. He thought to himself: "It's strange. How can I look at this man and be so friendly? Look at him." He looks so cold, why don’t I know how to deal with him?”
Mu Ziyun couldn't help but smile and said in his heart: "You brat, you fell into the hands of me so quickly. Hey, it will be useless if you agree later. I just won't agree. Let's see if you are angry or not!"
Unexpectedly, the handsome boy in black walked to the table, grabbed the empty chair, put it in the middle of the tavern with a clang, sat on it, and said expressionlessly: "Find a big bowl, don't eat too much." , wants meat, the flesh of beasts.”
"Okay, come right away." After a while, the waiter brought the food.
Muziyun, Huzi, and Lingdangmu stared blankly at the boy sitting calmly in the aisle with his legs together, the black knife lying across his legs, and holding a big bowl in both hands. He was not in a hurry to eat, and skillfully took out the water bag from the package on his back. After opening it, he turned it over to face the bowl. What came out was not wine or water, but white and fresh. It turned out to be milk. It was definitely not ordinary milk. The smell It doesn't smell like anything, except for the fishy smell and it's a bit wild.
It wasn't over yet. The boy then grabbed a handful of things from his pocket, threw it into the bowl, stirred the meat with chopsticks a few times, and then started to eat it. Ling Ding covered her mouth and snickered, thinking this guy was so funny. Muziyun and Huzi were frightened. The boy was eating the blood root sprouts raw, and he ate a lot of them. Muziyun in Huzhou ate them once, and one of them cracked all over the body. The boy ate them by the handfuls. After that, he took some out of his pocket and stirred them together. Oh my god, what kind of monster is this!
Some people in the store also noticed the boy. The knowledgeable people glanced at him a few times and didn't pay much attention to him. Those who didn't understand just thought he was a hungry boy who wanted to eat without a table.
Mu Ziyun swallowed back his saliva, turned his head back, picked up a dish with chopsticks and put it to his mouth when he caught a glimpse of the boy eating the blood root and suddenly lost interest in eating.
Lingdang put her hands on her face, leaned over and whispered, "Ha, this guy is so interesting."
"Hey," Mu Ziyun replied in a low voice, "It's nothing strange."
"Huh?" Lingdang saw Mu Ziyun's strange expression. After thinking about it for a while, he laughed and said, "Stingy guy, are you angry because someone is prettier than you?"
"Huh?" Mu Ziyun dropped his chopsticks off the table.
Huzi laughed, patted Mu Ziyun on the shoulder and said, "You really know him. He just gets angry when he sees people who are more handsome than him."
"It's a joke," Mu Ziyun said strangely: "How can he be better than me? Even if he is handsome, it doesn't matter. He relies on his ability to succeed."
"Huh?" Lingdang became interested and said happily, "Have you ever fought with him?"
"That's not true"
"Then you can compete with him later." Lingdang had a harmless look on her face, but she couldn't hide her excitement about having fun.
Mu Ziyun was full of fighting spirit for a moment, and he hummed: "Competition is a competition. I have never been afraid of competing with others." Huzi kicked him under the table. Mu Ziyun was stunned for a while, and accidentally caught a glimpse of the big mouth swallowing him again. The handsome boy with blood roots immediately became confused. After a pause, he said: "Of course, I'm new to this place, so I can't make it too public, right? I have to find a good place."
The bell rang, and he pouted: "Coward."
"What?" Mu Ziyun became more energetic. Hu Zi waved his hand and said, "There will be opportunities in the future. What I want to think about now is to find a place to go."
"Yeah," Lingdang replied, "Huzi is right, I'm too lazy to pay attention to Xiaomu."
"Xiaomu? Why did I become Xiaomu?"
The three people and the boy in black finished their meals almost at the same time. When they left the store, they happened to bump into each other again. The boy was indifferent, and Mu Ziyun refused to give in. Those who didn't know it thought they were acquaintances and were competing with each other.
Walking to the door of the store, Mu Ziyun and the boy looked at each other suddenly. Mu Ziyun's nostrils were turned upside down, and his face was raised with a majestic aura. The boy felt strange again, and felt that Mu Ziyun was familiar. In an instant, he had the urge to speak again. His mouth had already been opened, and it seemed that it was too late to close it again. The kid was spinning his head, maybe because he had said it too many times in the past, and suddenly the word popped out again: "Get out!" Walked away.
Mu Ziyun stayed in place, his chest seemed to be filled with hot soup. At this time, the bell made an untimely pop behind him, which completely ignited Mu Ziyun's anger.
He gritted his teeth and stared, shouting: "Master, if I don't beat you until you are all red with peach blossoms in the sky today, you won't be considered a hero who flew out of Huzhou!" As he said that, he was about to jump over there.
"Hey," Huzi also had a smile on his face, and stopped him and said, "Forget it, forget it, if you want to mess with him in the future, find a place first!"
"No!" Mu Ziyun said angrily: "I can't bear it anymore!" He rushed towards the handsome boy in black.
He shouted loudly to let the kid know who was coming from behind, then he concentrated his martial energy on his fist and punched him fiercely.
The kid stopped where he was, as if nothing happened, slowly turned around and raised his hand. Bang! His fist hit the long black knife, and with just one blow, Mu Ziyun withdrew his hand, took a few breaths of cool air, and secretly blew on his fist. There was a big red mark on his hand, and his bones were a little numb. .
Mu Ziyun wondered: "What kind of knife is it? It's similar to Zuo Zhiwei's Soul Retrieval. It makes me unable to use my strength." Although Mu Ziyun felt it was tricky, he was not afraid. He swung his right arm from right to left, then left his left arm. He swung it in reverse, accumulating a wave of force and hitting it on his mouth, spitting out fire in front of him.
The bell jingled, and he grabbed the lapel of Huzi's clothes and shook it: "Xiaomu can breathe fire!"
The flames were overwhelming and rushed towards the handsome boy in black. The boy still had a calm expression. He bowed his body and put his right hand on the black knife handle. Huzi thought that the boy was going to use his treasure and shouted: "Be careful with the knife. "
Unexpectedly, the boy did not draw the sword at all, but maintained the posture of holding the sword. When the flames were about to approach, he said in a low and powerful voice: "Wudao style, kill!"
Uh-huh! The boy didn't move at all, but the flames split into two. The invisible sword energy cut in front of Mu Ziyun's mouth in the blink of an eye, and stopped just there. Mu Ziyun's mouth was still breathing out. There was silence for a moment, then Huzi jumped over and stood in front of Mu Ziyun. He raised his hand and said thanks, "Thank you for your mercy, brother."
The kid didn't look at Hu Zi, but stared at Mu Ziyun, maybe he was also proud of himself. There was a slight grin at the corner of his mouth, and he lowered his eyelids and gave Mu Ziyun an unexplainable sharp look. He made a very unpleasant sound when he turned around. Clearly, Mu Ziyun really heard it and left without stopping.
Mu Ziyun clenched his fists, frowned, and was shaking with anger. Huzi patted his back and said, "Come on, if you can't beat him, you can't beat him. What's wrong with you? You've never been so angry before when you were abused." Ah, let's go, find a place to live. Just ring the bell and I'll pay the bill."
"Okay." Lingdang jumped to Huzi, "I heard other boat people talking about an inn when I came here. Let's go and have a look." Then he turned around and stuck out his ghost tongue at Muziyun, made a playful face, and followed Huzi. Then he walked north. Mu Ziyun followed him angrily, and after walking a few steps, he turned back and stared in the direction where the boy disappeared, and said sternly: "We must meet again, I will remember you!"
