"Senior is really knowledgeable! Comparing it with Lu Shu, that guy's tiger stripes match up, but there is no red tail, and Lu Shu has a horse body and no tiger claws. And this cry..."
Qi Jingzhi muttered: "That guy can roar like a tiger, and he can also make a horse's cry, but his sound is not like a drum like that of Pi, nor like a ballad like that of Lu Shu. It is indeed paradoxical, and it is similar to both of the two strange beasts." There is a huge difference."
He paused, subconsciously clenched his left hand, and finally couldn't help but ask: "I just dare to ask senior, what is the meaning of "the descendants of Pei Zhi Yi"? "
Qi Jingzhi asked this question because the tone of this sentence was quite similar to that of the small bronze mirror. If he had let the mirror refine that guy, who knows what kind of comment he would have given?
In addition, he was also really curious. After all, Lu Shu was a strange beast that looked like a horse. If there was no small bronze mirror to refine, how could he wear it on his body?
"Ha! There is a saying in "Illustrations and Praises" that the beasts of deer and Shu are like horses and tigers. Their heads are singing, they are straightening their feet and flying in the crowd. They wear their fur and have descendants like clouds."
The lame and mangy old Taoist explained with a smile: "Perhaps the predecessors saw Lu Shu commanding a huge group of people, rushing and gathering like clouds, and they hoped that they could have as many children and extended family as Lu Shu. Wearing his fur was a thought. It’s just a thought, it can’t be taken seriously.”
"As for the strange beast under the wall, in addition to the trace of good blood it brought from its mother's womb, it seems to have been contaminated with many golden evil spirits and tiger evil spirits at the same time. It must be a master who has no taboos and dares to put anything in his mouth. .”
"Hey! He eats so recklessly and doesn't explode to death. It's a blessing. There's only one in the world like him! So even though I'm greedy, I'm afraid of death, and I don't want to commit such a sin! "
"That's it." Qi Jingzhi nodded, feeling suddenly enlightened.
According to Yi Cheng and Wei Bao from Beimen Station in Zhao'an County, the black and white tiger-striped beast has only begun to appear in recent years. In addition to eating humans, it will eat all kinds of domestic animals, large and small.
Now that I heard what the old man said, it seemed that in addition to domestic animals, that guy also ate a lot of amazing things in the wild.
Thinking of this, Qi Jingzhi smiled and said: "That guy has been galloping around Jiuzhen County recently, chasing dogs and chasing chickens, making the people restless. It was only by chance that the junior subdued him. He must have been there before. There must be some adventure in the mountains and fields."
"Oh? You're in luck! It seems to me that it's very perceptive, and it doesn't have any blood evil in it. It's just that it was raised and cooked since childhood. Didn't you think it was the only one who surrendered?"
The lame and mangy old man was a little surprised. He couldn't help but take another look at the black and white tiger-striped beast. He was so frightened that the man was excited again: "But it's a coincidence, old man, I happen to have something I want to find out about a local snake like it. Don’t worry, I’m just asking a few words and won’t hurt your precious mount.”
Qi Jingzhi was slightly startled when he heard this. He was really curious about how the other party was going to get information from a strange beast that couldn't speak human words. He immediately shook his head and said with a smile, "Senior, please do it!"
"Ha, I'll thank you first!" The lame and mangy old man thanked him very politely, but he was not in a hurry to go to the base of the wall to ask questions, and continued to concentrate on fixing the cow's head in his hand.
At this time, he had plucked the fine hair off the cow's head, but he was still uneasy and was still checking it over and over again.
Seeing this, Qi Jingzhi couldn't help but sigh: "Senior, you really go to great lengths just to have a bite to eat."
But the old lame and mangy Taoist laughed: "What's this? In order to learn how to make this dish, I spent several days in the monk's kitchen at Lianxing Temple in Yangzhou!"
"Monk chef? Buddhists actually eat meat and fish, and even prepare beef heads in the back kitchen?" Qi Jingzhi found it hard to believe.
"They don't make cow heads..."
The lame and leprous old man immediately shook his head, and then a narrow smile appeared on his face: "They use squid! Some are boiled and some are steamed, but the most authentic one is grilled."
"At first, it was just the young monks who secretly cooked and ate it. As time went by, word spread that even regular customers who were willing to pay a lot of money could enjoy it."
"By the time the young monk who invented this dish became an old monk, the whole grilled pig head of Liansheng Temple would have become popular throughout the state."
"As the saying goes, when the first spring thunder strikes, the mountains are filled with new things.
The bamboo shoots are jade-like. When buying rice to go with boiled pork belly, don’t ask the cook or the old monk! "
Qi Jingzhi couldn't help laughing, but he couldn't help but asked doubtfully: "Since you can ask the old monk, why does the senior still hide in other people's kitchens and learn secretly?"
Hearing this, the lame and leprous old man quickly turned his head and glared at Qi Jingzhi as if he were a fool. Then he pointed at the inconspicuous gray robe on his body and said angrily: "What else can be done? What if we are not a wealthy pilgrim, especially a Taoist priest?"
"When I went to Lianxing Temple to sincerely ask for advice on how to cook this dish, the monks looked at the dishes being served. One or two of them first said that this was not the case, and then said that they would only cook it and not eat it. When you are in a hurry, you clasp your hands together and shout the Buddha's name. When you open your mouth or shut up, you can only say "My Buddha is merciful and merciful." It is true that women are very cunning! 》Chinese website
Hearing that although the old Taoist had some resentment towards the monks, his words were conclusive and did not sound like nonsense. Qi Jingzhi could only sigh that the world is so big and there are really no wonders.
After inspecting it several times, the lame and mangy old man finally felt satisfied. He scooped a ladle of boiling water from the large pot nearby and poured it directly on the cow's head. Then he started directly, scraped and washed the cowhide, and then used his nails as a knife to cut the cow's head. He peeled off the skin and bones, cut off the hair and meat around the eye sockets, the cow's nose, and ears, cut open the cow's chin, and then threw the entire cow's face into a pot of boiling water.
Immediately afterwards, the old Taoist actually reached into the pot and washed the boneless cow head again with the boiling water. His technique was skillful and meticulous, and his demeanor was even more meticulous. Not only Qi Jingzhi was secretly stunned, but even Geshu Dashi, who had been silent for a long time, was also stunned. After returning to his senses, he carefully observed the old Taoist's seemingly ordinary but actually hidden mysteries.
As for the bamboo cow with a broken corner, it was originally aggrieved that it was too angry to express, but now it was so frightened that it ran away and huddled with the black and white tiger-striped beast.
After thoroughly washing the cow's head and taking it out for later use, the lame and mangy old man went to find a few relatively clean tiles himself, threw them into the pot, and washed them carefully.
After Wei Bao brought the onions, ginger, wine, salt and other things he had collected, he ordered him to wash the pot and boil water again.
The old Taoist himself stood aside, sighing with regret while waiting: "It's a pity that in such a small village, we can't find a brand new chamber pot at the moment."
At this time, even the worried Geshu Dashi couldn't help but ask: "Senior, what do you want a chamber pot for?"
"Of course it's cooking!"
The lame and leprous old man smacked his lips and replied leisurely: "According to what I heard, the young monk of Lianxing Temple used to collect money to buy pig heads, pick out the bones with tweezers and put them into an unused urinal. , put all the green onion, ginger, wine and salt, tie the mouth of the pot tightly with lotus leaves, seal it with yellow mud, then place the urinal behind the main hall, and slowly burn the bottom of the pot with the candle on the altar table..."
"After several days and nights of simmering, the pork belly is cooked. It melts in your mouth and has endless aftertaste! Even now, the back kitchen of Linxing Temple still uses a chamber pot to make this dish!"
Having said this, the lame and mangy old man suddenly slapped his thigh, and said with half admiration and half regret: "Hey! Why didn't I think of such a good way to steal food back then?"
"It's better to say that the young monks are smart. The place they chose is extremely hidden. The mouth of the pot is sealed so that the smell will not come out. The big monks and old monks in the temple will not do the hard work of lighting candles and keeping vigil. Naturally, If you can’t find it, you really don’t know what’s going on!”
Seeing and hearing the words, the three of Qi Jingzhi exchanged glances with each other. They all felt that although this senior came here quite strangely, his words and deeds were straightforward and casual. He did not look like some evil woman, nor did he look like someone with black clothes. The demon monk and the sword ghost shake the cow are the same.
While they were talking, several people waited for a while. The lame and leprous old man didn't wait for the newly replaced water in the pot to boil, so he put his hand in to test the water temperature, and then placed the previously washed tiles on the bottom of the pot.
Then, he placed the cow's head face down on the tiles, placed the cow's chin and cow's ears next to it, and selected a few of the various ingredients sent by Wei Bao, and threw them into the pot together with the bamboo and horns.
When the water in the pot finally started to boil, he put the lid on the pot, turned to Wei Bao and said, "Simmer over low heat! There are tiles on the bottom, so it won't stick to the pot. Wait until the morning light fades and the soup thickens and the meat becomes tender." Call me again when the time comes!"
After all,
The lame and leprous old man signaled to Qi Jingzhi again with his eyes, and the two of them walked towards the far wall one after the other.
So, when the old man squatted in front of the black and white tiger-striped beast, carefully looking up and down, the guy showed a trembling and pitiful look. He obviously wanted to escape but didn't dare. He just looked sad and used a pair of wet Qi Jingzhi looked at Qi Jingzhi fiercely with his big eyes, almost ready to shed tears.
Qi Jingzhi was quite surprised when he saw this, because although the lame and leprous old man revealed the details of his martial arts as soon as they met, and he was more familiar with all kinds of strange beasts, he was obviously an expert outside the world. However, Qi Jingzhi In the induction, the old Taoist has never shown any aura or power that is different from ordinary people since his appearance, even when facing the attack of Geshu Dashi and Zhuniu.
Therefore, even though one corner of the bamboo cow was broken off and the cow's back was stepped on, it was still not completely subdued. It was only after seeing the cow's head skinned and bones removed that it was completely frightened.
On the other hand, looking at the black and white tiger-striped beasts, whether he saw the clear light of red gold beads and small bronze mirrors, or faced the lame and mangy old man with a perfectly round body, this guy almost immediately showed sincere fear. It is no wonder that the old man just now I would praise it for being very observant.
"Perhaps it is this keen ability to distinguish danger that allows this guy to live happily until today."
With this thought in his mind, Qi Jingzhi stepped forward slowly and stretched out his right hand to pat the neck of the black and white tiger-striped beast. Unexpectedly, his tearful mount immediately came over and rubbed his palm vigorously. .
At the same time, the old Taoist on the side suddenly opened his mouth and let out a series of low barks.
The black and white tiger-striped beast paused for a moment, then turned its head and stared blankly at the old man, as if he had heard something incredible.
Seeing this, the lame and mangy old man let out another short but loud bark, this time with a rather harsh tone in it.
The black-and-white tiger-striped beast immediately came to its senses and responded hurriedly, roaring like a tiger for a while, followed by a few horse neighs for a while.
The old Taoist listened attentively for a long time, during which he was interrupted several times by barking. His brows were furrowed and then relaxed, but there was always a lingering shadow in his eyes.
Qi Jingzhi watched quietly, but he recalled in his mind the scene where the dogs suddenly roared loudly in the village before the old Tao suddenly appeared, and a group of people responded. Is it possible that he was asking the dogs?
The man and the beast were talking back and forth for a long time. The lame and leprous old man seemed to have finally finished asking questions. He turned around and said respectfully, "Old man, I have finished asking. I finally gained something."
He paused and said with a slightly weird expression: "By the way, your mount said that it has never been to the sea except the sea. It is very familiar with the territories of various monsters within a hundred miles. We can eat whatever we want." You can lead the way, as long as you don’t eat it.”
After hearing this, Qi Jingzhi turned his head and glanced at the black and white tiger-striped beast with a flattering look on his face. This strange beast, which was probably the only one in the world, had such a virtue, which really made people laugh and cry.
He thought for a while and then curiously asked the old Taoist: "Senior, does this guy know what kind of strange beast he is?"
The old Taoist shook his head: "It was not born like this. At first, it only thought of itself as a horse. Not long ago, tiger stripes suddenly appeared on its body, and it was expelled by the wild horses. Later, overnight, its four hooves fell off, its muscles and bones were deformed, and it became deformed. Having made tiger legs and sharp claws, he thinks he is a fierce tiger again."
"However, when it found a den of tigers in the mountains and was surrounded, killing and devouring them all, it no longer knew what it was. As for why it had such a change, it couldn't explain it at all, and it didn't give birth to any tigers. What special ability?"
"This situation is not likely to be like blood resurrecting. It's probably because I accidentally ate something that contains the evil spirit of the golden tiger. In short, life is really good and great! If it is really as the old Taoist thought, it will have a chance encounter. I probably didn’t realize it at that time, so it’s not surprising that I can’t remember it now.”
Qi Jingzhi nodded in understanding, thinking that it turned out that not only strangers like Lu Ao and Qing Yuanzi, but also ordinary beasts could become arrogant and eccentric in a sudden encounter.
"Thank you, senior, for clearing up the confusion, otherwise this junior would really not be able to figure out the details of his own mount."
Qi Jingzhi thanked him and immediately
He muttered: "In this case, it is difficult to refute or criticize it."
The lame and leprous old man nodded and said: "Judging from the appearance alone, the shape of a horse is half the shape of a tiger. You might call it a tiger with a tiger head or a tiger-spotted colt. In short, it's pretty much the same. Besides, whether you think of it as a horse or a colt, Tiger, you can put a small character on its black and white tiger stripes and call it... Bannu!"
"Madara?"
Qi Jingzhi repeated it, and subconsciously looked at the black and white tiger-striped beast. Unexpectedly, the guy immediately put his furry neck closer to it.
The old Taoist laughed immediately and said: ""Guang Yi Ji" records that there is a mandrill that has a tiger as its son, and it is called "Banzi". Your head is a mount. From now on, everything you eat and drink depends on you. You are so timid and flattering, you can only do this. I can be called "Madara"! "
