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Chapter 223 "Dragon Slayer"

".Is wood in harmony?"

The storyteller proudly showed off the bamboo joints he had created by using his spiritual power, and attributed all of this to the Master Sleeping Dragon in his mouth.

But Su Yan could tell at a glance that the storyteller in front of him already possessed the strength of the qi refining stage. He used his own blood energy to transform into a small amount of spiritual power, and then transferred it into the bamboo chopsticks to create such a miraculous performance.

The storyteller should have just been promoted, and he has not really awakened, which belongs to the nature of wood. Otherwise, the bamboo chopsticks should be directly transformed into a rootless bamboo, instead of symbolically growing a few branches and green leaves.

The storyteller in the lobby, with a proud expression on his face, held the emerald green bamboo knots he had spawned, and directly hit the faces of the diners who laughed at him for believing in Sleeping Dragon.

"I'm really envious!"

Huang Yin looked at the storyteller with envy, and then looked at Su Yan who was sitting opposite him.

The members of the Huang family have no talent for cultivation, even if the ancestor of Hong Ling sits in the family and exhausts all methods, the limit of the members of the Huang family is the golden elixir.

In terms of a normal lifespan, whether the members of the Huang family can reach the foundation-building stage is a problem.

Therefore, Huang Yin was particularly envious of those monks who possessed the talent for cultivation, and the storyteller was just a rough man, who could advance to the Qi refining stage through intentional or unintentional breathing.

"So the two of you should believe in Master Mianlong?"

After the storyteller finished teasing the diners, he looked at Su Yan and Huang Yin with great interest and recommended:

"We in Mianlong Dao believe in the real dragon. The only teaching is to worship the real dragon. We don't want money or sex. We just need to describe the greatness of the real dragon to the people around us!"

"Sorry, I'm just here for fun"

Su Yan smiled and waved his hands, refusing to drop Amway, forget about believing in the dragon clan!
It was too late to hide, and he took the initiative to get together with a group of people whose lifelong wish was to find the real dragon.

Huang Yin hesitated a little and waved to the storyteller.

"Really? That would be a pity." Seeing this, the storyteller didn't continue to entangle, and returned to his seat to tell stories for everyone for free, shaking his head.

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After the storyteller interrupted, the dishes Huang Yin ordered were delivered to the table one after another.

Although Heishui City is close to the sea, the dishes are mainly wild game, not seafood.

Seafood in the realm of comprehension is a luxury item. Except for the mermaids and some sea tribes that sell it, most of the seafood requires monks to risk their lives in the sea to catch it. Therefore, the price of seafood is very expensive, and ordinary restaurants or inns will naturally not stock it.

"Pooh"

Su Yan picked up a piece of fried meat with his chopsticks, put it in his mouth and chewed it lightly. As he chewed, there was a smell like low-quality mutton, which made Su Yan couldn't help but open his mouth to spit out the meat in his mouth, with a look on his face. Cold expression:
"The taste of black goat fried meat is not right, maybe it has been spoiled due to improper storage in the back kitchen."

"Black goat? It's not Senior Su."

Seeing Su Yan as if struck by lightning, Huang Yin couldn't help chuckling and said, "The black goats have already been sold out. This is wild boar fried meat. The smell may be caused by boars and old meat." reason."

The quality of wild meat is very peculiar, the skin is crispy, and the meat inside is sweet and tender. However, the above adjectives are all for young boars who have just grown up.

Once the wild boar is in estrus, the meat will emit a strange fishy smell, which is no longer suitable for light cooking methods, and can only be covered with pepper and ginger.

Su Yan's five senses were too sharp, and he could taste the smell of mutton that the cook tried his best to cover up in one bite.

Huang Yin smiled and picked up a piece of fried meat. After chewing for a while, he also shuddered and spit out the piece of meat in his mouth:

"How can the shopkeeper be so unpalatable!"

Huang Yin tasted the fried pork, and a bad smell of mutton came straight to his head, and the quality of the meat was as bad as an old scalper.

Huang Yin is a native of Heishui City, and after one bite, he knew that it wasn't that Senior Su was sensitive, but that the dish in front of him really had a big problem, no matter how old the wild pork was, it was impossible for him to smell like mutton!
The fishy smell of the old wild boar is a bit like heather, and the meat should be very difficult to chew.

"Hey? What's the matter, guest officer?"

The innkeeper who was sitting at the counter on the first floor saw a customer calling him on the second floor, so he stopped keeping accounts and making plans immediately, and trotted up to the second floor with a kind smile on his face, asking, "Is there anything you need, sir? Is it ready?" Would you like a jug of wine to go with your food?"

"come here!"

Seeing the shopkeeper smiling all over his face, Su Yan was ashamed to ask if he wanted to spend something, so he was immediately happy. With a bright smile on his cheek, Su Yan waved to the shopkeeper and motioned him to come forward and talk.

"Come on, shopkeeper, you have a taste."

Su Yan picked up the chopsticks with his right hand to hold the meat, and held the meat with his left hand to prevent the meat from falling off the chopsticks, so that the shopkeeper could also taste it.

"What's the matter, guest officer? Not satisfied with the dishes?"

The shopkeeper saw that Su Yan was picking up food for him, and even handed it to his mouth, and asked for no reason, but seeing that Huang Yin was a regular customer, he opened his mouth honestly and ate Su Yan. Pick up the dishes.

As soon as he took it in, the shopkeeper immediately felt a chill, spit out the piece of meat, even straightened his tongue, and wiped his tongue with his cuff, as if to wipe off the strange smell.

"Are you satisfied with the shopkeeper?" Su Yan asked with a smile.

"Guest officer, you said that." The shopkeeper straightened his tongue and said bitterly: "The taste is completely wrong, but I dare to use the 300-year-old signboard to guarantee that our ingredients are absolutely fresh, didn't I tell you just now? Because of the need to kill pigs, the serving time may be later."

"How about this? This meal is mine, and I will pay the two of you as an old man. As for why the food is so unpalatable, let's confront the cook now!"

The shopkeeper is now full of grievances. This pig was obviously killed just now. He was going to take those pigs into the water to make porridge for tonight, but he didn't expect the meat quality of that wild boar to be so unpalatable.

"Ahhhh-"

The shopkeeper's side was talking, making compensations to Su Yan and Huang Yin, and was discussing a compensation plan, but before he could even finish his words, screams erupted from the inn's kitchen.

The inn cook in a red apron ran out of the backyard with a face full of horror, because he was so panicked that he even tripped over the threshold, staggering and knocking over a dining table not far from the door.

The cook fell to the ground in the lobby, crying loudly and screaming:
"No, no, no. That's not good, shopkeeper, we've caused trouble, that pig can't eat it! It's got a dragon in its stomach! We just killed a wild boar that was pregnant with a dragon!"

The cook's expression was like madness, he didn't even feel pain when the hot soup on the table was poured on him, but instead cried and told the shocking news.

The female wild boar just slaughtered by the inn actually had a dragon in her belly.

This time I got into trouble, and got into a catastrophe!
Regardless of whether the wild boar's belly was a true dragon or a sub-dragon offspring, its father had already felt it as soon as the fetus was killed in the inn.

Although the cook is not a monk, but as a Heishui City resident who grew up listening to the legends of the Dragon Clan, he is very clear that this time, a big problem has been caused, so big that no monk in Heishui City can solve it.

"what?!"

The shopkeeper, the storyteller, Su Yan, Huang Yin, including the diners in the inn, all looked at the cook with astonished expressions at the same time.

What shocked the others, Su Yan didn't know.Su Yan, as a fox dragon hatched from a dragon egg, knows very well that no matter what creature the dragon clan combines with, the newborn will eventually be born in the form of an egg.

The cook at the inn even recognized the dragon egg?

Are you sure it wasn't a calculus from a wild boar?
Can the cultivation base in the body training period break the dragon egg?

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(End of this chapter)