I have many teachers

Chapter 226 First Encounter (1\2)

Fufeng County.

It was already September at this time, and the weather was getting colder and colder. The thick trees on both sides of the avenue had lost all their leaves and looked bare, adding to the bleakness. But because of this, the small stalls on both sides of the road But it became more and more prosperous.

Walking and walking, the people who felt a little bit cold did not have much resistance to steaming and fragrant food.

Even if the purse is giving them a stern warning.

A figure in yellow clothes walked through the crowd, with several layers of gray cloth wrapped around his face, only a pair of eyes were exposed, it looked like someone from a foreign country, even so, he walked quickly with his face down.

His steps were extremely fast and steady, and he obviously had a good foundation in martial arts. He twisted and turned among the crowd, got into a rather remote alley, and found a place in front of a small cart by familiar ways.

There are two wooden tables in front of the cart, eight long benches are polished and polished, and pure white soup is boiling in the big pot facing the sky. The man in yellow sat on the seat and looked left and right like a thief. , raised his hand and knocked on the table, raised his left hand and pulled down the gray cloth wrapped around his face, revealing a handsome young face.

The store owner who was still a bit nervous just now, I don't know if he met the villain, heaved a sigh of relief, and said familiarly:
"Is it still as usual? Brother Murong?"

Murong Tong nodded, lowered his voice and said:

"Today, add more spicy food. In the haggis, you should add more haggis instead of coriander."

"Remember, add more spiciness."

"Oh, okay..."

The storekeeper responded and turned around to go to work. The big copper spoon was already a little shiny, and when it was stirred in the pure white soup, the aroma filled the air. Someone already came over, and almost instinctively covered his face again, raised his right hand and propped it to one side, covering his face.

Having already made this kind of action, Murong Tong just realized it.

His face was slightly stiff, followed by a burst of frustration.

When did his actions turn out to be so sophisticated.

Ever since that night, I ate with the librarian once, but I couldn't forget the rough taste, and it was out of control. My thirteen sons of the Murong family, who are dignified, sneaked out to eat like a thief every day. This eats.

Who would have known that this cheap food could be so delicious.

That fragrance, that thick, that spicy...

Thinking of the smell, Murong Tong couldn't help swallowing, a person suddenly sat down on the table next to him, much faster than he expected, he was slightly surprised, the person conveniently put a long knife with a sheath on the table.

The wooden table trembled slightly.

Murong Tong frowned slightly, and guessed the weight of the long knife from the trembling of the table. It was definitely not something that those gang members could play around with. When he peeped at the man, he saw that his muscles and bones were thick and his eyebrows were cold and sharp, like two cold springs. , with extraordinary vigor, obviously from a good family background, aware of Murong Tong's gaze, snorted coldly, stared back, and said:
"Look at what?"

Murong Tong waved his hands again and again, saying:
"nothing……"

He was born in a family, and he is used to being uncomfortable, his voice paused slightly, and he said with a smile:
"It's just that this hero came here to eat for the first time, but remember, don't put chili peppers, the spicy peppers can't be tolerated by ordinary people."

The warrior snorted coldly, quite disdainful, but he didn't bother him, Murong Tong was making fun of himself, turned his head to look at the haggis in his bowl, but from the corner of his sight, he saw the latter digging a piece of meat from the porcelain bowl Putting a large spoonful of chili into it, I was satisfied just now, and looked away.

There are some doubts in my heart.

His ancestors have lived in Fufeng County for generations, and are extremely sensitive to changes in certain things. In the past few days, there have been many warriors from this sect. On the roads of Fufeng County, almost all In the past times Xu.

This is extremely unusual.

Go back and talk to your father...

At this point in my mind, I heard the grunting voice of the martial artist next to me, and peeking at it, the rough face was flushed red, the mouth was slightly open, and a lot of cold sweat was oozing from the forehead, obviously it was hot, but he refused to throw it away. Face, with a spoon in his hand, tremblingly reached for the bright red soup bowl.

Satisfied, Murong Tong lowered his head to eat his haggis soup, took a big gulp, and felt that the taste was really strong.

But it was still not as good as the day when he narrowly escaped from death and sat in the cold wind with Wang Anfeng, enjoying a feast.

Murong Tong smacked his mouth, feeling quite emotional, and suddenly heard the soft ringing of the bell, this time the alley is quite narrow, there shouldn't be any horses and animals walking, he couldn't help but look back in surprise, and saw a gray donkey walking slowly by from the entrance of the alley. Lying down was a Taoist priest in white, with handsome features and a fairy-like appearance, but it was a pity that he was extremely lazy and limp on the donkey's back like mud.

Let the donkey carry him forward.

Murong Tong turned his head back, smacked his mouth, and muttered in his heart.

"What a lazy Taoist..."

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Weimingzong Mu Shanxue lay on the donkey's back, allowing it to sway and carry him forward.

The tempting smell of the haggis soup behind him can be smelled in the nose.

There was a strange noise in my stomach.

But the Taoist priest seemed to be unaware, lying lazily on the donkey's back, his right leg dangling, without any effort.

The donkey under him brayed, Mu Shanxue opened his eyes and said:

"I know, I know, you are hungry, and I am hungry too..."

The Taoist took a long breath, looked at the sky, and murmured:

"I'm so hungry I don't want to move."

"I didn't expect that there is such a difference between going out and going down the mountain..."

There was another thunderclap in my stomach.

The dry food is on the side bag, and you can get it just by raising your hand. Mu Shanxue looked at the blue bag, finally raised his head, looked at the sky, eyes straightened, and said:
"Little brother, I miss you so much."

I don’t know how long he has been walking all the way. Just when he was so hungry that he couldn’t hold it anymore, a sesame seed cake was suddenly handed over to him. He subconsciously opened his mouth and bit it directly. The chopped cabbage was mixed with pork. The warm touch almost made him admire Shanxue had the urge to cry, she swallowed a few mouthfuls, raised her head, and shouted:

"Master..."

His voice paused, but what he saw was not a familiar look, but a young man in a blue shirt.

With clear eyes, holding a heavy rice bag in one hand, hair tied with a jade hairpin, and a wooden sword on his back, he said gently to him:
"Brother, are you feeling better?"

Mu Shanxue grunted regretfully, feeling that the days when Yilai stretched out his hand and rice came to open his mouth turned into bubbles again, but he still reluctantly clasped his fists and saluted, saying:
"Thank you little brother..."

He licked the lard at the corner of his mouth with his tongue, regretfully said:
"This pancake tastes good, but it's a bit salty."

Beside the boy in the blue shirt was a slightly older boy, wearing a black and red suit, with a new shoulder armor on his shoulders, and a domineering Mo Dao on his back. Hearing this, his brows were raised, and he said:

"It's not bad for you to eat, but you still talk so much."

"Having hands and feet, but not doing the work yourself, I'm not ashamed."

Just as Mu Shanxue was about to reply, the boy in blue raised his hand, stopped the boy next to him, and said:
"Baili, stop talking..."

The military boy muttered twice, quite unhappy, and the blue shirt boy handed over the oil paper bag in his hand again, and said with a smile:

"If you don't dislike it, please accept it..."

"Brother, I don't know what happened to you, but no matter what happens, it will pass."

After a while, Mu Shanxue sat on the donkey's back and walked leisurely forward, gnawing meat pie in his mouth, and recovered a little bit of his strength. In the past, he would never be too lazy to get food until the last moment. With something to back it up, while missing my little junior more and more, I also began to think about the matter of entering the city this time.

However, there are many things in the case of Danfenggu, and it is difficult to understand because Shenlong sees the beginning but does not see the end.

After thinking about it, he sighed in his heart:
"I have no choice but to find someone who has contributed more to this case... Well, let me see."

"The vice president is arrested, I can't afford to offend...Wang Boyang, a military strategist, will be chopped up."

"Fufeng Bookkeeper?"

Mu Shanxue held the meatloaf in his mouth, his eyes were slightly bright, he raised his right hand, tapped it on the palm of his left palm, and said vaguely:

"It's him!"

If you don't cooperate, don't blame me for being rude.

Mu Shanxue thought viciously in his heart, at the same time he chewed and swallowed the last meatloaf in his mouth, then licked the oil stains on his ten fingers, and sighed sincerely.

"That young man is really a good man..."

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And on the other side.

Bai Lifeng said rather unhappily:
"An Feng, let me tell you, aren't you a bit of a good-natured person... That kind of lazy guy should go hungry twice."

"You deserve it if you starve to death."

Wang Anfeng scratched his head and said helplessly:
"Yes, yes, I didn't think well..."

"Just seeing him, I remembered that when I was starving, I would help as much as I could."

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