Chapter 7 Wonton Xishi

"How can you brag?" Wei Mao sneered repeatedly, "I don't know where you learned these unique skills. I really can't bear to kill you, but the person who wants your life is that adult. I, Wei, have to bear to give up my love. Today is the time of your death. Even you can't save you! Let's die!"

The voice fell, and only the roar came one after another. An invisible force surged like seawater. The rubble on the roof of the inn was scattered one after another, and the wall beams and columns were like ivy spreading cracks.

Although Lin Qinglong had a foundation on the way to the fairy road, he was still floating under his feet at this moment. He was trembling by the earth. A gust of wind hit him, and the lower plate was not stable. He was immediately swept away, hit the wall and fell on the street.

"His grandma's..." Lin Qinglong scolded and stood up. When he saw Wei Mao's appearance again, he was so shocked that he couldn't speak!

With the moonlight, Wei Mao's body unexpectedly soared dozens of times, like a giant. He was ten feet tall and nine meters wide. His big skull-like big head easily lifted the inn to the sky. At this moment, the moon shadow was heavy. The giant was holding a giant hammer, and the golden hammer splashed cold light, just like a demon king coming!

"Come on, boy, come and kill me!"

His voice was like a bell, and a sound hit Lin Qinglong's eardrums, which made his ears buzz.

Wei Mao walked towards him step by step. Every step he took, the whole earth shook a Yao. Seeing that Lin Qinglong was scared by himself, he jokingly reached out and uprooted a few thick trees. With a wave of his right hand, he pushed down another house. Those sleeping people were crushed to death!

Wei Mao Jie smiled strangely and said, "Kid, guess how long it will take for Wei to destroy this Luzhou city on his own? Haha, it's okay to tell you. It only takes a scent. Did Wei kill you first or destroy the city first? If you destroy the city first, you can live more time. You have to think about this! I count from nine to one, which is enough time, isn't it? When the time comes, Wei is going to do it. Nine!"

Lin Qinglong sweated coldly. Wei Mao's strength was far beyond his imagination. His body was like a tower, but in terms of momentum, he completely lost.

"Eight!"

Lin Qinglong thought of Ji Zeyan again. After a long time, he still did not return. He thought that the ability of this empty medicine man was also ordinary, but he also responded to "empty". If he really fell into other people's plan to transfer the tiger away from the mountain, he may be transferred to Java!

"Third!"

The surrounding residents woke up in small pieces, and some of them put on their clothes and went out to have a look. It was thought that the loud noise woke everyone up and shouted one after another, "Who is still noisy so late? Don't let people sleep!"

Lin Qinglong's heart was cold. Wei Mao was obviously attracted by himself. If he hurt the innocent because of this, he would feel guilty! Xiao Er of the inn, who just died, was smashed to death by the innocent residents under the wall. Although they were not killed by themselves, they died because of themselves. Lin Qinglong became more and more uneasy when he thought about this.

"six!"

Lin Qinglong looked at Wei Mao approaching step by step, and the disdain and contempt in his eyes, and suddenly annoy rushed to his forehead. It's just a life, just fight!

"Yinjutsu!"

Creation Zhong Shenxiu, yin and yang cut the dawn, yin and yang unpredictable is called God!

Lin Qinglong was strong first, and he was surprised before Wei Mao finished counting down.

The pupils of his eyes turned red in an instant, as if he were going to bleed. A kind of heart-breaking pain came back. At that moment, it seemed to be an instant, and it seemed to be eternal.

He can't see anything, he can't hear anything, and he can't feel anything but pain. The silence around him is incomparable, and he doesn't even see a breath, as if he were dead!

It seems that a strange force took out his internal organs, and his whole body was weak. He seemed to fall into the abyss, falling all the time...

"Is I dead?" Lin Qinglong thought secretly.

An inexplicable collapse came. He slowly opened his eyes. He was exhausted, and his eyelids were as heavy as lead.

I don't know where the disgusting smell of blood came from. He frowned, covered his mouth and nose, and stood up tremblingly. He saw that the surrounding area was full of rotten flesh and blood. It was a large pool of flesh and blood that smelled vaguely.

He looked around, but he didn't see Wei Mao. "Huh, where did he go? Has it turned into ashes under the 'yin art'?

As soon as he said the words, he suddenly woke up and thought that this unexplained large piece of flesh and blood was Wei Mao's body! It's just that the "yin art" is extremely strange that it crushes the giant into meat mud. Lin Qinglong said, "It's a pity! I didn't expect to kill him like this. It's really 'the yin and yang are called gods'!"

He sat down with the remnants of the short wall and gasped for a rest. Suddenly, there was a sound of soldiers and horses not far away. Lin Qinglong frowned. He was afraid that it was Shan Zhilin's pursuers. He quickly hid behind the broken wall and tried to hide his breath.

For a short time, a team of officers and soldiers rode on horseback, and one of the officers and soldiers-like leader ordered, "Look carefully, what clues the strong man left behind!" As soon as it is found, report it all, and those who conceal it will be killed without mercy!"

He said with one hand, "Your Excellency, this place is full of corrupt flesh and blood. Maybe some butcher threw out all his rotten pork, which is not like the work of a strong man."

Everyone nodded and said yes.

Of course, it is not.

Today's Lin Qinglong has no power to bind chickens. Due to the counterattack of "yin and magic", most of his cultivation has been destroyed. He is afraid of something else, so he drags his tired body away quietly.

I walked through a few alleys and a few streets. I don't know where I went. Suddenly, my chest was stuffy and I spit out a mouthful of blood. Lin Qinglong's eyes flashed golden stars and fell into a coma.

The next morning, Lin Qinglong woke up leisurely, and his head was even more painful. He had already been seriously injured. Yesterday, he was cold to the bone all night, adding some diseases. His face was pale and extremely ugly. He found a remote place, meditated and rested. He felt a little better, and his stomach cooed again, so he returned to the street to find some food to reward the Five viscera Temple.

At this moment, there are more and more people on the street, and there are all kinds of people to eat, drink and have fun. Lin Qinglong chose a nearby wonton shop and sat down and shouted, "Come on a bowl of chicken soup, and count all the good wine and meat!"

The three or five guests in this shop looked sideways one after another, but they didn't say anything, and ate their own.

Lin Qinglong has always known little about cooking. He only knows that chicken soup is perfect for him. He doesn't know the name of the rest.

The owner's wife of this wonton shop is quite a symbol. A beautiful long hair floats down like a waterfall. The beauty without powder is as crystal as jade, and her body is exquisite. She is as quiet and natural as a cluster of orchids. At the age of 28 years, Lin Qinglong lost her for the first time. That's why God sat in her wonton shop.

The young boss's wife smiled at him and said, "The guest officer laughed. This is a wonton shop. Where did the chicken soup come from, and where did the big fish and meat come from?"

"What's the shop?" Lin Qinglong looked at the beauty of the boss's wife, deliberately joked, and said, "If the boss's wife is willing to sacrifice her face and sit in Yichunyuan in Qianwangcheng, she will be the top!"

Yichunyuan is a brothel in Qianwang City. It covers an area of 1,000 mu and is quite large. Lin Qinglong has also been a little involved. Although the women in Yichunyuan are charming and beautiful, they are not as beautiful as the owner of this wonton shop, which is also a strange thing.

The boss's wife is not annoyed. It seems that such guests are common. She smiled and said, "We are poor people, so we should live the lives of ordinary people. This is the law. If everyone only drills into that gentle countryside, isn't it heaven to tolerate it?

Lin Qinglong smiled and said, "Your shop is in good business. If you want to give up, you won't refuse. That's all. If you eat quickly, I'm going to be hungry."

"This is a wonton shop. Of course, there are wontons. Let's take some more pancakes. Although it's not as good as the delicacies of the mountains and sea, we can satisfy our hunger."

Lin Qinglong nodded and said, "Vinantly good."

Soon, a bowl of fragrant wontons were brought up. The skin was thin and sinking. Lin Qinglong ate quickly. While eating, he thought about his future plans. After thinking about it again and again, he decided to stay in Luzhou City, so that Ji Zeyan could find himself when he came back. At that time, the two of them would go to Kyoto together.

Lin Qinglong ate three bowls of wonton in one go and was finally full.

"A total of thirty-five copper coins, just charge you thirty yuan! Remember to come back next time!"

Listening to the soft voice of heaven and looking at the smiling face of the young boss's wife, Lin Qinglong only felt a burst of joy in his heart and said with a smile, "How can I just give thirty yuan? It's not too much to give you thirty taels of silver!"

In the imperial currency, 100 yuan is equivalent to one liang of silver, which is enough for ordinary people to live for a year.

The boss's wife was overjoyed and said with a smile, "Look at the guest official, she is naturally the young master of a large family. Sure enough, she is generous!"

Lin Qinglong stretched out his hand into his sleeve to get silver. Suddenly, he found that his sleeve was empty. He was shocked and suddenly woke up. Only then did he remember that Ji Zeyan said "money is something outside the body" on the grounds of "clearing his heart" and saying that he didn't bring a penny of money when he went out!

Looking at the expectant eyes of the young boss's wife and extending his white hand to him, he guessed that he must have blushed and hesitated: "I...I..."

He used to be unruly and has always been straightforward. Now the copper smell is difficult to beat the hero, and he teaches him that Lin Qinglong is speechless.

Finally summoning up his courage, Lin Qinglong said, "I don't have any money..." His voice was as weak as a mosquito, and he could hardly hear himself.

The boss's wife was extremely disappointed, but she was young, not like those rude wives. She just said lightly, "That's all, a few bowls of wontons are worthless. Just treat me! It's just... If I had thirty taels of silver, I would have enough to leave Luzhou. Oh, that's all."

Lin Qinglong was even more ashamed. He heard that the boss's wife wanted to leave here. He was about to ask the reason. Suddenly, there was a dark in front of his eyes. He fainted on the boss's wife, which was a reverse phagocation attack.

"Ouch!"

The boss's wife screamed in horror and hurriedly helped him. Seeing that Lin Qinglong's face was pale and her eyes were closed, she looked like a dead man and shouted, "What's going on? It was just fine, and it suddenly became like this? Wake up! Wake up!"

The three or five guests gathered one after another.

One of them knew a little about the medical situation and said, "He is sick like this. I think it's a serious disease that goes deep into the spleen. If you hire him a man, don't you have to pay a sky-high price? He is penniless and doesn't look like a local. Hey, it's not easy to do.

Another person said, "Mang, you are having a hard time. No matter what he does, if you want me to leave him on the street and die."

Everyone nodded and said yes.

The boss's wife, who called the matchmaker, said, "He fell here in my stall. Naturally, I can't ignore it. You are all regulars of my shop. If you are in trouble one day, I will definitely take good care of it. Although I don't know this person, I can't leave him alone. Let's close the stall today. I'll help him back. Wouldn't it be great if he comes back alive?

Hearing this, everyone admired the matchmaker, and because they were ashamed of themselves, they all gave each hand and carried Lin Qinglong back to the matchmaker's house.

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