When night fell, the lights of thousands of homes dotted the lively night market at the foot of Jiulian Mountain, watching the flow of people on the streets at night, Cui Laosan couldn't help but show his big yellow teeth and try his best to face every passing guest. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

He sells chaos noodles, which sounds simple, but how can it be simple to occupy an area in the food street to do business. In fact, it was precisely this fact that this Chaos Plane was his ancestral craft, very different from the ordinary masters in other places who also did the same. His wonton noodles are not only selective, but also the soup stock, so that he can support his own small world in this food street.

The half-black towel wiped the beads of sweat on his forehead, and the muscles on Cui Laosan's half-naked arms were knotted, and his hands were like flying, continuing to work with noodles.

This dough is a technical job, the dough is sticky, the teeth are sticky, the dough is hard, you can't bite it, the dough is loose, there is no chewing, so since he can remember, he was forced to go to the table by his father's stick and start doing this work, and it has been more than 20 spring and autumn. And since his grandfather, Cui's wonton noodles began to set up a stall in this food street, and then passed on to his father, two years ago, the old man accidentally fell while walking at night, and then fell down, and this stall was passed on to him.

There were a lot of people on the street tonight, most of them sturdy adults, walking around the street in groups, blinking with eyes not much smaller than brass bells.

In the face of this phenomenon, Cui Laosan, who is a local, knows that he has long been surprised, and there will be a few days in Jiulian Mountain every year like this.

On this day, the stall's business had many more customers than in the past, if it was the past, he would definitely be laughing and his mouth would be cracked and he couldn't stop, but today, he had the idea of closing the stall early.

Cui Laosan shyly squeezed the table with his big belly, thinking about his own thoughts while facing the face, he naturally wanted to continue to pass on the craftsmanship passed down by his ancestors, and his mother-in-law was also angry, and gave birth to three sons to him. It's just that seeing his children grow bigger and bigger, the original joy has gradually turned into nothing, and his face has become darker and darker.

The three sons, none of them were able to inherit his craft, first the eldest enlisted in the army and went to the army, and then the second ran away from home, and he didn't know where to go; only the third child remained by his side, but this child was not at ease, and he wanted to become a martial artist since he was a child, and he didn't honestly follow him every day to learn peace, but to fiddle with those knives, guns and sticks, and play around in his yard all day long.

Originally, he thought that the child was still young, and when he grew up and matured, he would know that he was not that material, and he would follow him and learn his craft honestly. As for him, he is in the prime of life, and he can work for more than ten years, and he is not in a hurry to spread the stall. It's just that who knows that this little third son didn't know who instigated his mind, and he actually wanted to participate in the hunting conference, he knew the hunting conference, what a dangerous meeting it was, over the years, how many good hands went in and couldn't come out again, is he Cui Xiaosan that piece of material.

"Daddy, I've grown up, can you leave me alone in the future. The burly young man said with his head bowed.

"No matter you, you don't go to heaven yet, but you think about beauty. Cui Laosan crossed his hands and said.

"Dad, what can you do by selling Chaos Noodles, this world is respected by martial arts, and only fists are the last word, can't you let me break through?"

Thinking of what the stinky boy said to himself yesterday, Cui Laosan couldn't help but laugh proudly in his heart, the child is older, he has his own ideas, and he doesn't want to live a life with a small stall, this is a manifestation of ambition.

I think he Cui Laosan was not more ambitious than the sky back then, but now, he is not honestly selling wonton noodles here. Young people, I always can't recognize how many pounds and taels I have, and I have unrealistic dreams all day long. It's just that it's okay to mess around on weekdays, but now it's going to die, he must not let it go, otherwise this little son will not be gone.

Thinking about it, Cui Laosan felt that he still had to go home and talk to his son well, saying that it was okay to practice martial arts, but it was better to forget about such a dangerous thing as hunting in the mountains.

"Creation makes people, and my son can't help it. Cui Laosan looked at the passers-by, and his heart was entangled for a long time, and finally held back such a sentence.

There was an inn, Lai Cheng came to the outside of the No. 2 room of Tianzi and knocked on the door.

"Come in. A pleasant, cold voice came.

Lai Cheng pushed the door in, and at a glance saw Wen Ting pouring herself a drink, and there was still her silver sheath sword on the table.

"Have you clarified the matter?" Wen Ting asked.

"Yes. Lai Cheng said lightly, without the slightest superfluous words, and turned a blind eye to Wen Ting's alcoholism, as if he was blind.

"Let's talk about it. Wen Ting took another sip of wine, her face flushed, although she wanted to calm down, but the left hand that tightly held the scabbard betrayed her excited heart.

"The old man's real name is Mo Zaiti, he came to Tiejia Village sixteen years ago, and when he arrived in the village, he rescued a woman who was having a difficult birth, but the child was saved, but the adult unfortunately died. ”

Before Lai Cheng could finish speaking, Wen Ting had already interjected, "The child who survived is the boy who is now with him." ”

"Yes. Lai Chengdao replied concisely and forcefully.

"What's that kid's name?" Wen Ting asked.

"Tie Xuan. Lai Chengdao.

"Go ahead. Wen Ting said lazily, taking another sip of wine, her eyes were already a little hazy.

Since then, Mo Zaiti has lived in the village, and he calls himself a doctor of the You Fang, cultivating in the Bone Forging Realm, and his responsibility in the village is to treat those villagers. Nearly 16 years have passed like this, until this time when Crouching Tiger Village and Tiejia Village Fire War, after the death of Tie Zheng, the captain of the Tiejia Village hunting team, he suddenly appeared and killed Crouching Tiger Zhuang advocate Tianba and his brother Zhang Tiancong with only two fingers, and resolved the crisis of destroying the village in Tiejia Village in one fell swoop. Lai Chengdao paused, seeing that Wen Ting didn't mean to speak, and said, "The intelligence said that Mo Zaiti seems to have a preference for Tie Xuan, and he began to teach him medical skills after Tie Xuan was injured not long ago, and maybe even Tie Xuan's promotion from the Forging Body Triple Rank to the Quenching Skin Realm or even the Forging Bone Realm was also his secret help, but about this, it was only speculated from the appearance, but there was no specific evidence." ”

"In addition, about Mo Zai mentioning this person, my people can't find out his origin at all, this person seems to have appeared out of thin air. It's just that why does a great martial artist want to live incognito in a small village, if it is to avoid the enemy, then this time he should leave immediately after making a move for Tiejia Village. I don't want him to swagger and take two people to Jiulian Mountain, if it is really to avoid the enemy, he will not be so reckless, then why is he willing to nest in such a small village, this person's style of behavior is still elusive, maybe he... ”

"Okay, let's wait and see what happens to this person for the time being, what about the other thing I asked you to check?" Wen Ting interrupted Lai Cheng's words impatiently and asked.

"About Tie Xuan's life history has been clarified, his father's name is Tie Yun, he has never returned since leaving the village more than ten years ago, and it is estimated that he has died. As for her mother, she only knew the surname Lee, but she didn't know more, this woman never seemed to say her name to anyone, and even her tombstone was only engraved with Tie Li. The only remaining person who may know Tie Xuan's grandmother has passed away a few days ago, and I don't think anyone will know her name except for Mo Zaiti, who helped her. Lai Chengdao.

"Well, I see, you go down first. Wen Ting said.

"Yes. Lai Chengdao, turned around and prepared to leave.

"Wait. Wen Ting suddenly seemed to remember something and spoke.

"What's the matter with the fairy?" Lai Cheng asked.

"What the hell are these three people doing when they come to Jiulian Mountain, have you found out?" Wen Ting asked.

"The specifics are not clear, but early yesterday morning, Mo Zaiti took Tie Xiaosan to visit Tie Zhan, who has been living in Tiejia Village, and then today Tie Xuan signed up for this hunting conference. Lai Chengdao.

"Tie Xuan participated in the hunting conference, is he alone?" Wen Ting asked, the essence in her eyes flashing.

"Yes, he reported his name alone, and at the same time, Tie Zhan's daughter Tie Wanqing also registered. Lai Chengdao.

"I see, it seems that there is some agreement between them, but I didn't expect to use the younger generation as a bargaining chip for this bet. Wen Ting muttered to herself, as if she was thinking about something, but Lai Cheng lowered her head and was silent.

"In this way, you go find someone who has nothing to do with our Crescent Sect and ask him to protect Tie Xuan's safety at this hunting conference. Wen Ting commanded.

"What does the fairy mean?" Lai Cheng asked cautiously, for fear of offending Wen Ting's taboo, although Wen Ting's temperament is as gentle as rumored, but in the world of martial artists, there are a few people who are simple, once you take it seriously, then you will be finished. But it's not okay not to ask, and it's the most stupid thing to do things without understanding the master's meaning, so you can only compare the lesser of the two.

From Wen Ting's series of attitudes, he already felt that the other party seemed to be very special when he treated Tie Xuan's young man, what was the secret in this, although this should not be something he knew.

"You don't care what I mean, just protect him as I tell you, you know?" Wen Ting said.

"Yes. "Lai Chengdao, although he is a little self-deprecating, but he can be regarded as temporarily knowing Wen Ting's intentions, so the next thing will be easy to do.

"Let's go down. Wen Ting waved her hand.

"Yes. Lai Cheng bowed and retired.

When the room was silent again, Wen Ting suddenly poured the spout of the wine jug at her head, feeling the cold wine on her hot skin, and she felt a little calm in her fiery and anxious heart.

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