Chapter 285: Graveyard Noodles

The north of Qingfeng City, almost next to the city wall, has always been a paradise for wanderers and the poor.

Many holes were dug in the ruined walls, and when the weather was cold, the gathered people would make fires to keep warm, so that large areas of black burned traces appeared. Even though it was night, by the moonlight, you could still feel the desolate and dilapidated atmosphere.

And there was a strange smell all around, and Xu Ning didn't want to think much about what it was.

If you meet a homeless man with a dirty body here, Xu Ning must feel normal, but the blue jade in front of her is neat and clean, fragrant, if it is in a bright place, it is definitely the style of a young lady.

The appearance of such a beautiful girl here is really a little awkward, it really seems that a flower is stuck in cow dung.

"Where to go? Are there any restaurants in this place? Xu Ning grabbed her and asked.

The pocket has been left for that group of children, and no one will know him here anyway.

"There is definitely no restaurant, but there is an open-air place, and the old man of that house has good skills!" Lan Ruyu smiled, picked up the bag full of stolen things, and strode forward.

"......" Xu Ning was very helpless, anyway, he had nowhere to go now, and he was really hungry.

This slum in the north of the city is not very far from the downtown area, and the only boundary in between is a dilapidated road. There is also a road where it is connected to the downtown area. An intersection was formed, but both ends of the other road were blocked, and the intersection was often hung with spirits and burned before.

Once someone has passed away, the city will send the undead at this crossroads, and then move forward to the necropolis north of the city to be buried. Therefore, this crossroads is not a road for people to walk in Qingfeng City at all, but to send ghosts on the road.

Usually absolutely no one wants to come close, it's too unlucky.

But for the homeless and the poor, it is indeed a natural refuge due to its proximity to the cemetery. All can be found to be sacrificed to eat. I can survive. It's also far away from the Qilin Mountain Range, so you don't have to worry about the attack of demon beasts.

When Xu Ning and Lan Yu were not yet close to the crossroads, they could see the sporadic fires in the distance.

"Don't you feel awkward? It's okay, just stay a few more days and get used to it! Lan Ruyu smiled slightly. He pointed to a white lantern not far away. There's a hot steam down there.

"Not really. That's the place you're talking about?! Xu Ning asked with wide eyes.

"yes!"

It's awkward!

I don't know whose grave the white lantern was stolen from, and there was a word "lay" written on it, and there were many paper people and paper horses piled up underneath. There were also some sacrificial ingots and incense candles, and I saw an old man with a stiff body, who was constantly grabbing these things and throwing them into a huge stove as firewood.

In the open air, with a few broken tables and a large piece of live noodles on a board, the old man seemed to be waiting for someone at this time.

"That, I'm not very hungry all of a sudden, forget it......" Xu Ning took a step back and retreated.

"Why, you're scared, haha!" Lan Ruyu laughed, looking very happy. However, in Xu Ning's opinion, her expression seemed to suddenly become a lot more hideous, perhaps because of the constantly flickering lights in the distance.

"Who is afraid! Okay, let's go! ”

Xu Ning was angry and followed Lan Ruyu forward, the ground was full of potholes, no matter how you look at it, it looks like a wasteland.

This is also a matter of no choice, it is said that the human race has the custom of entering the earth for peace, and the cemetery of the dead cannot be disturbed lightly, but there are more and more poor people in Qingfeng City, and there are more and more persecuted people.

And only here can it be used as a cemetery, and other places are either monsters or beasts, and the dead may be dug out as soon as they are buried.

After a long time, people got used to it, and it was not bad for someone to look at it, and some people even distributed the excess sacrifices to those poor people every time they worshipped, which could be regarded as accumulating yin virtue for the deceased, Xu Ning's father used to do this often.

However, the cemeteries of some real large families are very magnificent, and from time to time someone will be sent to inspect them, and if anyone is found to have entered without permission, they will be severely punished. In this Qingfeng City, in addition to the Xu family, there are five or six very large families, which almost control the entire city, and they are naturally rich and rich, and they are comparable everywhere, and the cemetery is similar to the ancestral hall.

The head of the Xu family, that is, Xu Ning's grandfather, is not very interested in this, he always pays attention to convincing people with virtue, and people die like lights going out, as long as they miss a few points and have a little heart, so the cemetery of the Xu family is relatively simple.

The cemeteries of several major families are far away and the terrain is also very dangerous, in fact, even if no one goes to check, the people who live here will not run over to make trouble by themselves.

The old man in the distance seemed to hear the sound here, straightened up his rickety body, and looked in the direction where Xu Ning and Lan Ruyu walked over.

"Is it Ruyu?"

"Coffin grandpa, I want one more shaved dough today, I have a friend." Lan Ruyu put the bag on the ground and said with a smile.

Xu Ning wiped the cold sweat on his head, Grandpa Coffin? Not to mention, it really looks like an old coffin scoop.

The old man in front of him was dressed in black, with a snow-white towel on his shoulder, no matter how he looked at it, it looked like the filial piety cloth was torn off at the funeral, although the voice was not loud, but it was full of cold feeling, slightly hoarse, giving people a feeling of boundless desolation.

"Oh, Ruyu's friend is my friend, wait a while, I'll make you a bowl of authentic shaved noodles right away." The old man grinned, his dark teeth bared.

Xu Ning's stomach contracted, thinking that it would be strange if I could eat it! Glancing at the burning stove, the paper figures inside seemed to be smiling at themselves.

Although Lan Ruyu is a girl, she is not restrained at all here, she wiped it on the black chair and did it, beckoning Xu Ning to sit quickly. Xu Ning looked at it, the table and chairs were already antiques, maybe they were also lifted out of the cemetery, and they squeaked when they touched it.

He sat down with an embarrassed expression.

"Hey, you seem upset, haven't you ever been here? Or rather, you're not from Breeze City? ”

"Miss, I'm from Qingfeng City, and I've been here before, but it's the first time I've eaten in such a place. If you don't see it with your own eyes, how can you believe that there are still people selling shaved noodles here! Xu Ning said coldly.

"Haha, who told sù that your coffin grandfather made shaved noodles?"

"Isn't it?"

"Of course not, it's just his hobby, and he usually makes a little bit when someone comes over to eat."

"Then what does he do!"

"Coffin grandpa, of course he makes coffins! The craftsmanship is so good, you can also order a bite first! Lan Ruyu chuckled. Xu Ning's head began to sweat, and this kind of words actually came out of the mouth of a little girl, which was really unacceptable.

"You're too careless! Saying that these are unlucky, how can anyone who is alive book a coffin! Xu Ning said angrily.

"Cut, it's hypocritical. People always have to die, so why avoid this topic. Work hard when you are alive, and when you die, you have a home, and life is like this. Lan Ruyu said indifferently.

Xu Ning was speechless, of course, he couldn't find anything wrong with this sentence.

The old man behind him had already begun to stretch his face, Xu Ning felt a hot breath rushing to the back of his head, at first he thought it was the relationship between the flames in the stove, but he soon realized that something was wrong, because the air flow suddenly rose and disappeared suddenly.

When I looked back, I saw that in the firelight, the old man was surrounded by a gas hood.

"Martial spirit! The pinnacle of the Great General's Realm! ”

Xu Ning's eyes froze, and he was secretly surprised in his heart!

In such a dilapidated and terrifying place, there would be a master of such a level!

The piece of noodles was just thrown up and down in the old man's hand, and then it was like being held by an invisible hand, hovering above the old man's head, and the sound of "rustling" kept coming from his ears.

No, there's something underneath! Xu Ning's eyes widened, and in the firelight, the old man's martial veins actually shot out a series of cobweb-like filaments, and the piece of dough continued to move up and down under the shaking of the spider silk.

The old man just lowered his head, prepared chopped green onions, minced ginger and some spices, and when he was ready, the force disappeared as soon as he raised his hand, and then one hand dragged the noodles, and the other hand cut quickly on it!

"Boom!"

The dough is full of toughness and begins to fall into the boiling water, and the pieces are very uniform in size, like small fish! Xu Ning was simply stunned by this skillful action, and what was even more strange was that a cultivator of such a level was actually used to shave noodles!

With such an identity, even if you go to any martial arts hall or sect, you can live a very good life.

When Xu Ning was surprised, the old man had already finished the work in his hand, picked up a big fence and made a noise in the pot, the boiling water rolled up in an instant, and the white fat noodles were scooped up, and a feeling of a bumper harvest spread.

Two bowls of steaming shaved noodles were served, Xu Ning took a brief look, both in appearance and fragrance, they were impeccable. He almost forgot about the environment he was in, and it felt like he was in a big restaurant.

I took a sip of soup from the bowl, and a delicious and attractive taste rushed straight to my heart, and my spirit couldn't help but be lifted! (To be continued......)