The five people entered the tavern, Song Jiang's eyes were simple, and the courtyard was very wide: there were three main halls on the high slope above, an ear room on the right side of the side, several troughs on the left, and a few - behind the hall, two men came out to take away the horses of Song Jiang and the five people and bolt them to the stable in the backyard.

A few people found a spacious place by the window to sit down, and then the woman came over, poured a bowl of water for Song Jiang and a few people, and then asked with a smile: "I don't know what the guest officers eat?" ”

"We rushed for a day, and we were hungry, so we casually served a few side dishes, cut a few catties of beef and mutton, a jar of good wine, and the staple food looked at what was up, and the money was indispensable to you." Song Jiang said.

"Okay, a few guest officers, wait a minute." The woman said this, and turned away.

After a while, the woman put the wine, meat and food on the table, and finally brought a large plate of steamed buns, put them on the table, and said with a smile: "We don't have any good things in this small shop, but there are a lot of steamed buns with white flour and yellow beef. Then the woman departed.

"Oh, I'm hungry, brother, brothers, you're welcome." After the woman left, Wang Ying smiled, touched her stomach and said.

Wang Ying's words made several people laugh, he was not ashamed or annoyed, hehe smiled, reached out and grabbed a big steamed bun, broke it open, revealing the meat filling inside, fat and oily, Wang Ying took a big bite of the steamed bun, and eliminated one in a moment, and then took another one and ate it.

Suddenly, Wang Ying frowned, chewed in his mouth, and slapped the steamed bun away to see the stuffing inside. Shoot one, shoot another.

Looking at Wang Ying's style, Song Jiang frowned and scolded: "Wang Ying, if you don't eat, you won't eat, what's the harm there?" how we may eat. ”

As soon as Wang Ying heard Song Jiang's words, he stopped breaking steamed buns, but stared at the steamed buns in his hand, to be precise, the meat filling of the steamed buns, what kind of person is Wang Ying? In Qingfeng Mountain, there are all demon kings who kill people without blinking, and it is commonplace for that person to drink alcohol on weekdays, and human flesh is naturally not less eaten, and at the moment he feels that this meat filling is a little wrong, not like beef, but like human flesh.

knew that this was all his own speculation, so Wang Ying didn't make a show, ate some wine and meat at the moment, and then clapped his hands and said: "I'm done eating, my brothers will eat first, and I'll go for a stroll to eliminate food." ”

Song Jiang and a few people ignored him and drank and ate meat by himself, Wang Ying walked out, there was an adobe house next to the courtyard, the room was bleak and there was nothing in the room, the house had no door, Wang Ying walked in directly, but there were three or four clean buckets in the house, and some reeds and firewood were piled up in it. There is a pine board under the side wall, which is a foot and a half wide and about two zhang long, lying horizontally at the foot of the wall; Outside, there was a bluestone pick, next to the board.

Wang Ying walked in and observed around, the board ate the wooden fence when it was lived, and the two ends were not far from the wall, and he couldn't pull it out, and he saw that the bluestone bowl weighed more than 300 pounds, and more than half a foot was buried in the ground, and there were obvious traces of movement around the bluestone bowl, and the floating soil on the ground was messy.

"It's a bluestone slab, but it's a little weird." Wang Ying muttered to herself.

Wang Ying walked over, observed carefully, and found nothing, so he simply held the bluestone with both hands, shook it a few times, and it was already off the ground, gently pulled it to the side, and went to pick up the board. I heard a loud rumble, and a gust of wind swept up, penetrating the bright light. It turned out that at the end of the board, there was a round hole. There are two ropes tied to the inside of the board, and there is a bridge on the side of the wall that leads out, and the cable is pulled inward, and the board is let go, revealing the hole; Pull it out, but the board is still covered, and this side is not visible.

Wang Ying looked along the entrance of the cave, it was okay not to look at it, but at first glance, even Wang Ying, a demon king who kills people without blinking, is a little scared, only to see that under the low slope there, it is a personal meat workshop, there are several human skins on the wall, many heads and several human legs are hung on the beams, two or three guys are there with a big knife to kill pigs and cattle to cut the lower body of a person, and there is a short ladder on the edge of the cave. The men heard a noise at the entrance of the cave, and when they turned around, they saw someone opening him, and one shouted, "Who is it?" Wang Ying didn't expect that there were still people on these sides who were also taken aback at the moment, and shouted: "Brother Song Jiang, brothers, this is a black shop." ”

Song Jiang and a few people were eating and drinking, and when they heard Wang Ying's shouting, they jumped into the empty house and asked, "How do you see ......?" ”

Wang Ying said: "You open this hole to peel people! ”

Wang Daoren hurriedly walked over, and when he saw the hole, it was indeed a place where people killed people and oversold goods, and several people hurriedly jumped out. The guy outside had just entered the room, and when he heard a word, he turned around and left. Han Bolong wanted to arrest him, but he couldn't catch him, so he ate him and left.

Song Jiang and a few people grabbed the Pu knife to chase after it, and a few tavern guys in front of the door knew that they were going to have the wind, and they all copied the guys and entered the door. Han Bolong rushed out first, and Song Jiang and the others then came out. At the same time, Wang Ying had already jumped out of the empty room, seeing that it was not good to use guns in the house, so he hurriedly went to the bed and grabbed a single knife, carried it in his hand, and drove out of the yard to find someone to fight. But there was no one to see, only to hear the big black man shouting at the counter: "Two good men are angry! Let's move slowly, please sit on the ground inside, and have something to say! ”

Where was the bantam tiger Wang Ying willing to listen to him, he heard the call outside, strode in front of him with a single knife, and chopped the cabinet with a knife. When the big man saw that it was not his head, he couldn't get out, so he hurriedly grabbed a latch to the door. How could Wang Ying's fierce knife be fast, and the door latch was broken when he flew down, but fortunately, the big black man dodged in time and only injured a little fur, otherwise his entire arm would be terrible.

Song Jiang and a few people caught up with those guys, and they all cleaned up after dividing five by two. Wang Ying saw that the big man was injured, so he clicked the knife a little bit, went up to the cabinet, and was about to kill him, but he heard the sound of footsteps behind him, and hurriedly turned around, only to see the woman peeling off the upper half, untying her skirt, and twisting a five-strand steel fork. Wang Ying had no choice but to let go of the big black man and jump out of the cabinet violently, fighting the woman with a knife. Song Jiang and several others also turned over and killed.

The woman was in the middle of the courtyard, and Wang Ying stabbed the knife horizontally and rushed in. That woman was no match for Wang Ying. I saw more than a dozen fire families behind the store, all of them stopped and took the guy and killed it; There were five or seven small shops outside, all of which were together, and when they heard the change, they also took the guys and hugged them in. When Wang Daoren saw it, he flashed to the side and let them all enter, but he went to intercept the door of the store and did not let one out, and the scene was chaotic.