Chapter 405: Pork Rib Essence

In the early hours of the morning, the temperature in the Sahada Desert plummeted by more than 50 degrees compared to the daytime, and under the heat siphon effect, even most of the territory of Yiyuan Country was also evaporated from the summer to the climate of dripping water into ice.

In a workshop in a vineyard on the outskirts of Kashgar City, after a whole day of exposure to the sun, the hot and frightening long clay kang is covered with a thick felt blanket with excellent thermal insulation effect, which is a Datong shop that can warm up all night.

Cha Lang, who had not fallen asleep for a long time, was lying on such a hot kang, and when he saw Zhang Jiao, who was holding his arms and his face was cold, he pushed the door into the house tremblingly, and sat up in surprise, "Zhang Bao, you are not dead!"

"If you talk like that, I won't die if you die. Zhang Jiao replied dissatisfiedly, and climbed onto the hot kang stiffly, and his face gradually eased.

Looking at the tea man next to him with a concerned face, he said vigilantly: "You won't be a base, right, you just met for a day and you were so attentive to me." ”

"What is the foundation, there are many cattle and sheep in Kashgar City, and there are very few chickens, and I only helped people let go of sheep for a few days before, no, I have never made chickens. Chalang said confusedly.

"Ah, haven't you done it, that's good. Zhang Jiao saw his innocent appearance and stopped teasing, "Okay, let's go to bed quickly."

I have to work tomorrow. ”

Cha Lang hadn't shut up yet, and was still there to persuade bitterly: "Zhang Bao, you may not know when you first came to Yiyuanguo, although this is a world-famous place for producing jade, but in fact, the jade in the mines and rivers near the city has long been harvested.

Although the legend that those scattered ores have been washed by flowing water for hundreds of millions of years on the riverbed and turned into mutton fat and jade, it is not..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted dissatisfiedly by a thin man sleeping on the kang on the opposite side: "It's so late that Gua Wazi still hasn't slept yet, reciting some crazy scriptures." ”

"Do you hear that, say you recite the Sutra of Madness, go to sleep. Zhang Jiao took the opportunity to lower his voice and closed his eyes with a yawn, "Don't worry, I know it's amazing now, and I won't go again in the future." ”

Hearing this, Chalang yawned with relief, and fell asleep after a while.

At the same time, in the 15th district of Xiangbei City, Nanyang, Zhang Jiao's body is too clear, wearing a black windbreaker, walking on the quiet streets of the lower city.

The dress he wears, called 'Water and Gold Armament', is the most brilliant achievement created by the Nanyang scientific community in the past 20 years.

The raw material is the body of the Golden Water Beast, and the specific production method is unknown, but it is roughly that after killing the Golden Water Beast, it will maintain 100% of its body activity, and connect with the human telekinesis, so that it can freely change its form according to the instructions of the human consciousness.

Nowadays, this kind of black technology is the only high-end commodity in Nanyang to earn foreign exchange through exports, and the price is amazingly high.

Not to mention the ordinary transcendental, even in the law enforcement force like the Night Watchman, only the captain-level characters are eligible to be distributed, and they are still low-grade goods of D-level quality.

And like the Grade A Jinshui armed forces that Zhang Jiao is now equipping, all the relevant factories in the whole Nanyang are running at full power, and they only produce two or three hundred pieces a year.

It was the only gift Liang Xiaozhou gave him who had been in a coma for 20 years and was finally reborn.

The twilight was gloomy, and as I walked, suddenly thunder sounded, and raindrops fell melodiously in the sky.

Zhang Jiao touched his wet hair, and as his mind turned, the collar of the trench coat continued to extend along the back of his head, and finally turned into a hood, covering the entire head tightly.

"It's pretty magical. Zhang Jiao couldn't help but muttered a word of admiration.

As soon as he finished speaking, he caught a glimpse of a fire flashing in a dilapidated house across the road that had no door, and his eyes lit up, and he strolled over.

The house looked like the street-facing mansion of a wealthy family, and the door opened to a boxy living room of considerable size.

The furniture inside has long been emptied, dilapidated and dilapidated, but the luxury of the day can still be seen in the mottled walls and the broken ceiling on the ceiling.

At this time, a few unkempt and skinny poor people in the lower district, who could not even tell their age or gender, were squatting in the corner of the living room, around a pile of lit rags and rotten wood to bake the fire.

Seeing Zhang Jiao suddenly appear, he was obviously startled, and he shuddered and huddled together, silently letting out most of the fire.

This is the survival instinct honed by the little people in a difficult environment.

I don't know who it is, but since I'm so neatly dressed, I prove that I'm much better than them.

In the lower districts, this resilience can only be reflected in power and strength, so they naturally show enough humility and fear.

According to Zhang Jiao's original plan, he wandered around Xiangbei in the middle of the night in the middle of the night, planning to forcibly take in the younger brother as long as he met a guy who dared to haunt the 15th district in the early morning.

The other party did not obey and went on a killing spree, while gathering manpower, he slowly created a terrifying name, and finally subdued the entire 15th district with evil to suppress evil.

But seeing the miserable appearance of this group of poor insects, he was not even in the mood to draw his sword at this time, and said after a while: "Have you eaten at night?"

Several rib spirits looked at each other, and the most daring one said hoarsely: "My lord, we ate a black cabbage cake separately." ”

Zhang Jiao didn't know what the so-called black cabbage cake was, and he didn't want to know, so he sighed and said sarcastically: "It's really unpredictable, in the past, Nanyang was full of fat people who wanted to lose weight, who would have thought that their offspring's diet would become so restrained." ”

The ribs didn't understand the meaning of his words, and they didn't dare to say anything.

Zhang Jiao looked at them again, muttered for a few seconds, and said, "Come with me, I'll take you to eat first." He turned around and walked out the door.

He didn't show the slightest intention of forcing those rib spirits to follow him, but the few rib spirits looked at each other and chased after each other as if they were fated, braving the wind and rain, and staggered behind Zhang Jiao.

After walking for a while, in the wind and rain, two tall and thin strange figures suddenly appeared on the corner of the street in front of them, as if they had a head on a bamboo pole.

"Strange, strange species!" Someone blurted out in horror among the few rib spirits behind Zhang Jiao.

Zhang Jiao's mind turned when he heard this, his sleeves extended, twisted into a long sword in his hand, and the cold light broke through the rain curtain in a flash, and shot out dozens of meters in the air, twisting the two bamboo poles into several pieces.

After that, he turned his head to look at the rib spirits and asked, "What is the Strange Species?"

Seeing that he was so sharp with his sword, slashing people a hundred steps away as easily as breathing, the rib essence who had just opened his mouth showed a more frightened look, and stammered and replied: "Swallow, I have taken a lot of drugs, and when I got to the stage of intravenous injection, I slowly went crazy."

Also, if it is polluted by evil gods, its body shape will become strange, so it is called a strange species. ”

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