In contrast, Zong Chuke's coldness was all dissolved in this man's gentleness like the wind.

"One of the biggest mistakes you made was that you shouldn't be in front of the old man at this time." These black-clothed people are not vegetarians, and the relationship between Zong Chuke and Pei Tan has long risen to the point of endless grievances.

Among those black-clothed people, a familiar shrewd face appeared, "Lord Shangshu, kill this erection and avenge our son." ”

From the moment Pei Tan stepped in, the door of the restaurant behind him had been tightly closed by the black-clothed man guarding the door. Obviously, if Pei can't talk about it, it's enough, and when he comes, he is now throwing himself into the net and withdrawing from the net.

Zong Chuke's eyes were dark: "Do you know why the old man wants people to drive away the people on the street?" ”

Driving away the people is just the first action, opening the door of the restaurant wide, deliberately letting people look at it from the outside, ordinary people dare not enter the door, and those who dare to come in must not be ordinary people.

Pei Tan looked at him, and Zong Chuke's eyes stared at him like he was looking at a rabbit that had been waiting for a long time.

The lives of Zichan'er and her husband, and even Jing Wan'er's life, Zong Chuke can ignore it. But Pei Tan's life is definitely a dream of evil ghosts in the middle of the night for Zong Chuke.

"It seems that Pei is in and out today." It's rare that Pei Tan still looks plain, the only thing that has changed is the way he looks at Zong Chuke.

In Zong Huo's case, he insisted on taking Zong Huo's life away, not all because of the poor fisherman's daughter. Before the old fisherman was trampled to death on the horse street, Zong Huo and his father had already had several people's lives on their hands.

Such a bully, how can it be tolerated.

And Zong Chuke came to the Moon Tower today, under the banner of Empress Wei's order. Because of the big backer of the Wei family, the evil deeds of the Zong father and son are so hated by people who grit their teeth and hate them.

Watching the man in black gradually approach him, Pei Tan's face was gloomy: "It's true that Master Shangshu wants Pei to give Ling Gongzi a life, but is Ling Gongzi really dead?" ”

Zong Chuke's eyes were gloomy, and he really didn't react to Pei Tan's sudden question: "Whether my son is dead or not, it is true that you killed him." ”

With the support of the Wei family, the death row prisoners can be secretly replaced, but if there is no substitute for the dead, Zong Huo's death will become a certainty. In the final analysis, if Pei Tan is still alive in this world, Zong Huo will always be a "dead man" in the dark underworld.

Zong Chuke's eyes darkened inch by inch: "The old man has been planning so far, and your Pei family's power has always been only in the Hedong area, so it is the old man's mercy to let you jump up to this day." ”

Even Zichan'er, who fell to the ground, couldn't imagine that the two lives of herself and Wen Lang were actually just bait for Pei Tan.

She curled up on the ground and looked at Pei Tan with tears in her eyes, "Master Pei..."

Pei Tan looked at the two couples who were faint and injured on the ground, and the bullying was a scene unfolding in front of him.

No matter how many evils the father and son of the Zong family have done, they will only do more in the future.

Pei Tan lowered his eyes lightly.

Zichan'er struggled a few times, and began to crawl towards the place where Wen Lang fainted on the ground, this couple in distress, even if one of them died, the other would not live alone.

Pei Tan looked at Zong Chuke's face, which became cloudy because of the lack of family affection and morality.

At the moment, there is even a bit of bloodthirsty cruelty.

"The husband and wife of the Moon Restaurant, harboring fugitive slaves, the crime is unforgivable, after being personally questioned by the Dali Temple, he actually murdered the court official, according to the laws of the Tang Dynasty, the official will be on the spot, correct the law..."

Pei Tan faintly smiled faintly, and the secret guard behind him, who had been bowing his head and silent, took a step forward when he saw this.

But no matter how you look at it, it's just the last struggle.

Zichan'er, who was still struggling to crawl forward on the ground, was stunned on her face. She looked at Zong Chuke in disbelief, what she said just now, what she said just now. said that their husband and wife harbored fugitive slaves and murdered the officials of the imperial court... She looked at Pei Tan, who was being pointed at by a sharp knife at the moment.

Pei Tan's figure looked more slender and weak, even if there was that silent secret guard standing in front of him, it looked like a mantis arm as a car, and he was single

It's ridiculously thin.

Until he heard the voice in his throat: "Even if Pei dies here today, is it too child's fun for Lord Shangshu to put all these charges on the heads of two nameless and powerful ordinary people?" ”

Not to mention the two people on Chang'an Street, even if they are two well-trained top killers, what a fantasy it is to murder Dali Siqing.

Zong Chuke snorted coldly, "When you get to the underworld, you will naturally understand that everything is not child's play." ”

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Zong Huo's eyes flashed with anger, and Ji Langzhong, who knelt on the ground to treat him, was shaking violently: "Childe's life is definitely not child's play, please have ten thousand hopes... Abstain from all meat, vegetarian food and water. ”

Sure enough, before he could finish speaking, he was kicked to the ground by Zong Huo, and Ji Langzhong only had time to scream, protect the back of his head, curled up and trembled, but he didn't dare to say a word begging for mercy.

Zong Huo's eyes were even more angry: "Quimp, it's okay if my son can't touch the wine, and now he even has to stop his son from entering the meat, in the end, what do you want?" ”

Ji Langzhong immediately knelt on the ground, kept kowtowing but didn't dare to defend.

The leader of the dead stood aside coldly, even if it was transmitted back to Chang'an as quickly as possible in the pigeon houses of various places, it would be at least ten days before Zong Chuke received their message. It's only been three days now, but Zong Huo has already exhausted his patience.

In order to save his life, Ji Langzhong said stubbornly: "... Back to the words of Gongzi, in fact, the slave has already heard about a divine chef in the city, who specializes in serving food for the major temples in Wuzhou, and can make vegetarian food into a golden banquet. ”

Ji Langzhong knew very well that his value was about to run out, if Zong Chuke really found a famous doctor for Zong Huo who could be cured in Chang'an, then he would not die long in Wuzhou, and Zong Huo would definitely kill him in order to vent his anger.

Zong Huo's palm slowly clenched, and no one in this world except him was actually any different from an ant. The dead soldiers and Lang Zhong who kept these eyesores were just temporarily enduring this group of ants.

"Send people out to find Ben Gongzi, and if you bring out this garbage to Ben Gongzi for the next meal, Ben Gongzi will ask you to go and swallow all the things in the thatched house."

In order to save his life, he couldn't kill Ji Langzhong or these eyesore dead soldiers, but he could torture them by all means to make their lives worse than death.

The leader of the dead men knelt down among the pale faces around him with an expressionless face: "... Yes, subordinates obey. ”

In order to find the god chef, half of the dead people in the house are pouring out of the nest, Wuzhou is surrounded by mountains, and there are many temples on the mountain, and this god chef is said to be the most famous abbot of Jinshan Temple, personally cooking food and sending it to the mountain. The monks all emphasize not eating fireworks in the mortal world, and the exquisiteness of vegetarian cuisine is almost comparable to the importance of Confucianism in ingredients. And since this divine chef can be recognized by the abbot of Jinshan Temple, he is naturally very good at cooking.

Wuzhou was originally the hinterland of Zong Chuke's painstaking management for so many years, and the Zong family was full of secret chess, and now it would not be too difficult to find a cook in Wuzhou.

When Zong Huo was extremely irritated and forced the two fire-burning servants in the kitchen of the house to go to the pit to carry dung, the divine chef was led back to Zong Huo's courtyard.

Zong Huo stared coldly at the bad old man kneeling in front of him: "You are the God Chef?" ”

There is no appearance of a master in the world, so sloppy and old, like a beggar found in the alley of Wuzhou City.

Zong Huo's eyes were filled with murderous intent.

The old man stumbled to the end, "Old decay Yin impermanence, please see Zong Gongzi." ”

It is rumored that the god chef is a person who is close to old age, after all, he can cook food for the temple all year round, and he is so proficient in cooking, it is definitely impossible to be too young.

Zong Huo looked at this "divine chef" with distrust, and said for a long time: "Go and cook a meal for this son now, if the name is not true, this son will want your life." ”

Yin Wuchang's face seemed to be pale, and the people who have been dealing with the temple all the year round have seen all the virtuous and respected monks, how can they talk about killing people and seeing blood at every turn.

“… Old decay is gone. ”

The eyes of the leader of the dead man were like knives on the face of this strange old man, Yin Wuchang was led to the door of the kitchen, and after entering, he subconsciously

Then he turned and closed the door.

A knife stuck directly on the door, and the gloomy gaze of the leader of the dead soldiers stared at Yin Wuchang's face: "What are you doing?" ”

Not to mention Yin Wuchang and the old man, even the young man couldn't stand such a bloodthirsty gaze, Yin Wuchang subconsciously trembled: "Old decay... When cooking, you can't have anyone else around. ”

The leader of the dead stared at him gloomily, and the killing intent in his eyes could be understood by even the most ignorant people.

Seeing the leader of the dead soldiers, he slowly pushed the kitchen door open with a knife little by little, and then he stepped in with one foot and stood in front of Yin Wuchang: "No one else is allowed to be around?" Is it for the convenience of you at any time, you can't do anything in your diet? ”

Yin Wuchang was even more frightened: "How is this possible? Decadent cooking for decades..."

"Shut up!" The leader of the dead had a cold face, almost pressing Yin Wuchang's whole person against the wall of the kitchen, and he said coldly, "Now you only have two choices, either honestly cook a meal for Gongzi here, or... There is only one way to die for useless people. ”

Where are these two choices, it is clear that they are forcing people to comply.

Yin Wuchang seemed to understand that he had gone to the thief's den at this time, but there was no way out, this time it was not a kind monk, it was the king of Yama who wanted your life if he was not careful.

"Old, old, understood." Yin Wuchang said with difficulty.

The leader of the dead let go of him with a blank face.