Chang'anju Restaurant.

Su Weiyun was tossing silently in the kitchen alone.

His hands are so strong and his knives are so fast that it would take a cook a quarter of an hour for an ordinary cook to cook, and he may not need half an hour.

He doesn't need any handymen in the kitchen, and it's more than enough for him to handle it alone.

In this way, it also frees up a lot of space for him to study.

But today an uninvited guest came.

This man came from the backyard.

Square face, short legs, cloth shirt, and a knife stuck in each of the left and right waists, one long and one short.

He knocked on the door, looking dumbfounded, like a wooden man who didn't understand feelings.

Su Weiyun stopped him and said, "Who are you?" The kitchen is heavy, and people are not allowed to enter. ”

The man replied in a daze, "My name is Muji." ”

Su Weiyun frowned and said, "Wood chicken? Is it a wooden chicken that is stupid? ”

Mu Ji said: "Hmm. ”

Su Weiyun smiled: "This name is very strange. ”

Su Weiyun didn't know that this wooden rooster was actually one of the four masters of the Lion Hall, strictly speaking, it should be the first of the four masters. It's just that he has now taken refuge in Zhuo Dong.

The oil made a "squeak" sound in the pot, Su Weiyun hurriedly turned around, picked up the spatula, kept turning it, and immediately stir-fried the vegetables.

Mu Ji still said Mu Mu Di: "Alas, when everyone heard my name, they thought it was funny. But after a while none of them will laugh. ”

Su Weiyun turned her back to him and laughed, "Is it so interesting?" Why? ”

"Why don't they laugh......"

Su Weiyun's voice was mixed with the crackling sound of firewood and frying, and it was almost inaudible.

Wood Chicken did not answer.

Suddenly, he untied a long rope from his waist, put it in his hand and pulled it tightly.

The noose was so strong that as soon as it was placed on a person's neck, the person would immediately be out of breath.

The wooden chicken has used it to strangle at least fifteen people in this way.

If it weren't for the fact that the price of asking him to do it has always been high, that number might have been even greater.

"Why don't you say it? How could they not laugh......"

Mu Ji quietly picked up the noose and gently put it on Su Weiyun's neck, as gentle as a lover's hand. But he can guarantee that after this noose is put around Su Weiyun's neck, Su Weiyun will not smile anymore.

The noose was solid, moving and silent, and had been lifted by the wooden chicken behind Su Weiyun's head.

He was about to put the noose on in one fell swoop, but Su Weiyun suddenly muttered: "What's the matter...... Isn't the fire enough? I'll add some sticks of wood! ”

Su Weiyun suddenly squatted down at this critical moment.

The noose naturally fell through.

The wooden chicken stood in place, a little surprised.

And Su Weiyun didn't seem to be aware of it, and continued to stir with firewood under the stove.

Sparks flew and billowing smoke filled the room, choking people out of breath.

Mu Ji frowned slightly, and suddenly pulled out the short knife on his left waist, the shiny short knife.

The handle of the knife hovered in his hand, and he aimed the head of the knife at Su Weiyun's back and thrust it down!

"Ahem...... Cough...... Ahem, it turned out to be your rotten wood that couldn't be burned! ”

Bite!

Su Weiyun sat on the ground and pulled out a thick piece of wood from the stove fire, half charred and half black, and sparkling.

It seemed that he was too hard, and he didn't grasp it steadily, and the firewood was thrown backwards.

And this piece of wood not only just missed the knife in Mu Ji's hand, but also hit him in the face with a piece of wood.

Bang!

The wooden chicken was beaten so dizzy that even the knife in his hand fell to the ground.

Su Weiyun found that the firewood had hit someone, so he quickly got up, held the wooden chicken, and patted the ashes on his body while saying, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't expect ......."

Mu Ji stared at Su Weiyun, his eyes were fierce, and with a "Huo" sound, he pulled out the long knife on his right hand!

Illuminates the whole room!

What a blade!

The wooden chicken raises his hand and slashes with a knife!

He used to be a bandit in Taihang Mountain, and the "Taihang Eighteen Knives" he used were not only vicious, but also decisive, and he would cut off people's heads with one knife!

Su Weiyun quickly reached out at this moment, grabbed his right hand, and said in surprise: "Oh, your knife is very good." ”

The wooden rooster was about to break free, but he felt that his wrist was tightly clamped by a strong force, as if he was caught by the claws of an eagle, and he couldn't use any strength at all.

"How much did you buy it? It's expensive......"

At this time, Su Weiyun's right hand was like a spring swallow pecking at the mud, cutting a clever trace, and gently "linked" the long knife into his hand.

Su Weiyun held the knife and smiled happily: "I'll just say, this is the kitchen, how can the idlers come?" It turns out that you came all the way to give me a knife! ”

"Great, I'm missing a good knife for chopping vegetables!"

Seeing him happy and unguarded, Mu Ji couldn't help but shoot again, holding his internal strength in his palm, and slapping it towards his chest with one palm!

Su Weiyun didn't seem to be aware of the killing intent, but turned sideways again, grabbed his hand, pulled it to the pot, and held the handle of the big iron pot with his palm.

Su Weiyun said anxiously; "Oh, if you hadn't reminded me in time, I wouldn't have known that the food in this pot was almost burning. Do you also look at the heat? Thank you so much! ”

The wooden chicken stupidly held the handle of the pot, shook off a "spicy chicken" inside, and poured it into the large plate that had been prepared next to it.

Su Weiyun picked up the plate and said with a smile: "I really want to thank you." Why don't you try it, this dish is spicy and numb, and it is the most exciting! ”

Mu Ji looked at Su Weiyun in a daze, at a loss.

Su Weiyun scooped up a few pieces of tender meat with a small spoon and sent them to the mouth of the wooden chicken.

"There are some people who laugh before they eat, but after they finish eating, they can't laugh anymore. Do you want to know why? ”

The wood chicken ate the meat in its mouth, chewed it blankly, and swallowed it again. He wasn't at all interested in asking why.

He's really stunned this time!

Su Weiyun said: "No problem, right?" No problem, I'll just call the cousin out. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Mu Ji suddenly covered his stomach and shouted: "There is a problem, there is definitely a problem!" ”

He ran out of the door in a puff of smoke, and seemed to remember something, stopped where he was, stomped his feet, and asked Su Weiyun loudly.

"Where's the thatched house?! Tell me! Where's the thatched house?! ”

Su Weiyun scratched her head and said hurriedly: "This ...... This...... Don't worry, if you're in a hurry, I won't remember......"

"I've only been here for a few days, I can't remember exactly!"

The face of the wooden chicken became redder and redder, and he looked like he was about to lose his breath.

Su Weiyun also stomped his feet and said, "Oh, when I meet you as a wooden chicken, I will become stupid like a wooden chicken......

Porphyry! Porphyry! Porphyry!

Several noises came from behind the buttocks of the wooden chicken.

Su Weiyun laughed heartily, laughing breathlessly, pointing to a place and saying, "That's it, you go quickly!" ”

Mu Ji immediately rushed into the direction that Su Weiyun pointed him out. As soon as you enter the door, without saying a word, take off your pants and start putting on a big show!

There was a roar from the door.

"This is Lao Tzu's kitchen, who told you to come here to defecate!"

“.......”

"Hahahaha!"

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The thirtieth day of the first month.

Big dart game.

Sima Chaoqun and Zhuo Donglai sat opposite each other.

In public, Zhuo Donglai will always be hidden in the light of Sima Chaoqun, making him the only hero.

But when there is no one, Zhuo Donglai has to be on an equal footing with Sima Chaoqun.

Sima Chaoqun said: "I heard that the wooden chicken failed? ”

Zhuo Dong came and said, "Yes, he is back." ”

Sima Chaoqun said: "How high is that person's martial arts?" Can't even kill a wooden chicken? ”

Zhuo Donglai said: "His martial arts are already very high, even I may not be able to move him." ”

Sima Chaoqun was slightly startled, and said, "Then you still let the wooden chicken go?" ”

Zhuo Donglai said lightly: "I just want to see if he is willing to let the wooden chicken come back." ”

"What about being willing to let go? What if you refuse to let it go? ”

Zhuo Donglai draped the sable fur on his body and slowly got up.

Ken said that he wanted to quit the rivers and lakes and did not want to kill; If you don't, he will be a big obstacle for us to get rid of the Lion Hall! ”

Sima Chaoqun said: "It seems to be okay, he just gave the wooden chicken a laxative, and let him go." This kind of master's attitude must be tested and understood, and cannot be sloppy. ”

Zhuo Donglai said with a smile: "Otherwise, how could I not let Muji go to Luoyang to help, but let him stay here to do things?" I have sent someone to give him the invitation to fight Gao Wanfei, and the day is set for tomorrow. ”

He was about to leave when a retinue came running from outside the door.

"Wood chicken-sama is dead. He came back and went out again, and died in the woods outside the city shortly after. ”

"Dead at whom?!"

"I don't know, I just know that I died under a sword!"