February 10.

Su Weiyun returned to Chang'an.

Luoyang's Lion Hall has been reorganized, remodeled, and renewed.

Luoyang no longer needs Su Weiyun.

After helping spikes to remove the curare poison, he quietly left, intending to return to Chang'an to continue working as a chef.

Even though Zhu Meng and Gao Yanfei were indeed his good friends, he was really unwilling to participate in the endless battle between the Big Dart Game and the Lion Hall.

It was a nuisance for him, and it didn't make much sense.

There is a more important reason - he really can't bear to see what Gao Wanfei will become when he learns that his sweetheart is actually Zhu Meng's favorite woman.

When Su Weiyun finally left, he only asked Gao Wanfei one question: "What would you do if you found out that your sweetheart is actually my favorite person?" ”

Gao Wanfei smiled and said, "Impossible. This question is not valid. With Brother Su's current virtue, it is impossible to fall in love with a woman. ”

"Hmm."

Under the sunset, Su Weiyun set off for a long journey.

There are many, many problems that plague people, but they are not true.

But people have never been able to escape these problems.

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Chang'anju, a large restaurant.

Since the opening of a new teahouse next to Chang'anju, business here has actually been getting better and better.

The boss of Chang'anju originally thought that those "distinguished guests" who entered the big restaurant were unwilling to eat across the wall from all kinds of small people of all kinds of religions and nine streams.

But things didn't come as expected.

So when Su Weiyun returned to the restaurant, he was still very polite: "Yo, Master Su is back?" Hurry up, please, now that the business of the restaurant is getting hotter and hotter, the kitchen is busy, and it is great that you can come back. ”

Su Weiyun changed into a brand-new chef costume and walked all the way to the kitchen in the back.

The boss of Chang'anju also said: "You don't know, the business of the restaurant can be good, thanks to you, if you hadn't asked Mrs. Sima to open a teahouse next to it......"

When Su Weiyun heard this, he knew that Zhuo Donglai and the others in the Dart Bureau did not publicize the matter between Wu Wan and him, but must have given a gag order, so even the boss of Chang'anju didn't know.

The boss of Chang'anju continued: "I never expected that those distinguished guests would be more willing to come to the restaurant, and they often had to deliberately sit next to the teahouse. ”

Back kitchen.

Su Weiyun entered the door, washed the pot, brushed the dishes, and swept the floor, with skillful movements and all in one go.

He smiled while taking care of it: "What's so strange about this? Some 'distinguished guests' tend to look at people who are humbler and inferior than themselves, because this makes them feel much better about themselves all of a sudden. ”

The boss of Chang'anju smiled: "Yes, yes, or Master Su can see through, I won't bother you." If there are any dishes to be served later, Xiao Zhang will let you know. ”

With that, he withdrew.

Su Weiyun quickly lit the fire, heated the pot, and bought vegetables, and his mood was suddenly much better than when he was in Luoyang City.

"Alas, in short, the matter of the Lion Hall has been temporarily settled, as for the matter of Zhu Meng and Gao Yanfei, let them deal with it themselves."

Su Weiyun decided not to think about it anymore, and no longer to ask for troubles for herself.

......

February 11, cloudy.

Su Weiyun was particularly busy this day, because many Chang'an guests heard that he had returned, and they all came to try his craftsmanship.

From noon to evening, Su Weiyun was busy in the kitchen, with little time to rest.

There is nothing to do in Chang'an.

After the big dart bureau knew the news from the Luoyang Lion Hall, it didn't make any moves.

The only thing that is strange is that a puff of red smoke suddenly rises outside Chang'an City, and then disappears.

......

February 12, snow.

Su Weiyun was a little more relaxed this day, although it was still hard, but it was full and interesting.

Sima Chaoqun and Zhuo Donglai held a banquet in the center of Chang'an, extravagant, and two of the three main dishes were made by "Master Su".

They didn't mean anything else, they really just politely came for a meal.

Moreover, Zhuo Donglai also specially rewarded "Master Su" with three hundred taels of silver, and the boss of Chang'anju personally sent the silver taels to Su Weiyun and greatly encouraged and praised Su Weiyun.

Morning.

Outside Chang'an City, there was blood smoke again.

.......

February 13, fine.

Su Weiyun is a lot more relaxed, and every day he will ensure that he has enough time to practice internal strength, read cheats, and learn the Poison Sutra.

At the beginning of spring today, the snow is about to melt, and Su Weiyun is even more interested, finds a place where no one is, and plays a set of seven bird palms vividly.

He felt that his skills had improved again.

Except for the blood smoke that rose for the third time, Chang'an was still calm, and the big dart game seemed to be beyond the reach of Luoyang.

.......

February 14, fine.

It's sunny again, and the sun is warm.

In the morning, Su Weiyun took advantage of his free time to go to the teahouse next door to drink a cup of tea and listen to the story leisurely.

"It is said that Xuande Gong was attacked by Lu Bu that day and fled from Peicheng, which is really fucking dangerous and dangerous."

"That Lu Bu rode a red rabbit horse, put aside Fang Tian's painting halberd, and laughed loudly: 'Big-eared thief, the king of Hades wants you to die in the third watch, who dares to keep you until the fifth watch? The masters I have killed in my hands, not a hundred but eighty, even if the real King Lao Tzu is here today, he can't fucking save you! ’”

"Liu Bei heard the words ......"

It was the beginning of the day, and the weather was still cold.

There are not many guests in the teahouse.

Su Weiyun suddenly interrupted and said with a smile: "Wait a minute, what you said just now, did Lu Bu say it, or did you make it up yourself?" ”

The storyteller stopped, scratched his head, and said in embarrassment, "Hey, hey, hey...... Uncle Don't be angry, this is indeed made up by the villain....... Doesn't the villain say this highlight the greatness of Lu Bu's murderous intentions? ”

Su Weiyun laughed, took out a whole silver ingot from the three hundred taels of silver sent by Zhuo Dong the day before yesterday, threw it to the storyteller, and said with a smile: "It's a good arrangement, you can continue." ”

The storyteller took the silver with both hands, and smiled: "Yes, yes, uncle, listen, the next story is more exciting......

Su Weiyun shook his head and smiled, got up and wanted to leave, when he suddenly felt a breath of qi lock on him behind him.

A strong killing force!

Under the prying eyes of this qi machine, he didn't dare to move a little.

Although Su Weiyun didn't see who it was, he was sure that this was definitely not Zhuo Donglai, let alone Sima Chaoqun.

Whether it is Sima Chaoqun or Zhuo Donglai, it is impossible to have such a powerful momentum and killing power!

He was sure that this man must have come to kill him!

- This person may be more difficult to deal with than Sima Chaoqun and Zhuo Donglai combined!

Su Weiyun's mind was in a hurry, and he suddenly remembered what Gao Yanfei had said to him.

"Eight hundred miles from Chang'an to Luoyang, there are six masters."

The last master was the ordinary man carrying the box.

So Su Weiyun didn't look back, but walked towards the outside of Chang'an City.

He walked on the road with a very serious look, step by step, steadily.

Ordinary people look at him and only think that he is like a toddler in Handan, and his walking posture is very strange.

But in the eyes of the masters, it's different.

At this moment, Su Weiyun was covered with no empty doors, and no flaws were exposed.

The gate of Chang'an, outside the gate is the suburbs.

The dirt on the outskirts of the city is covered with a thick layer of snow, which is very different from the scene inside the city.

Su Weiyun walked from the teahouse to the city gate, and it took two hours.

At noon, the sun hangs high.

After Su Weiyun walked out of the city gate, he walked another five miles.

He walked for another hour on the five-mile road.

Then he stopped and turned around

It stands to reason that with Su Weiyun's profound internal strength, at this speed, don't say that walking five miles and ten miles is a day and a night, and you may not feel tired.

But when Su Weiyun turned around, he was already sweating profusely and sweating.

Those steps were really difficult and tiring for him.

But he finally saw the man who had been behind him all along.

An ordinary face, an ordinary person carrying a box.

The only "extraordinary" thing about him is that he is actually sweating all over his body and gasping slightly in such a cold weather!

Su Weiyun is afraid of him, and he is also afraid of Su Weiyun!

Su Weiyun sighed: "You are here to kill me this time?" ”

The ordinary man nodded and admitted, "Yes." ”

Su Weiyun said: "What enmity do I have with you?" ”

Ordinary humane: "No hatred and no resentment." It's just that I'm a killer, a killer called Xiao Tear Blood! ”

Su Weiyun frowned and said, "Xiao tears and blood? ”

Xiao Tears said: "Yes, because my name is Xiao Tears, so when the 'death order' appears, there will be an extremely important person in the rivers and lakes who will die in my hands." ”

Su Weiyun said: "What is the death order?" ”

While talking and delaying time, he took the opportunity to run his internal strength and recover his strength.

He knew that Xiao Tear Blood must have made such a plan, but he was confident that the magic of his "Wedding Dress Divine Skill" would never lose to Xiao Tear Blood's cultivation method.

Xiao said with tears: "The blood, fire and red smoke outside Chang'an City is the letter of the soul death order, and some people in the rivers and lakes have described this order as the 'Hades Order'. 'The king of Hades wants you to die on the third watch, who dares to keep you until the fifth watch?' ’”

Su Weiyun said: "It seems that there must be a lot of masters who died in your hands." ”

Xiao said lightly: "There is no hundred, there are eighty." ”

Su Weiyun asked again: "Then is it that the Heavenly King Lao Tzu is here today, and he can't save me?" ”

This question actually made Xiao ponder with tears in his eyes, and it took him a long time before he said slowly: "You are the person I have thought to have the highest martial arts until now, and the most difficult person to kill. But what you said probably won't be wrong today. ”

Su Weiyun's internal strength had been running for a week, and he was in excellent condition, and he suddenly stretched out his body and flew high.

The sword shines brightly, and the white expanse complements the snow on the ground!

"It's a pity that I never have the habit of waiting for the king of heaven to save me!"