Guo Ao was surprised: "Go home? What kind of home to go back to? The girl groaned: "Zhu Hui's Palace, Qinglan Pavilion." Banjing Pond, Jiefeng Courtyard......"

Guo Ao was moved. This is a fu he wrote when he was young, and the content of the fu is beautiful, and it is written about his family. It's just that he has never shown this fu to others, how can this girl know?

Guo Ao's eyes shot out a sword-like brilliance again: "Who are you?" Why do you know so many things? The girl laughed, "You'll know sooner or later, anyway, so why don't I tell you?" - By the way, do you want to know my name? Guo Ao nodded slowly: "Yes." ”

This girl really knows too many things, and each of them is enough to kill Guo Ao.

The girl laughed and said, "If you want to know my name, why don't you ask me to tell you?" You should always know that a big girl like me shouldn't just tell her name to others. Guo Ao smiled slightly and said slowly: "Ask the girl to tell me the name." He had come to understand the girl's temper.

Women should let them at the right time. It is enough only at the right time, and it will be more troublesome to let it be.

Now is the most appropriate time, Guo Ao knows that this girl is willing to say her name, but she just wants to bargain for something. Sure enough, the girl laughed and said, "Since you begged me to tell you your name, and you begged so pitifully, I have no choice but to be kind and tell you." My name is Bian Qingheng, have you heard of it? Guo Ao groaned. He had a familiar feeling of this name, as if he had heard it somewhere. He tried to remember, but he couldn't. So he shook his head.

Bian Qingheng was obviously disappointed, she let out an "oh", and then smiled: "It's okay, you'll hear it often in the future." Let's go. Guo Ao said: "Where to go?" Bian Qingheng smiled: "Your memory is really bad. Didn't you say you'd go home?

Guo Ao was silent.

Family? For the waves wandering the rivers and lakes, home is such an attractive word, but what a sad word home is - the waves have no home. In the night rain of the rivers and lakes, in the wind and dust of the end of the world, every wave wants to have a home, but on the horses in the late spring, on the tip of the bloody blade, every wave does not want to have a home. Or rather, they don't dare to have a home. However, no matter what the waves, whether they want to or not, they have a home. There are old parents with gray hair and temples, brothers and sisters, and even wives and children.

Guo Ao is naturally no exception. It's just that few people in the rivers and lakes know where his home is. Naturally, he rarely mentions it. Very little, that is, he only mentioned it to Li Qingchou, and there was no one else. But this girl named Bian Qingheng obviously knows, and knows very well. Originally, Guo Ao would have felt strange, but now he is not ready to be strange. This girl knows too much, and the more you ask, the less she says. When you don't ask, she says it all the way. Isn't that fatal?

Bian Qingheng's palm gently stroked Shangguan Hong's neck. Shangguan Hong's face was pale and his expression was haggard. No matter who can see, Bian Qingheng is by no means a ruthless person, especially for women. So Guo Ao quickly replied: "I promise you that it is." You put her down first. Bian Qingheng shook his head and said, "If I put her down, Guo Daxia's heart sword should be released." Guo Ao frowned and said, "Then what do you want?" Bian Qingheng said: "Unless Guo Daxia can order a few acupoints by himself, then I can rest assured!" ”

Guo Ao was silent. He slowly raised his left hand and tapped it a few times under his right rib to hold his energy shut.

Bian Qingheng breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Guo Daxia is really a righteous person, and he is so responsible for this little child. Guo Ao didn't move, and said, "Let's go!" Bian Qingheng said: "But I should also show some sincerity." She took out a green pill from her bosom and fed it to Shangguan Hongzui. The pill melted in his mouth, and Shangguan Hong swallowed it effortlessly.

Guo Ao was moved: "Li Qingchou's Bixin Dan? Bian Qingheng blinked his eyes and said, "What is Li Qingchou's Bixin Pill?" Where is it? Guo Ao said: "What you fed Shangguan Hong to eat, isn't it Bixin Dan?" Bian Qingheng said with a smile: "It's Bixin Dan is good, but it's not the Bixin Dan of 'Li Qingchou', but the Bixin Dan of 'Bian Qingheng', you must distinguish it clearly." ”

Guo Ao stopped talking again. Bian Qingheng said: "Let's go!" With a whistle, Lin slowly drove out of a big car. Guo Ao's brows furrowed. Bian Qingheng said with a smile: "You see how considerate I am, I know that you have ordered an acupoint, she is sick, and she is not suitable for walking, so I specially prepared a carriage for you." ”

Guo Ao didn't say a word, and jumped to the car with Shangguan Hong in his arms. Bian Qingheng stood motionless on the ground. Guo Ao frowned and said, "Why don't you leave?" Bian Qingheng crossed his waist and said loudly: "You're good, just sit down in a big way, do you want to let me drive you for the girl?" Are you still not a man? ”

Guo Ao glanced at Shangguan Hong, got out of the car, and sat in the groom's position.

Bian Qingheng jumped into the carriage proudly, and heard her say to Shangguan Hong: "Good sister, you can rest assured." Even if he was a man, he was a stupid man. Guo Ao smiled bitterly and whipped out, the horse's hooves were obtained, and he drove away on the mountain road.

He was still acting above board, and he pointed out that he had really sealed his own bloodline. It's just that he didn't expect Bian Qingheng to come forward to check, as if he completely believed him. But didn't this put a shackle on him, so that he could not escape?

Guo Ao's royal car skills are excellent, and the carriage walks on the bumpy mountain road, which is very stable and not slow. The sun is sinking in the west. Following Bian Qingheng's guidance, the carriage moved forward, and the road became narrower and narrower, and it became more and more difficult.

A small thatched shop flashed on the side of the road. The shaking sake has been washed away by the wind and dust. Bian Qingheng lifted the curtain with his bare hands: "It's late, let's rest here!" ”

The hotel is small but clean. At dusk, there were few people in the shop, except for the boss and the guys, a few farmers got together and drank the cheapest turbid wine together.

On the seat near the window sat a Jianghu guest who fell to the top. He seemed to be drunk, and he lay down on the table, looking even more down. There was only a pot of wine on his table, not even a side dish. Guo Ao only hopes that when he is old, he will not be as lonely as him.

Bian Qingheng chose a new table, asked the boss to wash it with water, sat down, ordered a few side dishes casually, and Guo Ao ordered a pot of wine.

The food came up, and it wasn't very bad. Bian Qingheng sighed, took a bite and said, "It's not good!" Guo Ao ignored him. After following Shangguan Hong, he took the vegetable soup and bought rice, and he was ready to eat to his heart's content. Bian Qingheng "snapped" and slammed the chopsticks on the table, and said loudly: "You can also eat such a meal?" Guo Ao said coldly: "If you can't eat it, you have to eat it, do you have anything better?" Bian Qingheng said: "This is also called food?" This...... This can only be called pig food! Guo Ao said: "What about pig food, you can't even cook pig food." ”

Bian Qingheng's chest rose and fell, and his face began to show green anger again, and he said loudly: "Who said I can't cook?" I'll show you! "She actually rushed into the kitchen. Shangguan Hong secretly laughed: "Uncle Guo, this girl seems to really like you." Guo Ao said: "It's always a good thing to have good food to eat." Shangguan Hong said: "How does Uncle Guo know that the food she cooks must be delicious?" Guo Ao said: "If it's not delicious, she won't rush to do it!" ”

There was a loud noise in the kitchen, and the food was still delicious, and this little shop had been turned upside down. The owner of the hotel stood aside with a bitter face, and every time there was a noise in the kitchen, his face was trembling. But he could also see that this girl who often had a green face was very difficult to provoke, so he could only dare to be angry and dare not speak.

Guo Ao smiled: "You don't have to worry, there will always be someone to pay!" The boss hurriedly smiled and said, "Although the guys in the small shop are ordinary, in the eyes of the villain, they are extremely precious." These guys have been with me for decades, and I can't bear to see them destroyed. ”

Suddenly I heard a chuckle: "It's done!" Bian Qingheng held a large wooden plate and walked out with a smile. On the wooden plate are four small plates, two meat and two vegetables, and the portion is not much. Bian Qingheng obviously also knows the truth that he can't be happy.

Shangguan Hong stared at the four dishes, and his eyes seemed to be straight. The aroma of this dish is not heavy, just to arouse people's appetite, and the dish is more well matched, never making people feel greasy, and of course not too light. Bian Qingheng turned out to be a master cook. Now she stood aside, like the most attentive housewife, anxiously waiting for her guests to taste the food she had cooked with her own hands. Guo Ao obviously couldn't think of it, his chopsticks couldn't help but stretch out, and he even forgot to drink the wine.

One person said coldly: "Can you eat such a meal?" Bian Qingheng was stunned for a moment, and said angrily: "Who is talking nonsense?" Luo Tuoren on the table by the window stood up, and suddenly walked to Guo Ao's table. He picked up the dish cooked by Bian Qingheng, sniffed it on the side of his nose, shook his head and said, "This is simply pig food." He had a look of extreme disgust on his face, as if he had smelled pig dung instead of fragrant food.

Bian Qingheng's face turned green. She sneered, "As long as you can make a better meal than this, I'll serve you, or ......" She sneered and paused, and the unfinished words were more threatening than the finished ones. But the man cried out, "What better than this meal?" Who do you think of me? Bian Qingheng's voice was cold: "If you don't know how to cook, just get out of the way." She didn't believe that this man's food would be better than hers.

The man said, "I cook at least ten times better than you." Bian Qingheng smiled.

The man: "You don't believe it? Bian Qingheng was still laughing.

The man sighed, "Looks like I should show you my hand." Bian Qingheng directly made a "please" gesture.

The man sighed and walked into the kitchen. But there was no sound in the kitchen. Bian Qingheng kept sneering. She made up her mind that even if this person made an elixir, she would say that it was pig food.

After a long time, the man finally came out with a wooden plate. His wooden plate was larger than Bian Qingheng's, and there was only one plate on it—there was only one bag in the plate.

This bag also exudes aroma and looks delicious. But this bag is so big, it's two feet long. How can you eat such a big bag? Bian Qingheng was stunned.

The man put the bag on the table and said lightly: "Whether the food is good or not depends not only on the person who makes it, but also on the person who eats it." Looking at everyone's suspicious eyes, he explained, "Even if it is the world's best famous dish made by the world's best chef, if you meet a gluttonous person who can only eat nonsense, then you can only eat ordinary taste, right?" Bian Qingheng couldn't help but nodded. There is a lot of truth in his words.

The man laughed: "So you have to be able to see how I eat this dish in order to judge whether my dish is ten times better than yours." Otherwise, you don't even have room to put your beak, do you? Bian Qingheng sneered: "Isn't it just a bag?" Won't I still know how to eat buns? The man smiled silently.

Bian Qingheng stomped his foot and turned to the bag. Wrapped on the table. The whole table seemed to be filled with this bag. Bian Qingheng couldn't help frowning - this bag is so big that no matter who sees it, there is a feeling that a tiger has nowhere to eat. Bian Qingheng's face was cloudy, and he looked like a tigress trapped in an iron cage.

Fortunately, Bian Qingheng also has her own way. She shouted, "Guo Ao! Are you just watching me being bullied? "When a woman encounters something that can't be resolved, she pushes the matter on to the man. So now this big trouble is in Guo Ao's hands.

Guo Ao's eyes flashed, staring at the bag. This bag is so bizarre, it is like a peerless swordsmanship performed by a famous swordsman, and anyone who sees it can't be moved. He also wants to uncover the secret of this package and eat the famous dishes to his mouth!

His eyes were fixed on the bag, and he looked at the work of a stick of incense, and suddenly said slowly: "I am a swordsman." Luo Tuoren nodded. Guo Ao said: "I am used to treating everything I encounter with the thinking of a sword, and this bag is no exception. Luo Tuoren nodded again. This is not surprising. Guo Ao said: "If you look at the swordsmanship, there is only one weakness in your bag, and that is this seam." "Each bag has a seam, and the foreskin is kneaded together along this seam to seal the filling inside. Guo Ao said lightly, "I had no choice but to work on this seam." He raised his chopsticks and slashed them along the seams.

Although he has been pointed, his posture is still beautiful and natural and impeccable. Peerless swordsmanship does not have to be performed with peerless internal strength. This stroke is integrated into the essence of Guo Ao's swordsmanship, and there is a faint posture of a waterfowl flying.

The bag suddenly cracked and lay flat on the wooden plate. Inside the bag, there are two side dishes and a pot of wine. The dishes and flasks for side dishes are made of white flour and glued together with the foreskin, making them crystal clear. It's no longer a dish, it's a delicate work of art.

Guo Ao picked up the wine jug made of dough, poured it up to the sky, moved his chopsticks, and after drinking the wine, the two dishes were almost eaten. Then he rolled up the whole foreskin, rolled the rest of the side dishes in it, and ate it cleanly. Although the bag is large, the skin is extremely thin, and after eating the wine, vegetables, and skin, it is just slightly full. The cooks apparently took all of this into account.

Bian Qingheng was stunned. This dish is exquisitely made, and it is also exquisitely eaten, and it is already the world's first-class famous dish without asking about the taste. What's more, looking at Guo Ao's expression, I am afraid that the taste is farther than himself. Guo Ao seemed to have swallowed his tongue, and that expression was really hateful.

Luo Tuoren's gaze had already turned to Bian Qingheng, waiting for her to speak. Bian Qingheng made up his mind to cheat. If a woman makes up her mind to cheat, there is nothing a man can do. Bian Qingheng understands this truth very well.

She sneered, "Isn't it great? I don't think there's anything surprising about your dish, it's far worse than mine! Luo Tuo said: "Your recipe is nothing...... But if it's poisonous, is it good? Bian Qingheng was taken aback: "The dish is poisonous, how is this possible?" Luo Tuo said: "You are using the store's vegetables, the store's oil, if the vegetable oil is poisonous, it is impossible for the dishes you make to be poisonous or not." The owner of the hotel called out to the sky: "Guest officer! You can't wronged us! How can our oil be poisonous? He rushed into the kitchen, took out the oil bottle and the greens, took a big sip of oil, ate a piece of greens, and exclaimed, "Don't you see I'm all right?" We have a small business, so we can't stand being framed! The peasants who were drinking and the shopkeepers gathered around and said, "How could Daddy Qi poison him?" I'm afraid it's nonsense! ”

Luo Tuoren said lightly: "The poison of oil and the poison of vegetables are not poisonous, but these two poisons are mixed together, and after the heat, they become a drop of poison that kills people. The shopkeeper was stunned. A kind of sharpness began to emerge from his body, which made his people look different. He is no longer a small boss at the mercy of others, but has become a high-roller who is proud of the rivers and lakes. His gaze was like a knife, staring at Luo Tuoren's face: "Who are you?" How can you see through my arrangement? Luo Tuoren smiled. His smile made him look even more languid: "Me? I'm just a cook. The poisoner's eyes flashed: "Kitchen? Could it be that you are the one who solves the knife and Ding Wuhou? Luo Tuo said: "If it weren't for Ding Wuhou, how could he know the magic method of poisoning outside the poisonous hand, and how could he use the poison outside the poisonous hand to make non-toxic dishes?" ”

The Poison Hand Man said hatefully, "You really deserve to die! Bian Qingheng had already shouted: "You deserve to die!" We have no grudge against you, why do you want to poison us? The poison hand man smiled: "If it weren't for the two million taels of silver, I really have no grudge against you." ”

Guo Ao exclaimed: "You are also here for Dart Yin?" The hand-poisoner said: "Do you think I pretended to be a country man to buy wine, just because of interest?" Guo Ao stopped talking. The poisoner said with a smile: "Although you did not die under my poison, fortunately I was not only called the poisoner, but also the outsider." ”

A few murderous auras forced over. The faces of the farmers and the men changed. It became as dazzling as the outside of the poison hand. They had formed a ring-shaped killing formation and surrounded Guo Ao and the four of them.

The poisoner said: "Although Ding Wuhou is known as the knife to solve the cow, the knife skill is most of the time in the knife to solve the cow, and I can eat and live alone." Although this girl's internal strength is hot, it is enough to have the three brothers of the Nie family. What we were most afraid of was the sword god, but unfortunately the sword god was pointed. He didn't mention Shangguan Hong, because a little girl of eleven or twelve, what can she do?

Guo Ao smiled bitterly, and the faces of Bian Qingheng and Ding Wuhou also changed. The three brothers of the Nie family are those farmers, and each of them has a hoe and sickle in their hands, but this hoe and sickle is faintly different from the usual, and it is obviously an extremely powerful foreign weapon. These three brothers have full eyes and long hands and feet, and they are obviously not easy people to deal with. They stood apart, just sandwiching Bian Qingheng in between. Shangguan Hong seemed so frightened that he couldn't move.

Guo Ao sighed lightly and asked, "Are you instructed by others, or do you want to kill us yourself?" The poisoner smiled and said, "When you get to Huangquan Road, you can think about this problem slowly!" He waved his hand, and the farmer and the men pounced on him.

The sword light is like lightning, but it is also lit up at the same time!