"Salsa ......"

Brushing aside the grass in front of him, a path down the mountain appeared in front of Zhao Ke, wiped the sweat on his forehead, and vaguely saw that there seemed to be a village and town under the mountain.

Looking at the sky again, I guess I should be able to get to that town by the time it gets dark tonight.

He was not in a hurry to return to reality, anyway, there were still ten days, and instead of going back in a daze, he would not go down the mountain to see what kind of world this was.

As for the extended mission that originally protected Zhou Shun from the mountain, as early as when he killed Zhou Shun, he had already been prompted that the mission had failed.

But Zhao Ke didn't care, he preferred to be alone and free than to carry a drag oil bottle that would change at any time.

Reaching out and grabbing it, I saw a bottle of water bottle appear in Zhao Ke's hand.

"Suck Yo"

The warm hot tea flowed out along the mouth of the pot, this tea was a broken tea turned out of Xiong Er's house, it didn't taste very good, but it was very thirst-quenching.

"Convert!"

Zhao Ke's heart moved, and he saw that the kettle in his hand immediately turned into a stamp again and returned to the stamp book.

Although he had studied all the way, Zhao Ke couldn't help but show a little joy on his face, the more he studied, the more interesting he felt.

After the item is converted into a stamp, everything seems to be frozen in time, whether it is the temperature or the taste, everything remains the same as it was when it was transformed, and it will not change no matter how long it takes.

For a chef, it's a god that he has pots and pans everywhere he goes, as if he had a freezer with a vacuum space with him.

And no one can see what is in their album unless they allow it, and there is an even more important ability for themselves, and that is ...... Destroy the corpses!

However, the stamp album does not seem to be a panacea, and when I tried to convert a large stone full four meters high into a stamp, I got a non-convertible reminder that I did not have enough permission.

When I was going down the mountain, I encountered a snake and tried to put the snake in it, but the result was still prompted that the authority was not enough, and in the end I could only turn the snake into a corpse before it was included in the postal book.

Obviously, in some ways, he can't convert anything into stamps, which makes Zhao Ke a little unhappy, but fortunately, most of the items he wants to convert are no problem.

For example, the corpses of Xiong Er and the old lady, although the corpse of the old lady is only a pile of bones, it is also a good material for making soup, and as for Xiong Er, it is even more rare to have high-quality materials.

Before, I still regretted that I could only bring two bear paws, but now...... The whole bear carcass was stuffed into the mail book.

After eating some roasted bear meat, Zhao Ke went on the road lightly, and when it was almost dark, he finally arrived at the town at the foot of the mountain.

It is said to be a town, but in Zhao Ke's eyes, it is more appropriate to call it a village, with grass houses and wooden houses everywhere, and all kinds of strange smells on the streets.

There are pigsties, sheep manure, and ...... The sour smell of decay, in short, the first time he stepped into the town, Zhao Ke was choked by the smell and almost vomited, so much so that he had to stuff a strip of cloth into his nostrils.

Looking at the costumes of those pedestrians on the street, just like the ordinary people in costume dramas, wearing clothes and shoes made of linen, Zhao Ke had an idea of whether he crossed over for a while.

As Zhou Shun said, this year is a disaster year, and Zhao Ke walked all the way and saw many people curled up and hiding in the corner, hungry.

When Zhao Ke passed by an alley, he could still detect some unkind eyes, and he was looking back and forth on himself, as if he was not so welcome to himself, a stranger-dressed foreigner.

"Uncle! Okay, take a bite to eat. ”

A beggar with unkempt hair and a face that couldn't see clearly saw Zhao Ke coming over from his side and pounced on Zhao Ke,

Zhao Ke's brows sank, and he didn't wait for the beggar to approach, he raised his leg and kicked the beggar on one side, and kicked the beggar out with one kick.

This kick didn't use much force, but with the blessing of the special stamp bear clothes, the strength was by no means light.

Just listen to "Bang! The beggar slammed into the wall on the side, and after a few convulsions, he fainted, and the kick missed the point, but with the beggar's physique, it is estimated that he will not live for a few days.

Seeing this, the other beggars' faces changed, and their legs, which had already stood up, immediately squatted back in place honestly, bowing their heads one by one, and not looking at the fainting beggar.

The expressions of these beggars around him were completely seen by Zhao Ke, and he smiled coldly.

Walked up to the fainting beggar, covered his nose with his hand, and picked the beggar's hand with his toes, only to see that under the tattered long sleeves, there was still a triangular iron thorn.

The so-called poor people must have something to hate.

He is not a bad person like Qi Liang, otherwise if he is really entangled by them, he is afraid that in the next second, he will only be afraid of himself when he lies on the ground.

After glancing at these beggars, Zhao Ke walked forward, and after Zhao Ke walked out of the alley, the beggars around him glanced at each other, slowly stood up, and surrounded the beggar who fainted to death on the ground.

A few faces full of smudges gradually revealed a touch of cruelty, and after several people looked at each other, they silently took out a kitchen knife from their arms

Although the town is very depressed and the environment is average, it is still a town after all, Zhao Ke found a fairly clean inn, and after throwing a piece of broken silver, he was arranged to the upper room.

After all, in these years, it is inconvenient to travel, and most of the hard workers living in the inn live in the backyard of the kind of chicken feather shop (also called Datong shop, but it is covered with chicken feathers) Zhao Ke's ingot silver is at least half a month's turnover.

The environment in which the house was not bad, but the taste of the food was ...... Zhao Ke really didn't dare to compliment, and the price was so expensive that Zhao Ke felt staggered, estimating the broken silver he found in Xiong Er's house, if he had three meals a day here, it was estimated that he wouldn't be able to last for two days.

Fortunately, there is no shortage of materials, and the shopkeeper discussed his own cooking, and the shopkeeper also readily agreed, and lived for two or three days in a row, this town was almost visited by himself, and he did not find any special places, but every time the shopkeeper sees Zhao Ke now, his face seems to be blooming every day, and he can't wait for Zhao Ke to live for a few more days.

There is no way, because the food cooked by Zhao Ke tastes so fragrant, there is no smoke machine in this era, Zhao Ke does it in the kitchen, and the whole street behind can smell the strong fragrance, which makes passers-by drool.

However, Zhao Ke is not his own cook, and the shopkeeper can only bring a pot of good wine every time, and his face is close to the front cover, and the two are familiar with each other.

"Little brother, you have been living here for a few days, if you are bored, you can go up to the North Slope Xiangshan Nunnery to play, that place ...... Hey. ”

Seeing Zhao Ke coming down from upstairs, the shopkeeper greeted him warmly, and stepped forward to propose to Zhao Ke.

"Xiangshan-an? Where do nuns live? Zhao Ke was stunned when he heard this, and he didn't understand what fun could be in the nun temple.

However, I saw the shopkeeper grinning, revealing the eyes that all men understand, and whispered in a sly voice: "That place is so much more fun, if you don't go, you will regret it." ”

"Female branch, courtyard?"

Looking at the shopkeeper's expression, Zhao Ke understood, his eyes couldn't help but light up, he was not interested in J Hospital, but he just felt very novel, after all, nunnery is rare in reality, let alone such a thing as opening a brothel in a nunnery.

"Hey! If you have something to eat, hurry up and bring up another pot of wine. ”

While Zhao Ke was talking to the shopkeeper, he saw a wave of people coming in from outside, and they knew by looking at the appearance that they were all street gangsters who had no serious work, and they didn't know where they made some money and ran to the restaurant.

Zhao Ke didn't care at first, and was about to get up and go to the Xiangshan Nunnery in the shopkeeper's mouth to take a look, but just after taking two steps, Zhao Ke suddenly paused, slightly raised his nose, and a very familiar smell made Zhao Ke frown, and his eyes re-examined these gangsters.

After a sweep, I saw that among the gangsters, a young man who looked to be in his early thirties was sitting in the middle of the gangster, his appearance was delicate, but his eyes looked evil inside and out.

The most important thing is that this person has a very faint fishy smell, which is the same as the smell on Xiong Er and the old lady.

Zhao Ke sat quietly on the side, only to hear the other party lower his voice, pulling a few gangsters and whispering: "My news, absolutely can't be wrong, that family lives on the mountain in the east, one old and one young, there are two people, the ancestor is an official, made a fortune, I heard that there are a lot of valuable treasures hidden......"

Several thugs listened with round eyes, looking at me, I look at you, and their minds couldn't help but become active.

"That ......" One of the people opened his mouth and wanted to ask carefully, but he saw the young man pressing his hand, signaling that the people around him were too busy to say more.

Seeing this, several gangsters thought so, and hurriedly urged the little guy to hurry up and serve the food.

"Sure enough, it's you!"

Zhao Ke was faced with several people, and after hearing the young man's words, he already understood the identity of this young man, just as he had guessed before, someone was deliberately spreading the news and leading people up the mountain to die.

Coupled with the familiar smell on the other party's body and the identity of the other party, Zhao Ke had already made a conclusion in his heart, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he stood up and went straight to the back kitchen.

"Hurry up! How can the dish be served so slowly. ”

After a while, the food was not served, and several gangsters sitting at the table couldn't help but urge, but they soon smelled a very special fragrance, I can't tell what the smell of meat is, but the taste is very special, not to mention a few gangsters, even the shopkeeper can't help but swallow his saliva, tiptoe to look at the back kitchen.

"It's coming!"

As soon as the kitchen door opened, I saw Zhao Ke come out with a pot of boiled broth and put it in front of several gangsters, only to see that the soup in the basin showed a golden soup, and the meat pieces inside were red and clear, and a pinch of green onions was sprinkled on it.

Not to mention a few gangsters, even the shopkeeper followed behind and drooled.

"It's fragrant."

A few gangsters were not polite when they saw this, picked up the dishes and chopsticks and began to eat in large gulps, the meat melted in the mouth, and it felt like biting on tofu, and the thick bone marrow was squeezed out along the cracks of the bones, making people want to swallow the bones together.

Several people ate oily noodles, and even the soup scrambled for it, and they ate this pot of meat in the blink of an eye.

"Man, what kind of meat is this, why is it so fragrant? Anything else? Another pot. ”

Someone felt that the food was not enjoyable, and he couldn't help but call the guy and ask.

"This ......"

The little guy couldn't help but be embarrassed, shook his head and said: "Several, this dish is not made by our cook, it is made by a guest who lives in the hotel, the guest said that this meat is a few days ago he passed by Dongshantou and saw a house, which I don't know who killed two bears, he felt that the meat was a pity, so he cut some and brought it down, this is bear meat, how can we have ......"

"Boom!"

After the little guy finished speaking, he saw that the young man sitting at the table suddenly turned pale, his eyes were staring at the pile of bones on the table in front of him, his lips turned purple for a while, he stood up and screamed: "Mother! Junior! ”

As soon as the words fell, I saw the young man's eyes roll, and the whole person fell to the ground and fainted.