"Drink to win!"

The response and harmony of the sparse Lala clearly expressed her dissatisfaction with Du Lengqiu. Also, whoever toasts you with a bowl of noodles will have the same idea.

Especially in northern Xinjiang.

The locals of northern Xinjiang are addicted to alcohol. And even if the hunter of the Central Plains is not good at drinking, if he stays here for three or five years, he will become an alcoholic. What do drunkards hate the most? Du Lengqiu's actions did not directly applaud, and they did not immediately scold, it was already for the sake of Du Lengqiu's fist.

Northern Xinjiang is bitter and cold, and many people need to use wine to warm their bodies, so the wine here is extremely spicy, just look at the name "Liuhuo". When the wine reached the throat, it was like swallowing a fire.

Du Lengqiu is not a saint who does not drink. But if it is a flowing fire with plain noodles, he is still grateful for it.

Bang

The door was once again violently pushed open, and the cold and the wind and snow crept in without hesitation. The hunters cursed, especially when the hunters who came in lifted their hoods to shield themselves from the wind and revealed their white faces, and the curses were instantly three times louder.

Jing Sen is a celebrity in the area, but an unpopular celebrity.

He was the son of a family, and he had been pampered since birth, and he was in two completely different classes from the other hunters who worked hard to make a living, which made them not have the slightest affection for each other.

This is already a very bad start for Jing Sen, but what is even worse is that he still thinks very highly of himself.

When Jing Sen was born, his mother had dreamed that colorful clouds covered the sky, so he was pinned on by his family since he was a child. When he was a child, his martial arts cultivation made rapid progress, but when he reached the peak of the day after tomorrow, he encountered a level, and he failed to break through to the innate until he was nineteen years old. This prevented him from sheltering his family from paying blood taxes.

In order to escape the eyes of his family, he wandered away from home and came to the north to hunt demons, hoping to return home one day in a beautiful way, so that those who looked down on him could see that he, Jing Sen was still the glorious unicorn.

Jing Sen's qualifications are indeed very good, and in less than a year after arriving in Northern Xinjiang, he was promoted to the innate realm, and he is the only scorpion near this camp.

Jing Sen's eyes swept away, and when he saw Du Lengqiu, his eyes suddenly lit up.

He rushed to Du Lengqiu's table in three steps and two steps, and shouted loudly: "Man, if there is any delicious big fish and meat, just send it, and the good wine will come to a jar first." ”

After speaking, he looked into Du Lengqiu's eyes, "Cold fire, what's so delicious about somen noodles." I invite you, good wine and good meat are enough. ”

Du Lengqiu tore the steamed buns into small pieces and threw them into the noodle soup, soaked them and ate them, put the bowl down, raised his thumb and pointed at himself, "Jing Sen, do I seem to be a person who is short of money?"

Jing Sen shook his head.

Du Lengqiu shook his head, complaining in his heart that this runaway young master did not understand human feelings.

Ever since he had practiced the Secret Language, he had rarely eaten meat again. Because it made him feel uncomfortable eating intelligent creatures. He doesn't know how long this psychological discomfort will last, but he believes that it will dissipate one day.

Jing Sen said eagerly: "Cold Fire, let's form a team." We also take care of each other. Ever since he happened to see Du Lengqiu's skills, he had this idea, and every time they met, he had to bring up the old things again. Of course, the result is exactly the same every time

"No!"

Du Lengqiu shook his head categorically. At this time, the thin boss came over with a wooden food table. The food table is a large wooden plate, on which are piled with pieces of meat stewed by various demon beasts, and the price is not high. These monsters are all killed by hunters and dragged to the camp to be sold, and the boss buys them at a low price and then sells them to the hunters, so that a virtuous circle is formed.

Because of the lack of spices, the smell of meat in northern Xinjiang was extremely strong, and Du Lengqiu was slightly sick to his stomach after smelling it. He picked up the wooden sword on the table, turned and left.

Pushing open the door, he stepped into the wind.

The restaurant is on the north side of the camp, and you can walk through an ramp to the guest rooms. The snow became thicker and thicker, and he stepped into it with one foot, burying Du Lengqiu's calf.

One foot deep and one foot shallow, he walked to the front of the guest room and opened the door with the key. The wooden door was cold, and the wooden thorns on the rough door stung his skin. Even the Iron God Stake turned on its automatic defense, shattering the wooden spikes to pieces. He cursed under his breath and stomped his foot at the doorway before closing the door.

He ignored the snow that came in at the door.

He was already familiar with the guest room, and with the help of the faint light, Du Lengqiu waved his finger and lit the oil lamp. A pale yellow light immediately filled the room.

There are only a few rooms in the camp, and most of them are often empty. Because of the extremely high fees, hunters would only book rooms to rest when they swallowed pills to cultivate. On normal days, they would either pitch a rudimentary tent in the camp or spend the night in the corner of the wall.

The guest rooms are the result of the combined efforts of wood and earth and stone, and there is always a cold wind coming in through the narrow gaps, disturbing the orange glow of the oil lamps.

Du Lengqiu took off his boots and sat cross-legged on the bed. Sleep and rest, of course he will rest, but never rest on such sheets and quilts dyed with greasy and dusty dyes of strange colors.

Fortunately, there is cultivation to pass the time.

The butterfly dance floated out of the scabbard, and in the blink of an eye, she turned into a living beauty. She still has a perfect goose egg face, willow eyebrows, and a long body, like a fairy.

But compared with the appearance of the empty sound temple when I first saw it, the butterfly dance has changed greatly. She no longer likes those poems and verses that moan without illness, but is full of love for life.

Her hair glowed in a rainbow of orange light, ten times more beautiful than the most gorgeous silk. Her originally dark pupils showed a magnificent rainbow, like a rainbow after the rain crumpled into her pupils.

Du Lengqiu said angrily: "Butterfly Dance, put away your tricks." ”

"Master, this is who I am. Don't you like to look at it?" she said as she gracefully spun in a circle, her skirt fluttering, like a fairy.

"I am neither Ning Caichen nor Xu Hanwen. I don't have their courage. ”

"I don't know what the master is talking about! Here is my Dharma protector!"

Du Lengqiu was about to meditate and practice, when there was a sound of footsteps outside his dream, and then a group of people opened a guest room with a shout, and then complained about various furniture.

These people are all heroes who go south and north, and they are absolutely rich in scolding.

Understandably, the price of this room is painful. But today's violent snowstorm is raging, so these heroes have to take out real money. Seeing this terrible guest room environment, they didn't explode and were already considered to be recuperating. However, as long as Du Lengqiu thought about four or five rough men crammed into a bed, he couldn't help but sigh, hey, it's unbearable.

Look at your own guest room, there is such an eye-catching beauty as Butterfly Dance, which makes people feel a sense of superiority. It's no wonder that there are always some guys who are beautiful in luxury cars and enjoy this feeling.

"Vulgar!" Du Lengqiu criticized in his heart, but he couldn't hide the smile on the corner of his mouth.

Just as they stopped and Du Lengqiu was preparing to practice again, another person came through the snow and came to the door and shouted: "Lenghuo, I heard that Chengmen Lixue expressed his sincerity, I will come once today, let you see that I am not empty words." ”

"Holy, Jing Sen. Du Lengqiu almost blurted out, but fortunately, he lingered around his mouth and swallowed the dirty words back. He had a headache, this Jing Sen was two years older than him, but he was a pampered giant baby, and he liked to start from his own point of view no matter what. As for what others are thinking, hehe, I'm sorry that he never paid attention to it.

Butterfly Dance winked at Du Lengqiu, as if teasing Du Lengqiu's attractiveness. Du Lengqiu rolled his eyes, ignored Jing Sen at all, and began to practice on his own.

Tail God Pillar

This is one of the most bizarre inner deities. It's a bit of a stretch to say that he's inside because it's not really in the body. As the end of the twenty-four body gods. The Tail God Pillar is the most difficult when refining the gods. Du Lengqiu is now stuck here, and after many efforts, he can't get the point.

The God Refining Diagram has been observed by him countless times, and only he has been so attentive in the college entrance examination that year. However, putting in the heart doesn't necessarily lead to results.

An hour later, Du Lengqiu jumped off the bed tiredly and moved his hands and feet. In his senses, there was no one outside the door. I don't know when, Jing Sen has already left.

He smiled, not careless.

After a short rest, Du Lengqiu continued to compete with the Refining God Diagram, occasionally trying to condense the Heavenly Pillar God in the Sea of Knowledge, but he didn't make any waves.

Early in the morning of the second day, the sky cleared, and the never-ending north was also put into a bag by Granny Wind.

Thousands of miles of silver.

A round of red sun is reflected on the snow, the great beauty of this sincere heaven and earth.

Du Lengqiu opened the door of the house, stared at a pair of dark circles and walked out. Jing Sen was naturally not at the door, and the hunter next door also left early.

There are only two people left in the camp of Nuoda.

Du Lengqiu walked into the restaurant again, only to see the boss slowly twist a fennel bean with his thin fingers, put it in his mouth and chew it slowly. His eyes were closed, and his expression was full of unparalleled enjoyment. Then he took a sip of the bowl and frowned slightly, as if he was not very satisfied with the wine, but then stretched it out again.

"The boss is from Jiangnan?"

The boss swallowed the wine and beans together, and then opened his eyes, and the scratches on his face shook twice before asking, "How did you guess?"

Du Lengqiu pointed to the plate and said with a smile: "Northerners prefer to eat peanuts. ”

"Yes, it's obvious. He glanced at Du Lengqiu and said, "The young man is in the right place." Do you want a bowl of kidney noodles? The kidneys of the triangular demon cow are definitely strong!"

The two have known each other for more than a month, and it doesn't hurt to joke with each other. Although talking about kidney noodles, the boss prepared the hot steamed buns early. But it's only steamed buns.

Seeing Du Lengqiu absentmindedly tearing the steamed buns and eating, his eyes were scattered and he had no focus. The boss picked up another fennel bean and tasted it slowly.

After a long time, he sighed, "Glutinous but not greasy, if I didn't learn martial arts but went to open a store, I would definitely be the best bean master in Jiangnan." ”

Seeing that Du Lengqiu was ready to leave, the boss suddenly opened his mouth and asked, "Leng Huo, have you encountered any problems?"

Du Lengqiu scratched his head, "Tail God Heavenly Pillar, does the boss understand?"

The boss frowned, "It's all the same refining god, why do you have to choose this?"

"Because I like a handsome bull fork character, if you want to be like him, you have to train to become a tail god pillar. That's a pretty cool power. If you see it, boss, I guarantee that you are envious, jealous and hateful. ”

"Okay, I've only heard a word from a master about the Tail God Heavenly Pillar, and I don't know if it's true or not, just listen to it. The boss was a little hesitant, obviously not believing it.

"I'm listening!"

"Just listen to it, but don't take it seriously. The boss explained again.

"Uh-huh, let's talk about it quickly!" Du Lengqiu didn't care. The boss is admittedly a master, but obviously he has not advanced to the Divine Power Secret Realm, otherwise he would not have come here to take charge of a camp. So, it's like the boss said, just listen to it.

"The pillar of heaven is not a pillar, it is empty. ”

Du Lengqiu savored it a little, and couldn't help but be shocked, and his expression changed suddenly.