Chapter 681: The Picture Poor Dagger
Mr. Hei and others have lived in this courtyard for more than ten days. In the past ten days, the strength of most of the martial artists has almost recovered.
However, these days, the subordinates who are waiting in the courtyard are complaining. These warriors brought by Mr. Hei have a huge amount of food, and they have to prepare a lot of meat every day. I had to eat five meals a day, and I couldn't stop my busy feet.
The most important thing is that these warriors are very short-tempered, and if something doesn't go their way, they will go up and kick you and punch you, although they don't use much force, they still beat many people who are bruised and swollen.
But everyone didn't dare to complain, these people were all guests of the prince's father-in-law, where did they dare to offend.
"Where's the meat? Hurry up and serve the meat, the grandfathers are hungry. "In the open space in the backyard, there were a dozen warriors punching and standing on stakes, and some people shouted loudly.
Martial arts cultivation requires a lot of energy. When they were in Anlu, these people could take special pills to replenish the blood qi in their bodies. But outside, you can only fill it by eating a lot of meat. Every warrior here can eat a sheep in a day.
"It's coming, it's coming, it's coming. Fang Hong shouted, and immediately after, dozens of little eunuchs came over with trays one by one.
On this tray, there are roasted whole lambs, and there are lamb stewpots, braised lamb and so on. The meat is all large and extremely crispy, making it especially convenient to eat.
This is also what Mr. Hei requested, after all, these martial artists need to rely on meat to replenish the energy in their bodies, if they are too fine, then they will be gone after two bites, and they will not be used at all.
"Come, come, eat. All the warriors gathered one after another, tore the mutton at will, and then stuffed it into their mouths.
Mr. Hei stood aside, his eyes slightly closed, as if he was cultivating his spirit. He didn't let those subordinates try it now, and he hadn't found any poison for so many days, and his spirit was a little lax.
"Mr. Black, let's get something to eat. Fang Hong carried a plate and walked to Mr. Hei's side. The plate contained a whole piece of braised mutton, which had just come out of the pot and was exuding a rich aroma on it.
"No need, just put it aside. Mr. Hei opened his eyes slightly, glanced at Fang Hong, and then said lightly. These days, this little eunuch has been waiting in front of and behind the saddle, although he has suffered a lot, but he has not complained a word, which makes Mr. Hei have a good impression of him, and his face is not as stiff as at the beginning.
"Yes...... This mutton is delicious while it's hot......" Fang Hong said with some trepidation, and then quickly put down the tray and stepped aside. Mr. Hei watched his movements, and felt a burst of amusement in his heart, he was not a man-eating monster, why was he so afraid of himself.
After Fang Hong left, Mr. Hei reached out and grabbed the whole piece of mutton.
The lamb is stewed very badly, and when you grasp it in your hand, you can feel the delicate texture on it. The strong aroma of marinade rushed into Mr. Black's nose, which made him can't help but have a trace of appetite.
However, out of caution, he cautiously approached the piece of mutton and sniffed it gently. There is a smell of herbs in it, but these herbs are not poisons, but some tonic medicines.
In this way, his heart was completely let go, and he quickly opened his mouth and took a big bite. To eat such a large piece of meat, you have to grasp it with your hands, and the juice of the food is dripping, which is called a refreshing one.
Mr. Hei's appetite is also quite large, and a large piece of beef is at least three catties, and he has eaten it in a few times. The meat was so delicious that he felt a little unsatisfied.
"Well, this meat tastes good, vaguely exuding the fragrance of herbs, go back to the little eunuch and ask for the secret recipe of this braised mutton. Mr. Black walked among the crowd and ate another piece of beef before he stopped his mouth.
"Everyone, pack your bags today, and we'll leave tomorrow." Mr. Hei picked up a sweat towel on the side, wiped the soup on his hands, and then said to everyone.
"Yes. The crowd quickly finished what they had eaten, and then prepared to go back and pack up.
"Guys, are you going to leave so soon, why don't you stay and play for a few more days?" Just as they were about to get busy, a slightly teasing voice came from behind them.
"It turned out to be you, a little eunuch, grandfathers can leave if they want to, stay if they want, and have a fart relationship with you. One of the hot-tempered warriors directly slapped the case and said angrily.
These warriors, but they look down on the eunuch with their hearts, an incomplete eunuch, and they feel that their eyes are dirty even when they look at them. This person spoke unceremoniously and didn't give Fang Hong face at all.
"Hey, you reckless people, eat me and drink me here every day, and you are still playing tricks on me here, it's really lawless. Fang Hong chuckled, looked up at this person and said.
"You are looking for death!" These days, Fang Hong has lowered his eyebrows and is pleasing to them, he can beat and scold, and today he dared to talk back to them, which made them feel a little unbearable.
The fiery martial artist immediately rushed over, and with a wave of one hand, he slammed it at Fang Hong's face. Fang Hong's eyelids raised slightly, his right hand was faster, and he suddenly grabbed the man's arm in his hand.
"Huh?" This martial artist was shocked, although he didn't use all his strength, but he also used four or five points of strength, this person was able to grab his hand first, and his strength was not weak. I've been here for half a month, but I haven't found anything abnormal, this person is so deeply hidden.
He subconsciously wanted to increase his strength, but before he could exert himself, he only felt a sharp pain in his arm, as if the other party's hands had turned into a huge iron tong.
"Click. After a breath, his bones were directly crushed. The originally thick arms formed a strange angle and went towards the back.
"Sting. Fang Hong pulled hard, countless bone stubble. In an instant, it pierced the skin of this martial artist and leaked through his body. "Ah......h
This arm is broken like this, and his martial arts path is considered to be useless, how can he accept it.
"Damn!" this sudden change of events did not react to the crowd around them, and by the time they came to their senses, the warrior's arm had already been scrapped.