The moon is bright and clean, and the clear light of the moon flows like water on the earth.

The night was clear, and the dark sky was dotted with twinkling stars.

Da Da Da ......

A fast horse gallops in this beautiful night.

The young man on horseback is almost one meter nine tall, with broad shoulders and a burly body.

The soft moonlight shone on his face, revealing a resolute countenance, and there was a sense of calmness in his eyes.

This young man is none other than Dian Wei who left Hanxiang Valley and returned to Cangtong Town!

Over Hengduan Mountain, over Maojiazhai, all the way unimpeded.

In the blink of an eye, Sword Town arrived.

"Sword Town ......"

Dian Wei looked up at the huge town.

It was late at night, and the town of Swords was quiet, and the sound of striking iron was not heard, and most of the streets were dark and dreary, except for a few places where white lanterns were hung, swaying in the night wind.

"Do you want to stay overnight?"

Dian Wei planned to buy some alien beast meat on the way.

After all, after he returned to Cangtong Town, he would mainly practice moving mountains next, and it would not work without the nourishment of foreign beast meat.

But there is no night market in Sword Town, and the shops have long been closed for rest, so they can only wait for tomorrow.

Dian Wei pondered:

If he returns directly to Cangtong Town, it is estimated that he will have to run back again tomorrow, so it is better to simply stay in Sword Town for one night, and it is not too late to go back tomorrow after purchasing the meat of the alien beast.

With this in mind.

Dian Wei began to slow down his horse, entering Sword Town at a constant speed, and marching unhurriedly through the streets.

"I remember there was an inn on the street to the east." Dian Wei searched as he walked.

After a while, he heard a commotion.

I saw three strong men walking out of a blacksmith shop on the side of the street.

Two of them were strong, copper-skinned, and at first glance they were blacksmiths who had been with fire for many years.

The other man was tall, dressed in a short suit, with a knife pinned to his waist and a mantle.

"Those two are blacksmiths, and the other should be warriors."

Dian Wei carefully observed the every move of the three strong men, judging from the body movements and footsteps when walking, the young man with the knife was definitely a martial arts practitioner.

The three of them talked and laughed.

"Brother Meng, thank you for coming to visit Master, his old man is just infected with the wind and cold, don't worry, I believe he will get better soon." A round-faced blacksmith smiled at the young man with a knife.

"Hey, what are you polite to me, when I was a child, my family was poor and couldn't eat, thanks to your master's help, when I practiced martial arts, your master often funded me, he treated me like a son, and his kindness was like a mountain, can I not come to see him when he is sick?" The young man with the knife smiled heartily.

"Brother Meng, are you hungry? Otherwise, we'll have a late-night snack on the hour. The other blacksmith laughed.

The young man with the knife touched his stomach: "Don't say it, I came all the way and didn't eat lunch or dinner." ”

The round-faced blacksmith said: "Then dare to be kind, our brothers invite you to drink and catch up with the old days." ”

The young man with the knife looked around: "It's so late, is there a place to eat?" ”

Round-faced blacksmith: "There's a stall nearby, and the vendors are quite good, with wine, meat, and noodles." ”

The young man with the knife laughed and said, "Okay, let's go eat together." ”

Three strong men walked forward.

Dian Wei stopped paying attention and continued to look for the inn, but the three strong men also turned into East Street.

At the mouth of an alley, a hazy light shines.

Three strong men walked into the alley.

Dian Wei passed by the place and turned his head to look into the alley.

Less than ten meters away from the mouth of the alley, there is a simple stall with only two tables and a few benches.

The owner of the stall was a white-haired old man who built a carport and made two stoves with two cauldrons on them.

Billowing white smoke came out, making most of the alley cloudy, and people could only see a vague figure when they entered.

Three strong men sat down at a table.

"Boss, let's first order three bowls of hot noodle soup to quench hunger, then fry a few specialty dishes, and make a jar of good wine."

A round-faced blacksmith familiar with ordering.

The white-haired old man seemed to be old and didn't have a few teeth, and said vaguely: "Wait a while, the guest will come." ”

Dian Wei looked ahead, the black light was blind, and he didn't know where to find the inn.

"Go and ask the old man."

Dian Wei dismounted, took the reins and walked into the alley, came to the side of the stall, and looked up at the white-haired old man under the carport.

As soon as I was about to ask, I saw it in vain......

The white-haired old man raised his hand, grabbed his scalp and pulled it, and suddenly, he took off his head and put it on the cutting board!

Then, he picked up the kitchen knife on the cutting board, raised it, and slashed it down.

Chop off a handful of hair!

Throw it into a cauldron full of boiling water!

The white-haired old man grabbed his head again, put it back on his neck, walked over to the cauldron, and stirred it a few times with his chopsticks.

Then, he took three large bowls and laid them out in a row, fished out the white hairs from the pot, and divided them into three large bowls.

Finally, scoop some soup into it.

The white-haired old man picked up the three large bowls, turned around, and walked towards the three strong men opposite.

"Three guests, here comes the hot noodle soup you wanted." The white-haired old man brought three bowls of noodles to the table.

The young man with the knife looked at it, smelled it, showed a bright expression in front of him, and said with a smile: "Yo, what a fragrant noodle!" ”

The round-faced blacksmith laughed, "It tastes better." ”

The three strong men picked up the chopsticks and began to eat the hair, which was sudden and bursting, and they couldn't stop.

The white-haired old man looked at the three of them and asked, "I have a lot of side dishes that I can cook here, do you have any special food you want to eat?" ”

The young man with the knife swallowed the hair in his mouth, thought for a while, and said, "Is there a 'braised large intestine'?" ”

White-haired old man: "Yes." ”

The young man with the knife: "Let's have one, it would be better if there was 'spicy pig brain'." ”

White-haired old man: "Both." ”

Round-faced blacksmith: "Then I want a fried pig ear." ”

Another blacksmith: "I want a 'stir-fried chicken heart', I haven't eaten it in a long time." ”

The white-haired old man made a note of it, turned around and walked back to the carport, lifted his clothes, exposed his belly, took it and cut it, pulled out a piece of pink intestines, and put it on the cutting board.

Pick up a knife and chop it off!

Then, the white-haired old man stuffed the remaining intestines into his stomach, then cut the intestines from the cutting board into small pieces and put them on a plate.

Then he walked over to another stove and removed the cauldron.

The white-haired old man rolled up his sleeves and put his hand into the fire to roast, and gradually, a drop of golden grease was baked, and then he caught it with the cauldron.

Immediately afterwards, the white-haired old man picked up the plate, poured a small section of the large intestine into it, and stir-fried it.

Stir-fried for a while......

The white-haired old man raised his hand and gouged out his left eye, pinched it, threw it into the pot, stirred it casually, and poured the contents of the pot into the plate.

A portion of braised large intestine is freshly baked!

Next, the white-haired old man plucked off his head again and knocked open the back of his head, revealing the head inside.

Dig out a large piece, cut it into pieces, and match it with his tears to make a "spicy pig brain".

And that's not all.

The white-haired old man cut off his ears and matched them with a handful of armpit hair, and the fried pig ears were quickly made.

In the end, he dug out the heart, matched it with a fingernail cap, and fried chicken hearts were also available.

Four hard dishes are served quickly.

At this moment, the three strong men had just finished eating the hot noodle soup, and then they smelled the irresistible deliciousness, and they couldn't be hungry one by one.

"Boss, your side dish is fried, it looks delicious." The young man with the knife was full of relish.

"Wine, boss!" The round-faced blacksmith greeted.

"Here it is." The white-haired old man turned around and walked into the carport, took out a clay pot, and cut his wrists to bleed.

Soon, the clay pot was full.

The white-haired old man picked up the clay pot, shook it twice at will, and sent it to the table of the three strong men.

"Delicious!"

"yes, this dish is so delicious, I have never eaten such a delicious dish."

"Brother Meng, hurry up and taste this wine, the taste is amazing!"

"Drink together, I will toast you a bowl."

……

The three strong men ate happily, enjoyed delicious wine, talked and laughed, and were so happy.

At this moment, Dian Wei had already withdrawn from the alley, standing in a dark corner, silently watching this scene.

After the white-haired old man had nothing to do, he sat in the carport and watched silently

Before I knew it, about an hour had passed.

The three strong men were full of wine and food, and their faces were ruddy, drunk, and they all looked satisfied.

"Brother Meng, I envy you so much, if you become a martial artist, you can easily earn money that I can't earn in my life." The round-faced blacksmith burped and shouted with a mouth full of wine.

"Brother Meng is developed, and he has face wherever he goes, unlike us, who have to whisper when he sees anyone." Another blacksmith also said.

"I'm a fart, I'm a bloody triple martial artist, and when I see those masters, I have to nod my head." The young man with the knife said this, but his face was full of smug smiles, as if he was enjoying the two blacksmiths' sycophants.

The young man with the knife stood up and beckoned, "It's late at night, let's go back to sleep." ”

As he spoke, he pulled out his wallet.

Seeing this, the round-faced blacksmith got up and said, "Brother Meng, what are you doing, didn't you say that I would come for a treat?" ”

The young man with the knife: "It's all the same, who is with whom." ”

The round-faced blacksmith said angrily: "I said that if I invite it, I will invite it, do you look down on me?" ”

The young man with the knife: "How come, it's not easy for you to make some money, let me ask for it." ”

Hearing this, the round-faced blacksmith was furious and roared: "The surname Meng, don't think that you are a martial artist now, you can casually look down on people, don't forget, I was your boss when I was a child." ”

The young man with the knife: "Okay, okay, you have a treat, I won't fight with you." ”

The round-faced blacksmith smiled fiercely, pointed to the tip of the nose of the young man with the knife and said, "You kid can't fight me if you want to!" Didn't you always like that 'Little Red', didn't she marry me in the end? Any idea why she is marrying me? It's because Lao Tzu slept with her first, and she had to marry me! ”

The young man with the knife sobered up in vain: "What did you say? What did you do with Little Red? ”

The round-faced blacksmith laughed and said: "Xiaohong, that slut, used to hook up with me all the time, and then you became a martial artist, she ignored me, I'm bah!" What am I, I want to sleep with her, and I can't cure her when I press it to the bed? ”

The young man with the knife was instantly furious, and with a loud sound, he pulled his knife out of its sheath and slashed at the round-faced blacksmith.

Burst!

Half of the round-faced blacksmith's neck was almost cut off, and blood spurted out......