As soon as these words came out, the originally noisy inn immediately became silent.

Qu Huanbo pressed his hat, and when he looked up, the man's eyes were gloomy, his face was not good, he was wearing a blue and white knight's shirt, and the 'pine and white head' mark was printed on his back.

Point Cangpai?

Qu Huanbo said secretly in his heart.

In the past, the Diancang faction was the head of the righteous path in southern Xinjiang.

Barely able to stand up to the Ghost Cult.

However, after the re-emergence of the Killing Temple, the entire southern Xinjiang was reshuffled.

Qu Huanbo didn't expect that the disciple of Diancang, who claimed to be on the right path, would be so domineering.

Because he had another purpose for this trip, it was inconvenient to reveal his identity, but when it came to him, he couldn't sit idly by.

So Qu Huanbo slowly put down the dishes and chopsticks, and when he was about to teach him a lesson, the old man gave him a 'reassuring' look.

Qu Huanbo was slightly stunned, but he didn't expect this old man to still have deep roots.

He was also very curious about how he would deal with it.

I saw that the old man was still smiling, and first saluted the disciples of the Diancang Sect.

"Guest officer, there is really no mutton."

"But we have other food in our shop, do you want it?"

Hong Mao is the ninth generation disciple of the Diancang Sect.

is obviously talented, but unfortunately he has never had the opportunity to stand out.

There is no other reason.

As the leader of the righteous path in southern Xinjiang, the Diancang faction is really full of talents.

Point Cang Shuangying, point Cang Sisha.

Which one is not a genius in a million.

In contrast, Hongmao is overshadowed by a crowd of bright stars.

I, Hongmao, am missing an opportunity!

Soon the opportunity came to the fore.

After this competition, Shuangying and Sisha seemed to have been given a cold reception.

All of them were closed tightly by the master of the house.

And Hongmao finally came to work, and suddenly became the most important disciple of Cangsong Dao.

In one fell swoop, he became the leader of this jade division conference.

Before leaving, Cangsong Zhenren specially told him: This trip must be for me to order the Cang faction and show my position!

Then he talked about the grievances between the Great Light Temple and the Killing Temple.

With the Great Light Temple to rely on, you can act cheaply when the time comes, and you don't have to be restrained.

Hongmao is a thoughtful person, so he naturally understands the mind of Cangsong Zhenren.

And this inn, which brings together all major schools in southern Xinjiang, is a good opportunity to show its position.

"Oh? Let's hear it. ”

Before meeting, this old man lowered his eyebrows and was pleasing to his eyes, but Hong Mao's heart was soft, and he couldn't help but secretly say: This old guy is still an acquaintance.

But who knows, the old man smiled 'hehe': "Guest officer, do you want a copy of our braised head?" ”

As soon as these words came out, the smile on Hong Mao's face froze.

I 'grunt' for no reason.

When I looked up, I saw the old man's eyes that seemed to be smiling, and I couldn't help but feel hairy all over my body.

This old man is definitely not an ordinary person!

But at this moment, the old man suddenly reached out and slapped his cheek.

'Smack~'

"Guest officer, look at the old man's stinky mouth."

"It's a braised lion's head, a red-handed lion's head."

When Hong Mao heard this, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately laughed and scolded: "Isn't your old man a little confused when you're old, you really damn it." ”

The monks in the entire restaurant also joined in with the laughter and scolding.

"Hahaha, it also scared Lao Tzu."

"I thought I had met a black shop."

"Lao Tzu just ate a lot of meat and drank a lot of wine."

The next moment, the old man suddenly grinned at the corners of his mouth and bowed: "Hahaha, forgive me, all the guest officers."

It was the little old man who said the wrong thing for a while.

But the guest officer guessed well.

The old man did run a black shop before. ”

The laughter in the dining hall came to an abrupt end.

There were even a few monks who wanted to reach out and pick their throats.

"I used to burn a good head."

"But rest assured, guest officers, since the old man was transformed by the mage on the mountain, he has never killed anyone again.

Today's meals are good, so you can rest assured.

It's the old man's mouth, but it can't be changed in a while.

Please forgive me, please forgive me. ”

As soon as these words came out, the eyes of all the monks looking at the old man changed.

Just now I thought this was a country man.

But now that he looked at it, he had an unfathomable smile on his face, and he felt more and more unfathomable.

This is not a hermit master!

Thinking of the Killing Temple on the mountain again, it has always been practiced with blood, and it seems natural to open a black shop under the mountain.

"Big guy, eat and drink well, and the drinks are enough."

Although he said this, none of the monks dared to touch his chopsticks.

But he saw that the old man turned his head to look at Hongmao, and asked with a smile: "Guest officer, do you still want this braised lion head?" ”

"This ......"

"Although the old man's craftsmanship of braised lion's head is not as good as braised human head, it is also a small flavor in the world."

Hongmao didn't know what to say for a while.

It's just a black line on his head, and he wants to find someone to ask for his psychological shadow.

"Hmph, grandstanding!"

Hong Mao couldn't figure out the old man's bottom lineage, and he didn't know how to respond, so he followed the sound at this time.

I saw that the man lifted the hat, revealing a shiny rich face.

And he is wearing a 'Qingshui Hongbo shirt', and the 'dice' icon is printed on his shoulder, which is the symbol of Qinghong Villa.

"It turned out to be Brother Step!"

Bu Hengqiu once followed Bu Qingyun to Cangshan, so Hongmao recognized it at a glance.

Bu Hengqiu bowed slightly, hugged his fists, couldn't remember the other party's name and surname, and said hello.

Turning to the old man, he said with some arrogance: "It's just a villager in the remote mountains." ”

"Could it be that you also want to use the name of the Killing Temple, the fox and the tiger?"

After speaking, he looked at each other, obviously trying to overwhelm the old man's momentum.

The old man smiled slightly, but his gaze gradually moved upward, and under the momentum of Bu Hengqiu, he was as stable as Mount Tai.

Qu Huanbo's eyes lit up next to him: This old man is really not simple!

"Amitabha."

At this moment, a monk suddenly appeared outside the door.

"Hey, why is it so quiet today?"

Lisao put half a bag of Shu millet in the corner, turned his head and said: "Master Li, this is the new Shu millet, and it is still fragrant." ”

"Senior brother said that the wine last time was good, but the spiritual loss is so great that it can no longer be steamed in ordinary ways."

When the old man heard this, he laughed.

"The Buddha has a heart, and please ask Master Lisao to bring a good one for the old man."

Lisao clasped his hands together and nodded his head.

At this time, a sneer sounded in his ears: "Heh, Buddha? ”

"The world is declining, and anyone dares to call themselves Buddha~"

When he heard this, a touch of disdain flashed on his face, and he turned his head to look, who else was Bu Hengqiu?

"Amitabha."

"Good, good."

"Isn't this a step benefactor? The scars on your face are healed? ”

As soon as he said this, Bu Hengqiu's handsome face suddenly turned red.

This couldn't help but remind him of the unbearable memories in the secret realm of ten thousand gullies.

Secretly gritted his teeth and gave Lisao a vicious look.

ps: Monthly passes, recommended tickets, come to the bowl~

------Off topic------

I didn't pay attention to this chapter when I wrote it before, and there was a paragraph in the middle that turned out to be repeated, but now it has been revised and can be eaten with confidence.

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