It's three quarters.

Chigo Tavern.

Feng Qi clicked the jet-black iron abacus behind the counter.

In the future, although Uncle Zhou's family is his own people, the accounts still have to be counted in vain.

Zhou Wuji put on the clothes of the shopkeeper again, and beckoned the white towel around, as if he was practicing swords.

The little thief lay on the table, waving the rag in her hand boringly, and the clean table was smeared with a layer of water stains.

In the small courtyard.

The daughter-in-law of the Zhou family and her sister-in-law Zhou Wutong are picking vegetables with a smile and a smile.

It's the beginning of summer.

The sun is also scorching.

The huge futon was quietly set aside, and there was no old man who was basking in the sun on it.

West Wing Kitchen.

Feng Rui is teaching Zhou Jialang to prepare pepper and sesame sauce.

"Brother Lang, nothing has happened in the city recently, right?"

Sharp is smashing the dogwood.

"Big deal? I don't know what's a big deal. However, these days, there are many outsiders who speak the Sichuan dialect. ”

Zhou Jialang grinds peppers.

"They ate Brother Rui'er's pepper sesame sauce and praised it, so they had to buy some, so the pepper sesame sauce in the small store was consumed so quickly."

"Sichuanese?"

But what are the Sichuan people doing on the coast of Zhejiang?

"There is also a little black catcher, I have asked you where you are several times, intentionally or unintentionally, and I told him as you said."

Feng Rui frowned.

The little black head catcher is endless.

Under the mountain gate of the Immortal Sect, the master of the Shura Palace, the thousand-faced Shura, did not question the words of the Yin Lantern Mage, but the people behind the little black head hunter seemed to be dissatisfied with the Yin Lantern Mage.

Feng Rui also inquired about the situation of some Yin Lantern Mages.

The head of Shaolin Temple, who is already two years old, has a high internal force, he is called second, no one dares to call it first.

Although it has not been in Shaolin for more than ten years, its prestige is still there.

It seems that it is only the person in the Forbidden City.

Feng Rui shook his head.

That's it! Whether it's tempting or quietly rummaging, as long as you don't hurt your own house and let them go, it's hard to get out anyway.

A quarter past noon.

A group of customers poured into the small shop.

"Boss, say hello?"

A group of people wearing purple robes and gray bottoms entered the store, with a wide black belt around their waists, bulging and not knowing what to wrap, and the opening was a Sichuan dialect, which was very familiar and crowded the two tables.

Zhou Wuji didn't listen to what the white guest said, so he could only wipe the table with a smile.

"What do you want to eat?"

"The young man newly invited by the boss is in good spirits, and he greets the boss, and he has a lot of peppers, and he will be rewarded when he is suitable." A man waved his hand, and there was a faint clanging sound, I don't know if it was silver or something else.

It seems to be a regular visitor.

When the Zhou family heard Zhou Wu's return, he picked up the iron pot and began to get busy, and said in a low voice, "Brother Rui, there are those outsiders who love to eat pepper and sesame sauce outside." ”

Feng Rui glanced in the small courtyard.

The clothes are almost the same, they must have come from one place.

It looks like a person in the rivers and lakes, but he didn't see anyone carrying a sword on his back, but Feng Rui was a little uncertain.

"People from the Sichuan Shu Tang Sect."

The little female thief didn't know when she got close to the sharp.

Feng Rui nodded.

Sure enough, he is a person in the rivers and lakes, and he is still one of the five decent factions, and he is good at making secret weapons.

Fengrui is just strange, Yongjia County is not a traffic artery from the south to the north, why are so many people coming and going.

In front of it, there were Shura Palace and Sword Casting Villa, and I heard that there were also the Blood Palm Gang and the Heavenly Sword Alliance, and this came to a group of Tang Sects.

Aren't these people also coming for the Feng family's sword box and themselves?

There's no way, there's a big secret hidden in my heart, and now Feng Rui looks at everyone like a thief.

"The people in the rivers and lakes are the people in the rivers and lakes, as long as you eat and drink and give money."

Feng Rui faintly felt that something bad was going to happen, but he was not a half-immortal, and he didn't know how to resolve it.

There are some things that you can't escape.

The people of the Tang Sect were eating and drinking, and a group of people came in.

This group of people is no stranger.

"Yo! The little sister of the Feng family is back, where is your eldest brother? I heard that I couldn't get out of bed, but I got better. ”

As soon as he entered the shop, he saw Feng Qi behind the counter.

"Thank you for your concern, my eldest brother is much better and is in the back kitchen."

Feng Qi is also strange in his heart, these official brothers really have such a good relationship with their eldest brother, they have to ask if they don't see each other.

The secret of the Feng family's sword box, Feng Rui said something shallow to Feng Qi, only telling her that if she was caught by someone and threatened by life and death, she would say it to save her life first.

"Little Liuzi, go and inform Big Brother Xiaohei, Brother Xiaofeng is back."

Catching Kuaijia pushed a young man out of the shop.

Xiao Hei Catcher had explained to them, and when he saw Brother Xiao Feng coming back, he immediately reported to him.

Feng Rui also heard the sound of catching fast armor in the kitchen of the West Wing.

You can't hide from it, and the more you hide, the easier it is to make people suspicious.

"Brothers, you want to kill your younger brother, please take a seat, please take a seat."

Feng Rui personally carried a pot of tea and walked out, and the classic 'I miss you guys' relationship became hot.

"Brother Xiaofeng, you are finally back, and my brothers also remembered that my brothers were worried when they heard that you were sick."

Under the guidance of Feng Rui, Catching Kuaijia and the others made a table, and next to them were the people of the Tang Sect.

Catching Kuaijia and the others glanced at it and didn't say much.

Feng Rui had an expression on the rest of his life.

"Thank you for your concern. Ay! I almost died this time! ”

"But what kind of sudden illness did you have, and I saw Brother Xiaofeng hurriedly descending the mountain that day, but there was nothing wrong?" Catcher asked.

"The little brother doesn't know, but he got a little chill soon after going up the mountain that day, and the little brother hurried home, but he didn't wait to return home, his whole body was cold and painful, and the whole person was like falling into an ice hole...

Sharp began to crap again.

Not halfway through, the little black catcher also came.

Feng Rui prepared a table of wine, and everyone drank it during the day.

After drinking for thirty years, the little black catcher grabbed his sharp wrist seemingly unintentionally, as if he had drunk too much wine and stopped for a long time.

"Brother Xiaofeng's bounty is still with me, so I am in a hurry to hand it over to Brother Xiaofeng."

The little black catcher took out a large bag of silver from his bosom and put it on the table.

Feng Rui said secretly, here it is, here it is again!

It is still easy to distinguish between those who practice martial arts.

One is to look at the demeanor and gas, of course, the most obvious is the temples, if the temples are high and providing, they must be masters.

The second is to grasp the wrist, this kind of tactile exploration, as long as there is a trace of internal force, it can be reflected on the pulse.

But looking at a large bag of silver on the table, if you are caught, you can grab your wrist.

"This... The little brother is useless. ”

Saying that, Fengrui's other hand has already touched a large bag of silver, and now there are a bunch of little babies to feed.

"This is what Brother Xiaofeng deserves, that day under the mountain gate of the Changsheng faction, Brother Xiaofeng identified the embroidery thief, the reward of the embroidery thief naturally has a share of the Xiaofeng brothers, Lord Chen and Brother Xiaofeng, you divided a hundred taels, you are a little...

The little black catcher muttered in his mouth, and muttered in his heart.

Xiao Hei Catcher noticed that there was really no trace of internal force in Feng Rui's body, how did he dissolve the cold internal force of the Xuanming Divine Palm of the Flower Dao people?

They told him to secretly find the sword box of Tongtian.

As for the sword case of Babel, what's the point?

He was told not to ask more.

Could it be that the Heavenly Sword Box helped Feng Rui dissolve the cold internal force of the Xuanming Divine Palm?

After three rounds of drinking, without waiting for Xiao Hei to ask, this time Feng Rui himself said it first.

"Just when the little brother thought he was about to die, it was the old beggar grandfather who saved the little brother, it turned out that the old beggar grandfather was really good at martial arts, and he was still very powerful. . . ."

Feng Rui was startled and pushed the matter onto the sloppy old man.

"Eight. . . The old beggar is back? ”

When the little black catcher heard the sloppy old man, his expression was a little unnatural.

"This little brother doesn't know. But to tell you secretly, my old beggar grandfather is a very powerful big man in the beggar gang! So often the dragon sees the head and the end... ”

Fengrui is another nonsense, and the unexpected meaning is that the sloppy old man may appear at any time.

Well, the scruffy old man's prestige should be able to calm some people!

Catching Kuaijia and the others only thought that Feng Rui was bragging.

The little black catcher knows that the old beggar grandfather in Fengrui's mouth is really a very powerful big man.

"I see! With his shot, it can indeed be easily resolved... ”

Xiao Hei Catcher had a suddenly realized expression.

"Come, come, come! Drink! ”

Feng Rui sent the silver to the counter, and picked up a jar of wine from behind the counter.

It is a very beautiful wine jar, and there is a faint fragrance of peach blossoms.

Feng Rui poured a small sip for each of the officials and big brothers present, and said very ostentatiously, "How about the taste, big brothers?" ”

"Hmmm! The entrance is cold and there is a smell of peach blossoms! Brother Xiaofeng, where did you find the good wine, why is it still hidden, quickly take it out for the brothers! ”

After taking a sip, he wanted to grab the sharp wine jar.

Xiao Hei Catcher sniffed it and took a sip, "It's like the peach blossom brew of Shura Palace!" Although it is very light and light, it is also similar in three points! The wine jar in the hands of the Xiao Feng brothers seems to be something that the Thousand Faces Shura has used for a long time! ”

Bloody clothes and wine, wine and sword immortals, all of them are said to be a thousand-faced Shura.

Although the thousand-faced Shura is a woman, she can't do without wine for a while, and she can't leave the wine jar in her hand.

In this way, the thousand-faced Shura will not easily throw away the wine jar in his hand.

I heard that it was the peach blossom brew of the thousand-faced Shura, and the catcher Kuaijia seemed to have sobered up, and withdrew his hand in disdain.

"It turned out to be the wine jar given to Xiao Feng's brothers by Jiujian Immortal, but it was very unusual! Of course, in this world, only the Xiao Feng brothers have such good luck to get the wine altar of the wine sword fairy! ”

The master of the Shura Palace, the thousand-faced Shura, is the first beauty in martial arts!

Naturally, many people pursue the things of the first beauty, but no one dares to touch the things of the Thousand Faces Shura, especially no man dares to touch them.

It is said that when the Thousand Faces Shura was drunk on a stone, a master heard about it and immediately transported the stone back to the gang.

Outcome?

As a result, the entire gang was slaughtered by the Shura Palace!

"This is my little brother's baby!"

Feng Rui didn't know the legends of the rivers and lakes, and held the wine jar very precious in his arms.

Even if he knows the legends of the rivers and lakes, Feng Rui will not easily throw away the wine jar.

This was not picked up by Fengrui, but 'sent' by a thousand-faced Shura.

With the wine jar of the Thousand Faces Shura, I think I can also calm some people.

"Brother Xiaofeng, a real man!"

A group of officials all gave a thumbs up.

The people in the Tang Sect at the two tables next to him also looked at Feng Rui curiously.

Look! He has such strength, and he has such thighs!