It's three quarters.

The kitchen is cleaned up.

Feng Rui, Feng Qi, the little female thief, and Zhou Wutong sat outside the store, watching the people on the street.

If you want to say that this person is running around for firewood, rice, oil and salt, everywhere.

As for the matter of the female thief in black in Taizhou Mansion?

The government's report was that the officials of the government were dazzled.

The female thief in black has already died in the Danxia Mountain Immortal Sect, where is there still a female thief in black.

There are thousands of light exercises, and it is normal for some to be similar.

As for the thief who smashed Tan's pharmacy and robbed Lu Ying of ten products and twelve petals?

The government will be wanted.

It's just that I don't know what the female thief looks like, so I naturally don't know what the wanted person is.

"Brother Rui, let's go to the teahouse to listen to the book?"

Zhou Wutong shook his sharp arm, it was really boring to sit idle outside the store.

Feng Rui pouted, a pot of tea in the teahouse costs ten dollars, and the tea in his small shop is free, so why bother to drink it.

As for storytelling and singing, or Bai Xiaomen's disciples talking nonsense about rivers and lakes, these sharp edges are not interested.

"I want to listen to the book, come, Brother Rui will tell you a paragraph in person, once upon a time there was a mountain, and there was a temple on the mountain...

Before Feng Rui could finish speaking, a few fast horses suddenly rushed from the south gate.

Although the street is paved with stone slabs, and some people clean it from time to time, but the fast horses still bring a gust of wind and sand.

Phew!

Feng Rui ate a mouthful of sand and dust, opened his mouth and wanted to scold his mother, but suddenly saw the dress of the person on the horse, and immediately closed his mouth.

Why is the crazy woman of Shura Palace here again?

That's right, it was the disciples of the Shura Palace who beat the horses.

The red clothes with black edges, and the blood lotus mark on the red clothes, are all carrying a thin sword, and there will be no mistake.

"Haven't you found the person that the disciples of the Shura Palace are looking for yet?"

The little thief shook the rag in her hand and dusted off the dust.

"Looking for someone? Who are you looking for? ”

Feng Rui seemed to remember hearing from the big brothers who caught the fast that Shura Palace and Sword Casting Villa were looking for someone.

The little female thief glanced at Feng Rui, snorted and said, "Negative man!" Who else can be chased and killed in Shura Palace, they are all those who abandon their wives and children! ”

"Negative man? Which one?,Tell me about it.。。。 ”

Feng Rui brought a pot of herbal tea and four tea bowls from the store, and brought out a plate of melon seeds by the way.

You see, it's not about saving dozens of dollars.

Zhou Wutong has a story, grabbed a handful of melon seeds and looked at the little female thief.

The little thief took a sip of water, and was also held up to the 'stands', shaking the rag in her hand like this.

It is said that there is a blacksmith in Baoqing Mansion in Huguang Province, named Zhao Sanzhu, who was originally just an ordinary blacksmith, playing kitchen knives and hoes, which is also a good income, so as to marry a wife and have children, and he could have lived a happy life. But Zhao Sanzhu was unwilling to be so mediocre, and he could only make a small amount of money by playing kitchen knives and hoes, so he wanted to forge a weapon - a sword! ”

"Look, that's called restlessness, Wutong'er, you can't do that in the future."

Feng Rui interjected when he heard this, and his heart was even more secretly happy, if this is in the teahouse, it will definitely not work.

Zhou Wutong didn't react, and the little female thief first gave Feng Rui a brain meltdown.

"Do you want to listen or not?"

"Listen! Sister Yan, talk about it quickly! ”

Both his own little sister and the little sister of the Zhou family gave Feng Rui a roll of his eyes and told him not to interject.

The little thief continued, "Originally, learning to forge a sword was not a bad thing, but it was good to go further in addition to supporting your life. But Zhao Sanzhu is like a crazy demon, except for the sword, he doesn't do anything else all day long, how can this family make a living, so it is so bitter that Zhao Sanhammer's wife Zhao has been weaving all day long, so that the family has not starved to death. ”

Speaking of which, the little female thief stopped and drank saliva.

"And then? And then what? ”

Zhou Wutong was very popular, serving tea and pouring water.

The little thief shook the rag in her hand again.

"If life goes on like this, it won't attract Shura Palace. There are a lot of men in this world who rely on women to raise them, and Shura Palace will not all come to the door. But who would have thought that Zhao Sanzhu really figured out a set of methods for refining swords, and the swords he forged were rigid but not brittle, thick and sharp, which was quite popular among the people in the rivers and lakes. ”

"Then Zhao Sanhammer's family should be able to live a happy life, right? Why was he hunted down by Shura Palace? Feng Qi interjected.

Feng Qi interjected, but the little female thief was not unhappy, but nodded and said, "I should have been able to live a happy life." Who knew that Zhao Sanhammer's sword-forging technique had attracted the attention of Sword Casting Villa, and if he could go further, he would definitely take him under the door and directly become an inner disciple. This Zhao San hammered out the sword, and since he had also contacted some people in the rivers and lakes, he knew the prestige and status of the Sword Casting Villa, and he also wanted to become a disciple of the inner sect of the Sword Casting Villa, so he began to refine the sword like a madman. The silver money earned from sword refining in the past was slowly spent, and the Zhao family had to continue weaving cloth every day to exchange money. But this time, Zhao Sanhammer was really crazy, and later he actually pushed his wife Zhao and two children into the hearth sacrifice furnace! As for whether he later forcined the sword, I don't know, but it was the people of the Shura Palace who heard about it and were going to kill him, an ungrateful and negative man. ”

"Hmmm! It really deserves to be killed. The Zhao family worked hard to weave cloth to feed him, but he didn't expect him to push the Zhao family and the child into the hearth! The little sister of the Zhou family nodded again and again when she heard this, and then asked, "And then?" And then, Sister Yan... ”

The little thief shook the rag again.

"Then the people of the Shura Palace are chasing and killing Zhao Sanhammer all over the world, just like the disciples of the Shura Palace who hurried over just now, looking for Zhao Sanhammer from all over the world, and they will not stop if they don't kill him. Passing by in such a hurry, it seems that there is some kind of rumor... ”

"The wind? Could it be that Zhao Sanhammer is near our Yongjia County? ”

Feng Rui packed up the teapot and melon seeds.

Well, it doesn't matter if it's Shura Palace or Sword Casting Villa, it's none of your business anyway.

Lang Zhong on West Street happily left the Zhige Tavern with a big red envelope.

That's right, just took a big red envelope and left happily.

This kind of thing is white when others see it, it must be a happy pulse of this family.

"Brother Lang! Yes! ”

Feng Rui gave Zhou Jialang a big compliment.

Zhou Jialang has been married for half a year, and I don't want Zhou's daughter-in-law to retch more than yesterday.

The Zhou family smiled innocently.

"Brother Lang, you can go back to the Nameless Peak Mansion to rest for a few days, and we will guard here."

Fengrui Zhou's eldest man took maternity leave.

It's all a family, and the Zhou family is also not polite, and he drove the little donkey home with his daughter-in-law at noon.

In this era, the import of Tianding is a great joy, so it is natural to hurry up to Uncle Zhou and Aunt Zhou to report the good news.

The little thief and Zhou Wutong also followed back.

Business was not bad in the evening, and Feng Rui finished the last dish and went to the front for a spin.

Five o'clock is still the time of frequent human activities in reality, but in the era of black lights and blind fires, there are almost no traces of people.

There will be a curfew after three o'clock, and no one dares to walk around except for the officers on patrol.

The customers in the small shop are almost gone.

Only three tables remained.

Three bowls of noodles and a plate of sour and spicy scrambled eggs were ordered at one table, and a family of three was 'whirring' into their mouths, thinking that they were afraid of missing the curfew.

One table is an acquaintance, it is Uncle Zhao from the cloth shop next to him, he invited a few friends to drink today, anyway, the house is not far away, but you can drink for a while.

The last table was in the corner, and a guest sat alone.

But the guest's hair and beard were disheveled, his eyes were bloodshot, and his clothes were stained.

The body is burly and strong, and only one arm is afraid that it will be as sharp as the thigh.

With such an appearance, if he hadn't thrown a silver ingot in advance, Feng Qi didn't want to receive him.

At this time, there were already four or five wine jars scattered in front of the guest's table.

One jar of wine is about three catties, and four or five jars are more than ten catties, which seems to be a lot of money.

"I hope I don't drink too much and go crazy!"

Feng Rui muttered and walked into the small courtyard.

Zhou Wuji was chopping firewood, although it was coal and stone for the kitchen stove, but the small pot still needed some firewood and charcoal.

"You... Didn't I tell you to keep this thing in your home? ”

Feng Rui looked at Zhou Wuji, and the axe in his hand was not used, but his big iron sword.

Although they now have the internal strength of true qi and have really entered the ranks of martial arts, Feng Rui still doesn't want others to know their roots.

"It's home too. Fortunately, I brought it today, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to practice tonight. ”

Zhou Wuji was still rooted in his feet, and his anger sank into the dantian, and then he raised the big iron sword high and slowly slashed down.

Yu touched the wooden pier lightly, but the wooden pier was cracked into several pieces.

It seems that this stupid boy's kung fu has made progress again.

"How did you bring it, didn't anyone find out?"

Feng Rui pouted helplessly, he brought it all, what else could he say.

Zhou Wuji took the work, put the sword on the ground, and took out a black cloth belt from the side, which was tightly wound from top to bottom.

"Hehe, I'm familiar with the armor guarding the city, and he doesn't check our little donkey cart."

Zhou Wuji is very proud of his smart yin.

The corner of his sharp eyes twitched and looked at the ground, these are all green bricks that have been paved with money.

After tidying up the contents of the kitchen, Feng Rui turned forward again.

The family of three has already settled the bill and left.

The big man in the corner also left, fortunately not going crazy with alcohol.

There is still a quarter of an hour left before the curfew.

"Feng Xiao shopkeeper, bother!"

Uncle Zhao also got up at the table, settled the account, remitted the money, and left in a hurry.

"Zhou Wuji, come and clean up! If the officials don't come, we will close! ”

Feng Rui shouted at the small courtyard and began to clean up.

removed the dishes and chopsticks from the table of the family of three, and when he came back, Zhou Wuji was already removing the dishes from Uncle Zhao's table.

"Oops!"

Feng Rui was about to remove the dishes from the table in the corner, when he suddenly tripped over something under his feet, and almost ate.

"Zhou Wuzhi! You don't want this stuff anymore, do you? ”

Feng Rui shouted at Zhou Wu with hatred.

It turned out that Feng Rui was wrapped in a long strip of black cloth under his feet and tripped over.

Feng Rui just saw Zhou Wuzhi pestle it in the small courtyard, it is really love, where to go.

Zhou Wuji touched his head blankly.

"What did Brother Rui say?"

Feng Rui pointed to the long black cloth package on the ground, isn't this the big iron sword that Zhou Wuji can't put down.

But the next moment, Feng Rui was dumbfounded.

Zhou Wuji turned around, and he was carrying his big iron sword behind his back.