Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Monk of Montenegro

Looking down from the window, the streets are so intertwined and chaotic that there is congestion from time to time, because this area is next to the ferry terminal not far away.

Zhizhou County is surrounded by mountains and rivers, and the water area adjacent to it is extremely wide, and it is directly connected to the prefecture next door.

And because of the agreement reached with the next prefecture, the trade in this area of water is extremely prosperous, and every few days, a large number of ships can be seen passing by.

Su Hanjing retracted his gaze, he gave himself a chopstick dish, just boiled in water, with a little salt, naturally the taste is very average, and there is even a slight fishy smell, maybe this is because the water used is not very clean, or the pot used to cook the fish has just been cooked.

The dishes here, whether vegetarian or meaty, are a recipe.

Bring to a boil and add a little salt.

As for cooking wine, ginger slices, fennel, star anise, chili peppers and other things that add flavor to the fish, there is no such thing.

Su Hanjing ate a little like chewing wax.

If he knew that this was the kind of dish, he might as well continue to eat his salted duck eggs with white porridge.

"Rub a few Bigu pills out another day, and it just so happens that the Poisonous Corpse Sutra can also be used." Su Hanjing silently made a decision in his heart, the method of Bigu Pill here is not difficult, at least it is not as mysterious as Su Hanjing imagined, or it is a fairy tale.

Use a variety of high-calorie and high-sugar raw materials, and then add lard or butter to complete the first step of production.

The second step is to add a strange thing called "fetal breath juice".

This strange thing is derived from the "fetal cythus".

Fetal plants are a number of precious things, because even if they are swallowed raw, they can survive for a while in a fetal way.

However, although Su Hanjing couldn't find the fetal breath grass, fortunately, this "fetal breath juice" was not difficult to obtain.

Because of the geographical location of Zhizhou County, many passing ships will bring a strange thing called "fetal breath juice" to sell to people in need from all over the world.

Bigu Pill is not exclusive to cultivators, and many people will use it, such as those from the world, or those who are going to some hidden place and it is inconvenient to carry a large amount of dry food.

Su Hanjing ate the last chopsticks dish, then got up and walked out of the inn. There's no such thing as eating first and paying later, it's all about cooking for you after paying the money.

He came to the outside of the inn and happened to see a group of people who were about to enter the inn aggressively, so Su Hanjing took the initiative to avoid it.

It's not that I'm afraid, it's that there's no need to get into this kind of trouble.

But at this moment, a slightly joyful woman's voice came: "Abbot! ”

Su Hanjing subconsciously followed the sound and looked over.

The discovery was not coming from that group, but from inside the carriage of a carriage across the street.

At this moment, the curtain of the carriage was lifted, and a picturesque girl's face poked out of the carriage, looking at him with a smile.

Su Hanjing recognized it, this was the girl who had cultivated the Immortal Wandering Sutra and then turned into a wriggling blood and left.

That is, the great-great-great-great-granddaughter of the old monk.

This is probably the trouble of living too long, I can't even find a granddaughter, and when I talk to someone, I may be treated as a stammer.

Before Su Hanjing could make any moves, the girl happily ran off the carriage and came to him.

A fragrant wind hit, followed by the girl's smiling face.

"Abbot, why do you ignore me?"

"I'm older, and I'm a little slow to react." Only then did Su Hanjing speak.

To be honest, he always thought that this girl was a passerby with no name, and she would never appear again after running the trick, but he didn't expect that he would be able to bump into him on the street this next mountain.

"Abbot, you're not slow to react!" The girl looked eccentric, and as she said this, she raised her hand and gestured with a knife in her hand.

This is to say that when Su Hanjing helped her practice the Immortal Wandering Sutra, he cut off her limbs and speed.

Su Hanjing nodded slightly, and did not speak again.

Because he didn't have much to say, and he didn't bother to look for topics. After all, he is not a real old monk, and in the face of his great-great-great-great-granddaughter, he has no affection for licking calves.

"Abbot, why did you come down the mountain?" The girl took the initiative to find a topic.

When Su Hanjing heard this, he stared at her with both eyes, and pretended to be serious: "The old monk recently heard a bad news, there is an old man who died three years ago, do you know?" ”

"So the abbot knows...... the look on the girl's face suddenly became a little lonely, and then motioned to Su Hanjing to get into the car: "This is not the place to talk, please come with me." ”

Su Hanjing thought about it, then nodded and got into the car with her.

The carriage moved slowly.

The one driving the carriage was a sturdy servant with a sturdy eyebrow, and he even stared at Su Hanjing for a long time when he first saw him.

This made Su Hanjing inevitably have some thoughts.

Because the servant's posture towards the maiden did not look like he was facing his own master.

There are three, six, nine and so on.

A servant who dares to cross classes and show such a fierce attitude to the people of the class who belong to his own master must have some other reliance.

This made Su Hanjing understand that the situation of the great-great-great-granddaughter of the old monk could not be said to be in a bad situation, but it was definitely not good.

At this time, the carriage walked out of the bustling streets of Zhizhou County and began to drive into a small road leading to the countryside.

There was only room for a horse-drawn carriage on this road.

Su Hanjing listened to the noise of the market that was gradually moving away, and suddenly the girl's voice sounded in his ears: "Abbot, although I call you Mrs. Grandpa, but in fact, if you really want to talk about it, I should not be qualified enough." Because I was just a concubine of the Liu family, even when I was a child, I followed my mother and lived outside the Liu family, until my mother died, and she was afraid that I would not be able to live alone, so she sent me to the Liu family. ”

Su Hanjing couldn't help but say in his heart.

No wonder this girl had that decisiveness, she dared to go to Fangwai Temple alone at that time, and then resolutely chose to practice the most rapid Xianyou Sutra.

At this time, the burly servant who was driving the car had already shown a look of horror on his face, he couldn't help but turn his head, looked at Su Hanjing, and then shouted, "This is the ancestor of the family?" ”

Immediately, the burly servant suddenly showed a warning look: "Miss, I still respect you now, Miss, you had better be obedient, don't have any thoughts that you shouldn't have." Even if this is really an old ancestor, it's useless for you to look for him! Because the one who wants to marry you to a Montenegrin monk is not the master, but the Taishou! If you want to blame, you can only blame you for not knowing how to lift and annoy the third son of Lord Taishou! ”

But the girl turned a deaf ear, and still said to herself: "My mother is actually wrong, because after she sent me to Liu's house, I still almost couldn't live, starvation is a frequent thing, until I grew up and began to look good......"