It was very strange here, the other party actually showed Fan Zhuoyuan his relics after killing, and he didn't know what he wanted to express.

But Fan Zhuoyuan has always had no scruples, and still followed.

But I saw the boss standing next to a woman, who was chopping meat, and it was not unusual if it was just chopping meat.

It's just that the meat taken was cut from the hanger on the side, and when Fan Zhuoyuan looked at the hanger, his whole face suddenly changed color.

It turned out that the pylons were full of hooks and blades with strange shapes and different functions.

Two of the hangers still had living people hanging on them, one strong and the other fat, both of whom were hung on the shelves with pierced tendons and bones, like pork.

Their mouths were stuffed with stones the size of eggs, and they held their mouths wide open, but they couldn't make a sound.

I saw that the eyes of the two were full of horror, and when they saw Fan Zhuoyuan, they were full of pleading and expectation.

Among them, the fat man was slashed in the thigh, and the blood was dripping with blood, and the meat filling that the woman was chopping came from here.

The boss looked at the leg meat and shook his head slightly, "The meat of this tartar is too thick and too fat, so it can only be sold as a high-quality buffalo meat, it is better to chop it up and wrap it in the filling, and just sell it to their Mongolians to enjoy."

Then he came to the lean man with the eye, patted his rather strong muscles, nodded slightly, and said to the woman, "This dog is good, unlike those merchants, it seems that he is a samurai, the meat is relatively fine, you can chop it well, and when it is washed, it can be sold directly as yellow beef."

The woman smiled and nodded, promising to be very careful when going under the knife.

Fan Zhuoyuan said coldly: "It seems that the blacksmith shop you opened next to you is usually playing these hooks and boning knives."

The bearded boss smiled, not caring at all about the ridicule and unkindness in Fan Zhuoyuan's tone, he came to the corner and opened a box.

"In addition to crafting those tools, I'm actually better at knives, like ...... Dragon Slayer!"

As he spoke, he took out a long knife in the box and threw it directly at Fan Zhuoyuan, Fan Zhuoyuan caught it, and the familiar feeling came.

He opened his eyes and looked at the knife, brushing each texture with his hand, it was the familiar feeling of two years ago, even the weight had not changed much, and the fracture caused by the Heavenly Sword had already been repaired as before, and there was no trace of it.

Fan Zhuoyuan finally said, "When did Guo Xiang entrust you."

What he thought was that he informed Zhang Sanfeng to find Guo Xiang, even if Zhang Sanfeng could pass the book with flying pigeons, Guo Xiang would not be able to reach this level.

The boss sat aside and said with a smile, "Mrs. Guo Xiang commissioned me to restore it a year ago, and it has been stored here since the restoration. Not long ago, she sent me a carrier pigeon telling me that you would come here by land, and I had been waiting for a long time."

The knife in the woman's hand was very fast, and the meat filling had been chopped, and green onions and leeks were mixed together, which looked like it could not only make buns, but also dumplings.

But this was clearly not the place to meet, and she turned her head and looked blankly at the man on the hanger, who looked frightened and desperate, and his body writhed.

The woman stroked his chest from top to bottom, and finally the knife came to the top of his head.

She said to herself, "If you want to cut the meat like yellow beef, you have to cut the skin first, and then pick the place where there is a lot of meat."

As he spoke, a knife opened a hole in the top door, and the skin was gradually torn apart little by little with a knife and an iron rod, and the picture was ......

Even if Fan Zhuoyuan didn't count the killing, he was very uncomfortable with this kind of scene, and said, "Why don't you kill it first and then skin it?"

The woman said, "I am not skilled, and if I kill it, if I delay it for a long time, the meat will not be fresh."

"Hmph, but if you don't kill, people are incontinent due to fear, and they sweat like pulp, and acid accumulates in the meat.

The two looked at Fan Zhuoyuan in surprise, and the boss couldn't help asking, "General Fan is very knowledgeable, it turns out that these are just small scenes for you."

Fan Zhuoyuan did not explain that since the Five Dynasties, cannibalism has become a common practice, the Yuan and Song dynasties were at war, and the Yuan army killed and plundered excessively, wantonly destroying the local economy, burning fertile land and turning it into pasture.

The people have no land and no food, the government is difficult to help, and the people go to the vegetable market in order to survive, behead their hands or chop their legs in public, sell them with blood, and exchange a pound of human flesh for a tael of silver, which is in short supply!

There is no shortage of people in the army, and some people even take cannibalism for fun, calling human flesh want meat, that is, eating addictive meat, Fan Zhuoyuan has long heard of the practice of killing people and eating meat.

Even during the invasion of Japan, I witnessed those people slaughtering Japanese samurai and eating meat on the spot.

Of course, such people did not violate military law, but Fan Zhuoyuan had always transferred them to the most dangerous missions, preferring to consume them in the fierce war.

Although these two people were people trusted by Guo Xiang, Fan Zhuoyuan didn't want to deal with them, so he wrapped the dragon slaying knife with a cloth, walked out of the shack, and the boss followed.

Fan Zhuoyuan said: "I don't care about killing some Hu Dog Tartars, but if I know that there are people missing on this road for no reason, Fan will not spare them."

The boss snorted, not caring at all, and only asked, "Does General Fan know who that woman was before?"

Without waiting for Fan Zhuoyuan to answer, he continued: "She was originally the daughter of an ordinary peasant family, she was born beautiful, and on the day of her wedding, she met a merchant with a color eye, and on the same night, her husband's family was attacked and killed by a group of Mongols.

She herself was humiliated and almost died. Later, the mother's family naturally reported the matter to the government, and it turned out that the chief secretary of the government was the merchant of Nasemu.

Afterwards, it naturally attracted revenge, affecting the lives of seven members of the mother's family, and all of them were arrested and tortured to death.

And she herself is locked up in a black cell, and anyone can be bullied at will, just like the toilet.

If Lao Tzu hadn't come down and wanted to kill a few dog officials and rob some silver taels to get by, she would probably have rotted in the black prison."

When Fan Zhuoyuan heard this, he said, "Then this woman's heart is really very stoic."

"Not bad! Ordinary women have this experience, even if they did not die under the abuse of dogs and tartars, she has already committed suicide, she can leave with me all the way, endure humiliation and live to this day, do you say that what she did today can still be regarded as cruelty?"

Fan Zhuoyuan nodded slightly, "I can understand, but don't sell human meat buns everywhere."

As he spoke, he carried the dragon slaying knife on his back, stepped on the sweaty horse, looked at the shopkeeper again, and suddenly remembered who he was.

"I know who you are, when you were in the dungeon of Lujiazhuang in Jiaxing, you were chained by Lu Xiaqian, and even the pipa bone was pierced, but today you have recovered your martial arts?"

This person is Lu Xiaqian's brother Lu Zhenxuan, he laughed, "Lu Zhenxuan is dead, and what is alive is just Shi Laosan who has lost his ambition to take revenge on the Tartars!"

The country hates the family feud, Lu Zhenxuan has the rest of his life, and there is only these left, but Fan Zhuoyuan can understand it in his heart.

He arched his hand and said, "On a road, there are too many missing tartars and dogs, which will eventually attract attention, so be careful."

Lu Zhenxuan clasped his fists and said, "Underworld disciples, who doesn't know that the cunning rabbit also has three holes? I only wish General Fan a smooth trip, and Guo Xiangshi and another friend will also arrive in Dadu in the near future! If you can't say it, Shi will also go to join in the fun."

Fan Zhuoyuan said: "The excitement may not be easy to make, there is only one life!"

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