The big man on the left couldn't pull out his weapon, and it seemed that he was also surprised, so he grabbed the scabbard with his legs, held the hilt with both hands, and drew the sword with all his might, but he still couldn't pull it out for a while.

"Huh! You can't even pull out your sword, it looks like you're going to die today! The big man on the left couldn't draw his sword, which immediately attracted the ridicule of the big man on the right.

"It's not certain who will die! Lao Tzu retreated to the mountains and wilderness, and he has not had a sword for sixty years! It's normal to not be able to draw a sword for a while. The big man on the left was not convinced.

When the fifth line and Zhizhi heard the sound, they saw that the big man on the left was no more than forty years old, but he said that he hadn't used a sword for sixty years, and it seemed that he was really a madman again.

"Gone! Nothing to look at. The fifth line saw the mystery and immediately lost interest.

"No, I want to see, who of them got the beauty?" However, the more bizarre this kind of stuff is, the more Zhizhi likes it, and naturally she is reluctant to leave.

Zhizhi didn't leave, and the fifth line could only stay and continue to accompany her.

There was a "creak" sound, and the sword of the big man on the left was finally drawn. Originally, the sound of the sword unsheathed should be very crisp and loud, but the sound of the big man's sword unsheathed was as jerky as dead wood unearthed. The fifth line was also a little curious at this time, and when he looked up, he was suddenly stunned again. I saw that the sword that this man pulled out was a sword, but it was an iron rod completely wrapped in rust, and there was no trace of the sword's crystal luster, because the rust had completely corroded the sword.

The fifth line even felt that this sword was very likely to break immediately, not to mention that it was used for martial arts, even if it was swung a little harder.

"Huh! Your sword is rusty and can't be killed! "The big man on the right said.

"I can kill you." The big man on the left replied.

"It's up to me!" The big man on the right said, and with a slight pull, he pulled out the sword.

It's just that the fifth line immediately rubbed his eyes, as if he felt that he had seen it wrong. So he fixed his eyes again, and then he was sure that he was not mistaken, the "sword" pulled out by the big man on the right was not a sword at all, but just a sword hilt, not even a half-inch sword body.

"Good sword! Do it! The big man on the left didn't think so, as if he was the only one who saw the other party's sword body, and he couldn't help but praise it in an envious tone.

The two of them didn't talk nonsense, and rushed up directly, and when they were about to take the call, they suddenly stopped again.

The big man on the right gave the big man on the left a punch first. The big man on the left didn't even hide, he just stood motionless, and he was punched solidly, and blood was immediately knocked out of his mouth.

After the big man on the right punched the first punch, he didn't even continue to fight, but he also stood in place, and waited for the big man on the left to give him a punch.

"No, it won't! So boring. Even Zhizhi, who was looking forward to it, was immediately disappointed.

It turns out that this ring is really used for such a "cultural fight"?

It's just that although the fifth line and Zhizhi found it boring, the other people present watched it with relish, as if such a one-person-one-punch you come and go, it is the most proficient duel they have ever seen.

The two exchanged thirty punches, and the big man on the left suddenly couldn't support it, and finally fell first.

"Cut, boring!" Zhizhi was disappointed.

However, Zhizhi still wanted to see what the man's wife looked like.

At this time, the victorious big man was already blue and swollen, so he swallowed slowly, but he untied the rope and took away the pig tied to the stage.

"Huh! What about his wife? Why don't you see anyone? Zhizhi really wanted to see what that woman looked like, and she would provoke two big men to "turn into a red face in anger" and compete in a duel.

"Isn't he holding his wife?" One of the people next to him replied casually.

"Pigs!" When the fifth line and Zhizhi heard this, they immediately exclaimed in unison.

They originally thought that the wife that the two were fighting for would be a beautiful woman with a beautiful national color, but where could they have imagined that it would be the pig tied on the stage?

When Zhizhi heard this, she didn't even dare to continue thinking about it, but she felt a little uncomfortable in her heart, and she was the first to turn around and run to the tavern.

"Don't look at it, you have to see it." The fifth line can't help but be happy.

"How could I have thought that their wife would be a pig!" The more Zhizhi thought about it, she felt unhappy, so she had to take three steps and run back to the weird tavern.

"Two guest officers, come back!" The fat man saw the two coming back, so he greeted each other with a smile.

"Get me some desserts, a jar of good wine, and this girl will rinse her mouth." Zhizhi said loudly.

But when I thought of wine, I was even more unhappy, so I had to say again: "Don't want the wine, just burn a clear soup!" Just don't be too weird. ”

"Xingle! The little one understands. Then the fat man shouted and went into the kitchen.

After a while, desserts and hot soup finally came up, because Zhizhi had told them in advance, so these things were indeed not as strange as during the day. The soup is a green vegetable and tofu soup, and the dessert looks as black as charcoal, but it is delicious. Zhizhi took two bites and drank some soup, and suddenly felt much refreshed. However, the thought that the man's wife was a pig made her a little awkward.

"How can there be such a person?" Zhizhi asked.

"The world is so big, there are no wonders." The fifth line is very calm, and doesn't seem to feel anything.

As he was talking, a person walked in outside the store, holding a pig in his hand, and his face was even more blue and purple.

"Guest, you're back!" The fat man immediately went up to greet him.

It turned out that this man also lived in the Strange Inn.

"Tie it up, pull one out of it, and then come to the altar stinky ditch." The big man was obviously a little tired, and as he spoke, he handed over the little pig in his hand to the fat man.

The fat man led the pig, and did not bring it to the guest room, but to the stable.

After a while, the thing that the big man asked for came up, and it turned out to be a chicken, which was really a hair, but it was steamed after killing, and then even the feather and the chicken were brought up. People who eat chicken have to pluck their own feathers while eating, so they call it unheard-of, and this dish is also unheard of.

The big man plucked the feathers while eating the chicken, and he was also very engrossed, as if the taste of this hair was excellent.

The fifth line and Zhizhi were about to go back to the room to rest, but they were suddenly attracted by Dahan's words.

"Fatty, what is Uncle Ma coming back?" Dahan asked suddenly.

As soon as the fifth line and Zhizhi heard Uncle Ma, they immediately came to their senses, because they happened to be looking for this Uncle Ma.

"It should be the day after tomorrow!" The fat man replied.

When the big man heard this, he was angry, and suddenly grabbed the fat man's shirt and yelled: "Whether it's tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, Lao Tzu has been waiting for two months!" You always say the day after tomorrow, how many days will this be tomorrow and the day after tomorrow? ”