There were more and more people, and Zhao Changhe took a dried fish and chewed it.

"It tastes good, but it stinks a little."

The boss hid behind the goods, looking very scared, Zhao Changhe sat on the small bench with Erlang's legs crossed, and continued to chew the small dried fish.

"Act quickly, either take the initiative to stand up, or we will take it ourselves."

The skinner shouted, and Zhao Changhe looked at the group of petrified people, who had been hiding and had not gone to the banquet.

Weird, what is this for?

Let's chirp, chirp.

The scene was unusually quiet, Zhao Changhe swallowed it, feeling choked.

Knock knock.

After beating it a few times, fortunately, he swallowed it, and Zhao Changhe suddenly felt comfortable.

It's a pity that there is no milk, otherwise you will get full marks for calcium if you drink a bottle.

Zhao Changhe looked at the salted fish, licked his mouth, took one over, tore it and ate it, his teeth grinding.

Quack, quack, quack.

"Ahh.....h It's really hard, but the taste is a little salty. ”

The boss looked at the strange man at the door of the store strangely, and many people also noticed it, and they all looked at Zhao Changhe.

Zhao Changhe continued to tear, and with a force, the cowhide mask spun.

Let's smack, smack.

It's fragrant, it's so fragrant!

"Who's eating?"

The skinner was angry, and at this time, a group of people looked over, and Zhao Changhe hurriedly helped the front mask, and then tidied it up.

A bunch of people hurriedly got out of the way, and several skinners walked towards Zhao Changhe.

Zhao Changhe took the salted fish that had eaten part of it, swallowed the salted fish shreds in his mouth, the skinner stretched out his hand and pulled away the cowhide mask, and Zhao Changhe hurriedly pulled it down.

"You kid ......."

A bunch of people looked at it and wondered, Zhao Changhe blinked and took a bite of salted fish.

"It's fragrant, do you want some?"

Several skinners looked shocked, and the leader directly grabbed Zhao Changhe's collar.

"You idiot, what's wrong with your brain?"

Zhao Changhe continued to nibble on the salted fish, it really tasted so fragrant, he had seen it on TV before, and it was the first time he ate it.

"Don't eat it."

Zhao Changhe snorted, and the skinner pressed his head.

"Grab a few young guys, hurry."

Zhao Changhe fell on the bench with a buttocks, and at this time, the skinners made a move, and after a while, 37 people were tied into a string.

Zhao Changhe saw someone crying for the first time, and after a while, the cries became one.

"Boss, what's wrong?"

The boss sighed and weighed salted fish and dried small fish to Zhao Changhe.

"They will be taken to the city, and they will be given a wedding feast, and they will be eaten and drunk."

"It's a good thing, why are you still crying?"

The boss was full of anger and directly smashed the salted fish into Zhao Changhe's hands.

"To be eaten and drunk."

Ah.......h

"It's really miserable to take it to cook."

Zhao Changhe smiled embarrassedly, thinking of his experience of being made into honey and fragrant meat by that butcher, it really didn't feel good.

Carrying salted fish and dried small fish, Zhao Changhe went back leisurely, there were more people on the street, and when I inquired, I found out that every time the Demon Rakshasa got married, 999 people had to cook.

Shabu-shabu, stir-fried, steamed, stuffy, anyway, there are a lot of tricks.

"That's it, if you die, you don't have to be eaten by insects or bacteria, and your bones have to be sucked up by plants."

Zhao Changhe took a brisk step and went to buy some side dishes, planning to make a salted fish pot to replenish vitamins and calcium.

Back in the mansion, seeing that it was dusk, Zhao Changhe found a pot and built a temporary stove with bricks.

Lu Junchi looked at it with a relaxed face, grinning from time to time.

After a while, the aroma dissipated, Zhao Changhe clapped his hands, put the dishes in one go, and closed the lid.

"Yes...... Wine. ”

Zhao Changhe pouted, followed the place pointed by Lu Junchi, and came out with a jar of wine.

"It's a pity that Brother Lu, you can't eat it."

At this time, Lu Junchi got up.

"I'm leaving...... Brother, I have to go to the feast. ”

Zhao Changhe nodded, holding a bowl and eating a steaming salted fish pot, Lu Junchi limped to the door, and he turned around.

"Brother...... What do you think I'm missing? ”

Zhao Changhe took a sip of soup.

What's missing? By the way, if the bones are broken, then supplement calcium.

"Lack of calcium, Brother Lu, you have to make up for it."

Lu Junchi was puzzled, and Zhao Changhe explained.

"It's the nutrients your bones need, and they're missing, so you have to make up for it."

Lu Junchi was stunned, his eyes were serious, he laughed suddenly, and then coughed.

"Thank you, brother, I see, my bones are not hard enough."

After Lu Junchi finished speaking, his eyes turned around in a terrifying manner, and Zhao Changhe nodded.

"Brother Lu, when I come back, I'll make a salted fish pot for you to eat, and I'm sure to make your bones hard."

Lu Junchi's eyes were full of determination, he couldn't bear it anymore, he had been exhausted all these years.

In my mind, I was thinking about the peach orchard and the daily laughing life with the father and daughter.

I'm sorry, Pingping, father-in-law, I can't go back!

It was dark, and Zhao Changhe patted his belly and hiccuped.

"I've eaten too much, this soup tastes so good, and it's full of calcium."

Standing up, Zhao Changhe held the funeral god and waved it.

The movements looked ridiculous, like a child, but every time he swung it, it was integrated, as if the sword had grown out of Zhao Changhe's hand.

The seemingly messy steps, and the drunken smile, seemed to be mocking something, as if enjoying something, and like crazy.

Joy and anger, sorrow and joy, sorrow and happiness, ugliness and beauty, square and circle, black and white, movement and stillness, new and old, light and heavy, honor and disgrace, everything is meaningless to Zhao Changhe.

Awake and drunk, Zhao Changhe happily waved the sword at will, in Zhao Changhe's opinion, it doesn't matter if the sword swing moves, strength, beauty or ugliness, as long as he is happy.

The green grass and flowers on the side of the courtyard wall, the wooden sword slashed softly, swaying slightly, and the fallen leaves in the wind danced in the light pick of the sword.

The hanging branches, under the light stab of the sword, rippled, Zhao Changhe drank high, he picked up the wine and poured it again.

"Happy!"

Everything in the courtyard of the entire mansion seems to be integrated with Zhao Changhe, the same rhythm, the same freedom.

Sou.

Zhao Changhe's eyes were confused, the sword in his hand flew out of his hand, he laughed, and then lay down in the courtyard.

The funeral god fell on the roof, then rolled, and naturally fell from the eaves, Zhao Changhe raised his hand and held it.

"Oops, don't mind, I drank too much."

Syllable.

The funeral god fell to the ground, a breeze blew, Zhao Changhe fell asleep, he breathed softly, and the funeral god slowly stood in the air.

With Zhao Changhe's breathing, everything around him moved rhythmically, revealing a white and crystal halo.

At this time, an afterimage appeared, and a white-clothed boy held the funeral god, he smiled gently, and put the funeral god in Zhao Changhe's hand.

(Drop, pick up!) ）

Wow, wow.

"Ouch hey, how do I sleep outside, ouch!"

Zhao Changhe woke up, the sun was a little dazzling, his body stiffened and got up, trembling, and his nose was watery.

"This ......"

Zhao Changhe looked at the entire courtyard suspiciously, it changed a lot overnight, the grass was lush, the flowers were blooming, and the branches were luxuriant.

Strange? Whatever.

Zhao Changhe got up with difficulty.

"Eat more dried fish, ouch, back pain, weak legs. My head hurts too, and my ass ....."

It took a long time for Zhao Changhe to come to his senses, he looked at the mansion and scratched his head.

"I guess it's a lack of exercise."

After a while, Zhao Changhe carried a bucket and a rag to wipe up the mansion.

At this time, the sky was overcast, and the sun that had just been revealed was obscured.

Zhao Changhe scratched his head.

"The weather has changed too much."

In the distance, a brilliant firework rose in the sky, and then exploded, colorful, one after another.

Zhao Changhe took the rag and continued to wipe, as if all this had nothing to do with him.

"What happened to Manager Li?"

Zhao Changhe saw that Li Ruoxi's avatar was still black, and he planned to wait a few days to go into the city to inquire, after all, the disfigured woman had warned him.

Ding dong.

(Xiao Zhao, when will you come back?) ）

(Lao Zhou, it is estimated that there are still some days, and he is still on the way)

(Wait until you come back, it's such a big deal, it's going to be troublesome if you don't come back)

Zhao Changhe knew that it was a matter of becoming a debtor.

(I know Lao Zhou, I'll talk about it when I come back)

(Anyway, you are also a dead pig who is not afraid of boiling water, yes, so I can rest assured, rest assured, I will help you solve the debt problem)

Zhao Changhe gasped.

(Not big, okay Lao Zhou, so much debt)

(Sensei worried, Xiao Zhao eats more nutritious, I feel that you are a little thin, it is better to be stronger)

Zhao Changhe wondered.

(Recently in the calcium supplement Lao Zhou)

(It's better to have a little muscle, eight-pack abs are the best, women like it the most, and it feels like you have a beard left, so that it is mature, and the hair is divided in the middle)

Zhao Changhe was strange.

(Okay, okay Lao Zhou, I know, I'm busy)

Something is wrong, what does this old man want to do?

Zhao Changhe shook the rag, the fireworks continued, and the sky became darker.

"It's almost there, really, I've been married so many times, so I can stop."

The fireworks stopped suddenly, and Zhao Changhe was stunned and covered his mouth.

"Phew, rag water."

.......

Half an hour ago.

Bai Yun looked at the bride, the maids were dressing her up, the woman was very beautiful, she was the kind of small jasper type.

She was kidnapped by the Rakshasa a few months ago, a very ordinary girl, and now she has no expression, because after witnessing what the Rakshasa has done, her heart has completely collapsed.

Bai Yun stared at the Demon Rakshasa who was already dressed up, he still looked very weak, but he had to carry out this big wedding.

Especially with so many guests coming today, Bai Yun stood on the edge of the balcony and looked at the sunlit city below.

The sound of gongs and drums in Xuantian, the sound of suona, and the people performing on the street are working hard, and there are some indecent things among them.

There is no limit in these three days, as long as you want, you can completely release the evil thoughts in your heart.

The Rakshasa loved weddings the most, because all the torture was supreme joy in his eyes.

The wails continued to join in one piece, and some of the people who were the ingredients had been processed.

Some of the monsters couldn't wait any longer and started eating shabu-shabu directly.

The Demon Rakshasa coughed, and walked behind Bai Yun step by step, his eyes evil.

"Hurry up, you too, some of you can't wait."

Bai Yun sneered, turned around and led a group of iron-faced women downstairs.

The Rakshasa laughed maniacally.

"No matter how many times you see it, it's so pleasant."

The Rakshasa then walked over to the bride and dragged her small face.

"Aren't you happy to marry a deity?"

The bride grinned, but a tear came out of her eyes and fell to the ground.