After a big battle, there were corpses all over the field, and Lu Zun didn't have more or less, just nine people died.

"Hey, hey, I don't know what good guys are in this group of outlaws, let me take a good look at it, master. Zhu Zhiwen rubbed his little hands and smiled, looking like a veteran in this business.

In fact, Zhu Zhiwen doesn't like to kill people and sell goods, in the final analysis, he has never known how to write the word scarcity for the royal family's money or something, he just likes this feeling of sharing spoils.

I saw that Zhu Zhiwen took off all the Qiankun bags and even armor and robes on these dead people with a few swishs, if he hadn't seen Su Shu and Qin Yu who had just come out of the Qingmeng Sword, it was estimated that with this guy's robber and bandit nature, he would even have to take off his pants.

Regarding the secret that Qingmeng can accommodate living people, Zhang Yuanyi also learned it at the behest of Mengjun.

Ordinary magic weapons, or storage tools, are already very rare to have the function of storing objects, and it is even more rare to be able to accommodate ordinary lives.

The spiritual weapon is divided into the four orders of heaven and earth, and the storage magic weapon is divided into the upper, middle and lower three realms.

The difference between the heaven-level spiritual weapon is that the spiritual weapon has been channeled, and it is not able to speak the Tao, but it can already communicate with the mind of the holder, so that it can be used freely as he wants.

The biggest difference between the Upper Realm Storage Magic Weapon is that living creatures can be placed into the storage space, but only for ordinary people or things who have not stepped into the cultivation.

Once a certain spiritual weapon can accommodate the genus of cultivation, it will be another kind of transcendent existence.

Except for Zhang Yuanyi, whose cultivation path is still shallow and he doesn't know the title, the others are all disciples and disciples of the great sect of the family, and they all understand how shocking the value of this Qingmeng Sword is.

Chen Daoxuan took advantage of Zhu Zhiwen's search for property and said to Zhang Yuanyi: "The function of the Qingmeng Sword to store living creatures must be hidden in the future! ”

Zhang Yuan nodded, "Thank you, I remember!"

In this way, Zhu Zhiwen piled up all the things together, piled up a small hill, he sat on the ground like a rag picker, beckoned to Zhang Yuanyi and the others, and said: "Come on, good things can't be monopolized by me alone." ”

Chen Daoxuan was not interested in anything else, except for the Qingshuang Sword, which was Lu Zun's side-the-hand sword.

A large part of Lu Zun's reputation as the Green Frost Sword Monarch was obtained by relying on this matching sword.

It's not that Chen Daoxuan is good enough to match this sword, if you want to talk about matching swords, I think there are few in the world that can compare with his peach blossoms, but it is just a little cover for traveling in the rivers and lakes in the future.

Zhu Zhiwen chose the two black swimming fish, just as he recently wanted to fuse a piece of armor that was not of low rank, and he hoped that these two swimming fish could come in handy.

It's also pitiful, Lu Zun died in their hands before he could use his armor, and he blamed Lu Zun for being too timid to save his life and thinking about running away if he couldn't beat him a little, but unfortunately the magic weapon of his body fell into the pocket of Zhang Yuanyi and others before it was used.

Zhang Yuan fell in love with the black cloak robe alone, he didn't have any backers such as a big sect family now, and he needed to be especially careful about his deeds, just enough to use this cloak robe of high rank.

The other artifacts are all ordinary spiritual weapons, and the rank is not top-notch, but it is expensive to sell it in large quantities, but it can make a lot of money, and the rest of the people are not interested, but Zhang Yuanyi is interested.

Chen Daoxuan and Zhu Zhiwen are both rich financiers, but Zhang Yuanyi is not, he can't forget the scene when he was ridiculed at the Grass and Tree Exchange because he was shy to buy the cheapest ice silk gloves.

The rest of the people were generous, not only gave these miscellaneous spiritual weapons to Zhang Yuanyi, but also gave Zhang Yuanyi all the money they harvested, adding up to more than 500 Zixiao coins, plus the last Xuanyuan fruit harvest, he now has a total of more than 700 Zixiao coins.

If it is placed outside, it is the whole essence of some small rivers and lakes, Zhang Yuanyi felt the feeling of a real rich person for the first time, and he really responded to the sentence that he would not open for three years, and he would open for three years.

The cultivation path of Shan Zeye is also about the same, sewing for three years and making up for three years, and sewing and repairing for another three years!

Finally cleaned up these things, and several people worked together to gather these corpses together, and picked up some broken wood branches casually, and Chen Daoxuan cleaned these corpses with a samadhi real fire.

Zhu Zhiwen was rarely in high spirits, patted his money bag, and said proudly: "Today, Lao Zheng's revenge has been avenged, and he has gained a lot, let's go and have a good time!"

After that, several people went to Luzhou City together.

Dawn Dream Wonderland

"You've decided?" Mengjun was cleaning up the mess left by Zhang Daoling at the moment, and asked Wen Meng in front of him.

Wen Meng stretched his waist, "You can't occupy the pit and not, right?"

Mengjun was a little disgusted by his answer, and turned away, "Then whatever you want." ”

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Zhu Zhiwen held the folding fan in his hand, pointed to the country and said: "If you want to talk about the understanding of food and delicacies in the rivers and lakes, I want to say that no one dares to say the first, and today I will take you to see the world!"

These words may be a bit suspicious of big words, but there is indeed a bit of truth in them.

Zhu Zhiwen traveled to the rivers and lakes early, except for an old Zheng who was overwhelmed by age, and everyone else was incomparable.

Most of the other tourists have their own purposes for traveling to the rivers and lakes, either they want to learn peerless martial arts and become famous, or they want to make friends in the rivers and lakes, mingle in the sea of people, or they want to worship under famous teachers and have a ......

Only people like Zhu Zhiwen have no ambitions, nor worries about money and status, and only think about traveling in the mountains and rivers, tasting all the delicacies in the world, and seeing all the scenic spots in the world, so he can be said to be a real carefree person.

So for what is delicious and fun in a place, Zhu Zhiwen's understanding is definitely no less than that of a ranger.

Several people followed Zhu Zhiwen in Luzhou City, turned one turn after another, and finally stopped in front of a tavern. The plaque is engraved with three big characters of "Flaming Mountain".

Zhu Zhiwen pointed to the tavern in front of him and said, "Let's arrive, let's go in!"

"The manager of this Flame Mountain is from our Xuanling Yingchuan, and it is still a little related to Qingcheng Mountain?"

"Oh?"

"The hot pot in Yuzhou is unique in the world, and the manager of this store is a native of Yuzhou. ”

"No wonder!"

Although Qingcheng Mountain is not within the boundary of Yuzhou, but in the boundary of Bashu, but Bashu and Yuzhou are closely connected, and even the two places were once divided into one place in the administrative unit, and finally because of the combined population of the two places, it is difficult to manage, so a Yuzhou is separated.

Therefore, in the eyes of the older generation or the native Sichuan and Chongqing people, Yuzhou and Bashu have always been a family, and they are close relatives!

"Manager Lang, one spicy pot, one mandarin duck pot, let's go!" Zhu Zhiwen said loudly with a skillful Sichuan-Chongqing accent!

A middle-aged man with a slightly short belly, a round belly, and a white scarf on his shoulders walked out, and when he saw Zhu Zhiwen completely unceremonious, he scolded with a smile: "A turtle son Di, when are you going to eat mandarin duck pot?

There is a rumor in Sichuan and Chongqing that when guests eat hot pot, the most despised thing is to order a mandarin duck pot for each other.

The people of Sichuan and Chongqing have always been enthusiastic and heroic, the ancient road is hot, the women are spicy, and the men are fierce.

It's not big, but the belly is very full, and it is often the swear words that come between conversations, if it is not a good relationship to understand the temperament of these people, ordinary people will have to compete with these people.

However, just playing lip service, it is estimated that except for the Jiangnan shrew, who can talk about the Spring and Autumn Festival, others often only say a word, and the other party has already scolded ten sentences.

Not to mention fighting, only northerners have to weigh it more than ruthlessly, especially the people of Sichuan and Chongqing like to form gangs when they fight, and when one person is beaten, the whole village and streets come to help, which is not a cause at all.

However, the people of Sichuan and Chongqing have never liked to provoke right and wrong, as long as they are not unreasonable, no one will come to bully you.

If you really can't stand the foul language on the other side, then you can't bear it and you can't show people a little strange, otherwise you will be teased again, "You are a fine sister, you can't stand it, it's very good!"

Store Manager Lang was scolding and scolding on his mouth, but he was not ambiguous at all when he ordered food, and shouted inside, "Give Lao Tzu some money, that turtle son is here again, or come up first, add a mandarin duck pot today!"

In this way, Zhu Zhiwen is a regular customer here.

"Okay!" came a bold response.

Although the store manager Lang is busy with business, he is still willing to take time out to chat with Zhu Zhiwen, he dragged his fat body, came over and patted Zhu Zhiwen on the shoulder and said, "I haven't seen you come for a long time!"

Zhu Zhiwen didn't care at all, nodded and said, "There have been a lot of things recently, so there's a way." ”

Store Manager Lang looked at the few people sitting around him and asked, "Tell me, are you a friend?"

Zhu Zhiwen nodded and introduced the past one by one.

When the manager Lang heard that everyone was from Xuanling, he was excited, picked up a glass of wine and said in the relatively ordinary Xuanlin Daya dialect, and said: "Everyone is a family, thank you for patronizing the shop, I met my hometown and knew each other, my Lang Jinpan drank a cup of himself first!"

Everyone couldn't drink when they came out of Su Su, so they all raised their glasses to greet each other.

Everyone chatted with Manager Lang again, and Manager Lang took care of the business by himself.

After a while, the bottom of the two hot pots was served, and a mouthful full of red oil floated and tumbled, and one bite was light and clear.

Those who can eat spicy eat spicy pot, and those who can't eat spicy eat mandarin duck pot.

hairy tripe, calf, beef tongue, foie gras...... Everything you need, it's lively.

Zhu Zhiwen runs everywhere, and he will always find so many old shops in his hometown, as long as he is homesick, he will come to these old shops to taste the taste, chatter or something, and talk enough about the loneliness.

Just like in a dream, Zhu Zhiwen doesn't like to wander the rivers and lakes, who is a normal person who wants to sleep outside every day and even have a home that can't return?

It's just that he has to be like this, and the struggle for the throne must take a stand, so as not to kill more people.

You are a dignified son, but you have been reduced to a homeless dog who has lost your home, and how many people can understand the situation?

Manager Lang watched Zhu Zhiwen and everyone talking and laughing, drinking and eating, and felt a little relieved.

At the beginning, this little guy was only thirteen or fourteen years old, and he knocked on the door on Chinese New Year's Eve, crying and having to eat hot pot, and it was very noisy!

Who is not accompanying his wife and children, family and relatives in his own house on this Chinese New Year's Eve, who to make hot pot for him, if he didn't finally know that it was a fellow countryman, he would have slapped it long ago.

The little guy was pitiful, crying while eating, and looked very sad, so he chatted with him casually, only to know that it was the elders of the family who did not let him go back.

Alas, whose child is not fleshy, how can there be such ruthless parents? The child of Chinese New Year's Eve is so small, and he is placed in a foreign land thousands of miles away from this unfamiliar place, and he can't stand it!

They are forced to leave their hometowns, and besides, these employees are relatives in their hometowns, and they will not be lonely during the New Year, this child is still different.

But it's not like I'm watching He Hu come to eat hot pot again, and it's a good thing to have my own friends.

Everyone ate the hot pot slowly and leisurely, mainly drinking and chatting, eating and eating The sky was dark, the customers in the store left one after another, and the business was deserted and almost closed.

Manager Lang didn't mind everyone eating and chatting, and took the initiative to go over and occupy a place to accompany the wine.

Everyone was drunk and rarely spoken, most of them were Zhu Zhiwen talking about his past in the rivers and lakes.

Others laughed or asked for a little story.

"It's just this fat man, it's very bad. ”

"When I first taught me to speak Yuzhou dialect, the first sentence was dog day, but now it's okay, when I meet Yuzhou people, my mouth is itchy if I don't scold the last two sentences!"

"Although the scolding is fierce, but the hot pot still counts this!"

"People don't have anything to say!"

......

Everyone listened to the drunken Zhu Zhiwen talk nonsense, and it was very lively.

Soon the sky was dark, and the moon and stars were deep and bright.