Chapter 39: The Wicked Boy

"Slut!"

"Slut!"

"Slut!"

The night was cloudy, and the room was dimly lit.

In front of the stove.

The man's red eyes were red, his teeth locked, and the muscles on his cheeks trembled, squeezing the harsh words out between his teeth again and again.

The thick butcher knife in his hand was mottled with blood rust, repeatedly raised and chopped down.

Chop.

Chop.

Chop.

The chopping board trembled, the lights shook, blood splattered everywhere, and minced meat and bone chips were raised.

Long.

Perhaps it was the exhaustion of energy, and the madness in the man's eyes slowly diminished. He rested on the stove for a while, and then removed the lid of the cauldron next to him.

Suddenly, a thick water vapor steamed up, and the smoke dissipated, and I saw that the brown brine in the pot was boiling hot.

He was silent, pushing the freshly chopped pieces of meat into the pot one by one. As soon as the fresh flesh and blood were stirred up by the boiling marinade, there was a strong smell of meat mixed with the aroma of the old marinade and rolled out of the pot, which hooked people's throats.

Then.

"Knock, knock. ”

There was a knock on the door.

"Who?!"

The man's face tightened again for a moment.

Syllable.

There was a tap on the door.

"Thief. The outsider laughed and scolded, "Who else can be in the middle of the night?" ”

"Lady?!"

The man's tense demeanor relaxed in the blink of an eye, and his eyes burst out with fanatical joy, and he took a few steps towards the door, and then hurriedly retracted, took off his apron, washed away the blood, and then ran to the door again with joy.

And behind him, in the cauldron.

As the brine tumbled, a human head quietly emerged.

In the interweaving of the dim light and the transpiration of water vapor, you can vaguely see that it is a woman's appearance, her facial features are soft, and her skin is more and more white due to blood loss and scalding.

She smiled indulgently and coquettishly in the boiling water.

At the corner of the eye, a tear mole is wrapped in soup, which is even more coveted.

............

In recent days.

There is a lot of peace in Xiaoshui City.

The servants spent their days wandering the streets and alleys, going door to door checking people's meals, and quietly peddling a strange pill. There are rumors in the market, saying that there are monsters in the city, and they are still mixed in people's homes, and it is difficult to identify.

If you want to push forward for a while, this news will have to set off an uproar and make everyone panic. But now, once the Dionysian Festival is over, every winery is busy making wine, and everyone is busy in the dark, where can I take care of any monsters?

What the?

You say youkai want to eat people!

If you eat people, you will eat people, you will delay your working hours, you can't make good wine, you can't pay your wages, and you will starve in the coming year, so we can eat the monsters.

Therefore, there are only some long-tongued women and wanderers who have no family business who still hold on to this matter, and there are many strange things that are reported.

For example, a certain official sold ten pills to a certain family and took away three taels of silver, but the master was so angry that he swallowed all the pills on the spot and became a monster, but he ate the official first.

For example, although an old man is old but has a good appetite, his unfilial son quietly told the government, and immediately attracted a Taoist priest, and the next day, the whole family disappeared.

For example, there is a monster who looks like a child in a certain workshop, and he loves to drill women's bellies. So a bad matchmaker made up his mind and introduced some loose skinned and loose secret men in the city to the countrymen at the price of a yellow flower girl, and if he asked why there was no blood on the night of the wedding, he deduced that the monster would be drilled.

There are many such absurd rumors, and the serious people in the city have heard it, and no one can take a sip:

This is the way of the world, tui!

......

"Hua Yanluo" Zhang Tong spit out a mouthful of old phlegm.

Unfortunately, it landed on the upper of the passer-by's shoe on the street, and before anyone could get angry, he glared at a pair of strange eyes first, which frightened the passer-by's face and ran away in embarrassment.

Only then did he sweep the street with pride, and the "knowledgeable" pedestrians hid their faces and avoided it.

He smiled.

It seems that even if you "rest" for a few days, you still have a majestic personality.

Suddenly I was in a good mood, as if the crutches in my hand were a few taels lighter.

"If you want me to say, we brothers shouldn't be involved in that matter. You see, I didn't make a penny, I became a cripple......"

He patted the crutch in his hand hatefully, and complained to his younger brother, Zhang Shaonan, who was hanging his arm next to him.

"You've got a broken arm. ”

"I'm not in a hurry to make a dog for the official. ”

Zhang Shaonan grabbed a handful of mulberries in the street stall casually, and didn't look at the stall owner who nodded his head.

"It's really a demonic thing that has spread widely, and some of them have muttered. ”

"Afraid of an egg?!" Zhang Tong took a sip and lifted a pedestrian who couldn't avoid it into the mud. "How many rumors are true?"

"This time was different. ”

Zhang Shaonan shook his head.

When a little girl selling flowers saw them, her body trembled like a quail, and she was about to run away, but he hooked her fingers and cried her relatives closer.

Not only are the two Taoist priests Feng and Li involved, but it is said that even Yu Zhenren of the Water Moon View is also involved. ”

He picked and chose a wild flower in the little girl's basket and left it on his ear.

"I've heard something......"

He casually pushed the little girl away and whispered some secrets to his brother Zhang Tong.

"It makes sense. ”

"It doesn't matter if it's true or not. ”

Zhang Tong didn't care, stopped in front of a house, and smashed the door with a "knock".

"The huge Xiaoshui City, with tens of thousands of people, can eat our brothers?"

Zhang Shaonan stopped talking.

He only took a few steps back, and only moved his ankles.

It didn't take long.

"Who?"

There was a tight questioning in the door.

Zhang Tong smirked.

"Your grandfather!"

As soon as the words fell, Zhang Shaonan had already rushed up like a gust of wind and slammed on the door.

"Bang!"

The door is open.

Zhang Tong slammed in.

Inside the door, the small courtyard was empty, only a man who had rolled to the ground was in pain, and when he saw the two brothers who broke in, he didn't wait to say anything in a panic.

Zhang Tong picked up the crutches and smashed his head.

The stick seemed to be made of wood, but it was hard and heavy, and it fell on a man like an iron rod.

The man was smashed and rolled on the ground, and every time he wanted to escape, he was kicked back by Zhang Shaonan, who was guarding the side, and the man had no choice but to curl up and beg for mercy.

But the two brothers didn't say a word, just fought randomly.

It wasn't until this movement attracted neighbors to look at it that Zhang Tong shouted and scolded:

"Gu Laosan, who sells braised meat, you are a good thief, Zhu Xingshou of the meat shop asked me to give you a sentence: If you do business in our Xiaoshui, you have to abide by the rules of our Xiaoshui! Who borrowed your courage to dare to use other people's pork privately?!"

The man took the time to defend himself while being beaten: "I didn't use other people's pork." ”

"Useless?"

Zhang Tong laughed cruelly.

"The guy in the meat shop has been squatting with you for a few days, you haven't entered the meat store for half a slice of pork, the business of braised meat is very prosperous, if it weren't for his pork, could it be the (harmonious) meat of the people on the road?!"

When these words came out, Gu Laosan seemed to be speechless, did not defend again, and even stopped begging for mercy, only holding his head and being beaten in a muffled voice.

At this time, Zhang Tong stopped.

"I thought you were just a turtle egg, but I didn't think you were still a man. ”

"It's a pity. ”

He snorted twice.

"That Zhu Xingshou is small-minded, not only to teach you a lesson, but also to smash your guys. Industry rules, our brother takes the money, and he has to do something!"

After that, he gave up Gu Laosan and went to the workshop.

Gu Laosan howled a few times, and rushed at Zhang Tong with his hands and feet, but unfortunately, he was still kicked over by Zhang Shaonan.

......

It's very common in the workshop.

There are two large cauldrons set up on a large stove, and on the thick wooden board next to it, the brown is deeply soaked and the knife marks are scattered, and next to it, there is a large basket on the two benches, on which are a few leftover braised pork.

The color is smooth and the meat is attractive.

Zhang Tong couldn't help but pick up a piece and stuffed it into his mouth, it was unexpectedly delicious, not only did it feel greasy, but it faintly whetted people's appetite.

Before I knew it, I picked up another piece in my hand.

"It's really good craftsmanship, it's a pity to smash it. ”

Although he said this, he was unambiguous in his hands.

Tipping over desks, smashing seats, and smashing dishes.

At the door, Gu Laosan's eyes were red, and he was crazy to come in to stop him, but he was pressed against the wall by Zhang Shaonan, and watched Zhang Tong pick up the crutch, stab the iron pot, break the earthen stove, and overturn the old brine jar.

"Bang dang. ”

But it was Zhang Tong who casually knocked down a clay pot on the shelf.

The jar fell to the ground and shattered, and a lump of well-cooked meat fell out of it, trembling and rolling down the mud.

There was a sudden silence in the room.

Gu Laosan stopped scolding, Zhang Tong stopped smashing, and Zhang Shaonan took a sharp breath unconsciously.

The eyes of all three of them were involuntarily drawn by it.

Because it's a lump of Naiko.

A woman's Naiko.

Boiled nako.