Tang Qian carried the young man, and he ran fast, this young man was too light, even if there were only bones left in his body, he shouldn't be so brisk. Just after seven turns and eight turns, Tang Qian had already arrived in a secluded alley.

The young man was surprisingly calm: "What are you looking for me, what is that camel looking for me?"

Tang Qian's face was very bad, under the dark mud, his skin was already red, and his eyes were even more dull, as if he was drunk.

In the eyes of the young man, Tang Qian first ran away, and the young man thought that he was as timid as a mouse, and now the young man labeled him a drunkard in his heart.

If you don't understand after drinking, forget it, and you can't wake up.

"As for him, he may be going to eat you, but I, if I say that I want to protect you, I probably want to get an answer from you. Tang Qian had already let go of his hand, leaned against the wall, sat on the ground slowly, and hiccuped, the smell of wine was about to fill the alley.

"How could anyone want to eat people?" the boy didn't believe it, "And who are you, charlatans?" or ...... "The young man is not too sure, Tang Qian's burden is indeed flying by himself, and that person has indeed grown two hands in his arms, but they have neither spit fire nor soaring clouds, and there is not much difference between fighting and ordinary people.

"Hmm...... That person is probably a warlock, but is he a charlatan...... It should be a Qimen magician, we are not a bull's nose, if you want to ask if we are cultivating immortals, then it may probably be, you can also cultivate immortals without a cow's nose. Tang Qian wiped his face a few times, revealing his more red face, without those plasters, Tang Qian's face is not a face that can be remembered very easily, his eyes don't have much spirit because of drunkenness, and then there is some stubble on his chin, and his facial features are well-proportioned, the young man can't say that this face is ugly, but it doesn't have too many characteristics - it's too different from those talents with beautiful women who often come to Baili Restaurant.

"Repair...... Cultivating immortals?" the young man reacted, and then his mouth was a little unfavorable.

"Oh, it seems that you can't talk about these things with the uncivilized people of Yunzhou," Tang Qian touched his chin, and then his expression relaxed again: "But you shouldn't be an ordinary person, did you drink anything when you were a child?" Tang Qian hiccuped again, this hiccup lasted longer, and the smell of alcohol in the entire alley was so strong that the young man coughed, I don't know if it was the illusion of the young man, he smelled a smell of blood.

"When I was a child...... the young man's hair was very long, when he raised his head, Tang Qian could see the young man's appearance very well, the young man's eyes were sunken, his cheekbones were prominent, and there was no flesh on his face. "I drank a bowl of porridge when I was a child. The boy hesitated: "I never need to eat, I'm hungry, but I won't starve to death." I can still remember the events of my childhood. ”

Tang Qian leaned forward: "A carriage?"

The boy continued, "There is also a copper kettle for cooking porridge. ”

Tang Qian nodded: "This is Zaohui, what you eat is not ordinary, it is called Lingmi, eating it once is a great blessing, starving and not dying is just the simplest, and it can also improve your physique and make you suitable for cultivation." Tang Qian swore one moment ago, leaning against the wall easily, and the next moment his eyes widened and his mouth bulged.

It took a lot of effort for him to hold back from throwing it up.

"I think those guests will feel better if they spit out. The boy said, "While I steal it, but soon I will find a place where they vomit and vomit again." ”

"Congratulations, you're no longer eating fireworks in the world. Tang Qian said: "And do you know, this porridge is also said to be lucky, and you need the right people to drink the right things." ”

"My mother just drank porridge and died. The boy said calmly.

"Yes, yes, yes, there is such a problem, when I found the beggar, he was dead, and there was still a little bit in the bowl, and I tasted it. Tang Qian's expression became worse again, and it was estimated that the contents of his stomach were coming out again.

"I've never had you like this. The young man wondered: "By the way, do you say that if I drink this porridge, I can fly to the sky like a storyteller......?" Two more hands like the camel?" the boy's sunken eyes lit up as he said these words.

"Flying ...... It's not good to say, it's very simple to grow out of the hand, that guy is not a person, it's two, and there is a shorter one in his arms than him, so he can grow taller and grow his hands, the art of Qimen, people who understand it are not at most a spell that is not worse than a few people, but there are few profound people. Tang Qian explained seriously, and patted the young man on the shoulder: "You kid is actually much better than others, at the beginning." ”

As he spoke, Tang Qian only felt that his throat was a little dry, and he really couldn't help it: "The porridge I drank yesterday-" Before he finished speaking, he opened his mouth and vomited.

The young man was patted on the shoulder, he thought that he was going to be vomited by Tang Qian, he didn't care, it wouldn't hurt too much if he was beaten for so many years, and he had been dirty, but there was no way to get it on his body, and he went down after shaking it.

But Tang Qian still pushed the boy away first, and then what he spit out had already reached the gravel road of this alley.

What he vomited was not wine, not porridge, not vomit.

It's blood, it's internal organs, it's liver, it's heart.

The boy was able to recognize that he had seen the restaurant owner kill pigs during the New Year.

But it's just a faint smell of blood, more of a mellow taste of wine.

And the boy also knew that these were definitely not the internal organs of some pig.

The young man's face became even worse, he didn't think that Tang Qian was a monster who liked to eat blood and liver, because Tang Qian had just said a word, and he took a sip of porridge. Tang Qian also said that the porridge he drank yesterday.

So the teenager also began to retch.

"Take it easy, I'm like this because this porridge is not suitable for me to drink, and relax, you should drink it in your stomach, it's not like this for a long time, it's all absorbed, and the root bone talent comes from these things. Tang Qian wiped his mouth with his sleeve, and the clothes were covered with bright red blood.

The boy vomited even more, he never ate anything, so there was nothing to vomit, but even if he vomited bile, the boy wanted to vomit.

"Except for this thing called Lingmi, which is a lie to you, the rest are true, and these are just ......" Tang Qian looked very cruel at this time: "It's just people's hearts and blood." Tang Qian grabbed the arm of the young man who was vomiting and looked at him: "I have a friend who also drank this porridge, he is the second person I know who has not died, you are the first, this is why I am looking for you." ”

Then he let go of the boy again and told him to continue throwing up.

When the boy finally stopped vomiting, Tang Qian suddenly said, "Boy, what's your name?"

The young man was very weak, not physically, he didn't vomit anything, but he looked tired, even Zaohui was just a child, he said softly: "Zhou Sheng." ”

"Porridge is very interesting. Tang Qian muttered twice: "Stand up when it's done, it seems that this Lord Catcher wants to ask us something." ”

Zhou Sheng turned around and saw a young woman wearing a fast catcher costume.

And what Tang Qian had just spit out seemed to be as if it hadn't appeared, and the gravel road was clean. Zhou Sheng twitched his nose, as if he hadn't even seen the smell of wine and blood.

"Eh, Sister Catch Quickly, take a look, his name is Zhou Sheng, my name is Tang Qian, is he very good, or don't arrest him." ”

The quick woman's reply to Tang Qian was a pair of iron shackles.