Before he had time to say a greeting, Uwei ran out of the smoke and dragged Wei Seventeen into the tent to drink tea.

The custom of the Tie Yi people, but when the guests come, they first serve milk tea, drink milk tea, then drink milk wine, and eat hand-grabbed mutton. The iron-fronted woman can't speak Chinese, her face is full of smiles and gesticules, and she diligently serves milk tea, accompanied by milk skin and cheese, which is fragrant and has a unique flavor.

She took care of her daughter and greeted the guests, and went to the tent to help the man slaughter the sheep.

Xie Jinglan has lived in the grassland for many years, slaughtering sheep with one hand, he is like an authentic iron-fronted man, he does not bleed, does not make a sound, and kills a sheep "gently". To put it bluntly, make a small opening in the sheep's chest, reach out to the backbone, pinch a large blood vessel, and all the sheep's blood flows into the chest. No blood, no wailing, a life is lost.

But skinning and disemboweling, washing and goursing require an iron-fronted woman to take a hand, although Xie Jinglan has a lot of strength, it is not very convenient to have one arm after all.

After slaughtering the sheep and cooking the mutton is a woman's job, Xie Jinglan got into the tent, found an excuse to send her daughter away, and drank a cup of milk tea with Wei Qiqi, and was silent for a long time, before talking about the reason why he came to this Tie Yi grassland.

It was an unbearable experience, a painful and terrifying experience of recovering the scars.

When Taiyizong suffered a catastrophe, he happened to be on the way back to Shimen, the sunset was drunk, Liantao City was in sight, and the glow was in full swing. In an instant, time stood still, prosperity became a dream, and the power of destroying the world overturned Lian Tao Mountain, and the joys, sorrows, and sorrows of mortals were forever frozen at that moment, and the aftermath passed by, and he took away one of his right arms lightly and skillfully.

Xie Jinglan froze in place, blood gushing like a spring, and a little soul power raged in his body, stirring up the meridians and acupoints, destroying the foundation of cultivation.

When the dust settled, only a ruin remained in Liantao Mountain, Xie Jinglan did not give up, dragged his disabled body, picked up the branches and walked away, unable to find the survivor, so he had to leave in disappointment. Without a teacher, like an abandoned little beast, he was panicked, he thought about it again and again, remembering that Senior Brother Niu of Tianfeng Hall and Senior Sister Hu of Yulu Hall were in Beijing to protect Zhao Tianzi, so he decided to go north to join the two of them.

From Liantao Mountain to Jingshi, more than 800 miles, Xie Jinglan traveled for several months, his body was declining day by day, and seeing that Jingshi was in sight, he fainted on the side of the road.

I don't know how long I slept after sleeping, and when he woke up, he found himself lying on a ship heading south, the smell of the sea breeze blowing to his nose, and the past was like a dream.

The person who saved him was Chen Dong, a wealthy businessman in the jewelry business in Jingshi.

As early as a few months ago, Chen Dong changed all the slaves of the shops and mansions in Beijing at a discount on the grounds that he was old and sick and returned to his hometown to recuperate, packed his bags, and hired three large ships to go south. Coincidentally, Chen Dong happened to see the word "Ling" embroidered on the corner of his clothes, and knew that he was a disciple of the Lingxiao Hall of Taiyi Sect, so he rescued him and told the doctor to take care of him. The Taiyi Sect has been wiped out, and the Niu and Hu who stayed in the capital are panicked like lost dogs, and sooner or later someone will fall into the well to clean them up, but for Xie Jinglan, Chen Dong is willing to make a good fate, he has some questions, the most important question, about how to treat his old and decayed body, I want to ask this young man.

Xie Jinglan fell asleep for half a month, until the humid sea breeze woke him up, he was very weak, bedridden, and had half of his life left. Fortunately, Chen Dong was there, what wild ginseng, Ganoderma lucidum, Shou Wu, snow lotus, deer antler, cordyceps, ambergris, yellow essence, and rare medicinal materials entered his stomach as if he didn't want money, Xie Jinglan suspected that he had eaten all the old books that Chen Dong had hanged himself.

The body slowly recovered, but there are some things that can never be restored if they are damaged. Xie Jinglan should be glad that he escaped a life from the tragedy of destroying the door, but this life is not the seed of revenge, except for an arm, he paid an even heavier price, the meridians were distorted, the sea of qi was destroyed, and there was not much left of his cultivation.

He's a wreck.

However, Xie Jinglan did not reveal any abnormalities, or rather, he buried all the abnormalities deep in his heart, "seizing the heaven and earth to create for his own use, and pulling out a Maoli world without doing anything", he has practiced in Taiyi Sect for many years, and he is well aware of the weight of these two sentences.

Paying always in return, when the spirit is a little better, Xie Jinglan is grateful to Chen Dong for his help, and has a deep talk with him for a night to solve his doubts.

Chen Dongshou was about to run out and wanted to prolong his life, Xie Jinglan gave him a Zijin Pill, which could prolong his life for a century after taking it, but it was only this one chance, Zijin Dan was ineffective to take more, and if he wanted to seek a long time, he could only use the elixir to wash the marrow and change the tendons.

Chen Dong asked where to find the elixir that washes the marrow and easy tendons, Xie Jinglan pointed to the northwest and said, "The Dan is in Kunlun." ”

This is not to fool him, Xie Jinglan heard the master mention, although the Kunlun sect is a sword cultivator, it is quite unique in alchemy, the medicinal power of the Qiankun Yiqi Pill is mild and pure, it is a rare top grade, mortals take it to have the effect of rebirth, although the Taiyi Sect has a pill prescription, and has been developing it for many years, but it has never been able to refine it.

Suddenly, half a load, the ship arrived in the south of the Yangtze River, Chen Dongli invited Xie Jinglan to accompany him, but the latter politely declined. Xie Jinglan can't believe it after all, he still has a lot of immortal things on him, he doesn't dare to show his bottom, in case the other party learns the truth, it is difficult to keep his greed, he is no longer a Fu Xiu who calls the wind and rain and scatters beans into soldiers, there is no big mistake in being careful, Xie Jinglan said goodbye to him, made a gesture, smiled, and drifted away.

Chen Dong didn't suspect anything.

At this time, the land of the Central Plains has been full of wolf smoke, 18 roads against the king to chase the world, thieves swarmed, the people are not happy, the hussar general Xu Changsheng of the town customs seized the opportunity, took advantage of the situation, under the banner of "the side of the Qing monarch, the Yasukuni is difficult", waved the army into two roads, and went straight to the Beijing division.

Xie Jinglan's heart is like a mirror, Chen Dong discounted the property of the Jingshi early, hired a ship to go south by sea, obviously prepared, this rebellion to change the dynasty, there is his shadow looming behind it.

But none of this has anything to do with him, after this setback, Xie Jinglan was disheartened and decided to stay away from the land of right and wrong, and embarked on a journey to the west.

In the world, as a mortal, take a walk and chat, and talk to break the boredom and eliminate sorrows. Xie Jinglan's footprints traveled all over the north and south of the river, and finally traced up the Xiluo River, came to the town customs, exited the customs, and disappeared in the vast grassland. The sky and the clouds and the wind cut off the news of the Central Plains, and after decades of wandering alone, feeling desolate and tired, he finally met a certain iron-fronted woman at a certain time and place, and stayed forever.

From then on, he lived incognito and lived like an iron-fronted man.

As she spoke, the iron-fronted woman loaded a plate full of mutton and sent it into the tent, and Uwe followed her, holding a square plate with gray-white blood sausage in the middle of the plate, trembling and trembling.

Xie Jinglan no longer talked about the past, poured wine and raised a glass to congratulate the guests who came from afar on their birthdays, Wei Qiqi was not polite to him, and opened up to drink wine and eat meat.

Hand grasp mutton is freshly slaughtered fat sheep boiled in white water, dipped in salt water when eating, crispy, tender, bloody, good to digest. Blood sausage is to pour sheep blood into the intestine and cook it with mutton until it is medium-cooked, fragrant, tender and satisfying.

Uwe likes to eat blood sausages, and half-coagulated sheep blood flows from the corners of her mouth, and she licks her tongue and smiles.

A fat sheep, he had to work hard to get down, and he drank seven or eight skins of milk wine, and Wei Seventeen was still unsatisfied. (.html)