Attentive and attentive, no wonder this fat man is a little familiar, when he first took office, Lan Que once led all the deacon disciples who served Yunshang to come and worship his dock, and there was this fat man. It's just that Yunshang prefers to eat some spirit fruits, and is not too interested in demon beast meat, plus the Huaci Peak Mountain Gate is just rising, and there are no Taoist friends to visit, and the dining room of Nuanyun Pavilion is basically a decoration.

He asked Duan Kuan about his origin, and this thing really did the work of the blister knife hand, claiming to have dismantled tens of thousands of demon beasts. Sun Aqiao also had an idea, and suddenly remembered to go to the dining room of Nuanyun Pavilion to ask first, and found this former blister knife hand.

Yin Qin saw that this wide cultivation was only in the late stage of Qi refining, and he knew that the number of tens of thousands of demon beasts was quite large, but he didn't want to dismantle fierce beasts like demon Jiao, as long as he knew how to castrate a sow.

Duan Kuan listened to the courteous request, patted his chest and said, "This is simple, isn't it just the fetal palace of the sow?"

"You can't kill it, after the pig is cut, you have to jump around." ”

Duan Kuan all responded, and Yin Qin called Yin Gongyin and the three of them over, and pulled Duan Kuan aside to practice. After all, Duan Kuan has been a blister knife hand, although he is easy to talk big, he also has two brushes under his hands, and after he stabbed a few sows to death, he was already able to pick up the fetus alive.

However, the treatment of the wound is still a problem, the wound of the sow is much larger than the wound of the boar, and the corresponding hemostasis is more needed. Attentively came up with the idea of having them sew the skin with the needle and thread of the sewing garment, and then try it with a small amount of hemostatic powder. Several people did so, and found that the wound after stitching did not need to be stopped bleeding and dispersed, and they all said that Director Yin was talented!

Duan Kuan checked Zhu Choumei's previous castrated boar, and saw that Yin Gongyin's knife edge was the smallest and the bleeding was the least, so he praised him and urged him to be a blister knife hand. According to Duan Kuan's statement, not only can the blister knife hand always get the scraps of all kinds of demon beasts when he is young, but he is also the object of competition for hire by major restaurants and dining rooms. Although it doesn't sound as elegant as the deacon of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, it is a good errand to eat and drink all his life.

Yin Gongyin shook his head and said, "The demon beasts dismantled by the blister knife hand are all dead things, what does it mean? ”

Duan Kuan's expression stiffened when he heard this, and he forced a smile: "Little brother, this hobby, this is really peculiar, really peculiar, haha." ”

I asked Zhu Choumei a few people, and they all said that the boars and sows, the big pigs and the small pigs were all castrated, so Sun Aqiao stuffed a few spirit stones for Duan Kuan and sent him away. Sun Aqiao was a little heartbroken and said: "He just came over and fingered twice, and without even touching the knife, he got several spirit stones, which is too cheap for him, right? Besides, he is not from another family, and it is natural for the ancestor to do things for our ancestor in the dining room, so why give him spirit stones?"

Said diligently: "It's not him on duty today, and when he comes out to do things for us, he should give people a little meaning." You said he didn't even touch the knife, so didn't I even touch the knife?"

"Can he compare to you? You are tired, and you don't know how tired you are in a day. Sun Aqiao was unconvinced.

Yin Qin was happy by what she said, and slapped her hand casually and said: "Little girl, don't be so calculating, beware of finding a bad mother-in-law in the future." You have said that everyone is a person who serves the ancestor, and it is better to give him the spirit stone than to save those white-eyed wolves cheaply, which is called the fat water does not flow into the fields of outsiders. ”

Sun Aqiao covered his buttocks and stayed on the spot. Yin Qin saw her biting her lip, her face was bright red before she reacted, and she made the mistake of her previous life, she was busy touching her nose in embarrassment, and turned around to tell Yin Gongzi and others to quickly clean up the stall, it was getting late, today the ancestor office set up a banquet, and under the personal guidance of Director Yin, he wanted to give everyone a table of fresh dishes, called "Pig Killing Dish"!

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There is a pool of spring water at the south foot of the beaver peak, meandering, the fairy spirit is ethereal all day long, and the wind blows can not disperse. At the end of this spring, there is a waterfall as high as twenty or thirty zhang, and there is a flat area at the edge of the waterfall, and the houses on it are connected to form a large mansion.

In fact, from the perspective of dragon hunting, the area under this waterfall is not suitable for householding. But Geng Yun, the elder of the Fox Peak, just placed the cultivation cave here.

Compared with the huge gate Wu Shiyong's extremely extensive mansion, Geng Yun's mansion is much smaller in scale, and the decoration is not very elegant, and even a few pieces of dark green paint on the door have peeled off, but it has not been repaired.

The Geng family exudes simplicity and even a bit shabby from the inside out, but some people disdain it, thinking that Geng Yun's simplicity and economy are purely for outsiders to see. How could anyone build a newly built mansion, but install two dilapidated gates that were transported from Tieling Peak to the old mansion?

At this moment, in Geng Yun's mansion, the servants were hurrying around, intertwined like shuttles, and they were busy.

In the living room of the Geng family, Geng Yunzheng, as the head of the family, bowed slightly, and saluted a middle-aged monk with a strange face to his hand: "Senior Brother Yan is here today, which makes the humble house shine." ”

Yan naturally smiled modestly: "Yan's cultivation is lowly, and Elder Geng is commensurate with his senior brother, so he wants to kill Yan!"

"Senior Brother Yan is too modest, you are the only true disciple of the ancestor, just by virtue of this, you are the senior brother of all our beaver monks!" Sitting next to Yan Tiantian was a young monk with a jade-like face, who seemed to be in his early twenties, and his cultivation had reached the middle stage of foundation building, and it was estimated that he had taken drugs such as Zhuyan Dan. This person's name is Song Shuxing, the eldest son of the Great Elder Wuqu, his actual age this year is more than two hundred years old, and he is a famous medicine jar in Wanshou Valley.

Yan naturally waved his hand again and again: "How can Senior Brother Song learn from Elder Geng and have fun with nature? As a sword cultivator, I even have a sword fetus, Senior Brother Song must not mention the word true biography." When I see the ancestor, I still ask her to take back this true inheritance. ”

"Senior Brother Yan, it's not allowed, it's not been a few years since the big competition of the sect. The honor and disgrace of our Hua Ci Peak can all be tied to Senior Brother Yan!" Wu Shiyong, the head of the giant gate, stopped with an anxious expression, "Senior Brother's sword fetus is only a little damaged, as long as you calm down and recuperate, it will definitely be as good as ever." ”

"Meditation?" Yan naturally smiled bitterly, "I really want to meditate! I can't stand our Senior Brother Yin's ability to toss, I can't calm down even if I want to!"

"Senior Brother Yan is really self-contained. Song Shuxing snorted coldly, "He actually called that barbarian junior brother!" He suddenly remembered something, and a contemptuous smile appeared on his face: "I don't know if you have heard of it?

"Senior Brother Song is talking about the wild words of those eight hundred pigs?" Wu Shiyong said with a smile.