Chapter 118: Rotten Egg Dog Blood Smoked Sausage
The sword-wielding man standing outside the courtyard followed Shen Mei'er and followed Shen Mei'er away, leaving behind a lot of gifts.
Out of the hut.
Go out five hundred feet.
Shen Mei'er's face instantly changed from pity to coldness and frost, her eyebrows and eyes were ruthless, and she gritted her teeth and said, "Find out for me who lived in the grass hut." β
Take two steps: "Don't just check these days, all the people who have entered the grass hut, regardless of men, women and children, should check it for me, especially those who have been in contact with Brother Jingjing." β
There was silence for a while, as if he was afraid that something would be missed: "When I checked carefully, I heard that there was a trend of women dressing up as men in Luoyang City during this time. β
If Fei was standing here at this moment, he would definitely be shocked, in his impression, Shen Meier had always been harmless to humans and animals, when did she become so ruthless, just like a painted skin.
In front of Fei Jing, he was alone, and if he was not in front of him, he became another person.
It's scary to think about!
Terrible......
On the twelfth day of the lunar month, Ning Shi entered the Suishan Mountain, and when he returned to Luoyang City, it was already the twenty-eighth of the lunar month.
When Ning Shi returned to Luoyang City, the sky was already dark, but fortunately, it was now considered to be in the category of the Spring Festival, and the curfew of the entire god capital was lifted, and until the fifteenth day of the first month, even the city gate was not closed.
There are huge red lanterns hanging at the gate of the city, and the tip of the nose is full of the fragrance of steamed buns.
On the twenty-eighth day of the lunar month, the dough is haired, and on the twenty-eighth day of the lunar month, the cake is steamed and the bun is appliquΓ©d...... Along the way, every household has pasted New Year's pictures, Spring Festival couplets and all kinds of good-looking window flowers, and rich people have also pasted peach charms.
Ning Shi pondered in his heart: "I haven't seen you for more than ten days, the blue bird must have bought the meat and cooked the dishes, will they buy all the firecrackers for the festival?" β
When we were together, I was chattering in my ears, and I felt annoyed, and if I hadn't seen him for a while, I would have thought strangely.
Thinking like this, I saw that I was empty-handed, and I felt a little guilty. I took out my trouser pocket, the clothes were prepared by Fei Jing later, I can't wear a piece of clothing for more than ten days without changing it, and it goes without saying when there are no conditions, if there are conditions, you should pay attention to it. After all, it's a sword cultivator, it's too sloppy and shameful.
My fingers felt a little cold.
Ning Shi's face was overjoyed, and there was really broken silver: "Even if that kid didn't pick the door and get home!"
Turning a corner, I went around to the night market, smelled the smell and bought seven sweet cakes filled with dates, counting myself, one for each person, just right.
Drooling, Mei Zizi walked towards the Changle Inn.
The noise and bustle gradually disappeared, and even the candles and lanterns on the side of the road were very few: "It's a little remote." β
Ning Shi pursed his lips, and then immediately persuaded himself: "What are you afraid of, the fragrance of wine is not afraid of deep alleys." β
When he was about to see the inn, Ning Shi's heartbeat even sped up a little, and he was a little excited, wondering in his heart, if he wanted to find a way to go home?
Jump up and pounce on it?
Sneaking in?
Still is?
It's really deserted!
Ning Shigang pondered for a while, looked at the past from a distance, the Changle Inn he bought, the black light was blind, there was not even a candlelight, there was no red lantern at the door, and it seemed that there were no New Year's pictures and window flowers, and he scolded secretly: "It's okay to save money, the Spring Festival couplets still have to be posted! What time is it, just go to sleep? Or do you go crazy in the night market? Even if you go crazy, you must leave someone to watch the house!"
When Ning Shi left the Divine Capital, the Changle Inn was very dilapidated, very old and dusty.
Ten days passed, and instead of cleaning up, he could smell a pungent stench fifty steps away.
Is it the rotten rotten egg mixed with the fishy dog blood, which seems to be mixed with chili flour and pepper, so are you sure it's not a dark dish?
Rotten egg dog blood smoked sausage?
Not to mention that it is an inn with people, even if there are no people, it will not be ruined like this.
The original thoughts instantly turned into anger: "This group of unobtrusive guys, don't go to the house for three days, what are you going to do? Welcome the surprise of Chinese New Year's Eve? This is not your home!"
With a full of resentment and anger, Ning Shi walked towards the inn with a cold face.
No one arrived.
A quarrel was heard in my ears first.
"The silver left by Ning Shi has already been spent, and the food will be cut off tomorrow, you have to think of a way. β
"What can you do? There are definitely people who are making trouble behind their backs, all the people who sell things in Luoyang, all the people who sell things give us a higher price, and the vegetables for three cents sell for thirty yuan, why don't they go and grab the money." β
"It's either a fight or a fight, it's always us who suffers, such a big Luoyang City, fight at the door of our inn alone, you tell me it's a coincidence?"
"There is also a problem with Jingzhao Mansion, all of them are a bunch of guys who eat dry rice. β
"We can't sit still, the next time someone comes, they will beat me to death, I see who dares to splash dirty water on our inn." β
"Can't be impulsive, and watch from a distance without seeing the servants? Also, these ruffians are not just ruffians and hooligans, they can sense the aura of cultivators every time. β
"This doesn't work, that doesn't work, wait for death?"
"Wait for Ning Shi, this is what he bought with money, at least we can't let the inn be destroyed in our hands. β
"I can't get past this year......"
The quarrel and discussion in the lobby of the inn continued, but there was a sound of footsteps outside the door, followed by Ning Shi's voice.
There is no resentment and anger, but a relaxed ridicule, he is forcibly suppressing his emotions, making himself more sensible, and more sensible: "Hey, it's all here, supper, supper, sweet cake stuffed with dates." Whoever wants to eat it, take it yourself, one for each person. β
Ning Shi crossed the threshold, and threw the pastry to Ye Qingniao: "The faΓ§ade design is very novel, but the taste is a little rushed, I'll change it for you Ming'er, we sell wine, not stinky tofu." β
Stretched out his hand and hammered a punch at Lin Zhiheng's chest: "Thank you for your hard work, they must be very troublesome, don't care about it." β
Although Lin Zhiheng was two years older than Ning Shixi, at this moment, it seemed that Ning Shi was everyone's eldest brother, opened his mouth, and only said: "They are very good and never cause trouble." β
Ning Shi grinned, raised his hand and rubbed Xia Pingfan and Lu Yan's hair: "You two have lost weight, don't you usually eat." β
took a step forward and pinched Chen Yusheng's big fat face vigorously: "Sashimi, did you eat all the meat? Why don't you lose weight?"
picked up the spring night: "I'll tell you a story at night." β
The last one looked at Ye Qingniao: "How are your three swords, how are you practicing?
The others didn't speak, but Ye Qingniao frowned, held the knife, and pouted: "The knife, I don't practice very well, I feel aggrieved, my palms are itchy, and I want to cut people." β