If the Dongcheng Dayuefang is the number one gold cave for the dignitaries and dignitaries in Lanling City to buy songs and laughs, and the dancing platform in the southern suburbs is the first choice for literati and to relieve their souls, then the osmanthus lane in Xishi is the supreme holy place where the peddlers and pawns, the Shengdou small people sweat like rain, and are willing to empty their money bags.

After the body and mind are comfortable, under the afterglow of the sunset or the red lantern that exudes an ambiguous halo, swaying through the crooked alley in all directions, sneaking to the hundred-year-old teahouse at the entrance of the alley, ordering a few kinds of food, brewing a pot of half-old tea, smelling the fragrance of tea and the rich aroma of various foods, listening to a story of gods and demons with old and white heads, it is really a fairy-like day.

"Rank, last time I said that the Xuanyuan Holy Emperor went on his expedition to the east, and there was an evil dragon on the way to obstruct the king. The Holy Emperor was furious and sent the general to capture the giant spirit, but the evil dragon was slippery and tight, and he knew that he was invincible to the divine power of the giant spirit general, so he attacked everywhere, making the army miserable. Jiang Sage said that there is a god in the east of the Great Wilderness, named Dragon Slayer, who can capture this owl. Let's say that this dragon slayer, with the sun and moon on his head, holds Mount Tai in his hand, captures and kills countless dragons and snakes in his life, and loves to eat pancake rolls and green onions......"

The old white head shook his head, foaming at the mouth, and was talking about the wonders, when someone interjected: "Lao Bai, you are nonsense, the pancake rolls and green onions are only eaten by us so bitterly, not to mention the gods, even the nobles in the east of the city don't eat it." ”

The old white head glared, turned his head and pointed to a young man in the corner and scolded: "It's you pickled lazy boy who kills pigs and geldings, what do you know, the pancake rolls and green onions of the Dragon Slayer Clan are made of yellow dragon skin as cakes and green dragon tendons as green onions, is it ordinary food?"

"It's still Lao Bai's wide knowledge, this Dragon Slayer Clan really deserves to be an ancient god!"

The tea guests around listened to the admiration, and their anxious temperament became even more noisy, "Dog Butcher, what are you doing, Lao Bai, you can go on, how does the Dragon Slayer Clan capture and kill that evil dragon?"

The young man who was called the dog butcher was quite delicate, and he was full of cleverness, and he was not annoyed when he heard this, he grinned, revealing a mouthful of white teeth: "Killing dragons and dogs is not all a butcher, but he is a god, and the master will also be a god in the future!

The tea guests burst into laughter.

Before the old shopkeeper who ran to the back kitchen with a rolling pin chased him out, the dog butcher ran through the crowded old teahouse lobby like a happy swimming fish and fled.

Lanling City is a large city within a radius of thousands of miles, with business and travel and prosperous industries, especially in the West Market.

The dog butcher strode down the street, whether it was a merchant who opened a stall or a vendor who walked the streets, they all greeted him affectionately, and everyone really knew him.

The dog butcher became more and more fluttering, as if he had really become a god in the world, grinning and swaggering through the market.

His father and mother died early, ate 100 family meals, and wore 100 family clothes. struggling to grow to the age of ten, he used the pig-killing knife left by his father to put down the 300-pound fat pig that refused to be killed and rushed to the street to spill.

Since then, he has inherited the ancestral business and become the youngest butcher in Xishi, and by the way, he has blocked the greedy sight of coveting his father's poor inheritance. And because he is especially good at slaughtering dogs, after a few years, the neighbors have called him a dog butcher.

The dog butcher knows how to repay his kindness, often saves meat to help the neighborhood, and when he doesn't use the knife, he messes around on the street, and the whole family is not hungry when one person eats enough, but also at ease.

It was getting late, and Lanling City was covered with a hazy veil by the night, which was even more charming under the gradually lit lights. Located in a peaceful and prosperous place, there are few wars, and the curfew in the city has been abolished for many years, and the flow of people has increased instead of decreasing.

The dog butcher thought in his heart, the story of the old man Bai was unhearable, where to go and mess around for one night?

Suddenly, someone shouted in the distance: "King Lanling has entered the city!

The already crowded West Market is now like a boiling pot, chickens and dogs jump wolves, and the crowd is pouring towards the West City Gate like a torrent.

The dog butcher was also in great spirits, and he couldn't wait to fly to the city gate immediately.

What was especially intolerable was that he saw Lao Bai rushing in front of him like a wild dog, and when he was a cat's waist, he drilled into the cracks, causing the eldest girl and the little daughter-in-law to scream and scold.

When the news of His Majesty's favorite youngest son being named Lanling a year ago spread all over the city.

I heard that the biological mother of the Seven Princes, Concubine Xue, was pregnant because she dreamed of a long star breaking through the blue sky, and she was pregnant for thirteen months before giving birth to Lin'er. Therefore, folk legends say that the Seven Princes should be in the sky, but they are gods and men.

Since they are all gods, they should be close and close, and the dog butcher is very happy.

When we arrived at the city gate, it was already a sea of people, and huge torches illuminated the road as bright as day.

It took the dog butcher the strength to kill twenty pigs before he squeezed into the front row, and beyond that was the blade of the red-clothed soldiers belonging to the Lanling County Army.

Looking at the sword with a bright and cold light on the handle, the dog butcher was very envious, and said in his heart that although it was not as good as the dog slaughtering knife of this god, it was also majestic.

The team that entered the city was nowhere to be seen, and it was all powerful cavalry in red robes and silver armor.

Everyone stretched their heads and waited for a long time, but I don't know who snorted: "It's coming"!

Starting from the city gate hole, the crowd gradually heard irrepressible restless exclamations from far and near.

The dog butcher rubbed his eyes, which were almost swayed by the silver shining armor, and when he looked at it, he immediately gasped.

He saw a large, crimson claw.

He can't say how red it is, anyway, the high-quality red satin that Aunt Wang left for her daughter as a wedding dress is hard to reach.

He can't say how old it is, it's not a little bigger than the tiger claws that the fur luggage shopkeeper regarded as the heirloom of the town, and he is estimated to be able to catch the big fat pig he stabbed to death when he was ten years old.

The two giant tigers, all red, scrambled to squeeze in through the city gates, followed by two more.

Behind the four huge red tigers was a bronze chariot with a simple shape, surrounded by a group of gold-armored guards.

Such a momentum is really extraordinary.

Someone in the crowd exclaimed: "Red Tiger Rim!

Red Tiger Rim, on the system should be matched with the king, but the average prince doesn't even think about it.

Jin Gewei, that is His Majesty's own army of the Son of Heaven, and it is a great honor to be able to be escorted by them.

The sounds of inhalation, cheers, and shouts were intertwined, and the wind and thunder on the ground were deafening.

The four-headed red tiger was restless, his eyes were fierce, and he was very angry. One of them, who was only five steps away from the dog butcher, turned his head, and split his mouth like a bloody basin, and made a gesture to pounce.

The air waves were rolling, and everyone felt a fishy wind blowing in their faces, and the four fangs like spears and swords were enough to be the length of ordinary people's arms.

The soldiers and the people on the side of the road retreated in shock, and everyone was terrified that they would die in the tiger's mouth in the next moment.

Only the dog butcher stiffened and never took a step back.

Joke, it's just a brute, even if it's fatter, it's still a brute. If you dare to provoke the master, you can't say that the white knife goes in and the red knife comes out!

He felt that his hands and feet were cold, and a layer of sweat poured out of his face, and the light of the fire dancing on the torch beside him was extremely hot.

The royal hand who drove the car was an old man with gray hair, tiger eyes and beard, wolf waist and ape arms, although he was sitting, he could also see that he had a magnificent physique, and he had a terrifying momentum that was not angry and self-threatening.

He raised his hand and shook the reins fiercely, and shouted, "The evil beast is reckless!"

This low shout is like a heavy hammer hitting a drum, and thunder explodes!

There was a roar in everyone's ears, and they couldn't help but be silenced.

The wind in the streets seemed to be strong, blowing the flames of hunting.

The old man twisted his waist sideways, like a crouching tiger about to get up, although his claws and teeth were hidden, and the beasts knew its might.

"Your Highness, the people crowded the roads and disturbed the red tiger, for the sake of His Highness's safety, they should be dispersed. ”

The voice was sonorous like a sword strike, and the meaning was cold like a cold wind.

As soon as these words came out, the crowd was a little restless, even though no one dared to express their dissatisfaction, but they couldn't help but slander the old man's domineering in their hearts.

"It is no longer right to disturb the people, how can they bear to drive them away. Someone in the bronze chariot responded, his voice clear, although slightly immature, but not calm.

The voice paused, and then said: "With General Yan here, Xiao Wang is as stable as Mount Tai." ”

The old man's face showed excitement, and he bowed down and said, "Dare not to die for His Highness!"

After saluting, the old man's reins shook lightly, looking forward to his own pride, as if there was no one around.

The Red Tiger continued to move forward slowly.

The old man looked at the dog butcher who was standing alone at the front of the crowd on the side of the road, and his tiger eyes were a little approving: "The young man is a little bold!

The dog butcher was moved by this sight, but the ghost sent the god to reply: "I only kill animals, and I have never thought of killing people." ”

The old man laughed: "There are many people in the world who are not as good as birds/beasts, so why not kill them! How can I grow old and die with the grass and trees!"

As soon as these words came out, the crowd was sensational, and everyone's perception of the old man surnamed Yan was different. In the past, he was only said to be arrogant and domineering, and no one was in his eyes, but now he feels that he is generous and heroic, which is really admirable!

"The old general is really a hero!"

"What a hero!"

"Boys are born like this!"

The originally silent long street suddenly boiled, and tens of thousands of people shouted together, shaking the heavens and the earth.

The red robe is like blood, the silver armor is like a dragon, the blade is clamping, and the fire is soaring to the sky.

That night, the gray-haired old general was fierce.

At that moment, the fourteen-year-old dog butcher's blood was boiling.

This night, which aroused the ambition of countless people, kept the people of Lanling talking about it for many years, but other than that, the city did not seem to have changed much in the days that followed.

It is no wonder that there is no shortage of insights and brilliant words in the world, but there are few seekers who are willing to take one step at a time to unite knowledge and action.

Of course, if you really want to find something different, you can't say that there must be none, at least there is no young dog slaughter in Lanling West City.

The dog butcher thought about it again and again, but he didn't join the army after all.

Because if he joined the army, he would become a subordinate of King Lanling. Originally, everyone was a man of God, but he was a head shorter, and his face was not good-looking.

Anyway, the master should be a hero, the dog butcher quickly made up his mind.

To be a hero, you must first have the ability to be chivalrous. There are many heroic deeds in the market that rob the rich and help the poor, and there are also legends of sword immortals who take people's heads thousands of miles away. But in the end, no one has ever seen the heroic sword immortals flying around on the street.

Although Lanling City can be called rich, in the vast territory of the Great Zhou Dynasty, it is only a small rural place in a remote corner, and it is very closed. Even if the deeds of some gods and demons are heard, they are only regarded as novelty jokes of Lao Bai's distant peers.

Therefore, it is impossible to continue to stay in Lanling West City to be a butcher.

So, without any delay, the dog butcher sold the three broken houses left by his father and mother, put the coils, clothes, cured meat and dry food into the baggage, and pinned the knife of the dog and pig slaughter to his waist, and went out of the West City Gate in such a dashing manner.

The king of Lanling came in through this door, and the alley was empty.

The dog butcher went out through this door, alone.