Heat the pot and sit on the water.

Waiting for the water to boil, the husband named Zhao Fu and a dough that was not too big were kneaded repeatedly.

When the water boiled, Zhao Fu grabbed the dough with his left hand, shook it quickly with his right hand, pulled irregular gnocchi from the dough and threw them into the pot.

As soon as the gnocchi entered the water, it all sank to the bottom of the pot. Stir a few times with a spoon, and after a while, the dough will float one after another.

Zhao Fu naturally didn't understand the effect of buoyancy, but experience told him that these dough lumps were already cooked.

Use a kitchen knife to wipe a handful of dried plum cabbage that has been prepared and chopped into minced pieces and throw it into the pot. A few more drops of sesame oil, with a little vinegar and salt. A small pot of gnocchi soup is done.

With a "bang" sound, a large bowl was placed on the table by Zhao Fu: "Eat, be careful to burn your mouth." ”

"Thank you, big brother, I will definitely find a way to repay you when I go back. Hua Pengfei said words of gratitude, stretched out his hand and picked up the big wrist in front of him, blew it, and ate it "sucking and sucking".

In the afternoon, I drank a lot of wine and slept on the floor for a few hours, but now I am really cold and hungry. This bowl of gnocchi soup does not contain any meat, and the craftsmanship of the husband is also average, but for Hua Pengfei, it is not much different from the taste of dragon liver and phoenix gall.

"Slow down, slow down. Zhao Fu saw that Hua Pengfei was gobbling it up, and he was eating faster and faster, and he comforted him repeatedly: "Don't be hot, no one will rob you." There's still in the pot, and if it's not enough, I'll serve it to you. ”

Zhao Fu's words were sincere, and there was absolutely no distress.

I once remembered that he was also depressed in his early years, but fortunately he was taken in by a kind person and survived, and he also got such an iron rice bowl that couldn't make a fortune, but he couldn't starve to death. Seeing Hua Pengfei's appearance now, it is sympathy from the heart.

Seeing Hua Pengfei put down the bowl, the husband didn't ask much, so he took the initiative to serve him another bowl.

At the bottom, this second bowl of Wanhua Pengfei ate a little slower, and the two chatted.

Hua Pengfei began to tell the story he had just made up.

When the noodle soup was almost at the bottom on the second night, Hua Pengfei's story was finished.

"Oh~" The husband nodded: "I see." In this way, Ling Tang was sick, and then you got a dream of the gods, and asked you to come to Wu County to worship the temple, so you came? ”

"Hey, hey. Hua Pengfei smiled, picked up the bowl, and poured all the remaining bottom of the bowl into his mouth in one go.

"Which temple are you looking for?" or just a random temple?" asked casually, "Anyway, we don't seem to have any magic temples here." The Guandi Temple in the west of the city is not bad. Do you want to pay homage to Master Guan?"

"No" Hua Pengfei shook his head: "What I'm looking for is the City God Temple forty miles east of the city." ”

The food in his mouth was full, and he hadn't swallowed it yet, so Ulu Ulu's words weren't very clear, and he deliberately used his own crappy local accent, so it became more and more vague.

The husband also listened to a rough Qi.,But。。。

"The Chengwang Temple in the Four Seasons Forest?" the husband was stunned for a moment, and hesitated: "There is indeed a temple in the Four Seasons Forest, whether it is called the Chengwang Temple, I don't know, but when I came more than 20 years ago, the temple was already in ruins, and now it is estimated that there will be a shelf left, and it is difficult to say if the statue is not there, and the immortals there can still hold dreams?

"Ah?!" Hua Pengfei listened to his husband's answer, and was stunned on the spot.

"Forty miles, four o'clock forest. Chenghuang Temple, Chengwang Temple. After muttering a few times, Hua Pengfei slapped his thigh violently, "Ma Dan's, I said that I couldn't find it no matter how I looked for it, and the feeling was that he heard it wrong! ”

"What?" said Hua Pengfei in official language, so he didn't understand it.

"Nothing, nothing. Hua Pengfei said casually: "Don't tell the big brother, I've been here for seven or eight days, and I haven't found this place, and I'm very hot." That's why I drank too much wine today, and I just heard from your eldest brother, I just knew that the temple of feelings has long been abandoned, no wonder I can't find it. ”

"Whew. The husband also smiled: "The four seasons of the forest is said to be haunted, inaccessible, there is no temple in it, the locals don't know much, but I was hungry and anxious, I went inside to find wild vegetables, dig out bird eggs, and I saw it by chance." It's normal that you can't ask. Picking up the big bowl in front of Hua Pengfei, the husband asked again, "Do you still eat it?"

"No, no, it's full. Hua Pengfei shook his head and said: "Thank you for the hospitality, the younger brother will definitely repay you in the future." ”

"There's nothing to repay, just a bowl of noodle soup, and it's not a good thing. The husband smiled absently, put the bowl down, and walked towards the back room: "I'll find you a dress to wear." I don't have any new clothes, so don't dislike them. I'll go out for a shift in a while, you don't have to worry about me, go to bed early, and recuperate. I'll make some coils for you when I come back tomorrow after worshipping the temple, and go back early. It's not easy to be out on your own. ”

"Thank you, big brother. Hua Pengfei said politely.

When the day was bright and the golden rooster sang three times, the husband also lay on the bed.

When his snoring sounded, Hua Pengfei opened his eyes, smiled slightly, and got up to leave.

About half an hour later, there were two more ingots of silver on the stove, and it looked like twenty taels.

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In China, gold and silver are valuable, and jade is also valuable. But it is often said, "Gold and silver have a price, and jade is priceless." ”

At the end of the day, jade was given a special meaning by the descendants of Yan and Huang. There is a saying in it, which is called raising jade.

"People raise jade, and jade raises people. ”

"In the first 30 years, people raised jade, and in the last 30 years, jade raised people. ”

There are countless such sayings, but in fact, they all say one thing, that is, there is a special interactive relationship between jade and people. From a scientific point of view, human oil is absorbed by jade, and it will become more permeable and moisturized.

But according to Confucianism: beautiful jade is virtuous, raising a gentleman is heroic and upright, and accepting the bad heart of the villain.

The beautiful jade is invaluable, and the beautiful jade that has been "raised" by others is 。。。。。。

Looking at the colorful three-sided jade Buddha in front of her, Mrs. Xu couldn't find any words to describe its beauty and value. Priceless treasure, more expensive than 10,000 gold, rich and rival the country, these words are not worthy of this jade Buddha!

Mrs. Xu's eyes seemed to be on the jade Buddha, and she was reluctant to move away, and he even wanted to swallow the jade Buddha in her stomach and merge it into one.

The ugly cow sitting opposite was also in general appearance, with his throat squirming from time to time, swallowing greedy desires.

Mrs. Xu, the owner of Yanyu Building.

He's a man, that's for sure.

Mrs. Xu is just a code name, who he is and what he looks like, no one knows this except himself, including the ugly cow.

That's right, the ugly cow doesn't know if the man in front of him is Mrs. Xu, but he can only be regarded as him. Although he wore a mask, although he was dressed in a black robe, he couldn't see his body, but he had an Adam's apple, which meant that he was a man, and the most important thing was that the man in front of him had taken out the token of the owner of Yanyu Building before——— a short and simple dagger, and the handle was engraved with three small characters "Yi Shui Han" in Yin Shang Jinwen.

Ugly Niu hadn't learned the Yin Shang Jin Wen thousands of years ago, but he knew these three words. Because of these three words, this dagger, represents the supreme power of Yanyulou.

Oddly enough, generally speaking, the larger an organization, the more complex its internal structure becomes. In the White Lotus Sect, there are Buddha Mothers, Left and Right Dharma Protectors, Five Divine Generals, Three Honorables and Four Envoys, etc., etc., and there are also door masters, twenty-four hall masters, deputy door masters, deputy hall masters, and so on in the Heavenly Gate. There are many positions, and there are many classes. The relationship is intricate.

There are pros and cons to this model, but it has been used for thousands of years, and it has not changed in later generations, so there is naturally a reason for it.

But Yanyulou has to be said to be one of the extremely rare exceptions.

There are only two kinds of people in the Yanyu Building: the landlord and the killer. It's the same by class and power: landlords, killers.

They don't know who they are, up and down, and between each other.

In fact, this is the best, they all have identities under the sun, and the less people know about it, the better. However, when they join the Yanyu Building, they will be told two things: first, it is the owner's token: Yi Shuihan, and second, when others take out any tokens, they need to obey orders.

For example, this time, the ugly cow received an order to negotiate conditions with Dao Yan, and when he received the order, the token he came to take was a ridiculous string of sugar gourds.

So when the person in front of him took out Yi Shuihan before, he confirmed that the person in front of him was Mrs. Xu, at least he could be regarded as having the identity of Mrs. Xu.

There is no need to doubt this, because this is the rule of the Yanyu Building.

Time returns to the present.

I don't know when, a sigh came from under the mask: "Such a Buddha treasure, Dao Yan took it out like this?

"I mentioned it. The killer codenamed Ugly Cow came back to his senses and replied respectfully: "The monk said that since this is the price, he hopes that my Yanyulou can take off the head of the eunuch, the kind at any cost." ”

"It's worth it. "There was no consideration or hesitation, as the ugly cow had expected.

"Landlord," the ugly cow thought for a while, but still said, "That eunuch is not easy to kill." Although I haven't made a move yet, the good players in the rivers and lakes who are fighting for 100,000 taels of silver have also died a lot these days. ”

"Not a lot?" Mrs. Xu chuckled, "Not to mention a lot, there are one hundred and thirty-seven." All are dead. And until now, no one has been the eunuch's own hand. ”

"In that case ... ”

"I know what you're going to say. Mrs. Xu took the Jade Buddha in her hand and felt the warmth and coolness coming from the palm of her hand: "Even if I take action in person, I may not be able to succeed." ”

"That... ”

"So this time I'm going to do it myself. Mrs. Xu's voice was cold: "You go, there are still a lot of things waiting for you to deal with in the Kongtong faction, right?" ”

"This... Be. The ugly cow nodded, he wanted to say that he was going down the mountain to do errands this time, and he didn't have to go back to the mountain too early, there was time, but he didn't dare. Reluctantly, he took one last look at the Buddha in Mrs. Xu's hand, and the ugly cow turned away.

As the door closed, Mrs. Xu was the only one left in the room.

The mask was slowly taken off, revealing an ordinary face: deer eyes, sheep nose, and four-character mouth, and it was completely impossible to see that it was the owner of the Yanyu Mansion who was in a high position and controlled the fate of countless people.

greedily picked up the Jade Buddha and carefully pressed his cheek up: "I used to think about whether I would panic when I carried this thing with me, but now that I have seen it with my own eyes, let alone panic, even if I stabbed blood, I will admit it." ”

The Jade Buddha is priceless, but the Jade Buddha worn by Daoyan, a murderer, all year round, is not just a Jade Buddha.

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East Plant

The Ninth Heavenly Prison.

Ma Sanbao silently picked up the small iron bowl on the ground and drank the slightly salty soup inside.

After two sips, he put it back in its original position, under the copper pipe.

Every day, every few hours, there is salty porridge or some kind of messy soup, let's call it soup, dripping down the copper pipe.

The amount of soup is limited, but the skill quenches his thirst and relieves his hunger, so that he does not starve to death without recovering too much strength.

The soup dripping from the tube is up to him, whether to eat or not. Even in the only cell, he had a certain amount of freedom to move, if you ignored the metal chain around his waist made of unknown material.

Time has lost its meaning here, but fortunately there is still food in the brass pipes, and the deaf and dumb jailer who occasionally comes down to refuel the oil lamp is a pitiful feedback from the outside world, otherwise he might have gone mad.

Yes, oil lamps, add oil.

It's just that the oil lamp is more than ten zhang away from him, placed on a small table, and there is an iron railing the thickness of a thigh in the middle, and the chain around his waist is only three zhang long.

In this long, endless time, Ma Sanbao only did one thing: thinking and practicing.

He wants to live, this is the conclusion after thinking, because the three sons of the world will definitely not have a good time outside, he wants to find a chance to save them, although he doesn't know where the opportunity is, he still wants to take revenge, find the terrifying, the eunuch named Xu Ruyi to take revenge, he also wants to get more information about Tianmen, explore his father-in-law's past, and help the prince ascend to the throne of the Ninety-Five... There are so many things to do, so he can't die, he has to live.

And all this needs to wait, as well as the support of martial arts.

The boring life, the mood of despair, the will to be angry, and the persistence of patience are all reasons why Ma Sanbao's martial arts have advanced by leaps and bounds.

The seventeen-year-old cicada, which has reached the bottleneck, does not know what moment, after a period of pain of peeling and removing the bones, has reached the next level of breaking the ground: shelling.

"I knew that today, I should have practiced bone shrinking skills. Lying on the ground tiredly, Ma Sanbao let out such an emotion.