"Shadow Hall?"

When the old Taoist priest heard this, he hurriedly shook his head: "This muddy water is not a good thing, the grievances between the Su family and the shadow hall in the Southern Dynasty are still good for the pond fish, and the old man is chased and killed by a crazy woman and has nowhere to hide, wouldn't it be a place to die if he gets involved with a crazy man?"

Su Musha snatched the teacup in his hand, deliberately looked down on him, and said, "Elder of the Beggar Gang, aren't you still afraid of the shadow hall, when did you become so timid as a mouse?"

"Phew. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 The old Taoist priest spat out the tea foam in his mouth and scolded: "Grandpa is as timid as a mouse? After that, the old Taoist priest opened the tea cup on the table, made a cup of tea for himself, and said: "The old man and the beggars will never wade into this troubled water." ”

"But......" The old Taoist priest immediately stared at Su Musha, "I can give you an idea?"

"What's the idea?" asked Su Musha.

The old Taoist priest smiled a little obscenely and asked, "What does the old bald donkey that Yingtang Jia can't keep to see others?"

"Correct the errors of his Dharma. Su Musha replied.

"Yes, yes. The old Taoist priest slapped the table and attracted the guard's attention, Su Musha waved his hand to signal that it was okay, and listened to the old Taoist priest say: "That bald donkey can't listen to others to correct his bullshit Buddhism, if you scold him all over the world, the old bald donkey will definitely jump out to find you." ”

Su Musha, who listened to it, couldn't help but grab the teacup at hand and throw it over, and scolded: "Sure enough, it's a dog-headed military advisor, and he has a bad idea." ”

The old Taoist priest smiled and dodged sideways, and said, "Don't worry, Miss Ye won't save you if she dies." After that, he took the things taken by the little green beads in Tsing Yi, carried the big rooster and walked straight to the clear stream, took out a dagger in his back pocket, killed the chicken without plucking the feathers, only broke the belly, removed the intestines, and put down some pepper salt, five spices, and soy sauce in the belly of the chicken.

Su Musha looked at the busy figure of the old Taoist priest, and carefully thought about the old Taoist priest's idea in his mind. I have to say, although this idea is rancid, it has its work.

After the old Taoist priest was familiar with this, he took out the thread from another pocket and tied up the chicken belly, mixed a lot of yellow mud with clear stream water, and wrapped the chicken with feathers. Then he took out a large cloth from his body, poured the rice he had begged into a hand towel, washed it in the river water, tied it with a rope, and wrapped it in wet yellow mud. Then he picked up some dry branches and leaves under the shade of the trees, and dug a hole in the place where the soil was loose under the embankment, and first put the yellow muddy hen in the hole, and filled the hole with the dry branches and leaves, and then took a fire and lit it.

Su Musha saw the skillful movements of the old Taoist, walked down the embankment, sat on the bluestone on the side, and said: "This is called Hua Chicken I haven't eaten for some years, but I miss it a little, I don't know if your cooking skills have regressed?"

The old Taoist priest continued to add firewood one after another, and said: "The old man has been going south and north for many years, and his kung fu has fallen a lot, but his ability to escape and call the chicken has risen, even Guo Yatou sighed to herself. ”

"Guo Gongzi?" Su Musha then smiled and said: "I really don't understand, with Guo Gongzi supporting you, what are you doing running for your life all over the rivers and lakes? ”

The old Taoist priest was mysterious and said, "Don't say, don't say." ”

Su Musha and the old Taoist priest chatted a little, looking at the canopy boats coming and going in Qingxi, and occasionally saw a bamboo row drifting by, a row of cormorants standing neatly on the bow of the boat, Su Musha, who had never seen it in his previous life and this life, was suddenly surprised, and pointed it out to the old Taoist priest, but heard the old Taoist priest bow his head and say: "Well, the taste is okay." ”

After about an hour, the yellow mud has been burned to the heart red, the old Taoist priest took out the chicken, and suddenly a burst of sweet fragrance wafted over the clear stream, when the old Taoist priest peeled off the dry mud, the chicken feathers fell with the mud, the chicken meat was white and tender, and the fragrance was fragrant, so that Su Musha couldn't help but swallow his saliva. The old Taoist priest was not in a hurry, and when the cave was burning red, he put down the rice wrapped in yellow mud, and only slightly added some firewood on it, and the raw rice could be simmered into rice.

"With such a good drink, without wine, wouldn't you fail this chicken?" said someone in a rowing boat.

Then Su Musha saw the bamboo curtain of the black canopy boat lifted, and a young man dressed in red came out. He held a large wine gourd in his left hand, two dice that were much more than usual in his right hand, and his right foot kicked the plank, and his body jumped easily onto the river bank. He arched his hand and said, "Wei Shu has seen the prince, I wonder if my pot of wine can be exchanged for that chicken butt?"

"Wei Shu?" Su Mu heard Shuyu mention it, and said, "Wei Fang returned to Wei Sikong's son?"

"Exactly. Wei Shu agreed casually, but his face was salivating, and his expression was anxious, as if he didn't give him the chicken butt, he would reach out and snatch it. Su Musha and the old Taoist priest had not yet agreed to him, he had already sat next to the two of them, pulled out the wine gourd stopper, and said with the aroma of wine: "This is the best Shaoxing flower carving, I worked hard to win it back." ”

The old Taoist priest was also a glutton, he took the wine gourd, drank a few sips, handed the gourd to Su Musha, and said, "It is indeed good wine." ”

After that, he tore off the chicken butt and took a big bite before handing it to Wei Shu. Wei Shu was dumbfounded, as if he had never seen such a brazen person, but the old Taoist priest said in a heartfelt manner: "The old man is called to taste the chicken butt and roast it." With that, he snatched the wine gourd and took another sip.

"Is it baked?" asked Wei Shu angrily.

"Huh?" Lao Zhaohua handed the gourd to Su Musha and reached out to grab the chicken butt, "I'll taste it again, it seems that I don't need some fire." ”

Wei Shu's body suddenly leaned back, and he understood that Lao Zhaohua was really a faceless person, so he waved his hand again and again and said, "No, no." ”

Lao Hua stopped at this time, tore off half of the chicken body and handed it to Su Musha, took another sip of wine, and said: "It's really good wine, the Shaoxing daughter red in the last year is not easy to drink, boy, where are you winning the bet, I'll go to Shun a pot another day." ”

Wei Shu's chicken butt was stuffed in his mouth, and while eating, he couldn't help but praise: "Wonderful, wonderful, although the old Taoist priest is shameless, his ability to be a chicken is not bad." Listening to the old Taoist priest's questioning, he replied: "I have not passed through the door of my wife's house, I heard that this wine was buried under the osmanthus tree by my father-in-law when his wife was born, and according to the custom, it was taken out to entertain guests when his fiancée got married. ”

Su Musha was choked to death when he heard the danger, and the old Taoist priest was well-informed, handed the wine gourd to Su Musha and smoothed the chicken down, and said casually: "Before you pass the door, your father-in-law met you, and you were considered to have been blood mold for eight lifetimes." ”

Wei Shu raised his head in a hurry and said, "Why did I hear this so awkwardly?"

Su Musha corrected: "The one who didn't pass through the door was his wife, not his father-in-law. ”

"Yes. Wei Shu was more comfortable to listen to, "Where's the wine?" he asked. Su Musha handed it to him, Wei Shu raised his head to take a sip, only to feel that the wine was not left as soon as it entered his throat, he put down the wine gourd and shook it, and couldn't help but scold: "Straight lady thief, you are really shameless!"