"Soul soup?" Mao Hu smiled: "Interesting, it smells good, then first serve a pot of soup to taste salty, and you can cook the rest of the dishes slowly, don't worry." ”

The old lady turned to leave, and walked back to the back kitchen without moving.

Mo Erha blew the dust on the wooden table in front of him, and suddenly ashes flew everywhere, and countless dust filled the sunlight very conspicuously.

Zi Ning raised his hand to hide his face and turned to the side to dodge, and Mao Hu also stepped back: "This place, there is really no one here for some days, and the dust on the table can be planted with flowers." ”

Tuchen frowned: "Since no one has come for a long time, why does the old lady have to boil the so-called soul soup in advance? Is it for herself to drink?"

Mao Hu took a rag on the table next to him, and explained while wiping the dust on the table: "As soon as I heard it, I knew that you had never done business, and what you wanted in advance was not soup, but this taste." Ten miles of fragrance passed out, no need to speak, the customer drooled and came to the door. But this grandma's shop is a little deserted, so fragrant, why doesn't anyone come in?"

As soon as the words fell, a childish voice sounded from behind him: "Grandma's soup is made of human bones, you guys go quickly, be careful that it is also made into bone broth!"

The four of them looked for the sound and turned their heads to find that it was a little boy about seven or eight years old, he was wearing a pair of small cotton pants embroidered on a red background, a light cyan cotton coat on his upper body, two balls of jujube red gathered on his immature cheeks, and a snot still hanging on his lips. Lying in the doorway, only half of his body was exposed, and he looked in cautiously.

After saying only one sentence, a middle-aged woman suddenly ran over panting in the distance, and when she saw the boy lying by the door, she sped up, rushed to the front and picked up the boy, and then scolded when she left: "How many times have you told you, stay away from that old woman, aren't you afraid of being made into bone broth!"

The boy cried and wiped his tears and was hurriedly carried away by the woman......

Just as he wanted to get up and go out to ask for details, the old lady suddenly walked out of the back kitchen, still holding a steaming copper pot in her hand. Placing the copper pot on the table, she went to the counter with four sets of bowls, chopsticks and spoons, and her laughter was still very hoarse: "Let a few people wait for a long time, you drink the soup first, and the meal will come in a while." With that, he turned away again and walked into the back kitchen.

Thinking back to what the boy had just said, the four of them felt a little estranged in their hearts, and they instantly lost their appetite when they looked at the fragrant hot soup in front of them.

Wide-eyed and stunned for a moment, Mao Hu took the lead in lifting the lid on the copper pot: "The child is just naughty, don't worry about him, come and come, drink soup and drink soup." As he spoke, he picked up the wooden spoon in the pot and filled himself with a bowl first, put it to his mouth and blew it before he started drinking.

"Don't drink!"

Zi Ning, who had been silent, suddenly opened her mouth, she quietly stared at the brown soup in the copper pot in front of her and frowned slightly: "There is a problem with this soup, and there is a problem with the people, let's go!" After saying that, without waiting for the three of them to react, they got up and left.

Tuchen was stunned when he heard this, but he knew Zi Ning's identity and believed her judgment, so he put the soup that Mao Hu brought to his mouth back on the table: "Let's go, get down to business first, and celebrate your birthday in the evening." ”

Mo Erha followed behind Zi Ning and chased out, Mao Hu looked at the backs of the three of them and sighed: "These cowards, let a doll be scared like this, I am really convinced" After speaking, he took out a few taels ......of silver from his pocket and put it on the table and got up to leave.

Returning to the dense flow of people, Mao Hu was still haunted by the pot of fragrant soup just now, and couldn't help but ask: "I said Zining girl, how do you know that the old lady has a problem, and the soup is also a problem?"

Zi Ning was silent for a moment, and replied lightly: "If you are not afraid of death, you can go back and drink soup, no one will stop you!"

"Eh, how does this girl speak, why is her mouth full of thorns?" Mao Hu stared at his eyes, and the beard on his mouth curled up, and the smell of gunpowder was strong between the two.

Seeing this, Mo Erha hurriedly played a round in the middle: "That shop is indeed a little weird, don't go if you don't go, let's find a bigger inn in the evening, ask for a pot of good wine and order more good dishes, then there will be a birthday atmosphere." You say no, Brother Maohu. ”

When it came to good wine, Mao Hu suddenly stroked his beard and smiled: "That's it, Grandpa Mao is not a scheming person, let's go, let's go get down to business first!"

With Mao Hu leading the way in front, the four of them followed the large flow of people to the east of Yangcheng. This is the place where the man pointed out to worship the Buddha and petition, the first thing that catches your eye is a temple of gold bricks and golden tiles, the plaque reads 'Sending the Shrine' three big golden characters, you can see from afar that there is a statue of the temple in the depths of the temple, and many women are lining up to hold long incense and worship sincerely.

Passing through the shrine, the flow of people became larger, almost on the heels of the toes, shoulder to shoulder. The road is lined with small stalls selling incense, and many people dressed as monks enthusiastically sell them in front of the stalls.

Mao Hu squeezed in the crowd and looked up into the distance, and nodded slightly: "In front is the Buddha Temple, when we arrive, behind this Buddha Temple is what we are looking for!"

This area seems to be a place dedicated to worship and pray for blessings, so in addition to various temples, there are some green plants, ponds and flowers, and the environment is quite beautiful.

The four of them squeezed into the Buddha Temple, found a secluded path on the side of the hall to pass through, and successfully went around to the back of the temple, Mao Hu pointed to the front and breathed a sigh of relief: "This is the most lively day in Yangcheng, let's be here." Brother Tuchen, look up, do you think of something?"

Tuchen looked up when he heard the sound, and saw a semicircular square behind the temple, and a huge square golden tripod was placed in the center of the square, and there were two statues standing behind the golden tripod.

When I walked in and took a closer look, I saw that there were two statues, a man and a woman. The man was dressed in a golden robe, with long fluffy hair scattered behind him, his face was like a knife, his nose was straight and square, and he looked extremely handsome. Under the thick eyebrows, the two eyes were majestic, and the whole body exuded an awe-inspiring momentum! And the woman was dressed in a pink glass dress, with long hair reaching to her waist, trimmed eyebrows and nose, and lips like red tassels. The whole person is delicate and beautiful, refined and beautiful, without any fireworks in the world. She snuggled up beside the man, the corners of her mouth slightly upturned, with a sad smile.

Seeing this, Mo Erha grinned and sighed: "What kind of immortals are these two, it's really miserable, they don't even have a temple." Don't say it, it's really familiar to look at......" Halfway through speaking, he suddenly turned his head to look at Tuchen, and his eyes widened: "Damn......! Isn't that you!?"