Look In the Mirror

  Chapter 423 Braised Human Head

  As soon as these words came out, the originally noisy inn immediately became silent.

  Qu Huanbo pressed down his bamboo hat, looked up, the man had gloomy eyes and a hostile expression, he was wearing a blue-and-white chivalrous shirt with the stamp of 'Pine Pine and White Head' printed on his back.

  Dian Cang faction?

   Qu Huanbo thought to himself.

  In the past, the Diancang Sect was the leader of the righteous way in southern Xinjiang.

  Barely fighting against the Ghost Cult.

  But after the revival of the Shasheng Temple, the entire southern border has been reshuffled.

  Qu Huanbo did not expect that the self-proclaimed righteous disciple of Diancang would be so domineering.

  Because he had another purpose for this trip, it was inconvenient to reveal his identity, but it was related to him, so he couldn't just sit idly by.

  So Qu Huanbo slowly put down the bowl and chopsticks, and when he was about to teach him a lesson, the old man gave him a 'reassuring' look.

  Qu Huanbo was slightly taken aback, but he didn't expect this old man to have deep roots.

  He was also very curious about how he would respond.

  The old man still had a smile on his face, and first saluted the disciples of the Diancang Sect.

   "Guest officer, there is really no mutton."

   "But we have other food in our shop, do you want it?"

   Hongmao is the ninth generation disciple of the Diancang Sect.

  He is clearly talented, but unfortunately, he has never had the chance to make his mark.

   There is no other reason.

  Diancang faction, as the leader of the righteous way in southern Xinjiang, is really full of talents.

  Dim Cang Shuangying, Dian Cang Sisha.

  Which one is not a one-in-a-million genius.

  In comparison, Hong Mao was overshadowed by all the bright stars.

  I, Hongmao, lack a chance!

   Soon this opportunity came to me.

  After this tournament, Shuangying and Sisha seem to have received a cold reception.

  All were locked up by the master master.

   And Hongmao finally turned around, and suddenly became Taoist Cangsong's most valued disciple.

   In one fell swoop, he became the leader of this jade distribution conference.

  Before leaving, Cangsong Daoist specifically told him: This trip will definitely point out Cangpai for me, and make my position clear!

   Then he explained the grievances between Daguangming Temple and Shasheng Temple.

   With Da Guangming Temple to rely on, you can act cheaply and without restraint.

   Hongmao is a person with a clear mind, so he naturally understands the mind of Master Cangsong.

   And this inn, gathering all the sects in southern Xinjiang, is a good opportunity to make a statement.

   "Oh? Tell me."

   Seeing the old man in front of him with low eyebrows and pleasing eyes, Hong Mao's heart softened, and he couldn't help but think to himself: Even this old guy is still a good person.

  But who knows, the old man smiled "hehe": "Guest officer, would you like a piece of our braised human head?"

  As soon as these words came out, the smile on Hong Mao's face froze.

   There was a 'click' in my heart for no reason.

  Looking up, I happened to see the old man's eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and couldn't help but feel hairy all over.

   This old man is definitely not an ordinary person!

  But at this moment, the old man suddenly stretched out his hand and smacked his cheek.

  ‘啪~’

   "Guest officer, look at the old man's stinky mouth."

   "It's a braised lion's head, a red-handed lion's head."

  Hongmao breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the words, and then laughed and cursed: "Could it be that you are getting old and a little confused, you really should be damned."

  The monks in the entire restaurant also joined in the laughter and cursing.

   "Hahaha, I also surprised me."

   "I thought I met a black shop."

   "I just ate a lot of meat and drank a lot of wine."

  The next moment, the old man suddenly grinned and bowed: "Hahaha, all guests, please forgive me.

   It was the little old man who said something wrong for a while.

   But the guest officer guessed right.

  The old man did run a black shop before. "

  The laughter in the dining hall stopped abruptly.

   There were even a few monks who wanted to scratch their own throats.

   "I used to burn a good head."

   "However, guests, please rest assured, since the old man was converted by the mage on the mountain, he has never killed anyone again.

   Today’s meals are all good, so you can rest assured.

   It's the old man's mouth problems, but it can't be corrected in a short while.

   Please forgive me, please forgive me. "

  As soon as these words came out, the eyes of all the monks looking at the old man changed.

  Just now I thought this was a country man.

  But looking at it now, he has an unfathomable smile on his face, and he feels more and more unfathomable.

   Isn't this a hermit master!

  Thinking of the Shasheng Temple on the mountain, which has always practiced kung fu with blood, it seems reasonable to open a black shop at the foot of the mountain.

   "Big guy, eat and drink well, and drink enough."

  Although he said so, none of the monks dared to move their chopsticks.

  But the old man turned his head to look at Hong Mao, and asked with a smile: "Guest officer, do you want more of this braised lion head?"

"This…"

   "Although the skill of the old man's braised lion head is not as good as that of braised human head, it is still a small flavor in the world."

   Hong Mao didn't know what to say for a while.

  It's just black lines all over my head, I want to find someone to ask for my psychological shadow.

   "Hmph, grandstanding!"

   Hong Mao couldn't figure out the old man's background at first, and didn't know how to respond, so he followed the sound to look.

  I saw the man lifted his bamboo hat, revealing a shiny rich face.

  And he was wearing a 'Qingshui Hongbo Shirt' with the 'Dice' icon printed on his shoulders, which was the logo of Qinghong Villa.

   "So it's Brother Step!"

  Bu Hengqiu once followed Bu Qingyun to Diancang Mountain, so Hongmao recognized him immediately.

  Bu Hengqiu nodded slightly, and clasped his fists. He couldn't remember the other party's name, so he said hello.

  Turning to the old man, he said domineeringly: "It's just a villager in a remote mountain."

   "Could it be that you also want to use the name of Shasheng Temple to pretend to be a tiger?"

   After speaking, he stared at him, obviously trying to overwhelm the old man's aura.

  The old man smiled slightly, but his eyes gradually moved up. Under Bu Hengqiu's momentum, he was as stable as Mount Tai.

  Beside Qu Huanbo's eyes lit up: This old man is really not simple!

   "Amitabha."

   At this moment, a monk suddenly appeared outside the door.

   "Hey, why is it so quiet today?"

   Lisao, who was familiar with the road, put half a bag of sorghum in the corner, turned his head and said, "Benefactor Li, this is a new sorghum, and it is still fragrant."

   "Senior brother said that the wine last time was good, but the spiritual loss was so severe that it can no longer be boiled in the usual way."

  The old man laughed when he heard this.

   "Buddha has a heart, and please ask Master Lisao to take care of the old man."

   Li Sao clasped his hands together and nodded yes.

  At this time, cynicism sounded in my ears: "Oh, Buddha?"

   "The world is going downhill, no one dares to call himself a Buddha~"

  When Li Sao heard the words, a look of contempt flashed across his face, and he turned his head to look, who else could it be if it wasn't Bu Hengqiu?

   "Amitabha."

   "It's good, it's good."

   "Isn't this the benefactor? The scar on his face is healed?"

  As soon as he said this, Bu Hengqiu's handsome face turned red.

   This reminded him of the unbearable memories in the Mystery of Wanhe.

   Gritting her teeth secretly, she returned a vicious look to Li Sao.

  PS: Monthly ticket, recommendation ticket, come to the bowl~

   I didn’t pay attention when I wrote this chapter before. There is a paragraph in the middle that is actually repeated. Now it has been revised and you can eat it with confidence.

  (end of this chapter)