In the troubled times of the ten directions, the Martial Saint in the world!

Chapter 105 Strange Fragrance!

This inn is extremely dilapidated!
Walls crumbled, beams toppled.

Scattered tiles and scum were scattered all over the floor.

Even if it has been repaired, it is barely supported by wicker, mud, and bamboo strips.

The flag of the inn fluttered gently in the breeze, as if it might collapse at any moment.

Chen Xiu didn't notice until he got closer.

There are thick spider webs in the corner of the wall, and creepers are all over the edge of the wall.

On the road leading to the inn, there are quite tall mulberry trees, casting shadows.

"For some reason, I suddenly feel a little cold."

As the breeze blew, Wang Sheng subconsciously hugged his shoulders.

Chen Xiu narrowed his eyes slightly, with an intriguing smile on his face: "Let's go, let's go to the inn."

When approaching the courtyard, there was a sound of "hua la hua la".

"This, is this a poplar tree?"

Wang Sheng raised his head slightly, a little surprised.

Such a large poplar tree is still planted in the yard, which is rare.

There is an old saying: no mulberry in the front, no willow in the back, and no ghosts in the courtyard.

This inn is actually fully occupied!

Chen Xiu stepped forward slightly, looked at the slightly reddish branches of poplar trees, and said playfully, "How courageous you are! This Linchuan Mansion is really special."

He walked into the courtyard slowly, and said softly: "Shopkeeper, there are customers coming!"

Wang Sheng was a little scared, and whispered: "Brother Chen, do you think we will step into a black shop?"

"Squeak-"

The patched wooden door was pushed open.

The man in the turban walked out slowly, frustrating his hands.

When I saw Chen Xiu and the two of them, I couldn't help being stunned for a moment, and then smiled a little: "Hey, there are guests, please come inside."

The man is quite honest, like a farmer.

Chen Xiu's eyes fell on the man's face.

His hair was gray and his eyebrows were rather sparse and scattered.

There is a meridian bulging in front of the forehead, and the blackness can be vaguely seen.

The eyes were slightly opened, and there was a faint bloodshot in the pupils.

Sparse teeth can be seen between the opening and closing of the mouth when speaking.

At first glance, he looks like a farmer in his thirties or forties, but at a closer look, he looks like an old man who has already entered his seventies.

Chen Xiu's eyes narrowed subconsciously, and a fleeting coldness appeared on his face.

"Two guests, please come inside. What do you want to eat?"

The man bowed and asked in a very hospitable manner.

Wang Sheng pursed his lips slightly, and wiped the wobbly wooden table with his fingers.

There is a thick layer of ash.

Chen Xiu's eyes fell on the deep wall, where there was a worn-out Taoist robe and a copper token hanging there.

"Shopkeeper, your store is here, I'm afraid the business is not very good? This is a barren mountain, what do you rely on for business?"

Chen Xiu grinned openly, with a playful smile hanging on the corner of his mouth.

The man sighed and said slowly: "We are hunters in the mountains. We rely on the mountains to eat the mountains and the water to eat the water. We open an inn just to make some money occasionally so that we can go to the city to buy a few bolts of cloth for our mother-in-law to make clothes for." .”

Just as he was talking, an eleven or twelve-year-old boy came up with steamed buns and drinks!
Wang Sheng couldn't help but exclaimed.

He is obviously a child, but he is also like a man.

Gray hair, protruding black meridians on the forehead, and sparse teeth, all signs of premature aging!

"Well, this is an ancestral disease in my family. Even the doctors in the city say it can't be cured."

The big man pretended to sigh helplessly, it was really sincere!
Wang Sheng pursed his lips slightly and picked up the steamed bun.

I don't know why, but I just feel that there is an inexplicable fragrance.

"Shopkeeper, what is your steamed bun stuffed with? Why do I feel something is wrong? It can't be bad, right?" Chen Xiu said suddenly while holding the steamed bun.

Wang Sheng was taken aback for a moment, then slowly lowered his head.

It's white and clean, it's really a good white flour steamed bun.

"My lord, they are all made of wild vegetables in the mountains. If it doesn't suit your taste, there is nothing wrong with it. However, the small wine in our shop is homemade, and the adults who come and go like it. You can try it, lord."

The big man still behaved extremely simple, as if he didn't say much about Chen Xiu's pickiness.

Chen Xiu grinned, stood up slowly, and suddenly slapped it down.

"bang bang bang bang-"

The table full of steamed buns and jugs were overturned to the ground.

The big man froze for a moment.

Wang Sheng frowned slightly.

After getting along for a few days, this Mr. Chen gave him the feeling that he was definitely not such an unreasonable and arrogant person, but rather had a deep bearing.

Now, how could it be like this?
"It's just me. I eat meat when I drink. Shopkeeper, you are too good. You obviously stewed meat, but you didn't give it to me. Do you think we can't afford the money, or do you look down on us?"

Chen Xiu sneered.

Meat?
Wang Sheng sniffed slightly, and could indeed smell a very faint smell of meat.

"Just because of this?"

There was something strange in his eyes.

His fingers subconsciously touched the bookcase!
There, there is his sword, which is still a black weapon!
"What nonsense are you talking about? We mountain people don't have a good life. Where can we get meat?"

The man frowned slightly, and said sharply: "Could it be possible, my lord, seeing that the people in our mountains are poor, did you deliberately amuse me?"

As he said that, he kicked the door open, his face full of anger: "If this is the case, then please leave, my lord!!"

Chen Xiu grinned, his gaze slightly cold: "You're right, I really came here to amuse you on purpose!"

When the five fingers were raised, a gust of palm wind howled!
The broken doors and windows were smashed!

Beside the stove, a large pot was simmering in the flames.

The strange smell of meat wafts away!
"This is not meat, what is it? Or, this meat is a bit special. So, we can't eat it?"

Chen Xiu's smile became colder and colder.

Wang Sheng could even feel an inexplicable chill.

And, that obvious killing intent! !

"Young master, you are not qualified to take care of our family's affairs, are you?"

The man's face changed slightly, and there was even a bit of ferocity in his eyes.

With red eyes, like a peak beast!

"Brother Chen, what's in there?"

For some reason, Wang Sheng felt very depressed.

It seemed that the pot inexplicably frightened him.

"You can go and see, but I hope you are mentally prepared."

Chen Xiu spoke quietly.

"you dare!"

The man let out a low growl, and punched Chen Xiu straight in the face!

click-

Chen Xiu's five fingers flicked slightly.

Under Wang Sheng's astonished gaze, the man's entire arm began to twist and explode visibly to the naked eye.

Hot blood splashed all over the ground.

"Hehe, I thought..."

Chen Xiu wiped off the blood on his face, leaving some hot air on his fingertips.

"Your blood is already cold."

Wang Sheng bit his lip, walked slowly to the stove, and slowly raised the lid of the pot with his fingers.

"Goooooooooooo-"

A fishy smell rushed out of the tumbling boiling water.

Floating up and down in the water, the almost white... head!
Wang Sheng screamed, staggered and sat on the ground trembling, the hand holding the sword was trembling.

"Heh, it really is as said in the jade book."

Chen Xiu raised his eyes slightly, his eyes were cold.

Sparse teeth, black tendons, red eyes, thin eyebrows, and gray hair, all of these are common.

It's the face of the ogre! !

(End of this chapter)