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Chapter 203 Goodbye to the Southern Wu Clan
Seeing that he was gearing up, Pei Qian showed helplessness.

"Don't do it lightly. You know what the Southern Witches are good at. If you accidentally get caught up, I can't control you."

Lin Yu looked confident, "I know, I know, don't worry, Er Ye, unless it's a beauty trick, nothing else will work for me."

Not to mention, his nickname of Crow's Mouth is not for nothing, because the Southern Wu Clan really prepared a bunch of beauties.

The second day of the Lunar New Year is the day for the Nanwu people to offer sacrifices.

At that time, a group of people had just finished offering sacrifices and were singing and dancing around the bonfire.

The aroma of roast lamb filled the air, awakening the sleeping gluttons.

Nan Min snorted dissatisfiedly: "It's really time for you to come."

Lin Yu looked excited, "Yes, yes, it's time to go."

Tang Fei frowned, and his dark pupils reflected a trace of solemnity.

The Southern Wu people generally don't offer sacrifices...

Nan Linye saw the three of them from a distance, and greeted them with a wrinkled smiling face.

"Second Master, Miss Tang, long time no see."

The hearty laughter attracted more attention than the raging fire, but in this laughter, there was a hint of cold killing intent faintly mixed in.

Tang Fei looked at the sacrificial clothes on him, and a trace of nostalgia flashed in his eyes.

If it wasn't for a single thought, the Southern Witch Clan probably wouldn't have ended up like this.

Pei Xu cupped his hands and bowed, "I'm bothering you so much, I hope the patriarch will forgive me."

"Where is it, come and eat the leg of lamb. The second master is used to staying in the capital. I'm afraid he has never eaten a leg of lamb that is freshly killed and roasted. It is very fragrant."

Nan Linye finished speaking with a smile, and led a few people inside.

Young men and women sang and danced around the campfire, while the older ones sat and chatted.

It looked like a happy scene, but Tang Fei found a clue.

Every five steps, there will be a young man in sacrificial attire sitting upright, with an incense burner on the table.

At first glance, there is nothing wrong with it, but if you look closely, you will find that the person in the sacrificial uniform is the eye.

On the ground, there was a large array of summoning spirits.

Although it is said that the sacrifice of the Nanwu people is to commemorate the deceased immortal, but it is not today.

It used to be the seventh day of the twelfth lunar month, but now it has become the second day of the new year.

Could it be... Times have changed, and some rules of the Nanwu people have also changed?
Tang Fei was so distracted that she didn't even hear Nan Linye talking to her.

Nan Linye was not angry, and even asked with some concern: "Is Miss Tang too tired from the long journey?"

Tang Fei came back to his senses, "Sorry, I'm really a little tired."

Nan Linye glanced at his watch when he heard the words, "It's still early, why don't you eat the roast leg of lamb first and then go to rest?"

Tang Fei waved his hand, "The patriarch doesn't need to worry about me."

This old man is quite different from last time, it makes people feel like their scalp is tingling.

Pei Xu searched for a while, seemingly unintentionally said: "Why don't you see Nan Heran?"

Nan Linye didn't speak, the young man beside him Qiang first replied: "The young master went out today, maybe he will be back later."

As soon as these words came out, Tang Fei became more suspicious.

For such a big matter as offering sacrifices, Nan Shuran actually went out, something is wrong, especially something wrong.

Nan Linye said heartily: "It seems that Shuran and the second master are not acquainted with each other."

Pei Lian shook the milk wine in the glass, the corners of his lips curled up slightly, "It's just that I haven't seen him come to kill me recently, so I thought he was dead."

Nan Linye's face froze, and then he smiled and said: "Second Master was joking, but recently he has been working hard to study the things left by his ancestors, so he hasn't gone out for a long time."

Pei Xu smiled lightly, "What kind of method is the co-author studying to kill me?"

Nan Linye almost couldn't hold back the smile on his face, and tightly grasped the armrest of the chair with his fist.

Pei Xun, I really don't know what to do.

Lin Yu stared at the delicious roasted sheep, swallowed, "Patriarch, you sheep should be cooked, right?"

Nan Linye suppressed the anger in his eyes, and told the people beside him: "The three of you are customers, go and cut off the fattest part, and let the distinguished guests taste it first."

As soon as the words fell, the young man beside him nodded and stepped forward.

Raising the shiny dagger, he neatly cut off three pieces of fat meat and put them on the plate.

"Yo hoo..."

There was a lot of cheering around, and the young men and women also stopped dancing and sat in their seats waiting for the mutton to be served.

Nan Linye made a gesture of invitation to Pei Luan, "Second Lord, why not try it."

"Then it's better to be respectful than to obey."

After Pei Lue finished speaking with a smile, he cut up the mutton in front of him with a knife and handed it to Tang Fei, and brought the mutton in front of her to him and cut it up neatly.

Nan Linye suddenly said: "Second Master and Miss Tang have such a good relationship."

Pei Lian paused while cutting the meat, and then said with a smile: "Yes."

Nan Linye paused, but he didn't expect him to admit it directly.

People with weaknesses tend to die more miserably.

Tang Fei remained silent and kept his head down to eat the meat.

It has to be said that the technique of roasting sheep of the Nanwu people is still as good as ever.

Otherwise, their ancestors couldn't be forced by her to roast lamb legs for her.

Nan Linye said again: "Second Master, I see that your complexion is pale, is your health not good recently?"

Tang Fei paused, then continued to eat with his head down as if he had never heard of it.

Pei Lian wiped his hands, "Thank you, patriarch, for your concern, but the fortune teller said that I will live a long life, so I guess I won't die in a short time."

Nan Linye laughed loudly when he heard the words, "I didn't expect the second master to believe what those half-immortals said."

Pei Xun smiled lightly: "Since I am a half-immortal, I still have to believe a little bit. Could it be that the patriarch forgot that I can also see ghosts."

The smile on Nan Linye's face froze, how could he forget about it.

Damn!

"The Southern Witches are good at witchcraft, which is quite different from Taoism. It's a pity that you don't pass it on to outsiders, otherwise I would like to learn a thing or two."

Pei Xu said with some regret, Nan Linye's face became more and more ugly.

"Second Master was joking, but it's just something left by our ancestors, and I don't want it to be annihilated."

The two had been practicing Tai Chi, and Tang Fei was tired from hearing it.

She directly put a piece of meat in the bowl for Pei Xun, "It's delicious, try it."

After she finished speaking in a low voice, she lowered her head and started eating again.

Pei Xun looked at the sliced ​​meat in the bowl, and said to Nan Linye with a smile, "If you can't learn witchcraft, then the skill of roasting sheep should be passed on to the outside world, right?"

"..."

Nan Linye didn't understand what he wanted to do.

"If the second master wants to learn, of course he can."

"It's work."

After Pei Xun finished speaking gratefully, he tasted the sliced ​​meat that Tang Fei had given him.

It's really delicious, fat and thin, no firewood and not too tender.

The taste of spices is very light, but the smell of mutton is almost nonexistent.

It retains and magnifies the original flavor of mutton, making it addictive with just one bite.

After learning it, go back to Kyoto to bake for Fei Fei.

Seeing the three of them eating so happily, Nan Linye was a little confused for a moment.

Aren't they afraid that there is poison in the mutton?
(End of this chapter)