Doom: Liver experience from hunting

Chapter 141 Extreme Darkness
Shopkeeper Zhang's momentum is introverted, and he can't see the truth.

But judging from his age of about 35 years old and his understanding of martial arts visualization, one can be sure that he is at least a senior martial artist, or extraordinary.

Tang Wen scratched his heart, wanting to know the answer very much, but he didn't dare to make mistakes.

After taking a sip of tea, we made an appointment to meet in three days' time, got up and left the inn's tea room.

At this point, it is already meal time.

Passing by the inn lobby, the aroma of wine, meat and dishes wafts over.

He simply sat down with a full stomach full of doubts, and the younger brother approached courteously.

Tang Wen took out a piece of broken silver and threw it over, and asked, "Are there any maids who are older and more experienced?"

"Understood, my son will wait later."

The second brother touched the silver in his hand, smiling all over his face.

After pouring tea, he turned around and called for someone.

I muttered in my heart: I really love everything. This young man looks young, only in his early twenties. Unexpectedly, he is a good woman and wife.

Who should I go to...

Two cold dishes were served, and Tang Wen ate slowly.

With so little information, he couldn't figure out why the Black Night Fist is the most difficult form to practice.

Where will it be difficult?

"My lord, Yunniang has met my lord."

Warm aroma, not strong, very light.

The beautiful woman in a black dress with black hair and snow-white skin sat down gracefully with her wife's hair in a bun.

A grilled fish was served.

The beautiful woman picked up the fish, skillfully picked out the big and small thorns one by one, and did not make any intimate feeding movements. She only put the white and tender fish on a plate and placed it in front of Tang Wen.

We ate a few mouthfuls and chatted a few words.

Tang Wen gave her a piece of silver, and the woman's beautiful eyes narrowed.

Yun Niang is a well-informed woman.

Also a "seafood" merchant.

She understands the principle of "paying for service".

Once the money is received, you have to agree to the other party's request, and do whatever you want her to do.

In Yunniang's heart, Miss Niu, when she was young, she had high vision and picked customers.

Always ignore rude guests.

As I got married, I got older, and the chances of coming out were less, so I lowered my requirements.

But that doesn't mean she's a woman with no bottom line.

Look left and right, there are people coming and going in the hall, is this young master going to be here?
Although they are sitting in the corner, it is more secretive.

But after all, in public, isn't it too irritating... bold?

Although this young man doesn't hate it, this piece of silver is obviously less than two taels, isn't it too little?

Seeing her stunned, Tang Wen was also a little surprised, how could there be a sister who doesn't love money?

He said softly: "You have been here for a long time, and I ask you a few things."

Yunniang's fair cheeks turned into red cloth. Knowing that she wanted to go wrong, she quickly took it and moved her plump buttocks closer to Tang Wen: "My lord, you ask. As long as Yunniang knows, she knows everything."

Tang Wen thought about his words and said, "I have a request for your shopkeepers. I want to give a gift to a shopkeeper, but I don't know what he likes."

He knew that if he directly inquired about a shopkeeper, the beautiful young woman would not dare to say a word.

Even if she forced herself to ask, at most she would just make up some words to lie to herself.

There are several shopkeepers in the Four Seas Inn, Yunniang didn't ask which one, she picked up a piece of pancake, said while eating: "Shopkeeper Li loves beauty, loves beauties, loves fancy clothes, loves rouge and gouache."

Ok?
Tang Wen couldn't hold back his face: "Could it be this shopkeeper Li, her?"

Yun Niang blinked: "She is a woman."

"Well, you continue to talk." He bowed his head to pick up the food, and called him a good guy in his heart.

"The shopkeeper Lin has good wine, and he never forgets to carry the wine gourd wherever he goes."

"Shopkeeper Liu smokes dry tobacco, the taste is choking and spicy. Especially when playing with money, he smokes very fiercely!"

"Treasurer Zhou likes to eat, rides, shoots and hunts..."

Hearing this, Tang Wen didn't know what to say.

Looking at the way Yunniang said while recalling, it doesn't seem to be fake.

In other words, she introduced four shopkeepers, and the combined hobby of the four is "eating, drinking, whoring, gambling and smoking!"

The most powerful is shopkeeper Liu.

Bet and draw exclusively by one person.

While talking, there is still a shopkeeper Zhang who Tang Wen cares about.

Yunniang paused, brought the tea to her lips, raised the lid of the tea bowl, covered her mouth and nose, and quickly said five words in a softer voice: "Master Zhang loves money."

Love money!

Tang Wen took a deep look at her.

Yun Niang lowered her head and said nothing.

Obviously, she guessed that the person Tang Wen was looking for was Shopkeeper Zhang.

The reason is simple, shopkeeper Zhang is on duty today.

She asked Xiao Er on the road just now, and she knew that the young man she was serving had just met the shopkeeper.

It is her professionalism to know the guests as much as possible before coming.

"Are all shopkeepers extraordinary?"

Yunniang stopped peeling the shrimp and nodded slightly.

Tang Wen ignored her small thoughts, stuffed two pieces of broken silver into her waist, and accidentally touched her flat belly with the palm of her hand.

Well, this woman has no fat and maintains a good figure.

He asked more directly: "Which shopkeeper practiced the Black Night Fist?"

Yunniang stretched out her hand to write the character Liu, and immediately erased it.

Shopkeeper Liu?
Love to brush money and smoke cigarettes?

Gambling dog?

Character is not guaranteed.

Besides, leaving shopkeeper Zhang alone to find another one is also risky.

Tang Wen casually asked: "To impress Shopkeeper Zhang, let him give me some pointers, how much money do you think it will cost. Well, I am a martial artist, and I want to practice martial arts visualization."

Yun Niang shook her head and said helplessly:
"My lord, you're asking the wrong person. I'm just a maid, and I'm just a warrior. How could I know such a big thing."

Tang Wen didn't ask any more questions.

Next, Yunniang kept picking up vegetables and pouring wine in her hands, and she didn't stop talking.

I know that Tang Wen is from another place.

She kept talking about what she knew.

After talking and listening, I will soon be full of wine and food.

Tang Wen returned to his residence, dug out the hidden gold and silver, weighed them in his hands, and shook his head secretly.

As the saying goes, the poor are rich in literature and military, and it is true.

Well, I got the name wrong!

How can it be called Tang Wen?
If it's called Tang Wu, he might already be rich.

He counted 200 taels, waited until evening, and went to see shopkeeper Zhang again.

"Is something wrong?"

Shopkeeper Zhang was eating, and three young girls waited on him.

Tang Wen handed over the sealed silver with a smile, and said very respectfully: "I still want to ask you a question. What is the difficulty of the Black Night Fist? Is there a solution?"

A trace of impatience flashed in Zhang Zhang's eyes: "I don't have enough money, so I can only tell you where the difficulty is!"

Tang Wen held his breath and listened intently.

"Visualization of martial arts focuses on visualization. Have you ever seen the dark night?"

night?

Tang Wen's pupils shrank into a line.

"The more extreme the night, the better!"

The ultimate dark night?
Just as Tang Wen was about to ask again, Shopkeeper Zhang glanced past him and looked at the door.

200 taels of silver are worth these two sentences, is it too much?

Tang Wen gritted his teeth on purpose, took out a stack of gold leaves from his arms, and placed them gently on the table.

Shopkeeper Zhang took a look: "Let's put it this way, the power of the Black Night Fist comes from the night and the darkness.

The purer and more extreme the night you visualize, the greater the power of boxing.

Take another 5000 taels of silver.I will take you to experience it once. "

Hearing the price, Tang Wen was surprised at first, and then delighted when he heard the second half of the sentence.

"Thank you, Manager Zhang."

"No, let's go raise money! If you want to practice the Black Night Fist, there are plenty of places to spend money!"

"Thank you."

Tang Wen cupped his hands, took two steps back, turned and went out.

The maid closed the door.

Shopkeeper Zhang took a drink and asked the maid to collect the money with a smile.

Walking on the road, Tang Wen was worried and puzzled:

Think of him as shopkeeper Zhang, dignified and extraordinary, the shopkeeper of the Four Seas Inn.

Powerful, great salary.

Harvest guaranteed by drought and flood, from ten to four.

Even eating, drinking, prostitution and gambling can be reimbursed.

There is no place to spend money at all, what does he need so much money for?
(End of this chapter)