lethal arsenal

Chapter 157
This is a small ferry on a tributary of the Tu River.

In the past, it was opened to facilitate the travel and livelihood of hundreds of villagers in Xujiagou.

In the early years, there was a character in this area, a merchant surnamed Xu. After making a fortune, he led a village to do things. Slowly, he made achievements. Not only did the ferry be erected, but also a yizhuang was built on the side hillside.

I just don't know why, something went wrong in Yizhuang, there were evil zombies, and Xu Yuanwai had an accident, so the whole village had to drag their families and move to another place.

Old Liu Tou only recently heard about this news, but if you go through Xuan Mansion and turn to Jiangning Mansion by water, this is the fastest way.

That's why old Liu came here early and set up a booth.

"Huh, luckily I didn't miss it."

Old Liu took a long breath in his heart, thinking so in his heart.

Seeing a few figures coming out of the southwest corner, three men and two women, seeing the appearance of one of them, Old Liu was slightly stunned, then buried his head, turned around and manipulated the pot inside.

Gollum.

The man with the knife ate without image, like a starving ghost reincarnated. After gulping down the soup, he raised his head, wiped the corner of his mouth with his cuff and said, "Boss, please have another bowl, please. Add two tablespoons of lard."

Old Liu's brows twitched when he heard that, "Is this guy reincarnated with pig essence? Is it so edible?"

His thoughts changed slightly in his mind, and he responded, "Okay, I'll put the blame on you."

"Thank you."

The man with the knife clasped his hands, cupped his fists and said, while speaking, he glanced casually and noticed a group of people coming from a distance.

The first tall and thin one was Lin Dong. He didn't transform, but pretended to be Yang Kaikai.

The shopkeeper Xiao Lu followed behind her. This girl didn't have much breasts. She only needed to paint her face sallow and wear a warrior outfit. Standing in front of her, Lin Dong couldn't tell that she was a woman. He can be said to have an innate advantage, a handsome and handsome yellow-faced brother.

Lu Xiaoxiao is not very good, with a proud figure, a wasp waist and fat buttocks, a woman of this figure disguises herself as a man, and if she asks for dates from the willow tree - it is deliberately embarrassing.

As for the Madonna of Splitting Mountain, the same is true, the fat buttocks of the first-class ones can't be covered up.

Therefore, the makeup of the two of them was simply a few bean-sized moles to cover them up slightly.

Lin Dong and his party took advantage of the aroma and sat down.

"Boss, serve a few bowls of noodles. If there are eggs, one bowl at a time."

Lin Dong glanced at it and said.

The swordsman in the shed doesn't look like a quack, what does he look like?
A long-term worker in a landlord's family, a farmer on the farm.

Sitting there, this young swordsman backed him without the slightest aura of a quack, and his eating was not elegant. Rather than eating noodles, it would be better to say he was drinking noodles.

As for the owner of the stall, he was dressed in coarse cloth, and he could smell the smell of flour from a long distance before he got close.

"There are no chickens. Who can afford eggs and meat these days, do you want to put an extra tablespoon of lard?"

Old Liu Tou stubbornly rejected Lin Dong's words.

He rolled his eyes, and said quickly, "This extra spoonful of lard is free of charge."

"Okay, thank you boss."

Lin Dong cupped his hands slightly.

Facing the common people at the lowest level, he has always restrained his hostility and viciousness, especially when his eyelids were lowered, his eyes were as deep as an ancient well, not making waves.

At this time Lu Ping spoke.

"Inquire about the store, do you know if there is a ferry nearby?"

She has always been careful. When she was asking questions, she walked into the booth and glanced twice. The water in the cauldron was boiling with smoke, but she couldn't see the clues. The old stove that had accumulated for many years was immediately relieved.

"Yes, you just go ahead. There is a boatman who carries people across the river all year round. He goes back and forth to Tujiang twice a day. He is a nice guy, but he is arrogant and greedy for money."

As Old Liu said, he slapped his wrist, and the black kitchen knife on the chopping board flew up, holding the dough pancakes with one hand, stomping, the knife chopping faster than a horseshoe.

"Dragon Beard Noodles?"

Lu Ping was surprised. It is not surprising that such craftsmanship appeared in a big restaurant in Jiangning Mansion, but in this kind of place, a random roadside stall seems unreasonable.

"Yo, I missed you, this knife skill is not bad."

Lin Dong said the same in his heart, and saw the old Liu head scoop up the hair-thin noodles with a knife, sprinkle them into the cauldron, thousands of silver threads scattered like a flower, full of ornamental effect.

"You are a master at it, master."

Lin Dong asked with some doubts.

Is it an accident?
Everyone has their own secrets. If they intend to murder themselves, the other party has no reason to show their skills.

How is it possible that everyone is here for themselves?

Lin Dong couldn't figure out his whereabouts, and how it would be known by other people and planned.

You must know that even the transfer to Jiangning Mansion was just a temporary idea he had yesterday, even if the route to Beijing arranged by himself and Ma Xinyi was exposed, it was impossible to wait for him in this kind of place.

"Haha, old man, I've been selling noodles for more than ten years, so what can I do with some small tricks, but you guys, all of you are imposing, and you are the real masters."

The little old man said with a flattering face.

The Virgin of Splitting the Mountain sat quietly, not knowing what to think.

Lu Xiaoxiao, on the other hand, stared straight at the noodle bowl at the exit. The soup was clear, with vegetable leaves curled up, dripping with oil, and the lard was scattered on the thousands of stretched noodles like gossamer. Her eyes couldn't help but shine. up.

"It must be delicious, right?"

These thoughts flashed through her mind, and she subconsciously licked her lips.

The breakfast food for several people was quickly brought to the table, with a fragrance of vegetables, Zheng Dongshan quite consciously picked up his own portion and squatted aside to eat.

The shed built by Old Liu Tou is quite small, so there are two small square tables, one table can accommodate two people, and if there are three, it will be a bit crowded.

Therefore, Zheng Dongshan, who thought he was inferior to others, planned to go to the side to eat, like a dog.

"What are you going to do? Just sit here."

Lin Dong pointed to the place next to him.

"General, isn't it good to sit next to you?"

Zheng Dongshan said cautiously.

"Let you sit down, don't talk nonsense."

Lin Dong stared, and Zheng Dongshan obediently sat down.

……

"Hey, I can sit here too, let's go."

The man with the knife on his back said quickly, quite enthusiastically, and eagerly waved to Lu Xiaoxiao, who had the fattest butt.

Two tables for six people can barely squeeze in.

"General, you are too kind to me."

Zheng Dongshan held the noodle bowl, buried his head and couldn't help talking.

"What's so good? I'm moved by letting you sit and eat something?"

Lin Dong wondered if this kid was acting, his awareness was higher than that of Zhao Ergou, who couldn't even play such an expressive tone.

"You treat me like a human being."

Zheng Dongshan said very solemnly.

Lin Dong's heart was slightly touched, and he said oh, it's pretty good to be able to treat himself as a human being these days, if he can also treat others as human beings, then he can indeed be respected.

"My father, I died early. After all these years of suffering, it is not easy to be alive."

Zheng Dongshan couldn't help complaining, talking about some sad topics, the look on his face didn't look very sad, probably too much time had passed.

In fact, one can also imagine how miserable it would be for children without fathers, orphans and widows in troubled times.

This kind of mother and child will be wiped out in many villages.

It's a normal thing in this day and age.

"Then it's really difficult for you."

Lin Dong didn't like to say these words very much, so he comforted him dryly.

"He was killed by someone, and his head was cut off. During the Chinese New Year, the blood stained the door god posted by my house."

Zheng Dongshan talked about it as if nothing had happened.

"Who killed it?"

When mentioning blood, life and death, and vendetta, Lin Dong became excited for a moment. Instead of describing suffering in a calm tone, the current topic can arouse his emotions.

"Jiangnan Hundred Catty Knife!"

Under Zheng Dongshan's calm eyes, there is actually an unforgettable hatred.

"Have you taken revenge?"

"No!"

One question and one answer.

"Then hang out with me, and when you find an opportunity in the future, I will take you to destroy his whole family."

Lin Dong said with a fierce face.

The man with the knife on his back, the ordinary chopping knife on his back, seemed to have sensed the aura of killing, and it made a buzzing sound, the sound was clear and clear, the swords and swords in this world, if they are not fair, they will scream.

The momentary movement caught the attention of several eyes present.

"gone."

The vaguely and silly-looking man took out a handful of copper coins from his inside pocket, put them on the table, turned over, and walked away with the knife in his hand, surprisingly fast.

"Did you lose your eyes again?"

Lin Dong pondered for a while, then recalled it.

I saw the man with the knife, the empty bowl on the table, there was no trace of soup, it was not so clean even a dog licked it, as if it was new.

"There is only one question now, and that is why there are so many masters suddenly appearing? Peng Yulin called out to have such a big influence, and the world is full of heroes. If this is the case, why doesn't he become the emperor?"

Lin Dong has only one thought now, and that is to find out as soon as possible what happened in Jiangning Mansion.

Or is it about to happen?
(End of this chapter)