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[The young man named his fake five internal organs Wu Zang to distinguish them from the five internal organs of flesh and blood.

He took his wife to travel to many places and met many people.

Where there is neglect, there must be courtesy.

With his travels and promotion of the new Wuzang meat, Wu Zang and Wuzang were completely separated.

It was hard for people to believe at first that ordinary rice and flour could have the same effect as flesh and blood, but at some point, the real gods began to respond in a gentler way.
People, totally impressed.

As mentioned before, the gods in the Dark Ages favored flesh and blood, and people followed precedents. Therefore, after dawn, the gods would respond less and less, and the less they would respond, the more distorted things would be created. This is an unreasonable idea. way.

The young man played a pioneering role.

For thousands of years, people talked about "pretending to be dirty", but in fact, they were talking about "pretending to hide".

Only by using grains, spices, fabrics, crops with your hands, and worshiping the gods of heaven and earth with a gentle and pious heart can you gain gentleness.

vice versa.

That earth-shattering disaster of pretending to be dirty was the confrontation between Wu Zang and Wu Zang.

As time goes by, the meat is buried in the dust of history.

Human beings have their own concepts, updated and iterated better things, had better contact with the gods, began to classify the gods, and derived a lot of beliefs, but like a convention, the number of 'god statues' will be controlled intentionally or unintentionally , in order to better gather faith and incense.

In the end, only evil gods, weird ones, who pursue things of strength and blood will follow the path of the 'Five Internal Organs'.

And the 'five internal organs' were completely reduced to the tears of history.

This is the end of 'The Trouble of Pretending to Be Dirty']

But that’s by no means the end of this story!
Five organ meats and five Tibetan meats are, in the final analysis, two different things!

How could someone grab the five internal organs of a dead person and openly declare the name "Wuzangrou" which contains vitality?

This is clearly the 'five internal organs meat'!
No, wait, this is not meat.

Because the five internal organs and meat did not come from the idol, but from the dead, and they were not intended to be put into the idol to invite some kind of existence.
Why does Chen Dachun call this kind of meat Wuzang meat?
Don’t know, or have you been deceived?
After I recalled the story of Wu Zangrou, questions popped up in my mind one after another, but there were no answers to them all.

Perhaps Chen Dachun had been pressed down by me for a long time, and he tried to stand up tentatively, but because his knees had been bent for a long time, his blood was not flowing smoothly, and he completely collapsed on the ground.

I took back my hand and asked in a deep voice:
"You go on to say, 'Get some pork belly and wash it,' and then what?"

Chen Dachun had no idea what was going on in my heart. He slumped down on the ground, covered his right leg and grinned. He answered after a few minutes:

"The master asked me to get some Wuzang meat. After washing it, I would only take the tender meat in the middle of each type of meat. I would collect three to two or five dollars, and then call her down."

"Finally, go find Mrs. Bai."

Chen Dachun spoke softer and quieter, and seemed to feel that something was not right, but under my pressure, he still whispered:
"Don't you know? The master has a special skill, which is making dumplings."

"That's also the specialty of the club founded by the owner."

really!

I really plan to use this organ to make dumplings, and they are also rejuvenation dumplings!

But what does the five internal organs have to do with rejuvenation?
It is also stated in the disaster of pretending to be dirty that it is true that the five internal organs can invite "gods" to offer sacrifices to the spirit, but the gods who like such extreme offerings are mostly extreme gods, or weird ones, and most of them are in charge of blood and flesh. struggle.
Just like a well-known protector, Mahakala, who is famous for his ability to fight.

In the traditional idols handed down from the Han Dynasty, He is a being holding the intestines and organs in his hands and stepping on the skull with his feet.

Another thing to say is that they like to have flesh and blood and organs enshrined.

No matter how you look at it, it has nothing to do with the word "rejuvenation".

How did that happen?

Especially, these are the organs of a dead person. Logically speaking, the essence has disappeared, so how can it make people rejuvenate and rejuvenate?
I thought for a while and asked again:
"I was often outside the villa some time ago. Are there any visitors?" The obvious question I asked made Chen Dachun stunned. He scratched his head, obviously not expecting the topic to change so quickly, and said:

"A few days ago, a lady who claimed to be the mayor's daughter-in-law came here. The registered name was Bai Xiaowan."

"I came to visit at noon. You are usually not here at that time, and the time is not long. I only said a few words, and then the host gave me a cup of tea."

The forgotten names of people quickly passed through my mind, and I vaguely remembered this woman.

The day I met Yu Jiajia was also the day this woman named Bai Xiaowan appeared.

Both of them were obviously newcomers, but this Bai Xiaowan looked much more calm. She looked like she was at least born into a scholarly family, or simply a young lady from a wealthy family.

She came to visit Yang Jinhua.

Apart from coming here for the 'Rejuvenation Dumplings' that are popular in the Rose Club and are famous far and wide, I can't think of anything else that could attract her.

I was silent for a few seconds:
"Recently, if I remember correctly, Aunt Yang's card holder was kept with you, right?"

"Have you made any large sums recently?"

Chen Dachun was stunned again, but upholding the ethics of a professional butler, he still spoke faster than his brain and replied:
"Have."

"Two days ago, the person who transferred the money was a person named Bai Xiao. Hey, it was Mrs. Bai just now."

I sighed deeply:
"After transferring the money, Aunt Yang asked you to go to the funeral home to collect Wu Zangrou?"

Chen Dachun nodded without hesitation and said:

"Yes, the master has orders, and I can't live up to the master's expectations."

Normally, this would be a perfectly normal thing, but to my ears, it seemed to mean something else.

I pondered for a few seconds:

"How many times have you gone to get this kind of meat?"

Perhaps because I asked too many questions, Chen Dachun's face became more hesitant and suspicious, and he hesitated:

"twice."

I squinted my eyes:
"twice?"

"You've gone to pick up this kind of meat twice, and you're still so nervous?"

"When was the last time?"

Chen Dachun has a stick on his neck:
"Didn't the lady also know?"

"This is human flesh, human flesh! Who can not be nervous?"

"The last time was last year!"

My eyes flashed over his obviously guilty face:

"Work hard and don't live up to Aunt Yang's expectations."

Chen Dachun was obviously relieved and climbed up from the ground. Without thinking, he continued to touch the swollen lungs in the pool:
"Of course, don't underestimate me. I am more worthy of the master and more favored than you think, miss!"

Master, favored.

Except in games, I have never heard such an ancient name.

Some people really don’t have ears to listen.