Equalling Heaven Douluo in Douluo Continent

Chapter 147 Change Skin

Yu Songxuan did as he said, and he was only free at night, so he brought a big bag of food with him, mainly rice and more vegetarian dishes.

But he only delivered it once, and then he didn't come.

In Yu Songxuan's den, there was the rustling sound of eating, the den was very remote, so there was no one around, and the people inside didn't have to worry about scaring others.

There was a man lying on the ground of the nest, tall and tall, with a bulging abdomen, like a drowned corpse, but the head could not be seen further up, and the place where the head was originally was a urinal.

In a dark environment, with such a person lying on the ground, most people should be scared away, but there are still people eating.

The man was holding a large bowl, and the chopsticks picked up an object the size of a small intestine, and put it into his mouth to suck continuously, but he didn't finish eating after sucking for a long time. When he stopped eating, the bowl was already empty.

He calmly picked up another bowl, which was exactly the same as the one he ate just now. The reason why he was able to eat so calmly was because he was the one who caused the person next to him to fall to the ground.

"Alas~ alas!"

Suddenly there was a moaning sound, the sound was not clear, it seemed that many voices were mixed together, and I could barely hear a little bit, "My stomach...my...intestines, alas!"

The person eating the noodles was a little dissatisfied, he stepped on the belly of the person on the ground with his curled feet, and kept pushing, and then the person's limbs moved unconsciously.

Accompanied by a sound like vomiting, something flowed out from under the urinal, it was fine fragments, along with some scarlet liquid, it looked a little weird under the only light in the den.

As the small lamp flickered, didn't the person sitting there have the same color on his mouth?The bloody red color of his open mouth made it appear that his mouth was very large.

"Hey, spit it out a lot!"

"It's much better. I shouldn't have eaten so much, and I added hot sauce. My stomach hurts! It seems that even my intestines are twitching."

Pushing away the urinal, Yu Songxuan's face was revealed. Although there was still some pain in his brows, he was much better after hearing what he said.

The person next to him wiped his mouth. It turned out to be Monkey King. He looked at Yu Songxuan and said, "Tch, I can't take it anymore. If I can't eat it, I insist on eating it. I'm asking for trouble."

While talking, he stopped his chopsticks, Yungong helped Yu Songxuan to digest, Yu Songxuan smiled wryly: "Hey, this is the noodles you made, I didn't expect it to be so delicious at first, your hot sauce It's too exaggerated."

"What do you mean, Wushuang genius!" Sun Wukong leaned back proudly

Yu Songxuan shook his head speechlessly and said: "Ham, I don't know, how could you think of working in Lao Mo's noodle shop, and you just learned a craft, and the taste is a bit stronger, which is very good."

Sun Wukong cleaned up the finished noodle bowls and said: "Well, I'm really bored, and these little brats are bullying the vendors, so I can get involved and understand better, so I'm too lazy to deal with outside customers , then get busy in the kitchen! By the way, tomorrow is the day for those people to collect money!"

"Well, don't be impulsive. It's not going to work unless you hit the ground. You must get evidence that can pull Gao Qiu down." Yu Songxuan warned with some worry.

Sun Wukong waved his hand and said: "Old Sun is not a fool, I know this shit, but the address you gave is wrong! I went there and found no one."

Yu Songxuan was stunned, "That's right! I found it before, but why can't you find it? Did you remember the house number wrong?"

"Impossible, old Sun Bowen's strong memory is fake? Have a good memory! That's fine, you go back first! It's already dark, if you don't leave, be careful not to fall into the pit."

Sun Wukong sent Yu Songren away as if chasing him away, and then went back to the small den, leaning on the broken boat to sleep.

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In the early morning of the next day, the early morning dew condensed on Sun Wukong's bed. Sun Wukong had already woken up at this time, and the sky was not yet full, but Lao Mo's noodle shop had already started working.

When Sun Wukong came to the kitchen, a white-haired old man straddled a big stick, pressing the dough up and down. This is the owner of Lao Mo Noodle Shop, Lao Mo, Mo Mo.

This old man is already a few years old, but his waist is straight, as if he has been measured by a ruler. The stick he uses to make noodles is his Wuhun, eyebrow-level stick.

This martial soul didn't give him any soul power, just like Yu Songxuan who didn't have a martial soul. What else are you doing here?"

Sun Wukong changed into work clothes, and put on the clothes of a pastry guy. It was obviously ordinary clothes, but Monkey King wore them with spirit, "What do you eat if you don't go to work?"

"Hmph, on the first day you came here, you spent a silver soul coin to eat noodles, so you can still be hungry if you don't go to work?" Old Mo put down his stick in anger, turned to stare at Sun Wukong and said.

Sun Wukong shrugged and explained: "I said it! That's all my belongings. After that day, I will have no money. Hey, what happened to me last class? Is there any difference today?"

Old Mo said stubbornly, "It's no different, you don't have anything to eat, right? I'll make you a dozen bowls now, don't use it today, and rest every seven days from now on. Do you understand?"

After talking, Lao Mo continued to make noodles, pressing the noodles up and down, and Monkey King smiled and leaned over to help.

The noodles are ready, about ten bowls, the average person can eat nine meals for three days, but based on Lao Mo's understanding of Monkey King, this amount is less than a day.

It’s just that the noodles are ready, Monkey King still didn’t leave, and helped Lao Mo to make the noodles. Lao Mo looked through the kitchen window, which is usually used to pass noodles, through which he could directly see the proprietress at the counter.

Lao Mo winked at the proprietress, and the proprietress also took out a money bag from the drawer knowingly, and the bulging bag looked like a lot of weight.

Monkey King and Lao Mo did not communicate with each other. Everyone was doing their own work. Lao Mo made noodles, and Monkey King added ingredients and soup. When Lao Mo was tired, he would go on top. The proprietress greeted the guests outside. There are not many guests these days But as long as they come, they become repeat customers.

At noon, the outside became empty, the proprietress and Lao Mo went out to collect the tables, and the remaining guests didn't seem surprised, but speeded up in order to leave early.

After a while, all the guests left, and the table and chairs outside were also taken to the back kitchen, and the outside was completely empty.

After finishing these things, Lao Mo said: "Boy, today is the two-person time of our old couple, so I will drive you away in the morning, now you understand! Those guests have left because of their interests, you boy, bring me those face-to-face answers." go home!"

Lao Mo's clumsy performance can't be deceiving at all, even if Sun Wukong hadn't known that the gang of hooligans were coming today, he wouldn't have believed it, but he still took those faces and left.

Seeing Sun Wukong leave, Lao Mo and the proprietress were both relieved, "This kid is gone too, and the money is ready, we just wait for those people to come and pay the money before opening."

"That guy is a man? Beat our children like that. This little grandson also wants to help us. If he can take out silver soul coins casually, he will have no money. I guess it's because of the pity of our two old men and old ladies to help."

"This kid is indeed a good man! His talent is not bad. It would be great if that brat Yu Fei could give me such a grandson."

On the beam of the house, Sun Wukong had an ugly expression on his face, he was aggrieved but he couldn't show it. What do you mean by wanting a grandson like the old grandson? You take advantage of the old grandson! ?
"Hey! Gong Xi Fa Cai, business is booming!" A voice that made people feel constipated came from the door.

The faces of Lao Mo and the two immediately sank, and a group of sleazy people walked in. The first person looked cheap, obviously the voice that could increase the sales of laxatives belonged to him.

After Sun Wukong observed for a while, he found that the only thing they had in common was that they both wore a ring.

"You two must be ready! Everyone knows how hard it is for us to maintain law and order. Others respectfully pay the money, but your family... that useless fish, who doesn't know good people."

Before he finished speaking, the proprietress threw the bag of money over with red eyes, "Take the money and leave, without you, the law and order in the city will be very good."

After all, the proprietress was old, and the bag of money was heavy, so she could only throw it three steps away, a few meters away from the group of people, but that person flashed over and took the bag of money with his face.

The proprietress was a little strange, but Lao Mo's face became more and more ugly, as expected, the man exaggeratedly exclaimed: "Oh, it hurts me to death, this old woman smashed someone to death!"

The proprietress looked surprised in her heart, this person can still be like this, this... this... this...

The proprietress just wanted to go forward to argue, but Lao Mo stopped her, pulled her behind and said, "What do you want?"

He stopped screaming, and said with a chuckle: "Hey... We didn't think about it, but we should pay some medical expenses for hurting people!"

This person is really cheap, Sun Wukong made such an evaluation on the beam, this kind of action is generally called touching porcelain, Wang Yan told him, probably the operation is an old man falls on the ground, and then pulls the young man next to him to extort money, It's just that this person's behavior is even worse and even more shameless. Not only is he blackmailing the elderly as a young man, but he is even blatant and lawless.

Lao Mo was still very calm, "How much do you want?"

"Hey... not much, two bags of copper soul coins are enough." When he said these words, his face seemed to have some soul skills added, and he was still passive, with an aura of unhappiness.

Sun Wukong couldn't stand it anymore. He was working as a helper these days, and he knew the income of the noodle shop. Not to mention two bags, even one bag was not enough. After all, part of the income was their son's medical expenses.

Sun Wukong recited the mantra silently, disappeared, put the face that Lao Mo gave him, and jumped off the beam, when he landed, there was a burst of noisy footsteps.

Sun Wukong looked up, confused, "What the hell? This is...?"

(End of this chapter)