White Jade Tiger

Chapter 13

Volume [-] Gambling

Chapter 4 bloody battle

'Shouerkang' is a well-known teahouse in central Sichuan. The owner's surname is Peng. He is not only a very kind businessman who can take care of customers, but also a very skilled cook.

His specialty dishes are live fish with watercress, fried pork with sauce, spicy tendon, eggplant with fish flavor and shredded pork with fish flavor.

Although these are very common home-cooked dishes, they have the ability to turn decay into magic when they are cooked from his hands.

Especially a live watercress fish, which is hot, tender, fresh, and spicy; it can be served with wine or rice, it's really hard to get tired of eating, and some people really don't hesitate to drive for an hour or two just to eat it he this dish.

Later, Boss Peng gave birth to a son, married a daughter-in-law, and adopted a grandson. After counting his wealth, he couldn't even finish his great-grandson and gray-grandson, so he retired.But the old signboard of "Shouerkang" is still there, and the apprentices and grandchildren who learned the craft from him use his signboard to open stores in various places. The more stores are opened, the business of each store is not bad.

The "Shouerkang" here has only recently opened. The chef in charge is said to be personally handed down by Boss Peng. A live fish with watercress is cooked, and it is also spicy, hot, tender and fresh.

So even though the store opened less than half a month ago, it is already quite famous.

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Wuji also knows this place.When he came here on the first day, he ate dinner at 'Shouerkang'.

In addition to a very expensive roasted yellow river carp with watercress, he also ordered four pieces of spicy and spicy dishes, baked eggs with fish lips, fried pork with double-cooked sauce, and a bowl of pea tripe soup.

He was very satisfied with eating and drinking, but he was sweating profusely from the heat, and he gave a tip of seven qian.

For a guest who comes to eat alone, it is considered very generous to give a few cents.

So as soon as he walked in the gate today, the 'Yaoshi' on the entrance of the hall had already bent down far away.

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Yaoshi is a Sichuan dialect, and the meaning of Yaoshi is shop waiter, clerk, waiter.

The masters here are said to be genuine and authentic Sichuanese. Although they can’t hear the dialects that Sichuan people often talk about such as "Ge Laozi", "Guizi", and "Xianbabanban", they can be heard every day. Everyone has a white cloth wrapped around their heads, which is the symbol of a standard Sichuanese.

People in Sichuan like to wrap white cloth around their heads, which is said to commemorate Zhuge Wuhou who crossed Lu in October.

When the Seven Star Lantern was extinguished and Marquis Wu passed away, people in Sichuan all wore white cloths on their heads to express their condolences, but it has become a habit since then.

As soon as you enter Sichuan, as long as you see people without white cloths on their heads, they must be "people from the river" in Sichuan people's mouth, that is, "people under the feet". Pay ten papers.

Fortunately, this is not the territory of Shu, and today is not Wuji's treat.

So when he walked into the gate of 'Shouerkang', the expression on his face was very happy.

Whether he is really happy in his heart, only God knows.

There are two hosts, Jia Liu and Liao Ba; the only guest is Wuji.

There is a whole table of dishes, just looking at the four cold dishes and four hot dishes in front, you can see that this is a very expensive dish on the table.

The wine is the best Luchuan Daqu.

Wuji smiled slightly and said, "You two are so kind. '

Jia Liu and Liao Ba were indeed very polite. It doesn't matter how polite they are to a person who is about to die.

Before coming here, they had discussed the matter carefully for a long time.

'Although that person's origin is unknown and his whereabouts are strange, I really believe what he said. '

"Do you believe he can deal with Zhao Wuji?"

'I'm sure. '

"Have you seen his kung fu?" Jia Liuben had always been skeptical.

'Not only is his kung fu absolutely fine, but he also seems to have a kind of evil spirit about him. '

'What evil spirit?'

'I can't say it, but every time I get close to him, I always feel a little hairy in my heart, as if there is a poisonous snake hidden in him, and it will come out to bite someone at any time. '

'What is he going to do?'

'He refused to tell me, but reserved a private room upstairs for us in Shouerkang. '

'Why choose Shouerkang?'

He speaks with a Sichuan accent, Shou Erkang is a Sichuan restaurant, I think he must have helpers there. '

There are a total of ten masters at the entrance of Shouerkang Hall, five upstairs and five downstairs.

Jia Liu had observed them carefully, and found that four of them walked lightly and vigorously, obviously they were Lian Jiazi.

After they sat down, there was another Master Yao upstairs, who was their 'friend'.

'We agreed to pay 5 taels of silver and [-] first, and pay the mantissa after the matter is completed. '

'Have you paid him?'

' Paid him early this morning. '

'What about the post?'

'The post has also been sent to the person surnamed Zhao, and a text message is also attached. '

'Who wrote the letter?'

'My brother-in-law. '

Although Liao Ba's brother-in-law was only a student supervisor, writing a letter was never a problem.

In the letter, I first expressed my apology and admiration to Wuji, and hoped that Wuji would be rewarded with a meal and everyone would turn enemies into friends.

'Do you think he will come?'

'He will come. '

'why?'

'Because he's naturally a bold man who doesn't care about anything. '

Of course Mowgli came.

He never refuses invitations from others, no matter who the invitation is.

'When are they going to do it?'

'When the first main dish, watercress carp, was served, as long as I moved the chopsticks to grab the fish head, they would do it. '

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Now the main course has not been served yet, only four cold dishes and four hot dishes are served, but Liao Ba's palms are already sweating.

It's not that he hasn't killed people, nor has he seen others kill people, but waiting always makes people feel nervous.

He only hoped that this matter would end quickly, so that Zhao Wuji would disappear from the ground forever.

Because Grandpa Jiao Qi must never know about this matter, so he must not make mistakes when he starts.

Wuji has always seemed very happy, as if he never found any doubts about this matter.

Although he 'never drinks during the day' and doesn't eat much, he talks a lot.

Because when he is talking, others will not find that he has been watching and observing.

He couldn't see anything wrong with this place, and there was absolutely no poison in the few dishes! Jia Liu and Liao Ba also ate a lot.

They didn't even bring any personal entourage with them, and there was no ambush outside.

Do they really want to turn enemies into friends?
The only thing that is a little strange is that there are a few Yaoshi here who are particularly clean.

When they served the dishes, Wuji noticed that they didn't even have a speck of grease under their fingernails.

Few people who work in restaurants are so clean.

But if they really have a conspiracy, they should also think about it and get themselves dirty.

Among them, the back of a waiter seemed familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere.

But Wuji couldn't remember it all the time.

He really wanted to see this man's face, but the man only swayed at the door and went downstairs.

'How could I recognize the waiter in this place? There are many people in the world who look alike. '

He kept explaining for himself, because he didn't really want to trouble Jia Liu and Liao Ba.

He did this only because he wanted to find someone in this way.

He believes that only in this way can it be found.

The well-known watercress carp of 'Shouerkang' is finally served. It is served on a two-foot-long extra-large plate. It is steaming hot, fragrant and spicy, and the taste is already good.

In the room, there were always two masters standing by and serving, and the person who brought the food had already bowed his head and retreated.

Liao Badao: "Does anyone like to eat fish heads?"

Jia Liu laughed and said, "Aside from you, only cats like to eat fish heads." '

Liao Ba laughed and said, "Then I have to enjoy it alone." '

He stretched out his chopsticks to grab the fish head.

At this moment, the table was suddenly kicked over by someone, and Wuji jumped up, shouted loudly, and said, "So it was you!"

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Yao Shi, who was serving the dishes, had just retreated to the door, half turned around, and Wuji had rushed over.

At the same moment, the two masters who had been standing in the room and waited on him also made a move.

All three of them hit with hidden weapons, and two of them hit Wuji's legs and back with six jet-black cold stars respectively.

It was only when they made their move that they realized that they had worn a buckskin glove on their hand.

The strong man who was negotiating business with Liao Ba also put on his gloves when he turned around, Wuji flew towards him, his figure flashed, he turned his head to look at the moon, and he shook his hands to shoot out a cloud of arsenopyrite.

Jia Liu and Liao Ba, who had already retreated to the corner, also changed their faces and cried out.

'Concealed weapons are poisonous!'

Although they haven't realized that these are the poisonous caltrops and soul-breaking sand of the Tang Sect in the middle of Sichuan, they know that the hidden weapon that the person wearing the deerskin gloves must be extremely poisonous.

Wuji's body was in the air, trying to avoid the twelve poisonous caltrops coming from behind was as difficult as reaching the sky, not to mention there were thousands of poisonous sand in front of him!
Even among Tang Sect's hidden weapons, this soul-breaking sand is the most domineering and terrifying one.

This kind of arsenopyrite is much smaller than rice grains. Although it can't be shot far, it will be a large black mist when it is released. As long as the opponent is within one or two feet, it is impossible to avoid it, as long as it is next to a grain. , it will rot to the bone.

Every step and every detail of this operation has undoubtedly been carefully planned.

How should the positions of the three players be allocated?
What part of the opponent should be shot so that he can never dodge?
They've all counted pretty well.

But he didn't expect Wuji to recognize at the last moment that this strong man with white cloth on his head was one of the attendants brought by Shangguan Ren that day, that is, the murderer who killed Zhao Biao, and the one who had been in Hefeng Villa. People who stay for several days.

Although Wuji didn't pay much attention to such a person, he always had some impression in his mind.

It was this impression that saved his life.

He took a step ahead, and before the opponent started to launch, he had already rushed over.

The burly man turned over and raised his hand, and shot out the arsenopyrite. Panicked, he shot a little slower.

With a lift of his hand, Wuji has already reached under his side, and his fist has hit the first and second ribs under his side.

Just as the sound of bones breaking was heard, his body was turned upside down, just in time to meet the poisonous caltrops that came from behind.

Of the twelve poisonous thorns, nine hit him.

Of course he knew how powerful this hidden weapon was, and his throat might have been blocked. He couldn't even yell, but felt that all the tissues in his body lost control all at once, and tears, snot, saliva, and urine poured out together.

When Wuji threw him out, his whole body was limp and paralyzed, but he still wasn't dead.

He could even hear the cracking of bones and the screams of their two companions.

Then he felt a cold hand slap his face, and someone asked: 'Where is Shangguan Blade?'

He kept slapping his face with his palms, hoping that he would stay awake, but the voice of questioning became farther and farther away.

He opened his mouth to speak, but what came out was only a mouthful of bitter water, sour, smelly and bitter.

At this time, he himself could no longer smell it.

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Wuji finally stood up slowly, facing Jia Liu and Liao Ba.

His face was completely bloodless, but there was blood on his body, and it was unknown whose blood splashed on his clothes.

There was not only other people's blood on it, but also his own.

He knew that his face had been scratched by a few grains of poisonous sand, and a poisonous thorn had hit his shoulder.

But he must never let others know.

Now that the toxicity has not fully flared up, he must endure, otherwise he will also die here, under the hands of Liao Ba!
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Liao Ba's hands were wet, and even his clothes were drenched in cold sweat.

What happened at this moment just now was like a nightmare, a disgusting nightmare.

The sounds of bone breaking, screams, and moans all stopped at once.

But the house was still full of unbearable blood and stench.

He wanted to throw up.

He wanted to rush out, but he didn't dare to move.

Wuji stood in front of them, looked at them coldly, and said, "Whose idea?"

No one spoke, and no one admitted.

Wuji sneered and said, "If you really want to kill me, it's still too late to do it now." '

No one dared to move.

Wuji stared coldly, then turned around and walked out: "I won't kill you, just because you are not worthy of me." '

His footsteps are still steady, and he must not let anyone see that he is about to fail.

The wound didn't hurt at all, just numb, like being bitten by an ant.

But his head was already glowing, and his eyes were already turning black.

The hidden poison weapon of the Tang family is definitely not in vain. There must be people from the Tang family in this restaurant. There are at least two or three Yaoshi who look particularly clean.

People who use poison always look very clean.

Wuji straightened his chest and walked forward firmly.

He didn't know if his injury could be saved, but he must go out.

Even if he wants to die, he must not die here, in front of his enemies.

No one dared to stop him, even if there were members of the Tang family here, they were already scared out of their wits.

He finally walked out of the ornately decorated door.

But how far can he go?
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The sun was shining brightly, but it was getting darker and darker in front of his eyes. The people walking up and down the road looked like dancing black shadows.

He wanted to find a big cart to sit in, but he couldn't find it, and even if there was a cart parked opposite, he couldn't see it.

He didn't know how far he had walked, but suddenly he realized that he bumped into someone.

The man seemed to be asking him something, but the voice seemed vague and distant.

Who is this man, is he his enemy?
He opened his eyes vigorously, and the face of this person was right in front of his eyes, but he still couldn't see clearly.

The man suddenly said loudly: "I am Xuanyuan Yiguang, do you recognize me?"

Wuji smiled, grabbed his shoulders, and said, "Do you know that I made a bet with myself?"

Xuanyuan Yiguang said, "What are you betting on?"

Wuji said: "I bet you will come to me." ’ He smiled and said again: ‘I won. '

After uttering these three words, his people fell.

(End of this chapter)