[Comprehensive martial arts] The correct domestication method of the first killer

Su Muzhe traveled fast on this journey. When he was about to leave the border of the south of the Yangtze River, the sun was only about to enter autumn, and only a few leaves were slowly falling, and the flowers were still red before they withered. It quickly became fat, and by the time it reached Jiangning, the meat was already tender and tender. At this time, I don’t know how many old foodies in the world are going to rush to Songjiang Mansion at this time, thinking of eating a sea bass under the Xiuye ​​Bridge .

In the world, only the perch under the Xiuye ​​Bridge has four gills, and the meat of this four-gill perch is the most delicious, with endless aftertaste. It is an irresistible temptation for anyone who loves to eat, but this is the only one with four gills. The perch grows very slowly, and the rest of the perch were fattened out of shape early on. But this perch will not grow until the end of autumn, and the fresh and sweet aftertaste of the meat can be tasted around the winter solstice.

It's time to start now.

It's a pity that Su Muzhe is not a customer who knows how to eat. He caught a lot of four-gilled perch under the Xiuye ​​Bridge to eat, but he just roasted it on the fire and left it because he forgot to remove the gall. An unforgettable impression.

The perch under Xiuye ​​Bridge is really unpalatable like never before.

After crossing the Yangtze River and walking for a few days, the sky turned cold in a blink of an eye, the leaves in the north were all gone, and the bare branches stretched up to the sky, dividing the sky into black and white interlaced pieces, and there were groups of birds among the branches. The nest left is empty, but if you are lucky, you can occasionally find a few eggs that were abandoned by their parents.

It is excellent to cook and eat.

Su Muzhe originally planned to go north, until the first snow fell in the north, and then go back to the desert to have a look, but when he was crossing the river, he took over a business and disrupted his plan.

It was a passenger ship going to the north, with strong winds and waves, turbulence, and wobbled for a day. There were not many people on the boat in this weather, only some people who were in a hurry, gathered in twos and threes, wrapped in thick clothes. The padded jacket shivered.

Su Muzhe was sitting on the mast, holding a wine jug in his hand. This was the third jug of wine he drank today, and it was also the last jug of wine on his body. Five days ago, he had nothing left on him. One jug, he may have no wine to drink for a long time.

He didn't care about the weather at the moment, but he cared more about the flagon in his hand, which was obviously drunk as frugally as possible, but it still disappeared so quickly.

If love can be like wine, it will disappear before you notice it, how great it would be.

"Want to drink?" A woman stepped on the mast and sat beside him. On this boat, he was the only two traveling alone, without a companion.

That woman was born beautiful, but not extremely beautiful. Her eyebrows and eyes were not bright enough, with coldness and stubbornness embedded in them, and she was a little less tender. Her beauty was too cold, not enough to invert all living beings, but she was also beautiful. At first glance, she was stunning, very Looking at it in 20 years, it is still amazing, that temperament is like snow and frost, weak and delicate, light and touching.

The woman held a few wine jars in her hand, and the wine in them was swaying. It could not be called good wine, but it was much better than the low-quality wine in Su Muzhe's hand.

"I don't have any money." Su Muzhe poured the last few drops of wine from the flagon in his hand into his mouth. Although he is addicted to alcohol, he is not addicted to it. What he is greedy for is the warmth brought by the strong wine in his throat.

"I'll treat you to a drink, regardless of whether you have money or not." The woman threw the wine to him, and opened the jar by herself, with a boldness different from her appearance, "I just want to find someone to drink with me."

Su Muzhe laughed: "How about this, if you buy me a drink and I kill someone for you, it's worth the money and goods?"

The woman was stunned, and laughed suddenly: "You really are... But I don't have anyone I want to kill. If I really want to talk about it, there is only one person. I can't bear him to die, but I can't help but make him feel bad. .”

"Your lover?" Su Muzhe asked with raised eyebrows.

"Rather than a lover, I'd rather be an enemy." The woman replied, "I'm not reconciled to letting him die, and I'm even more reconciled to seeing him live well."

"You're drunk." Su Muzhe said indifferently, the woman smelled of alcohol, maybe she had drunk a lot before sitting next to him, if not, how could she say such a thing.

"Maybe." The woman shook the wine jar and smiled lowly, "This man, when he drinks, he can't help talking too much, and he can say all the things he can't usually say..."

"But when you're drunk, you forget your troubles..." Su Muzhe said, "When you think of him, it doesn't hurt anymore..."

"Haha, you're drunk too..." The woman patted Su Muzhe, "When you're drunk, it won't hurt when you think of anyone."

"But when you're completely drunk, dreaming about him will hurt your heart." Su Muzhe sighed, "If love is like wine in this world, it would be nice to forget it after drinking it."

"If the word love is really like wine..." the woman said, "that person will be like the most beautiful wine. After drinking it, it will haunt your dreams and make you sleepless all night..." She was in a trance for a while, and sighed softly, "It's like the wine with bare hands. Hold the rose flower, the flower is so beautiful, the thorns are so painful, you are reluctant to let go, and the pain is so overwhelming..."

"But it's as sweet as it is." After a long silence, she slowly added a sentence, and opened another jar of wine. The woman's fingers were delicate and slender, as beautiful and flawless as her face.

"You're a drunk, and I'm a drunk too. It's really ridiculous that we two drunks want to discuss things that smart people can't discuss clearly." Su Muzhe laughed and drank half of the jar of wine.

"Sometimes, drunks are the smartest people in the world!" The woman said proudly, "When I was awake, I would have a headache and grit my teeth with hatred when I thought of the words Qi Shaoshang, but now that I am drunk, instead Thinking of how good he is, I want to miss him again."

"But people who are drunk will still do some business at a loss, and they are not very smart." Su Muzhe jumped down and fell into the rolling waves. The woman was startled, and the wine was three points sober. I went, but saw a white shadow among the waves, which almost merged with the churning foam, stepping on the fallen leaves and branches between the rivers, several churning landed on the shore.

Crossing the river with a reed, such lightness is already rare in the world.

On the mast, an empty wine jar stood firmly.

The woman slapped the mast and laughed so hard that she almost shed tears. For no reason, she just knew what this man was going to do. They met by chance and didn't even know his name. To vent the anger of another.

The woman wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, her eyes were like rippling autumn water, not even half drunk.

"Next time we meet, tell him that my name is Xi Honglei..."

The rolling Yangtze River is turbulent, the wind is blowing, the sky and the earth are stained with gloomy colors, the barely audible murmurs are blown away by the wind in an instant, the boat has gradually approached the shore, and there is no ghost-like white shadow on the river bank.

There was no beautiful woman on the mast either.

This business can be regarded as the most loss-making business in Su Muzhe's life, but he still did it.

The two drunks who pretended to be drunk before they were drunk, also made their jokes true after drinking.

Trekking thousands of miles to Moxi, the wind, frost, and dust were blowing on my face, the wind was cold and dry, I saw dry and cracked land along the way, and some gravel was scattered on it, and the feet were hard and cold when I stepped on it. No matter how thick the boots were, they could not withstand the cold. Go up.

He lowered his hood and kept walking.

Before that, he had walked on this land for three days and three nights.

This is the fourth day.

Now it is almost sunset time, a round of red sun struggled and struggled on the horizon, sprinkled some brilliance on the faded signboard, the four big characters of Qiting Restaurant fluttered on the cloth banner, and one could smell the lingering wind floating in the air. The aroma of food, wine, and firewood, just by smelling it, you can automatically imagine a table full of delicacies, a whole pot of fine wine, the firewood must be burning vigorously in the room, and it is so warm that you can't wait to fall asleep. Can't see the cold wind and rain outside the door.

Su Muzhe breathed a sigh of relief, paused in his steps, and pushed open the door of the restaurant.

"If I were you, I wouldn't go in." An unfamiliar yet somewhat familiar voice sounded from behind, Su Muzhe smiled slightly, and asked, "Why?"

"Because it's a black shop," the voice replied.

"In Moxi, I have the freedom to live wherever I want." Su Muzhe closed the half-open door, turned around and said, "Even if he is a black shop, he wouldn't dare to blackmail me."

"Of course I know that." The man smiled, "It's just that you have to live in a black shop when you get here, so it's my rudeness."

"I'm not that familiar with you yet." Su Mu raised his eyebrows.

The person in front of him was dressed in Tsing Yi, with wide robes and wide sleeves, clear brows and eyes, graceful and trance like a celebrity in the Wei and Jin Dynasties, he was incompatible with this windy and sandy Mobei, it was Gu Xichao.

"Anyway, Huamanlou also called me Brother Gu, if I don't treat you well, Huamanting will deduct your salary when you go back." Gu Xichao laughed.

Although considering his pitiful salary, Huamanlou never called him that in front of Huamanting.

Su Mu covered his brows, his heart throbbed suddenly because of the words "Hua Man Lou", but he still pretended to have nothing on his face, and said, "You look much rounder than before, why, have you been tamed? "

"Taming?!" Gu Xichao sneered, "It's not certain who is taming. Don't take me for you."

"Then he is really pitiful." Su Muzhe sighed.

"It's not pitiful, you might as well see it with your own eyes." Gu Xichao said, "Nine Existing Divine Dragon Qi Shaoshang can barely be regarded as a famous property here."

"My temper has subsided, why is my mouth still so poisonous." Su Mu covered her thin lips and curled her lips slightly, "It's just right, I also have something to do with him."

"What's the matter?" Gu Xichao frowned, looked at him probingly for a while, and suddenly raised his eyebrows and smiled: "This way please!"

The author has something to say: There are relatively few... Today the student union held activities, and I was exhausted after running around all day. I came back in the afternoon and quickly threw away my homework. Why is the Japanese listening speed so fast? The stupid author is about to cry. Tomorrow is still an early morning class , I’m going to go for a morning jog, and I’m pretty desperate hahaha [Dry laugh, let’s go to bed first, good night, little angels, okay? 030