The world of mortals is just right

On Friday, Jiang Huan went to Xuan Chang to eat roasted whole lamb.

I passed KFC on the way and bought twelve packs of French fries.

In the past Xuan Chang didn't like junk food, Jiang Huan wanted to eat it secretly and asked his disciples to respect it.At this moment, holding his breath, he drove to buy it grandiosely, and came back with a bag full of hot French fries, and sprinkled ketchup on the French fries while driving.Fortunately, he held the steering wheel with one hand, and put French fries in his mouth with the other, so that the steering wheel was not covered with oil and salt.

Xuan Chang looked at his hands several times along the way, frowned slightly, but didn't say anything.

When he arrived at the place where he ate the roasted whole lamb, he had already poured five bags of French fries into his mouth.He pulled a paper towel to wipe his hands and parked the car, got out of the car with the remaining French fries in his arms, and walked towards the yard, "Boss, where is the roast lamb?"

This roasted sheep is a bit like a farmhouse. There are not enough ovens for roasting sheep. Jiang Huan ordered five sheep again, and now only one is ready, and the rest are still roasting.

The wooden table is placed in the yard, under a big tree. The boss said with a smile, "You eat first, and we will roast the lamb later. Follow along as you like."

A sheep was carried up, and the two doors were cut open, and oil was bubbling.There are various spice powders in a small plate on the table, with a knife for cutting meat, and mutton soup is still boiled on the induction cooker.

In summer, there are fewer people who eat mutton.The guest also asked for five sheep, a pot of lamb soup, and a pot of roast pouch.

The boss thought how many people would come to eat, but when he saw that there were only two people here, they didn't say anything, but they were drumming in their hearts. Although one of them looked delicious, could it be finished?

Jiang Huan ignored these, picked up the knife and raised the knife, and cut the mutton into large pieces.The weather in the north is dry and the sun is shining brightly, but the place under the trees where the sun does not shine is cool, and you can dry off after a while after sweating.

He was eating the sheep, and a little girl brought him the cold beer, in a dark green glass bottle with a tin lid.

He licked his mouth, bit off the bottle cap with his upper teeth, and took a gulp of cold air from his stomach to Tianling Gai.

Jiang Huan ate and drank, Xuan Chang looked at the greasy spices and had no appetite.

He disassembled a set of teacups, just the kind of heavy white porcelain cups and bowls that cost two yuan to use, and rinsed them with tea from the farmhouse.The hot tea was gurgling, the mist was thick, and the set was so rough that it felt a bit of beauty in his hands.Jiang Huan glanced at it for a while, then squinted his eyes for another five seconds, and felt that Xuan Chang was really attractive when he did this kind of thing in a leisurely manner.

There were not many dishes on this table that Xuan Chang would eat, and he only used chopsticks occasionally for cold dishes.

Jiang Huan swallowed half a sheep.Looking at Xuan Chang again, he looked up slightly at the sky.

Two minutes ago, the sky was still clear, but there were dark clouds in Xusoujian.

Jiang Huan said in his heart, there must be something wrong, I don't know where the gods call the wind and rain.

Normally, he would have gone out to fight.No matter who it is, if you are not good at coming, you will be beaten first.When he comes to fight, Xuan Chang can just sit down.

But now, he is suffocating in his stomach, let go of his stomach to eat.Seeing that it was getting dark, he called out cheerfully, "Boss, it's time for the awning to be erected!"

The boss came to give away the second roast lamb, thinking he had misread it, and took away the first roasting pan, muttering, although the skin was skinned and the lamb looked small, one of them only weighed [-] to [-] catties of meat.It's only been a few minutes, and only the skeleton is left.

The second sheep was on the table, Jiang Huan was not that hungry, so he could start tasting it.He cut a large piece of meat with a knife, put it on the tip of the knife and dipped it in spices to eat, "Then what, why don't you go and have a look, draw a talisman to stop the rain?"

The tone of these words made it clear that he was guilty, Xuan Chang looked at him, "Drawing a talisman?"

That means farmhouse music, roasted whole lamb, where did you get the cinnabar and brush, and what kind of talisman to draw?

Jiang Huan glanced at the table and saw two or three bags of French fries and ketchup that were wilting, "Why don't you just settle for it?"

The French fries were dipped in ketchup, but Xuan Changli ignored him and got up to get out of the awning.

The owner of the farmhouse and the worker were chatting in the kitchen at the back, and no one asked anyone to come out.

So no one saw that Xuan Chang walked into the rain, his whole body, from the hair to the toe of the shoes, including the custom-made suit, was dry and neat, without even a drop of water.

Jiang Huan was cutting the mutton, chewing it happily, and Xuan Chang disappeared in an instant.

Above the dark clouds at two o'clock in the afternoon, a blue dragon hovered, its beard and hair floating high in the sky as if in water.

Xuan Chang floated to the same height as the dragon's head, ten feet away.Qinglong bowed his head and opened his mouth, spit out a dragon chant, "King Shouyang, I am not here today to fight."

This afternoon, the rain in Beijing was unbelievable.For a few minutes, the sky was dark, the rain was pouring down, and the rain splashed on the road.

In the strong wind and heavy rain, the canopy where Jiang Huan lived miraculously survived the wind and rain. He ate meat and drank wine in the coolness of the moment, and even served a bowl of mutton soup.

The raindrops on the edge of the plastic canopy changed from curtains to lines, and then gradually thinned into drops. Suddenly, the rain stopped, and only the water on the leaves occasionally fell from time to time, patting the canopy.

Xuan Chang didn't want to cause unnecessary surprises, so he appeared and walked in through the door, getting a few drops of rain on purpose.

There were traces of rainwater on Xuan Chang's collar, and Jiang Huan greeted him with a special uncle, "You're back? You're welcome, eat something quickly."

After speaking, he suddenly found that the sheep on the table had been eaten open by him, the cuts were horrific, bones were everywhere, the cold dishes were all wiped out, there was a layer of sauce and minced garlic on the plate, and there was only one leg of lamb left.

He simply raised the leg of lamb in his hand to Xuan Chang, "Why don't you have a bite?"

Xuan Chang looked at the messy teeth marks on the roast leg of lamb, ignored him, and poured himself a cup of tea.

Jiang Huan asked, "Who is it?"

Xuan Chang held the teacup, "One train."

Jiang Huan chewed the leg of lamb, regretting, "Didn't fight? I haven't moved my hands and feet for a long time."

Xuan Chang raised his eyebrows slightly, "Let's make peace."

He looked at Jiang Huan with a look of surprise, and said calmly, "The Dragon Clan heard that you are pregnant, and they are having a difficult time with offspring, so they proposed to avoid war within 50 years."

A large piece of mutton got stuck in his throat, even though he had a big throat and eyes, he coughed several times, and the mutton leg in his hand was no longer fragrant.

Jiang Huan "fucked" a few times in his heart, and squeezed out a sentence through his teeth, "Oh, everyone knows about the Dragon Clan."

He couldn't eat any more, so he wiped his hands, stood up and strode out to call the boss, "Boss, we have something to go out, and the rest of the sheep will be roasted and packed for me!"

He turned on his mobile phone to make a voice call, "One of you counts as one, get the hell out of the bar. I have something to say!"

This afternoon, the regular customers of the bar gathered together, and Mei Xiaoyuan also moved a bench to sit in the bar.

Jiang Huan folded his arms and glanced at everyone.Xuan Chang had already sat down, with an elegant demeanor, drinking a glass of club soda.

Jiang Huan gritted his teeth and let out every word.

"I'm telling you, clean your ears and listen. I'm not pregnant, I'm-not-pregnant-understand?"

The monsters nodded their heads, and Cheng Sisi said, "Master, that, it's not shameful to be pregnant..."

Jiang Huan was irritable, "losing your ancestors! Does this have anything to do with shame? If it doesn't, it doesn't!"

Cheng Sisi was worried, "It's always the ancestors, what can you do with your prenatal education?"

Jiang Huan laughed back in anger, "What a fart! Let me tell you, I don't even have a fart in my stomach except for ten packs of French fries and two lambs!"

From a monster to a cultivator, Jiang Huan listened without breath. Jiang Huan's eyes swept like lightning, and he didn't refute but didn't believe him.

He kept staring at Xuan Chang, and the person who tied the bell was needed to untie the bell, so Xuan Chang had to speak up about it.

Jiang Huan strode towards Xuan Chang, "I didn't. Let me tell you, if you force me again, I'll take a knife and cut my stomach open!"

He made up his mind to play tricks and go all over the bar looking for sharp weapons. The monsters and apprentices followed him, trying to persuade him, "You can't do it!"

He searched and couldn't find it, so he simply grabbed Xuan Chang's hand and took off the ring that was transformed into a dragon blood sword from his hand, "Do you believe it, huh? Do you believe it or not!"

The sword could only reveal its shape in Xuan Chang's hand. Jiang Huan urged it with mana, but the sword was still a bright red ring.

Xuan Chang glanced at him, snapped his fingers, and the ring that Jiang Huan took away immediately turned into a long sword.

Jiang Huan held the sword in both hands, and stared at the sword's edge for a moment.

Xuan Chang picked up the cup of club soda again, and even smiled slightly, "Cut it out."

Jiang Huan changed his grip several times while holding the sword, but couldn't go up or down.

"...You are forcing me to wipe my neck and murder my husband, you!"

Jiang Huan put the sword on his neck, but Xuan Chang ignored him and said, "Give me back the sword after wiping it off." He put down the cup and walked away, leaving Jiang Huan's wide-eyed eyes on the spot.