Douluo metal legend

Chapter 51 Dragon Blood Pig

Tang Xuan nodded, took the toilet water and wiped it on.

What Brother Hanyong said makes sense. It’s better to have something than nothing. If you wipe it yourself, others don’t wipe it. If the bugs come, they will bite others first. This can save lives in critical moments.

Seeing this, the man next to him asked for it: "Little brother, can you share it with us?"

Tang Xuan nodded, and passed the toilet water in his hand: "Yes, take it and use it."

"Thank you little brother."

During the chat, Tang Xuan knew that these two elder brothers were from Henan in the Star Luo Empire. They had participated in many tomb robbery operations over the years and had rich experience.

One is called Chen's family and the other is called Chen Bao, they are people from the same township and surname.

The brave old man from the Northeast is very familiar with making friends. He took out two bottles of Erguotou from his backpack, drank a few mouthfuls of spicy wine, and immediately became friends with these two old brothers from Henan.

The Chen family: "As for tomb robbery, it's not that we're bragging. Let me tell you, brother, there are quite a few tombs in our village. We've been visiting them since we were young."

Hanyong's eyes lit up: "Really? Then if there is a chance to bring brothers, let's vote?"

"There is nothing to do. Although there are many tombs in our place, those tombs have been robbed countless times. There is no danger in them, and there are no cultural relics missed by the ghosts. At most, we can find some worthless ones." broken tiles and tiles."

"It's not like here, there are fewer tombs, but there are also fewer thieves."

He bravely said with a serious face: "That's not the case. There are many tombs in the Central Plains. Although there are many robbers, there will always be fish that slip through the net. Maybe there are still large tombs that have not been robbed! For example, what kind of folklore Or in a weird place, there may be a tomb."

"Hey, your words reminded me that there is indeed a legend about Zhu Xingdi, the emperor of the underworld. It is said that his tomb..."

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early morning.

It was just dawn.

Everyone packed their luggage and continued on their way. After four hours of non-stop traversing mountains and mountains, they finally arrived at their destination at around 09:30 in the morning.

Looking from a distance, Tang Xuan saw a majestic mountain peak standing in front of him, and at the foot of the mountain, there was a wave of cooking smoke rising.

There is a scene of fire and smoke in this no-man's land, no need to guess, it can only be the gathering place of the tomb robbers who came first.

"Everyone has seen it. That is the destination. Mr. Chen and the others will wait there. You can go there by yourself."

After the leader finished speaking, he started to walk back. Someone asked him where he was going.

The team leader replied with a smile: "Find a high place, I have to wait for the wind. Don't worry, I will send you home when you are done. This is not the first time we have cooperated. We have a good reputation."

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After watching the leader leave, everyone continued to set off. This distance that can be seen can be reached in an hour.

On the way, bravely pulled Tang Xuan over, and told him: "Xiaoxuan, I will see Mr. Chen later, if he asks you, remember to answer carefully, remember what I told you before. "

Tang Xuan nodded seriously.

Bravery is not a big boss, of course it is impossible to randomly stuff people into the tomb robbery organization. The reason he uses is that Tang Xuan once worked as a handyman in a professional archaeological team. After seeing a lot of pigs running, he naturally learned two points and digging holes. The technique is skilled and the price is close to the people.

For this reason, Hanyong also gave Tang Xuan some impromptu teachings. The major is definitely not professional, but if asked, it's okay to fool around.

Not long after, Tang Xuan met the first tomb robber who came to this world—Master Chen.

This is a 40-year-old man with a short stature. He wears a Chinese tunic suit and military boots. He is dressed in a very ordinary way. His appearance is no different from that of ordinary people. At most, his eyes look more energetic and sharp.

Lord Chen glanced around the audience, clasped his fists with both hands, and said calmly: "This trip is troublesome, no matter whether I can find what I want during this trip, I, Chen Zhengjun, hereby promise everyone that I will never treat you badly afterwards."

Someone in the team replied: "Master Chen, we are old acquaintances, and everyone believes what you say."

As soon as these words came out, most people in the team immediately responded. It can be seen that Chen Zhengjun's reputation still holds a lot of weight in the hearts of many people.

"I know you're here today. I'm almost ready for lunch. It just happened that I hunted a thousand-year-old dragon's blood pig on the mountain yesterday. I buried it and stewed it last night. It should be cooked by now, so it's ready for dinner. Everyone will eat to their heart's content later, you are welcome, take a rest after eating, I am not in a hurry." Chen Zhengjun pointed to the bonfire not far away, there was obviously a raised bump under the bonfire, and the wild boar was lying on the carbon soil. simmer.

Everyone smiled and expressed their thanks to Chen Jianjun.

After half an hour, dinner is served.

Several people used military shovels to dig out the dragon's blood pig from the hot scorched earth, and a strong smell of meat spread, and everyone swallowed at the same time.

So delicious.

This dragon's blood pig was bled, its internal organs were removed and the whole pig was thrown into a pit. After being buried with hot sand and carbon ash, a bonfire was placed on it to keep the temperature.

The cooking method is very simple, which is the same as that of beggar's chicken.

The hair of the wild boar was carbonized at high temperature, scraped with a knife, the crispy skin and soft pork, sprinkled with a little chili powder and cumin, it is delicious!
In the past few days, the big guys either ate instant noodles or dry food, and those who could withstand this kind of temptation immediately formed a circle, tearing and devouring.

Everyone's mouth was full of oil, and after a big meal, everyone covered their stomachs and looked at the remaining steaming pork, reluctant to part.

It's not that everyone doesn't want to continue eating, but that they can't eat.

There are more than 30 people in a pig of five or six thousand catties, and it is really impossible to finish a meal.

"It's so comfortable, hiccup..." Tang Xuan patted his big belly and hiccupped.

Chen Zhengjun came over, smiled and said, "If everyone likes it, I will go into the mountains later and see if I can hunt one back."

Tang Xuan couldn't help but look at Chen Zhengjun more. In fact, the moment he saw the weight of this dragon blood pig, he completely dispelled his doubts about Chen Zhengjun's identity as Soul Emperor.

The reason is simple, this dragon's blood pig is too old, it is estimated to be more than 6000 years, even if ordinary soul masters have helpers, they may not be killed.

Even if a dozen soul masters go into the mountain to hunt such a big dragon's blood pig, it's enough to brag about it for a whole year.

Hearing Chen Zhengjun's relaxed tone now, it seemed that hunting this kind of dragon blood pig was a piece of cake without any difficulty. Of course, Tang Xuan had reason to be more convinced of Chen Zhengjun's identity as the Soul Emperor powerhouse.

(End of this chapter)