My wife is the sect leader

"Are the two guest officials top-notch or staying in the hotel?"

Just then, a woman in her 30s came out.

The woman's clothes were weird, she was wearing a Nanban hat, and her accent was a little different from that of Jiangnan Dao.

His face is charming and gaudy, his body is plump and enchanting.

"This may be an inn run by a Southern barbarian." Lou Xiangzhen said with a faint smile, "Let's have something to eat first, and then stay in the inn."

"This guest officer has good eyesight."

The enchanting woman grinned and said: "The head of the family and I are from Nanman, and it has been seven years now. Yesterday, a new batch of my Nanman's special food king snake arrived. I wonder if the two guests are interested."

An Jing frowned slightly: "Snake meat?"

In his impression, snake meat is not very tasty, anyway, he doesn't like to eat it very much.

Lou Xiangzhen waved his hand, "Then I'll have two, I haven't eaten Nanman's King Snake for many years, and I'll serve you two jars of good wine."

"okay."

The woman showed a strange smile, and then walked quickly towards the counter, "Boss, get some snake meat."

"understood."

Beside the counter, there was a one-eyed man who spoke in a low voice.

After finishing speaking, he walked towards the back kitchen.

Lou Xiangzhen sat down, and said calmly: "The king snake is a characteristic of Nanman. It is said that an adult king snake is seven meters long. The snake meat is fresh and tender, and it is delicious."

An Jing sat down and touched the tabletop habitually. It was spotless and thoroughly clean.

Lou Xiangzhen poured himself a cup of tea, and said, "The Nanman civilization was relatively late, and most of the tribes are in the deep mountains, and some tribes are still living in a place where they drink blood. If you have time, you can go to the Nanman to have a look. "

Through these few days of contact, Lou Xiangzhen clearly felt that An Jing lacked the experience of traveling the rivers and lakes. A real swordsman was tempered by countless times of blood.

A comfortable and peaceful life simply cannot cultivate a true master swordsman.

This is Lou Xiangzhen's understanding.

"You come and help me sharpen the knife."

Not long after, a man's voice came from the back kitchen.

The enchanting woman nodded to An Jing and Lou Xiangzhen, then walked towards the back kitchen.

An Jing also got up and walked a few steps, looking towards the back kitchen through the gap.

The ground of the inn is very clean, but the back kitchen is horribly dirty, with oil stains and stains everywhere. In addition to garbage, there are some minced meat and bone residue on the ground. The air wafts a strong smell of blood.

At this time, the enchanting woman seemed to sense something, and subconsciously looked outside the back kitchen.

The hall was empty, and An Jing and Lou Xiangzhen sat on the table drinking tea and chatting, and she was relieved.

The work of serving the dishes was not slow, and after a while, a plate of meat with the same fragrance was brought up, and the mouth-watering meat fragrance wafted out.

After the enchanting woman presented the king snake meat, she left.

An Jing glanced at the snake meat, and then said via voice transmission: "It's not poisonous."

Lou Xiangzhen nodded, then picked up the chopsticks and put the snake meat in his mouth, but he didn't chew a few mouthfuls, frowned suddenly, and spit it out.

"What?" An Jing asked.

"The taste of this meat is weird...it doesn't look like king snake meat, but it's more delicious than king snake meat"

Lou Xiangzhen's expression became extremely strange.

The two looked at each other, but they didn't speak any more, and they didn't even drink the wine on the table.

An Jing casually stirred the meat a few times with bamboo chopsticks, and shouted loudly: "We're done eating, is there a place to rest?"

The enchanting woman walked out of the kitchen upon hearing the words, and asked suspiciously, "So fast?"

An Jing said with a smile: "Yes, we always eat very quickly."

The enchanting woman shrugged her shoulders, wiped her hands with a cloth, stepped forward, looked down at the meat on the table, and asked in a concentrated voice: "Objective, is it because the taste doesn't suit your taste?"

Lou Xiangzhen beside him said calmly: "I don't have a good appetite."

The enchanting woman stared at the two of them for a moment, then laughed, and said, "Okay, I'll take you back to your room to rest."

Then the enchanting woman brought An Jing to the back room, which had a row of guest rooms.

"The guest rooms here are all cleaned up, please."

The room was stuffy and had a musty smell, but it was clean.

"That didn't look like snake meat just now."

An Jing sat on a chair in the middle of the house, glanced around and said in a low voice.

"Absolutely not."

Lou Xiangzhen reminded: "Let's rest first, these two people have kung fu, but they can't make waves, don't you have to explore Nanhua Mountain at night, there are masters in the mountain."

An Jing nodded, and when the time came, he would drive the thousand-year-old black boa to go up the mountain with him. As long as he didn't meet a master in the realm of masters, he would definitely not have to worry about his life.

The Qisha Sect is not even counted as the Seven Sects in Dayan, so it should be a master without the realm of a master.

Afterwards, Lou Xiangzhen returned to his room.

An Jing took out Lou Xiangzhen's sword drawing and began to study it.

At this moment, he is eager to improve his strength.

"Heartbeat kills..."

.........

Yuzhou City, Datong Teahouse.

The night was getting dark, and the Datong Teahouse was about to close.

The shopkeeper of Datong Teahouse said to the waiter: "Laifu, go and pour some leftovers for that little black boy, he is a loyal dog."

"I see."

Upon hearing this, Laifu poured out all the leftovers from the back kitchen, and then walked quickly to the door of Jishitang.

Little Heizai was lying on the doorway, drowsy, as if he heard footsteps, he slowly raised his head to look.

"Eat, poor little one."

Laifu looked at Little Heizai, shook his head and sighed, "It's only been about ten days, and I've lost a lot of weight."

He remembered clearly that when Dr. An's family was in the past, the black dog jumped happily every day, and it was raised with a fat head and big ears, and its belly was so round that it would stick to the ground.

It's only been ten days now, and the black dog has lost a lot of weight.

"Ow!"

Little Heizai yelled at Laifu, and then slowly walked to the rice bowl and licked a few mouthfuls.

Lai Fu said with emotion: "Life is so impermanent. How lively Ji Shi Tang used to be, how kind-hearted Dr. An and Mrs. An are, hey!"

"Even if they're gone, you have to take care of yourself."

Little Heizai licked it, then took small steps and lay down towards the distance, as if he didn't want to eat more.

"Don't you want to eat more?"

Seeing this, Laifu couldn't help but understand.

Little Heizai lay listlessly on the ground, ignoring Laifu at all.

"I'll just put it here, if you want to eat, you can eat some more."

Lai Fu sighed, and left after speaking.

Little Heizai was still lying on the ground, looking into the distance with his dark eyes, as if he was waiting for something.

Not long after, two furtive shadows appeared not far away.

One of them is the bully Song Lin.

Song Lin stood in the distance, staring at the little black boy and said, "That black dog has lost a lot of weight now, which is a pity."

"Brother Lin, are we really going to do this?"

A young man next to him hesitated and said: "It is said that this dog was left by Dr. Na'an. It lies at the door of Jishi Hall every day. It is a good dog."

Since An Jing's death, Little Heizai has been lying in this Jishitang. The Bai surnames passing by are deeply moved, and some people will throw some food to Little Heizai, and as time goes by, Little Heizai has become famous.

Song Lin slapped the young man on the head, "Anyone who raises a dog knows that they are loyal, but I raised you, a waste. The key is to let you do something, and you can't do it well."

Then I will compare with the dog! ?

The young man slandered in his heart, but he dared not speak on his face.

"This dog is thinner now, maybe it tastes better. If it gets thinner, it will lose its meat."

Song Lin stared at the little black boy, and smiled, "We'll catch him later, and throw him to Chef Wang at Wuyang Restaurant. His dog meat is a must."

As Song Lin said, she took out a cloth bag from her waist and handed it to the young man.

"Okay... okay."

The young man sighed, and walked towards Little Heizai cautiously.

Little Heizai seemed to smell the scent, moved his ears, looked into the distance, and saw a young man walking towards it cautiously with a cloth bag.

"Wang Wang Wang!"

Little Heizai stood up vigilantly and started barking at the young man.

"Hurry up, don't waste time." Seeing this, Song Lin quickly shouted, "It will be troublesome if you attract other people."

"I see."

Hearing this, the young man opened his bag and rushed forward.

How smart is the little black boy?

The moment he saw the cloth bag open, he ran wildly into the distance.

The young man rushed to nothing, but accidentally knocked over the leftovers.

"Where are you going!?"

Song Lin also rushed over at this time, trying to stop Little Heizai's way.

Little Heizai accelerated, trying to rush from under Song Lin's crotch.

But Song Lin also had sharp eyesight and quick hands. She stretched out her palm and grabbed the little black boy by the tail, then smiled triumphantly.

"Hahaha, fight me, Song Lin?"

"Brother Lin is Brother Lin."

The young man next to him laughed when he saw this.

"Ouch!"

At this moment, Little Heizai turned over and bit Song Lin's arm.

Song Lin only felt a pain in her arm, and subconsciously let go of her hand.

Little Heizai rolled twice on the ground, and then ran away quickly.

"Brother Lin, are you okay?" The young man hurried over.

"Damn it!" Song Lin looked at her wrist, because spring was approaching, and he only changed into a thin shirt today, and the little black boy's bite directly made blood flow from his bite.

"Lin... Brother Lin, you don't have mad dog disease, do you?"

When the young man saw this, his face turned pale with fright.

Ordinary people know that if they are bitten by a dog, nothing will happen if they are lucky, but if they are unlucky, they may suffer from mad dog disease, which can even lead to death if it cannot be cured.

Song Lin felt a chill in her heart when she heard the young man's words.

"Wang Wang Wang!"

At this time, Little Heizai was standing by the Yuzhou River and saw that the two people behind him hadn't followed up, so he started barking at them.

"Damn it! This dog is provoking us!"