Dreaming back to the Tang Dynasty, I was working as a detective in Chang'an

Boss Hua ordered the waiter to serve the stewed pig's trotters.

"You know, your grandfather's favorite food is my stewed pig's trotters. He said that I am not suitable to be the head of the Huayan sect, but more suitable to be the cook, so I became the cook, and this time I will become the cook. 20 years."

As she spoke, she turned her head towards the window, lost in thought.

Fatty and I are also really hungry. Not to mention, Boss Hua’s stewed pig trotters is truly unparalleled in the world, but she never sells them. She stews two of them every day and then throws them away at night.

"Boss Hua, we came to you today to ask you to do two things for us."

"it is good."

"You don't ask what it is?"

"Anything is possible." Boss Hua said calmly.

"We want your dragon-slaying knife and your help in making my head."

"can."

After saying that, she groped towards the back hall. After a while, she slowly walked out of the back hall with a cloth bag in her hand.

"This is the token of the head of our Huayan sect. I haven't taken it out for 20 years. Remember, this knife is not an auspicious thing. It will definitely see blood when it is unsheathed. The gods are afraid of killing gods. Dragons and dragons are afraid.”

As she said that, she handed the knife to the fat man.

"Our Huayan sect also has a unique skill, which is to make puppets, which are more real than real people. You said you want to make a human head, whose head do you want to be?"

"Your Majesty, can you do it?"

"It's not that it can't be done, but the problem is that I have never met the emperor. You have to let me touch his face before I can do it."

"Is there any other way?"

"Another way is to use plaster to make a mold of your face. That works too."

"This method may still work. Let's go do it now and say goodbye."

"Where is your grandpa buried? I want to stay with him. This is what I will miss for the rest of my life."

"Okay, when we finish this, I will carry you on my back."

Boss Hua nodded, slowly stood up and walked to the back hall, never coming out again.

We said goodbye to Boss Hua and rushed towards Chang'an City.

On the way, I asked the fat man:

"How do you make a plaster mold of the emperor's face? Your Majesty, please give in. Isn't this a matter of annihilating the nine tribes? Besides, not everyone can enter the emperor's imperial city?"

"I have a way to get into the imperial city, but I haven't figured out how to put the plaster on the emperor's face."

"We already have dragon-slaying knives. Wouldn't it be over if we just slashed the demonic dragon with the knife? Why do we have to go to so much trouble to make a fake head for it?"

"I heard from grandpa that the demon dragon must use the Huayan Sect's dragon-slaying knife. That knife is made of ten thousand-year-old fine steel and fed with human blood. Therefore, the knife will see blood when it is unsheathed. This is the only one. The sword can defeat it, but I am not sure of victory."

The fat man's face was solemn. I had never seen him so unconfident, and I couldn't help but feel worried.

"I want to use a fake head first to see if I can fool it, and save Huier and the others first. If it doesn't work, then I have to fight."

We walked for two days and arrived at the West Market. The fat man led me to an inn and said that I would stay there first and then find a way to enter the imperial city.

There are not many people in this inn, which is relatively quiet. The owner is a shrewd middle-aged man with a beard, but he is a sissy, with the shrewdness and calculation of a businessman.

"Hey, Fatty, you haven't been here for many days. Some gust of wind brought you here."

As he spoke, he curled his orchid fingers and put his arm on the fat man's shoulders.

The fat man smiled broadly and said:

"Damn it, hurry up and give us a pot of good wine and cut two pounds of beef. I'm so hungry." He took out a silver coin from his arms and stuffed it into his bearded hand.

"Okay, here are the arrangements for you." The bearded man turned around with a smile, swung his hips and walked away. Before leaving, he didn't forget to pinch the fat man's face.

I felt like vomiting while watching. This fat man's taste was really strong.

I followed the example of a sissy with a beard and said with a smile:

"Fat Master, you are so lucky, hahaha."

The fat man said seriously:

"Don't underestimate him. He has a nickname called Know-It-All. As long as you have money, he can accomplish anything for you. We need his help when we enter the palace this time."

After a while, the waiter served us beef, a bottle of wine, and several side dishes.

We ate in a hurry, and the fat man motioned for me to follow him.

This inn is a three-story wooden structure, with the lobby on the first floor, the inn on the second and third floors, and the bearded boss lives in a room on the third floor.

The fat man knocked on the door, the bearded man said yes inside, and the door creaked open.

The bearded man wore a loose robe, his face was breathing black mud, his eyes were closed, and he said:

"Who is so annoying? She is just taking care of her beauty. She really knows how to choose the right time."

"Why don't you welcome me to do business with you?"

"Hey, it's Fatty. As long as there's business to do, you're welcome at any time."

He said and let us in.

Good guy, this room can only be described as gorgeous. The floor is covered with a carpet from Persia, the color is red and green, which is called gorgeous.

The walls are covered with gaudy paintings of various ladies. There is a huge bed in the room. The bed is covered with a large purple tapestry with gold embroidery, a green Suzhou embroidered silk quilt, and Persian crystals beside the bed. The lamps have patterns of colored glaze and are colorful.

"Please sit down and wait for me."

The bearded man winked at the fat man, and the mud on his face dried up and fell down, looking very strange.