I Became an Anonymous Boss

[Remarks: How much is a living Buddha's heart worth? Is it worth a conscience? 】

"Living Buddha Bodhisattva, Bodhisattva's heart..." Bai Taki tapped his fingers on the table, "I don't understand what it means, are you here? Why are you a riddle?"

……

Beyond the green water, among the group of egrets, a figure stepped out, faltering, gently stroking the egrets' feathers. After watching the scenery on the horizon, she went straight to Lushui Town.

Chapter 750 Four Steamed Buns

Bai Taki went out of the room and saw Mr. Hong. He was standing in the corridor, holding food in his hand, and was slowly testing poison with silver needles and serving chopsticks. He turned around and noticed Bai Taki, showing a good-natured smile.

"The rivers and lakes are old and timid."

"Xiantian is not too afraid of poison, and can suppress it, but I'm afraid Miss Meng can't." Bai Taki nodded in agreement. In fact, there are very few warriors in this world who are good at using poison. The main reason is that warriors are too strong to be poisoned. Kill, unless it is unsolvable and poisonous like soul blood.

"This Lushui town is not very safe. Is Mr. Bai going out?" The old man warned: "It's not safe to go out alone, so be careful and come back after a while, otherwise the store won't open."

"Boy, I remember." Bai Taki said politely, "Just go out for a couple of laps, it won't be too long."

Old Hong watched the young man walk away, pushed open the door, and put the half-heated meal on the table.

Meng Chuxue sat by the window and watched the sunset in the sky, quite unhappy. She glanced at the food, but didn't move her chopsticks for a long time.

"Miss, the food here is actually delicious, and the roast lamb is also a must."

"I don't have an appetite." Meng Chuxue slightly covered her lips, her face pale: "The ones I saw during the day were too..."

"But you still have to eat, otherwise you won't have the strength." Hong Lao said: "The caravan will continue to go to Nantang, stay here for a day and a half, bear with it for a while, when it arrives in Nantang, the situation will change It's much better, there won't be such random killings."

"Yeah." Her temperament was still not high, she just asked sullenly: "Grandpa Hong, is it common for dead people in the Jianghu?"

"Hey." Hong Lao sighed: "I used to have seven brothers who went to the rivers and lakes together, but in the end, only Brother Meng was left. In this rivers and lakes, it is too easy to die. Kill people casually and find a dark place If you lose the corner, you don't even need to bury it... The young lady thinks about being romantic in green shirts. We have also thought about it in the past, and we also hope that we can become that kind of person. We even took the title of the Seven Heroes of the Pass. Only a small half of the dead are left."

"So, are they all fake?" Meng Chuxue asked dully.

"That's not true. I've seen top players in the Southern Tang Dynasty..." Mr. Hong said in a low voice, "Probably a few years ago."

"Yes?"

"The battle of Dugu City shook the world, ranked in the martial arts review, and the third person on the list killed the former Dugu City Lord. He was really romantic in white clothes. He cut through the heavenly gate with one sword and killed the king of heaven on the list. He was much better than those ostentatious swordsmen. "Elder Hong sighed sincerely: "So miss, there are some really romantic people. If you want to see it, you will definitely be able to see it this time. If you like it, you might as well consider choosing a good man."

Meng Chuxue was still engrossed in what she said before, when she was suddenly mentioned, she blushed and said, "Master Hong is not ashamed, what are you talking about? I'm only 15 years old, it's too early to say this..."

"It's almost the age to talk about marriage. It's always right to meet early and cultivate feelings." Old Hong smiled and led the topic: "Miss is beautiful and kind-hearted, and I will definitely find a son-in-law who will take a long time. Take a look at this The scenery from the heights of the rivers and lakes."

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Bai Taki left the restaurant, the blue dragon in his sleeve swam under his clothes, and a head poked out from the collar.

"It can be regarded as taking a breath." Qinglong shook his head: "I'm hungry, I want to eat thorns, I want to eat meat!"

"Duplicate words are disgusting." Bai Taki scolded with a smile, "Don't hold your throat when talking."

Turning around and walking towards a steamed stuffed bun shop, he said, "Here's a steamed stuffed bun."

The owner of the shop is a foreigner from the Western Regions, with long ears, a straight nose, and scales on his neck. He glanced at Shirataki and said, "The buns here are not ordinary buns."

"Is this steamed bun stuffed with noble tea eggs or pineapple?" Bai Taki asked curiously, "Is there any extra money?"

"No." Yiren grinned, his teeth were very sharp: "This is a bun shop for human meat."

As soon as this remark was made, the crowd walking around cast their gazes one after another. Some local people looked at Shirataki, wanting to see how the young man in white would reply.

There are very few outsiders who have the courage to go alone in Lushui Town, and it is not easy to be targeted when they go together, and they will definitely make things difficult for them if they go alone.

Shirataki touched his chin and thought for a moment, then he asked, "Is it delicious?"

This time it was the other people's turn to be stunned, and the Yiren boss was stunned: "This is human flesh!"

"Yes, is it delicious?" Bai Taki was curious: "I haven't eaten human flesh yet."

...Normal people don't know how to eat human flesh, and it's not Qinchuan Derich.

Passers-by immediately stopped watching, it turned out that they were all insane.

The corner of the boss's mouth twitched, but Shirataki continued to ask: "What kind of taste? Sweet, sour, bitter?"

"You'll know if you bite yourself!" The boss clapped the chopping board.

"That won't work, I'm afraid of pain." Bai Taki raised his eyebrows: "You'd better bring me some human flesh buns. Remember, you have to cut them finely to make sausages."

"I don't have meat buns here! Only mutton and pork stuffing!" The boss couldn't stand it anymore and yelled.

"There are so many corpses out there, wouldn't it be enough to pick up one or two at random?" Bai Taki insisted, "Isn't it difficult to pick up eighteen corpses a day?"

"You..." Boss Roubaozi was about to stare.

"Don't be angry, just kidding." Shirataki spread his hands: "Isn't it because you have to scare people? Let's have some buns."

He put down a piece of broken silver, and the Yiren boss handed over the bun wrapped in a lotus leaf, with an unhappy expression on his face.

Shirataki took out a steamed stuffed bun, took a bite, the juice leaked out...the taste was wrong.

He spat out the bun and looked at the bun stuffing in his hand, there was a fingernail hidden in the bun.

At this time, he heard someone laughing wildly. Both the shop owner and the crowd beside him began to laugh, belly laughing, and laughing backwards and forwards.

"This kid really fell for it!" A one-eyed strong man covered his stomach and stomped his feet: "That's a real human flesh bun, hahahahaha——!"

The shop owner covered his face, showing a weird and distorted expression: "Mutton buns are not so cheap, but corpses can be picked up at any time."

Shirataki silently rubbed the center of his brows.

He was not very familiar with the place, but he had forgotten the barbarism and savagery of the frontier.

Although he didn't swallow it down, the sour taste still remained in his mouth and could not dissipate for a long time.

He stood still, and looked sideways at the group of strangers from the Western Regions, his eyes gradually turned cold...

The strangers laughed intermittently. This group of people from a small country in the Western Regions belonged to a different kind of people who were struggling to survive in the cracks. They had always been in groups to survive.

Seeing that the owner of the steamed stuffed bun shop was in trouble, some other people in several other nearby shops and corners also stood up, a crowd of 30 people.

"Boy, I advise you not to make trouble." The owner of the steamed stuffed bun shop took a bite out of the human meat bun, his teeth greasy: "I have been doing business here for more than seven years, you must know that many people like this human meat bun, and the ingredients are all delicious. They were brought back from places outside the Great Wall, they are considered fresh, and the price is not expensive... You don’t know the rules, you don’t know the taste, and if you buy the wrong one, don’t even think about taking it out on me, and I’ve warned you a long time ago, this is Human meat buns, you also want to taste what it tastes like."

He was still in the mood to slowly reason, but the other strangers laughed.

"If it wasn't for this town, you would have been chopped up and made into buns a long time ago."

"You still dare to come to the frontier with this level of knowledge in the rivers and lakes, go home and find milk!"

"What are you looking at! Get out of here!"

The green dragon under Shirataki's sleeves was twirling, she had already shown her sharp claws, and could hardly hold back the blue dragon flames.

The different pupils in white remained motionless, and looked at the strangers indifferently and indifferently. It is not difficult to kill these people or destroy this town. It is a matter of one move, but he does not want to waste time on such boring things superior.

So he walked back, threw the bun on the table, and reached out to get his broken silver.

"The business you have done, there is no reason for you to go back on your word." Of course, the alien boss disagreed, and his five fingers turned into claws, and directly slashed at Bai Taki's shoulder.

But seeing the sleeves of the white clothes tremble slightly, as if dust was being brushed away, the shop owner hit him with a huge force, one arm broke off at the shoulder, and the whole person flew upside down, smashing the room The soil and rocks on the wall fell to the grass in an instant and passed out.

Bai Taki picked up the silver, and under the horrified sight of other strangers, he shook his sleeves, picked up the broken silver, and then took out a bottle of Nongfu Spring from his pocket to rinse his mouth, washed away the strange smell in his mouth, and threw it away. With two mints in his mouth, he slowly walked away.

No one thought that Shirataki would really do it, and no one thought that his strength at such a young age was already so terrifying.

The strange man was shocked, and hurriedly helped the fainted fellow, his expression contorted one after another.

"He's still alive, he's not dead! But with one broken arm, he's useless."

"It's a taboo to do something in Lushui Town!"

"Go and tell the boss, this man in white can't let him get out alive!"

"Yes, he might run, keep an eye on him, don't let him go!"

The undercurrent surged, and the crowd moved.

Shirataki found a new steamed stuffed bun shop, and the owner of the shop was a kind-hearted native from the Central Plains, and there seemed to be no problem.

He learned to be smart this time, and instead of eating the buns immediately after buying them, he handed them to Xiaoqing and smiled kindly at her: "Hey, take a bite."

Xiaoqing tilted her head, disgusted: "I may not be a human, but you are also a real dog."

"You're not human anyway."

"I want to become a human!"

"Wouldn't that be better? If so, it's just to make you more human, from the inside out."

"Bah, bah, eat it yourself!" Xiaoqing still turned her head, refusing to be the test subject.

Shirataki was helpless, he walked a few steps, suddenly his eyes lit up, and he noticed a figure in the corner.

Most of the time, Lushui Town will be brightly lit all night, but the corners are often darker.

He saw a beggar squatting in the corner, so he walked over, took out a bun and handed it over.

"Are you hungry?"

He showed a helpful smile: "Come on, just a steamed stuffed bun."

Chapter 750 The fifth little beggar

Beggars are rare in Lushui Town, and almost extinct.

There are people who sell human meat buns here, and ordinary people dare not come here. They are either businessmen who do business outside the customs for high profits, or bandits who rely on their superior military strength, or rangers who roam the rivers and lakes, or they are elites who study abroad. The children dare not stay in such a place.

The most kind-hearted people are of course ordinary people. High-ranking dignitaries, businessmen, or thugs have no sympathy. Beggars can easily die if they stay in such a place.

Lushui Town, with a huge temperature difference between day and night, is hot during the day and cold at night.

There are very few well-meaning people like Shirataki who meddle in their own business, so he knelt down and handed over a steaming steamed bun.

In the darkness, the little beggar sitting on the ground raised his eyes. He was covered in a layer of gray cloth, his whole body was in tatters, his feet were worn out cloth shoes, and his palms were covered with dust.

Probably because he couldn't trust strangers, he didn't take the bun from Bai Taki's hand.

The young man was a little disappointed, he leaned up slightly, his facial features were revealed under the light, he was about to take the bun away, but saw the little beggar suddenly stretched out his hand, took the white bun from his hand, and then bit off a bite, rather wolfing it down meaning.

Shirataki asked, "Is there any strange smell?"

The opponent shook his head.