This killer is a warm man [rebirth]

Mo Liang made a lot of money for the Nanfeng Pavilion and became a legend for a while.

For a long time, the shopkeeper's mantra has become: "There is only an unpleasant axe, and there is no firewood that cannot be split. Mo Liang has earned this amount, why don't you work harder?"

But shopkeeper Chai said this that night: "Mo Liang, according to the old rules, all the head wraps given by benefactors have to be handed in."

The silver ingots given by Ji Han, wrapped around his head, cannot be returned to Mo Liang.

Just like the kilns shown on TV, the shopkeeper regularly checks the rooms, and the husbands have been searched and wiped out.Of course, in order to stimulate the enthusiasm of the husband-in-law, the shopkeeper will also reward money according to the amount of money he earns.

"It's not too much to give you 20 taels of reward this time, but the medicine money, food money, and clothes money in the past are miscellaneous, and they are not enough to deduct. This ingot of silver is a lottery I gave you out of my own pocket. Don't let others know, so as not to die." Right and wrong." Shopkeeper Chai seemed extraordinarily generous.

Mo Liang silently took back the silver ingot.

A rule is a rule, and when you have no ability to break the rules, you have to follow the rules.

When he was a husband, no one ordered, and he would starve to death sooner or later, Mo Liang applied to do odd jobs in the kitchen. When the shopkeeper heard about it, he beamed with joy: "Oh, this is a good idea. Make the best use of it. Before lunch every day, you Chop wood and set fire to the stove; after lunch, you go back to the restaurant, and it happens that there are more customers at this time.”

Liu Tuozi, the chef in the kitchen, finally got a helper to cut firewood, carry water, water the vegetable garden... He used it to death, and Mo Liang was exhausted and paralyzed.

One job becomes two jobs with no pay.

Mo Liang vomited blood.

Being a husband after doing odd jobs, of course no one would order, but Mo Liang had already figured out a way to stand next to the husband who had no business and was deserted.Mo Liangchou, with such a comparison, any good-natured man will be in the wind, and the probability of being hit has soared.As a result, several husbands fell in love with Mo Liang.

One of them was Shan Qiao.Shan Qiao is also 20 years old, with normal looks, character eyebrows, and a mournful face. He has been in Nanfeng Pavilion for ten years and knows everything well.Ever since he got in touch with Mo Liang, his performance has gone up several times. Shan Qiao happily said that Mo Liang is his God of Wealth.

Shanqiao talked a lot, so he dragged Mo Liang to chat.

Mo Liang has been puzzled by a question for a long time: Shopkeeper Chai always says he has bought newcomers, but where are these newcomers?

Shan Qiao said mysteriously: "Do you know how to boil eagles? Freshly captured wild eagles are arrogant, they have to be boiled, they have to be trained, and they don't sleep for a few days. After the wildness is worn out, they will slowly teach them how to hunt——Xianggong Similarly, who is born to be a husband? The more outstanding a person is, the more arrogant he is, the less willing he is to be a plaything for others." There is a specialization in the art field, and those newcomers are being tortured|trained.

Does everyone do it?Then don't you know the way?Mo Liang's face suddenly changed.

Shan Qiao was surprised: "Although it was signed by Mr. Chai, the shopkeeper Chai bought you to do odd jobs. I didn't expect you to be sick for more than ten days after you came - no wonder you can't remember. When you came, you were burned all over." Confused, stupefied, coughing non-stop, like having tuberculosis, everyone is afraid, otherwise he will be thrown into the north wing room? Finally sober, coincidentally, just happened to meet that picky bastard with one eye The evil scorpion is a good man, you hit him, and you were almost beaten to death."

Later, it was his own soul that passed through, and his body was too weak to be a miscellaneous, so he was left as a husband who no one wanted.

Cause and effect, that's it.

Coincidentally, when Mo Liang returned to the north wing room, he saw a few strangers dragging a man in and throwing him under the tree in the yard. The man with the head said in a rough voice, "You guys are sold anyway, in black and white. You can't escape wherever you go! Isn't it just to be a husband? You take it seriously, and you can choose the delicious food and drink from now on! It's worth being stubborn, and seeing being beaten like this by Xiangtang Master, it's not worth it, even our brothers Everyone is troubled!" Whoever is the head of Xiangtang, is the kind of person who tunes and teaches the princes.

The man on the ground collapsed into a ball and did not answer.

Mo Liang stopped, clapped his hands together, and said to Mo Liang: "Here, come here. This one is a new husband. He refuses to be disciplined. He will stay here for a few days. Don't meddle in his own business!" Completely walk away.

The new husband who was thrown away was dressed in ragged clothes, his exposed skin was bruised and purple, and there was no obvious wound or blood. Well, the husband, the skin is broken and the money is lost.Mo Liang knew at a glance that he would not die like this, not only would he not die, but his mind must be very clear, and he would not miss any pain.

This is boiled eagle.

To tame the wild eagle, not to die.

Mo Liang glanced at it, and his eyes lit up: this "wild eagle" is good-looking, embarrassed and undisguised, looks in his late twenties, with impeccable facial contours, sharp eyebrows, a straight nose, and just the right thickness of lips.

Just at this time, "Wild Eagle" opened his eyes and took a look at Mo Liang.

Those murderous eyes, this murderous appearance, there is a kind of unruly aura for no reason, this is the aura of "wild eagle", comparing Tan Yunliu to a duck on the ground.It is conceivable that in time, when he appears in a fine attire, he will absolutely shock the audience into silence—no wonder, this "wild eagle" is not a docile master from appearance to temperament!

This is a rare breed in Xianggong!

Nanfeng Pavilion has a crop of husbands with different styles. No wonder the business is booming. Customers can get what they want. Mo Liang's admiration for shopkeeper Chai has reached a new level. He detoured and left, leaving "rare husband" One was in pain.

That night, in early winter, it started to rain, and the thin quilt covered his chest but could not cover his feet, so Mo Liang curled up into a ball.

Curled up until midnight, the knock on the door broke the tangle.

Mo Liang took a look with the lamp, and sure enough, "Wild Eagle" was lying on the ground, with one leg drenched in the rain, the light was dim, and he couldn't see his appearance clearly. He was also pale and bloodless.People are cooking eagles, Mo Liang can't be nosy, and closed the door with a bang.

The knock on the door never came again.

After a while, Mo Liang couldn't stand the cold any longer, so he got up and went to the backyard to chop firewood.After chopping a pile of firewood and the sun was high, he walked towards the stove with the firewood in his arms, only to see that the other end was kicking a person on the ground, and he said angrily, "Then who, why did you let him into the room?"

Blame me?He climbed in by himself, and my husband-in-law who was a handyman didn't work part-time as an eagle.

Mo Liang left expressionlessly, and the sound of beating came from behind.

Not all eagles will become falcons. Those who can't survive will die, and those who can survive will count.I won’t talk about those who would rather die than surrender; just talk about those who survived, who was voluntary in the first place?Who is willing to bend a straight spine?

However, hunters who can catch eagles are cold-blooded and will not have a trace of emotion. If they fail to become eagles, they would rather destroy them, and there is absolutely no reason to release wild eagles back into the sky.Boiling the eagle, boiling the husband, and boiling the killer are all the same idea. At the beginning, Mo Liang was seven years old and refused to kill after being beaten bloody. Later... In short, he became a cold-blooded killer.Some people say that killers are cold-blooded, but that's purely because they don't hurt their backs while standing up and talking.A killer, if he has the habit of helping others, will be killed every minute. Only by not caring about everything, killing people, taking money, and leaving, can he live long.

Mo Liang is a pure killer, he can only kill.

A killer can't do without a weapon.

The dagger that was to be replaced a few days ago has been forged, and it has been thinned a lot, and the hair is broken.The blacksmith excitedly said that this was the most exquisite and sharpest dagger he had ever forged in his life.Mo Liang accepted it, but said that it could be half thinner.As soon as the blacksmith heard it, he would fry the pot. It is so thin that it is made with the heart, no matter how thin it is, it is unreasonable.

Mo Liang put the ingot of silver on it.

The blacksmith was startled, and stroking his messy beard: "This is from the sword master, right? It's so true, I just added a word: don't forget to give Mo Liang the rule money when you enter the restaurant, ha, the geese have plucked hair, You can’t enter your door for nothing, right? Tell me, what else do you want to forge?”

Let’s talk about why Ji Han stuffed his own money in the end. The source is here. Mo Liang said: “These two things should be forged according to the size and shape on the paper.”

A Hidden Blade, a Swiss Army Knife.

The detailed anatomy diagrams and cross-sectional drawings are clearly drawn. Mo Liang believes that it is no problem for a blacksmith to make such a delicate dagger.The blacksmith clicked his tongue when he saw it, and even asked what this thing could be used for: "Could it be that you used to be a painter? The Hidden Blade really looks like a painting!"

"Draw pencil drawings for several years."

"pencil drawing?"

Mo Liang didn't continue talking.At that time, in order to kill a person, he sneaked into the studio.The teacher thought he was a student, and taught him the posture of catching a paintbrush, and told him that the shadow on the back of the apple should not be completely black, and the place against the table must be wiped with a little light. , I couldn't control myself for a while, so I bought a basket of pencils when I turned around, and drew according to the real thing when I had nothing to do.

It used to be a pastime, but now it is a skill point.

The two of them had just finished talking about the saber when a man with the appearance of a servant came in and hurriedly said, "Have the shackles and torture needles that Master Xie wants?"

The blacksmith showed disgust, dragged out some shackles, iron chains and the like from a corner, and threw them on the table.Mo Liang glanced at it. The shackles were very thin, not like handcuffing prisoners, and the pile of thin needles didn't look like needles for sewing.After the servant left, the blacksmith waved his hand as if trying to catch the bad luck: "One kind of rice breeds a hundred kinds of people. Look at what wicked things that one-eyed evil scorpion did. Whoever falls into his hands will be unlucky!"

Cyclops?The name is ear-piercing.

Mo Liang suddenly remembered that the person who beat Yuan's body until he lay on the bed for five days was also a big enemy.The things that this servant took away should be props used by the one-eyed evil scorpion to torture people.New props are like new clothes, once you get them, you will definitely want to try them.

Which husband is going to be unlucky tonight?

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