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Volume of Inheritance: Transformation of Demonic Veins Chapter 109: Ghosts in the Long Street

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    After Lin Fengjin and his party came in, they established their authority, and then came out with real money. The shopkeeper also knew that he was a bad person that he couldn't afford to offend, so he was willing to give money reasonably, so he just put out something.  With a little thought of seeking wealth and life, he nodded and bowed his head and came to wait attentively. Just as he opened his mouth to tell the name of the dish, the wild boar said crisply:

    "Three plates of rice intestines, noodles and lungs, twenty grilled naan breads, and half a sheep. We'll bring our own wine here. I won't drink the sour vinegar water you have here."

    After hearing what the wild boar said, the shopkeeper gave up even the last chance of trying to fool people, and hurriedly went to the back to fawn over. The names of the dishes that the wild boar came to when he opened his mouth would not be possible if he had not lived here all year round.  The weather here is dry. After killing the cattle and sheep, the intestines and lungs are washed, then rice noodles and seasonings are poured into them, and then salted. After drying, this is a very distinctive flavor.  Children's delicacies and snacks.

    Because the rice noodles poured into it will be added with "coriander", a spicy plant unique to the Xirong Desert, the steamed rice intestines and noodles are a good dish to go with wine.  It only exists in deserts and Gobi areas where the climate must be dry. Otherwise, it will smell immediately before it dries.

    And the word "heart-grabbing sheep" is only called by experts. It must be an old butcher with many years of experience, but he must also have strong hands and a fast knife. He cuts a slit in the sheep's chest, stretches his right hand straight in, and cuts the sheep with a knife.  Grab the sheep's heart and pinch off the artery. This way, the wound will be small and the sheep will die quickly. Moreover, all the sheep's blood will be trapped in the meat.

    If this is done, like most hemp sheep or big-eared sheep, the meat will be very fishy and unpalatable if mixed with blood. Only a local goat that is hybridized with wild yellow sheep uses this method.  After the killing method, cook the mutton until it is medium rare. When the blood has just collected, it tastes even more tender and plump.  Delicate and delicious.

    After all the dishes were served, Lin Fengjin and others simply took out the drinks they had brought and opened the mud seal, and the aroma of wine immediately overflowed.  Drifted away.  What is Lin Fengjin¡¯s current status?  The fine wine that can be put into his mouth can be said to be a better product than the royal wine that is offered as tribute.

    Youdao is that you have to compare goods. What good things can be found in this remote place?  The people in this inn originally thought that the "gangan wine" brewed here was quite fragrant, but when they smelled the wine that Lin Fengjin and the others brewed, they immediately realized that what they were drinking was not wine at all.  .  That's vinegar, okay?

    At this time, the wild boar waved and whispered a few words to the waiter in the shop. The waiter nodded and listened. After a while, he nodded with joy, and then rushed to the table next to him to chatter.  After a while, he saw a thin, dark, middle-aged man wearing a colorful turban next to him, turning his head and staring at him. Then he stood up and put his hands on his chest.  Goodbye with ten fingers.

    This is the "Pan Daoer" gesture used by the underworld in Xirong. It is similar to the secret code of "The King of Heaven Covers the Earth Tiger", but it is used to confirm whether he is one of his own. The wild boar looked at it and stood still.  He stood up and poked him with his thumb. The two whispered a few words. The middle-aged dark and thin man's face immediately became more respectful, and then he said simply:

    "It turns out that the ancestors came to us for business, so there is nothing to say. We will respond to every request."

    As he said that, he took out a sheepskin scroll that seemed to be very precious to him, and then presented it with both hands.

    The wild boar laughed, said a few words to Lin Fengjin, and then began to take things from a package next to it.  It was placed on the empty table next to it, and it turned out that they were all small wine jars with the words "Lihua Bai" on them. I saw that there were more and more small wine jars on the empty table next to me. I quickly stopped talking.  They all piled up ten or twenty jars, crowding the table to the brim.

    The people next to him were also stunned.  In their eyes, the package was only of ordinary size, and they didn't know how it could hold so many things. It looked like a miracle.

    Until the table next to him could no longer be placed, the wild boar stretched out his hand to the middle-aged black and thin man and said:

    "The witch sect is one, Bazin (brother) helps me blow away the fog in front of my eyes. I invite Bazin (brother) to taste the wine from afar."

    The folk customs in Xirong are fierce and fierce. In the past, wild boars would use the incisions in the witch gates to ask for help. Now, if someone helped someone, it would be considered an insult if they took out money. Therefore, giving them wine is the best way to repay them.  , this way you will be considered generous and will not lose your dignity.

    After eating, Lin Fengjin left the wild boar outside to inquire about the news, and then went straight to the guest room on the second floor. It could be seen that the shopkeeper here had also put a lot of thought into it. Of course it was impossible in this remote and remote area.Although the conditions are very good, at least the inside of this guest room is tidy and clean, which is in sharp contrast to the dirty black bedding on the big bed below, and the fleas and bed bugs that can be seen everywhere.

    According to the wild boar, if it weren't for the large amount of salt-alkali spring water gushing out from this place, there would be no place to find such a clean place. After all, in this desert and Gobi zone, there is no such thing as water.  It's just a rare thing. Thank God if people and animals can drink it. Can you find a place to wash it?

    Lin Fengjin sat in the guest room for a while, closing his eyes and adjusting his breath. Suddenly, he heard a very dry and monotonous sound coming from outside Moganzhai, some like the sound of a clapper knocking away water.  .

    As this sound came, the noise and laughter coming from the inn lobby below quickly died out. Some people yelled and cursed a few words, but they all returned to the room one after another. It was probably just a cup of tea. The entire inn  It was all about blowing lamps and pulling out wax, and it fell into silence.

    Lin Fengjin looked outside and saw a man walking slowly on the road to the Mogan Village. This man seemed to be knocking at the clock, but what he was knocking was nothing else but a huge yak.  The skull used as a drum hammer was a human thigh bone, and the words in the mouth were: "General patrols the city, keep away from strangers". He kept repeating these two sentences over and over again.

    Lin Fengjin's eyesight was extremely good, and he could see at a glance that this man was actually not very old, even only in his twenties, but his eyes were completely blind, and he could only walk on the bad road in the village.  It was also sound and stable, especially the voice when speaking, but it seemed as if it was aged and frail, like an old man who was so weak that he would not be able to catch his next breath!

    The Great Witch Fierce came to Lin Fengjin¡¯s side at some point. He just glanced at it and said simply:

    "This man has been entangled, and he is also a very dangerous ghost. He dries up people's vitality during the day and sucks people's marrow at night. There must be some reason for this."

    After hearing this, Lin Fengjin nodded and said:

    "Let the wild boar ask, and by the way, find out what kind of update is being done here? Why do you feel like you've seen a ghost when you get an update?"

    The big witch nodded. After a while, before the wild boar came up, he suddenly saw a strange wind blowing on the street next to him. This strange wind was swirling and blowing sand from nowhere.  It was about a foot high, but the sound of the wind was astonishingly shrill.

    Suddenly, as if it smelled something, the strange wind flew towards the inn. At this time, there was a wild dog at the door of the inn that smelled the smell and crowded at the door to smoke.  His nose was trying to find a place to get in, but he was suddenly hit by the strange wind. He let out a shrill whimper and stopped suddenly. After finally falling to the ground, there was a "bang" sound.  It seems like a frozen corpse or a mummified corpse!

    However, there seemed to be something on the door of the inn. The strange wind was actually blocked out. Even though it rushed several times, it couldn't get in. You can see that the ghost-expelling runes painted on the door and "  "Don't be cruel." The ghost-suppressing method is indeed useful, and it actually shines very brightly.

    Although it was hindered, the strange wind seemed to be unwilling to give up. It lingered at the door and refused to leave. At this time, it seemed that it had begun to vaguely fly to the side.  It looked like it was about to break through the wall from the side.

    At the same time, the shrill shouts of the boss and the waiters were heard throughout the inn, as if they were mourning:

    "Who is this, please, please, you brought something with you that hit the general. Please throw it out quickly, otherwise dozens of lives in this inn will be ruined.  It¡¯s in your old hand!¡±

    Lin Fengjin was stunned for a moment. He didn't feel that there seemed to be anything special about him. Instead, the great witch chuckled disdainfully:

    "This lonely ghost has a really smart nose."

    Lin Fengjin suddenly realized:

    "Is this thing coming for you?"

    The great witch smiled fiercely and said:

    "It should have taken a fancy to the Candle God's current residence."

    When the great witch said this, Lin Fengjin immediately realized that Zhu Jiuyin's soul was now being nourished in the soul-protecting cabinet. This soul-protecting cabinet was a sacred object passed down from the David Dynasty, and it was also the David Dynasty.  Hundreds of years of dynasty accumulation have only produced such a thing, not to mention that it was now transformed into a soul-protecting bowl by Zhu Jiuyin and the Great Witch Ji?

    Therefore, the attraction of this thing to souls and ghosts can be said to be stronger than that of magnets, and the popularity of this place is low, and the Yin Qi is lingering.Creatures are rampant, so it is not surprising that Soul Protector Bowl is being targeted at this time.  After figuring out the ins and outs, Lin Fengjin was too lazy to say anything and said simply:

    "Then let's get rid of things quickly. Let's go to bed early. We have to get up early tomorrow." (~^~)
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