Mysterious World, I Can Change My Destiny

The Lion Tower has a long history.

It is rumored that there was once a bully in Wannian County, who plundered the women and took them as concubines.

Wedding day, marriage night.

The woman had a strong temperament and was unwilling to yield.

First, he deliberately flattered the drunk bully, then locked the door, set fire to suicide, and burned the original huge house to the ground.

In the following decades, seven or eight people died suddenly and inexplicably.

Until the previous owner of Yujiazhuang, specially invited a Qi trainer from Qintianjian to explore Fengshui.

Follow the advice, arrange the layout, and build a four-story building.

Sitting west to east, with red pillars and gray tiles, carved beams and painted buildings, flying horns and eaves, it is extremely atmospheric.

In front of the door is a pair of stone lions with red eyes and temples and grinning teeth, engraved with talisman patterns.

Just now, he suppressed the resentment and anger, and they have been at peace since then.

"Master Dong, why are you free today? Come, please go upstairs!"

"Zhao Jia Erlang, I haven't seen you for a long time! No wonder, go to Xishan Mansion to take the salt road, that's a big business for Rijin Doujin! Sit inside!"

"Mr. Lin's head is still the same, a pot of Yulou Chun, two plates of roasted meat, three plates of dried fruit, and a little song, right?"

"..."

The sun slanted west, and it was not yet dark.

There are lanterns hanging high in front of the Lion Tower, and the lights are bright.

With a simple, honest and amiable appearance, the shopkeeper Qiu, who is about forty years old, stood outside and greeted him.

When he saw a regular customer, he greeted him with a smile;

If Nianshengtou comes back, take the initiative to introduce a few special dishes.

But the shopkeeper Qiu is very familiar with what these servants and guys do.

Regardless of the three religions and nine streams, the merchants and pawns, they can catch up with a few words.

Seeing that the Tang Dynasty was full of people, full of diners, there was a trace of satisfaction on his face.

Wannian County is no better than Tianjing City, small places open their doors to do business, and the picture is a long stream of water.

If there are no repeat customers, how can it last.

Therefore, even if he became the shopkeeper, Qiu Changfu often greeted guests in person without any slightest neglect.

As the saying goes, reach out and don't hit the smiling person.

Such eager attitude, coupled with the variety of dim sum dishes at Lion House, make it more and more prosperous.

"What's the matter? The dishes haven't been moved? Not to the taste of the guests?"

Qiu Changfu wrapped his hands in his sleeves, and when he returned to the counter, he was about to count today's water.

However, he saw a grey-clothed servant holding the prepared meal, bowing his head and going downstairs.

"Back to the shopkeeper, this is for Lan Baihu upstairs. He said that the fish is too rotten and the chicken is too cooked, so he needs to change it in the kitchen... Fresher."

Sunja was full of distress and said aggrieved.

This ten-jin dry steamed large yellow croaker can't be served without fifty or sixty taels of silver.

There is also the stewed whole chicken with yam and Huangjing added, and the soup is boiled for five hours, which is a great tonic.

Unexpectedly, Lan Baihu felt bad after only one bite, so he took it down and made it again.

"The fish is fresh and tender, the chicken is cooked just right, and it's all freshly cooked, how could it not be fresh?"

Qiu Changfu was puzzled, his brows furrowed.

"The shopkeeper, I think Lan Baihu's taste... a little weird."

Sunja hesitated.

"Why do you say that?"

Qiu Changfu asked.

"Lan Baihu... seems to like eating raw food very much. Yesterday, the chef of the chef made a sea bass fillet with wine, and he was full of praise.

But after I cleaned up the tableware, I found that the seasoning and the grilling plate were not moved, but the fish fillets were clean.

I also heard from the chef that I lost a few chickens recently, and maybe there are weasels hiding in the building.

Will Lanbaihu? "

A look of fear appeared on Sunja's face.

"Nonsense! There are many adults in the DPRK who like delicious food and only eat the original flavor of the food. There is no fuss about it."

Qiu Changfu scolded with a stern face.

"You ask the chef in the back kitchen to get some processed shrimps and crabs, and then send them up."

Sunja agreed, nodded and left.

"Like raw meat? Lost chicken?"

Qiu Changfu looked at the room on the fourth floor with doubts flashing in his eyes.

On the first and second floors of the Lion Tower, eat and eat, listen to music and books,

The third floor is divided into a private room to entertain nobles.

The fourth floor is not open to the public, but is used for overnight stays.

Lan Hong was there, recuperating and resting.

Most of the fields and shops in Wannian County belong to Yujiazhuang.

The Lion Tower is no exception.

Facing the nephew of the big housekeeper, how could Qiu Changfu dare to offend him?

Therefore, these days, eat and drink, and serve them to your heart's content.

"I hope I've thought more about it."

Qiu Changfu shook his head.

...

...

Fourth floor.

in the room.

Lan Hong was wearing only a middle coat, bare chest and belly, sitting at the table.

The young face, which was originally awe-inspiring, turned pale for some reason.

A plucked dead chicken lay on the table, gutted out.

Lan Hong's mouth was full of scarlet blood, his teeth were chewing bones, and his face was cold:

"That little servant talks too much. He always asks questions. He will be dealt with later."

The window was open, and a shadow drifted, hiding in the corner.

"Murdering is not good. Don't look at the movement of Heilongtai, Sanjuju, including the Ministry of War, these days.

In fact, it is loose on the outside and tight on the inside, spreading the bait and waiting for us to take the bait.

In the Daming Mansion, any murder case will be reported directly and carefully traced. "

The sound of the shadow was as fine as a line, entering Lan Hong's ears.

"Recently, you have to avoid the limelight. You are hiding in the Beizhen Fusi, which is a good move. It can be very useful at critical times, and you must not expose it."

Lan Hong spat out a fleshy, blood-colored chicken bone, and his pale face looked gloomy.

"No way, this body can't be completed, I thought that just by being injured by Ji Jiulang, I had the opportunity to go to Song Yunsheng's private house and get the remaining corpse relic.

Who would have thought that the kid not only practiced martial arts horizontally, but also walked the Buddhist path.

The power of that punch was mixed with the Buddha's breath of a thief and a bald donkey, which severely damaged the body and was difficult to recover. "

The shadow fluctuated for a while, and sighed softly:

"No wonder you can't control your desires. Returning the dead to the sun is a forbidden technique. Once the cauldron is damaged, the mind will be affected immediately.

Speaking of which, Tian Yunzi is worthy of being a genius in the world, he can think of using the technique of freeing the body from the sect of the robbery, with the movement of the cauldron of the Tianshen Sect, and finally integrating the body method of the ghost practice to create this "Longevity Secret Art". "!

As long as the cauldron is undamaged, and the Qin Tianjian is in front of him, it is estimated that he will not see the slightest difference! "

Lan Hong sneered:

"This is all thanks to Bai Zhongqi's horses stepping on the rivers and lakes, cutting down mountains and ruining temples!

Thirty years ago, the Wujie Sect and the Heavenly God Sect were on the same page, and they had to fight for their lives when they met.

How could it be possible to come up with their own magical skills and use them for communication!

Tianyunzi was born with a pair of pupils, which can break all laws. Now he is sitting on the right guardian of the Holy Saint Alliance, a demon sect, and he can choose the exercises from the sidelines, naturally like a duck in water! "

The shadow fell silent, and after a while said:

"The seat of the Beiya Hundred Households is hard to come by. I will report the damage to the cauldron to the '魍'. He has a yinquan zhima in his hand, which can make up for your injury."

Lan Hong scratched his face vigorously, grabbed a piece of flesh and blood, and shook his head:

"As soon as possible, this body won't last for a few days, it will stink and rot.

The technique of returning yang, even if it is powerful, can expel the deadly yin and let me not be afraid of the sun.

However, it is extremely easy to damage the cauldron without the power of Buddhism to subdue demons and the method of Taoism to suppress evil. "

Shadows swayed on the wall, and regretfully said:

"In total, only thirteen cauldrons were made, three of the best, five of the middle, and five of the low.

If there are more, weaving together into a net, why worry about the big plan. "

Lan Hong said in a hoarse voice:

"My body is just a low-level thing. I was lucky. I followed Lao Lan into Yujiazhuang. After a few years of dormancy, I grew bigger and caught the line of Meng Changhe."

The cold wind blew from the window, the lights flickered, and the shadow shrank:

"Anyway, just wait patiently for a few more days.

By the way, Ji Jiulang has studied Buddhist martial arts, so he can't see anything, right? "

Lan Hong smiled contemptuously:

"Merely connected to the second realm, what do you know?

When I was still in the flesh, I would kill him with one finger.

Don't worry, this person offends Liang Guogong Yang Hong and will die sooner or later. "

The shadow stopped talking after hearing the words, clinging to the wall, wandering and wriggling.

It is also like riding the wind, floating out of the window.

"Hehe, longevity tactics? Shit longevity!

Blindly immortal medicine, 100,000 people died, just now! "

Lan Hong worked hard to endure the extremely itchy pain, so as not to scratch his skin.

The cauldron trained by the longevity formula will affect the mind once it is damaged.

The body, which was originally unconscious, gradually developed various feelings.

Hunger, thirst, cold, heat, anger, worry... all kinds of unbearable things hit me.

It's like falling into hell.

"Immortal life is clearly the greatest torture."

Lan Hong's eyes were red, and he gritted his teeth, trying to forget the stimulation of the five senses brought about by the decay of the flesh.

He could not wait to tear his whole body to pieces and devour himself alive to relieve this pain.

A quarter of an hour passed, just as Lan Hong felt better, suddenly someone knocked on the door, and nervous voices came from outside.

"Lanbaihu, there is a Yunying Tiqi from Beizhen Fusi downstairs. He claims to be your best friend and wants to see you."