Wang Xiaoer has worked in Qingshi Town for more than 20 years, and this is the first time he has seen such a handsome person come to a restaurant.
Yan Dan sat at the table, holding chopsticks: "If you have any dishes, just serve them."
Wang Xiaoer was stunned and said with an apologetic smile: "Girl, it's only in the morning, and the chef of the small shop won't come until noon. I'm afraid it's too early to eat hot dishes?"
I saw the picturesque girl grabbing the chopsticks and knocking on the table: "Whatever is full, bring it up!"
The kind of hungry spirit that Yan Dan showed made the second shopkeeper awestruck, and immediately went down to work.
Tang Zhou slowly poured a cup of tea and was quite surprised: "Are you really that hungry?"
"You can try to drink only one sip of disgusting bath water for 20 days and not eat at all, so you know if you will be hungry."
"In this way, the demons who said before also have to eat, are those words true?"
Wang Xiaoer put a basket of steaming steamed buns on the table and asked, "There is still half of the roast chicken left over from yesterday in the kitchen. Would you like to serve it hot to the girl?"
Yan Dan put a small piece of silver on the table: "Bring as many as you have."
Wang Xiaoer took a handful of silver in his hand, about three or four weights, which was a very generous shot, not to mention it was in a not prosperous town like Qingshi Town.
"I'm just talking for fun, don't believe me." While speaking, Yan Dan had already swallowed a bun, poked the second one with his chopsticks and took a bite, still staring at the third one.
Tang Zhou poured a cup of tea and pushed it over: "Slow down. The girl's family is not afraid of looking ugly."
Yan Dan glanced at him, and gently tore off a piece of bun skin, chewed it gently for a few times before swallowing, and said gently: "What does it matter if you look ugly? The most important thing is to eat fast. Much more, you can starve others to death, do you understand?" As soon as the voice fell, the wind continued.
Tang Zhou lowered his head, chuckled softly, and stopped after laughing for a while.
Yan Dan took a sip of tea with satisfaction and sighed: "This is the most comfortable."
"Are you full? It's time to do business."
"Ah, there are hot dishes at noon."
Tang Zhou was ready to go.
Yan Dan hurriedly grabbed him: "Wait a second, wait a second." His eyes rolled, and he smiled slyly: "Is this your first time going out alone?"
Tang Zhou's brows wrinkled slightly, and his face softened again, with a little youthful childishness: "So what?"
"The Luan Grave Mound is in that place, can't you run away? So it's the same whether you go early or late. But this is Qingshi Town, and the people in the town must know more than that rumor. What place do you think is the most suitable place? Listen to the story?"
Tang Zhou looked at her: "It would be great if your little cleverness was used on the right path."
Yan Dan shook his finger lightly: "No no, I am the great wisdom admired by the sages of all dynasties. Sooner or later, I will let you see it."
Tang Zhou smiled and ran his fingers across the bracelet on her wrist: "I only know that you are still a prisoner. Is there a difference between that kind of great wisdom?"
The corners of Yan Dan's mouth moved slightly, thinking about it, but in the end she didn't speak.
Near noon, the number of guests in the restaurant gradually increased, and the voices were noisy, with a few northern accents mixed in, making it noisy.
"I think the two are very good-natured, aren't they from the town?" One of them walked over with a local accent, dragged away the bench and sat down. The man was deer head and mouse eyes, described as wretched, showing a flattering look.
Tang Zhou nodded slightly and said lightly, "It's the first time I came back here."
Yan Dan looked at the bamboo cutting sign behind the shopkeeper, and read lightly and quickly: "Stir-fried pork liver, braised chicken, stir-fried Sanxian, crystal balls, vinegared pork ribs..." He ordered a dozen dishes in one go. Wang Xiaoer was sweating profusely: "This girl, there are only two of you, and there are already a lot of four dishes." Yan Dan glanced at Tang Yiyi: "This son pays the bill, and he will not lose a penny. That's right. , and a plate of pork belly with sauce."
Tang Zhouquan didn't hear it, he just said, "Little Er, add a pair of bowls and chopsticks."
The face of the local who came over to sit immediately burst into a smile: "Little brother is really refreshing."
Tang Zhoudao: "I wonder if there is something new and interesting in this town?"
The local man touched his face and looked eagerly at the dishes brought by Wang Xiaoer. Yan Dan smiled slightly, took a pair of chopsticks and handed them to him, and then quietly pointed to a few big men with swords and knives sitting at the corner table: "Uncle, we have seen many people like this all the way. , with a tyrannical face, what are they doing here?"
The local man picked up the hot dishes on the plate and poured them into his mouth like water, and said vaguely, "You must be naughty, you little girl who sneaked out of the house, right?"
Yan Dan nodded, looking surprised: "How did you know, uncle?"
The man laughed and was very proud: "I also know that this little brother is your lover. Are you running away without telling your family?"
The two cursed in their hearts at the same time.
Yan Dan rolled his eyes and smiled cleverly: "Uncle, you are deliberately trying to get off the topic. In fact, you don't know what those people are here for." People who eat and drink like this are often very Love to save face, saying this, he will immediately turn his heart out.
"How could I not know, hey, you little girl! I've lived here for most of my life, what else do I know." The man was really excited and put down his chopsticks, "They're here to find the tomb of the goddess. ."
Tang Zhou said, "How could the emperor today bury his concubines here?"
"It's not the current emperor, it's the emperor who has lost his country. You were not born at that time. At that time, the world was divided into three parts, and Beiyan, Nanchu, and Qixiang each had one side. I'm talking about Qixiang's. A noble concubine."
Tang Zhou is even more suspicious: "Since it is an imperial family, it must have its own imperial tomb, so how can it be buried here?"
The local man smiled: "At that time, the emperor in the palace was the general of Southern Chu before he became emperor. After he destroyed Qixiang, the emperor of Qixiang brought his beloved concubine, He escaped under the protection of his subordinates. At that time, Nan Chu was chasing closely. When they reached Qingshi Town, the subjugated emperor's subordinates betrayed and killed the emperor. They were so affectionate that they did not want to live alone, so they committed suicide. When they fled, they brought a lot of gold and silver jewelry from the palace, and they brought money with them, which could easily lead to death, so they thought of a way to build a new one for the empress. The tomb. First, there are jewels hidden in the tomb, which can be picked up at any time. Second, it is because the empress died with hatred. She was afraid that she would turn into an evil spirit if she died. origin."
Yan Dan said casually: "You must have also gone to this empress' tomb."
"I've been looking for it, but," he looked left and right, and said in a low voice, "that lady's ghost is fierce, it must be a stern ghost, whoever takes the treasure here will die! People in our town , I'd rather take a detour than walk from the graveyard." He picked up his chopsticks and continued to stuff hot dishes into his mouth, but he didn't have time to speak again.
Tang Zhou tapped lightly on the table: "I think this is also a rumor, and the more it spreads, the more out of shape it becomes."
The man shook his head, with ribs in his mouth: "I would rather believe what it is than not believe it."
Yan Dan remembered the Jiang Yang robber he had met on the Lanxi River before, and he also talked about the rumors about Qingshi Town. She raised her hand and flashed a butterfly-shaped jade bi in front of the locals: "I also picked up this jade when I passed by the burial mound yesterday evening."
Tang Zhou glanced at her sideways.
Yesterday evening, she was still locked in the jade gourd.
The man's lips twitched and his face turned blue: "You little girl! Hurry up, throw this jade away, don't you want your life?!"
Yan Dan pouted, looking unhappy: "Why, this jade is beautiful."
"Let me tell you, there is a young guy in our town who is very strong. His family is poor and he has no relatives. When his father died, he had no money to bury it, so he had to be buried on a burial mound. He dug as he dug and dug out A few gold and silver cups and a few pieces of jade, within ten days, he died in his own home, I have never seen such an ugly death... Ah, let's not talk about it, eat, eat."
Tang Zhou knew that he couldn't ask any more questions, so he bowed his head to eat, and behaved in a gentle manner, as if he came from a big family.
Yan Dan suddenly said: "I can think of the death of that person, even if you don't tell me."
The locals just devoured it.
"There are no other relatives in his family. When someone finds it, even the corpse must be rotten. The body is covered with corpses. There are mice gnawing on his flesh, and flies are flying around." Yan Dan took a piece of vinegar and slipped the ribs. " His corpse, just like this spare rib, the bones are softened, and there is meat on it."
Tang Zhouxiang chewed slowly and choked when he heard the words.
The local man was about to pick up the largest spare ribs. Hearing this, he turned his chopsticks and went to pick up the stir-fried pork liver next to it. Hearing Yan Dan immediately said: "His liver must be rotten, just like this pig liver, it is sauce-colored."
The man's face was scorched yellow, and he went to clip the crystal ball.
"Hey, that person's eyeballs should still be there. I heard that the eyes of dead people are born of Bai Shengsheng." Yan Dan picked up a ball and took a bite, "I wonder if it is as tough and chewy as this crystal ball. ." She stretched out her chopsticks and lit the plate containing the pork belly with sauce: "I heard that this kind of sauce has to be marinated for a long time in the sauce tank, so many small country shops marinate the sour and stinky internal organs and meat. . Those strange tastes are covered by the taste of the sauce, so you can't taste the peculiar smell. I don't know if this is the case here? Also, that person's corpse will not be marinated in a black shop and sold as pork, right?"
As soon as the words fell, the local man's face was pale, and he staggered out and threw himself at the door.
Yan Dan looked at Tang Zhou and asked again, "Am I right?"
Tang Zhou was expressionless and took out a talisman paper.
Yan Dan immediately said: "I was wrong, I was wrong, I know I was wrong..."
Tang Zhou stood up, summoned the shop assistant to settle the bill, then picked up Yan Dan with his left hand and the package with his right, and dragged her to the outside of the restaurant: "I think you still like to stay in the magic weapon."
Yan Dan said sincerely: "I was wrong, I was really wrong, I will never dare again, you give me another chance to reform."
Tang Zhou glanced at her: "You really don't dare?"
The expression on Yan Dan's face was even more sincere: "Really."
Tang Zhou let go: "Let's go."
When they got to the burial mound, there were already five or six Jianghu people gathered there, and when they saw them approaching, someone immediately drew their weapons. However, an old Taoist priest in apricot and yellow robes raised his hand to stop him: "This is nephew Tang Zhou, a disciple of Guanzhu Lingxiao, and he is all his own."
Tang Zhou stepped forward and saluted: "Tang Zhou has seen Senior Ling Xuzi."
That old Taoist touched his beard: "I heard that your master has accepted female disciples in recent years. Is that the girl behind you?"
Tang Zhou paused, nodded and said, "This is my junior sister. I don't know the rules yet, so I'm rude. Don't blame me."
Yan Dan murmured in a low voice and put on a timid expression: "Senior brother..."
The others laughed and waved their hands again and again: "Brother Tang is too polite, we are afraid of scaring your little junior sister."
Tang Zhou greeted a few more words, then turned around and said in a low voice, "Don't make a crooked idea later, and don't pretend to be a ghost, do you understand?"
Yan Dan smiled slightly: "Senior brother, don't worry."
Tang Zhou thought for a while, then asked, "What's your name?"
Yan Dan was very honest, and immediately replied: "Yan Dan. The color of the color is as light as water..." Before he could finish speaking, Tang Zhou had already turned around and walked forward. She was immediately dragged forward by an invisible force, and she couldn't help but sighed, the feeling of being a prisoner was really uncomfortable.
Suddenly I heard Tang Zhou's voice ringing in my ears, very clear: "Wait, you follow me closely. There are some people who are not right, so be careful in secret."
Yan Dan looked around, but no one seemed to react.
"This is the use of internal power to transmit sound, so they can't hear it." Tang Zhou seemed to know what she was thinking.
Suddenly I heard a woman's crisp and cheerful laughter coming from the front, like a jingle of bells. Immediately, someone around him pulled out the weapon with a clank and held it in his hand.
A girl in snow-white clothes was standing under a dead tree, holding a handful of millet in her hand. She was feeding the birds on the tree. From time to time, she seemed to listen and spoke softly to the birds. She turned her head suddenly, Liu Ye's eyebrows were curved, and she smiled before saying a word: "The bird said that there are many guests in the town today, it is true." She clapped her hands and was very happy: "I haven't seen so many in a long time. People, it's been so lively. But the birds say that there are many people, and there are many bad things. Because most people like to do evil."