Seventy-two Changes of the Evil Spirits

"What are you urging? Isn't the slave coming here?"

People heard it before they heard it.

As the diners were holding their breath and looking forward, there was a burst of laughter from the attic. This laughter was not crisp, but rather hoarse, but there was an inexplicable scent of laziness in it, like holding a foxtail grass on the neck and scratching it, making people feel unbearable.

Or, the wooden stairs rang softly.

There is a beauty in the attic.

From ancient times to the present, each beauty has its own beauty, and each has its own merits.

There are beautiful smiles and beautiful eyes; there are demon but gorgeous and scorching; there are fairy-like jade bones, independent of the world; there are graceful and gentle, lovely and beautiful; there are charming and beautiful, slim and beautiful; there are sweet and waxy Was glutinous, greasy and insatiable; elegant and dignified, rich and magnificent...

And this is probably the best of men in this era.

The skin is fair, the figure is plump, and the frowns and smiles between the eyebrows and eyes are full of scenes.

The round and soft face looked like a silver moon disk, with a moving glow, before showing up, and the whole lobby was shining brightly, and the whole hall was drunk by it.

Her makeup is not heavy, and her clothes are not complicated.

It's just right.

Ruyun Qingsi was slightly loose on the ground, and a golden step was inserted diagonally. He was only wearing a plain blouse and skirt, a bright yellow ribbon wrapped around his waist, tied with a plump and graceful body, like a wave of spring water, every step, rippling with spring light.

Three women's money goes down.

Pause time.

"San Niangzi is a bit more beautiful today."

"Look, this is the hairpin I made specially for you."

"The old man thought about it, but he looked at you again."

...

In the lobby, diners scrambled to show up.

With scorching eyes and ardent greetings, it rained down.

She leaned on the counter, lazily, like a cat yawning round and yawning, and like a flowering crabapple.

With a smile, one by one, they are still comfortable and easy to deal with.

It didn't take a moment.

Dismissed these enthusiastic "fans".

San Niangzi withdrew slightly and bowed in a salute.

"The slave family was sleepy for a while, but the guests have been waiting for a long time."

Speaking, clapped his hands.

The kitchen workers who had been waiting for a long time moved immediately, bringing in long tables, red silk cloth, cutting boards, clear water basins, porcelain dishes, and buckets of fresh fish.

In the end, a maidservant held a basin of ice cubes, and San Niangzi took out a long box from it and opened it. Inside was a thin, three-finger-wide, ruler-long thin knife.

Is this going to chuckle? (Cut sashimi)

Li Changan was stunned.

It turns out that this is the signature dish of Lierlou.

And next.

But seeing San Niangzi rolled up her sleeves, showing her bright arms, bare hands, and radiant fingers, she washed it in clear water.

Then he picked up a carp neatly and placed it on the chopping board, copying a cold knife.

Take a deep breath, and then move the knife like flying.

Descaling, breaking, picking the fishy thread, then deboning, slicing a knife, turning over with bare hands, slices of extremely thin slices of fish will fall on the plate like cicada wings and butterflies.

Exquisite and exquisite, pleasing to the eye.

The drunkard next to him even shook his head and said: "Looking at the elbows, the elbows flew with the snowfall...It's so big! It's white!"

Big? White?

This Sanniangzi knife is excellent, and the slices of fish slices are as light as gauze, with a translucent color. How can I describe it in Yamato White... Li Changan's eyes left the cutting board, and he glanced up along his waist...

Oh.

Indeed it is.

The Taoist priest shook his head and laughed, and poured himself a glass of wine.

At this moment.

Xiao Er took a bamboo tube with small wooden chips to sell it.

Taoist priests are strange.

"What's this saying?"

The little second smiled and replied:

"Five taels of silver and a wooden chip and a slice of fish."

"Five two?"

The Taoist priests are not sensitive to prices, but he also knows that these five taels of silver are too expensive.

The younger brother laughed, put the bamboo tube in his arms, and explained calmly:

"The Taoist master doesn't know anything, not to mention that the craftsmanship of my master is the only one in the neighborhood. The fish used is also carefully raised with distiller's grains in a unique way, and you can't eat it in other places. Let's talk about it. ..."

Xiao Er raised his eyebrows and showed a smile that a man knew.

"The fish meat in my house was served by the third lady personally for the guests."

I see.

Li Changan was stunned.

It turns out that five taels of silver are not for good food, but for beauty.

However, Taoist priests still did not plan to spend money.

Beauty is very beautiful, and the food made by beauty must also be very delicious.

But beauty is beautiful, the eggs in this raw fish meat are not less.

Li Changan didn't want to bring back a stomach of schistosomes after this trip.

He was about to send his second child to another table.

At this time, I didn't know which window was closed, and a gust of breeze came in and blew the table of San Niangzi. A piece of fish fillet that had just been cut out flew lightly, but before she could escape far, she was quickly twisted by her eyesight and hand, placed it on her lips, curled the tip of her tongue, and fell into her mouth gently and skillfully.

"Huh."

The diners unanimously let out some strange gasps.

Some of them were more unbearable, and quietly arched their waists.

Li Changan smiled, these ancients were less knowledgeable and shallow-eyed. Compared with the learning materials in the Ma Zhe folder on my hard drive, the scenery is nothing less than...

"Daoist."

The ranger at the same table spoke abruptly, interrupting the Daoist's cranky thoughts.

Turning his head, I saw the ranger's eyes pierced, and his heavy snort was about to make his nostrils upright.

"What are you?"

Without a word, the ranger slapped a saber on the table with a snap.

"This sword is two feet seven..."

"Stop! Stop! Stop!"

Li Changan quickly waved his hand to stop him, and finally knew what he was selling the knife for.

The Taoist invited the younger brother to buy him a wooden chip. As for himself, the schistosomiasis couldn't bear it, so he only added a portion of rice wine and braised sheep's hoof.

pity.

Zhang Yi didn't wait for his fish, nor did the Taoist wait for his sheep's hoof.

He heard a hustle and bustle on the streets outside the door, and a fat man with a bare chest rushed into the crowd like a wild boar. With sharp eyes, Li Changan recognized this man as Zheng Tongzheng Tuzi, one of the "righteous men".

Thinking in my heart, hurriedly greeted.

"Brother Zheng, what are you doing?"

After hearing this, Zheng Tuzi turned his head and saw the two, then rushed over, grabbed the flask on the table, and took a big mouthful.

"What are you still rubbing with here?!"

He wiped a beard like a steel pin.

"Something happened!"

…………

The murderer murdered again.

This incident took place in a poor family near Dongchengmen in the outskirts.

When Li Changan, Zhang Yi, and Zheng Tong arrived, a large group of villagers gathered outside the courtyard, and an old woman was crying and cursing in it.

The two guards who arrived early blocked the hospital door to protect the scene.

As soon as the three of them stepped forward, they were stopped by the wave of their hands.

"Don't rush in if you don't want to wait!"

Before the two fighting men of Taoist and Ranger spoke, Zheng Tuzi yelled and cursed.

"Okay, you are Zhang Er Wang, why don't you show up like this when you borrow money on credit. How do you give birth? You turned your face away when you got out of the city gate and didn't recognize people?!"

The two officers suddenly smiled bitterly.

"Second Lord, don't make the two brothers embarrassed... hey hey."

Before they finished speaking, the two of them were slapped away by Zheng Tuzi and greeted the two Taoist priests to enter the door.

…………

The gate is a small farmyard, which is surrounded by three soil embryo thatched houses.

This time the victim is in the East Chamber.

The three pushed the door in.

But I saw a woman who was about twenty years old, sitting stiffly on the bed against the wall, half of her face and even her chest were covered with blood stains, her eyes widened, her teeth clenched, and she was motionless. She was obviously angry. Very often.

And beside the pillow, there was a mutilated corpse of a baby lying.

"damned!"

Zheng Tuzi gritted his teeth and cursed.

Zhang Yi and Li Changan have already stepped forward to examine the woman's body.

The weird thing is that the cause of the woman's death is exactly the same as Qian Dazhi's. They are both clean and piercing. But in that case, where did the large blood stains on the body come from?

Li Changan cast his gaze to the baby beside him.

Compared to others, the death of this little baby is even more angry and pitiful.

There are many tooth marks scattered on the small body, and the flesh and blood of half of the body are torn off, revealing the white bones and soft internal organs, especially on the left arm, and the entire palm is gone.

Zheng Tuzi lost his temper and leaned closer, but when he saw the baby's miserable condition, he hammered the wall again.

"God damned prostitute! Such a cruel! Even the baby just born!"

"The murderer did it?"

Li Changan shook his head.

"It's not necessarily."

Under the surprised gaze of Zheng Tong and Zhang Yi, the Taoist priest got on the bed, pinched the woman's corpse on both cheeks, and opened her teeth with force.

then.

Half of the chewed palm fell out of the corpse's mouth.