One of the men brought a wine bag and handed it to Chu Tianshu, who was closest to him. He said in a loud voice: "Meeting is fate. Thank you for accepting us. Please accept it for your small kindness."
Chu Tianshu did not expect that this man had a rough appearance and was quite refined in his speech.
He smiled and said: "This is a no-owner's land. There is no concession. We really deserve your wine."
The man raised his hand and threw the wine towards Chu Tianshu, then turned around and left.
Although he speaks politely, his behavior is not at all polite.
Chu Tianshu took the heavy wine bag and was immediately stunned.
What kind of cool move is this horse riding?
Naturally, Chu Tianshu and the others would not dare to drink the wine given by such an unknown person.
He put the wine bag next to him, and then continued to pack things with Murong Di and others.
In fact, there is nothing to deal with. They just don't want to leave too hastily, so as not to make the other party think they are timid and cause unnecessary trouble.
The man who had just brought Chu Tianshu wine picked up a stone slab from the wall, then returned to his original position and sat down.
They placed a stone slab in the middle as a table, and all the meat and wine they brought were placed on the stone slab.
A man pulled out a short knife from his waist and skillfully deboned the meat on the table and cut it into pieces.
Then, there was a scene that left Chu Tianshu and Ren Changfeng stunned.
I saw the men grabbing the raw meat on the stone slab and stuffing it into their mouths.
They drank heavily, ate meat, and behaved like a group of uncivilized savages.
Seeing those people stuffing bloody raw meat into their mouths, the pale Kang Yaru couldn't help but rush to the corner next to her, bent down and vomited all the food she had just eaten.
Seeing how strange these people behaved, Chu Tianshu and the others were even more unwilling to stay here.
They quickly packed up their belongings and prepared to leave.
However, before they could reach the door, a loud hawk chirped from outside.
Then, a strong wind blew in from outside the door.
Ren Changfeng's expression changed and he said, "Isn't the bloody night over?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Ren Changfeng's eyes widened with an incredulous look on his face.
I saw a huge golden eagle, as tall as a man, walking in from the door.
The strong wind just now was caused by the flapping of the golden eagle's wings.
Looking at the golden eagle in front of them, Chu Tianshu and Ren Changfeng couldn't help but think of a film and television drama that they had watched that was adapted from a novel.
What surprised them even more was that there was an old man riding on the back of the big golden eagle.
The big golden eagle spreads its wings and is five or six meters long. The wide gate is tightly blocked by it.
The old man jumped off the golden eagle's back.
He is short in stature, only about 1.3 meters tall, and is round like a meat ball, which is in sharp contrast to the big golden eagle next to him.
The old man took a few steps forward with his belly as big as a basketball, then his nose twitched and he said: "Who is barbecuing?
It tastes good.”
The big man who had just delivered wine to Chu Tianshu stood up and said: "It turns out to be Mr. Fu. We are destined to meet each other. I have wine and meat here, why don't we have a drink together?"
The short, fat old man sneered: "Only uncivilized beasts would eat that kind of food. Do you think I am the same as you?"
As soon as these words were spoken, the faces of those men and women suddenly became ugly.
They all grabbed their weapons and stared at the short, fat old man with eager eyes.
The leading man stopped the men and women with his eyes, then looked at the short and fat old man expressionlessly and asked: "Mr. Fu, what are you doing here?"
"This is not your home. Do I need to report to you what I am doing here?"
The short, fat old man rolled his eyes, and then his eyes fell on the leftover barbecue that Chu Tianshu and the others had eaten next to the campfire.
His small eyes swept over Chu Tianshu and the others, and asked quietly: "Which of you roasted this meat?"
"I baked it."
Chu Tianshu's lips curled up, "Is there any problem?"
The short, fat old man put his hands behind his back and ordered as he walked in: "Bake me another portion."
It feels quite bossy.
The big golden eagle followed him step by step, very docile and obedient.
Seeing that Chu Tianshu was motionless, the short, fat old man pierced Chu Tianshu's cold gaze and asked coldly: "What?
unwilling?"
As he spoke, he flashed a purple flame between his eyebrows.
The threat is self-evident.
Although he also had Zi Yan masters on his side, Chu Tianshu didn't know whether the infuriating energy that his grandfather had lost before had been fully recovered.
Even if they fully recovered, Murong Wudi and the short, fat old man in front of him were both at the first level of Purple Flame. If they were to fight, it was still unclear who would win.
Chu Tianshu didn't want to cause trouble, and he didn't want Murong Wudi to be in danger.
What's more, it's just a barbecue, it's not life-threatening, what's the big deal?
Therefore, Chu Tianshu immediately responded with a smile: "How is it possible? I like to make friends the most, so I will bake it for you."
With that said, he came to the bonfire, inserted a wooden skewer into the thigh of a beast that he had not eaten before, and roasted it on the bonfire.
The short, fat old man came forward and sat down opposite Chu Tianshu. He twitched his nose and smelled the aroma of meat, his face full of intoxication.
Soon, the rich aroma of meat filled the entire space again.
The short, fat old man stared at the barbecue in Chu Tianshu's hand, his two narrowed eyes shining brightly.
Chu Tianshu twisted a black willow leaf, cut off a long strip of flesh, and handed it to the short, fat old man.
The short, fat old man grabbed the meat with his hands and stuffed it into his mouth.
Crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, the meat is fragrant.
Although the seasoning was just salt, the short and fat old man almost bit off his own tongue.
He swallowed the meat in his mouth, looked at Chu Tianshu and said, "Boy, your skills are really amazing. Follow me from now on. Grandpa will definitely not treat you badly."
The corner of Chu Tianshu's mouth twitched, and he secretly slandered in his heart: Then you have to ask my grandfather first if he agrees.
However, he didn't want to get into trouble, so he said with a smile: "Eat first, eat first, and then talk after eating."
With that said, Chu Tianshu cut off another large strip of meat and handed it to the short, fat old man.
The short, fat old man took the barbecue, stuffed it into his mouth, and shouted at the top of his lungs: "Wine, wine, wine, do you have any wine?"
Chu Tianshu's heart moved, and he grabbed the wine bag that the man had sent before and handed it to the short, fat old man.
After the short and fat old man took the wine, Chu Tianshu pointed at the man not far away and said with a smile: "This wine was given to me by that friend, so I borrowed flowers to offer it to Buddha."
The short, fat old man said impatiently: "Eat meat if you have it, drink wine if you have it. Where do you come from with so many sayings?"
As he spoke, he pulled out the stopper and poured the wine from the wine bag into his mouth.
The wine went into his throat, and the short, fat old man suddenly spat the wine in his mouth toward the bonfire in front of him with a "pop" sound.