Time passed in the blink of an eye for several more days.
evening.
A golden light flashed out from Qu Tan'er and Mo Liancheng's guest room.
Then, it gradually fades and then disappears.
Qu Tan'er stared at the thin rope in Mo Liancheng's hand that was as soft as silk but could also be tough.
After half a month, he couldn't step out of the house because he was carefully crafting the weapon he wanted.
Made of gold threads from the body of the Golden Black Jade Spider.
At this time, Mo Liancheng's plain bowl moved, and the string flew out, as flexible as if it were alive. After a while, it rolled up again and disappeared from his right hand. A satisfied smile also appeared on his handsome face.
"Chengcheng, is it done?"
"Well, it's better than the original one."
"The things inside this monster are really useful. Let me take a look." Curiously, she stepped forward and took his right hand, pulled up her sleeve, and saw only the other piece of underwear.
Xiu asked, "Huh? Where's the rope just now?"
"It's a secret. Find it yourself." He smiled slightly, but didn't specify.
"I'm not looking for it." Qu Tan'er chuckled, and then took the next step. He also had a unique personality, "I want to know, I will definitely strip you naked... Then search slowly. Search slowly, search."
Ah search..."
Is it teasing? Absolutely!
However, when a certain man saw a certain girl just saying that she had no strength, he suddenly spread his arms and said elegantly and calmly: "You say you are tired, then take off your clothes!"
He is expectant and calm.
And a certain woman turned around in the next moment, "Sir, I'm going to ask the waiter to bring some food."
"No need to come back. I remember there is a shop in Cangfeng City that makes very delicious food. I will take you there in a minute. We won't be so relaxed after tonight."
Not long after, a pair stepped out of the room.
After both of them took a shower, they changed into a set of clean clothes.
Mo Liancheng took Qu Tan'er out of the inn and even checked out of the room.
The two walked for a long time, and before dark, they finally arrived at the small shop on South Street that Mo Liancheng mentioned. They almost reached the end of South Street, which was quite inconspicuous, with only a few old tables and benches.
The old noodle shop may not be fifty years old, but it may have a history of thirty years.
This is Qu Tan'er's first impression.
The two of them just picked a table and sat down.
An old question came from inside: "What do you two want to eat?"
"Old man, serve your best, stir-fry some side dishes, and have a pot of unknown wine."
"This is a noodle shop. Did the young man go to the wrong place?"
"No. I still remember that your face is not the best."
"..." The old man inside said nothing.
But I could hear the sound of cooking coming from the kitchen.
Qu Tan'er took a look at this place. Although it was ordinary, it seemed a little unusual. There was a pressure that ordinary people could not feel, "Chengcheng, here..."
"Don't think too much. The old man's home-made wine and fried vegetables are the best in the world. You will eat more in a while, and not everyone can eat it. Whether he can do it or not depends on his interest.
"Mo Liancheng whispered.
After he said this, Qu Tan'er's face looked a bit expectant.
After coming here and experiencing so much, she has never really enjoyed a good meal.
After a while.
The two of them drank a cup of tea.
An old man with a hunchback came out of the kitchen. He had gray hair and a face full of wrinkles. His weathered eyes glanced at Mo Liancheng and Qu Tan'er, and asked indifferently: "Young man, have you ever eaten the food cooked by the old man? Have you drank the food made by the old man?