Two hundred and thirteenth chapter only people call themselves
As the saying goes, people are in high spirits when happy events happen, so the wedding of little boy Li Xiang started so suddenly.
A group of hunters were busy unloading the standard long dining tables used for wedding banquets from the truck, putting them together in twos and twos, arranging them in two rows, and covering them with bright red tablecloths.
The only people attending the wedding were the familiar hunters and relatives of both parties, and the total number was less than two hundred.
According to Mingguang's custom, Lin Chou didn't need to prepare anything, he just needed to borrow a venue.
Master Shan patted Li Xiang on the shoulder, "Boy, stay alert and don't be in a daze. The parents of the girl below are here. Go and ask my father-in-law how he is."
Li Xiang's face and body were covered with sweat. It took him a long time to come back to his senses after hearing this, "Ah... good..."
After saying that, he stayed there and stopped moving.
Master Shan and Bai Qiong looked at each other and laughed, "Young man is inexperienced the first time. It will be fine if you try it a few more times in the future."
Li Xiang cried with a sad face and felt that his calves were getting cramped, "Master Shan, I... can I not go? I'm nervous..."
"Screw you, if you don't go, who will this girl get married to?"
Master Shan kicked Li Xiang out of the door as soon as he raised his foot. The little boy rolled and crawled towards the pavilion where Wan Ling's parents were - including his own parents and a group of relatives who were surrounding him.
As soon as Li Xiang arrived, a group of seven aunts and eight aunts cheered and surrounded him. They started bombarding him with all kinds of weird questions from front to back, left, right, left, right, inside and outside.
Li Xiang smiled so hard that his face froze, exhausted from running for his life.
Wan Ling's parents are ordinary people, and the expressions on their faces are often a little nervous or panicked. They have been busy in the base city for a lifetime, where have they ever been to the wilderness outside the three walls?
The two old men just kept laughing and said nothing. They took Wan Ling and Li Xiang's hands and held them tightly.
Although Mingguang has always had the custom of holding weddings outside the base city, it was just that it was held at the statue of Qin Zhizhen outside the gate of the outer city, and the participants were limited to evolved people.
Which ordinary person can travel two hundred kilometers into the wilderness and come to this magical place to hold a wedding like their daughter?
What an honor!
The two old men were extremely excited. It was a surprise to them that their son-in-law was an evolver. He also had such strength and influence and was so kind to their daughter. It was a blessing.
Evolutionary weddings are always casual and disdainful of complicated etiquette.
Li Xiang is wearing the armor he wears when hunting, while Wan Ling is wearing a bright red gauze dress with gauze covering his face.
A specially appointed witness and Mr. Shan stood in front of the two people, swore an oath, made a speech, handed two small red notebooks to Li Xiang and Wan Ling, and started working together.
Then the relatives and parents of both parties were dressed in red and green, set up a bonfire, and started to deal with a very fat and very big Montenegrin wild boar.
There is only one dish on the entire wedding banquet, which is called the ritual pig.
The preparation of the ritual pig is very simple. After cleaning the whole Black Mountain wild boar, smoke it with mugwort, and then start roasting it. During this period, you apply sesame oil and honey, and keep brushing it with layers of star anise, cinnamon, fennel powder and sea salt and sesame seeds.
spices like natural.
The significance of this dish lies in the fact that relatives on both sides made it personally. As for the taste, I believe that anyone who has had one bite will not want to have a second bite.
A roasted pig that is completely layered with various spices. Once you take a bite, your mouth will be full of dregs. There is also the pungent smell of spices that smokes your nose to the point of losing your sense of smell. Rather than eating meat, it is better to say that you are eating it.
When you eat spices, your whole mouth will feel numb after eating it.
The power of the gift pig can stop children from crying at night. Many parents in Shangcheng District scare their children by saying - If you don't obey, they will take you to eat the gift pig feast!
Every time there is a wedding, there must be a group of little babies on the banquet who are about to cry to death. The gift pigs are so lucky. Who doesn’t want to bring their children to seek good luck?
The wine was prepared by Mr. Shan, only beer and Qingquanshan. Hundreds of boxes were put out at once, for fear of not being enough.
The Hunters each took their seats at the table, smiling as they watched a group of newlyweds' family members tossing the poor gift pig, cheering, drinking and drinking, and the atmosphere quickly became lively.
"Hang, huh..."
The noisy scene of two to three hundred people could not stop the strange roar at the foot of the mountain. It sounded like the breathing of some kind of bear-like animal that had suffered from rhinitis for many years.
"Wan Ling! Wan Ling'er!"
Along with the shouting, a dinging motorcycle drove in, with sparks and black smoke flying from the exhaust pipe. Finally, it made a sound and turned off.
Wan Ling and Li Xiangwen, who were toasting Shan Ye and Lin Chou, turned away, and Wan Ling's face changed horribly.
"Wan Ling, Wan Ling'er, where are you!"
The young man threw aside the classic car that seemed to be a hundred years old, searched everywhere, his eyes lit up, and he ran in this direction.
"Ling'er, do you know this person?" Li Xiang asked.
"Recognize...get to know..."
"Ling'er..."
The young man was a little frightened under the gaze of a group of hunters, but then he stood up in front of Wanling with his chest held high and his head held high.
Wan Ling pursed his lips,
"Xu Song, you, why are you here?"
Xu Song has thick eyebrows and big eyes, and is wearing a gray work uniform with the words "***School Canteen Boiler Department" written vaguely on it.
He reluctantly twitched the corners of his mouth and showed an ugly smile,
"Why am I here? Of course I'm here to attend your wedding!"
Wan Ling's already somewhat pale face had completely lost all color. Her smile was still frozen at the corner of her mouth, "I...you...we have nothing to do with each other anymore."
Xu Songhu said with a face, "I told you, I'm just here to attend your wedding."
Oh, something is going on!
A group of hunters wink and wink in a vulgar way, are they going to stage some enjoyable scenes?
Wan Ling's face became even more ugly, and she no longer dared to look at Li Xiang's expression.
Li Xiang showed a bright smile and said, "You are a guest, please sit down. Since you are Ling'er's friend, come, I'll toast you with this glass of wine!"
Xu Song smiled dryly and blocked the wine glass handed over by Li Xiang with his hand. He picked up a jar of Qingquanshan from the table and poured a full bowl.
"Oh, on your wedding day, this is a great time. It's my turn to congratulate you on this glass of wine."
There was no congratulation in his voice.
"New marriage, new year, happy marriage for a hundred years, and a baby soon!"
"This..." Xu Song held the bowl and raised it to his chest, "Ling'er, I'll do it first, you can do whatever you want!"
"Click."
Li Xiang crushed the wine glass in his hand.
Lin Chou squirted out a sip of beer. Chinese is broad and profound. The difference between these three and four tones is huge!
Master Shan held his chin and muttered in a low voice, "Isn't it inappropriate to break someone's jaw on the wedding night?"
As an ex-boyfriend, Xu Song has nothing wrong with this statement.
No, there’s something fucking wrong with this sentence itself.
A group of hunters, you look at me and I look at you,
"Has this kid had enough life?"
"Hehehe, I haven't seen such great fun in how many years!"
"Am I the only one who noticed that this guy is an ordinary guy who just rode that shabby thing for two hundred kilometers in the wilderness?"
"Damn it, when you say that..."
White light burst out from Li Xiang's body, and fierce aura spread out from his body, blowing the plants on the ground and Xu Song's clothes and hair.
Xu Song still had the same expression, sitting carelessly on the table, picking up the wine jar and drinking sip after sip.
It seems to be saying, come on, beat me.
Wan Ling screamed and sobbed, "Xu Song, are you crazy?... He will beat you to death. You and I have nothing to do with you anymore. Do you understand? It's over. You go!"
"..."
Li Xiang was like a deflated rubber ball, waving his hand and throwing it out, "Eat well and drink well."
Turn around and toast elsewhere.
Use one sentence to describe how Li Xiang feels now:
So TM bad.
Mr. Shan’s eyes almost popped out,
"Damn it, is this the end?"
Li Xiang said with a sigh,
"Otherwise? Beat him up? Wouldn't that be exactly what he wanted? I'm an evolver, so beating up an ordinary person will give me a sense of accomplishment?"
Shan Ye thought for a minute,
"It's just that broken car... It's a miracle that we didn't encounter any wild beasts on the road... This kid has absolutely no intention of going back alive."
Are you here just to say a few heart-wrenching words?
madman.
Xu Song drank heavily, one jar, two jars...
Soon his eyes were full of confusion, his face turned red, and then he fell on the table and cried loudly, his nose and tears mixed together.
The hunter next to him poked him and handed him two pieces of papyrus.
Xu Song stared at him, "Thank you... Ouch... Woohoo..."
"How damn polite!"
Master Shan sighed, with a serious look like someone who had come before,
"Sure enough, the old saying is true. The one who lets go last in love has a back like a dog."
"Here we go!"
Wan Ling'er's parents came over with a plate of chopped gift pigs, "Here comes the gift pig... Hey, what's wrong with this young man? He's crying so sadly... Is there anything you can't think about, young man? There's still a long way to go.
It’s growing!”
A group of hunters blushed, "Yes, my aunt is right."
Xu Song was an ordinary person, but after drinking two jars of Qingquanshan, it was a miracle that he could hold on until now. He lay down on the ground with a pop.
"What should we do with this kid?" The hunter next to him winked and asked with a smile, "Kill him or just bury him?"
Li Xiang glared, "Bury your uncle, find a car, and take this guy back to the base city."
Wan Ling looked at Li Xiang with admiration in his eyes, his pretty face flushed, "I want to..."
Li Xiang responded, "What's wrong, Ling'er?"
"It's okay, I just called you because I wanted to..."
Master Shan pinched his eyebrows and said, "People's hearts are not as old as they used to be. Can young people nowadays pay attention to the occasion?"
Li Xiang looked confused,
"ha?!"
...
Research Institute, Main R&D Room No. 12.
A circle of people in white coats frowned at the motorcycle displayed on the metal platform that had been dismantled and put back together countless times.
The streamlined body had obviously suffered a very violent attack. The restoration by the Research Institute was only a rough simulation, and the external armor part was a complete mess.
"A bunch of idiots!"
The old man who spoke had a twitching beard and was extremely irritable.
A group of people in white coats couldn't help but take two steps back.
"I brought the damn entity back to you, and you actually told me that you can't even restore it?"
"Mr. Liu, this motorcycle uses a three-in-one power system of Yuanjing, solar energy, and Yuanjing fuel. The main structure of the engine is so damaged that it is impossible to restore it with our current technology..."
Mr. Liu pointed at him, his fingers trembling, spittle flying all over the sky.
"Since the beginning of human history, we have realized many dreams that were originally out of reach. We looked at birds and built flying airplanes. We looked at the moon and built moon landing rockets!"
"In history, we have surpassed human evolution with the technology tree... The cataclysm is coming, planes can't fly, rockets can't take off, and the world is full of fucking magical, weird and powerful monsters.
plant!"
"What is technology? Technology is the primary productive force, do you understand? Technology is the foundation of mankind! In the face of technology, evolution is fucking bullshit!"
"And now you're telling me that you, the proud ones who have been selected and trained among millions of people, can't even build a fucking motorcycle?"
"Then tell me, what is our most powerful weapon? The blast furnace? Or the antique thundercloud bombs left before the cataclysm?"
"How can our scientific research institute use transcendent evolution to protect Mingguang? Hmm?"
The dog's head was dripping with blood, and no one said a word.
Mr. Liu was tired of scolding. As he got older, his body no longer allowed him to have violent mood swings. He took a few deep breaths and said,
"Where did you find this thing?"
"Mingguang Dongfang, these motorcycle wreckage were found 900 kilometers away from the base city. The engine explosion spread the wreckage within a kilometer. They have all been collected back. There are really no more, Mr. Liu!"
Old Liu's anger soared again, "****Are you mentally retarded? The nearest human settlement to us is Zurich across the street. You fucking told me that they would ride a crappy motorcycle tens of thousands of kilometers away.
Run over to us suddenly, and then die in that bullshit place?"
"No...it won't..."
"Is it someone in the base city or some mysterious organization that we don't know about? The technology has far surpassed that of the scientific research institute, making it impossible for us to even copy it?"
"No...impossible!"
Mr. Liu stared, "Then tell me, where did this motorcycle come from?"
"have no idea..."
Mr. Liu kicked him up, "Why don't you go check it out quickly? Set up an observation site for me in the wilderness! Monitor the situation in the wilderness twenty-five hours a day. If you find something similar, report it immediately!"
"yes!"
The young researcher who was sprayed as a drowned rat ran away and turned back halfway, "Mr. Liu... But we can't monitor it in the dark, we can only do it in the daytime..."
"Is the black in front of you black? What kind of white are you talking about? Ah?!"
"Go away and find a way, get out!"
Seeing the young researcher walking out dejectedly, a friend asked, "Xiao Wu, what's wrong? Are you being taught a lesson again?"
"Well... Mr. Liu asked me to set up monitoring in the wilderness... We have done this before. There were hundreds of monitoring, but less than ten were left in one day, and they were all destroyed by alien beasts.
Even the remaining few couldn't last three days. Isn't this intentional to make things difficult for others?"
"Xiao Wu, you don't know?"
"what do you know?"
"Recently, there is a small restaurant in the wilderness, two hundred kilometers east of the base city. It specializes in making some medicinal meals for evolvers... It is said that the owner is very powerful, and the fences are all third-level mutant pitcher plants. It is very safe! Zhao
That's where our young master Ziyu woke up and made a fuss... You can set up the monitoring over there!"
Why?
Is there such a thing?
"I'm going to find out right away. It can really work out. One-stop manicure and pedicure. Thank you!"
Xiao Wu ran away in a flash,
"Hahahaha... Finally I don't have to be scolded anymore. I have to go and monitor it myself. Damn it, Old Man Liu, I won't serve you anymore!"