His life and practice were very regular, and he was so regular every morning that when he arrived in front of Cao Ji's bun shop after swinging his sword, he would be able to catch the first cage of big stuffed buns!
He likes to eat steamed buns, especially the ones with thin skin and large fillings, paired with a large bowl of golden and sticky millet porridge and a plate of seasonal pickles, which must be poured with two tablespoons of chili oil.
He does not need this energy, but because it is a part of life. The Creator gave human beings a body, and every part has the right to use it. The hands have to wield the sword, the feet have to run, and in the middle...the mouth has the right to speak. In addition to speaking, we also have the right to eat food, our teeth have the right to chew, our stomach has the right to digest, our large and small intestines have the right to absorb, and our sphincter has the right to excrete!
People have the right to live!
People in Shajia do not have the habit of getting up too early. This land is a land with a very slow pace of life, so even if Lou Xiaoyi finished his morning chores and came to the bun shop, there were only a few customers and the first cage. Steamed buns and millet porridge have just been cooked!
I found a table, and there was a customer across from me. He must be Liba, who got up early to work for people. He was honest and naive, and he was a familiar face among the diners who didn't get up early enough.
The waiter brought over a plate of steamed buns, which had just been taken out of the drawer. The snow-white dough was steaming with a faint aroma of meat. Lou Xiaoyi took the dipping plate, poured some vinegar, nodded to Liba opposite, and pointed to the chili oil in front of him. Jar, politely said:
"Excuse me……"
Although this was just a matter of thought for him, in the secular world, it was also a tacit understanding among the monks not to use their special abilities.
Liba silently picked up the oil can and handed it over. The moment the two people's fingers touched through the oil can, an invisible tremor was transmitted between the two people. Liba raised his head in surprise. His hair stood up. !
Under the table, a long sword was thrust unceremoniously into his lower abdomen. What followed was Jian Qi's inhumane destruction within his body, but he also perfectly controlled the force without letting any trace of it leak out. !
Unable to hold the oil can any longer, Lou Xiaoyi naturally took it and scooped out two large spoonfuls. He picked up a bun, dipped it in the sauce, put it in his mouth, and closed his eyes slightly. He looked like he was enjoying himself.
"Big buns with fresh meat, juicy and fat filling, my favorite!"
The voice changed, "Where do you come from, brother? Who is your boss? Who does the work?"
All Lipa felt was that thousands of blades were passing through his body, severing all the meridians, acupuncture points, and Dantian in his body. Even his soul was cut and no longer intact.
His throat was also trembling, and his voice was intermittent and hoarse, "Good... good... means!"
Lou Xiaoyi enjoyed his steamed buns leisurely, with a natural expression. Both parties asked and answered questions. The store owner who was just a short distance away did not notice anything unusual about the two of them, because there were no screams and no blood dripping.
"You're not bad either! How long have you been following me? Are you tired of eating steamed buns? It's not easy either!
What's in the bun? Why do you add something to the bun every day, just waiting for the waiter to happen to deliver that bun to my plate!"
Lipa smiled miserably, "I hunt geese all day long, and today I was pecked in the eye by a goose. It is also my fate... My skills are not as good as others, I have nothing to say! I hope fellow Taoist can always be so lucky..."
Lou Xiaoyi sighed, "This is not lucky..."
This is a character who is similar to a killer. He has reached the pinnacle of disguise and can hold his breath flawlessly. His cultivation of the golden elixir allows him to make his breath the same as that of ordinary people. This is an ability that even Lou Xiaoyi himself cannot achieve.
But the only thing he couldn't completely cover up was the vague hint of luck in his mind!
Lou Xiaoyi was not sure whether individual mortals could have the luck that only Qi-sensing monks could manifest, but at least it made him pay some attention to this person. Until today, among the four buns brought up, one of them had Gu. The insect was hiding in it, which made him immediately understand the purpose of this person.
He has been eating the buns from the first cage here just like him, just to wait for the poisonous insects to enter his body! He can only bury the poisonous insects before Lou Xiaoyi comes, otherwise he will definitely not be able to escape the perception of the target.
Only when it is served by a waiter can the swordsman eat it with confidence! As a killer, he is not short of patience and knows how important the preparation before a sneak attack is, so he would rather put the precious Gu insect into a pot every morning. One of the buns in the drawer will lose an opportunity when the buns are served to other customers, and they will not act rashly in front of the sword cultivator!
The origin of the Gu is very rare. He only has one, but he has never failed in assassination. It is called the Heaven and Earth Leaving Soul Gu. It will devour everything in the monk's mind, including spirit, will, memory, and even self. …
If the waiter gives the bun with the poisonous bug to someone else, he will not activate it. He only needs to wait for the sword cultivator to leave and recall it from the body of the irrelevant guest, and then wait for the next opportunity. This is a world difference. Gu, the temperature of the steamed buns can't do anything to it!
There are more than 60 steamed buns in a drawer, a big pot, a large cage, and a large drawer. If the waiter can use it at will, it will still take luck to distribute the loaded Gu worm to a certain customer's plate purely by chance. He He won't try to control the mortal guy. This is the killer's caution. He would rather wait a little longer than leave any clues to the target.
So, he has been eating steamed buns here for a month. To be honest, he doesn't like this kind of food, but to achieve his goal, he can eat it for a year!
Still failed, he didn't even know where he failed? He had tried his best to cover up this ruthless sword cultivator in the sea of clouds outside Hongqiu, but he only discovered before his death that the cultivator There is no word "most" in the world.
Lou Xiaoyi got nothing, except a steamed bun! The strange Gu insect in the steamed bun did not die with the death of his master, which was a bit inconsistent with his understanding of the Gu Dao!
Thanks to his contact with the side sect monks in exile, especially Taoist Bai Zhi, this gave him the most basic understanding of Gu, which was also the key to his ability to avoid plots.
Gu Dao is a very unique Taoist direction. It is not like Dan Dao, Fu Dao, Weapon Dao, Formation Dao, which many monks have dabbled in; Gu Dao, unless the monks deliberately practice it, it is difficult to take care of both, so this killer Never in my wildest dreams would I have imagined that a sword cultivator who had never looked down upon other sects would actually be aware of such a side sect.
It’s really haunting!
But he is not sure which group of people sent this? He has many enemies in the upper realm of Zhouxian, including the Wildebeest Bandit Group and the Red Earth Chamber of Commerce...it seems possible?
