Chapter 957: Grace

Near midnight, the sky was drizzling.
The big rain shed above the hawkers at the night stalls was slammed by the rain. Each small square table was supported by a crude oil paper shed, barely sheltering the diners from the wind and rain. It was also disrupted by the rain. ring.
The witch iron stood in the rain, and his burlap gown was wet with rain.
His complexion was pale, his complexion was pale and white, and an unfortunate look of coldness and imminent illness.
Several clerks gave a subconscious glance at Wu Tie, and Xiaofang, who had a bit of a drink, smiled and patted his chest: "Where to say that, what should a bowl of wine do? This brother, just sit down and get together, together."
The faceless clerk grabbed the witch iron's arm and pressed him to his bench.
The fair-skinned clerk asked for a pair of chopsticks from the street vendor and filled the witch iron with a bowl of spirits.
A few clerks lifted the wine bowl boldly, touched the witch iron, and drank it in a big mouth.
Wu Tie laughed, ate meat and drank, and started a with this group of officials.
The wine is not good, but the appetizer is very good.
The taste of the Fufeng God Dynasty is lighter than that of the Wu Kingdom and the previous Qiang Dynasty. Including those small dishes such as pork head meat, braised large intestine, etc., the soup braised with herbs is often used, and there is no thick sauce like Wu Guo's dishes.
Wu Tie ate a few slices of pig head meat, a piece of braised large intestine, and chopped a few chicken paws, duck brains and the like. I just felt that the taste was quite good, and it had a flavor.
This young clerk is called Fang Juncai.
That fair middle-aged man was called Tang Buyun.
That man is called Li Feiyang.
There are two other officials, one surnamed iron and one surnamed Yang. They are more restrained and careful. With the presence of a witch iron outsider, their words have become much less. They just smile and drink meat and eat. Listen quietly.
"Don't you believe it? Don't believe it? At this point, my little party is lying, is it interesting?"
Xiaofang drank too much, his tongue was a bit big, and he started talking nonsense: "I told a few brothers, I am really the grandson of Master Liu ... This is what our mother told me before she died Yes, can you be wrong? "
"Scared, but unfortunately, my mother is of low birth, and Master Liu is afraid. My mother was kicked out."
Shaking his head, Xiaofang suddenly smiled ‘嗤嗤’:
But speaking, our mountain wind city is really a wicked gate. One by one, the master, the adult, the general, and the master, are all afraid of his wife!

Several officials didn't take Xiaofang seriously for saying that he was the son of Master Liu, but they laughed secretly about Xiaofang's ridicule.
It started to count, it seems that is really the case.
Starting from the Lord of the Mountain Wind City, the group of civil and military officials in the Mountain Wind City is rarely afraid of his wife from top to bottom.
Even……
"Even, Prince Le, who is sitting in Shanfeng City, heard that he was also afraid of his wife." Li Feiyang, who was full of faces, lowered his voice and smiled sneakily: "The old nephew of our nephew Li Auntie, our neighbor, is good. Is n’t it better for Prince ’s brother to beat him?

"I heard that Prince Le was hit by his princess from the inside of the three gates to the gate with a stick."
"Well ... said it was the Princess Le, with a stick in her hand, as if the dragon was going out to sea, with great momentum."
"Prince Le, a half-step respectful power, I was beaten with bruises and swollen face, and I didn't dare to come out to see people in two or three days ... Well, this is not the fault of our mountain and wind city. Why are we all like this? "
Several chief officials sighed, and then they began to persuade Xiaofang that it was also good to be single. It was better to be unmarried or unmarried.
If you are not married, you can find a good girl and indulge in joy.
But married, huh, huh, if you find someone who is more sturdy than Princess Le, wouldn't you suffer every day?
Look at the Lord of the Mountain Wind City. Every year, the grape rack in his backyard is poured at least five or six times. Alas, it is glorious to come out and see people with blood on his face. Very face-saving?
Xiao Fang held the wine bowl and hesitated.
"Man is afraid of his wife, sometimes it is a good thing." Wu Tie smiled softly, squinting softly: "This proves that at least you love your wife, at least you will be afraid of him."
"Otherwise, it is the Fufeng dynasty or other places. The men and men are in charge of this position, military power, and so on. If you think of cultivation, powerful overhauls are mostly men ... If you do n’t love his wife, why? Will you be afraid of her? "
"Humans, especially men in high positions, it's good to be afraid of your wife."
"As long as I have awe in my heart, even if I am afraid of my wife? When I am in trouble, I always think about it and think about it one or two times. In this way, I can't avoid a lot of trouble and save yourself from death. This is a good thing."
There was a bitter liver on the witch iron chopsticks, and a serious sermon was directed at Xiaofang and others.
"It seems, this is the truth." Xiao Fang nodded thoughtfully, Li Feiyang stared at Wu Tie with his eyes wide open: "This brother, you haven't asked your name. Well, look at you Such a knowledge, your birth is good. But you dressed up in this costume, have you suffered a magic disaster? "
Wu Tie smiled slightly and pulled out the bronze medal from the sleeve when he entered the city, and gently placed it on the square table.
"Of course, because of those monsters, I came to Mountain Wind City."
Pointing at the bronze medal on the table, Wu Tie smiled lightly: "It stands to reason that I should be in a refugee camp in the north of the city, but that's not enough oil and water, so I came out and asked some adults to fight the autumn wind."
Several clerks glanced at each other and at the same time looked at the bronze medal placed on the table by Witch Iron.
Xiaofang laughed: "Ha, Brother Wutie, you are a restless one. However, it is not a big deal, what about the refugee camp, which is not allowed to enter or leave, but also the devil cubs are making trouble in the city."
Li Feiyang looked up at the witch iron for a while, nodded and said: "Looking at the appearance of the witch iron brothers, Qi Yuxuan Ang, it should not be the spy of the magic cub ... Well, come here to have a good meal tonight. It ’s dawn, our brothers One, figure out a good way for the witch brothers. "
Tang Buyun chuckled: "If you can get the bronze medal, the repair of the witch iron brothers is not low. In Shanfeng City, there are no people in the gates everywhere. It is not difficult to find a good place for the witch iron brothers."
Xiaofang looked at Wu Tie seriously, his head flickered, and he might fall to the ground at any time.
He said to the witch iron very seriously: "Nevertheless, once you enter the yamen, if the magic cub comes, the witch iron brothers, we are all going to the wall and desperately."
Wu Tie smiled slightly, raised the wine bowl and laughed: "You are not afraid, the magic cubs are here, and they have done a game with them."
The witch iron smile is very profound.
Yin Wushuang, I'm afraid I have no time to attack Mountain Wind City.