Although the profession of butcher is not very eye-catching, it seems to be a inferior person.

However, in this day, being able to eat meat and drink wine every day can be compared with a noble person.

In Quanzhou City, Zhang butcher is famous, but it is not just about selling girls to start his business...

He had a son who inherited his father's business and his family had wealth. The place where the Zhang family lived was a large manor, which was not bad at all than some wealthy businessmen.

On this day, the manor at Zhang Butuhu's home was particularly lively, and there were many wealthy business officials coming and going.

After all, Zhang Butuhu is actually a person with status in Quanzhou.

When his family holds weddings, the villagers in the countryside bow their heads and don’t look up, so they always have to be happy and gifted.

In particular, it depends on the face of the butcher Zhang, but also on the face of the county magistrate.

The little girl in the Zhang family heard that she was favored, and the wind was blowing by her pillow, which might come in handy one day and would be very bad.

This is not.

The county magistrate Bo Sun also came over to drink a glass of water and wine. He chatted with the joyful butcher Zhang before leaving, which was to help him hold on.

However, the head of the torture room, Li and several constables were sitting in the same seat with the butcher Zhang, toasting frequently, and drinking so hard that they were so dazzled that they were so unhappy.

After three rounds of wine and five flavors, no one still remembers whether the newly married concubine of the Butcher Zhang was willing to do so. He just enviously congratulated the fat man on his great fortune.

Everyone recognizes the owner of the Zeng family’s shop, and some people are coveted, but only Zhang Butuhuo dares to act.

It’s not that he is brave, but that he is early to take action.

Because of this, I feel uncomfortable if I don’t give a few bowls of wine from the butcher.

...

The newly-received hunter boy entered the manor while everyone was drunk.

Because there were happy events at home and the staff were seriously insufficient, no one noticed a poor boy who climbed the wall and entered the yard.

He circled around the hall twice, looked around, and found that he was lost.

I can't find where Yunniang is.

Even when I was a child, the one I met once became a Beijing official and lived in the house where the old master lived in the countryside was not as luxurious as this one who killed pigs.

It seems that those scholars say no matter how high or low the people are, and this is unbelievable.

It doesn’t matter if you can’t find it. It’s not good to search too much. You don’t have to worry about it. Just stare at Butcher Zhang.

He always wants to find Yunniang.

Not long after, Zhang Butcher Zhang seemed to be afraid that he would miss Jiaqi when he got drunk, so he stayed a little sober.

Seeing that it was not too early, he accused him of guilt and asked everyone to continue drinking... and he fell down and came to the backyard with the help of several servants.

The boy followed, and the candlelight swayed, his figure was quick, dodging left and right.

There were people coming and going around, but no one noticed that someone was following him.

This is not surprising. Being able to run like flying on the steep and uneven mountains can even hide the keen intuition of the beasts and get close to the attacking boy.

Perhaps his frontal combat power is not very strong, but his body movement is so strong that he can't even estimate it himself.

"Maybe, this boy is actually a martial arts genius."

Although Yang Lin was reluctant to admit that in addition to Tieqiao, there are still some amazingly powerful people in this world who have amazing martial arts talent.

But sometimes, facts are facts and are not transferred by human will.

This feeling is wonderful now.

What the boy does is as if he has experienced it himself, and what he thinks and realizes seems to come from his own mind.

He knew that everything this body did was as natural as breathing, and everything was integrated into instinct without any intention.

It is precisely because of this that it is becoming more and more amazing.

This is a good seedling that is self-taught without a teacher.

Some enlightenment is integrated into the heart bit by bit.

Living other people's lives, accepting other people's thoughts and experiences, as well as fighting experiences.

There is a word in the name of Yan Wuling.

But everything I experienced is more than just acting.

It's simply another life.

At least, at this moment, he and this young man Zhou Hongyi share the same fate and joy.

The red candle in the house was very hot, Yun Niang sat on the red cloth veil along the bed, and the word "Happy" was pasted everywhere in the house.

The butcher Zhang is also very ritualistic.

He lifted Yunniang's veil with a short stick, laughed wildly, and dragged Yunniang to drink a glass of wine.

"A wedding night, when the golden list is on the list."

This is the greatest joy in life.

Even if he is as vulgar as Zhang butcher, he cannot avoid being vulgar.

He yearns for such a happy event.

Don’t think about it in this life, but you can try more when you are on the wedding night.

He didn't want to miss any details, and at this moment, he just wanted to enjoy it.

When he looked up and drank, his eyes narrowed when he smiled. He did not see the tears on Yunniang's smiling face clearly, and his eyes were full of resoluteness.

Yunniang looked pale, swallowed it with a sip of wine, and let go of the wine glass...

He gritted his teeth, suddenly grabbed the silver hairpin that was inserted diagonally in his ear, and inserted it heavily with his backhand.

The target pointed directly at the Butcher Zhang who was tilting his neck and laughing while drinking.

Well……

Zhang Butcher saw a flash of cold light in the red candlelight, and immediately sweated coldly.

In the midst of lightning, the fat big waist folded back and rolled to the ground.

Generally speaking, pig slaughterers have practiced such skills. Among them, the best ones, even with high martial arts skills, can support Ming and dominate the world.

Zhang Butcher Zhang asked himself that he was not as good as his fellow students in history.

However, he also practiced fist, foot, gun and stick. When he was a teenager, he also served as a Xiamen.

Although he is obsessed with body shape, his flexibility is still considerable.

When Yunniang's hairpin fell, although it suddenly did not penetrate his throat. It just pierced several inches of his shoulder and was blocked by the tight fat flesh, which did not cause him much injury.

Although his injuries were not serious, Butcher Zhang was angry.

He got up, stared at Yunniang with a cold wind slit between his teeth, and asked in a dark voice: "Do you know it was the poison I used? Why didn't you say it in front of everyone?"

He decided that after enjoying it tonight, the rare little woman would die of illness.

A woman who is harboring hatred and always wants to kill herself, and must not stay by her side.

Anyway, this is not the first time he has done this kind of thing, and he is very skilled.

"Speak it up? Is it useful?"

Yunniang sneered sadly.

"If I don't go well that day, I will not only not avenge Xingyuan, but will instead be arrested in prison. In the future, the best ending will be to settle down in the brothel Chuguan, right?"

"No one knows your methods," said Zhang Daren."

Zhang Butcher's drunkenness disappeared, his face turned blue, and his eyes flashed with ferociousness: "Okay, you are willing to do your best. Do you think being arrested in prison is the worst? I will let you know that there are even more difficult things in this world..."

Butcher Zhang stepped forward and grabbed Yunniang viciously. His delicate body was like a lamb to be slaughtered, so delicious and pleasant.

puff……

Suddenly, a pain on his neck, and he seemed to hear the sound of the wind.

He forced his head to look sideways and saw a young man with a green face beside him. He was already standing in the house at some point, and his eyes looked over coldly.

But a hatchet was cut into his neck.

"How did he come in?"

Butcher Zhang recognized this young man, and he would go to Zeng’s shop every day, and sometimes he would send some wild game.

He has tasted some of these wild game.

The blood was too fast, and the butcher Zhang, who was in black before he could figure out the relationship, and he didn't know why this person came to kill him, so he could no longer think about it. The fat big body fell down with a bang.

"It turns out that killing people is not much different from killing deer. If you fall down with one knife, you just kick your legs in the spot."

The boy stared at his rusty hatchet blankly and unexpectedly found that he didn't feel disgusted.
Chapter completed!