Chapter 130 Cross-bridge Rice

"Oh? I really don't understand what this bridge rice noodles mean."

"Legendly, in Jiangnan, a scholar in the Qing Dynasty passed the exam every year and failed every year. In order to cleanse his shame, he built a small wooden house on a small island in a small lake, where he studied hard every day.

His wife knew the hardships of scholars, so she had to pass a single-wood bridge every day to deliver prepared rice noodles to scholars. Finally, hard work paid off. In the following year, this scholar in high school, in order to thank his wife, he asked the emperor to name his wife's rice noodles. The emperor was moved when he heard this story, so he took the title of rice noodles crossing the bridge. Crossing the bridge means crossing the bridge every day."

Yin Hui nodded suddenly and then gave Yin Hui a thumbs up: "Awesome, worthy of being a graduate of a higher education and college, his knowledge is so profound."

"Tsk, look." Ouyang Xue glared at Yin Hui with contempt, and then picked up an abandoned cross-bridge rice noodles packaging bag from the ground: "Look, you big illiterate, see what is written on it."

Yin Hui looked at it, damn it, the words written on it are exactly the same as what Ouyang Xue said.

Only then did he realize that Ouyang Xue had been staring at the written words on it.

"The rice noodles for two people." The young man had cooked the rice noodles across the bridge and delivered them.

Looking at the delicate, smooth and even neatly arranged Tommy noodles, Yin Hui really had a sense of intoxication, as if there was not just a snack in front of him, but a work of art.

"Ti Liu Thi Liu." No matter how much Yin Hui was, Ouyang Xue was eating very much, and she looked like a hungry ghost who had been hungry for several days.

"Hey, can you be more elegant?" Yin Hui dissuaded Ouyang Xue. Ouyang Xue had no time to care about this. After saying that, he drank it.

Yin Hui looked at a bright oil layer floating on the bowl, frowned, then bit her fingers and dripped a drop of blood in the bowl.

Blood dripped onto the bowl, and the oil seemed to be boiling, jumping around and starting to boil.

Looking at Ouyang Xue who was eating very well, Yin Hui was furious and snatched the bowl of cross-bridge rice noodles from Ouyang Xue's hand, and wanted to fall to the ground.

"Yin Hun, what are you doing?" Ouyang Xue stared at Yin Hun with resentment, and then reached out to eat Yin Hun's cross-bridge rice noodles.

"Stop eating, Ouyang Xue." Yin Hui glared at Ouyang Xue, and then threw two bowls to the ground.

Slap sex.

The two bowls fell into pieces, and the rice noodles inside rolled all over the floor, looking like insects' intestines.

"What are you doing?" Ouyang Xue slapped the table and glared at Yin Hui.

Yin Hui did not care about Ouyang Xue, but came directly to the young literary man, grabbed his arm, and pressed him down on the table: "Say, why do you want to harm others?"

"Sister Ouyang Xue, help." The young man shouted loudly, looking so weak.

"Xiaobin. Yin Hui, what are you doing? Let Xiaobin go."

Ouyang Xue hurriedly walked up and stepped on the rice noodle and almost fell down.

"Yin Hui, stop, Xiaobin is my god brother, how can you treat him like this?" Ouyang Xue walked up and wanted to pull Yin Hui away, but Yin Hui's power was beyond his reach, so even though Ouyang Xue tried her best, she still couldn't shake Yin Hui at all. He even doubted where Yin Hui had such strong power.

He didn't see that Yin Hui was wearing a pair of black gloves on his hand. The very old black ones emitted black light that was even terrifying, with a terrifying smell.

That is the Demon-Sealing Glove, which can instantly increase Yin Hui's power by three or four times.

"Ouyang Xue, don't you know that you have been deceived?" Yin Hui shouted angrily.

"I was deceived by you." Ouyang Xue suddenly let go of Yin Hui's hand, took out the pistol from her pocket with agility, and then stared at Yin Hui with her eyes tightly.

Yin Hui noticed that a strange halo emitted from Ouyang Xue's eyes, gradually spreading.

He was stunned for a moment, staring at Ouyang Xue with some difficulty in understanding for a long time.

"Let Xiaobin go away, otherwise don't blame me for being rude to you." Ouyang Xue's gun in her hand pointed the dark muzzle at Yin Hui's head, which was black. Yin Hui had the idea of ​​finding out what was inside.

"Let go quickly, otherwise don't blame me for being rude to you." Ouyang Xue shouted angrily again.

Ouyang Xue was so strange at this moment, as if Yin Hui in front of her was just a passing man, and that Xiaobin was his relative.

Yin Hui looked at the strange Ouyang Xue and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Is he really worse than a shop owner he just met?

"I count 123. If I don't let go, don't blame me for being rude to you." Ouyang Xue began to count.

Yin Hui looked at the shop owner. He was looking at him with a smile on his face, as if he was ridiculing, sarcastic, deliberately embarrassing him.

Bang.

Yin Hui's hands, who was about to dance, stopped because he felt something hot but hard penetrated into the depths of his arm, making it difficult for him to breathe.

Yin Hui's eyes were blurred, and then he looked at his arms. A stream of blood erupted from the flesh like a fountain through his clothes. A blood hole could be vaguely seen through the clothes, and the blood was flowing like a stream.

"Ouyang Xue." Yin Hui was stunned for a moment, and then the young man who was uniformly subdued to let go. He looked at Ouyang Xue with an angry face in confusion, then sighed, and finally turned around and left in a daze, even forgot the biting heartache on his arm.

After walking two steps, I looked at Ouyang Xue, her face was pale, her yin was strong and her yang was weak, but her face was still full of anger at herself. Two bowls of cross-bridge rice noodles were quietly lying on the ground, and the oil and water that were still sizzling just now became quiet, as if she felt sad for Yin Hui.

That's corpse oil, the oil and water squeezed from the corpse were secretly transported from the funeral home...

He wanted to tell Ouyang Xue much, but Ouyang Xue didn't even give him the opportunity to explain, and just shot him ruthlessly. Although he didn't shoot the center, he could feel the severe heartache conveyed by his heart.

Covering his wounds, he looked up and saw that the sun was still at that angle, and did not land at all because of his sorrow, making him feel that the world had abandoned him.

He smiled indifferently, then emitted a stream of spiritual power and took out the Xuanpin Bead from the Baina Bag.

The white beads seemed to be filled with a world of martial arts inside, with strong winds and waves roaring, struggling and roaring to break through the limitations of this small bead, and the turbid liquid rolled without hesitation.

Yin Hui held the Xuanpin Pearl on his arm, and a stream of cold air was like a wound that was shot into by a bullet. The originally hot wound was not as painful as before.

A golden metal lump slowly emerged from the flesh and then fell to the ground with a crack.

Looking at the twisted and deformed bullet, Yin Hui kicked him away with anger.

The Xuanpin Pearl continued to emit a continuous stream of white mist, cleaning the wound. Soon, the pain in the wound disappeared.

He simply cleaned up the wound and walked towards Lao Zhao's home.

Screaming, when he came to Lao Zhao's house, he asked a smell of rotten smell.

This is a building bought by Lao Zhao. It is estimated that the real estate developers have no time to take it back. The items inside are as intact as before, which finally made the worried Yin Hun relax.

But no one has come to live for such a long time, and the house is covered with dust, on the table, on the sofa, on the coffee table, there are thick dust, and even traces of spider webs.

Looking at the familiar decorations, things have changed a lot.

Feeling affection when touched the scene, Yin Hui once again thought of Lao Zhao's kind expression, as if Lao Zhao was sitting quietly on the sofa and looking at him.

"Master, don't worry, I will definitely avenge you. Regardless of whether the murderer of these murder cases and the murderer who killed you are the same person, we will give you a satisfactory answer, so don't worry."
Chapter completed!