The dark clouds inadvertently blocked the moon, and the alleys were dim and they could not see their five fingers.

After a day of "working", Thirteen did not touch a drop of water and didn't eat a grain of rice. At this time, not only did the mouth and tongue dry, but the belly was unbearable, but the eyes were also filled with stars and chest tightness.

I wanted to go back to bed soon, so as not to die suddenly on the street. I didn’t know how long I had been walking, but in a daze, I still didn’t reach my destination.

Suddenly, Thirteen's nose wings encountered a very, very smelly smell.

The smell hit his forehead, which could save hunger than any magic medicine or delicacies.

The spirit was shocked, and Shisan's hazy eyes suddenly had divine light. He quickly held his breath and wanted to escape from here, but the remaining smell of the smell had a fragrance.

It is very fragrant. The fragrance that penetrates into the nose is like a gentle little hand slowly sootheing the tired brain, making people gradually relax.

Extreme smell and Extreme fragrance, these two smells that you don’t want to dry, are perfectly integrated at this moment, as if you were born like this, and people can’t get a slight problem.

A little curiosity arose in his heart. Thirteen followed the source of the smell and entered the alley next to it. After walking through several bends, he saw a barbecue stall deep in the alley.

The charcoal emits a faint red light as the stirring of the palm fan, becoming the only light in the deep alley. On the barbed wire are small black squares, which burst out with an extremely strong stench as the flames are smoked.

Various delicacies are always popular in Yangzhou City, but not only do people only require the taste, but also pay attention to color and fragrance. This kind of thing like charcoal will definitely not be on the table, and you will never dare to put this taste on the street, otherwise people will lose the stall in minutes.

When he thought it was okay, Thirteen's stomach suddenly sounded: "It's late at night, and it's not easy to find some food, so why not give it a try?"

I heard that people in some places like to eat "stench". After letting the food ferment like wine, they will be taken out and cooked. Although the appearance and taste are not satisfactory, it is definitely a top-notch delicacy when eaten in your mouth.

He blew his whole body over and Thirteen found a few copper coins in his boots, probably because he accidentally slipped in while playing cards. This unexpected fortune has now become a life-saving straw.

Have money in your hands and have a clear mind in your heart.

After turning these few copper coins, Thirteen slowly walked towards the barbecue stall, but the taste was too strong, so he could only take two steps and stop two steps, and then he continued to move forward after adapting to the stronger smell.

It took a lot of effort before he stood in front of the barbecue stall: "Little brother, are you only buying this thing?"

The young man in charge of barbecue lowered his head and worked hard, his half-exposed chest was covered in sweat. He raised his head when he heard someone ask and grinned: "Yes, do you want a copy?"

Thirteen held his breath and approached the black square that was as stacked as a hill. He looked back and forth carefully and looked back and forth several times before he raised his head. Just as he was about to change his breath, the rich smell rolled into his throat without stopping. He quickly shut up and spit out words from the crack of his lips.

"But why do you look so shit like this thing?"

The guy's eyes lit up and he gave a thumbs up: "The guest officer has a good look. This is the snack we are famous for 'roasted duck shit'!"

There are mostly elegant names in the world's food. Even if there is no good name, the name of the dish will make people know what you are like at first glance. However, the names of snacks in the world are basically very casual, but it is really unheard of for those who carry shit and pee.

But this "roasted duck shit" should only be literal? If it is really duck shit, who dares to eat it?

While weighing it, someone came next to him, holding a basin in his hand and didn't say much. He stretched the plate forward. The young man immediately picked up a few pieces of "duck shit" that looked very roasted and put them on.

The man seemed to have seen the dragon's liver and phoenix gallbladder, put the plate under his nose, took a few deep breaths, and gradually disappeared deep in the alley with a satisfied expression.

Thirteen's curiosity was getting stronger and stronger, but the taste and name of this "food" were disgusting. I really couldn't guarantee the taste of it. What if it was really like shit?

Guy

Seeing Thirteen wearing a single dress, it was obvious that the customer was short of money, but he said cheerfully: "Is this the first time Langjun has come? For guests like you, we will give you a free piece, come and try it."

While speaking, the waiter picked up a bamboo stick and handed it on a piece of "famous snacks" and said, and Thirteen hesitated for a moment and still held it in his hand.

When he turned around and was about to leave, the waiter said again: "Mr. Don't enjoy the delicious food alone, please invite me here."

That direction was where the man walked past just now. He couldn't see things clearly in the dark and could not hear the sounds. Thirteen frowned and felt a little bad.

Go? Or not?

We are a big man, but we are afraid that we will be quit.

Walking into the alley, Thirteen vaguely saw the people here gathering together in groups of three or five, and didn't know what they were doing.

Thirteen squatted on the side of the road, looking back and forth at the "roasted duck shit" in his hand, but he really didn't have the courage to stuff it into his mouth.

After hesitating for a while, he moved towards the crowd next to him, and found that they were all placing the duck shit and sucking the invisible smell inside. Some people actually stuffed the "roasted duck shit" into their mouths, and even licked their fingers with unsatisfactory feelings...

vomit…

Thirteen quickly flashed far away. This scene was even more impacting the hearts of people than living zombies everywhere, and could easily defeat the line of defense.

Thirteen was shocked by throwing the thing on the ground with his hand and then picking it open with a bamboo stick. "Mo Tong?"

I'm sorry, this kind of thing is put on the street to buy it openly? Are you not afraid of being arrested and beaten up?

No, it doesn't seem to be open and honest. At least in the alley, drugs are hidden in duck shit...

So who... has such leisure and elegance?

"Young man, if he eats this, he will not be able to turn back."

Suddenly, a light flashed in the dark alley.

Thirteen looked up and saw a monk wearing a monk's robe, about a middle-aged monk, who appeared beside him somewhere, with his big face facing the bright forehead.

"Yao Shou, where did you come out from Master? And do you know this thing?"

The monk gave a Buddhist ceremony: "Amitabha, my monk's Dharma name is boring, these are nothing more than Mo Tong."

"Oh Huo, is that Master here to eliminate harm for the people?"

There are countless demon children in Liuyun Mountain City. Thirteen would never believe that they were not circulated on the market. He also mentioned this to Xiao Ming, but Xiao Ming said that he had cleaned it up.

If it is really cleaned up, where did the demon boys here appear?

The great monk was bored and puzzled: "What harm should he remove?"

"Wouldn't that baking stall sells such harmful things that are harmful to people directly and send them to the government?"

"But that baking stall was set up by me."

"You monk, don't eat vegetarian food and chant Buddha's name well, and you came out to sell drugs. Shouldn't you advise them not to suck?"

There are not many monks in the Thirteenth place, but they all have the kind of masters who kill, drink, eat meat, and marry a wife. Are there no monks in the world now talking about compassion and changing their behavior and harming the world?

"Amitabha... Of course, I advised them, but they were disobedient, so I put opium in the shit. Unexpectedly, these people were desperate. Even if it was shit, some people broke through their heads to eat. Seeing that the business was so good, I simply changed my career and bought opium directly."

Thirteen rolled his eyes and said, "Gan Linliang, it's okay if you sell drugs, but you still hide it in the shit. It's obvious that you want to humiliate them."

"In order to take drugs, people who are not afraid of family destruction will only be worthy of eating shit!" The bored monk closed his eyes and closed his eyes, and the Buddha light shone very much, making people unable to open their eyes.

"I admire you! Goodbye!"

What a monk is best at talking about big principles. Thirteen is not in the mood to argue with him right or wrong now. He was disgusted by this snack and his appetite has been completely lost. Now he just wants to go to bed quickly.

After a few troubles, I was much more awake. Thirteenth did not admit my mistakes anymore. I went back to the tea shop and dripped into bed.
Chapter completed!