People are in the rivers and lakes, playing the role of Xiongba

Chapter 141
Under the supervision of the people who will maintain order in the world, the chaotic crowd gradually formed into two rows.

"Gender name?"

"Wu is clear!"

"Where are you from? What martial arts have you learned? What state is it now?"

"The people in Tianliu City practice the Wu family sword that is passed down in their families, and it has not yet been entered!"

"This is the token, take it to the camp in the east, someone will arrange for you!"

……

The people in the team stepped forward one by one.

Basically, as long as you answer the question, it will be recorded in the book, and the staff of Tianxiahui next to you will hand over a token.

"Big brother, your knife is really beautiful, and it has patterns."

In the queue, the bald old man opened his mouth, revealing only a few teeth.

Standing in front of him was a young man with a gloomy complexion full of wind and frost.

Hearing his words, the young man unconsciously reached for the small knife pinned to his waist.

As the old man said, the knife is very beautiful, with two dancing butterflies tattooed on the handle. Although the blade is not visible, it can be deduced from the handle that this knife should not be an ordinary knife.

Looking back at the old man, the young man frowned, then turned back and continued to line up.

"Big brother, I'm a cook. I heard that Tianxiahui has been short of cooks recently, and the money they give is still too much, so I came here to make a living.

You see, we will all be in the same gang in the future, how about we get close?In this way, if someone bullies us in the future, we can also take care of them. "

The old man seemed not to see the young man's unwillingness to answer him, and said with a cracked mouth.

"We are not the same way, if you don't want to die, stay away from me!"

The young man's voice was a little hoarse, like a crow, and it made people frown uncontrollably.

"Hey, from now on we'll all be in the same gang, so there's no way we'll be together."

The old man smiled.

He patted the cauldron on his back.

"My family has cooked for Dafu in Mobei for generations. My cooking skills are very good. If I have time, old man, I can cook for you."

"To shut up!"

The young man suddenly turned his head, and a cold killing intent enveloped him.

That killing intent was colder than the snow in the sky, making the corner of the old man's mouth tremble.

As if he didn't want to cause trouble, the young man didn't do anything in the end, but gave him a warning look, then turned around.

The team walked slowly, and finally it was the turn of the young man in front.

"Name?"

"Zhu Mingzhi!"

The youth's voice was hoarse and deep.

"Zhu Mingzhi?"

Ah Qi who was sitting on the other side raised her head suddenly upon hearing this.

"It's really you, what are you doing here? To take revenge?"

Seeing the young man's face clearly, Ah Qi stood up instantly, holding the knife handle.

And following his movements, the surrounding Tianxiahui also became vigilant all of a sudden, holding knives and staring at the young man closely.

This young man is none other than Zhu Mingzhi who killed Zhu Ziliang in Zhuxiao City.

"I remember you, back then in Zhuxiao City, you followed me for several days!"

Looking at Ah Qi, Zhu Mingzhi didn't move, but spoke.

"You know I'm following you?"

Ah Qi was a little surprised.

"It might shock you a little to say it, but the truth is, your tracking skills really suck!"

Zhu Mingzhi is serious.

Ah Qi frowned. Among the many brothers, his martial arts may not be ranked first, but this tracking, he thinks the second and no one dares to recognize the first, but now the guy opposite says that his tracking skills are terrible.

Such words naturally made him feel uncomfortable.

"I don't need you to talk about my tracking skills. What will you do when you come to my world? To avenge the Zhu family?"

Ah Qi narrowed his eyes.

He exerted a slight force on the hand holding the knife, as long as Zhu Mingzhi made a fuss, he would call for everyone to take it down.

"You should know that I killed Zhu Ziliang, so the word revenge is naturally impossible.

I am here to join your Tianxiahui! "

His gaze paused for a moment on Ah Qi's hand holding the knife, and Zhu Mingzhi spoke.

Hearing this, Ah Qi frowned even deeper.

He did know that Zhu Ziliang was killed by Zhu Mingzhi.

But Zhu Mingzhi is from the Zhu family after all.

This is the first time he has met the disciples of the family who had been wiped out by their Tianxiahui to join them again.

"I used to be a disciple of the catcher in the Southern Territory. I think I can do a lot of things for you in the world!"

As if seeing Ah Qi's hesitation, Zhu Mingzhi spoke again.

"Catch the door?"

Ah Qi's eyes were a little strange.

Of course he knows the trap door.

This sect is not a sect like Sha Haizong.

It is an organization.

The arresting gate was founded by the Shangshen City, and the four famous arresters under its name are well-known all over the world.

The purpose of this organization is to hunt down villains who have sent bounties from each gate.

Or, if someone offered them money to help hunt down the most vicious and vicious people, they would accept it.

In the arena, they are as famous as the Qishalou, and they are an organization that many people fear.

However, it is different from the killing in Qi Sha Lou.

They are only responsible for hunting and holding.

And because the trap door's stronghold in Mobei was inexplicably destroyed a few years ago, the trap door gradually disappeared in Mobei.

Ah Qi didn't expect to see a door catcher today.

"It's the catcher! You should know what I can do for you!"

Zhu Mingzhi said.

Ah Qi thought about it for a while, then nodded, "You wait by the side for a while, and when I finish my work here, I will take you to meet our leader. Whether you will be accepted or not, we will see what the leader has to say!"

Hearing this, Zhu Mingzhi nodded, walked to the side and stood waiting.

"Get him a chair!"

Seeing him standing, Ah Qi who was sitting down gave instructions to the left and right.

"Hey! Ladies and gentlemen, the old man Maoxian! Here to apply for a chef! I'm with the little brother in front."

Just as Zhu Mingzhi sat down, the old man behind him came up with a smile on his face.

"puff……"

Ah Qi picked up the tea and just drank it, when he heard the old man's words, he couldn't help but spit out, "What's your name? Wool?"

"It's not wool, I'm called Spear Xian! The spear of the spear head, the offering of offering!"

The old man frowned, accentuating his tone.

"Cough cough cough! Sorry, I thought it was the special long wool from the Southern Region!"

Ah Qi smiled awkwardly, and then said:

"Old man, we don't hire chefs here, we only recruit fighters. If you want to cook in Tianxiahui, you have to go to Fengyun Tower to the west. Fengyunlou is responsible for the meals of my Tianxiahui."

The old man patted the cauldron on his back, "Old man, my family has been cooking for generations, my elder brother cooks for the head of the Ding family in Sha Haizong, and my son cooks for the head of Qilian City in the eighteen villages of Qilian.

I went to the Blood Domain some time ago to cook for the master of the Blood Knife Sect.

The signboard of my house is here, you want me to go to the restaurant? "

As soon as the old man told the story, Ah Qi became curious immediately.

Although he is only a cook, it is very unusual for the whole family to cook for the heads of several major sects.

He was about to speak when someone next to him interrupted him.

It was Zhu Mingzhi who just sat down.

At some point, Zhu Mingzhi took off the knife from his waist and was playing with it in his hand.

"Mo Beimao's family has been cooking for generations, and the dishes they cook are indeed delicious.

but……"

He raised his head and looked at the old man, "However, 60 years ago, there was a young man in the Mao family who was unwilling to be a mediocre cook. He gave up the culinary skills passed down from generation to generation and chose to join the Shahai sect, becoming one of the most outstanding disciples of that generation." , do you know that person?"

As soon as this remark came out, the old man's face turned ugly.

Before he could speak, Zhu Mingzhi continued:

"You may think that very few people in Jianghu know about the Mao family, but I just know it.

It is rumored that the cauldrons carried by the disciples of the Mao family are all made of external iron and internal silver. I wonder if this is true for you? "

Ah Qi didn't understand Zhu Mingzhi's words at first, but now his face became gloomy.

"Come on, take this old man down for me!"

……

(End of this chapter)