Starting with the flesh-based stimulant

Old Liu smiled and attached the silver hook to the bottom of the iron chain.

It's strange, how did they manage to attach such a thin hook to such a thick chain?

Zhou He didn't understand, so he could only nod as if he knew.

"Seventh brother, cast the line and show off your skills to your friends... help the master's family save up enough money for their journey!"

With a shout, Boss Liu retreated to Zhou He's side.

Liu Qi didn't speak, but nodded to Zhou and then closed his eyes.

The mirror behind him suddenly distorted like water.

It was as if a gust of wind from who-knows-where had blown through, creating ripples layer upon layer.

Liu Qi also slowly retreated.

Step back into the mirror.

With a "pop" sound.

Zhou He's vision blurred.

Looking again, I found that Liu Qi was already standing in the mirror.

It appears that there is no distinction between up, down, left, or right in the mirror.

Liu Qikong stood there helplessly, his eyes suddenly becoming extremely bright, and he muttered something under his breath.

Zhou He couldn't hear it at all.

He could only smell the water vapor.

It's real water vapor; if you close your eyes, it feels like waves are crashing against the shore.

It's too late to say.

After finishing his rambling, Liu Qi didn't hesitate and swung the chain on his left side with his right hand.

"Whoosh!"

The chain pierced through the mirror and landed precisely above the broken bowl, without veering off course.

The silver hook dangled down, slowly approaching the water in the bowl.

The water in the bowl bubbled up even faster, almost as if it were about to boil, and the sounds in Zhou's ears became clearer:

"Forever free and true to yourself"

"Sing my song forever"

"Travel thousands of miles!"

Zhou He's eyes grew colder and colder as he stared intently at the hook in front of him, his arms tightening around it.

The metal box in his arms was already making him feel uncomfortable.

Zhou He pursed his lips and remained silent.

He's currently a novice meat enthusiast, and also the young master of the Zhou family.

The thoughts in his mind became clearer and clearer, and Zhou's guesses about the meat became more and more complete.

But he must now ensure that he remains clear-headed.

the most important is--

Never reveal any mistakes in front of these seasoned meat lovers who deal with meat every day!

"They've taken the bait! They've taken the bait! Look, friend, this piece of meat looks great!"

Liu Laoda's loud shouts came over, and Zhou He smiled and looked into the bowl.

The bowl had calmed down by now, and the sounds had faded into the distance.

At the bottom of the hook, there was a small shadow that slowly grew out of the bowl as Liu Qi exerted his strength in the mirror.

It's like a tree sprouting in a bowl and slowly growing.

"Friend, catch the meat."

"That's what Boss Liu reminded me of," Liu said.

Zhou He glanced at the so-called "meat".

It was a short-haired man whose T-shirt and pants were slowly turning gray. He seemed to have something hard in his hand, but it all quickly dissipated into the air, and Zhou He couldn't see it clearly.

The "flesh" had its eyes tightly closed, and hooks hung from its head, suspending its scalp in mid-air.

Zhou He took a deep breath, nodded, took the iron box out from his chest, knelt on the ground, took out a lamp, twisted the wick, poured in some oil, and lit it.

Then he counted out three incense sticks, lined them up, dipped them in the oil from the lamp, lit them on the lamp, and looked around but couldn't find a place to stick them.

Shorty Liu took a small incense burner, wiped it clean, and handed it to Zhou He:

"We meat vendors spend most of our time on the road, so we can't be without the necessary supplies."

Zhou He nodded his thanks to Boss Liu, placed the incense sticks in the incense burner, put the lamp aside, placed his hands on his thighs, bowed to the meat hanging in mid-air, and slowly began to chant, following the old hunchback's memory:

"Three sticks of incense, a lamp, to welcome good meat to nourish the world."

"Your clothes are tattered, your knife is sharp, but don't worry about the good flesh on your back."

"You are but a bowl of meat in this world; once the skin is shed, the soul cannot return."

Upon reading this, Zhou He's eyes twitched slightly, but he quickly suppressed it and continued reading:

"If anyone disagrees or feels resentful, I will not yield before the Buddha!"

"Lift the sedan chair, let's set off!"

After reciting the incantation, Zhou He waited quietly until the oil lamp burned out and the incense ash fell into the incense burner. He stood up, spread his legs, stood above the bowl, lowered his head, and waited for the meat to fall.

With a sudden weight on his body, Zhou He grabbed the two hands that had found the "meat," one on the left and one on the right, and prepared to walk.

Suddenly, he froze on the spot.

There was a tiny bubble in the bowl beneath him, which popped with a "pop".

In the instant it exploded, Zhou He saw countless lights.

Red, blue, white, gold... and then vanished in an instant.

"Friend, it's time to hit the road."

Liu Laoda reminded him, and Zhou He shook his head, then nodded, and followed him out the side door.

Outside the door, the peddler had already finished his cigarette and was using the chair as a rocking chair, supporting himself only with his two back legs, leaning against the counter and rocking leisurely.

"You damn donkey, get down here right now! If this chair breaks, I'll kill you!"

When Liu Laoda saw the peddler, he rushed over in a fierce and hurried manner, pointing his finger at the peddler's nose and cursing him.

"A chair, what's the big deal?"

The peddler grinned and slowly sat back down, still a head taller than Boss Liu.

He stretched out his hand, flicked his sleeve, then tucked it back into his sleeve and offered it to Boss Liu, saying:

"Hurry up and shake hands. Someone I don't want to see has come up to your mine. I won't be eating at your restaurant tonight."

"You wish! If you want to eat shit, I'll prepare it for you!"

Liu Laoda also put his hand out from his sleeve.

Their sleeves were tucked together, and Zhou He could only vaguely see their hands clasped together inside.

This is a way of negotiating business; when you don't want others to know your price quote, the buyer and seller shake hands and discuss the price.

After a while, the peddler's expression seemed a bit unpleasant. He glanced at Boss Liu, frowned, and said:

"So expensive? Is your flesh made of gold, or your bones?"

Boss Liu's expression was also not good:

"You think it's too expensive? I think it's too expensive too. Where can you find wild meat these days? This is all meat that's already in my bowl."

"Is this meat genuine wild meat?"

"Do you think I, the meat boss, would sell you meat from a meat farm? Just tell me, are you buying it or not!"

"This is wild meat, of course I want it. I trust Boss Liu, but..."

As the peddler spoke, Zhou He noticed that the two men's hands quickly clasped together again, then separated, then clasped again, inside their sleeves.

"Get the hell out of here, you damn Chen Donkey! I'm not doing business with you anymore!"

Meat Boss seemed a little angry. He yanked his hand away and ran back to the side door, slamming it shut with a bang.

He entered the room, and Zhou He could still seem to hear the shouting and cursing coming from inside.

"Let's go, it's settled."

The peddler got off the chair and walked ahead, saying as he went:

"It seems the world is really in trouble; even the meat boss can't get good meat anymore."

Zhou He was puzzled and was about to ask when the peddler continued:

"Don't ask. Your position in this industry is too low right now. Knowing too much isn't a good thing."

Zhou He frowned, said nothing, and walked out the door with his head down, carrying the meat on his back.

As soon as he stepped outside, he bumped into the peddler's back.

He was standing at the entrance of the cave dwelling, his face full of bitterness, looking as if he wanted to cry but couldn't.

Opposite him stood a woman with a slender figure, pink sleeves, and a pink face, adorned with an elaborate and flamboyant headdress studded with large pink rhinestones.

Lady Qin.