How to break into a demon leader?

The night was as cool as water, and the heavy rain finally stopped. The pear blossoms in the backyard of the inn had already withered, and the oval green leaves could not bear the weight of the water droplets. .

The entire inn fell silent, Ao Rushuang walked back and forth impatiently in the room, this is the most pampered eldest lady, she has never lived in such a simple room.

What was even more exasperating was that group of seniors, who clearly knew that she hadn't eaten dinner, yet no one cared about her until now.

At this time, the door was knocked.

"Who is it?" Ao Rushuang replied impatiently.

"It's me, the inn boy, here is your food and ginger soup." Dian San replied holding a plate.

Ao Rushuang did not suspect him, opened the door, and asked, "Why are you? Where are my senior brothers?"

"They drank some wine, and they smelled of alcohol, afraid that the lady would not like it." Dian San put the food on the table, which was exactly the same as what was served to Zhou Yu and the others just now.

The brothers knew that she didn't like the smell of alcohol and would lose her temper every time she smelled it, so they didn't think there was anything wrong.She picked up the dishes with her chopsticks. The dishes were ordinary and she seemed to have no appetite. She kept complaining about what was bad here and what was not good there.

Dian San didn't say anything, he stood with his hands behind his back, a cold light flashed in his sleeves, it was a sharp dagger.

Ao Rushuang picked some rice, was about to eat it, but stopped again, and said dissatisfiedly, "Why are you still here?"

Dian San smiled and nodded, was about to close the door and go out when Ao Rushuang ate the rice, rolled his eyes, and bumped his head on the table with a "plop".

The smile on Dian San's face faded, and his face became ferocious.When he left Ao Rushuang's room, he happened to meet Xing Er who came out of Song Bai's room, and he knew from the other party's expression that Xing Er had also succeeded.

Chef Zhu asked, "How?"

Dian San smiled and said, "I got it, but that young lady is really annoying, she keeps nagging, I almost stabbed her with a knife just now."

"That can't be done, that Miss Ao has a delicate skin and tender flesh, I still want her complete beauty skin!" Tu Siniang walked up the stairs to the guest room on the second floor in a seductive body.

The lobby was in a mess, there were wine jars all over the floor, and all the disciples of the Aotianmen were lying on the table in disorder, silently, the silence was terrifying.

The four of them were used to this kind of scene, and they came to the door of the last guest room together.They looked at each other, nodded three times, took ginger soup and knocked on Yang Ye's door with the standard inn boy's expression.

Yang Ye in the room didn't sleep well, because he heard the dead pigeon's crowing and cooing again, which was like an alarm clock, which gave him a headache.

The knock on the door woke him up completely, and he asked, "Who is it?"

Hearing that the inn clerk said that Song Bai asked him to bring ginger soup, Song Bai knew that he was not in good health, and it was raining again today, so he was worried that he would be sick and asked someone to prepare ginger soup. Yang Ye was very moved.

Tonight, my head hurts all the time, and I even have auditory hallucinations. It should be a cold.

Yang Ye took the ginger soup and thanked him.

The ginger soup should have just come out of the pot. It was steaming. After taking a breath, the strong smell of ginger made the eyes hot, and the nose instantly failed.This ancient ginger soup is also too powerful, just this taste is too spicy, it can smoke down an elephant.

He put down the ginger soup, took a big breath of fresh air, and felt better after a while before picking up the bowl again.

To be honest, Yang Ye doesn't like ginger, which is irritating.

He endured it, picked it up, and was overwhelmed by the spicy taste of ginger again, and burst into tears.

Back and forth like this, putting it down and picking it up several times, Dian San's expression couldn't hold back anymore, and after Yang Ye put it down for the eighth time and turned around, Dian San's last patience was also exhausted.

Is he planning to embroider?Are you not tired of going up and down?His eyes are already tired!

He drew out the dagger in his sleeve and slowly approached Yang Ye, but Yang Ye didn't notice it and turned his back to him.Everyone in the arena knows that you can't expose your back to the other party, it's a weakness, and it could be fatal at any time!

When Dian San was about to stab him in the back, Yang Ye turned around.The two looked at each other, Dian San panicked, his overlong sleeves covered the dagger, the young man's eyes were blank, he obviously didn't know that he had just walked through the gate of hell.

He didn't notice, Dian San calmed down, put down his hand calmly, and said: "Guest officer, I just wanted to call you, I think you don't drink this ginger soup, but it doesn't suit your appetite?"

"I think this ginger soup tastes too strong, and I was thinking of smelling those things to wash away the smell." The boy's eyes were clean, and he took out a bunch of flowers from behind as he spoke. After sniffing, this flower has an elegant fragrance, which dilutes the spicy taste of ginger, and it is much better.

At this time, Dian San's face changed drastically. He looked at the young man, to be precise, the flower in his hand, his eyes were full of fear, as if he saw some kind of scourge.

Yang Ye noticed that his face was as pale as paper, and asked worriedly, "What's the matter with you?"

Dian San's lips trembled, but he didn't say anything. Suddenly, his body trembled and he hiccupped, and then he hiccupped more and more.

As the boy approached, he hiccupped more and more, and his whole body trembled, as if he had been electrocuted.

Dian San burst into tears in his heart. He is allergic to flowers, and he would hiccup non-stop whenever he smelled the fragrance. He just wanted to stay away from the boy.But Yang Ye saw that his condition was getting more and more serious, and the hiccups almost turned into a symphony.

"Are you eating too much?" Yang Ye patted him on the back.

Dian San took a look, the flowers that had already rubbed against his body, the hiccups became more and more serious, and they all rolled their eyes.

Just stay away from him!

Backfired, Yang Ye felt that he might not be strong enough to take pictures, and wanted him to help hold the flowers, but his hands were trembling all the time and he couldn't hold them, so Yang Ye simply put the flowers in his clothes.

The front of the top of the shirt was slanted open, Yang Ye put the flowers there, the flowers were facing his face, the fragrance of the flowers poured into his nostrils, he hiccupped so much that he almost caught up with the rooster crowing in the morning!

Dian San wept silently, watching himself being tortured by him, Yang Ye is not good at martial arts, but the strength of his hands is not weak.It hit him hard on the back, he is very weak!He felt that he should have internal injuries, and he didn't want to rob others for most of his life, and finally died like this. 〒▽〒

The most hateful thing is that this kid still considers himself his benefactor, and he looks like I don't have to thank you for helping you. He really wants to cut this kid's head open to see, is there grass in his head?

After taking pictures for a long time, Yang Ye was in a hurry. He saw that Dian San was about to faint, and his complexion became even worse. (It was taken by you.) Seeing the ginger soup on the table and the light bulb on his head, it lighted up with a 'ding'. It seemed that when he hiccupped before, it was good to drink water.

"Don't worry, just drink it." Yang Ye picked up the ginger soup, stuck it in his throat, and drank it down.

Dian San felt that the hot liquid passed through his mouth and entered his stomach pouch along his throat. There was a burst of burning heat from top to bottom, and the effect was obvious. He no longer hiccupped.

Feeling back from the brink of death, with tears in his eyes, he said excitedly: "This is a minor problem for me. I don't know how many doctors I have seen, but no matter how I treat it, it can't be cured. There are times when I hiccup for days and nights. , Life is worse than death!"

After speaking, weeping. ┭┮﹏┭┮

Yang Ye looked at Dian San, who was all scalded into sausage mouths, and guiltily put the bowl on the tray, handed it to him, and asked him to rest early.

He forgot that the ginger soup was very hot.

"Hurry up and go back to rest. Next time you burp again, ask someone to pat your back and drink more water!" Yang Ye pushed him out the door.

Dian San was still immersed in the excitement of finding a way not to hiccup. At this moment, he was grateful to Yang Ye and forgot that Yang Ye's behavior of treating him in the name of treating him was actually destructive!

Dian San said gratefully: "Thank you."

Yang Ye rubbed his nose and said embarrassedly, "You're welcome, go to bed early!"

Dian San reluctantly turned around step by step.

Maybe it was a good deed, Yang Ye fell asleep not long after lying on the bed, and snored happily.

Dian San, who was full of excitement, saw Chef Zhu and the three of them at the corner of the corridor, and couldn't hold back his dynamic mood, so he shared his joy with them.

"Third, why is it taking so long? How is the situation?"

"Third brother, you have never missed a shot in all these years, okay?"

"You can see how happy he is!"

After the first few words, he was dumbfounded, what was he going to do just now?Looking at the empty bowl in his tray, there was no drop of ginger soup with Mongolian sweat medicine left, and there was no joy left in his heart.

"Old man, what's the matter with your mouth?" Xing Er asked when he realized something was wrong.

"Third brother, why don't you call me for stealing sausages by yourself?" Among the four of them, Chef Zhu likes to eat the most, and the third child doesn't call him if he has delicious sausages.

Tu Siniang slapped Chef Zhu on the back of the head hard, and said angrily: "Idiot, you know how to eat after eating, the third child is poisoned!"

"I drank all this ginger soup..." After finishing speaking, he rolled his eyes, fainted, and fell to the ground, posing in the pose of an ancient Egyptian.

The first time I applied the Mongolian sweat medicine, I failed, and I went to the street three times.

They knew that Yang Ye was the only one in the group who didn't know martial arts, so they only used ordinary perspiration medicine on him. If they used top-level perspiration medicine on Zhou Yu, they probably wouldn't be able to get out of Yang Ye's room, and he would have to collapse.

It is not easy to open a shop these days.

Didn't you see that Baili Pavilion monopolizes business routes?

It is not easy to open a black shop these days.

If you don't want to be besieged by the decent, you hide in a ravine.

It is even more difficult to open a black shop in the wilderness these days.

Because there are more flies than people here!

No one → no business, no money → starving to death.

Yaowanggu is so crazy that even the purchase of medicines is restricted. The price is so expensive that you can't afford it even if you are wearing pants!Even the next Mongolian sweat medicine has to be calculated carefully. If you put too much, it will be expensive and you will lose money;

Doing business is risky, especially opening a black shop!

Tu Siniang and the others moved Dian San into the guest room, checked Xia Dian San's body, and were relieved to find that he had just been poisoned with sweat medicine!

"I didn't expect the third child to miss it." Tu Siniang helped Dian San cover the quilt.

Chef Zhu looked a little hungry looking at the sausage mouth, took a piece of pork belly and gnawed on it, and said vaguely: "It should be an accident, this time I will go!"

Holding a finger-thick bamboo tube in his oily hand, he pushed the door and went out.