After Bai Yueguang died, I soared

"Guest officer, are you hitting the tip or staying at the hotel?"

Accompanied by this feeble voice, the raccoon servant lying on the counter also twitched his tail lazily.

"Strike the tip." Yu Jiyou pushed open the wooden door with all his strength, the door creaked unbearably, and the wind from Mobei swept in with sand and dust. "Mutton soup with a serving of cabbage, stay overnight, leave after eating, thank you."

The shopkeeper showed a smile on his face, squeezed his facial features around, and moved out from behind the counter courteously, "Guest officer, don't you want to order some wine? It's cold, drink some wine to warm your body, the best Nurhong, why don't you give it to me?" The big girl saved it..."

This is a big customer, he looks at his words, Yu Jiyou is dressed in white, covered with a black robe, carrying a big weapon, walking alone in the dust storm outside, he looks like a kind of Jianghu hero, with high martial arts skills, And rich.

Mutton soup is [-] renminbi, hot cabbage is [-] renminbi, and the most commonly sold corn and rice in his shop is only [-] renminbi, and those porters only have a bowl of hot tea for a meal.As for the wine, he has never sold it, but why does it cost three hundred dollars for a jar?That was the daughter Hong who had been buried for ten years.Thinking of this, the smile on the shopkeeper's face became even bigger.

With a "bang", the door was closed, and the sound of the wind was still "whining", but it was completely isolated from the outside.

"No need." Yu Jiyou shook his head, and replied that he could hear clearly in the room, it was a clear and bright boyish voice. "Just bring me some tea."

He doesn't drink.

Hearing that the hero was never more than twenty, the shopkeeper was surprised for a moment, but the hero didn't drink, and his enthusiasm faded away.

"Huh, huh, huh——" the shopkeeper picked up the thin handle of the pot with two swollen fingers, and poured tea for Yu Jiyou tremblingly. "Alright, one serving of mutton soup and one serving of blanched cabbage. Drink some hot tea first, and I'll ask my mother-in-law to cook."

"Yue Niang, make meat soup and cabbage." He shouted to the back of the hall with a slightly changed tone, which sounded rougher.

The soft "meow" and the female voice's crisp "Okay" sounded at the same time, and the lizard slave jumped off the counter, circled around the shopkeeper, with the tip of his tail raised high, and then leaned over to rub Yujiyou's boots .

Yujiyou looked down at the fat orange raccoon with some black marks on his boots, and didn't drive it away.

"Big Fatty is very kind." The shopkeeper took advantage of the opportunity and sat down at the table next to him, and poured himself a bowl of tea comfortably, "Guest officer...you can take off the luggage you are carrying and put it on the table." The slave ran away, and the shopkeeper saw the plum blossom marks on Yu Jiyou's spotless boots, and embarrassedly swallowed the words he wanted to touch.

Yu Jiyou didn't take off his rucksack, but took off his hood, smiled at the shopkeeper, and then started to drink tea.

The simple wooden house seemed to emit light.

How could this young man be so handsome!The shopkeeper was so surprised that he picked up the bowl in his hand and forgot to drink it.

The blanched cabbage was ready first, and Yueniang held a small basin, opened the door curtain and squeezed in.Yueniang's skin is dark, and her figure looks like a full moon, but the moment she saw Yu Jiyou, two red clouds floated on the full moon's face, and she walked to his table in small steps.

"Guest officer, take your time." The woman from Mobei choked her throat, like a knife rolling on a whetstone to scrape iron filings.

"Thank you." Yu Jiyou replied, his voice was like two jade stones colliding.

The shopkeeper's squinted eyes widened, staring at his mother-in-law, but it's a pity that Yue Niang gave him a good look.

Not long after Yueniang returned to the back kitchen, a strong and strange fragrance wafted into the room.

Prodigal bitches, definitely used pepper!The shopkeeper beat his feet and chest.But when he turned his head to look at Yu Jiyou's side face, he couldn't help agreeing that such a young man deserved to be paired with precious spices from the Western Regions.

Yueniang came in carrying the steaming cauldron.

Two pairs of eyes—the big orange raccoon's, pupils narrowed into a line; the shopkeeper's, who was staring at the biggest cauldron in his shop strangely—followed the utensil in Yueniang's hand until it hit the table.

"Guest officer, the best meat and spices—" Yueniang looked at Yu Jiyou expectantly.And the biggest tripod in the store, she filled it to the brim.

Yu Jiyou raised his head, his entire face was completely exposed in the field of vision of the two of them, adding to his vigor, he said a word without beginning or end: "The tenth."

"What?" Yueniang was taken aback.

"This is the tenth shop I've seen here that uses human flesh as mutton." Yu Jiyou looked at the greasy faces of the two and asked seriously, "Is this your Mobei specialty?"

The shopkeeper's expression changed, his obese body knocked away from the bench, immediately knelt down, and said with an embarrassed smile: "Your Majesty has a lot of them! It's really hard to find sheep this season."

Yueniang also did the same thing, and the flesh all over her body trembled in the air, "Hero, please forgive us, we are a small business, if there is mutton, I will definitely cook it for you!"

Yu Jiyou couldn't help laughing, his handsome brows gleamed brightly, but the two who bowed their heads and apologized couldn't appreciate it, "Small business..."

"Yes, hero," the shopkeeper hurriedly said, "It's not easy to open a shop in our deserted place. There are old and young in my family. Please let us go this time! We won't dare again! "

The familiar line, "But, haven't you been thinking about me? Uh..." Yu Jiyou insisted on finishing this sentence, and couldn't help frowning. He seemed to have underestimated the toxicity in the tea.

"You know..." Before the shopkeeper could finish his sentence, his kneeling body quickly fell back, with a mixed expression of astonishment and ferocity remaining on his face, and he was quietly pulling out a dagger with his right hand, revealing a small section of azure blue edge .

Yueniang also collapsed, she didn't do anything, her face was full of heartache and regret.

Yu Jiyou often sees two expressions.

The cause of their death was that a black wooden chopstick was inserted into the throat, the tail of the chopstick was still shaking, and it took a long time for the blood to slowly ooze out.

"Meow!" The raccoon slave was so excited by this incident that he immediately burst into fury, and rushed into the back kitchen with a vigor that didn't fit his figure.

Yu Jiyou stood up, frowned and spat out two mouthfuls of black blood into the meat soup of the tripod man.I don't know when the sound of the wind became smaller, and now it is a muffled rustling sound.

There are people outside.

Naturally, Yu Jiyou didn't believe a single word of the two begging for mercy.Who would poison the "two-legged sheep"?There is no need to worry about the poison of the meat served to the guests, but if you want to eat it in the size of the two shopkeepers, you don't just eat corn and rice.Besides, who would open a log cabin hotel that cannot withstand the wind and sand?

This must be a game against him.It's just that people have to eat when they are hungry. Although there are many suspicious points, Yu Jiyou ignores them all and reluctantly eats some food mixed with poison/medicine.

It's okay, it's not a big problem.If you take too much poison/drug, you can expel it with luck, but it is not easy to have a meal in this Gobi desert.Yu Jiyou vomited two more mouthfuls of blood, lost all energy, suddenly felt the weight of the sword on his back, and silently supported the table with his hands.

With a loud noise, the wooden house was instantly torn apart, and dozens of people covered in black robes whose faces could not be seen clearly surrounded Yu Jiyou in an airtight manner.

"Young man, I think you were born handsome. It's a pity to die so early. As long as you hand over the "San Hua Sutra", poor... I will spare you." A rough male voice came from under a black robe.

"You mean this?" Yu Jiyou thought for a long time before he remembered the roll of sutra paper he got before, and took it out from the skirt of his clothes.

Shenhua, as the name suggests, explores and comprehends time. This is a martial art that is rumored in the world to achieve longevity and ascend in the daytime.

Half a month ago, when he passed Moon Spring, he encountered a group of people fighting.In order to avoid a bloody massacre, Yu Jiyou was obliged to go up to help, but found that everyone present wanted to kill others, so he had to kill them all.

Only after they were all dead did he realize that these people were competing for the "Can Hua Jing" - that famous but peerless exercise that had been lost for hundreds of years.

"Give it to me quickly!" The man in black saw the scriptures, and his tone became urgent, "You are poisoned now, if you want the antidote, you can exchange it with the "Shen Hua Jing"!"

"People don't offend me, I don't offend people." Yu Jiyou said silently, sighed, and pulled out a handful of chopsticks from the chopstick holder.

Yu Jiyou didn't want to be so casual. He originally had a thin sword, but he couldn't find a suitable skewer when he was roasting the pika half a month ago... Later, he thought the sword was too greasy, so he threw it away.

What's the point?If you ask him directly, Yujiyou might give it; but if you want to force him, Yujiyou will never agree.

Although he didn't understand the operation of taking out the chopsticks, the man in black understood Yu Jiyou's resisting intention, and he ordered his subordinates to do it.There is only one poisoned kid on the opposite side, there are so many of them, it is impossible...

"Your men are here to gather the number of people, do they look better?" Yu Jiyou picked up his chopsticks one by one, and the people in black were tied all over the ground in a short while.

The chopsticks were not enough, so Yu Jiyou had to break off a chair leg and aimed at the man in black who spoke before.

"Shenhua...passing the fairyland, ahem, magic method...proving...longevity..." The man in black insisted on saying his last words in a hoarse voice on the verge of death.

"Death early and rebirth early." Yu Jiyou sighed, and kindly helped the man in black to close his unsatisfied eyes.

longevity?What a boring word, the world is changing rapidly, what is the point of seeking eternity if you are the only one?It's better to be in the world, he can kill countless people walking alone on the road...he will encounter countless injustices in the world.

Yu Jiyou is a hero every day, and feels that his life as a hero is meaningful. He really likes the world.

Now there is a matter that urgently needs the heroes to draw their swords to help - Yu Jiyou looks at the back kitchen who is still standing firmly in the wind and sand, hesitating whether to go in and find out.That raccoon slave ran in just now, it's a desert here, how can it survive?

After the door curtain was lifted, Yu Jiyou was a little surprised, he thought the shopkeeper's phrase "there are old ones and younger ones" was just a casual thing, did it really happen?

A little girl in brown linen clothes was squatting beside the rice barn, around three or four years old, and Daju was lying beside her enjoying her touch.The most striking thing is her hair, which is so black and dense that it hangs down to her waist.

"Brother, did you kill my parents?" Hearing the movement, the little girl raised her head and asked.

The author has something to say: Yujiyou, the male protagonist of a standard martial arts novel, is eager to do justice (bushi).

Thank you Sirius for throwing a mine, thank you~