I practice ruthless way

In the east of Shenjing City, the wind is howling, and this restaurant specializing in the business of practitioners is very busy.The footsteps of the waiter did not stop for a moment, and the shouts of welcome and delivery came one after another, and even the shopkeeper came forward to greet the guests.

In the private room on the second floor, one person sat alone behind a square table filled with delicate dishes, holding on to the silver chopsticks, tasted all the dishes, smiled slightly, and showed a satisfied expression.

At this time, there was a creaking door, and someone stepped inside, knelt down, saluted him with lowered eyes, and said, "My lord, the people who were sent out to clean up are all dead."

The people behind the table were shocked.He was already fat, and he was sitting on a stool, which seemed to be about to break. After being shocked, he was furious and stomped his feet violently. Environment, isn’t it enough to clean them up?”

"They called for reinforcements." The kneeling man showed a bit of embarrassment on his face, turned to a serious expression, raised his head and said: "Although the highest realm is not higher than Baoxu Shangjing, they are all disciples of Gushan."

"Gushan?" The fat man narrowed his eyes, as if he didn't believe it.

"Yes, my subordinates have inquired about it. It is this group of low-level disciples of Gushan who went down the mountain to practice, and there is Gushan Master who protects them in the dark." The man kneeling on the ground showed a worried look, "My lord, what should I do? "

The fat man put down his silver chopsticks, thought for a while, stood up, and said, "Don't mess with Gu Shan."

The person kneeling on the ground was worried: "But those low-level disciples found out..."

"It's just that there is spiritual energy in the river and it is connected with the ceremony." The fat man waved his hand at him, "Watch it first, and if it really becomes an obstacle, it's not too late to act."

His subordinate said "yes" in a low voice.

The fat man paused, then turned to look at him: "Is there any news about that ancestor?"

"You can enter the capital of God tonight." The kneeling man replied.

"Okay." Fatty nodded, squinting his eyes and laughing, "Which ancestor is in... the big formation in Shenjing City? Oh, it's useless."

post house.

In the hut at the end of the west wing of the guest house, the screen beside the bed was put away, and the cramped place finally became a little less cramped.Darkness remained.The candlelight on the table danced, Shitang pushed her hands behind her back, sat up all of a sudden, and smiled at the worried Xiao Man opposite:

"I just walked in Shenjing City for too long, got heatstroke, and didn't eat much all morning, just drank a few sips of water, so I fainted, Xiao Man, don't worry."

Xiao Man pursed his lips, turned his head and glanced at Yan Wushu next to him.

Earlier, Shitang fell to the ground unconscious, he put her on the bed, turned around and was about to go out to find a doctor, when Yan Wushu suddenly appeared and asked him to take a look.Xiao Man thought that this person did have some medical skills, so he handed Shitang to him.This person gave Shitang an injection, within a quarter of an hour, Shitang woke up, but said those words before Yan Wushu opened his mouth.

Right now, Shitang's complexion is not good, and her voice is hoarse, he can't help but suspect that she is trying to hold on.

Yan Wushu said "Yes", poured a bowl of water from the table, handed it to Shitang, and said to Xiao Man, "She was a little weak, and she was suffering from heatstroke, so she suddenly fell to the ground. There is no serious problem now, for the next few days, just use some light soup and porridge, don't eat too greasy things."

Xiao Man's eyes returned to Shi Tang's face, the latter had a look of "You see, the seniors said so, I am really fine", although his face was pale, but his smile was extremely sweet.

"What porridge do you want?" Xiao Man lowered his eyes helplessly.

Shitang thought for a while: "Lean vegetable porridge with lean meat? Or shrimp porridge is also fine."

"Okay, I'll go to the kitchen to have a look." Xiao Man nodded, then glanced at Yan Wushu again, and motioned for him to take care of it.

As soon as the door opened and closed, the light came on and then went out, Xiao Man walked out of the hut, Shi Tang counted a few times in his heart to make sure he was far away, relaxed his back and shoulders, and let out a long sigh of relief.

Then he said to Yan Wushu: "Thank you, senior."

Yan Wushu casually responded.

Shitang lowered her head, clutched the thin cup on her body with her fingers, hesitated for a while, and said in a low voice: "Senior asked me to keep the Bu Wen Zhong in Xijiangyue, and I did so. I put the token that Xijiangyue gave me in the east of the courtyard. Under the flowerpot of the crabapple tree in front of me, if I... please help me, senior, and hand it over to Xiao Man."

"You knew that your body was like this." Yan Wushu said.

"Please don't tell Xiao Man and them." Shitang's voice was even softer.

Yan Wushu stared at Shitang for a while, then turned around and cleaned up the silver needles on the table. After everything was settled, he said, "I won't tell him. I'll go to the kitchen."

"Okay." Shitang nodded immediately, followed by some doubts: "Didn't Xiao Man go already?"

"He doesn't know how to cook." Yan Wushu laughed very lightly.

This time, Shitang looked at Yan Wushu, with pure curiosity in his eyes, when Yan Wushu walked towards the door, he said: "I always feel that you are not ordinary seniors and juniors."

"Huh?" Yan Wushu turned his head to look at her.

Shitang thought about her words, raised her hand, and gestured while talking: "You two get along equally. When he sees you, he never pays homage to the younger generation, and you never care about it. You take it for granted."

"Little girl, you have good eyesight." Yan Wushu laughed again.

Shitang followed suit with a smile, but smiled and remembered something, and his expression became serious: "If Shenjing City is really in chaos, you have to protect Xiao Man."

"Of course." Yan Wushu said.

He opened the door and left.

Shitang took out several medicine bottles from the ritual vessel, uncorked the bottles one by one, poured a pile of sticky pills into the palm of his hand, drank the bowl of water, and sat on the bed in a daze.

It was past the busy meal time, and there was no one in the kitchen of the post house, except for the two little girls talking and laughing as they washed the dishes and cleaned the stove.Naturally, there was not much food left, Xiao Man walked around inside, only saw lean meat, vegetables and rice, but no vegetables and lean meat porridge.As for the shrimp porridge, there is no shrimp here, let alone shrimp.

He thought about it for a while, and planned to go to the restaurant outside to buy it.

Compared with the morning, the stalls on the street have been replaced for a round, and almost all those selling breakfast vegetables, fruits, chicken, duck and fish have been closed. The grocery stalls are still there, but the most lively restaurants are still the restaurants.

Xiao Man walked here a few times, he was quite familiar with this place, and he was thinking about Shitang's body, so he walked very fast.

Suddenly, a voice came from beside him: "The beef soup at the noodle shop in front is good."

He ignored it.

The voice said again: "The Roujiamo on the diagonally opposite tastes very good. It is an old shop that has been around for decades."

Xiao Man still ignored it.

"Do you want candied haws? Do you want candied fruit?"

The voice asked, and the owner of the voice raised his hand while speaking, took off a bunch of candied haws from the target, threw the money into the hands of the person carrying the target, turned around again, walked around to Xiao Man, and handed him the candied haws.

Xiao Man: "..."

The candied gourds were stuffed into his hands, and he couldn't refuse, so Xiao Man could only stare at Yan Wushu who was walking backwards on the street: "Didn't you ask you to look after Shitang? What are you doing here?"

"The little girl doesn't think I need to take care of her. If I say she wants to leave, she deserves it very simply." Yan Wushu said with a smile, "Besides, I can still guarantee her safety here."

Xiao Man knew that he had such abilities, but his intuition told him that it would not be easy for Shitang to faint suddenly. After thinking and thinking, he finally asked: "Is she really just suffering from heatstroke?"

"So you don't trust my medical skills?" Yan Wushu asked back.

"I don't really believe it." Xiao Man answered crisply.

"..." Yan Wushu touched his nose, feeling helpless for a while.

He walked backwards for a while, then turned around again, walking side by side with Xiao Man.

Seeing that this person probably made up his mind to go with him, Xiao Man stopped and asked, "Where does the porridge taste good?"

"On the next street." Yan Wushu replied.

Xiao Man immediately said: "I will trouble Ling Guangjun to buy some, and I want green vegetables and lean meat porridge or shrimp porridge."

Yan Wushu couldn't see that this person was chasing him away again, his eyes rolled slightly, and he asked, "What about you?"

"Neither Xiao Mo nor I have had lunch, Miss Shi needs a light diet, but he and I don't, so I plan to visit the restaurant we passed by earlier." Xiao Man said seriously.

Yan Wushu: "I haven't eaten either."

Xiao Man: "Then you order a can of porridge for yourself."

"Can?" Yan Wushu half-closed his eyes, "In your eyes, do I deserve such a description?"

"Yes." Xiao Man said, turned around after saying that, and walked straightforwardly.

People were coming and going on the street, Xiao Man walked very fast, and he merged into the crowd in a short while.

What he said to Yan Wushu earlier was not entirely a lie, Xiao Man really wanted to bring some food for himself and Mo Juntian, so he walked towards the restaurant.

After walking for a while, he found a familiar figure under the eaves beside the road.

"Brother Wei?" Xiao Man called out.

Wei Chuyun stepped towards him.

"What are you doing here?" Xiao Man asked.

"I'm afraid that if you are out alone, you will encounter the previous incident again." Wei Chuyun said.

Xiao Man smiled and thanked him.

The two walked into the restaurant together. Xiao Man scanned the price tags and ordered five dishes and one soup—Wei Chuyun and Qu Hanxing hadn't had lunch either.

There is no porridge here, so Xiao Man had to ask for another soup.

It was the busy time of business, and they waited for a while before getting the food box handed over by the shop assistant.

Xiao Man and Wei Chuyun each carried a food box and walked out of the store side by side.

The sun was shining brightly on the street, and the weather was so hot that even the dogs went to the shade, squatting on the bluestone road and sticking out their tongues.Xiao Man looked at the street, frowned indistinctly, and said to Wei Chuyun:

"Have you noticed..."

In the middle of speaking, there was a slight pause, the pause was so short that anyone who wasn't familiar with Xiao Man would not have noticed it at all.

"The Roujiamo in front is very fragrant."

Xiao Man swallowed back what he was about to say, and Wei Chuyun nodded after hearing it, "I'll go buy it."

Not long after, the two of them each had two extra meat buns wrapped in oil paper.

After returning to the post house, walking into the hut at the end of the west chamber, and using the paper of the wanyin talisman, Wei Chuyun asked in a deep voice, "What did you want to say just now?"

"I always feel that there are people staring at us on the street." Xiao Man replied in a low voice.