Suburban No. 44

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Suburban No. 44 Author: Qingsi Muyu

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There are a few sayings in the market:

There is a house 44 in the outskirts of the city, where the king of Hades seizes life and death.

A mysterious old house in the outskirts of a mysterious city. It is said that the owner of No. 44 can fulfill all your wishes.

Yes, everything, as long as you can afford it.

Yan Xiaolou thought to himself, how could such a powerful, cold, indifferent and arrogant boss in the legend be a sullen foodie who blushes at every turn?

Since you refuse to let me go, then use your own devotion to keep me!

After several rounds, Yan Xiaolou thought to himself again, who was the one who sacrificed himself...

Gong Shou has known each other in his previous life, and the relationship is very deep. Don’t spoiler what you have seen and keep it mysterious~~

Keywords: past and present

The cold and arrogant Gong who is always molested vs the black-bellied and coquettish who is always seductive

Content tags: supernatural, gods, ghosts, immortals, comprehension, infinite flow, inspirational life

Search keywords: Protagonist: Yan Xiaolou (Yan Xun), Xie Huan┃Supporting roles: Hua Fanyin, Jiang Yinfeng┃Others: Black-bellied nympho Shou who is always playing hooligans vs Gao Leng Tsundere who is always molested Gong, Past and present lives

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☆, sold

There are a few sayings in the market:

There are houses in the outskirts of the city 44,

Hades seizes life and death in his hands.

Hooking the soul and urging the soul,

Tao is born and is sacrificed forever.

No one knew exactly what business No. 44 was doing, who his boss was, how long he had lived, or even whether he was a man or a woman.

Legend has it that as long as you are rich or powerful enough, number 44 can satisfy all your wishes.

Yan Xiaolou woke up from the jolt of the carriage, and there were seven or eight people in the carriage with him, ranging from six or seven years old to about the same age as him, both male and female.

They were all tied up, not with ropes but with tendons. Yan Xiaolou might not be able to break free when his martial arts was still alive, let alone now.

These tied people were all silent, without any emotion on their faces, as if they were completely uninterested in the fate they were about to face.

They are not interested. Yan Xiaolou is interested. He fled all the way to the north and finally left the fourteen prefectures of the southern city. What?

Forget about black shops, robbery or robbery, you can tell me exactly where are you going to take them, have you sold them?

Yan Xiaolou was quite proud. He was over 17 years old anyway, and he still met a human trafficker. Does this mean that he is very young?

Yan Xiaolou automatically ignored the two teenagers who were around his age.

He moved his neck, fortunately the silver chain around his neck was still there, maybe he had always hidden the silver chain in his clothes, and those people in the black shop searched too hastily, only took away his external belongings, but did not find this chain silver chain.

I only hope that these people really want to sell themselves, instead of poking their eyes and breaking their hands and feet, sending them to be beggars or something.

"Where are we going?" Yan Xiaolou touched a little boy sitting next to him.

The little boy glanced at him and continued to sulk his head without speaking.

Sure enough, there was a generation gap, Yan Xiaolou asked the boy who was sitting across from him, who was about the same age as him, "Brother, do you know where we are going?"

This time they didn't even look at him.

Is the whole car dumb?Could it be that the tongue was pulled out?Yan Xiaolou moved his tongue, but luckily his tongue was still alive.

Yan Xiaolou tried to adjust his breath, but the sea of ​​energy was injured, and all the internal energy flowed away, leaving nothing behind.

Without internal protection, internal injuries are extremely painful.

Yan Xiaolou wanted to look out the window of the carriage, but the windows of the carriage were sealed, leaving only a few gaps for ventilation. Hearing that the outside was so desolate and secluded, it seemed that it was useless to call for help.

Fortunately, the sinister air is not heavy.

The carriage drove for a long time, and finally stopped at half past midnight, the door opened, and the driver, two middle-aged men who looked ordinary, drove them out of the carriage.

Under the car was a middle-aged woman who had been waiting for a long time and two of her subordinates. The woman was dressed in Western Region attire. Although she was middle-aged, she still looked charming, with a very unique soft whip pinned to her waist. It looks like he should be a martial artist.

"Pinggu, sorry for the long wait." The driver hurriedly apologized to the woman with a smile.

There was no expression on Pinggu's cold face, and she didn't even look at the coachman, but went straight to Yan Xiaolou and the others to choose.

Finally, he stopped in front of Yan Xiaolou, "There is such a good product this time?"

Yan Xiaolou probably knew what she meant, because except for him, the other people in the carriage were all dressed in rags and rough hands and feet. They looked like they came from poor families and were forced to sell them to them; He is full of travel and dust, but he is wearing the best cloud satin and Suzhou embroidery in his purple clothes. Although all the valuables on his body have been taken away, with his appearance and temperament, one can tell at a glance that he is a son of a wealthy family.

The other coachman was busy flattering him: "If there are any good ones, of course I will give them to you in advance."

But Pinggu glanced at them dangerously, "Old Li, are you doing a business of abduction and trafficking?"

The expressions of the two coachmen changed instantly when they heard this.

Pinggu squinted her eyes, and rubbed her hands towards her waist.

The two coachmen were so frightened that they knelt down and kowtowed, "I beg Pinggu to spare your life, the market is really bad recently, and there are not many prostitutes, and you are in such a hurry, we really can't help it! We swear that this one will this one!"

Ping Gu sneered suddenly, and pulled out the soft whip from her waist. Yan Xiaolou only felt the wind of the whip, and then heard the painful wailing of the two coachmen.

"what--"

Yan Xiaolou looked towards them, and saw a bloodstain on the right wrist of the two coachmen, the blood gushed out instantly, dripping with flesh and blood.

This person named Ping Gu's martial arts is really high-strength, just relying on the whip can completely break the tendons of the two hands.

The two coachmen suffered from pain and rolled on the ground, but they didn't dare to cover the wound, and they didn't even dare to stop the bleeding.

"Our business relationship will be cut off in the future, you should find another way out." Pinggu licked the blood on the whip, threw a bag of silver on the ground, and said, "If I know in the future, how dare you do any more dirty things?" It’s not just one hand that’s useless.”

"Yes, yes, thank you Pinggu for your life, thank you Pinggu for your life..." The two scrambled to their knees and kowtowed, grabbed the money bag and hurriedly climbed on the carriage to escape.

After they left, Yan Xiaolou took a serious look at the surrounding environment. They were in a forest in the wild. Yan Xiaolou fled from Jiangnan to Yunzhou in the north in four days. Here, judging from the distance of the carriage, it should still be within the range of Yunzhou.

But this is his first time in Yunzhou, and he doesn't know any places, let alone this is just a forest that looks so ordinary that it can't be more ordinary.

After the two coachmen left, Pinggu ordered the two men to blindfold Yan Xiaolou and the others.

"Wait," Yan Xiaolou hurriedly jumped up to Aunt Ping and said affectionately, "Beautiful sister, since you know that I was kidnapped and not voluntarily, let me go." Blink discharge.

Thinking that he is also well-known as a handsome man in the south of the Yangtze River, he can't believe that this Aunt Ping still bows down to his trouser legs.

However, if he didn't believe it, he had to believe it. Not only did Pinggu not bow down, she didn't even see it, so she asked her subordinates to blindfold him.

Yan Xiaolou deftly avoided it, "Sister, I'll just pay you how much you spent, let me go~"

Only then did Pinggu look him in the eye, "Since you know about our business, I definitely won't let you go, you'd better calm down and go with us."

"I don't know, I don't know, I don't know anything!" If Yan Xiaolou's hands were not tied, he would have raised his hands high to prove his innocence.

Pinggu didn't want to talk nonsense with him any more, so she winked at her subordinates, who came forward to arrest him, Yan Xiaolou simply ran to a thin tree next to him, lay down on the ground, clamped his legs against the tree, and died Refusing to leave, ten to ten out of naughty appearance.

"I don't care, I don't care! I just won't go!" His legs were clamped tightly, and the two couldn't separate them. He lay on the ground and writhed like a madman.

Ping Gu touched the whip and came over, "Alright, then I'll cut off your legs, so that you won't run away in the future."

Yan Xiaolou immediately jumped up when he heard it, "No, no, I'd better go by myself. It's so troublesome to have to be carried on my back after breaking my legs."

Pinggu laughed angrily at his playfulness.

Yan Xiaolou and the others were blindfolded and sent to another carriage. After the carriage left the woods, it seemed to have entered some alley. Moreover, the alley turned nine times and eighteen turns, and the winding path led to secluded places. It took a long time to detour Then finally stopped.

Yan Xiaolou and his party were taken out of the car, led by Ping Gu, they seemed to enter some kind of deep house compound, Yan Xiaolou was blindfolded and couldn't see anything, but he knew he had walked for a long time, which showed how big the house was.

There seems to be a scent of medicine in the air. Is this a medical center?

After walking for a while, they finally stopped. The black cloth was removed from the eyes of Yan Xiaolou and the others. Yan Xiaolou hurriedly looked around and found that they were in a large courtyard. Xiaolou could tell that the owner must be either rich or expensive.

How can the poor family be willing to use marble for the floor of the yard?The longans on the pillars are all real gems, and the top of the stone table is also plated with colored glaze from the Western Regions, etc...

This place seems to be a medical hall, because there are many shelves around it, and there are various medicinal materials on the shelves; but it doesn't look like a medical hall here, because in addition to medicinal materials, there are also many Taoist things such as wooden sword runes.

There are still a lot of busy servants in the yard. They are wearing strange clothes, black stripes on a white background, which have the meaning of Taoist robes, but they don’t quite look like them. The main thing is that after looking at them for a long time, they even feel dizzy. On the nails, Kodan was even applied.

They are all busy with their work, some are arranging medicinal materials, some are decocting medicine, some are drawing symbols... In short, they are very busy, and they are so focused that they don't even look to both sides, like walking dead.

Didn't you sleep in the middle of the night?

There were already two men and a woman waiting in the yard. They looked to be in their twenties. The three of them were dressed similarly, but the color and fabric of the clothes could distinguish their ranks.

Pinggu's side had already been selected from Yan Xiaolou's group, and finally three small and weak teenagers jumped out.

"These three have the weakest physique, Nan Tianzhu, these three belong to your south chamber." Pinggu handed them over to the man in gray.

Nandianzhu led it respectfully.

Pinggu picked out four more people, "These four people have acceptable aptitude, so they belong to the West Chamber."

The woman in goose yellow nodded slightly, and said respectfully, "Xi Honglian thanked Pinggu."

Only Yan Xiaolou and an eight or nine-year-old boy were left.

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☆, medicine slave

Pinggu looked at the last man in Tsing Yi, "Dongqing, these two bones are the best, and they belong to your East Chamber."

Dongqing nodded and cupped her hands in thanks, "Thank you Pinggu."

Nandina, red lotus, and holly are all medicinal materials.

After the distribution, Ping Gu left, and Nan Tianzhu and Xi Honglian also led their respective people to leave.

Dongqing looked at Yan Xiaolou and the eight or nine-year-old boy, "Then you two follow me, remember to follow my footsteps, you can't miss a step, otherwise you will pay a heavy price." After speaking, she turned and left .

Yan Xiaolou looked around intently, knowing that what Dongqing said was true, everything here was designed according to the four images and five elements, and a slight wrong step would trigger the mechanism.

After all, Yan Xiaolou was born as a son of a noble family. Although he is not good at the six arts of a gentleman, he still knows some of them.

Yan Xiaolou heard the young man behind him murmur: "What can I pay for..." Before he finished speaking, the young man accidentally took half a step, and a cold arrow shot out from somewhere, hitting the young man's chest. The calf, the boy fell to his knees on the ground in pain and cried out.

Dongqing turned her head when she heard the words, and shook her head regretfully, "It's a pity for a child with such a good foundation, that's all, let's send him to the South Chamber to be a low-level drug slave."

Dongqing ordered the servant who passed by, and the servant took the order, picked up the young man and sent him to the South Chamber, his actions showed no sympathy for him as a child in his hands, and even showed no expression.

Drug slave?Was he sold to be a drug slave? !

Yan Xiaolou couldn't help thinking of the stories about drug slaves in various comic books, as well as the legends of other drug slaves in the Jianghu. Could it be that he would be fed all kinds of drugs every day, and that life would be worse than death live?

I think he, Yan Xiaolou, is the young master of Jiangnan Yan family!The famous bully!One grass in ten miles and eight villages!Losing all martial arts and being abducted is not counted, but also ended up as a drug slave?

No wonder the other people who were sold looked so loveless. What was the difference between being sold to be drug slaves and being sent to be beggars!

In particular, he is considered to be in good health among these people, and he was sent to the East Wing. Does that mean that he will be tortured even worse...

"Then what, Brother Dongqing, Brother Dongqing who is as handsome as a handsome man," Yan Xiaolou went up to tease him, "I didn't sell it voluntarily, I was kidnapped by that old Li, please let me go, I can't If you have money, as long as you let me go, I will give you money that you can never spend in your lifetime!"

God doesn't bring such a playful person, do you think he hasn't had a wonderful life in the past few years?First, there was a big change in the family, then he was abolished from martial arts, and later he was chased and fled to the north, and then he ate a bowl of noodles and was trafficked in a black shop. Now he has been reduced to the lowest drug slave. You are playing me to death.

Holly just glanced at him, then walked on her own, ignoring him.

Yan Xiaolou followed step by step, fearing that he would touch some trap again, he continued to make love, "Brother Dongqing, handsome man? This handsome man please talk to me, please let me go, really, look at my clothes You should know that I am really rich, as long as you let me go, I will guarantee you endless glory and wealth..."

Dongqing finally stopped and looked at him, her eyes made Yan Xiaolou's hair stand on end.

"You, what are you looking at..."

"I'm thinking, the first medicine I'll try for you is Duosheng Powder or Tonton Powder."

...Yan Xiaolou shut up, even if he had never heard of these two medicines, he knew what they were for just by hearing their names.

However, Yan Xiaolou was born restless, and after a while he pestered Dongqing again and said, "Then tell me, what kind of place are you guys at?"

Dongqing did not hide anything, and said, "No. 44."

"I'm not asking for the address of your house, I'm asking for the name of your house." Yan Xiaolou said.

Dongqing said: "The house is called No. 44."

What's the name?And 44?Wouldn't it be too unlucky?

Yan Xiaolou asked: "Then what does your house do? I think there are medicinal materials and magical instruments, a medical center? A Taoist temple?"

Dongqing sneered slightly, and answered, "Shop."

Where does this look like a shop?

"Shops sell things, what do you sell?" Yan Xiaolou asked.

Dongqing stopped impatiently and looked at him, "You're just a medicine slave, what are you asking for!" After speaking, he quickened his pace.

Yan Xiaolou followed behind him, not giving up, and said: "Then is it okay not to be a drug slave? I was kidnapped, not sold, and a servant or something in the head office?"

Dongqing couldn't bear it and whitened him, "You're still being abducted at such an age, why are you so proud!"

Holly walked quickly.

"Also, a friendly reminder, it's best not to shout that you are rich here in the future." Dongqing said.

Yan Xiaolou asked, "Why?"

Dongqing led him to a courtyard in the East Wing called "Lonicera Garden".

"Because the boss has a bad temper, if the boss overhears you accidentally, he might send someone to ransack your house in a fit of anger."

Dongqing was discerning the keys of Lonicera Garden from the key chain, and did not see the slight change in Yan Xiaolou's expression when he said "your house".

Noticing that the noisy person had been silent for a while, Dongqing couldn't help but look up at him, only to find that Yan Xiaolou's face was pale and his lips were trembling, and he said tremblingly, "No, it shouldn't be..."

Holly said seriously, "That's right."

"Then who is the boss you are talking about?"

"You won't live to see the boss, so don't ask."

Yan Xiaolou: ...

Only then did Dongqing take out a dagger, cut off the tendons that bound Yue Xiaolou, and stuffed the key of Lonicera Garden into his hand, "You will live here from now on, and someone will bring you food, it will be cheaper for you. It wasn't that the child was injured, how could you enjoy this yard by yourself."

After saying that, Dongqing turned around and left. Yan Xiaolou originally wanted to say that he had relieved his tendons in this way, so he wasn't afraid that he would sneak up on him?Although this Dongqing looks strong in martial arts, I am afraid that he is not an opponent now, but at least he should send someone to guard here, so he is not afraid that he will run away?

Thinking about it later - no need.

This house is so frightening. Apart from the many formations, there are all kinds of weird things along the way, such as trees that can eat mice, flowers that can suck blood, and fish that are more than half a meter long. There are weird patterns everywhere, and if you look at it for a long time, your thoughts will be sucked in by those patterns. How can you escape from such a terrifying place.

And this house, it seems that it has not been cleaned for a long time, but the signs of the previous owner are still there, densely carved words on the wall, the notes should be from different people, it can be seen that many people have lived in this house.

The lettering on the wall is simple, the suicide note, the suicide note of different people, and all kinds of wailing and venting words. It is estimated that some of them can't write and just scribble on the wall.

It may not be long before Yan Xiaolou's suicide note will be engraved on the wall...

The house is full of dried blood, the scary thing is that these bloodstains are still different colors, from light pink to deep red, and blue and green, my god, what kind of medicine is this trying?

Now that there were no outsiders, Yan Xiaolou couldn't hold back the pain from his internal injuries and lay down on the window sill, only to find that the moon was so frightened that he hid in the clouds.

Now that he has no internal strength, he can't heal his wounds by himself, so he can only bear it. Fortunately, he is covered in dust, so outsiders can't see his pale face.

He touched the silver chain between his neck.

Hey, this world is too scary, he wants to live in another world...

Yan Xiaolou was so frightened that he didn't sleep all night, fearing that someone would catch him to test the medicine in the middle of the night, but what was even more frightening was that he was safe and sound all night. At dawn, he finally couldn't bear it and fell asleep, and the knock on the door instantly It rang.

Yan Xiaolou was so frightened that his energy was lifted, it's over, it's over, it's over, it's over.

However, the person who came here did not arrest him to test the medicine, but was just a boy who delivered the meals. Yan Xiaolou thought that this kind of unknown waiting was too scary, so he simply wanted to know the date of death.

"Little brother, do you know when I will test the medicine? What kind of medicine? How long will it take to die?" If it is painful, he will hit the wall now.

"I'm just delivering food, I don't know about this," the boy said with a blank expression, "But the East Wing is the most elite kid in the house, unlike the South Wing, who is just at the beginning level, some ordinary medicines can't I asked you to try it, so you can live with peace of mind."

Are you sure you say that, can I live with peace of mind...

Yan Xiaolou took the plate, "Wait a minute, even if you are a drug slave, you can't abuse me like this. The prisoners in the prison eat better than me. If you starve me to death, what medicine do you use?"

The servant was puzzled, "You have the best food among the three drug slaves, with meat."

Yan Xiaolou: ...

Meat is the best?So what kind of meat is there, right?This is a plate of white boiled pork belly, how can you eat the greasy white meat, and the steamed buns, are they steamed buns?No face?Isn't this just a dead gnocchi?

The servant had already left, Yan Xiaolou returned to the room with the plate in his hand, his trembling hands trembled for a long time, and finally he stuck his chopsticks into the plate.

vomit……

As soon as he entered the mouth, Yan Xiaolou immediately vomited it out. It was not only greasy and disgusting, but also contained a mess of seasonings and everything. The taste was horrible!

In the next few days, what Yan Xiaolou received was all kinds of dark dishes, all kinds of boiled meat in white water, and all kinds of seasonings.At first Yan Xiaolou thought it was a special treatment from their drug slaves, but later he found out by accident that the whole house was eating this kind of food, just to see if there was any meat.

Haven't these people's taste buds been spoiled yet?

Although Yan Xiaolou was born into an aristocratic family, he learned the six arts of a gentleman and memorized the family rules of his ancestors, but none of him managed to do it well. He was in chaos all day long. Spend the night in the wild less, and you will have some grilled chicken and grilled fish. Although it is not as good as a chef, it is definitely much better than the food in this ghost place.

Every time the servant brought the food, Yan Xiaolou would reprocess it again, and he could barely eat it. At the same time, Yan Xiaolou decided that he must escape!If this continues, even if he is not seriously injured and dies, he will be poisoned to death by the dark cooking!

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☆, first sight

This house is full of traps, so there is no need to send guards, Yan Xiaolou can move around at will, no one will take care of him, but if he is injured by the traps, no one will help him heal.

After all, Lonicera Garden is the courtyard where drug slaves live. In order to prevent drug slaves from escaping, there are many organs outside the courtyard, but in order to prevent drug slaves from being killed, those organs are not life-threatening.Yan Xiaolou barely understood the five elements, and after carefully observing the boy's movements for two days, he finally memorized the route, but he still suffered a lot of injuries.

For half a month, Yan Xiaolou ran away every day, but the house was too big and the mechanism was too complicated. He got lost once when he went out, and the most worrying thing was that the servants passed by and saw him as if they didn't see him, and they didn't even ask for directions. Reply, once it was even lost for four days before it was found in Lonicera Garden, and he almost starved to death.

The house is surprisingly large, and there is even a forest in the house. Yan Xiaolou originally wanted to escape into the woods, but he walked all the way to the wall. Although his internal strength was gone, his lightness kung fu was still there. But he was trapped by the formation again, and he couldn't even get out of the woods.

Fortunately, this forest is relatively safe, there are no other traps that can harm people's lives except the array, but there are many kinds of rare herbs, and Yan Xiaolou dare not eat them without understanding the principles of medicine.

Yan Xiaolou was sleepy in the woods for a day and a night, but still couldn't get out. He was so hungry that stares appeared in his eyes, and his internal injuries were painful.

Wouldn't the boy who delivered the food come out to look for him when he found out that he was not there?He wouldn't have been poisoned to death by the medicine, so he would starve to death here first, right?

Just when Yan Xiaolou was so hungry that he decided to gnaw on the bark of a tree, he suddenly saw two pheasants flying opposite him.

Meat... Meat!

Fortunately, I found out that there is still a stream in the woods just now, but there are no fish. Yan Xiaolou grabbed the pheasant and went to the stream to clean it, very skillfully.

Fortunately, after living in this ghostly place for a long time, Yan Xiaolou always carried seasonings with him. He took out a torch and lit a fire, roasted one on the fire, sprinkled it with seasonings, and started to process the next one.

The scent came out after a while, so happy~

In fact, as long as there are pheasants to eat all the time, it’s okay to keep him trapped in the woods, it’s better than going out to be tested for medicine, and he doesn’t have to worry about being chased and killed by the enemy, internal injuries, the left and right can’t die now, let’s talk about it later.

Yan Xiaolou thought so.

Although Yan Xiaolou lost his martial arts skills, the five senses of martial arts practitioners are very sharp, not as good as before, and he can clearly hear the sound of footsteps approaching.

boy?Do you want to kill him?After all, he suddenly didn't want to leave the woods, and he could save Xiao Si for the next meal...

Keke, a little too cruel.

Yan Xiaolou turned his head and saw that the person who came was a strange man, he didn't look like a servant, because all the servants here were wearing clothes with black stripes on a white background, but this man was dressed in pure white.

From head to toe, there is no extra color. The collar, cuffs and hem of the shirt are embroidered with strange cloud patterns with brocade thread of the same color. There is no luxury, no poverty, but nobility.

This man was frighteningly good-looking, he didn't look like a real person, Yan Xiaolou had never seen such a handsome man before, he always thought that he was quite good-looking, compared with him... it was nothing.

He has long black hair draped behind his back, tied casually with a belt, looking mysterious and lazy, his facial features look so good when viewed separately and together, with sword eyebrows, star eyes, straight nose and thin lips, he is so handsome.

There is a small cinnabar mole under his left eye, which adds a bit of beauty to him, but it is not a woman's charm, it just adds a bit of softness to his stern face.

There are beauties in the south of the Yangtze River, Yan Xiaolou is used to seeing handsome men and beautiful women, seeing this person, he still feels that the ones he has seen before are nothing.

Except that his brows and eyes were drooping and his thin lips were slightly pursed, looking a little unhappy.

Yan Xiaolou looked at him, oops, it looks better when he is cold.

The man in white didn't seem to see Yue Xiaolou, he just stared at the freshly disemboweled pheasant in Yan Xiaolou's hand with a cold face, his eyes narrowed slightly.

Yan Xiaolou looked at the chicken in his hand in wonder. Could it be that he was also lost in the woods for several days and was hungry?

The man in white's eyes fell on the grilled chicken on the shelf, but he just looked at it and didn't speak. Yan Xiaolou wanted to turn the roasted chicken around, but he didn't dare to move because of his cold gaze.

After a while, half of the side of the chicken was almost burnt, and the man in white was still staring at it for a moment, Yan Xiaolou couldn't help but asked, "You...what's the matter?"

The man in white finally looked at him, as if finally waiting for him to speak, he opened his thin lips and said, "What is this?"

Tsk tsk, not only is he handsome, but he also has a nice voice.

But if he didn't take the initiative to speak, how could he hold it back?

"Roast chicken!" Yan Xiaolou flattered.

The man in white looked at him for a while, then turned and left. Yan Xiaolou didn't realize until his figure disappeared, why didn't he ask for his name!

Yan Xiaolou hurriedly turned the roast chicken around.

Fortunately, after a while, the man in white came back again, with a plate in his hand, walked up to Yan Xiaolou, and started looking at him again without speaking.

Yan Xiaolou was cleaning up the second chicken, but he looked at him like a thorn in his back, but he kept silent, Yan Xiaolou had no choice but to speak up again.

"what happened?"

The man in white pointed at the things on the plate and said in a deep voice, "Why is it different?"

Yan Xiaolou heard that he had studied the contents on the plate, but he couldn't figure it out, so he could only ask him, "What is this?"

"Roast chicken." The man in white said.

Yan Xiaolou looked at the golden and fragrant roast chicken on his shelf, and then at the plate in front of him. Is this black mass a roast chicken?This is obviously a block of carbon!

"Why is it different?" The man in white asked again.

Yan Xiaolou thought for a while, "Because the roasters are different?"

The man in white raised the plate in his hand, and said a word, "Change."

Really concise.

Yan Xiaolou fell silent, this exchange was not fair at all.

Seeing that he didn't speak, the man in white put down the plate, picked up the roast chicken on the shelf, and left, okay, this is the legendary saying, talk less and do more, and grab it without talking.

Yan Xiaolou got up and went to stop him, "Why don't you just steal things from others without saying anything."

"I told you." The man in white said.

"I don't agree!"

The man in white pretended not to hear him, and walked around him, but Yan Xiaolou continued to stop him.

The man in white didn't speak, and Yan Xiaolou didn't let him go. In fact, he still had a chicken, so it's okay to give him this one, but seeing his silence, he always wanted to tease him.

The two were at a stalemate for a long time, the man in white frowned slightly, and there was an expression on his indifferent face.

Yan Xiaolou looked at him with a wide smile.

"These two birds are raised by me." The man in white said suddenly.

This is not a bird but a pheasant thank you.

"You killed my bird, you can choose to lose the bird or lose your life."

Yan Xiaolou silently compared the height and figure of the two, as well as his not weak breath.

In fact, they were about the same height. Strictly speaking, Yan Xiaolou was only a little shorter than him, but his aura was stronger than his, and he had no cultivation.

"Be polite, please be polite. Anyway, I have two of them. The so-called meeting will give you half, and I will share one with you. Come on, this chicken is not cooked yet, come and continue roasting." Yan Xiaolou coaxed him Return the chicken to the rack.

Although the man in white was reluctant, he returned the chicken to him, then glanced at the roasted chicken, "Is it not cooked yet?"

"Of course it's not ripe, look, there are still bloodshots."

The man in white pursed his lips, isn't it always like this...

Yan Xiaolou cleaned up the second chicken and put it on the rack to roast, then sat down on the ground, seeing that he was still standing aside, he grabbed him easily.

The man in white didn't expect him to make a move suddenly, and he was dragged to sit on the ground by him. He first raised his eyebrows, gave him a cold look, then got up and moved a fairly smooth stone to the side, and put it away properly. sit down.

Yan Xiaolou looked at his splayed legs and his crooked body, and at his straight back, he couldn't help sticking to it for a while.

The man in white looked at him with disgust for a moment, as if he was plagued by the plague, moved the stone away, and continued to stare at the roast chicken.

Yan Xiaolou found it funny seeing his awkward appearance, so he leaned over again.

The man in white continued to move away with a cold face, and Yan Xiaolou continued to move closer, and then the two of them moved around the fire for a full circle.

"Come on, I'll just stay next to you." Yan Xiaolou waved at him.

The man in white didn't pay attention to him. Seeing that he didn't pester him anymore, he kept his distance and sat quietly without speaking. Although his expression was always as cold as ice, his eyes never left the roast chicken.

Hey, everyone in this house has been harmed by that dark chef...

Yan Xiaolou lay on the ground with his legs crossed, pulled a grass and put it in his mouth.

"Are you familiar?" He actually heard the man in white ask.

Yan Xiaolou was quite surprised, but couldn't help but chuckled, "It's been a while, I'm not familiar with it."

Yan Xiaolou picked up the second grass, only to hear the man in white ask again: "Is it ripe?"

"No……"

Yan Xiaolou hummed a ditty tune.

"Are you ripe?"

……

After the white-clothed man asked 37 times, he finally got an affirmative answer from Yue Xiaolou. He reached out to take down the roast chicken, and he took it with his bare hands, as if he wasn't afraid of the heat.

The man in white tore off a small piece of chicken. He frowned and looked at it for a while, then lowered his head and sniffed it lightly. Then his brows furrowed tighter, and then he slowly opened his mouth and took a small bite.

The author has something to say: This can be said to be the most handsome protagonist in all my novels. In order to match his identity, he has to be so handsome. I feel that Xiao Gong's childhood was so miserable...

☆, Xie Jia Ahuan

It’s just such a small piece of shredded pork, and if you still bite it so small, it won’t be next year after you finish eating it. Besides, it’s just a chicken, do you want to eat it so grandly?

Despite such slander, Yan Xiaolou still looked at him nervously.

The man in white took the first bite. Although his face was still cold, his brows were obviously not so tight.

Yan Xiaolou heaved a sigh of relief, it wasn't that he cared too much, it was because this person's expression was too solemn, like a famous chef tasting dishes.

He stretched out his hand to pull the chicken leg, and the man in white took the chicken and dodged out far away.

Yan Xiaolou had never seen this lightness kung fu before, and he couldn't tell which school it was at all.

"What are you doing?" The man in white furrowed his brows that had just been loosened.

"Can't I share my roasted chicken?" The main reason is that the second one will take a long time to cook.

The man in white thought for a while, unscrewed the chicken butt and threw it to him.

Yan Xiaolou: ...

Don't look at this man's eating style, but he eats fast, tearing bit by bit, and half of the chicken is gone in a while.

It seems that I have been hungry for several days.

Yan Xiaolou leaned closer again, one white and one purple very close, "You handsome man, I think you look familiar, have we met somewhere~"

The man in white frowned slightly as if impatient, but for the sake of the roast chicken in his hand, he still didn't say anything, but turned his head away not to look at him.

"My name is Yan Xiaolou, what about you?"

The man in white automatically blocked his ears.

It is true that Yan Xiaolou is not an obedient master with his eyesight, so he tugged at his white sleeve, "Tell me, is your name ugly? Are you embarrassed to say it when you hear my name sounds so nice?"

The man in white continued to turn his back.

"If you really envy my name, we can change it. From today onwards, your name will be Hui Xiao..."

The man in white finally couldn't bear to interrupt him, "You can't talk!"

Yan Xiaolou spread his hands so innocently, "I don't have food." You ate all the chicken, but he threw the chicken's butt and threw it away.

The man in white started to eat again silently.

Yan Xiaolou continued: "You don't look like you came from a poor family, so you shouldn't be sold into this house, right? Could it be that you were also kidnapped to be a drug slave?"

Of course, there must be no answer, and Yan Xiaolou didn't care, he just regarded him as the default.

"It is said that No. 44 is a shop, so do you know what it sells? Who is the owner? Seeing how scary this house is, the owner must not be a good bird." Yan Xiaolou disliked it.

The man in white paused, a strange expression flashed across his handsome face, he glanced at Yan Xiaolou.

Yan Xiaolou turned the second chicken around, vaguely felt his gaze, looked up, and saw the man in white holding the roast chicken and glaring at him, his eyes seemed to push him into the fire!

Yan Xiaolou smiled at him, the white-clothed man showed disgust, and was about to look away when his cold gaze fell on Yan Xiaolou's neck.

Yan Xiaolou lowered his head, it turned out that his collar was accidentally opened a little, revealing the silver chain between his neck.

He laughed and pulled up his clothes to cover the silver chain, and winked at the man in white, "Oh, why are you staring at me like this, I'm so embarrassed, and you're not a big girl."

The man in white looked away.

Yan Xiaolou leaned over again and saw that he was dressed in white, and just as he was about to pat him, the man in white dodged and grabbed his wrist at the same time.

Yan Xiaolou was just about to speak with a smile when the man in white changed his expression slightly. Could it be that he grabbed his wrist and exposed his internal injury?Yan Xiaolou withdrew his hand embarrassingly.

The man in white didn't say much, so don't turn around to look at him.

Yan Xiaolou didn't care about the other party's indifference, he lay on the ground and looked at him lazily, "Why do you think you are so good-looking, by the way, you haven't told me your name yet."

Of course no one would take care of him.

"handsome man?"

"Young man in white?"

"Brother Jun?"

"Young gentleman?"

The man in white finally squinted at him, his eyelashes were as charming as a golden folding fan in the sunlight.

In his mouth, he gritted his teeth and said, "Xie Huan!"

Yan Xiaolou's eyes lit up, "Ah, the name is so nice, no wonder you have to tell me, Huanhuan, Ahuan, Huanlang, Xie Langjun, Qiaohuanlang, Brother Xie, Xie Ahuan..."

Yan Xiaolou was giving nicknames to others, and Xie Huan's face turned darker and darker. He was busy trying to shut up, but after a while he couldn't help but said, "Ah Huan, how long have you been locked up here?"

Xie Huan put down the chicken and stared at him, expressing his dissatisfaction with this title.

Yan Xiaolou looked at him innocently, indicating that he didn't understand.

After a long time, Xie Huan said bitterly: "Don't call me A Huan!"

"Why? Ah Huan sounds so nice, Ah Huan, Ah Huan...well, I'll change it, I'll change it