a very dark dark guard

Chapter 23 It's time to sleep and dig a hole

This is how Shenbingxing's wealth was accumulated, so it was possible to buy a house in Yuancheng, where every inch of land was expensive.It is said that Young Master Xiaoyao has only one son, who was born by his deceased wife. This Young Master Xiaoyao is also an infatuated person. After his wife passed away, he never remarried.

His only son was born with a golden spoon in his mouth, and he had no mother since he was a child. He loved this son so much that he was so used to it.

Although the original body has never been in contact with the people of Shenbing Xing, he has also heard a lot of rumors about this young master.

Most of the evaluation of him is "stupid bag", the prediction of his future development direction is "lost the family property", and the prediction of their father-son relationship is "to piss his father off".

From the fact that he was beaten by Liu Yanyan, tied us back, and sent me to inquire about Liu Yanyan's purpose of going down the mountain, he is indeed 'very brave'.

And his name is Ou Yong, obviously his personality followed the name.

Walking out of the gate of the backyard of Ou's house, I led Yun Zhou straight to the downtown area. Mr. Xiaoyao chose a quiet place to build his house, but it was inconvenient to buy things.

Yun Zhou has stopped eating in the past two days, and his mood is so low that he seems to be suffering from jade disease.

I have to quickly charge him up and get him back to life.

Ou Yong sent someone to watch us secretly, it should be a secret guard, the way is similar to the original body, I am very familiar with it.

They wanted to follow them, so I took Yunzhou to the bustling market for dinner. Yuancheng is located at the intersection of the centers of the four countries, and there are countless delicious and interesting things.

Special snacks from all over the country can be seen everywhere, and the food in the dungeon is mediocre. I took him to a restaurant to have a big meal first, and then went to a dim sum shop to shop for the goods after the big meal.

I think that our identities have nothing to hide, and we have nothing to whisper, and we are not elegant people, so we don't need to enter the private room, just eat in the lobby.

It's mealtime right now, the lobby is full of people eating, the waiter greeted us warmly, and shared a table for us.

Another diner at this table was a girl with a sword on the table. She only ordered a bowl of rice and a plate of fried vegetables.

Yunzhou and I squeezed on a bench, sitting opposite the girl.

I asked Xiaoer to choose a set of special dishes in the store, and Xiaoer kindly reminded that the dishes in their store are large, and I am afraid that the two of us will not be able to finish a set.

"Don't worry, it won't be wasted." I threw a few copper coins to Xiao Er, and he ran to the back kitchen in a hurry, bringing a pot of cold dishes and a few plates of dried fruits.

If you don't reveal your wealth, how will others know that we are not short of money?
Yun Zhou and I were still wearing the peasant clothes we bought last time, without any weapons or luggage. Even if I have the aura of a master and he has the aura of wealth, he can't be a silver flower, can he?

After giving a tip, Xiao Er's attitude changed qualitatively.

The dishes were served one by one, one plate after another, Yun Zhou's eating speed was almost the same as his serving speed.

The empty plates were in front of me, and Yun Zhou was only responsible for cooking.

The diners around cast surprised glances and sneered in a low voice: "This idiot can really eat."

I glanced at the man, smiled slightly, and continued to clean up the empty plates for Yun Zhou without replying.

My ability can be cast in the air, but the effect will be greatly reduced. It will not kill people or save lives, and it will make people uncomfortable for a day.

The man who laughed at Yunzhou just ate two mouthfuls of food, then covered his head and said that his head hurts.

There was no wind in the lobby, he was separated from us by a certain distance, no one touched him, no one hit him, he suddenly felt unwell, the people at the same table didn't think much of it, and told him to go see the doctor immediately.

They left in a hurry before they finished their meal.

Yun Zhou was gnawing on the pig's trotters vigorously, not caring what happened around him at all.

Instead, the girl opposite looked up at me.

I put the stacked plates into the basket prepared by Xiaoer so that he can send them to the kitchen.

The dishes in this restaurant are exquisite, not as affordable as Xiao Er said, there is only a thin layer of meat on the plate, and Yun Zhou ate it up in a few mouthfuls.

I asked Xiao Er for a green onion and a bowl of sauce, and Xiao Er gave me a plate of stinky tofu, which I ate with garlic.

For a few days, I have been very effective in improving my eating habits. I have tried all kinds of strong food.

The girl opposite pinched her nose, quickly cleaned the rice in the bowl, put down the money, picked up the sword and rushed out of the lobby holding her breath.

The desktop she vacated was used by Yun Zhou to pile up the 'bones'.

Xiao Er suggested to me that I could take Yunzhou to participate in the "big stomach king" competition. Every time a martial arts conference is held, Weixianlou will hold a big stomach king competition.

Weixianlou is the largest restaurant in Yuancheng and the tallest building in Yuancheng.

It is a century-old store with an 'elevator' for high-end consumption.

Ordinary Jianghu people can only eat on the first floor, and the higher the floor, the higher the status of the customer.

The original body has never had the opportunity to go there, and I couldn't find Liu Yanyan for a while, so it would be good to take Yunzhou to Weixianlou to eat and drink first.

Yuancheng was originally the 'capital' of people from the rivers and lakes, and it was usually lively, and it became a tourist attraction during the conference.

The inns were so full that even firewood houses could not be rented.

It’s okay to go shopping on the street during the day, and there is always a place to rest for eating and drinking. Although there are restaurants open 24 hours at night, there is no place to sleep.

Just as I was planning to find a hidden place, dig a hole and bury Yunzhou in it to sleep overnight, a familiar face appeared in front of our eyes.

"Are you here?" A Zhao waved his handkerchief and greeted us first.

At this time, we are only two streets away from Weixian Building. The Big Stomach King Competition lasts for seven days, but one day is held and one day is off. Today is an off-season day. I am thinking about finding a place to spend the night near it so that I can directly participate in the competition tomorrow.

"Yeah." I didn't want to mention the young master Shenbingxing on the street, so I just nodded.

"Aren't you not coming? Have you changed your mind? Let's go, follow me to see the lady!" Azhao said and came to pull me.

I took two steps back, avoiding his hand, and explained: "I haven't changed my mind, we have other things to do here."

"I'm here now. What's the rush? It's getting dark. What's the matter? I'll do it tomorrow. No matter what the reason is, going to a friend's house for a meal is not too much, right?"

Ah Zhao appeared alone, with no one around him, and he was carrying a cloth bundle in his hand, which contained medicinal materials, which smelled very strong.

"We've eaten it." After eating it for a day, I've never heard of a 'spy' who eats himself to death without doing anything.

"What are you doing here? What are you digging a hole for?" Ah Zhao noticed that I was holding a shovel in my hand, and there was a big hole at my feet, just enough for a person to lie down.

"Sleep." I don't feel ashamed. Every time a martial arts conference is held, some people can't rent a room. Those who are good in martial arts sleep on the roof, those who are not as good in martial arts sleep in the stables, and those who are not successful sleep on the street.

"Sister, you dug this for him, right? You want to bury him alive? You can't do it. Lying in this pit is not called sleeping, it's called eternal sleep."

"There are straw mats, no filling." I pointed to the broken mats prepared by the pit. The shovel and straw mats were all picked up from the garbage dump, and the shovel was still usable and the straw mats were clean.

(End of this chapter)