Seeing that he couldn't get out, the yellow dog demon turned around helplessly, still pretending not to see it.
"What did I come in for? Yes, eat, eat."
He carefully sat on the seat next to him and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the black shadow was indifferent.
The two dog monsters outside were used to being domineering on this street. They stood up, grabbed the passers-by's robes and put them on, and looked at the boss inside the inn.
Other monsters also gathered around, looking inside the inn with curiosity and surprise.
As long as they often move around this street, these three monsters are no strangers.
They belong to the Wild Dog Gang, and no merchant in this area dares to offend them.
"Boss, come out quickly." Bucktooth greeted from outside, but he didn't dare to take another step inside.
The yellow dog demon inside saw that the black shadow had not moved yet, so he stood up carefully and said, "Ha, I, I'm full."
He groped his way out again, but was stopped by another cold light.
The yellow dog demon trembled in fright, "I, can I sit down for a while?"
Before he could turn back, the sword shadow flashed again, and the sword light accurately picked up strings of copper coins from the pieces of clothing that had just turned into pieces.
These copper coins flew over the head of the yellow dog demon and landed in the money box at the back.
The yellow dog demon was enlightened and suddenly knew what he had done.
"Ha, it turns out that I didn't pay the bill." He carefully took out a bunch of copper coins from his arms and put them on the counter.
Seeing the black shadow, he remained indifferent, and placed several more copper coins, all of which he had obtained through hard work and blackmail today.
After putting down so much, the yellow dog demon tried to walk out again. A black shadow suddenly floated. The frightened yellow dog demon held his head and shouted: "There's more, there's more."
He took out all the coins from his trouser legs and put them on the counter.
The shadow of the black sword flashed, and all the copper coins were pushed into the cash box, and with a "fly", they returned to the word sword.
The yellow dog demon then cautiously left the inn.
As soon as he stepped out of the threshold, his legs gave out. Fortunately, the two dog demons had quick eyesight and quick hands to hold him up.
"Boss, are you okay?" Bucktooth asked.
"It's okay, it's just that my body is a little weak and I need to eat some buns. Goubuli won't take care of me." said the yellow dog demon.
"I still want to eat, that's good, that's good." They helped the yellow dog demon and left quickly. This inn is so damn evil.
After they left, the remaining monsters stared at the inn curiously.
"This inn is a bit evil. How dare you offend the Wild Dog Gang."
"Maybe he's new here and doesn't know how powerful the Wild Dog Gang is."
"I don't think so. This shop owner is very capable. Look at his mysterious look just now, and you don't even know what kind of monster he is."
"By the way, when did this inn appear?"
"It's been a while, but it doesn't seem to be open. There has been no sign of the demon."
The monsters started talking about it, and soon, half of the street knew that there was an inn here with a great owner.
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Dusk, Yangzhou Inn.
The jujube play came to an end, and I spent the rest of my life making jujube in the lobby, not knowing that the Sleepless City Inn was already famous.
It was also busy outside the inn.
The villagers borrowed the inn's ox cart to bring back the cut rice and pile it in the open space next to the inn.
Not only ox carts, but also Maomao and even thunder carts were on the battlefield.
The difference is that the driver of the bullock cart is Dahan She, and the person helping next to him is Xiaomei Zhu. As for the woman who pretended to be a corpse, she is still sleeping upstairs.
She is only active at night.
Three months ago, a man named Yang went to Yangzhou alone, leaving behind She Dahan and Zhu Xiaomei, who was infatuated with him.
No matter how much the corpse fraud girl tosses, Zhu Xiaomei remains unmoved, and now the corpse fraud woman is too lazy to pay attention to Zhu Xiaomei.
Anyway, at night, Miss Zhu can’t even think of anything.
Inn accommodation is cheap and there are cheap meals, but if you stay there for a long time, it's still expensive.
Zhu Xiaomei didn't have to worry about having money, but She Dahan couldn't just sit back and have nothing to do, so he started working as a long-term worker in the village.
He used to live in the village and was no stranger to farm work. He could do everything from irrigating, weeding, and cutting rice, and he was a good hand.
Now he is responsible for helping the villagers pull back the rice.
Zhu Xiaomei was inseparable from Dahan She and was helping him unload the rice from the truck.
"I'll come, I'll come," She Dahan hurriedly stopped her, "You're such a delicate one, I'll do the rough work."
Zhu Xiaomei smiled: "No, I can do it too."
Even so, Dahan She stopped her from taking action.
Zhu Xiaomei ran outside the inn, poured him a cup of herbal tea and brought it over.
The big man She smiled honestly, drank the drink in one gulp, and continued working.
Ye Zigao shook his head in front of the painting table next to him, "What's so good about Lao She? You're so devoted to him."
"It's manly," Zhu Xiaomei said when she came back and put the tea bowl away.
"Manliness? This is already popular now." Ye Zigao muttered.
"You also have masculine charm." I said.
It also set up a table next to it, and Yu Sheng wrote on it: "The divine machine will be broken in a second, and it will be known five hundred years in advance."
"Have I?" Ye Zi raised his eyebrows and smiled broadly, "Why didn't I know?"
"Didn't you rely on your manly pants to seduce the black girl?" I said.
"Pah", the black girl gave it a slap on the back of the head, "Count what should be counted, and don't count what shouldn't be counted."
I also grinned.
He is also famous now, but there are relatively few people who look to him to calculate the future, but more people look to him to calculate the past.
For example, Mr. Wang, a businessman from the north, just checked into the inn.
He was away on business, and it was common for him to be unable to return home for three or four months.
He asked me to help him calculate whether any of the five or six children in the family were not his.
Looking back on the past, I told him that the five or six children were not his, but the ones next door named Zhang.
On the contrary, his servants are his descendants.
At that time, Mr. Wang was no longer in the mood to go south to do business, and was trying to find a way to sell the goods and return north.
Soon, a cart of rice was unloaded, and Dahan She drove the ox cart away. Little Sister Zhu followed behind without disdain.
The black girl couldn't help but sigh: "Don't tell me, if it weren't for the guy who was cheating on the corpse upstairs, they would be quite suitable together."
Yu Sheng nodded inside the inn, "That's true, but it's a pity that this world is all about first come, first served."
As soon as he finished speaking, the thousand-faced demon fox came out of the kitchen.
She first scanned the surroundings and saw no sign of the person she wanted to see before she reported some things about Hanshan City to Yu Sheng.
Hanshan City is developing well now, canal construction is proceeding in an orderly manner, and banks have also loaned out a lot of money.
Yu Sheng even asked the young master to carve out a piece of land to build a house on the Zhushan Mountain where Ye Zigao and Fu Nan were once imprisoned, and received another sum of money.
"By the way," the Thousand-Faced Demon Fox said, "Everyone Hong asked me to tell you that there are signs of activity of the Netherworld God Statue that you mentioned in that cave."
"Oh", Yu Sheng was stunned and decided to go there tomorrow.
Ever since she agreed to let Yu Sheng meet this man, Hong Chiyan has not seen him, and now there is finally some movement.
An arm on the table suddenly woke up Yu Sheng, who was in a daze. When he looked back, he saw the old master lying on the table.
His hair was messy, and his face looked like he was being tortured and going crazy, "Kuchiki, Kuchiki!"
"Master, Xiaobai, what's wrong with you?" Yu Sheng asked.
The master snatched the jar of jujubes from Yu Sheng's hand, raised his head and drank a few sips, then bit into two dates.
"I have to replenish my blood, otherwise your little white guy will be so angry that he will vomit blood three times and die with his eyes closed." Master said.
The little white fox followed from behind, holding a writing brush in his hand, "Master, don't go, what did I say?"
"You said that when saints made characters, they took their shapes and spirits to form the characters, so just think of the appearance of a chicken."
Xiaobai looked at what he had drawn and found it looked quite similar.
"I'm talking about a live chicken, not a roasted chicken." The master collapsed and hit his head on the table, "Why don't I eat dumplings with vinegar? Why!"