He Jinxi raised his head with hatred on his face, "Witch, Wu Yang!"
"My mother." Yu Sheng was shocked.
He took a few steps back and looked at Mrs. He Jinxi on the bed in surprise. He was relieved when he saw that there was nothing strange about her.
As a well-known female witch, Wu Yang is not among the ten witches of Lingshan, but her reputation is no less than that of the ten witches of Lingshan, and is even more terrifying.
As the ancestor of Cuizhu, Wu Yang was an expert in the art of poison, and he was also good at poisoning.
Wu Yang also has the ability to save lives. He is about to come to the Eastern Wasteland and the ancient mythical beast Yuqi has gone crazy. Wu Yang is among the six witches who save it.
A woman who is good at bewitching is not scary, nor is a woman who has good medical skills. What is scary is that a woman who is both good at bewitching and has good medical skills can save people or die with just one thought.
Such a strange woman, she will play with people until they are worse than death.
It's just that the magician Wu Yang's lifespan is the same as his, almost as long as the sky. What's the use of studying the immortal body without Mrs. He Jinxi's soul?
It only took three seconds to be serious. At this point, Yu Sheng's thoughts took a turn, "I will actually be immortal for the rest of my life?"
From last night to today, I was either getting drunk, getting into fights or taking advantage of my aunt. Only now in my life have I truly realized the benefits of being the son of King Donghuang.
Immortality, which was out of reach yesterday, is already within reach today. This makes it difficult to work hard for the rest of your life. Wouldn't that not give others a way to survive?
The system said disdainfully in Yu Sheng's ear: "Have you tried hard before?"
This is a good question, and I will choose not to hear it for the rest of my life.
However, my aunt had known that Yu Sheng would have such thoughts, and she was already planning for Yu Sheng's future efforts.
So what if you know your enemy is Wu Yang?
Not only was He Jinxi no match for her, but the Lord of the Immortal City was also no match for Wu Yang. He could only turn a blind eye to her crimes in the city and swallow her anger.
He Jinxi did have a comprehensive plan to take revenge on Wu Yang, but it took too long. It was better to go far away to find a way to cure his wife.
All the way to lovesickness, all the way to sorrow, He Jinxi had too many things to say to others. Now after telling Yu Sheng, he opened up the chat box and poured out endless words to Yu Sheng.
For the rest of his life, he watched He Jinxi's face flickering under the oil lamp, watched as he gradually relaxed his brows, and listened quietly to his confession.
It wasn't until half past midnight that He Jinxi thanked him and Yu Sheng walked out of his room and went downstairs.
In the lobby, Bai Gao and the others were sitting at the long table. Only Cao'er couldn't bear it and went upstairs to sleep.
Except for the long table, all the tables have been moved away, because the house is waiting to be rebuilt, and the people are temporarily building bunks in the inn.
Seeing that Li Zheng and Uncle Shi were there, Yu Sheng said hurriedly: "The room is empty. Uncle Zhang, please take the old man up to have a rest."
"This is absolutely impossible, let's keep it for entertaining guests." Uncle Shi, who was surrounded by many children listening to stories, waved his hand.
Folks often deliver food and food to the inn. How can we leave the room empty for the rest of our lives and let our elders sleep on the floor?
He insisted and asked Bai Gaoxing to send them up. Yu Sheng specially asked: "Make my room available for some elders to live in."
"Where will you sleep at night?" Fu Nan asked, he and Ye Zigao were now crowded in the same room.
"I'll lay the floor." Yu Sheng glanced at Aunt Qing lightly. As for where to lay the floor, that was a matter of knowledge.
From last night to tonight, he had not eaten for the rest of his life. He looked at everyone and said, "Have you eaten?"
Guaizai and Hu's mother were biting their ears and muttering in the distance. After hearing this, they said: "When you came downstairs, we had already used it. Only Sister Qing was waiting for you and hadn't eaten yet."
"Who's waiting for him? I'm just not hungry." Aunt Qing drank a glass of wine and said calmly.
Wei Zai shook his head at Yu Sheng's mischief, and went away to rest with Hu's mother.
As a love saint, Ye Zigao had just offended Yu Sheng. Knowing what Yu Sheng wanted now, he winked at the black girl and wanted to go upstairs.
But when he looked back and saw Fu Nan still looking at Yu Sheng with a smile, Ye Zigao turned around again.
"Go up and sleep." Ye Zi kicked him high.
"Just go up and sleep. Why are you kicking me?" Fu Nan said displeasedly. He quite liked the atmosphere in the lobby.
The friends lay down with their clothes on, chatting with each other by the oil lamps, and fell asleep while chatting. This made him miss his old time in the village.
"I'm afraid that your snoring will affect me." Ye Zigao found a reason.
The snoring was really loud. When Ye Zigao first heard it, he thought a monster was coming. He lifted up the quilt in his sleep and ran away, stepping on the dog's tail.
Fu Nan was pushed up like this. Seeing that the surroundings became quiet, Yu Sheng walked over and touched his aunt's head, "Are you waiting for me?"
"Pa", Aunt Qing kicked Yu Sheng angrily. After all, he was also the city lord, so he had no dignity in front of the people.
Yu Sheng's cry of pain attracted the attention of the people. He pretended that nothing happened, "Come on, little aunt, I'll go down there for you."
Yu Sheng walked into the kitchen, and Aunt Qing drank another glass of wine before slowly walking in with the wine jar in hand.
It's not that she's waiting for Yu Sheng, it's just that the food that Wei Zai makes doesn't suit her taste, and she likes what Yu Sheng cooks.
As soon as I opened the curtain and walked in, before I could see the scene clearly, a shadow came towards my face and pushed Aunt Qing against the wall with her arms.
"What are you doing? You are so capable." Aunt Qing kicked Yu Sheng dissatisfied.
As a swordsman, it is easy to defend against ordinary people's attacks.
However, before her eyes, she had unlocked the seal of the first path and had just received a bit of inheritance from King Donghuang for the rest of her life. Apart from anything else, she had a very difficult time parrying with a divine move.
"I'm just a little hungry." Yu Sheng said, leaning forward and putting his lips to Miss Zhao's lips.
There was the fragrance of wine on it, and greedy Yu Sheng realized that the wine he made was so delicious.
Perhaps it was because of the distance between He Jinxi and his wife that Yu Sheng particularly cherished the time they spent together. This kiss lasted a very long time.
Until Aunt Qing pushed Yu Sheng away and said, "There are people coming from outside."
As a city lord, he must be dignified. He could only bear to be separated for the rest of his life. He turned around to cook, but Aunt Qing grabbed him and straightened his collar.
As soon as the two separated, the storyteller woman walked in through the curtain and asked, "What do you want to eat?" Yu Sheng turned his back to the door and picked the ingredients on the table.
"Let's do something new." Aunt Qing straightened her collar and said to Yu Sheng guiltily, then she cast her eyes on the woman.
The ugly storyteller also has a green gauze on her face, but it is thinner than the gauze, and the scars on her face can be faintly seen.
Looking at the rosy-faced city lord, the ugly storyteller was a little cautious and bowed to Aunt Qing and Yu Sheng in a low voice.
"Please take a seat," Yu Sheng turned to greet her and poured her a cup of tea. "Are you here for medical treatment?" He said with a tactful smile.
"No, no." The ugly storyteller was afraid that Yu Sheng would think she was impatient, so she hurriedly waved her hands, but soon stopped.
She lowered her head and looked at the tea cup in front of her, "I, I know the shopkeeper is a little tired. I'm not here to cure the disease, but I just have an unmerciful request."
"You paid the money and I'll do the work. There's nothing to be restrained about. The guest is Donghuang..." Half of the words were said, and Yu Sheng slapped himself.
This statement is similar to "Customer is God", except that now King Donghuang has become his mother, and if he says this again for the rest of his life, he will recognize his mother everywhere.
The ugly storyteller slapped her mouth when she saw Yu Sheng, and she felt much more relaxed for a moment, "I'm not in a hurry to cure the disease, I, I just hope that when shopkeeper Yu treats a disease, he can heal me first."
Zang Cong was stunned for the rest of his life. Considering the relationship between storyteller and storyteller, he thought that the ugly girl came over in a hurry to ask him to heal the blind storyteller quickly.
Could it be that he thinks highly of them and dares to fall in love?