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Chapter 71: Killing in My Dreams

There are no guests in the inn, so it's rare for me to sleep in for the rest of my life.

When I woke up in the morning, the bright sunshine fell from the backyard into the hotel lobby, causing dust to float in the air.

There was no one in the inn, only the dog squatted in front of the door, looking at the inn with a serious face.

Yu Sheng took a shower and walked out, seeing only Baozi on the street. A few bare-backed boys turned out of the alley, holding a few slightly yellow peaches in their hands.

There is a peach forest in the north of the town, and it is the time when the peaches are about to turn yellow.

Yu Sheng called Baozi over, grabbed three green and yellow peaches from his hand, went back and washed them and took a bite. They were slightly sweet and slightly sour, and he could barely swallow them.

He heard ducks quacking in the river next to the inn. He walked over and saw the little white fox lying on the rocks by the river, staring at the ducks and geese conscientiously.

Yu Sheng walked over, went down to the river bank and sat next to the little white fox. He took off his shoes and put his feet in the water.

There were a lot of fish swimming in the water, and soon some fish came to eat the dead skin on his feet, which made him feel itchy and comfortable.

The sun was still in the southeast, and the river was half bright, and half reflected the corners of the house and the shadows of the trees.

The river water is extremely clear and flows slowly without a trace of sound. Accompanied by the leisurely waterwheel and the chirping of insects and birds, one can hear the sound of the passage of time.

After summer, the water in the river dropped a lot for unknown reasons, leaving the bottom of the river unobstructed.

When Yu Sheng touched the head of the little white fox, he saw many snails the size of quail eggs lying calmly and quietly under the clear and clear shallow water.

When I see snails, my memory for the rest of my life immediately goes back to the scene of enjoying it with my friends at a supper stall on a hot summer night in my previous life.

As soon as I thought about it, the spicy oily smell aroused the greed in my heart.

Yu Sheng stuffed the peach into the little white fox's mouth, eagerly rolled up his pants and went into the water, picking up snails in the clear water.

The snails in the other world are very big, with light yellow and thin shells, and the warehouse is round. I only picked up three or four, and my hands couldn't hold them.

Fortunately, the considerate little white fox brought him a basket.

Yu Sheng walked along the river bank towards the stone bridge and picked up half the basket within twenty steps.

Sometimes you can see two snails clinging to each other affectionately, and they are going to be together for a hundred years, so Yu Sheng showed mercy and let them go.

We walked all the way to the bottom of the bridge, and when Yu Sheng was about to stop, he saw a big snail in the water under the stone bridge, which was as big as half a watermelon.

"Can't this snail turn into a spirit?" Yu Sheng looked at it in surprise.

This field snail is not moving at all, like an old monk dozing off and meditating, so that for the rest of my life I dare not pick it up and cook it with wine.

Just when Yu Sheng turned around and took three steps, he suddenly thought of the story of "Snail Girl" that he had heard in his previous life.

The story goes that a farmer picked up a large field snail and put it in a water tank to raise. Unexpectedly, the snail had become a spirit and could actually help him boil water for cooking.

Hey, if this is such a good thing, wouldn't the inn have one more free guy?

Yu Sheng then went back, picked up the big snail, and knocked it like a watermelon, "Miss snail, brother snail?"

This big field thread doesn't move at all.

"Whatever, let's take it back and talk about it later." Yu Sheng hugged the big snail and walked back.

Of course Yu Sheng doesn't think that if he just picks up a snail, he will become a spirit, but it would be nice to pick it up and tease that boy Ye Gao.

Yu Sheng led the little white fox back to the inn and saw Bai Gaoxing playing chess with Fu Nan.

"You're playing chess with Fu Nan? That's too bullying."

Yu Sheng put down the basket and scanned the chessboard, "It turns out it's backgammon. I can barely handle it with my IQ."

Displeased by the misfortune, he took the opportunity to disrupt the chess game and said, "Shopkeeper Yu, no one is as shabby as you."

He turned around and saw Yu Sheng holding a big snail in his arms, "What is this?"

Yu Sheng smiled slightly, "Secret, where is Ye Zigao?"

"I went to the temple to see the dragon." Bai Gaoxing put away the chess pieces, "By the way, I asked Fu Nan to bring the book back."

After the last time I was told that I didn't know how to deal with it, Yu Sheng said that he wanted to buy two copies of "Stories of Strange Beasts" to improve his memory. It happened that the rich man returned to the city, so Bai Gaoxing asked him to take two copies with him.

I took over the rest of my life and opened it to browse.

Fu Nan quietly kicked Bai Gaoxing, tilted his left eye, and gave him a look.

Bai Gaoxing suddenly became anxious and hurriedly stepped forward to grab the book, but Yu Sheng easily dodged it.

"Shopkeeper, there's a book of mine in it," Bai said happily.

"Yeah." Yu Sheng nodded, flipping through the book and reading with relish, "I saw it, "The Dengcao Monk". It's really good, but the pictures are a little off."

He looked up at Bai Gaoxing, "Yiqian, I'm not talking about you. As the most upright person in the inn, how can you look at such a thing? I'm so disappointed in you."

"No, I." Bai Gaoxing couldn't argue. Although he bought the book and wanted to read it, this idea was superior to Ye Zi's.

"This book has been confiscated. As the innkeeper, I have to think about your health. I can't do odd jobs during the day or take a holiday at night."

Bai Gaoxing said earnestly: "Shopkeeper, you are still young, and you can't stand it now."

"Don't be afraid. As the shopkeeper, for the sake of your health, this little thing is what you should do."

"Besides, a few pictures can't arouse my interest." Yu Sheng said, turning another page, his eyes gleaming, "Oh, there are also pictures of shemales."

Cao'er walked in at this time, followed by Liu Liu, and Yu Sheng hurriedly carried it in his arms.

"What are you hiding?" Cao'er asked suspiciously.

Yu Sheng shook his head, "Nothing, I asked Fu Nan to bring a few books on monster fighting."

Afraid of Cao'er asking, Yu Sheng hurriedly changed the subject, "Miss Liuliu is here, is everything okay at home?"

Liu Liu said: "Those people didn't show up today."

After exchanging a few words, Yu Sheng went back to the kitchen to process the snails and soak them in salted water.

While he was hiding in the kitchen, seven or eight travelers on the Wilderness Road passed through the town together and stopped at an inn to rest.

When the inn became busy again, male and female storytellers slowly walked into the inn.

Perhaps they thought it was not good to live and eat at Uncle Shi's house for free, so after saying hello to Yu Sheng, the male and female storytellers went to the inn looking for business.

The traveler has been on tenterhooks in the wilderness for a long time and really wants to relax, so he clicked on an article.

The blind storyteller placed the drum in front of him, beat it lightly, and began to speak.

What he was talking about this time was not a long masterpiece like "Long Bo Diao Ao", but a piece of legend scattered among the cities in the wilderness.

The general content is about an immortal, known as the "Sleeping Immortal", whose greatest skill is killing people in his dreams.

Yu Sheng was preparing meals for the guests and didn't listen very carefully, but Liu Liu and Cao'er listened with great interest.

Bai Gaoxing also wanted to hear it, but Yu Sheng rushed him to grind tofu.

Amidst the sound of drums, a burly man walked into the inn.

He carried a sword on his back, which was held in a linen cloth. He wore a gray coarse linen suit, and had a thick beard that covered his lips.

The man's eyes were sharp, his hair was long, dirty and knotted, not just a strand, but strands hanging down on his shoulders.

After entering the inn, he glanced around, picked up a table and sat down. The man said in a rough voice: "Waiter, serve the wine and the food."

Ye Zigao came back just in time. After hearing this, he put the pen, ink and paper behind the counter, "Sir, what do you want to eat?"


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