Chapter 117: The smell of alcohol

He doesn't care about what they talk about or what they do out there, he just wants to enjoy himself - even if he doesn't really contribute in the end, so what?

I've been eating and drinking here for a long time, it's worth it!

Yu Shiwu still smiled and thought, even if he didn't do anything, he actually contributed - at least it improved Mr. Yin's fighting spirit, made him want to do it very much, and worked very hard for it!

It didn't take long for Yu Dongfu to feel the spiritual realm he had arranged vibrate, and then slowly dispersed, so that he couldn't feel the information outside.

In terms of things, it is estimated that these wine jars are passive.

Naturally, not all wine jars are part of the spiritual realm, and they all have a role, in fact, there are only a few of them who have contributed, and they have to be assisted by other things.

However, in order to prevent other people who study the spiritual realm from discovering his ignorance, and thus discovering that there is a person who knows the spiritual realm, Yu Wei placed all the blankets indiscriminately in order to interfere with the line of sight - although he felt that there would be no one in this world who could know this thing, not even one who knew the name, but he was still cautious.

Unexpectedly, these two masters and apprentices did such a great job that even his arrangements would be destroyed. I don't know if he thinks these things are ridiculous and can't see them, or is he afraid that he will use these things they can't understand to find the cause of things faster than them?

I didn't want to care what the people outside were doing, but the spirit realm couldn't do without it—not to listen to the conversations of a few people outside, but to monitor the movement of something I don't know.

Yu Dongxi arranged the place where he was located again.

This time, the layout has the same function as the last one, except that the center has shifted, but it still surrounds the tavern, and you can hear the conversation outside, and you can also detect the movement of the thing.

Yu checked the thing, and it was still somewhere on the edge of the upper floor.

This tavern originally did not have a second floor, in order to show their wealth, the Cheng family bought a large piece of land and built the building into a floor.

Well, that thing should be lying on the floor.

There is also a staircase leading to the second floor in the corner of this house, which is very low, and it is very inconvenient for adults to bend over to stand up.

Some things that are not used on weekdays can be placed on it, but because they can't be too heavy, there will be rats and birds and other things, so the Cheng family didn't do that, but dug the basement again.

This time, the thing's hiding place was closer to the center of the spiritual realm, and he felt the thing more deeply, so he began to carefully examine the size, shape, and other things of the thing, trying to determine whether he could be subdued.

The voices of several people talking outside listened, and Yu Shiwu took out the stacked plates.

Cheng Jing said goodbye to Yu Wu, and then took Mr. Yin and his apprentice out, probably to buy something that needed to be used.

Yu was playing in the things by himself, and he didn't mean to do anything - these people could come back at any time, how could they go up and grab things?

Mr. Yin brought back a number of things that he didn't know about things, and he naturally didn't explain what they meant, so he took up the entire front hall and began to set it up.

Cheng Jing, seeing these things being messed up, glanced at Yu things with some embarrassment.

Mr. Yin is not only busy himself, but his apprentices are busy, but he will also command Cheng Jing and Cheng Jing to bring that little guy to work, and he can't stop for a moment.

Mr. Yin was sweating profusely, running all over the house, and he didn't forget to turn around and count things: "The broken jar is broken, and even the pretentious arrangement is saved?

Yu Shiwu leaned his back against the door, and when he heard him chirping, he just smiled.

Mr. Yin straightened up and suddenly said to something: "By the way, I warn you, since you want to stay in this place, don't take advantage of the fact that you are alone and destroy my arrangement!"

I'll tell you, if it's destroyed or something else, I can tell at a glance, don't try to play tricks!"

This time, Yu Shiwu looked at him with a cold expression.

"Don't think anyone is as boring as you are. Yu Dongxi said.

Mr. Yin's face was a little red, after all, he had just disrupted those wine jars in a moment of anger - although he had decided that these jars were just a fool's errand, but if this person took advantage of this, he would not be able to tell.

When everything was done, the group left, and the door was closed, and Yu locked it from the inside.

It's still early, but things have already decided to attack.

He first searched the entire house for a weapon he could use.

However, there is nothing here but to grab the bottle and smash people.

So, Yu Wu found a wooden broom, removed the bottom section, and took the wooden stick and prepared to go up.

In front of the stairs, he tiptoed, controlling his voice to be small and small, and at the same time distracting himself from using the spiritual realm to see if the thing noticed or moved.

The stairs of the hut were also made of wood, and the creak of stepping on them made the thing feel his heart beat faster, and he paused for a moment to make sure that there was no problem, and took another step forward, but the creak was still heard.

However, the thing upstairs still didn't move.

Yu was a little bolder, and he moved to the top of the stairs little by little, and finally reached the second floor.

No one cleaned it, there was a layer of dust on the ground, and there were some footprints of birds, and I carefully identified the things, but I didn't find anything unusual.

Still on his toes, he kept walking.

Little by little, it moved to a place across the wall from the thing.

The so-called wall, which is a layer of planks, is very fragile.

Concentrate on something and hold your breath.

He always felt as if he had heard something.

Whew-plu-puff-puff

This made Yu Wu even more nervous, he didn't dare to stick his head out, for fear of being cut off by some sharp weapon, after some preparation, he suddenly jumped out, stretched the stick forward, and was about to shout "Don't move", but the words came to his mouth but were held back.

In front of the thing, there was a big lump of things, lying on the ground, snoring and sleeping.

It was a dog.

A Chinese pastoral dog.

And when I heard the sound, it was snoring, and its saliva was running down the floor, almost seeping down the floor.

It looked like a normal dog, except for its huge size, and it smelled of alcohol.