When I got up in the morning, I opened the window and looked at the sky, and the rain kept falling, and the dark clouds still did not disperse.

The tank under the eaves was full, and the overflowing water became a stream that flowed in the ditch in the yard.

Black cat, sheriff dragging salted fish to soak in the ditch.

The dog was playing in the water next to him, and Mao Mao saw that it was interesting, and he also made a splash in the rain, so that the black cat sheriff took a bath.

Yu Sheng retracted his gaze and turned around, just hanging upside down in front of the window, making a grimace to scare the female ghost of Yu Sheng into the air.

She couldn't make a sound, and for the rest of her life she didn't realize it, and walked towards the door with a dress on.

When he went downstairs, he vaguely heard Old Man Hu saying things like "save you" and "deliberately" to the little white fox.

The little white fox pouted his head disdainfully, and ran to his feet with a "whoosh" after seeing Yu Sheng.

It stood up and touched the purse around its neck, and then looked straight at the rest of its life with dark eyes.

Yu Shenghu was suspicious for a long time before patting his forehead and saying, "Oh, yes, I forgot to give you money." ”

He took out a few pennies from the money jar and put it in the little white fox's purse, and the little white fox bypassed him.

Old man Hu was about to mutter to the little white fox again, but the little white fox ran out impatiently.

For a while, there were only the two of them left in the inn lobby, and the rest of his life saw that something was wrong, so he raised his feet and ran up to the attic.

Yu Sheng's right hand was uncomfortable, and he wore only one sleeve in his clothes, and the collar was also upright.

When she pushed the door in, Aunt Qing was dressing up, and when she saw his appearance, she pulled him over, "What kind of body is wearing only half of the clothes." ”

Yu Sheng shook his right arm, "A generation of heroes Yang Guo is still one-armed." ”

Only then did he realize that his sleeves were shrunk inside, no wonder he couldn't shake them off.

"Who is Yang Guo?" asked the little aunt curiously after helping him straighten his collar.

"A generation of heroes, riding a Condor and one arm, married his aunt. Yu Sheng said succinctly.

Aunt Qing sat in front of the bronze mirror and straightened her hair, "What a generation of heroes, why haven't I heard of it, if you have time to listen to Hu Biao's words, it is better to practice more words." ”

Yu Sheng sat on the dresser next to him, his legs swinging back and forth, "I can't practice, I'm afraid that if I'm practicing, I'll be taken away by the people of the yamen." ”

Aunt Qing tied a ponytail, "Don't knock on the side, no one can take you away today." Aunt Qing stood up.

The rest of his life was relieved, "A jar of wine is really not in vain." ”

"Whoever said a jar of wine, don't forget that it's just a deposit. Aunt Qing reminded him.

The two wooden brothers did not come in the morning, and the guests were all in the room, and after breakfast, the innkeepers either went to work or went out for a walk.

I also wanted to go out for the rest of my life, but I was pulled by my aunt to practice calligraphy in the inn.

The lobby of the inn was quiet for a while, except for the murmur of rain outside.

After practicing a full one, the rest of my life was really bored, and I wanted to call the dog to come over and play for a while, but the dog didn't know where to go.

He sat bored on the stool, watched for a while that it was raining, and then set his eyes on the book that his little aunt was reading.

On the cover of the book, it is written in elegant characters "Drunken Ancient Sword Hall Sweep", I have seen it before the rest of my life, and I only thought it was about swords.

But under this gaze, when the little aunt flipped through it, the rest of her life felt different: there were pictures on this book.

The curious Yu Sheng poked his head over, and Aunt Qing quickly closed the book after being alert.

"What book do you read, let me read it too. Yu Sheng reached for the book.

"Practice the word. Aunt Qing knocked off his hand.

"Don't let me read it?" Yu Sheng guessed, "you won't be reading some shady books, will you?" ”

Aunt Qing rolled her eyes, "What's so unsightly about the book, it's just that this book is not suitable for you to read." ”

"It's not for me to read, it's still an unsightly book. Yu Sheng said.

"You're not human, so you can't see it, it's not that you can't see people. Aunt Qing said.

"You scolded me. Yu Sheng said.

"I have scolded you for what you have done. Aunt Qing's eyes showed innocence.

"No, I have to take a look. Yu Sheng said and stood up and grabbed it.

He was really curious about what kind of book it was that had pictures and was not allowed to read it.

The little aunt kept the book away from the rest of her life with her left hand, "I'm going to have to do it again." ”

"Okay, I don't move. Yu Sheng sat down quietly, and after Aunt Qing took the book back, she quickly grabbed it.

Who is Aunt Qing, how can she let the rest of her life succeed?

As soon as his butt left the stool, Aunt Qing took the book away.

It's just that the rest of his life is very fierce, and his whole body still doesn't stop after his hand is empty, until the whole person lies on Aunt Qing's knees, and the book is still out of reach.

"Okay, I'll show you, don't hurt your arm again. Aunt Qing saw that he was persistent, so she put the book back on the table.

Yu Sheng sat up straight and lifted the cover of the book "Drunken Ancient Sword Hall Sweep", and there was also a book cover "Fighting Horses" inside.

The rest of my life wondered, what kind of book is this, it is definitely not to teach people to code.

He turned the second page, and only wrote one sentence at the beginning: After thousands of generations, he knew his fate and beat the horse, starting from Si Yuke.

The rest of my life was still puzzled, and when I turned the third page, I saw that it was written in an old saying: My trick to winning gambling is just concentration and wisdom.

This is the rest of my life to suddenly realize, engaged in a long time, this is a book that teaches people to gamble.

"Whoever wrote this book actually teaches people to gamble, it's too lacking in morality. Yu Sheng said.

"Don't talk nonsense. Aunt Qing pointed out the window and only listened to the thunder, "Oh, if you listen, it is likely to be damned." ”

He didn't believe this for the rest of his life, and he said bitterly: "Little aunt, how can you learn this?"

Yu Sheng was worried that one day Aunt Qing would gamble all the money in the inn, and he would have no place to cry at that time.

"Don't worry, your little aunt hasn't been defeated so far. Aunt Qing said proudly, "Besides, this book has its own way, but it is not only a book of gambling." ”

"Dao, is there still a sword path that can't be done?"

This horse-beating technique is profound, although it is accompanied by a picture, I still can't understand it for the rest of my life. However, the person who wrote the book talked a lot under the picture, but he frightened the rest of his life.

Yu Sheng stubbornly said: "It's not right to gamble, especially with other people's money." ”

"Go, that's what you want to talk about. Aunt Qing said, "Don't worry, the money you lose in gambling is yours." ”

Yu Sheng was puzzled, and was about to ask for an understanding, when four people came in silently at the door of the inn.

These four people were carrying knives in their hands, and the copper coins of the Demon Hunter Heavenly Master were hanging around their necks.

They are all about half a hundred years old, their beards are black and white, and what makes the rest of their lives even more strange is that these four people have no rain gear when they are traveling on a rainy day, and their whole bodies are dripping.

Without waiting for the rest of his life to talk, the old man in the green shirt said, "You are the shopkeeper of the inn?"

"Ah, yes. The rest of your life walked over, "Do you shoot or live ......"

Halfway through Yu Sheng's words, the old man suddenly took out a knife and put it on Yu Sheng's neck, "I'm sorry." ”

"What are you doing?" for the rest of his life, could it be that the Witch Academy could drive the Demon Hunter Heavenly Master?

The gray-shirted old man next to him said: "Fight, fight, rob." ”

"Robbery?" the rest of his life felt rare.

There have been a lot of robberies in recent years, but there are really not many people who have robbed as a demon hunter.

Aunt Qing continued to read her book, and said calmly for the rest of her life: "You, you, fight, what kind of robbery." ”

"Don't learn from me, I'm frozen, frozen. The old man in the gray shirt sneezed.

The old man in the green shirt said: "Little brother, don't be afraid, we won't rob anything else, and we don't want your money......"

"Of course, it's not a robbery. The gray-shirted old man added, "We will fight, rob dumplings, dumplings." ”

Yu Sheng was stunned, "Fighting, robbing dumplings?"

"You still learn from me?" said the gray-shirted old man angrily.

At this moment, the dog jumped back to the inn, saw Yu Sheng with a knife around his neck, and barked twice at the old man in green shirt.

"That's it, that's it, taking the lead in robbery. When the gray-shirted old man saw the dog, he took a step back and pointed at it angrily.