There are no guests in the inn, and it is rare to sleep for a long time in the rest of your life.

When I woke up in the morning, the sun was shining brightly from the backyard into the inn lobby, leaving the dust floating in the air.

The inn was empty, only the dog squatted in front of the door, looking at the inn with a serious face.

Yu Sheng walked out after washing, and saw only buns and a few bareback boys on the street coming out of the alley, holding a few slightly yellow peaches in their hands.

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

Yu Sheng called the bun over, snatched three green and yellow peaches from his hand, went back to wash and took a bite, slightly sweet and slightly sour, barely eating.

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

Yu Sheng walked over, went down to the riverbank and sat next to the little white fox, took off his feet and put them in the water.

There were a lot of fish swimming in the water, and soon some fish came to gnaw at the dead skin on his feet, and the itching was very comfortable.

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

The water of the river is extremely clear, flowing slowly, without a single sound, accompanied by the waterwheel, insects and birds chirping, so that people can hear the sound of the flow of time.

After the summer season, the river drops a lot for some reason, giving you an unobstructed view of the bottom of the river.

When I touched the head of the little white fox for the rest of my life, I saw a lot of snails the size of quail eggs lying calmly under the shallow water.

Seeing Tian Luo, the memory of the rest of his life immediately returned to the hot summer night in his previous life, and he accompanied his friends to enjoy it at the night snack stall.

Thinking about it together, the smell of spicy oil aroused the gluttony in my heart.

Yu Sheng stuffed peaches into the mouth of the little white fox, couldn't wait to roll up his pants and go into the water, picking up snails in the clear water.

The snails in the other world are very large, the shell is pale yellow and thin, the warehouse is bulging, only three or four have been picked up, and the hand can no longer hold it.

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

Yu Sheng walked along the river bank towards the stone bridge, and picked up half a basket in less than twenty steps.

Sometimes you can see two snails sticking together, doing a hundred years of good things, so the rest of your life is merciful and let them go.

I walked all the way to the bottom of the bridge, and when I was about to stop it, I saw a big field snail in the water under the stone bridge, which was half the size of a watermelon.

"This snail won't become a sperm, will it?" Yu Sheng measured in surprise.

This field thread does not move at all, like an old monk who is dozing off and sitting in meditation, so that he does not dare to pick it up for the rest of his life to make snacks.

It's just that Yu Sheng turned around and just took three steps, and suddenly thought of the story of "Tianluo Girl" that he had heard in his previous life.

The story says that there was a farmer who picked up a large field snail and went back to the water tank to raise it, but who knew that the field snail had become a fine and could actually help him boil water for cooking.

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

Yu Sheng then turned back, picked up the big snail, and knocked it like a watermelon, "Snail girl, snail brother?"

This field thread does not move.

"Whatever, take him back and talk about it. The rest of his life walked back with a large field snail in his arms.

Of course, Yu Sheng didn't think that he would become a sperm by picking up a snail casually, but it was also good to take it back and tease the kid with Ye Gao.

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

"You're playing chess with Funan? It's too much of a bully. ”

Yu Sheng put down the basket and swept it over the chessboard, "It turned out to be backgammon, and I can barely cope with it with my rich and difficult IQ." ”

The rich are displeased, and take the opportunity to disrupt the soon-to-lose chess game, "Shopkeeper Yu, not as humble as you." ”

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

Yu Sheng smiled slightly, "Secret, what about the high leaves?"

"Go to the shrine to see the dragon. Bai Xingxing put away the chess pieces, "By the way, I asked Fu Nan to bring the book back." ”

After being ignorant of the beads last time, Yu Sheng said that he wanted to buy two copies of "Strange Beasts" for a long time, and it happened that he was rich and difficult to return to the city, so Bai Xingxing asked him to carry two copies.

Yu Sheng took it and flipped through it.

Fu Nan quietly kicked Bai Xingxing, his left eye was crooked, and he glanced at it.

Bai Xingxing suddenly became anxious, and hurriedly stepped forward to snatch the book, but was easily avoided by Yu Sheng.

"The shopkeeper has a book of mine in it. Bai said happily.

"Hmm. Yu Sheng nodded, flipped through the book and looked at it with relish, "I saw it, "Lamp Grass Monk", it's really good, but the picture is a little worse." ”

He looked up at Bai Xingxing, "One money, I didn't say you, as the most upright person in the inn, how can you look at this kind of thing? I'm so disappointed in you." ”

"No, me. Bai Xing was speechless, although he bought the book and wanted to read it, but this idea was higher than the leaves.

"The book has been confiscated, and as the innkeeper, I have to think about your health, but I can't do chores during the day and have no holidays at night. ”

Bai Xingxing said earnestly: "Shopkeeper, you are still young, and now you can't stand this body." ”

"Don't be afraid, as the shopkeeper, for the sake of your health, this little thing should be. ”

"Besides, a few pictures don't interest me. Yu Sheng said and turned another page, his eyes shining, "Hey, there is also a shemale picture." ”

Cao'er walked in at this time, followed by Liu Liu, and hurriedly carried it in her arms for the rest of her life.

"What are you hiding?" said Cao'erhu, incredulously.

Yu Sheng shook his head, "It's nothing, let Fu Nan carry a few books about monster fights." ”

Afraid of Cao'er asking, Yu Sheng hurriedly staggered the topic, "Miss Liuliu is here, is there anything at home?"

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

After a few more greetings, the rest of his life went back to the kitchen to soak the snails in salt and water.

While he was in the back kitchen, seven or eight passers-by on the wilderness road passed by the town in groups and stopped at the inn.

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

Perhaps because he felt that it was not good to eat and live in Uncle Shi's house, after saying hello to the rest of his life, the male and female storytellers looked for business in the inn.

The passers-by have been worried about the wilderness for a long time, and they really want to relax, so they ordered an article.

The blind storyteller put the drum in front of him and tapped it softly.

This time, he was not talking about a long masterpiece such as "Longbo Fishing Ao", but a legendary one scattered in the great wilderness and among the cities.

The general content is about an immortal, this immortal is known as the "sleeping fairy", and his greatest ability is to kill people in his dreams.

The rest of his life was cooking for the guests, and he didn't listen very carefully, but Liu Liu and Cao'er listened with relish.

Bai Xingxing also wanted to hear it, and was driven to grind tofu for the rest of his life.

In the midst of the drums, a burly man with a tiger's back walked into the inn.

He carried a sword on his back, which was held in linen, and wore a gray coarse linen robe, with a dense beard that covered his lips.

The man's eyes were sharp, his hair was long, dirty and a little knotted, not a strand of hair, but a lock hanging down on his shoulder.

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

Ye Zigao happened to come back, and when he heard this, he put the pen, ink and paper behind the counter, "Guest officer, what do you want to eat?"