The Sleeping Dryad Inn? Maybe you can try your luck in there! To be honest, my luck has not been ordinarily good lately! When I fell from the city wall, there was a pile of life-saving haystacks underneath; when I was discovered by the guards, they mistakenly thought that they were the children of the city; when I ran away, I chose the right road leading to the residential area; and in the first room I picked the lock and entered, I actually got five silver coins......

Ai Yansen thought to himself, and a faint smile unconsciously crept up the corners of his mouth. There were a few children playing in front of the inn, and he followed them around the Sleeping Dryad Inn, and found that the back door of the inn was hidden. He stopped running, looked around to make sure no one noticed him, and slipped in through the back door.

Open the back door to the kitchen of the Sleeping Tree Inn, which uses plenty of water every day to make soup, cook, and wash dishes and ingredients. Outside the back door of the Sleeping Tree Inn, there is a well, and the water of the White River flows all year round at the bottom of the well.

Relying on his small size, he slipped into the hotel through the back door, and immediately hid under the table where the food ingredients were stacked in the kitchen, quietly observing the layout of the kitchen and the hotel, and of course, the people's every move.

There are two cooks and two waiters in the kitchen.

A chef was making soup in a cooking pot, and the smell of fresh fragrance wafted in the air, like an invisible skillful hand, hooking out the gluttonous worms in Ai Yusen's empty stomach! He only felt that a lot of saliva poured out of his mouth, and his stomach seemed to start to cramp!

What kind of soup is this? It tastes like a mushroom, isn't it? How can there be such a delicious mushroom soup in the world!

Eisen swallowed hard.

In the oven on the other side, there was a "sizzling" sound of grease bubbling out of some muscle fibers under the high temperature baking! This sound lasted for a full few minutes before it subsided little bit, and then a thicker and thicker aroma of meat gradually diffused from the oven!

Feeling that he was about to reach the limit of his patience, he cautiously looked up slightly, and saw in the oven a ridiculously large piece of beef dancing in the hot butter, and at the same time exuding a fragrance that almost invaded his soul!

If you can take a bite of such a large piece of beef, what a happy thing it should be! If you add a bowl of fragrant mushroom soup, then your life seems to be complete!

In the middle of the night, the big piece of beef was finally baked, and the mushroom soup was almost ready. The two cooks put the beef and mushroom soup on their plates, and a waiter took the tempting meat and soup and walked out. The two cooks began to clean the pot and the oven, and the other waiter picked up the barrel and went outside the door, presumably from the well.

Finally seizing the opportunity, he threw himself forward, and in another quiet roll, rolled out of the kitchen door and into the lobby of the inn, hiding under a large table near a dark corner.

Ayusen carefully looked at the guests in the hall, and almost every move of the entire hall, the counter, the kitchen, and the stairs was in full view. He was so confident in his own powers of observation that he could tell people of their race based on their physical features, their origins based on the material and style of clothing alone, and even the mere fact of how they behaved and behaved during meals revealed their social class.

Since the meal had passed, there was no one sitting at the big table, and even the candlesticks on the wall had been extinguished, and Ai Yusen secretly congratulated himself that he was black-haired and black-clothed, and that no one seemed to notice him.

However, it just seems to be.

Soon, Ayerson decided on three pre-selected targets: the first was a priest sitting near the kitchen, his title did not seem to be high, at most a baron, but he was inseparable from a tall Duosaik warrior, and when he ate, his waist was also straight, and he looked around from time to time.

The second, sitting in the middle of the hall, were a few wind-descendant vendors, their hair was brown with very pronounced natural curls. The style of their clothes was slightly different from that of the Wind Descendants in Shashi, with sleeves that were a little longer and a small fold at the neckline. Judging by this, they should be from Yar. One of the women had a small badge pinned to the left side of her chest, and although he didn't recognize the pattern on the badge, he guessed that it was probably the emblem of some wind-descended nobleman!

The third was two teenagers sitting in the northwest corner of the hall. The one facing him was wearing a purple magician's robe, looking very handsome, and his hair was dyed with alchemy potions or other methods into colorful braids, which were particularly eye-catching, and he didn't know how many there were.

Opposite the young magician, a young priest sat with his back to him, unable to see his face, except for his neck-length blonde hair, which seemed to be a little shorter than his own. He was wearing light armor, a short sword hanging from his belt, and an iron shield on his back.

The two seemed to be close friends, and the little magician's lips had a vague smile on his lips, telling the Duosec boy something, but his eyes had already looked straight at the corner where he was hiding, and his eyes flashed with an unfathomable light!

His heart was beating wildly, and he looked in the direction of the two teenagers, only to find that the little magician had withdrawn his gaze, and his face was not shocked. Ai Yansen's heart calmed down a little, and he continued to observe, further determining his goal.

That Duosec nobleman?well, seems to be a good target, and there is only one guard around him. However, the only guard was probably the nobleman's loyal henchman, and he was very vigilant, as if he was ready for battle at all times. If the thief is caught by the Duo Saik guard, he can screw his head off with just one hand!

The pair of teenagers in the corner, Ai Yansen, thought for less than three seconds before decisively giving up. Although the wealth of magicians is well known to women and children, their great strength also makes them deeply jealous. That little magician doesn't look like he's a teenager, and his magic assessment level shouldn't be too high, but no matter how bad his strength is, he's a magician after all! What's more, the Duosaik boy sitting across from him doesn't leave his shield and sword during the meal, I'm afraid it's not a character to mess with!

In contrast, those few Fengyi merchants who traveled long distances to Baiman City to do business were the best targets. Three men and two women, talking while eating, when it comes to rising, they will raise their wine glasses, and they will stagger, so lively!

Seeing the waiter bring the roast beef and mushroom soup to the table of the young couple in the corner, Ai Yusen rubbed his shriveled stomach and finally made up his mind!

Ayerson peeked at the counter, where the innkeeper stood with his head bowed with a smile on his face. He held something in his hand, reflecting the light of the candlelight, the waiter finished serving the two teenagers and walked slowly towards the kitchen, and the guests in the hall were mostly intently enjoying their delicious meals, or holding cups, and soaking in the troubadour's songs.

Slowly, he felt out from under the table, he crouched down on the ground as low as he could, and gently reached forward with his left foot, and as soon as his heel touched the ground, he stomped on the ground fiercely, and quickly leaned forward, shifting his weight forward. At the same time, his right foot kicked back hard, moving his whole body quietly forward. Once the center of gravity is stable, reach out with your right foot and repeat the process.

This technique of crouching forward may seem very simple, but it actually requires a lot of strength and endurance. He moved silently, but no less fast than a trot! His movements and expression were like that of a black cat hiding in the shadows, and in less than half a minute, he had already sneaked silently to the tables of the wind-descended vendors.

His body and highly tense nerves made him a little dizzy, and he stopped breathing when he saw the backpack of the wind-descended woman in front of him who was laughing across the right side of her hips.

The right hand that was slowly stretched out approached the pocket of the backpack little by little.

Ayerson felt the sounds around her be pulled away, and the whole world fell silent. Whether it was the crisp sound of the wine glasses colliding, or the shrill laughter of the Wind-descended merchants, or even the melodious lute and singing of the troubadour, they all seemed to grow smaller and smaller, and finally disappeared completely.

Archon stared at the backpack and slowly reached in his right hand, a little more, a little more......

Finally, Ayerson touched a rope.

To be precise, he touched a rope tied to the opening of a cloth bag full of coins! And along this rope, his five sweat-soaked fingers touched a rough wrinkle! A mass of rope tied up by the opening of the bag!

He almost fainted nervously, but he didn't dare to relax in the slightest, for he knew that success or failure depended on this last step! The five fingers of his right hand grasped the fold of the opening of the purse, and then lifted it upwards little by little, little by little......

The delicious mushroom soup and the delicious roast beef seemed to be beckoning to Ai Yansen! Seeing that the entire money bag was about to be lifted out by him, at this critical moment, as a woman of the Wuxun clan, she suddenly felt the abnormality in her backpack, suddenly put down the wine glass, and turned her head without warning!

As soon as Ai Yansen raised his head, he just met the woman's shocked and annoyed gaze, and he let out a low cry in fright, and sat on the ground with his ass, and his underwear was instantly soaked with cold sweat!

Ai Yusen immediately reacted to what was waiting for him, and there was only one thought left in his heart, and that was to escape!

Aedon staggered to his feet and ran in the direction of the kitchen, but the wind-descended woman was not weak, and as soon as she reached out, she grabbed the big braid he had tied behind her head. This woman's grip was extremely strong, and she actually dragged him back directly!

Ai Yansen was in pain in his head, and he screamed. The Wind-descendant merchant who was at the table with the woman heard his cry and saw the woman's look of indignation, and immediately understood what had happened, put down his wine glass, and stood up!

Is it true that your luck has run out?

He was terrified, but out of fear and shame, he did not dare to look at the faces of the merchants, but lowered his head and reached out to grab his braids, trying to relieve the pain, and gasped for breath.

"I don't know how to steal my money, I see, you don't want to live!" the woman shouted angrily, and the troubadour's singing came to an abrupt end, and the entire guests of the Sleeping Dryad were silent, and they all looked over to Aesen.

"Smack!"

The woman raised her hand and slapped her hard in the face!

Ayerson guessed correctly, this woman was indeed from a wealthy nobleman of the Wind descent who was in charge of the family business. Although this person is a woman, but the Wind Descendants advocate martial arts, they have practiced martial arts since childhood, and at this moment they are angry, this slap down, Ai Yusen was directly slapped to the ground, only to feel that his ears "buzzed", tears fell down in big drops, and he covered his face with his hand as if he was scorched by flames, and blood flowed from his nose and mouth, dripping from between his fingers to the ground, splashing red blood flowers!

When the guests in the inn heard that someone was stealing, they immediately cast a series of disdainful glances, and when they looked closely, they found that the thief was only a child about ten years old, and they couldn't help but be a little surprised. Seeing that the woman slapped the child to the ground and knocked the child to the ground, another man in the same group stepped forward again, raised his leg and kicked the child in the abdomen mercilessly!

This wind-descended man has good martial arts skills, how terrifying the force of this kick must be! Ai Yusen was kicked out directly, hitting the table leg next to him, "Wow", a mouthful of blood gushed out of his mouth, and spilled into a thick blood line along the path of flight!

The pain in his abdomen was so severe that he could no longer open his eyes, and he covered his abdomen with his hands and curled up on the ground, convulsing in pain. opened his mouth and wanted to open his mouth to beg for mercy, but helplessly, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't make any sound, he only felt a fishy sweetness in his throat, and another mouthful of blood spit out!

The travelers who were dining next to him saw that Ai Yusen was kicked by the man and had less than half a life left, and there were three points less disdain and surprise in their eyes, but seven points more sympathy. Many people began to talk in a whisper, but because of the strong force of the Wind Descendants, they didn't dare to come to the rescue without authorization, for fear of annoying this alien race from afar and causing unnecessary trouble to themselves.

The boss at the counter and the two waiters in the kitchen were also scared.

What are you talking about? Why don't you go out and call the guards? Are you a fool? Offending these aliens from the west, I'm afraid that before the guards arrive, this hotel doesn't need to be opened!

The merchant was the most profitable, and he got up early and worked hard, and with the help of nobles, he turned this inn into the largest in the city. You can't afford to let yourself suffer losses because of rescuing a little thief you don't know, right?

Those few Fengzi people came thousands of miles to a different place to do business, and the coins that they had earned with great difficulty were really stolen by this hateful thief, and they went back empty-handed, waiting for themselves, I am afraid that it is not only the patriarch's punishment, but if it is not good, it is also a matter of the patriarch's thoughts!

Thinking of this, how could this group of Wind Descendants not be angry in their hearts? If they started a fire, they naturally wouldn't have taken into account that this thief was just a child, so they showed mercy! Seeing the damn thief fall to the ground and vomit blood, their hearts were so unhappy!

The other man reluctantly lifted the half-dead Ai Yusen from the ground, raised his hand to fight again, only to hear a cold voice from behind him:

"Put him down. ”