As Xia Hua in the bloody nurse costume said, she really assisted Jiang Xinyue in performing a craniotomy for Hou Xiye.

And I have to admit that compared to fragile humans, youkai have a stronger vitality.

God knows how Hou Xiye's brain has been tossed, but after the operation has just been completed, she has been able to jump around again - even if her head is still full of bandages, and the one that is wrapped is not much different from the pig's head three.

"Mrs. Sun, are you ...... now How does it feel?"

As a good boss who cares for his subordinates, Zhao Yan extended cordial greetings to Hou Xiye.

"It's not bad, at least my mind has cleared up. ”

Hou Xiye's answer was very simple and clear, and he no longer looked like a neurotic from the tone of his voice.

"Well, I'll let the cook boil some old hen soup and bone broth for you, you'll have to rest and get plenty of nutrition, and by the way, fresh fruit, they're also a must!"

Zhao Yan originally planned to let Xia Hua carry out this mission, but after looking at Xia Hua who took off her mask, she looked so tired that she couldn't do it, and he took pity on the jade, and without hesitation, he sent Sun Tianyang, who tried to pestle the iron rod as the background again, to send out of the country.

"My grandson is allowed to worship, how can he do this kind of thing, sad, really sad......"

Sun Tianyang, who was muttering in his mouth, strode away.

Hou Xiye's gaze stayed on Sun Tianyang's body.

"I finally remember now that year when I was covered with serious injuries and finally escaped into Songhai Mountain. He risked his life to save me. ”

After Sun Tianyang walked out of the distance, Hou Xiye finally retracted his gaze like water.

I see. No wonder even if you have a split personality, it is still strange that every personality is obsessed with Sun Tianyang's emotional idiot. This is the legendary life-saving grace that cannot be repaid, so I promise it with my body!

Zhao Yan suddenly realized.

But then, Zhao Yan secretly scolded again, "Okay, you Sun Tianyang, you really didn't tell Young Master Ben the whole truth!"

Well, now is not the time to be angry about this......

"Madame Sun, don't think about these nonsense things yet! Believe me, what you have to accomplish now is to get a good night's sleep. ”

Zhao Yan said.

"Jiro is right. Mrs. Sun. Although I have done my best to minimize the damage to your skull, and as a demon clan, your recovery ability far beyond that of mortals also allows you to withstand brain damage that mortals can't bear, but your body is still flesh and blood after all. ”

Jiang Xinyue, who was extremely tired, also stood up and gave a doctor's order.

It can be seen that for Jiang Xinyue, the little miracle doctor who has worked hard to treat himself since he got acquainted, Hou Xiye is very trusting and convinced. She really nodded, then went to the makeshift bunk specially prepared for her, closed her eyes and lay down.

So, Zhao Yan finally had the opportunity to pull his Sister Xinyue aside and ask about the craniotomy demon pill repair.

"Sister Xinyue. Isn't the demon pill supposed to be in the stomach, how did it run into the brain? And Sister Xinyue, how do you know that there is something wrong with her demon pill?"

Although the end result is success. But the thrilling craniotomy really made Zhao Yanjue a little palpitating.

Naturally, Mrs. Sun said it herself. Otherwise, sister, where would I know that there was something wrong with her demon pill. "Jiang Xinyue would never be in this kind of thing. Hiding something from Zhao Yan, she quickly sighed again: "Hey, it's another victim of a willing god." ”

"Why is she also involved with that Mighty God......? The culprit who caused her to escape into Songhai Mountain with serious injuries is also the god of Weiling?"

This answer surprised Zhao Yan.

"Actually, the Willing God was already quite full of wings more than a hundred years ago. Mrs. Sun said that her family, because she did not want to take refuge in the god of the spirit, was slaughtered by the snake spirit envoy of the four gods under the god of the god, and only under the desperate protection of her elders, she finally escaped to the ...... of Songhai Mountain."

After this secret was told, Zhao Yan had a clearer understanding of Hou Xiye's trust in his own Sister Xinyue.

"What is Songhaishan, is there any existence in Songhaishan that can resist the death of those who obey me and those who oppose me who can resist the gods of Weiling and his minions?"

Obviously, Zhao Yan's occupational disease has flared up again, and he is trying to unearth all the background.

"Heh, Erlang is really smart, there are indeed two existences in Songhai Mountain, which makes the so-called Wei Ling God jealous. ”

Jiang Xinyue smiled appreciatively at Zhao Yan.

Two existents?

Zhao Yan was slightly confused for a moment, and then blurted out two names - "Is it the Spirit Dog Demon King and Master Qi Craftsman?"

"Well, it's them. ”

Jiang Xinyue nodded.

In this way, I finally understand that the lucky child's siblings and his mother will be brutally poisoned by that bullshit Welling Mountain God. So Zhao Yan understood the cause and effect of that series of things, and he couldn't help but scold: "Fuck, it's really fucking disgusting! Despicable scum, if you can't beat someone else's family, you will take a cold shot at other people's wives and children, and this kind of miscellaneous thing will dare to call yourself a god?"

The three girls present all stared at Zhao Yan in surprise, none of them had ever seen Zhao Yan look so out of shape.

"I'm sorry, I'm out of shape, I shouldn't have said this kind of foul language, it stained your ears. ”

For the sake of his own image, Zhao Yan, who had finished scolding, expressed his sincere apologies to the girls who were staring at him.

"Young master, you're so handsome!"

The little girl with the appearance of a bloody nurse in the summer flower showed the appearance of a nymphomaniac.

"In fact, when I learned about these situations, the anger in my heart, sister, was not much less than that of Erlang, so ...... Jiro, you are not wrong, and you don't need to admit your mistakes. ”

Jiang Xinyue's attitude is obviously also supportive.

"That Mighty Spirit God has indeed gone too far, obviously it is also a member of the demon clan. If it's to fill your stomach, hunting other demon clans is barely justified. How could he do this kind of mutilation and killing of other demon clans?"

Relatively. Wanwan's attitude can be regarded as the most neutral, but it is obvious that she doesn't think Zhao Yan is wrong.

"Speaking of which, luck is the most pitiful......

Xia Hua, who was dressed as a bloody nurse, finally finished her nymphomaniac, and turned to sympathize with the puppy Lucky.

"Wang?"

Probably because of the continuous name calling, the luck of being brought to Jiang Xinyue by Xia Hua together, poked out a little head melon seed from a bush, and screamed suspiciously.

"It's okay, it's okay, it's okay if you're lucky to continue to take a nap. I'll play with you later!"

Xia Hua hurriedly reassured.

It's a pity that I finally found out that the person I was most attached to, that is, Zhao Yan's luck, was already spreading joy while Xia Hua was talking, and she ran to Zhao Yan with a jump.

"Woo woo woo-"

Sticking out his long scarlet tongue, Lucky looked up at Zhao Yan like the most well-behaved dog.

"It's gone, it's really gone, lucky don't stare at me with this cute look anymore. The last piece of venison is already in your stomach in the morning. ”

Zhao Yan, who knew very well what he wanted to do, spread his hands and patted a few more pats on his body, proving that he had absolutely no hidden private goods.

"Woo-"

Luckily's big eyes quickly filled with tears. A look of "Master, you not only hurt other people's young hearts, but also hurt other people's young feelings" is so cute that people want to cry.

"I can't take it anymore!"

Zhao Yan who screamed. Lift the pole and fly the chain to the feet, turn around and run.

Thinking that Zhao Yan was playing hide and seek with him, Wang Wang screamed and chased after him happily.

After a cup of tea time. Zhao Yan proved a cruel fact with himself - two legs, and sure enough, he couldn't run on four legs.

So Zhao Yan had to endure the pain again. He really deceived the lucky young mind before, and the psychic elk jerky was still there.

After all, a long time ago, Zhao Yan cunningly cut the little remaining jerky into very small pieces.

"Hey, what a tragic life, wait until I find your Lao Tzu, see if I don't come back from him with a whole spirit deer, you little thing has a bit of a mouth!"

Zhao Yan retaliated and rubbed the small head melon seeds that were no longer small, although this little thing was only a little big when it was born, but in this month's time, the size has already jumped to more than half a meter long.

According to Zhao Yan's visual observation, as long as he has been provided with sufficient food for Lucky, this little thing will grow into a fierce large dog sooner or later.

Yes...... It seems that if you go to get a fierce eagle or eagle to raise, you can take a group of Diao slaves, leading Huang Huang on the left and Qingcang on the right, the brocade hat and the ermine Qiu Qian ride on the flat post, and the young man is crazy about the old man.

Thinking of Zhao Yan here, his mood changed a little better.

So he quickly found a few random genders to be males, and the martial arts cultivation was just a martial artist, so he would never trigger the defeat system, and carried out the additional "martial arts practice" that he was interested in.

This glorious task was originally in charge of Zhao Yan's bald gourd baby follower group, but today several of Zhao Yan's followers have all been sent to the storytelling conference to be responsible for maintaining order.

Of course, in order to keep a low profile and not fall into hatred, Zhao Yan wisely let his followers take off the gourd baby suit and put on ordinary clothes.

If there is a wig that can be used, Zhao Yan will definitely not hesitate to put wigs on his followers.

Sailor Moon wigs seem to be good.

If you don't want it, you can replace it with a wig from the king of dull hair, a wig from Hatsune Miku or something, and there are many "creative" wigs in Zhao Yan.

When Zhao Yan used the white crow swordsmanship to knock down all the unlucky eggs he ordered at random to the ground and no longer had the strength to get up, Chang Kaishen, who still insisted on wearing a gourd baby suit under Zhao Yan's strong order, hurriedly looked for him.

"Yan Shao, the statistics of today's daytime, those account rooms have finally been counted. The small one personally supervised them to count the tickets one by one, and made the final summary according to the requirements of Yan Shao's data table. ”

Chang Kaishen handed over a large blank paper form to Zhao Yan with both hands.

"Oh, it's been so fast today, it's already evening. ”

While sighing at the passage of time, Zhao Yan took the form and browsed it from top to bottom.

The writing norms of this world and the world are the same as those of the Celestial Empire of the earth world and the earth world, because bamboo slips and brushes were first used, so they have always been written and arranged from right to left, from top to bottom.

In fact, after the founding of the Celestial Empire in 49, there were still books in the above style, and it was only later because the Western world was too strong that the norms of the Western Yi were gradually adopted.

After all, writing with a fountain pen and writing horizontally from left to right is indeed more difficult to destroy the words that have been written so hard.

As a post-80s generation, Zhao Yan is naturally accustomed to the writing style of the fountain pen, so it is really difficult to adapt to the bamboo slip books and silk silk books in this world.

Moreover, in other aspects, it is okay, if it is replaced by data statistics, Zhao Yan's just thinking about the vertical version of the data is already a headache.

Therefore, the data table submitted by Chang Kaishen at this moment is horizontal.

Zhao Yan saw at a glance that those bookkeepers also implemented his requirements with high standards, and wrote all kinds of data clearly-

As expected, among the first batch of storyteller students, Fang Tianshan, who was most favored by Zhao Yan, received 3,089 "admission tickets" during the day today, with an average attendance rate of 135%, he said "The Legend of Double Dragons of the Tang Dynasty".

In second place is Liu Chengyan, with 3,000 and 7 tickets, and the attendance rate is the same as Fang Tianshan, but he is talking about "Journey to the West".

"It's kind of funny, a dark horse actually ran out. ”

This second place made Zhao Yan feel a little surprised, because in his impression, this Liu Chengyan is just an inconspicuous existence on weekdays, in other words, it is very mediocre.

So, usually this Liu Chengyan should be clumsy, right?

It's kind of interesting...... (To be continued......)

PS: Bow and thank the book friends: Mr. Zhang Bula's 500 starting coins generously rewarded ~ Hongchen pseudo-jade's 588 starting coins generously rewarded ~ Mengxing space-time's 100 starting coins generously rewarded ~!