Section 101 Inn

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Her figure is very plump, but her waist is quite thin. The lines expand infinitely on both sides of the full breasts, and then shrink sharply at the waist. Continuing down, the buttocks are once again expanded to an almost exaggerated degree. This type of woman is very pleasing to men, and can be hugged with one hand, but it is impossible to grasp it with one hand.

The front refers to the waist, and the back refers to the chest.

"No wonder the magpies in the treetops were "chirping" early this morning, but it was not until evening that they saw the distinguished guests coming to the door. Xiao Er, hurry up, clean up the upper rooms, and tell the room to burn the fire and noodles immediately, the guests are hungry, and they are greeted with good wine and food. ā€

There was only one hostess, but I didn't see the boss.

Still, it's enough. Especially for many men, this is the favorite scene.

The woman's eyes were very poisonous, and she could see at a glance that Yang Tianhong was the core of the team. She carried the corner of her skirt, walked quickly to the front, deliberately rubbed her huge and plump breasts against Yang Tianhong, waved a handkerchief that exuded a strong fragrance, and asked with a smile: "Where is the guest officer from? Where are you going?"

Meng Qi interjected from the side and hurriedly replied: "Hehe! We plan to go to Hezhou, but it is dark and we are not familiar with the Tao, so we have to rest here for one night and leave tomorrow." ā€

"Yo! ā€

The woman seemed to have some resentment, stretched out her white and tender fingers, and pinched Meng Qi's waist hard, her mouth somehow stuck to Meng Qi's ears, and the hot air flow made people itch: "The slave family thought that the guest officer came to look for me, why was he just passing by? It's better to stay here for a few more days, and I can cook some good dishes to entertain the uncle." Hehe! Not everyone is welcome here, only a handsome little brother like you, a guest officer, can stay here for several days. ā€

Beside. A dark-skinned guy came over with tea, squeezed his eyebrows at Meng Qi, and said with a smile: "This big brother is blessed, not everyone can be favored by our boss." There is a big bed in the upstairs room, which is soft and comfortable!"

Meng Qi smiled. Quietly and gently brushed the woman's hand away: "Thank you for the kindness of the third lady." However, the front is Hezhou, and my young master is in a hurry to go back, and he has already told his family that he will be able to enter the city at noon tomorrow at most. Your inn is very big, the environment is also good, next time if you go back to Beijing, if you have the opportunity, we will definitely come to bother again. ā€

Perennial businessman. Meng Qi was used to seeing many innkeepers' tricks to attract guests. Although it is rare for such young and beautiful women to come out and show their heads, as long as they are willing to come out, there must be many customers who are willing to stay. Of course, the inn is not a kiln, and not every man has the opportunity to kiss the beautiful hostess. However, this kind of thing is to put it bluntly, it is a willingness to fight and a wish, and the purpose of people is to get money out of your pocket, if you can hold it yourself. It's just a sharp stay, and the other party can't forcibly leave you behind.

It's like being in a high-end restaurant in another world. There are always scantily clad young girls selling drinks. They don't mind cuddling with customers, but a few dollars a bottle of beer in the kiosk outside will sell for dozens or even hundreds in their hands. This kind of thing doesn't talk about who suffers and who takes advantage, in fact, it's just your love and my willingness.

This woman called Sanniangzi is very shrewd. Except for Yang Tianhong and Meng Qi, she didn't talk to the rest of the guards and entourage from beginning to end. It can be seen that these people are acting according to the commands of the Lord's house. If even the two masters Meng Qi and Yang Tianhong can't handle it. After all, it is very easy to get a person, but you can only take out two coins of silver from him. It's not the same with a boss who has up to a hundred people. That means hundreds of people will stay at this inn. At that time, the benefits may be as many as dozens of taels, or even hundreds of taels of silver.

The flickering candles illuminated the lobby of the inn. It was raining outside and the weather was cold, so Yang Tianhong naturally allowed the guards and his entourage to drink some wine to dispel the cold.

The dish is simple, lamb cooked in a large pot with a plate of dipping sauce on the side. Sheep blood tofu and chop are made separately, served in blue and white porcelain pots, and served to the table by Haihaiman, with a lot of chopped coriander sprinkled on the surface, accompanied by bright red chili peppers, just looking at it makes people very appetizing.

This is the most common practice in many inns. Killing sheep and cooking meat is not a difficult technique, and there are no special requirements for chefs. In short, as long as it is clean, it tastes good.

Dough is the only staple food. The biscuits are large and dry. It takes a lot of wood to bake cakes, so I choose to make a lot of them at once. Because the dough is dry, it can be left for a long time in its natural state without rotting. Suddenly there were a large number of guests like tonight, and the dry noodle cakes were served with mutton soup, which was very refreshing to eat, and the price was not too expensive.

After a whole day of jolting on horseback, Yang Tianhong was already hungry. Meng Qi helped him scoop a big bowl of soup beside him, and he had already grabbed a piece of cake in his hand, and tore off a corner with force, and was about to stuff it into his mouth.

Huang Shiren's eager shout suddenly came from the Linglong treasure lock: "Master, don't eat." There's something wrong with this pie!"

Yang Tianhong's hand pinching the cake froze in the air. His face did not change, his consciousness had already entered the treasure lock, and he asked seriously, "What's the matter?"

Huang Shiren conjured up the image of a white-faced scholar in the treasure lock, the expression on his face was a little uncertain, he bowed to Yang Tianhong, and said cautiously: "I feel that this cake is not an ordinary thing. Among them, it seems that some strange ingredients have been added. ā€

"Strange ingredients?"

Yang Tianhong looked at the broken cake in his hand suspiciously, and a lot of terrible things about the roadside Yedian inn circulated among the merchants in his mind.

It is said that some inns are actually murder dens, which open the door to welcome guests during the day, and slaughter the guests one by one along the room at night, cut the meat, and chop it up as a bun filling.

Human meat buns are nothing new. There is an author who wrote a novel "Shuibo Liangshan", in which there is a female man named Sun Wuniang, who specializes in opening an inn in Leek Slope and killing passing guests to make human meat buns. According to the book, Sun Wuniang herself was addicted to eating human meat buns, and later, it even developed to the level of perversion of eating a certain part of a man's body.

Looking at the bread in his hand, Yang Tianhong only felt a churning in his stomach.

If there are meat buns, why can't there be meat flatbreads?

Huang Shiren directly denied his idea: "No. Not human flesh. This inn doesn't seem to be doing that kind of **** business. I just think it's weird. Of course, there is nothing wrong with that pot of lamb itself. Master, you must believe me, my body is skullcap, and I am very sensitive to the outside world that is also a plant. ā€

Yang Tianhong's face was a little gloomy: "What did you feel?"

Huang Shiren pondered for a moment, but still shook his head: "What is the specific problem." I can't tell. In short, you should never eat this cake owner. Maybe...... Again, the problem is with the woman. ā€

Yang Tianhong continued to ask: "This cake is poisonous?"

Huang Shiren shook his head: "Non-toxic." ā€

"Is that a sweat pill in it?"

"No, there isn't. ā€

"Or, is the water in which the dough is made dirty?"

"No, if that were the case, I'd be aware of it. ā€

Yang Tianhong couldn't help frowning.

It was the first time he had seen Huang Shiren look so serious. This thing has always been a fool, even when facing himself, he is always hippie and smiling. Only this time...... Perhaps, as Huang Shiren said, he felt something. But there is no evidence.

The spirit that has been cultivated for many years seems to have a sharper perception ability than that of humans.

Thinking of this, Yang Tianhong turned his head and whispered to Yang Yuan and Yang Yi, the guards sitting next to him: "Don't eat those cakes, just drink some soup and eat some meat." Be careful, don't be spotted by the hostess and the guys. ā€

After speaking, Yang Tianhong turned sideways. was about to warn Meng Qi, who was sitting on the other side, but saw it. Meng Qi held a piece of cake soaked in broth in his chopsticks and was sending it to his mouth.

Before he had time to say more, Yang Tianhong suddenly raised his foot and stepped on the surface of Meng Qi's foot.

Suddenly, Meng Qi's mouth erupted with an incomparably sharp scream.

"Ahh

This voice attracted everyone's attention, and Meng Qi was in pain. Hurriedly held his feet and kept stroking back and forth. Yang Tianhong also took this opportunity to raise his head, but was disappointed to find that the other entourages, who were tired and hungry, had more or less eaten some bubble cakes, and it was too late to stop them.

The third lady stood next to the railing on the second floor. Look at this side with interest.

There weren't many people waiting for guests back and forth in the hall, about seven or eight. They all stopped what they were doing and focused their eyes in this direction.

From the three ladies, Yang Tianhong felt a faint monk's breath. But the depth of this woman's strength, as well as the strength of her cultivation, cannot be seen from the surface.

In a hurry, Yang Tianhong was in a hurry, picked up the chair and moved it to the side, and shouted in his mouth: "I said that you should let go to the side, sit so crowded, you can press your feet by moving the chair casually." You really deserve it!"

As he spoke, he scolded and stood up, twisted his chair back and forth towards the guards and Meng Qi beside him, and said quite domineeringly: "Let go, let the distance go a little." Haven't you heard of the principle of sitting with a full stomach? Sit down a little so that you can eat. Squeeze it again, squeeze a fart! Lao Tzu is not a woman, if you want to squeeze it, squeeze the boss lady!"

Meng Qi's chair was kicked open by Yang Tianhong, so he could only cry with a sad face, holding his injured foot, jumping and jumping, finding another seat next to him, quickly taking off his shoes and socks, touching the wound very painfully, and breathing uncontrollably.

His appearance was very funny, and it made everyone laugh. The third lady watched from the second floor, laughing wildly, and the two obviously unbalanced meat balls on her chest went back and forth.

In his ears, there was a faint voice from Yang Tianhong's weakening with special exercises.

"Pretend to take a few sips of soup, there's something wrong with those cakes. Pretend you don't know anything, come to my room later, and discuss what to do. ā€

......

It was late at night.

The hall of the inn has been cleaned up. The guys were very diligent, Yang Tianhong and the other guests went back to their rooms to sleep after eating and drinking, and they carried a wooden basin filled with hot water and wiped them back and forth on the greasy tables and chairs. By the time the leftovers of bones on the ground were cleared and the tables and chairs were put back in their place, it was late at night.

There are not many rooms in the inn, and Yang Tianhong did not choose to go to the room alone, but slept with other people. This room was very large, in addition to him and two personal guards, plus Meng Qi, there was another retinue sent by the Meng family.

The bunk has always been a room for 10 people. However, Yang Tianhong is the master after all, and he has some privileges in his hands. Except for this attendant. Everyone else was taken to another room.

It wasn't that the attendant was special, but that he was so hungry that he ate a lot of bread for dinner. Yang Tianhong saw everything in his eyes, and remembered Huang Shiren's warning, so he brought his entourage in and wanted to take a look. What exactly will change in this person?

The clashing of tables and chairs outside faded away, and the candles were extinguished. This indicates that the guys have returned to their respective accommodations to rest. The entire inn fell into a deathly silence. It is only when you walk to the guest room that you can hear jagged snoring and snoring coming from inside.

Looking at the sleeping entourage in front of him, Meng Qi's eyes were full of puzzlement. He took out a piece of bread from his pocket, approached Yang Tianhong, and asked in a low voice, "Master, what's wrong with this cake?"

Beside. Yang Yuan and Yang Yi's two personal guards also looked at Yang Tianhong. Obviously, they share the same confusion.

"It's just speculation. ā€

Yang Tianhong stared intently at the sleeping entourage and said seriously: "What it is, it's not clear for the time being." But one thing is for sure, this bread cannot be eaten. I was going to tell the others, but by that time it was too late. ā€

Yang Yuan turned his head, cautiously glanced at the direction of the crack in the door, and said thoughtfully, "There should be no poison in the cake." If it's a black shop. This kind of tactic is too subordinate. What's more, killing so many people at once. The shopkeeper himself is not easy to clean up. If the black shops on the rivers and lakes want to kill people, they usually only choose scattered merchants. A team of up to 100 people like ours generally doesn't provoke, but does business honestly and lets them go. ā€

Yang Yi agrees with this statement: "There are more of us than them, and there will be trouble." It's just them who suffer. What's more, the young master still has an official body, and the woman called Sanniangzi has very poisonous eyes, so she won't be able to see this. ā€

Meng Qi said in a deep voice: "We gave her a lot of silver. The guys even have bounties. The people who run the inn are smart, I've walked this road before. There is only this inn within a radius of ten miles. Brother Yang Yi is right, there are few of them, there are many of us, and only a fool will be interested in getting rich at such a time. What's more, if you eat poison in your stomach, you will have an attack at that time. When a person lies down, the person next to him immediately reaches out and touches the knife. Those guys didn't practice martial arts at a glance, and the proprietress couldn't see it for the time being, but she couldn't block a hundred with one can. ā€

Qin Wei and Meng Qi's analysis is meticulous and reasonable.

Yang Tianhong kept nodding, but he didn't speak.

He has been communicating with Huang Shiren in the Linglong Treasure Lock. In addition to doubts and vigilance, Huang Shiren was unable to come up with more evidence. But there is definitely something wrong with it when it comes to fixing the dough, and at the same time claims that by the time it gets late, everything will be revealed.

......

sub-hours.

The heavy night enveloped the entire inn. The red lantern was swayed back and forth by the night wind, and the candles inside had long since been extinguished. From afar, only those with excellent eyesight who can distinguish the scenery in the dark night can see round objects hanging from the flagpole like the heads of dead people.

The entourage was a little fat, and the dinner was very enjoyable, even in his sleep, he was still smashing his mouth, as if he was still savoring the delicious taste of mutton soup.

Yang Tianhong, Meng Qi, Yang Yi and Yang Yuan, four men sat on the edge of the bed, looking at the sleeping entourage. There were no candles in the room, and Yang Tianhong used Dao techniques to release a ball of light with a limited distance from the palm of his right hand, which was just enough to illuminate the faces of his entourage, but the light would not spread to the outside of the room.

The image itself is terrifying. Think about it, what would it be like to wake up from a dream and see all the men around you looking at you?

Minutes and seconds passed.

Gradually, the retinue's body changed.

His face began to contort. The cheekbones slowly rise upwards and the lower jaw continues to elongate in the opposite direction. Suddenly, he opened his eyes, and there was a frenzied glow in them. Yang Tianhong noticed that the entourage had no pupils, and his eyes were all black in chaos. He opened his mouth, his cheekbones and jaw still stretching, and a nervous "hehe" laugh came from deep in his throat, as if it had been squeezed out of his body. The sound was obviously meaningless, and his hands, feet, and limbs were shaking violently and uncontrollably. I don't know if he was sane, or if it was just a mess at all? More than ten minutes passed, and the hands and feet of the attendant were suddenly raised, facing the ceiling, perpendicular to the whole body.

Although Meng Qi had already begun to cultivate Dao Techniques with the help of Yang Tianhong, he had never seen such a terrifying and terrifying scene. He couldn't help but step back to the side, leaned his back against the wall, swallowed hard, and asked with difficulty, "He, what's wrong with him?"

Yang Tianhong also looked nervous, shook his head and whispered: "I don't know either." ā€

As if to answer the question in their minds, suddenly, the body of the retinue began to swell, like a piece of dough that had risen sharply after being heated. The belly was propped up high, the neck became abnormally inflated, and the chest expanded to an incredible extent, even the clothes on the body could no longer restrain it, and it was suddenly stretched open by this sudden force, making a "hissing" sound of breaking the silk, and it was torn apart in front of Yang Tianhong and others.

Chest, abdomen, waist and hips...... In every corner of the entourage's body, thick black hair grew. It's long, it's hard, and when you touch it, you have a noticeable prickly touch. (To be continued.) )