Because Yang Jiao is familiar with the plot, he knows that everything is born in this world, and every living being has a love thread, which represents his own joys, sorrows, and sorrows, and is a necessity for living beings to fall in love with a person.

And as a demon god, he was born without love, so he was so cold, but if he can record the emotions in his heart, he can only resentment and hatred.

After Yang Jiao devoured the demon god of this realm, the evil bones in his body had awakened.

Spontaneously absorb all kinds of negative energy generated by natural disasters, poverty, hunger, filth, violence, killing, sorrow, death, and war in the heavens and the earth, and use it to strengthen one's own body.

But it seems that because it is too weak, the speed of absorption is extremely slow.

It's no wonder that in the original plot line, after the Ember was frozen to death, it took five hundred years for the reborn demon god to conquer the four continents and three realms.

Nowadays, the body of the demon fetus is quite compatible with the nature of the "Great Virtue Freedom Sutra".

I don't know how much the cultivation speed has been increased, but in half a day, the flesh, skin, and tendons in the body have been boiled and completed, and the body of copper skin and iron bones has been refined, and with a shake of the arms, there is a strength of two or three thousand catties.

Quietly, Yang Jiao's emaciated figure, once it broke out, was already a peerless fierce general in the world.

After that, Yang Jiao saw that it was getting close to lunch, so Shi Shiran walked in the direction of the kitchen of the Ye Mansion.

On the other side, Li Susu, who had already had lunch with the Ye family, walked on the corridor with her personal maid.

"So, since he entered the mansion, he has never eaten with us, and he is always in the kitchen with his subordinates?"

I saw this little maid with a small round face and a simple and clever little maid who listened to it, and said inexplicably:

"Yes, Miss annoys him so much, if we eat together, how can we have the appetite to eat?"

She paused:

"But I heard that my uncle is not very well fed on weekdays, and the people under him all act according to people's eyes, Miss, what you do on weekdays, they will follow suit."

When Li Susu heard this, he immediately stopped, and immediately thought in his heart:

"This demon god deserves to be hungry for a few meals, but. I've been hiding far all day, how can I keep an eye on him. ”

Thinking of this, she immediately asked the little maid:

"Chun Tao, where is the kitchen?"

In a spacious and bright kitchen, five or six men dressed as subordinates surrounded Yang Jiao, and only listened to the leader of the group, and said casually:

"Uncle, you really think you are the master, you don't do any work every day, you only know how to step on the point to eat."

The rest of the people jokingly echoed:

"That's right, I can't stop working!"

"That's right."

Then, the one who was the leader coughed lightly:

"Cough, you see, our brothers have worked hard for most of the day, and there are still a lot of dishes and chopsticks used by the masters that have not been brushed."

"I see that you have nothing to do all day, so you might as well go and wash those dishes and chopsticks before eating."

When the words fell, Yang Jiao's eyes showed a sense of novelty, as a proton of the enemy country, and a son-in-law who was not treated well, he was at the bottom, and sure enough, there were endless pickles.

But all people want to step on his head a few times.

On the occasion of this cold winter, he deliberately added ice cubes to wash the dishes and chopsticks, and put a bucket of swill in the place where he used to eat often, obviously wanting him to eat from it.

The evil of human nature is clearly revealed.

"Ladies and gentlemen, people have good and bad luck, you have been tired for most of the day, and you have deliberately moved a small mountain of ice in the ice and snow, in case you are infected with wind and cold, but it will. Dead man. ”

A few guys listened at first, with a contemptuous smile, but when Yang Jiao heard the word death, he couldn't help but feel a chill all over his body, and a cold chill pierced his heart.

They looked at Yang Jiao, whose temperament seemed to be not much the same as usual, but they couldn't say anything, and the uneasiness in their hearts became heavier and heavier.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, I saw the man who was the leader fall to the ground suddenly, fell into fainting, sideburns, cold sweat continued to break out on his forehead, his whole body was hot, and his face was extremely pale.

A pair of people infected with severe wind and cold, as if they had fallen into a dying posture.

Suddenly, the rest of the people beside him looked at Yang Jiao in horror as if they had seen a ghost.

Not far away, a group of subordinates on the table hurriedly put down the dishes and chopsticks in their hands and looked over, obviously this group of people heard the drama of the slave embarrassing the master just now.

Yang Jiao slowly squatted on the ground, looked at it slightly, and said lightly:

"I grew up in beating, scolding and bullying since I was a child, and I was often injured, and I was also a doctor for a long time."

"Looking at his appearance, it should be that his body and bones are already weak, and he is too tired today, I am afraid that his life will not be long, so you should wait for him to prepare for the future."

As he spoke, he got up and looked around, but everywhere his eyes went, all the people present retreated one after another, and some of them stammered:

"Hex."

Yang Jiao said indifferently:

"Foolish, if you don't believe me, why don't you take him to the doctor."

He looked at the men from before him again:

"In my opinion, it seems that a few of you are also infected with wind and cold."

Suddenly, there were several "plops" in a row, and the guys fell to their knees.

Where can they tell now whether they are frightened or really infected with some kind of wind and cold, and while slapping themselves wildly, they are shocked and say:

"Uncle, spare your life, damn it, beg my uncle to raise your noble hand, it wasn't that I wanted to splash your uncle with ice water yesterday."

"The ice lump in this bowl of chopsticks is not something I want to dig into."

One of them pointed to the kitchen steward who had fainted on the ground:

"It's all at his command, we and the others have to bow our heads under the eaves, and I ask my uncle to spare my life."

Yang Jiao shook his head slightly:

"This is what you do, you will be sick with cold for more than ten days at most, and now you will take this one on the ground to see a doctor, and maybe there will be salvation."

"But it's better not to get your hopes up."

Several people listened to it, and after knowing that their lives were worry-free, they finally breathed a sigh of relief, thanked them again and again, got up in a hurry, and stood up with the person on the ground, and was about to walk out of the kitchen.

In the room, a sentence sounded faintly, like a thorn, creepy, and shuddering.

"I have heard that if anyone gets a long-tongued woman's disease, it will be as short as three days or as long as five days, and he will die on the bed."

"Ladies and gentlemen, life is too short to be cherished."

Suddenly, there was silence on the field.

After half a ring, many people in the kitchen endured the panic in their hearts, found all kinds of excuses, and then left respectfully.

Outside the kitchen, Li Susu and Chun Tao looked at the group of subordinates in surprise, and they all looked panicked when they saluted.

Then he opened his mouth to ask if he was eating in the kitchen, and saw that they nodded quickly, and then found an excuse for their discomfort and left in a hurry.

Seeing this, Li Susu frowned and walked into the kitchen, and what caught his eye was Yang Jiao eating slowly and methodically on a long table.

"Chun Tao, don't you say that those subordinates will bully and insult Yutai Ash, and he won't be able to eat all day?"

"Do you think this is like not having enough to eat?"

Li Susu asked softly to her little maid.

"Miss, the slave doesn't know what's going on today, anyway, yesterday I saw those guys in the kitchen, not only went to the lake to dig ice, but also poured a big bucket of ice water on my uncle."

"That's why I finally got cold and fainted."

Chun Tao gestured to the side of the dishes and chopsticks that had not yet been washed, and there were still a large lump of ice lumps.

"Most of this is what I want to use to fix my uncle."

When Li Susu heard this, he looked at the dishes and chopsticks, and then looked at Yang Jiao, who seemed to have nothing happened, and couldn't help but roll his eyes, and said silently:

"If something goes wrong, there must be a demon, and you must put this little demon god under your nose."

So, she came over:

"Yutai Ash, you are the second aunt of my Ye family, how can you eat with the people all day long, in the future, you will eat in the west wing of my courtyard, and I will ask Chun Tao to bring you food then."

Yang Jiao nodded indifferently and didn't say much.

Seeing that Li Susu shook his head, since he saw this little demon god who had not awakened the evil bones, he had never seen other expressions on his face.

(End of chapter)