Compared with other young masters and young ladies, Zhu Sishao is really very shabby, he has no handsome appearance, no gathered servants, and no luxurious cloud ship, even the dilapidated cloud boat that travels for him lost control in the battle with the evil demons and crashed on the road, the only thing he has is the title of Zhu Sishao, and the name that no one remembers.

Even a part of his body was lost in the battle with the demon, and the left side of his body was almost completely paralyzed and almost uncontrollable, if he hadn't also severely injured the demon in the battle, I am afraid that he would not have occupied half of his body now, but was completely controlled by the Spectrum Heart Demon.

When he staggered out of the ice and snow, and suddenly found a yellow brick paved road in the snow, he rushed to the ground as if a man who had been hungry and thirsty for many days had finally seen water.

The left half of his body and the right half of his body have the same desire at this time, the difference is that the left half of his body wants to parasitize and devour the vitality of others, while the right half of his body needs food and more energy to resist the invasion of the right half of his body.

"Eat more, eat more......" In a post house beside the yellow brick avenue, an old man dressed in a shabby post man's costume was squatting under the eaves, holding a wooden bowl, feeding a foal, and whispering lovingly as he fed.

Zhu Sishao pounced suddenly, snatched the wooden bowl from the old postman's hand, no matter what was inside, he ate it in one go, the old postman was stunned for a moment, shook his head, stretched out his hand to stroke his head, shook his head and said: "Alas, evil, poor child, poor child......"

He babbled: "No wonder our country of demons and fairies wants to popularize compulsory education, how pitiful it is to have no culture, alas, create evil, create evil......"

Although Zhu Sishao could understand what the old man was saying, he was all about dealing with the food in the wooden bowl, although it seemed to be something for the horse, it was extremely sweet.

After eating a bowl, Zhu Sishao was still unsatisfied, raised his eyes, the old man looked at him with a regretful face, then stretched out his hand and pointed to the side of the post house, and asked, "Young man, do you know that word?"

Next to the post house, there is also a wine shop, the wine flag is displayed, it looks like the flag is still very new, next to the wine word of the dragon flying and phoenix dancing on the flag, there are seven small characters of "You Shangzong No. 799".

There are a total of eight characters on this wine flag, which one of which words Zhu Sishao knows.

The old man asked him what he meant by that.

"Young man, that's the word wine, you can memorize that word, but wherever there is such a word, there is wine, although there are no famous dishes, but the peanut cooked meat with wine is everything, and the wine shop is next to it, why do you bother to fight with the beasts for food?"

The pony next to him who had been robbed of food snorted and sprayed Zhu Sishao's snot and saliva.

Zhu Sishao felt nauseous at this time, and the feeling of being slimy inside what he ate just now ......

"Old wine worm, there is a guest coming to the door, hurry up and come out to pick up the guest!" The old postman shouted, and an old man with a hunched waist came out, showed a warm smile to Zhu Sishao, and greeted: "This guest officer, please inside!"

Zhu Sishao felt that his left body was about to move, and after eating and drinking, the spectrum demon in his body began to move, as if he was going to give up on him to find other hosts, Zhu Sishao showed a hesitant look, he didn't want to involve these people, these people were just civilians at a glance.

Seeing Zhu Sishao hesitating, the old wine worm smiled and said, "This guest officer, whether you are shy or not, come and sit down first, the small shop is open, you are my first guest." ”

"People who are about to die, why ......" Zhu Sishao was about to be reserved, but was pulled in by the old man without saying anything.

Zhu Sishao could only rejoice that this old wine worm was pulling his right hand.

The small wine shop, with only four tables, arranged for him to sit down by the window, and the old wine worm smiled and said, "Guest officer, I don't know where you came from?"

While pulling the homely cooking, he quickly put on a plate of peanuts and a few slices of cooked meat, groped behind the counter, and took out a jar of wine.

Zhu Sishao had just eaten something after all, and at least he could maintain his sanity at this time, but his left hand moved uncontrollably and reached out to grab the dish.

"Smack!" Zhu Sishao's right hand hit his left hand.

"Is there still a mosquito in this cold and snowy place?" The old wine worm turned his head in confusion, his eyes were dizzy, he looked at the wine jar in his hand, shook his head, put the wine jar down, and took another jar of wine, this jar of wine is much smaller than the jar just now, he nodded with satisfaction, and said to Zhu Sishao: "Come, this guest officer, come and taste the osmanthus wine specially brewed by Xiao Lao'er." ”

Zhu Sishao's two hands have already made a few moves quickly, fighting with himself, there is a particularly handsome feeling of fighting left and right, but the truth is emotional and helpless.

Zhu Sishao gradually lost control of his left body completely, and he felt as if he had been split in half by a sharp axe.

And looking up at the old wine worm who was coming over with wine, Zhu Sishao was very strange in his heart, what kind of place is this, how could a post house suddenly appear inexplicably, a hotel appeared?

It's a little weird.

But no matter how weird it is, he will soon be unable to hold on, he can almost feel that the demon is gradually infiltrating the other half of his body, or it won't be long before he will be completely controlled by the demon.

If I had to be controlled by demons, I wouldn't do what he wanted......

Zhu Sishao gritted his teeth and made up his mind.

At least when you die, be a full ghost?

Zhu Sishao had already made up his mind, and after eating this meal, he would go to find a place and cut himself off, so as not to defile his body by demons.

At this moment, the old man smiled slightly, gently patted the mud seal of the wine jar in his hand, and a pure laurel aura flew out of the wine jar.

"Squeak!" Zhu Sishao felt that in his body, the demon suddenly let out a miserable scream, shrank into his body, and contracted tightly.

Pain!

An unspeakable pain came from the left body, and the body that had been controlled and filled by the demons was very badly damaged, but at this time, Zhu Sishao felt that he was happy and wanted to laugh out loud.

He watched with straight eyes as the old man poured a double of the amber-like osmanthus wine into the cup in front of him, sniffed the moving aroma, picked it up with a trembling hand, and drank it in one gulp.

An extremely pure aura spread along his meridians, and the Spectrum Heart Demon, which had already been suppressed, curled up tightly, trembling in the corners of his body.

After drinking a glass, although he is not a good winemaker, Zhu Sishao feels that he has never drunk such a good wine.

He subconsciously stretched out his hand to grab the jar of wine, but the old wine worm had already put the jar away with great importance.

Zhu Sishao suddenly realized in his heart that this wine could suppress evil demons!

Although Zhu Sishao was born in a broken family, he was also a family after all, and he had thought of countless ways before, but none of them could have the slightest effect on the demons.

But now, it's just a glass of wine.

"This is this old boy's private treasure, take out a cup, it's already painful enough for him, young man, don't be greedy. The old postman stood at the door and looked at Zhu Sishao with a smile, "Moreover, this glass of wine is enough for you to support it, and if you want to eradicate the roots, you can't do it with just a glass of wine." ”

"Please also ask the seniors to show you a way to live!" At this time, Zhu Sishao still didn't understand that he had met a master.

This avenue paved with yellow bricks on the wasteland, this inn and wine shop in the deserted place, all of them are strange, and it is a great blessing for him to encounter such an opportunity before he dies.

Zhu Sishao pushed away the table, knelt directly on the ground, and asked the two for help.

The old postman and the old wine worm glanced at each other and nodded, quite a feeling that they could be taught.

The old man pointed to the yellow brick road outside the door, and said, "Follow this road, go forward for three hundred miles, and you will come across a town, and when you get there, your problem will be solved." ”

Zhu Sishao's heart gradually settled down, the dying person, suddenly got life, in addition to the initial ecstasy, but unexpectedly calmed down, he quietly finished eating the meal prepared by the old wine worm, thanked the two for their grace, groped for a long time, left all the money on his body on the table, and then walked out of the door.

"Guest officer, you give too much. The old wine worm came out with the silver coin and said with a smile.

"No, that's not enough. "That glass of wine alone is absolutely worth a fortune.

He didn't think ordinary money could buy that wine.

But he didn't have anything more on him, he was fighting to the death with the Spectrum Demon before, he couldn't care about anything, he didn't care about anything.

"Well, here's your share. The old wine worm smiled and handed the extra money in his hand to the old postman, who stroked his beard and nodded: "It's all open to do business, and it's not good to take advantage of you, since you have paid, then this little foal will be rented to you for the time being." ”

"No need. Zhu Sishao glanced up and down at the foal, and found that the foal was not as tall as his shoulder, and it looked like a batch of very small foals, even if he asked for it, it was useless.

"Don't regret it. The old man smiled.

Zhu Sishao thought of the magic of this post house and wine shop, and suddenly his heart moved, took the reins handed over by the old post man, and bowed to the ground: "The great grace will be repaid in the future." ”

With that, he took the foal and walked along the yellow brick strip of gold.

Who would have thought that after a few steps, the foal was on his back, directly under his crotch, and the next second, he felt like he was flying.

The foal ran merrily under his crotch, faster and higher, and the yellow brick road shone like a lamp to guide the course.

"When you get to your destination, let go of the reins, and the little guy will naturally come back on his own. The old postman admonished below.

Three hundred miles, in an instant, ahead, a town gradually revealed its true face.