Gamers Are Fierce

To the north of Goose City, there is a congee and rice inn. The inn is a woman.

No one knows her specific name, only that she claims to be Sanniangzi, a childless widow from a foreign country, who is about thirty years old and still has her charm.

It is indeed a rare thing for a widow to run an industry, but in the remote areas of South County, she is not so particular, and San Niangzi has a good reputation in the arena.

Whenever there are tourists who cannot find a place to go in the dark, San Niangzi is willing to rent them a room at a low price.

There are a large number of mules, donkeys, sheep and other livestock under the name of the inn. If the passenger does not bring a mount, or if the mount is injured or unable to ride, Sanniangzi will always sell donkeys and horses at a low price.

Amoy in exchange for injured mounts to help passers-by.

As a result, word of mouth spread, travelers from all over the world are always willing to stay overnight at the inn, and the business of the congee and rice inn is also booming.

Zhao Jihe is one of the tourists visiting the inn.

He was originally a scholar who went to Beijing to take the exam. The horse he was riding on last night suffered a little injury on his foot while on the way and was unable to ride. He had to listen to the instructions of the villagers and came to the inn to stay.

There were many guests in the inn, and there were no vacant rooms, but San Niangzi was worthy of the reputation of hospitality. She tried her best to make room for Zhao Shusheng with a bed against the wall to live with seven or eight other guests. Together.

In the evening, San Niangzi greeted the buddies to prepare a banquet, toasted with all the passengers, ate meat, chatted, and enjoyed the host and the guests.

Zhao Shusheng saw the heroic appearance of the three women, chatting and laughing happily with the pedestrians going north and south, not as shy as those deep-bowed eldest ladies, could not help but love him, a little infatuated with each other.

At night, the other travelers were lying in bed drunk, only Zhao Shusheng, who could not drink, was tossed and turned, and his head was full of San Niangzi appearance.

Just as he was indulging in thoughts with his hands, there seemed to be some movement of moving animals in the next room.

There was a move in his heart. Next door was the third lady's bedroom. Thinking of his handsome figure during the day, he couldn't help forgetting the rule of seeing no evil.

Sitting up on the bed, he tiptoed close to the front of the brick cracks on the edge of the wall, and looked inward through the cracks in the bricks.

Hmm...this is not a peeping, he is protecting the third lady, preventing the gangsters from appearing and plotting wrongdoing.

However, the imaginary scene of the three women going to bed **** did not appear.

In the bedroom, San Niangzi looked solemn and took out an antique wooden box from the bottom of the suitcase.

She put the wooden box on the table and let out a sulky breath, seemingly uneasy, walked gently to the door of the room, opened the door to make sure there was no one around.

Then the door was closed and the lock was secured from the inside.

Zhao Shusheng was a little confused, why San Niangzi was so cautious?

In the box is a portrait of her husband? Or the umbilical cord of your children? Or is it.... Not asking for help?

When he was puzzled, Zhao Shusheng saw Sanniangzi opening the wooden box and taking out a wooden little figure like a farmer, a wooden calf holding a plow, and a wooden model of farmland.

They are all very delicate and small, just like children's toys made by carpenters from big families.

what is this?

Zhao Shusheng's brain replenished instantly. When night fell, the widowed third wife would take out the wooden box, look at his children's favorite toys, and miss his family.

Thinking about it this way, Zhao Shusheng felt more pity for San Niangzi in his heart.

In the next second, San Niangzi picked up the teapot and took a sip of tea, solemnly spraying towards the wooden man and wooden cow who were visiting on the table.

When the wooden cow touches the tea, the whole body trembles, like a delicate organ, moving on its own on the wooden farmland, just like a real farmer, diligently reclaiming the land.

! !

Zhao Shusheng was shocked. He had only heard about strange methods of strangers in legends, and had never witnessed such strange things with his own eyes.

"..."

San Niangzi's eyes were bright, and she was muttering words, took a bag of buckwheat seeds in her hand and placed it in front of Mu Ren.

The wooden man took the seeds and sowed them skillfully on the cultivated land. After a while, the wheat seedlings sprang out of the woody field and grew rapidly.

The wooden man took the sickle and put the wheat away, hulled and ground it, and put it in the wooden barrel brought by the third lady.

After handling everything, they fell into silence with the wooden cow and stopped moving.

San Niangzi put away the wooden man and the wooden cow, used the fresh flour in the room to make dough, and baked it into scones on the stove.

At this time, the sky was clear and the roosters were crowing. The travelers who had been hanging over all night got up one after another, clutching their groggy heads, and went down to the ground.

Zhao Shusheng hurriedly pretended to have just gotten up, put on clothes with other people,

The scene I saw last night was so shocking that Zhao Shusheng didn't dare to tell others, he just wanted to escape this weird inn quickly.

However, he just took the package and was about to rush out of the door of the inn, but a guy in the shop stopped in front of him and said to him with a smile: "Mr. Zhao, don't rush out.

My proprietress has already made the scones and gave them to the customers in the store for free.

We will give you a new horse to help you enter Beijing to catch up with the exam and gain fame. "

Zhao Shusheng desperately wanted to refuse, but two more shop assistants came up with smiles on their faces, but their feet surrounded the direction of his escape. His waist was bulging, and it seemed that he had put a fierce weapon.

Zhao Shusheng had to put a smile on his face, nodded and said yes, staying in the lobby like the other passengers, waiting for Sanniangzi to bring breakfast.

For a moment, San Niangzi, who looked a little haggard, came to the hall early with porridge and rice, cold dishes, scones, etc., one portion per person.

Other travelers did not suspect him, and they ate with relish. They praised San Niangzi for their exquisite craftsmanship and the delicious scones made.

Zhao Shusheng deliberately reminded him, but there was a shop assistant standing behind him, with a knife blade against his waist, and he estimated that he would be stabbed through the waist before he could speak.

"Why doesn't Zhao Gongzi eat it?"

San Niangzi rubbed the soft ends of her ears, and yawned charmingly, "Is the son not delicious? This is the cake I baked overnight..."

Seeing the weird scene last night, how can I still eat? !

Zhao Gongzi cursed secretly in his heart, but under the pressure of the back blade, he barely smiled, reluctantly took a small bite from the cake, like eating arsenic, chewing hard.

"Okay, I'm full of wine and food, I should also hurry."

A full-fed traveler patted his stomach contentedly, picked up the bag from the stool, and arched his hands at San Niangzi who was leaning on the counter. "Thank you San Niangzi for the hospitality. Next time I come to Luzhou, I will stay at this inn. ."

The third lady smiled, waved her hand and said, "Guests go slowly, Xiao Er, go and lead the donkey."

"No need, I can do it myself."

The passenger smiled and walked towards the entrance of the inn, and suddenly fell over halfway, "Oh oh, my feet are uh uh uh..."

Before he finished his words, a shallow layer of black and gray hair grew on his arms, and the painful cry in his mouth turned into a donkey cry.

His face suddenly stretched, his ears became pointed, and he stood on all fours,

It turned into a donkey in an instant!

Other passengers exclaimed and got up from their chairs in a panic, but fell to the ground one after another.

The donkeys in the shop were croaking and loud, but the faces of San Niangzi and a few men only wore cold smiles.

That's it!

Zhao Shusheng’s heart is ashamed. The reason why San Niangzi can accumulate a huge family business in just a few years ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ is because of these sorceries that turn people into donkeys, infringing on past travelers and embezzling money. No profit.

You can also sell the donkey traveler to all over the world, clear clues, and make a fortune by the way.

The donkeys, sheep, cows and horses in the backyard of the inn are probably pedestrians who have been victimized.

Maybe it’s because Zhao Shusheng only took one bite. The process of turning into a donkey is slower than others.

San Niangzi was too late. He greeted him and drove Zhao Shusheng, who was half man and half donkey, into the backyard along with the other donkeys and horses who barked "Uh ah".

Is it possible that Zhao Jihe and I am going to die here today?

If you haven’t gotten fame and fortune, you haven’t married a wealthy daughter, you haven’t had a grand plan, you have not become famous, you will become a donkey...

Two lines of clear tears slid down from the long and narrow cheeks of the green donkey,

At the last moment when the consciousness fell into a blur, the donkey seemed to hear a man's voice coming from the front yard.

"Little Er, how do you get to Long County?"