Quick Travel: Crazy criticism of the host and his love for him

In order to help Ning Xiangchi get better as soon as possible, Yan Yu not only carried him to the hotel rooftop every day to bask in the sun and gave him decoctions, but also spent some energy to calculate a person who was born in the Yang time and the solar calendar, and where to get it. It takes half a cup of blood to fully restore some vitality.

For more than half a month, it can be said that Yan Yu has been tortured enough.

So much so that for the next year and a half, Yan Yu remained indifferent despite Ning Xiangchi's desperate attempts to hook up with him. Even though Ning Xiangchi tried his best, Yan Yu still didn't let him succeed.

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At night, in an unknown B&B.

A man looked at the news on TV with a horrified expression.

On the TV, there was a report of a plane accident.

"No, how could this happen..."

"Dead, all dead."

He covered his face tightly and muttered to himself.

A pair of eyes were covered with bloodshot eyes, and even the under eyelids were black and blue.

"I will die, I will die too...what should I do, what else should I do!"

He fell to the ground and kept patting his face, trying to think of a solution quickly.

The pus exuding a strong stench flowed from the top of his head down his face, and fell drop by drop on the clothes on his chest.

Full of pain, the man hurriedly opened his bag and took out many strange bottles.

There was some unknown powder in the bottle, and he poured it over his head without looking at it carefully.

Until the powder and pus merged, blocking the festering hole.

After he was sure that the hole was temporarily blocked, the man carefully took out a wig to cover it up.

After doing all this, the man put on his peaked cap, shouldered his bag and left the B&B.

After a while, he came to a small alley.

There is a scoundrel man at the entrance of the alley.

He looked around, then bravely walked over.

"Brother, I am Wang Mazi."

He leaned into the man's ear and whispered a few words.

The man glanced at him sharply, carefully looked around, and then led him into the alley...

"Snapped!"

The man slapped the table and threw his rice bowl in front of Wang Mazi.

"Wang Mazi, are you fucking kidding me?"

"When I asked you to take out all the things, you fucking said you didn't. Now something has happened, and you come and tell me that you took the things!"

The fear during this period of time made Wang Mazi feel like a frightened bird. Now that he has reached this stage, he is willing to risk everything.

"Can you give me more fucking money so that I can keep the things?! Brother Zhang and Xiao Qian are already dead. Even if I am the next one to die, you can't escape."

"As long as everyone in Longwu Mountain must die, Longwushan will not let you go."

"Damn it! Throw him out."

Wang Mazi was thrown out of the alley in embarrassment, and fell to the ground with his arms stretched out.

His peaked cap was thrown off, and even the wig used to cover the hole fell to the ground.

Just like that, the festering and flowing hole on his head appeared in front of everyone.

Under the cover of night, people in the alley could not see clearly. He just took two steps back when he smelled the stench, warned Wang Mazi a few words, and hurried into the alley.

The atmosphere in the small alley was very depressing.

Even the people who came back stayed silently outside the door, not daring to go in.

"Brother Tian, ​​what should we do now?"

The man named Brother Tian slowly blew out a smoke ring and asked, "How is the situation?"

"Still in contact..."