devil may cry

Chapter 5. The first guest is actually...

After walking out of the tavern, Yan Yangchen seemed to be interested, and asked on the way back, "Is Mr. Xiao's cooking delicious?"

Xiao Yan frowned and walked forward.I just listened to the excitement for a while, and now the surroundings are quiet and I feel very comfortable, and I didn’t make any sarcastic remarks, and said indifferently: "The twice-cooked pork in this restaurant, the meat is okay, but the oil is not good."

Yan Yangchen nodded: "Too little? Or too much?"

Xiao Yan shook his head: "Exactly. The type of oil is wrong."

Yan Yangchen didn't understand. If he was asked to identify the types of poisons and medicines, or the types of weapons, he would still have something to say. This oil...he had never tried cooking at home, let alone cooking, he had never Into the kitchen.There are rules in the family, no half-heartedness is allowed.

Xiao Yan suddenly turned his head to look at him: under the sun, Yan Yangchen's pale skin was like porcelain, crystal clear, fine hairs could be seen clearly, thin sweat was dripping from the bridge of his nose, his eyes were looking straight ahead and thinking seriously, suddenly It amused him, and the corner of his mouth curled up arrogantly: "There is a kind of oil that can be used as a delicacy in cooking, guess what?"

Yan Yangchen was not ashamed to ask: "I don't know. Please ask Mr. Xiao for advice."

"Advising is fine," Xiao Yan hesitated to speak, and looked at him pretending to be rather embarrassed: "What benefits do I have?"

Yan Yangchen thought about it seriously and said, "From now on, Mr. Xiao will be the cook of the inn."

Xiao Yan: "..."

"What do you think, Mr. Xiao?" Yan Yangchen saw that he hesitated to speak again, thinking that he believed his words that there was no salary, and explained: "Salary is naturally negotiable, and I will definitely not treat Mr. Xiao badly."

"...No need!" Xiao Yan's face fell, and he thought carefully about why he fell into such a situation. After thinking about it, it was still the fault of that person. The resentment in his heart became worse, and his tone changed.

But Yan Yangchen got the wrong idea, waved his hand and said, "No, how can you order Mr. Xiao Baigan?"

Xiao Yan stopped suddenly, turned around suddenly, and faced Yan Yangchen at close range: "Call Mr. Xiao again, I will slap you."

Yan Yangchen: "Young Master Xiao Yan."

Xiao Yan raised his hand abruptly, as if to twitch, Yan Yangchen showed no fear, and even looked at him innocently.Out of the corner of his eye, Xiao Yan could see the roof less than three meters away from the street where they were standing, and a figure floated across the roof, and said with a sneer, "Do you think Mr. Xiao Yan dares to slap you?"

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Yan Yangchen to answer, he turned and continued walking: "I will cook for you tonight."

"my pleasure."

The market was a little noisy, but Xiao Yan could still hear it clearly. The more I thought about it, the more I felt useless. The more I thought about it, the more I wanted to kill someone with a knife.

Turning into North Street, the sense of hustle and bustle is gone. The surrounding houses are either closed or deserted. Only Zhu Yan's Xuanhu Jianyutang is open for business in the whole street.This street is not long, and you can see the Yankai Inn at the end of the alley almost from the turning point. It stands to reason that the location is reasonable, and it should not be so deserted.

Zhu Yankai had packed up the mat and went upstairs to sleep, two people who would light a fire when they met would be clean if they didn't meet.Yan Yangchen thought again that no one came to look for him yesterday, that would be today, if he doesn't come today, there will be tomorrow, and after tomorrow, there will be the day after tomorrow... Thinking about it carefully, if he cares about every detail, he may not have peace every day.It's better to let it go. If you have wine and get drunk today, at least one person is by your side.

Yan Yangchen could tell that since the meeting last night, Xiao Yan's mood has been ridiculously bad, his personality is uncertain, his thoughts are unpredictable, could it be that he was stimulated?If not, it shouldn't be.

Just now when he turned into the alley, Xiao Yan asked him suddenly: "Do you know how human oil is refined?"

Man oil man oil, man's body fat.

Yan Yangchen didn't answer for a while, Xiao Yan said softly: "Come on. Mr. Xiao will teach you. You first arrest him, starve him to death, give him an enema, shave his hair, nails...it depends on what taste you prefer , If you like to be clean, you can cut it, but you can keep it if you want. The hair on the man's body is shaved. The woman doesn't need it. If you want to play, you can toss it until you have no strength, and the rest Don't worry. When choosing a person, it is best to have even flesh and blood. If it is too thin, there will be no oil and water, the amount of juice squeezed out will be insufficient, and the color will not be correct; if it is too fat, it will not be as good as lard. Put the person in an iron cage, fix the limbs, and stand. Burn from the bottom of the feet, feed and water every day, so as not to die, keep alive during the process, the quality of human oil will be better, but not too much, once an hour."

It was the first time in these days that he said so many words in one breath.As soon as he finished speaking, he stood in front of the gate of the inn. The road was only so long.

During this period, he spoke on his own, and tried to imagine the scene he was talking about, with a blank expression on his face.

"It should be once every half an hour."

A calm voice sounded from behind: "Water, Xiaodou; food, steamed buns."

"When you take medicine, you need medicine to guide it, and the same is true for lighting a lamp with human oil."

Xiao Yan's brows twitched, and before he realized who the words came from, he answered subconsciously: "...What is the core?"

"Human flesh and bones. Take the method, burn it until it dies in pain, and then tear it off from the iron cage wall." The connection was extremely smooth, but it was not what Yan Yangchen said.

Xiao Yan looked back and looked at the young man in white on the left side of Yan Yangchen: the young man was wearing a white tall hat and all in white, standing beside Yan Yangchen as if he was coming for a funeral.

Yan Yangchen didn't know where he learned the clothes, he was like a crow, comparable to that person.These two people stood together, one black and one white, their faces were pale, and their statures were similarly thin, like black and white impermanence from the underworld, but the young man next to him was a little haggard, his voice was weak and his voice was very soft.Because the words used were similar to those of Yan Yangchen, Xiao Yan didn't respond for a while.

What was even more frightening and what made Xiao Yan even more upset was that he let Yan Yangchen get close to him without realizing it!

"Could it be that the son's family is in the business of exorcising corpses?" The young man Wuqing stared at Xiao Yan and said softly, his whole body exuded a strange fragrance, affectionate and sticky.

No matter who it was, Yan Yangchen first bowed politely, which Xiao Yan reluctantly accepted.Unexpectedly, the pale young man also bowed to Yan Yangchen in exactly the same way, and said at the same time:

"I'm Yan Yangchen."

"Houqing in Xianan Palace."

The Nangong family is not only famous in southern Xinjiang, but Xiao Yan and Bei Mingyan are not from the Central Plains. Someone has stayed in Beishan three thousand miles away for many years, and they don't know him at all.

Nangong Houqing bowed again: "Mr. Yan."

Yan Yangchen returned the salute, Nangong Houqing wanted to salute Xiao Yan again, Xiao Yan smiled and said: "My name is Mr. Xiao."

Yan Yangchen made a soft short sound, Xiao Yan looked over and couldn't help laughing for a moment.

After some acquaintance, Nangong Houqing said that he just passed by and was looking for an inn to stay in. He heard Xiao Yan talk about how to refine human oil here, and followed him all the way after entering Beijie.

Xiao Yan doesn't like this at all, who knows you from time to time?He was secretly wary of this person in his heart, and Xiao Yan had only met three people who followed him like this without a trace of breath or trace, and there was only one who was as young as this young man, and that was Xue Luoqian.

Thinking about it, he must have done so lightly.Wen Yan leaned against the door and sneered: "Eavesdropping? Courting death?"

"No, I have to deal with the dead every day, so I know the value of life." Nangong Houqing replied solemnly: "I come from the small state of Wuxian in the west, and I have been active in southern Xinjiang and Lingnan. Carpenter, come here to stay overnight. I don’t know Mr. Yan and Mr. Xiao, but the owner of this inn?”

"There is a special place specially approved by the imperial court for the mortician to drive the corpse, why not go?" He is not afraid, but he has to be cautious of Yan Yangchen, and the first guest is the mortician, which is too unlucky.

"The owner did make arrangements, but one person got lost on the way, so I was delayed for some hours and failed to reach the designated town."

Xiao Yan snorted: "It's easy, let's go now. You see, it's only the end of noon."

"How can I abandon my companions?"

Yan Yangchen asked: "Have you found it yet?"

"Not yet," Nangong Houqing looked exhausted, "You don't have to worry, Mr. Yan, she has always been steady, but it's just that she doesn't know her way when she first arrives, so it's fine."

"Where are the corpses of Mr. Nangong?"

"In the cemetery outside the town. I have suppressed it several times, and nothing will happen overnight."

Xiao Yan really couldn't bear the conversation between these two people, he was tired after hearing it, and just wanted to dismiss him quickly: "We haven't opened here yet, there is a house on the West Street next door..." Before he could finish speaking, Yan Yangchen carried him away. Stop it with your hand: "Xiao Yan."

Xiao Yan was stunned.At that moment, what he seemed to see was not Yan Yangchen, not the polite Yan Yangchen who pretended to be foolish while pretending to be shrewd.

Yan Yangchen continued: "Ordinary inns have residents, so they won't easily take in corpse hunters." Then he turned to the mortician: "No one lives here, you can stay here first, but it's too late to clean up, I'm afraid it's not clean. If you are Mr. Nangong Don’t give up, I’m very honored.”

Xiao Yan just felt like a ghost, who opened the inn and the first guest was the mortician? ?He didn't know how much Nangong Houqing's sentence "Life is precious just now" touched Yan Yangchen.

The mortician hurriedly thanked him, he didn't think it was dirty.Under Xiao Yan's fiery gaze, he calmly followed Yan Yangchen into the shop.