There are always people who want to eat me

When he arrived at the station, Yu Huang called for a long time before waking Guan Zong up. When Guan Zong woke up, he seemed to be still in a dream, and he stumbled out of the high-speed rail with hazy eyes. Flat throw skills.

At the high-speed rail station, there was a person sent by Jiuwei Building to pick them up, who was guarding the ticket exit. Yu Huang managed to "lead" the tall and burly Guan Zong to find him. When he saw him, Guan Zong's first words were That is—"Have you booked the hotel yet?"

Yu Huang: "..."

The other party looked at Yu Huang with a speechless face. Yu Huang is now under the fence, and there is no room for him to speak, so he had to cooperate with Guan Zong in a pretentious manner, and shouted: "Didn't you hear Master Guan's question? Have you booked the hotel?"

The other party looked at each other with a confused face, and the older person stood up and said, "It's booked, do you want to go now?"

Guan Zong nodded and shook his body, as if he was about to fall asleep.

The other party sent Guan Zong to the hotel and wanted to explain some things, but Guan Zongli ignored it, and fell asleep as soon as he took off his coat and fell on the bed after entering the hotel.

Yu Huang embarrassedly said to those people: "You guys go back first."

Unwilling to return without success, they handed the stack of documents in their hands to Yu Huang and said, "Let Mr. Guan take a look when he wakes up, and contact us as soon as possible."

Yu Huang collected the materials, and after seeing off the people in Jiuwei Building, he came back to see Guan Zong. Guan Zong was sleeping soundly, looking unshakable. Yu Huang sighed, pulled the curtains for him, and covered them carefully. The door of the suite, go to the living room.

...I can really sleep, what is going on here, there must be something wrong, right?

Yu Huang was worried, so he made a long-distance call to Xiaozhen. Xiaozhen was enjoying the happiness of being alone at home, lying on the sofa, eating potato chips and watching soap operas. When he received Yu Huang's call, he immediately entered into a fighting state, "Hey, what happened? Something's wrong? Is there anything I can do for you?"

"Xiao Zhen." Yu Huang asked worriedly, "Is Guan Zong healthy? He has been very sleepy these days, and he slept very deeply."

"Are you still sleeping today?" Xiaozhen has always been in charge of Guan Zong's daily life, and he is the most familiar with it. He also felt something wrong when he heard Yu Huang's words. Xiaozhen asked, "How long did you sleep today?"

"I have been in a coma since I got on the high-speed rail."

"So long?" Xiaozhen was surprised and asked, "Is he bleeding?"

"Bleeding?" Yu Huang recalled it carefully, "That's not true, wait—" He suddenly remembered the deal Guan Zong made with Luo Ping, one hundred milliliters is... blood?

"He sold a hundred milliliters of blood."

"What??" Xiaozhen was so excited that he spilled potato chips on the floor, and he cursed on the other end of the phone, "Why didn't you stop him?"

"Why stop him? What happened to his blood?" Yu Huang still didn't understand, and asked.

Xiaozhen: "Master's blood is very precious, use a little less."

Yu Huang: "???"

Xiao Zhen took a deep breath and said, "In other words, Master's blood has no regenerative function, just like water in a cup, if you pour a little, it will be less, and there is no way to add water to the cup! Why don't you Tell me, if you had told me sooner, I wouldn't have let the master go out so soon! You're going to kill me!"

After being complained by Xiaozhen, Yu Huang also felt aggrieved, he hung up the phone amidst Xiaozhen's roar.

Yu Huang returned to the small suite again, Guan Zong slept soundly under the quilt, his slender eyelashes were like crow feathers, when Guan Zong closed his eyes and fell asleep, the cold and evil spirit on his body faded a lot, and now he is as fragile as a hand can crush him to death.

What kind of strange physique is this? Who is Guan Zong...

Yu Huang was full of depression, sat on the edge of the bed and stared at Guan Zong for a long time, until he accidentally fell asleep.

When he woke up, the sun was already setting, and Guan Zong was still awake, so Yu Huang took out his mobile phone and connected to the hotel's wifi to start searching online.

Ask what to eat to replenish blood.

Baidu Experience listed an entry, Yu Huang took a picture of the entry, went to the hotel to find a kitchen to make some blood-enriching dinners.When the dinner was delivered, Guan Zong was still asleep, Yu Huang woke him up, Guan Zong looked at Yu Huang in a daze, and there was a hazy shadow in his eyes.

Yu Huang sent the special dinner to Guan Zong. Guan Zong smelled the pungent smell of red beans before his eyes became a little sober. Dishes: "What are these?"

"For the blood, you should eat more." Yu Huang sat on the edge of the bed and pushed the red bean porridge over.

Guan Zong: "..."

Yu Huang: "?"

Guan Zong said in a muffled voice, "I won't eat."

Yu Huang: "Your body really told me, don't you want to take some supplements?"

Guan Zong sat up, stretched his waist, and groped for a while on the bedside table, "If I don't eat, I can't make up. Where's my cigarette?"

Yu Huang took out the cigarette and lighter from the drawer and handed it to Guan Zong: "Don't smoke so much often."

"It doesn't matter." The sound of the lighter sounded, a spark lit up from the cigarette butt, Guan Zong exhaled a mouthful of white mist, and said, "The harm of smoke is like a joke to me."

"You can't act like this just because you're not human..." Yu Huang looked at Guan Zong's pale face and worried for him, "You are so small and I will worry about you."

Guan Zong stopped smoking, put the cigarette butt in the ashtray, and said, "Don't worry, I have nothing for you to worry about."

"Then you have some red bean porridge." Yu Huang snatched the cigarette from Guan Zong's mouth, wringed it out in the ashtray, then threw the remaining pack of cigarettes on the ground and trampled them to pieces.He pushed the red bean porridge in front of Guan Zong with a stern face, with a face of "you must eat it, if you don't eat it today, I will stay here and never leave!" eat!"

Guan Zong: "..."

His eyes drooped and he didn't look at Yu Huang. He exuded a terrifying evil spirit all over his body. Yu Huang's heart was pinched by an invisible hand. Such Guan Zong seemed to have the ability to destroy the world. , He was trembling with fear, and the hand holding the red bean porridge couldn't help shaking.

Guan Zong supported Yu Huang's trembling hand with his cold hand, and with a little force, his generous big hand wrapped Yu Huang's hand in the palm of his hand, and with a hook in his direction, he pulled the bowl of red bean porridge in Yu Huang's hand to In front of himself, then bowed his head and leaned over.

When approaching the bowl, Guan Zong paused, took a sip reluctantly, and made a loud noise to prove that he had drunk it.

Yu Huang: "..." Oh my god, drinking red bean porridge is killing him!

After Guan Zong finished drinking, he let go of Yu Huang's hand. Yu Huang felt as if a small electric current had passed through the arm supported by Guan Zong, which made him itchy. He couldn't help scratching the back of his hand, and saw A glance at the red bean porridge in a bowl.

... There is no shortage at all!

Yu Huang raised his eyebrows, looked at Guan Zong, Guan Zong said blankly: "It's too bad, don't drink it."

"Isn't it delicious?" Yu Huang also took a sip of red bean porridge in disbelief, and smacked his mouth a few times, "Southern tastes are just too sweet, and it's still the same after thousands of years." Like the old man who has gone through vicissitudes.

The corner of Guan Zong's mouth hooked slightly, and he pushed Yu Huang aside, "I'm going to sleep."

Yu Huang was pushed to stand up from the bed, holding the red bean porridge that was almost spilled by Guan Zong, complaining: "Hey, why are you sleeping again? Will you spoil your brain by sleeping all day?"

"Get out." Guan Zong cursed with a smile, covered the quilt, and the eyelids that were pressed by Mount Tai fell down, and sleepiness surged up like a torrential wave.

Seeing that Guan Zong was fast asleep, Yu Huang ate all the blood-enriching food on the table. After eating, he called Xiao Zhen and asked, "Guan Zong drank a little bit of red bean porridge. There is really nothing he can do about it. Can it replenish blood? Can other herbal medicines also work?”

"What?" On the other end of the phone, Xiaozhen was obviously taken aback, "What do you think the master ate?"

"Red bean porridge, what's wrong?"

Xiaozhen was silent for a moment, then said: "The thing the master hates the most is red bean porridge."

Yu Huang: "..." He finally understood why Guan Zong showed that expression.

Xiaozhen said sourly again: "Maybe the master really loves you... He actually ate red bean porridge."

Yu Huang blushed, and hurriedly said: "No, I forced him."

"Hmph." Xiaozhen snorted coldly, and didn't continue the topic. He said, "Master will be fine after he loses blood, and I don't know what to do at this time. I can only ensure that he can sleep well."

"Yeah!" Yu Huang nodded, holding the phone tightly, "I will take care of him and let him have a good rest."

Xiaozhen reminded a few more precautions before hanging up the phone.

When he was idle and bored, Yu Huang was flipping through the information that Jiuweilou handed over.

The owner of this house is surnamed Zhang, the richest man in Zhangjia Village.Although Zhangjiacun is named with the suffix of village, it is actually extremely developed, with a per capita income of over [-], and everyone is a three-story villa.

After the villagers became rich, part of the village was expanded outwards, and the original old house was quite abandoned. This house is on the old site of Zhangjia Village.

The house was built by Zhang Yi and his grandfather's generation. It is very old. The house was renovated when Zhang Yi and his grandfather's generation used it for their second marriage. The stone unicorn that was lost at the door was lost at that time.

Zhang Yi and the whole family were also in the portfolio from three generations up to the next three generations, and there was nothing unusual after flipping through the copies. They were all ordinary people, and there was nothing unusual about them.

The only person who is suspicious is Zhang Yihe's grandfather Zhang Chaoran.

Zhang Chaoran was a soldier when he was young, and he was injured in the Vietnam War. After retiring from the army, he returned to Zhangjiacun. After that, he didn’t have any serious work. Some people said that Zhang Chaoran didn’t go home often. He seemed to be doing some business outside. Big business, built a villa within a few years, bought a luxury car, married a concubine.

There are always rumors about his prosperity. There are various versions of the news about how he prospered. The information says that it is the most likely one-gambling stones, because Zhang Chaoran often went to Guangzhou during that time. He always carries large and small parcels, and the most eye-catching thing on the little wife he married is also a very magnificent emerald.

There are also a few photos of Chaoran in Guangzhou, wearing a black windbreaker, carrying a black briefcase, and wearing sunglasses, walking furtively on the street with a panicked expression.

Looking down, Zhang Chaoran unfortunately fell into the water and died this year, and the house was distributed to the two children he left behind.

Yu Huang muttered: "The mole on the right cheek is so obvious, no wonder he drowned to death."