Master from the Lunatic Asylum [Transmigration Book]

This question touched Shi Gu's heart, he had never seen Yu Zhan so pleasing to the eye, he immediately raised his head when he heard this, his extremely black eyes lighted up indistinctly.

Anyone who has been in contact with Shigu knows that he is an extremely closed-off person, sometimes even like an emotionless puppet, so the occasional emotional leaks appear extraordinarily vivid, like a cold painting suddenly warmed up.

Yu Zhan's movement of serving tea was a beat slower.

But it was only for a moment, and the next moment, Yu Zhan waved his hand and called the waiter, and then looked at Shi Gu again.

"What do you want to eat? Please."

The disciples around who were poking and eavesdropping on the conversation between the two suddenly widened their eyes.

They dare to eat the food of the Yaozu?

Facts have proved that they dare.

Because the ordering was too slow at times, the task of ordering finally fell on Yu Zhan.

Looking at the big table full of people, Shi Gu was a little dazed.

Obviously, Yu Zhan would not be generous enough to invite everyone to eat together, and even if he really invited, the rest of the people might not dare to eat, that is to say, these dishes were all ordered for Shi Gu.

But this amount is obviously not enough for two people to eat.

"Why do you..." He cast a puzzled look at Yu Zhan.

Yu Zhan just looked like I was happy, and raised his chin at him: "You just open your mouth and eat."

Soon, there was the sound of bowls and chopsticks colliding on the table.

Shi Gu is not worried about any problems with the food at all, if there is, something happened to them during dinner last night, so why drag it until now.

And not to mention, the taste of this black shop opened by Spider Jing is really good.

Just eating, the plate in front of him suddenly shook and almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, Yu Zhan reached out in time and pushed the plate back dangerously.

Shigu gave a hand to pick up the vegetables.

"You found out too?" Yu Zhan raised his eyebrows.

Shi Gu nodded slightly hesitantly.

Seeing this, Yu Zhan curled his lips into a smile: "It's not stupid at all."

It was rare for Shi Gu to be praised, so he pursed his lower lip in embarrassment, and felt wrong after pursing it, obviously he was the master, how could there be any reason for a disciple to praise the master?

The disciples who were still eavesdropping were refreshed when they heard this, and hurriedly pricked up their ears, but these two were like playing charades, and there was no follow-up after this sentence.

In fact, Shigu was not quite sure about his guess, but he could vaguely feel that the trigger of this formation should be related to smashing things.

For example, when he returned to his room last night, he obviously didn't touch the vase, but the vase fell for no reason. Also last night, the boy who died unfortunately broke something, and something happened shortly thereafter.

Just now, he was sure that he didn't touch the plate, but the plate slid out by itself.

But why is breaking the plate related to the formation?

Shigu thought about it for a while, but couldn't figure it out.

If he can't figure it out, then he doesn't think about it, Shi Gu quickly chose to give up, after all, at this moment, the food in front of him is the biggest attraction for him.

Yu Zhan watched quietly.

The food on the table continued to decrease at a slow and even rate.

one, two...

Yu Zhan counted silently in his heart.

On the count of five, he stopped.

Feed for five people.

"You usually don't have enough to eat, why don't you tell me?"

Shi Gu paused as he wiped his mouth with a handkerchief.

"If you want something, you have to fight for it yourself. If you don't say it, no one will know what you want."

Shi Gu raised his head and met Yu Zhan's eyes.

He couldn't understand such eyes, but they felt familiar to him.

It was the same look as the dean who was in charge of supervising him, full of encroachment and plunder.

Shi Gu was a little afraid of such eyes.

What you want...you want to fight for it yourself?

But Shi Gu has grown up so much, and he has never known what "want" is, so how can he talk about "fighting"?

Under the table that Yu Zhan couldn't see, Shi Gu clenched his fists unconsciously.

Yu Zhan knocked on the food again: "Are you still eating?"

Shi Gu hesitated for a moment, then silently stretched out his chopsticks again.

"Please come inside the guest officer!"

At this time, the waiter who had been working tirelessly suddenly made a noise, and everyone present was taken aback.

Which unlucky guy fell into the monster's nest again?

"Little Er! Serve the wine!"

Before the person appeared, the sound came first. Following the sound, everyone saw a burly figure.

It was a tall and strong man, carrying a jug, humming a ditty, his clothes were a bit shabby, but clean, he was comparable to Yu Zhan in terms of height, but his body was a bit wider, which can be said to be a coincidence Among the people who have passed, except for Yuan Ce, he is the strongest.

This person was wearing a bamboo hat, so he couldn't see his face clearly, he could only hear his thick voice, a little careless, before he approached, he raised his voice: "I want the best!"

"Alright! Here it is for you!"

The waiter's voice was filled with the joy of finding someone who had been taken advantage of, and corresponding to it was the eerie silence of everyone in the inn.

Qingyuan's hand was already on the saber behind him, and the rest of the people were all vigilant, ready for battle at any time. In such a tense atmosphere, Yu Zhan, who kept talking about time and leisurely drinking tea, It seemed quite out of place.

Especially Yu Zhan, he raised his eyebrows, looked at Shi Gu, and seemed to say, 'Isn't this coming? '

But no matter what the reaction is, there is one thing that is consistent, and that is the gaze that falls on the strong man intently.

The strong man seemed unaware, and staggered towards the seat.

Before he got close, the strong smell of alcohol came from him, Shi Gu couldn't help sniffling, and took another look.

The skill of using breath to perceive the surrounding things is still very unfamiliar to Shi Gu. He can vaguely feel that this person should be a monk, but this feeling is very weak. Weak, so that there is not much spiritual power fluctuation.

But sometimes I think it should be the former.

Suddenly, the strong man stopped.

"Hey... where is my money bag..."

Weng muttered angrily, and the strong man sat down where he was, and began to search around on his body.

Several Cangyun Sect disciples looked at each other in blank dismay.

Suddenly, the strong man moved.

No one saw his movements clearly, and everyone felt a figure flashing in front of them. The next moment, this man was standing in front of the boy who had not had time to bury him, with a money bag in his hand, and he laughed flamboyantly: "The windfall is a gift!" ! windfall!"

He actually touched the purse of the dead man!

At this moment, not to mention the disciples present, even Shi Gu, who is unreasonable in the world, also felt that this strong man was too much.

A disciple who had a good relationship with the boy jumped up immediately, and stabbed with his sword like lightning.

This sword was quite tricky, and it could be seen that he had used all his strength, but the light and shadow flashed, and the strong man suddenly staggered a step.

This stagger seemed to be caused by tripping over something, or simply because he was drunk and failed to stand still, but it was such a coincidence that the strong man escaped the sword perfectly.

After dodging, he let out a "huh", turned around without warning when the second sword came, and then leaned forward and bumped lightly.

The reason why it is called "lightly" is because the movement range of the strong man is very small. It is more appropriate to say that it is more appropriate to say that it is rubbing against someone than bumping into it. However, the disciple took several steps back until he knocked over. With the tables and chairs behind him, he managed to stabilize his figure.

After the collision, the strong man walked with the unique steps of a drunk man, muttering and belching at the same time: "Bei... hiccup... Kan."

"I am going to kill you!"

With a roar from Pingdi, the disciple rushed up again, shaking the entire inn with echoes.

Shi Gu watched the battle between the two suspiciously.

Anyone with a discerning eye can tell that the strong man is definitely not bad, so it's fine for this disciple not to avoid his edge, but he is still in a hurry to give away his head?

Do not know do not know.

Silently accelerated the speed of eating, Shi Gu always felt that if he didn't finish eating quickly, he might have nothing to eat in a while.

The battle between the two continues.

The strong man obviously didn't pay attention to the disciple. A fight was like a monkey walking a dog. While fighting, he was still muttering words.

"Dong...shock..."

"Nan...kun..."

"And the northwest...the northwest...what's the matter with the northwest?"

Everything happened in a blink of an eye, and before the other disciples could stop it, this disciple had already been repelled three times by the strong man.

Qingyuan subconsciously pulled out the long sword behind him, and was about to step forward to help, when an unexpected person stopped him.

"Brother, wait a moment."

Meng Xun's simple and honest face was stained with a trace of solemnity, and he took over the big man's words: "The northwest is the southeast."

Hearing this, the strong man immediately laughed, and the laughter was unexpectedly hearty.

"Boy! You learned your homework well!"

As soon as the words fell, he lowered his waist with a flexibility that was completely inconsistent with his strong figure, and then raised one foot, and kicked the disciple to the northwest and southeast a few times, kicking the disciple to the ground. Shaking back and forth, he was really embarrassed, but the strong man seemed to be playing, and he didn't stop for a moment.

This disciple is not small in stature, but he looks like a doll in his hands, with no power to resist.

Finally, the brawny man stuck a talisman on his disciple's forehead: "Get out!"

The disciple disappeared instantly.

"This..." Everyone was shocked.

Meng Xun was the first to react, and bowed deeply to the strong man: "Thank you, senior!"

"You kid, it's still... hiccup... not bad."

As the brawny man said, he returned to the drunken and sloppy footsteps he had when he came in, and walked in unsteadily. While walking, he didn't forget to give Meng Xun a thumbs up.

Meng Xun was overjoyed and was about to salute when he saw the strong man stretch out his fingers and turn around in a circle.

"Everything else is rubbish."

After all, he sat down on an empty seat.

Coincidentally, the vacant seat was beside Shi Gu.

He placed a large knife on the side of the table casually. The blade was wide and thick, wrapped in layers of rags, which made people wonder what kind of scenery it was underneath, and the exposed handle exuded metal. The unique cold light looks cold.

Even though the saber was not out of its sheath, Shi Gu could vaguely feel the power and power of a strong man holding a saber.