I open a restaurant in Xiujie

Sure enough, there was a person lying on the small slope.

When Yu Xiaotan arrived, the man was half buried in the soil, his long hair was disheveled, his body was covered with sand, his white clothes were almost stained red with blood, but his hands were sticking out, his fingers firmly stuck in the soil.

Yu Xiaotan never knew that so much blood could flow out of a human body, almost like an irrigation stream covering half a field.He hurriedly stepped forward to straighten the man's body, raised his hand to sniff, but was startled by the ferocious tooth marks on the man's shoulder.

"What kind of beast bites this..."

The boy's hands were covered with blood, and he couldn't help shaking.

too frightening.

The fuzzy flesh and blood were affected by some kind of spell, not only did it not heal at all, but also gushed out blood.

Bai Junda almost went crazy too.

In the early morning breeze, the little fat man trembled holding a handful of green leaves, and wailed sadly: "This big hole, this bleeding... how many potatoes have been destroyed!"

"Stop talking nonsense," Yu Xiaotan supported the man on his shoulder with difficulty, "Come quickly and help me carry him."

The man hadn't died yet, and was supported by him on his shoulders, his back was still trembling one after another.

Hot blood trickled down Yu Xiaotan's shoulder, thick and thick, and wet Yu Xiaotan's clothes.

The blood was not like ordinary blood, and its temperature was astonishingly hot.

Yu Xiaotan supported the man to take a hard step, the man's head hung weakly on his shoulder, his weak breath sprayed on the back of his neck, and he kept murmuring unconsciously, humming, his throat was filled with water. Feng: "I can't die..."

He clenched his five fingers tightly, tightly gripping Yu Xiaotan's sleeve.

Yu Xiaotan hurriedly raised his voice: "You won't die, don't worry, I'll go find the doctor right away!"

"Yes, you can't die!"

Bai Junda chased after him to help him, his face flushed, "You can't die—you smashed a piece of land as big as ours, you think you'd just die like this, with no doors!"

……

The doctor came soon.

The small family doctor in the town usually treats minor illnesses such as fever. He has never seen such a serious injury. After entering the door and taking a look, he backed out in fright, shaking his head repeatedly: "It can't be cured, it can't be cured, Dead."

Yu Xiaotan grabbed Langzhong's hand: "You didn't even look carefully, how did you know you couldn't be saved?"

The Langzhong was startled by him, and hurriedly shook his hand, but he didn't shake it away, so he could only use his left hand to gesticulate randomly: "Didn't you see that the neck was almost bitten off, even if the Heavenly King and Lao Tzu came to save him!" No, let go!"

Yu Xiaotan looked at him quietly: "But he is still angry."

Lang Zhong repeatedly denied: "Impossible, impossible."

He clutched his reddish wrist, thinking where did this kid come from, his hands are really strong.

But as soon as he raised his head, he met Shang Yu Xiaotan's black and clear eyes, and suddenly swallowed back what he was about to say, and after a moment of silence, it turned into a deep sigh.

"Son, I've been a doctor for decades, so I can tell at a glance whether I can save nature."

The blood was almost drained, the throat was almost bitten off, how could it be possible to live?

The doctor patted Yu Xiaotan on the shoulder, shook his head and said, "If you insist on saving him, why not...beg the immortal teacher on the mountain."

After a pause, he quietly added in his heart that the immortal master might not be saved.

There is no such thing as an elixir for the living dead, human flesh and bones, but it is also a life-saving treasure for the immortal elder, so why give it to a mortal child?

But Langzhong said that, at least it can divert the hatred.

This is his practice. Whenever there is a person who cannot be rescued, he will leave such a sentence to the family members at the end, so that the family members know that it is not the doctor who gave up the treatment, but they themselves retreated in front of the fairy gate and voluntarily give up.

After the doctor left, Yu Xiaotan stood alone in the courtyard.

The sun has come out, but the morning wind is still cool, hula la swaying over his shoulders, blowing the boy's black hair fluttering.

Bai Junda walked out of the house and walked to Yu Xiaotan's side in frustration: "Oh, don't be sad, it's common sense that you can't be saved."

Yu Xiaotan shook his head and said softly, "I'm not sad."

It's just that I'm not used to it.

After time travelling, he knew that this was a world of immortal cultivation where the weak preyed on the strong, and he had done psychological training for himself more than once, but in the first ten years of his life, Yu Xiaotan either enjoyed the blessings at home, or shrank on the mountain and shut himself out. This is still the way of the world. For the first time, the danger of being naked/naked/naked was placed before his eyes.

"We didn't bite, and we don't owe him."

Bai Junda pouted into the room, and tentatively said: "Since it can't be saved, should we deal with him earlier? This kind of person has a lot to do with the fairy sect at first glance, don't let people follow the trail to the door, it's nothing to mess with fishy."

The most important thing is that the secret of potatoes cannot be discovered by those fairy gates.

These rich merchant families in the small town, they can still deal with it, but if they offend the Xianmen, things will be unimaginable.

Yu Xiaotan said, "I understand all of this... is he already dead?"

"...Not yet, almost."

Bai Junda rubbed his hands uneasily: "It's so strange, it looks like he's about to lose his breath, but he's holding on and refuses to die. Just now, he seemed to be struggling like crazy when he heard the doctor say that he couldn't be saved. Show me By hand."

Fatty Bai was muttering while pulling off his sleeves, showing Yu Xiaotan the bloodstains on his wrist.

There were three clear nail scratches, the fingertips were bloody, and dripping blood was scratched on the white arm.

Yu Xiaotan's heart twitched slightly.

He looked back at the door, was silent for a long time, and said softly: "He is also a person who refuses to admit defeat, Xiaobai, feed him two bites of potatoes."

Bai Junda raised his head abruptly, with a strange look on his face: "Hey, how are you?"

"Mix it into mud and mix it with some water."

Yu Xiaotan looked at the sky full of light, and sighed softly: "He wants to live so desperately, let's be a dead horse as a living horse doctor, and try everything."

Even if it fails in the end, I have a clear conscience.

……

Bai Junda ran to grind potatoes cursing.

Yu Xiaotan sat on a bluestone in the courtyard for a while, struggling to let out a heavy breath in his chest, looking at the bright sun in the sky, and secretly swearing.

The world is so difficult and dangerous, he must protect the restaurant and the people around him.

...you have to practice quickly.

"System system," Yu Xiaotan whispered in his heart, "Can you bless me to draw a book of super top exercises after completing this mission?"

[Tick, the probability of picking items from the lucky wheel is random, and the system is uncontrollable. 】

"Bad," Yu Xiaotan said, "Pseudo-randomness, real scripts, and the rules of lottery games, I understand all of these."

The system stopped talking and pretended to be dead.

Yu Xiaotan was about to have another soft and hard soak, but suddenly there was a loud "bang" not far away.

The dust was flying, the wooden pole was shaking, Yu Xiaotan looked up in surprise, only to see that the wooden door outside his restaurant was smashed open, and a middle-aged man with a haughty expression walked into the door opening, his whole body was full of fluorescence, and his sleeves danced without wind. .

Behind him was a thin man with bowed head and waist. Dressed as a mistress, he ran to the man's side obsequiously: "Immortal Master Mu Han, this is here."

"As for the people, call out everyone inside."

The middle-aged man's face was gloomy, and his eyes flickered coldly: "I want to see, who dares to open a restaurant next to us, sell spiritual food, and snatch visitors from our teahouse?"

……

Immortal Mu Han was furious.

In the past ten days, nearly half of the business of their teahouse has been lost.

There are also people whispering and pointing behind the scenes, saying that after eating the spiritual food of Yu's restaurant, they will know what the real fairy's enjoyment is. This Xianyuan teahouse is in the name of monks as guarantees, and they are the only ones who sell what the hell I know it myself...

Simply deceiving!

Immortal Mu Han gritted his teeth.

He knew that he was not suitable for cultivation, and the reason why he spent all his wealth and bought elixir from the fairy mountain to build a foundation, was not just to fight for a hundred years of wealth in the mortal world?

Fortunately, now, someone is poaching his corner under the nose!

Immortal Mu Han thought to himself, if he didn't clean up Yu's restaurant, he would have spent the first half of his life in vain.

However, in the cultivation world, everyone has to think a little more about their actions, and Immortal Elder Mu Han is no exception.He is not a reckless person. Before coming here, he made a special investigation into the background of this Yu's restaurant. There seems to be something strange about the potatoes.

The waiter in the shop reported that there were monks in the restaurant, so Immortal Mu Han carefully observed it for several days.

——There were no traces of monks coming in and out, and there were no aura reactions on the few people in the restaurant.

Immortal Mu Han pondered for a long time, and came to a conclusion: what kind of fire monk is just a play that this restaurant finds someone to perform, just to add some prestige to himself.

In fact, it is just a paper tiger, which can be pierced as soon as it is poked.

After thinking this through, Immortal Master Mu Han immediately felt at ease.

It turned out to be just a group of mortals.

What restaurants do mortals open and what potatoes do they sell?

This strange spiritual plant was bestowed upon him by the gods, Mu Han, how could he tolerate it being dusted in the hands of a group of ordinary people!

When he went to Yu's restaurant, Immortal Mu Han held his head high and held his chest high, doing what a fairy would do.

And after stepping into the small courtyard, I don't know what has just been burnt in the kitchen, a strong aroma is still lingering in the small courtyard, Mu Han Xianchang raised his head, but couldn't help but twitch his nose a few times.

Really, really fragrant...

The aroma is like a string of attractive little hooks, scratching Xianchang Mu Han's whole body itchy.

He obviously had morning tea in his own teahouse, but smelling the fragrance at this moment, he suddenly felt hungry again... No, it was not a simple hunger, because hunger only originated from the stomach, but his sudden desire to eat came from The dantian is his meridians and his spiritual root that are clamoring for hunger!

What a Yu family restaurant.

What a Lingzhi potato!

His, his, all his!

The author has something to say:

Doctor: No, it’s dead, let’s be buried.

Ji Chuchen:! ! !I feel like I can still save it!