Traveling through the heavens from the prequel of the Lotus Lantern

Chapter 384
Because Yang Jiao is familiar with the plot, he knows that all creatures in this world have a love thread, which represents their own emotions, and it is a necessity for a living being to fall in love with someone.

And as a demon god, he is born without affection, so he is so cold, but all the emotions that can be recorded in his heart are only resentment and hatred.

After Yang Jiao devoured the demon god of this world, the evil bones in his body had already awakened.

Spontaneously absorb all kinds of negative energy produced by natural disasters, poverty, hunger, filth, violence, killing, sorrow, death, and war in the world, and use it to strengthen your body.

However, it seems that because it is too weak, the speed of absorption is extremely slow.

No wonder in the original plot line, after Tantai Jin was frozen to death, it took 500 years for the reborn Demon God to conquer the four continents and three realms.

Today, the body of the devil's fetus is quite compatible with the "Davirtue Freedom of Heaven".

I don't know how much the speed of practice has been increased. In half a day, the flesh, skin, and tendons in the body have been tempered, and the body of copper skin and iron bones has been refined. With a sway of both arms, there is a strength of two to three thousand catties.

Quietly, Yang Jiao's thin figure, once it bursts out, is already a unparalleled warrior in the world.

Afterwards, Yang Jiao saw that the sky was approaching for lunch, so he walked towards Ye Fu's servant's kitchen Shi Shiran.

On the other side, Li Susu, who had already had lunch with the Ye family, was walking along the corridor with her personal maid.

"So, since Tantai Jin entered the mansion, he has never had a meal with us, but always in the kitchen with the servants?"

I saw this little maid with a small round face, who seemed to have a simple and clever spirit, and said for no reason after hearing this:

"Yeah, Miss is annoying him so much, if we eat together, how can we still have the appetite to eat?"

She paused:
"However, I've heard that my uncle doesn't have much to eat on weekdays, and the servants are all based on the eyes of others. Miss, they will follow what you do on weekdays."

Hearing this, Li Susu stopped immediately, thinking in her heart:

"This demon god deserves to be hungry a few times, but...he hides far away all day, how can I keep an eye on him."

Thinking of this, she immediately asked the little maid:
"Chuntao, where is the kitchen?"

In a spacious and bright kitchen, five or six servants dressed as cooks surrounded Yang Jiao, only the leader said casually:

"Uncle, you really think of yourself as the master. You don't do any work every day, you only know how to come to eat."

The rest jokingly echoed:

"That's right, I have to work!"

"Yes."

Then, the one in the lead coughed lightly:
"Hey, look, our brothers have worked hard for a long time, and there are still a lot of dishes and chopsticks used by the masters that have not been cleaned."

"I see that you have nothing to do all day long, please help me, why don't you go and wash those dishes and chopsticks before eating."

As the words fell, a sense of novelty appeared in Yang Jiao's eyes. As the hostage of the enemy country and the unwelcome son-in-law, he was at the bottom.

But everyone wants to step on his head a few times.

During the twelfth lunar month of winter, I specially added ice cubes to let myself wash the dishes, and placed a slop bucket at the place where I used to eat, obviously I wanted him to eat it.

The evil of human nature is clearly revealed.

"Everyone, life is full of misfortunes and blessings. You have worked hard for a long time, and you deliberately moved a small mountain of ice in the icy world. If you catch the wind and cold, you will die."

The cooks listened at first with contemptuous smiles, but when Yang Jiao heard the word death, he couldn't help feeling chills all over his body, and a chill pierced his heart.

They looked at Yang Jiao who seemed to have a different temperament than usual, but couldn't tell, and felt more and more uneasy in their hearts.

"boom!"

Suddenly, I saw the head cook suddenly fell to the ground, fell into a coma, with cold sweat constantly breaking out from his temples and forehead, his whole body was hot, and his complexion was extremely pale.

He was infected with a severe wind and cold, and seemed to be on his deathbed.

Suddenly, the other people around looked at Yang Jiao in horror as if they saw a ghost.

Not far away, a group of servants on the table quickly put down the bowls and chopsticks in their hands and looked over. Obviously, this group of people heard the scene of the servant embarrassing the master just now.

Yang Jiao squatted on the ground slowly, looked it up a bit, and said lightly:

"I grew up beating, scolding and bullying since I was a child. I was often injured, and I can be regarded as a long-term illness."

"Looking at his appearance, it should be that his body is weak in the first place, and he is too tired today. I'm afraid he will die soon. You'd better prepare for his funeral."

While he was speaking, he got up and looked around, but wherever his eyes went, everyone present backed away again and again, and some of them stammered:

"witchcraft."

Yang Jiao said indifferently:
"Stupid, if you don't believe me, why don't you take him to see a doctor."

He looked at the men before him again:
"From what I can see, you guys seem to be suffering from a cold."

Suddenly, with several "plops" in succession, the cooks fell to their knees.

How could they tell whether they were frightened or really caught some kind of cold? While slapping themselves wildly, they said in shock:

"My lord, please forgive me, you should be damned, I beg my lord to show you your hand, I wasn't the one who wanted to pour ice water on you yesterday."

"I don't want to dig out the ice bumps in the bowls and chopsticks."

One of them pointed to the comatose kitchen steward on the ground:
"It's all at his instigation. We are all people who have to bow our heads under the eaves. Please forgive me, my uncle."

Yang Jiao shook his head lightly:

"What's the reason? You've been sick for more than ten days at most with cold symptoms. Now you take this person on the ground to see a doctor. Maybe you can still be saved."

"But it's best not to get your hopes up."

The few people who heard it were up and down, and after knowing that their lives were safe, they finally breathed a sigh of relief, thanked them repeatedly, got up hurriedly, supported the person on the ground, and were about to leave the kitchen.

In the room, another sentence sounded like a prickly prick, horrifying and shuddering words.

"I've heard that if a person suffers from a gossip-like disease, it will take as short as three days and as long as five days, and they will die on the bed."

"Everyone, life is short, and you need to cherish it."

All of a sudden, there was no sound on the field.

After a while, many servants in the kitchen suppressed the panic in their hearts, found various excuses, and left respectfully.

Outside the kitchen, Li Susu and Chuntao looked at this group of servants in amazement, and they looked panic-stricken when they saw them salute.

Immediately, he asked if Tantai Jin was eating in the kitchen, and they nodded quickly, then found an excuse for feeling unwell, and left in a hurry.

Seeing this, Li Susu frowned and walked into the kitchen, where Yang Jiao was eating slowly at a long table.

"Chuntao, didn't you say that those servants would bully Tantai Jin and make him hungry all day long?"

"Look at this, doesn't it look like you don't have enough to eat?"

Li Susu asked softly to her little maid.

"Miss, I don't know what's going on today. Anyway, yesterday I saw the cooks in the kitchen not only digging ice out of the lake, but also pouring a big bucket of ice water on my uncle."

"That's why I caught the cold in the end and fainted."

Chuntao pointed to the unwashed bowls and chopsticks, which still had a large lump of ice lumps.

"Mostly this is intended to punish my uncle."

Li Susu heard the words, looked at the bowls and chopsticks, and looked at Yang Jiao who seemed to have nothing happened, couldn't help rolling his eyes, and said silently:
"If something goes wrong, there must be a demon. You must keep this little demon god under your nose."

So she came over:

"Tantaijin, you are the second son-in-law of my Ye family, how can you eat with the servants all day long, from now on you will eat in the west wing of my courtyard, and I will ask Chuntao to bring you meals."

Yang Jiao nodded flatly, without expressing too much.

Seeing this, Li Susu shook his head, since seeing this little demon god who has not awakened his evil bones, he has never seen other expressions on his face.

(End of this chapter)