Raising the Demon

Chapter 635

Compared with other young masters and ladies, Fourth Young Master Zhu is really poor. He has no handsome appearance, no numerous servants, and no luxurious cloud ship. Even the dilapidated cloud boat for transportation is fighting with evil He lost control in the battle and crashed on the road. The only thing he has is the title of Zhu Sishao and a name that no one can remember.

Even a part of his body was lost in the battle with the demon. His left side was almost completely paralyzed and almost uncontrollable. If he hadn't severely injured the demon during the battle, he probably wouldn't be occupying half of his body now. Instead, it was completely controlled by Pu Xinmo.

When he staggered out from the ice and snow, and suddenly found a road paved with yellow bricks in the white snow, he was as crazy as a person who had been hungry and thirsty for many days and finally saw water. jumped up.

The left half of his body and the right half of his body have the same desire at this time, the difference is that the left half of the body wants to parasitize and devour other people's vitality, while the right half of the body needs food and more energy to resist Invasion of the right half of the body.

"Eat more, eat more..." Beside the avenue paved with yellow bricks, there is a posthouse, and an old man in worn-out postman's clothes is squatting under the eaves, holding a wooden bowl, feeding holding a foal, feeding it and whispering lovingly.

Zhu Sishao rushed forward and snatched the wooden bowl from the hand of the old postman. No matter what was in it, he ate it all at once. The old postman froze for a moment, shook his head, and stretched out his hand to stroke his mouth He shook his head and said, "Oh, what a crime, poor child, poor child..."

He rambled on, "No wonder our country of demons and immortals wants to popularize compulsory education. It's so pitiful to be uneducated. Alas, committing crimes, committing crimes..."

Although Zhu Sishao could understand what the old man was saying, he was focused on the food in the wooden bowl. Although it seemed to be something for horses, it was extraordinarily sweet.

After eating a bowl, Zhu Sishao was still not satisfied. Looking up, the old man looked at him with regret, then pointed to the side of the posthouse, and asked, "Young man, do you know that word?"

Next to the post house, there is also a wine shop with a wine flag flying out. It seems that the flag is still very new. Next to the flying and flying wine characters on the flag, there are seven small characters of "Youshangzong No. [-]".

There are a total of eight characters on this wine flag, all of which Zhu Si Shao knows.

The old man asked him what he meant by this sentence?

"Young man, that's the word for wine. You can memorize that word, but wherever there is such a word, there is wine to drink. Although there are no famous dishes, there are everything you can expect to eat with peanuts and cooked meat. The wine shop is at Beside, why do you come to compete with animals for food?"

The little pony next to him who had been robbed of food snorted and sprayed Zhu Sishao's snot and saliva all over his head and face.

Only then did Fourth Young Master Zhu feel nauseated, the sticky feeling inside the food he ate just now...

"Old wine bug, there are guests coming, hurry up and pick them up!" The old postman called out, and an old man with a hunched waist came out, showed a warm smile to Zhu Sishao, and greeted: "This guest Officer, please come inside!"

Zhu Sishao felt his body on the left side ready to move. After eating and drinking, the heart demon in his body began to move around. It seemed that he was going to give up on him to find other hosts. Zhu Sishao showed a hesitant look. These few people, at a glance, these people are just civilians.

Seeing that Zhu Sishao was hesitating, the old wine worm smiled and said: "This guest officer, no matter whether you are cash-strapped or not, please come in and sit down first. The shop is opening, and you are my first customer."

"People who are about to die, why bother..." Fourth Young Master Zhu wanted to hold back, but the old man dragged him in without any explanation.

Fourth Young Master Zhu could only be thankful that it was his right hand that the old wine worm pulled.

There were only four tables in a small restaurant, and he was arranged to sit by the window. The old wine worm laughed and said, "Guest officer, I don't know where you came from?"

While doing homework, he quickly placed a plate of peanuts and a few slices of cooked meat. After groping behind the counter, he took out a jar of wine.

After all, Zhu Sishao had eaten something just now, at least he could maintain his sanity at this moment, but his left hand moved suddenly uncontrollably, reaching out to grab the dish.

"Crack!" Zhu Sishao hit his left hand with his right hand.

"This is a world of ice and snow, are there mosquitoes?" The old wine bug turned his head in confusion, his eyes dimmed, looked at the wine jar in his hand, shook his head, put the wine jar down, and took another jar of wine. The wine was much smaller than the jar just now, he nodded in satisfaction, and said to Fourth Young Master Zhu: "Come, guest officer, come and taste the sweet-scented osmanthus wine specially made by the little old man."

Zhu Sishao has already used a few moves quickly with both hands, and he fights with himself, which has a particularly handsome feeling of fighting left and right, but the truth in it is emotional and helpless.

Fourth Young Master Zhu gradually lost control of his left body completely, and he felt as if he had been split in half by a sharp axe.

And looking up at the old wine worm who was coming over with the wine, Zhu Sishao felt extremely strange, what is this place, why did a post house and a hotel suddenly appear inexplicably?
This is a bit too weird.

But so what if it's weird?He was going to be unable to hold on any longer, he could almost feel that demon in his heart was gradually penetrating into the other half of his body, and he would be completely controlled by the demon in a short time.

If I must be controlled by the demon, I will definitely not do as he wishes...

Zhu Sishao gritted his teeth and made up his mind.

At least when you die, be a full ghost?
Fourth Young Master Zhu had already made up his mind. After eating this meal, he would find a place to kill himself, lest his body be defiled by evil spirits.

At this moment, the old man smiled slightly, and lightly clapped the mud seal of the wine jar in his hand, and an extremely pure laurel aura flew out from the wine jar.

"Squeak!" Zhu Sishao felt inside his body, the demon suddenly let out a scream, shrank into his body, and shrank tightly.

pain!Excruciating pain!

Unspeakable severe pain came from the left side of the body. The body that had been controlled and filled by the demons was seriously damaged, but at this moment Zhu Sishao felt that he was about to laugh out loud in happiness.

He watched the old man pour the sweet-scented osmanthus wine that was twice as clear as amber into the cup in front of him with straight eyes, sniffed the moving aroma, picked it up with trembling hands, and drank it in one gulp.

An extremely pure aura spread along his meridians, and the already suppressed Pu Xinmo curled up tightly, trembling in the corner of his body.

After drinking a glass, although he is not a good wine drinker, Fourth Young Master Zhu feels that he has never had such a good wine.

He subconsciously stretched out his hand, wanting to grab the jar of wine, but the old wine worm had already put the jar of wine away with great care.

Zhu Sishao suddenly realized in his heart that this wine can suppress evil spirits!
Although Zhu Sishao came from a dilapidated family, after all, he also has a family background. He thought of countless methods before, but none of them could have the slightest effect on the evil spirits.

But now, it's just a glass of wine.

"This is the old boy's private collection. Taking out a cup is enough to hurt him. Young man, don't be greedy." The old postman stood at the door and looked at Fourth Young Master Zhu with a smile, "Besides, This glass of wine is enough to keep you going, but if you want to get rid of the roots, you can't do it with just a glass of wine."

"Senior, please show me a way to survive!" At this time, Zhu Sishao still didn't understand that he had met an expert.

The avenue paved with yellow bricks that appeared on the wasteland, the posthouses and wine shops in the deserted place, all of them are strange, and it is a great blessing for him to meet such a chance before he is about to die Big.

Zhu Sishao pushed away the table, knelt down on the ground, and asked for help from the two.

The old postman and the old wine worm looked at each other and nodded, feeling like a child can be taught.

The old postman pointed to the road paved with yellow bricks outside the door, and said, "Go along this road for three hundred miles, and you will come across a town. Once you arrive there, your problems will be easily solved."

Fourth Young Master Zhu's heart gradually settled down. The mortal man suddenly regained his vitality. Apart from the initial ecstasy, he calmed down unexpectedly. For a long time, he left all the silver and money on his body on the table, and then walked out the door.

"Guest officer, you gave too much." Old Wine Worm came out with the money and said with a smile.

"No, that's not enough." That glass of wine alone is absolutely priceless.

He didn't think ordinary money could buy that glass of wine.

But there is nothing more in him. Before he fought with Pu Xinmo to the death, he couldn't care about anything, and he didn't care about anything anymore.

"Here, this is your share." The old wineworm smiled, and handed the extra money to the old postman. The old postman stroked his beard, nodded and said, "It's all open for business, and it's okay to take advantage of you." No, since I paid the money, I will rent this little pony to you for the time being."

"No need." Fourth Young Master Zhu looked the pony up and down, and found that the pony was not as tall as his shoulders, and it looked like a batch of very small foals. Even if he wanted it, it would be useless.

"Don't regret it." The old postman laughed.

Zhu Sishao thought of the magic of this posthouse and wine shop, and suddenly his heart moved. He took the reins from the old postman and bowed to the ground: "The great kindness will be repaid in the future."

After speaking, he took the pony by the hand and walked along the golden avenue paved with yellow bricks.

Who would have thought that within a few steps, the little pony pushed him behind his back and got directly into his crotch. In the next second, he felt himself flying.

The little pony ran happily under his crotch, running faster and higher, and the road paved with yellow bricks emitted thousands of rays of light, like a navigation light guiding the course.

"When you reach the destination, let go of the rein, and this little guy will come back naturally." The old postman urged below.

Three hundred miles away, in an instant, a town in front of it gradually revealed its true face.

(End of this chapter)