I'm a big boss in Uncle Jiu's world

Walking quickly under the blood moon, in the void, Xiao Wenjun thought to himself:

It would still be profitable to open a tea shop outside the city for ghosts and gods traveling from north to south to drink tea and rest, but considering the luxury of this tea house, it would not be able to recoup the cost just by selling tea for eight hundred years.

No ghost is willing to engage in a loss-making business, so there must be some source of wealth within this teahouse.

Judging from the fact that the woman opened her mouth to call out to a female ghost, this source of wealth most likely has nothing to do with prostitution. It is probably either a business of killing people and selling goods, or abducting and selling ghosts. The whole thing is a devil's cave.

So now the question is, how should I reply to Qin Yao?

If I lure him into the teahouse, given his cautious and delicate temperament, I will definitely take him with me.

At that time, if you refuse, it will arouse his suspicion. If you don't refuse, you will face danger with him. No matter how you look at it, it will be a dilemma.

Thinking of this, she immediately gave up the idea of ​​killing people with a borrowed knife, and descended into the void, like a goddess and concubine, floating in front of Qin Yao: "There is a teahouse in front of you. I think something is wrong. Do you want to go around it?"

Just after saying this, Xiao Wenjun suddenly froze before Qin Yao could react...

So, are they now grasshoppers on a rope? All will be prosperous and harmonious, but if anything hurts Qin Yao, he will be affected to some extent or even implicated!

After thinking about this, Xiao Wenjun started to feel bad.

"What's wrong?" Qin Yao patted his forehead, trying to wake himself up.

After running around without sleep, eating or drinking for more than ten consecutive days, his energy had already reached a critical point. When he heard the word "teahouse", his first reaction was whether he could rest inside.

"Isn't it enough that a luxurious teahouse is opened in a deserted place instead of a place where ghosts and gods are densely populated?" Xiao Wenjun said perfunctorily, not bothering to explain.

Qin Yao thought for a while and asked, "Are there any teahouses, restaurants or even inns that you feel comfortable with around here? I need a safe and quiet place to restore my energy."

"It seems not." For some reason, Xiao Wenjun felt a little guilty.

Qin Yao exhaled a breath and rubbed his eyebrows: "Let's go to that teahouse first. Even if something is wrong, it's better than sleeping in the cold wind in the wilderness."

Xiao Wenjun swooped into his shadow and said loudly: "I've told you everything I need to remind you. If something unexpected happens, you can't blame me."

Qin Yao laughed dumbly and ignored her, carrying his heavy body step by step to the teahouse.

"Sir... strong man, you have worked hard all the way. Come into the store and drink a cup of hot tea to get rid of the fatigue on your body."

At the door of the tea house, an old woman with silver hair and a kind-faced face saw someone coming, and she subconsciously wanted to address him as "Master". However, before the word "zi" was uttered, when she saw the figure of the ancient demon god, she immediately He swallowed it and changed his title along the way.

Such a sturdy man, whose fists could move mountains and whose arms could run horses, she really couldn't pronounce the word "young master".

"What is a male warrior? Are there even female warriors?" Qin Yao scratched his head and asked with a surprised look on his face.

Mother... strong man? ?

The corner of the old woman's mouth twitched, and her mind uncontrollably fantasized about the image of a strong woman, and she was suddenly confused by the wind.

This strong man... must be poisonous!

"The strong man is joking." The old woman took a deep breath and tried her best to restrain the negative emotions that were surging wildly in her heart.

Qin Yao blinked and asked seriously: "Where's the fun point?"

Old woman: "..."

I beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep (silence)

Qin Yao: "What's wrong with you? Your smile looks ugly."

The old woman couldn't hold back the last polite smile on her face, and said with heavy breathing: "Young man, have you ever heard of a saying that is too strong to break easily? If you keep talking like this, you will definitely suffer. .”

Qin Yao nodded like he was being taught, and hesitated for a moment, but did not ask: Am I a strong man or a young man...

Seeing that he finally closed his mouth, the old woman breathed a sigh of relief, turned sideways, and made an invitation gesture: "Come in."

Qin Yao walked in through the door and saw that the hall on the first floor was filled with neat maroon tables, and a set of teapots and teacups were placed on each table. Looking inside, he saw a piece of wood hanging on the wall at the end. On the plaque, there are four characters written in iron pen and silver hook: The tea is fragrant.

"What kind of tea would you like, strong man?" After entering the hall, the old woman's face seemed to change and she returned to a smiling face.

Qin Yao: "I don't want to drink tea."

Old woman: "..."

The smile faltered.

"Can I stay in a hotel?" Qin Yao asked again.

The old woman didn't dare to laugh, lest she be hurt by her meanness again the next moment: "You can stay in a hotel. What kind of room does the strong man want?"

"What are the prices?"

"The cheaper ones are 300 taels per night, the more expensive ones are 500 taels per night, and the best rooms are 800 taels per night."

What she was talking about was Mingzhi, not banknotes. Qin Yao's family happened to be the owner of Tiandi Bank. He could print as many pieces of Mingzhi as he wanted, so he took out two 500-tael banknotes and handed them forward: Keep the change, please.

The old woman's eyes flashed, and she quickly took the money with her palm. After checking the authenticity, she laughed uncontrollably again: "Thank you, strong man, I will take you to the room right now..."

The room for eight hundred and two nights was indeed comfortable, so comfortable that Qin Yao didn't want to get up after lying on the bed.

"Strong man, if you have no other instructions, I will leave first." The old woman said standing at the door.

"Thank you, please help me open the door." Qin Yao responded with his eyes closed.

The old woman nodded silently, and when she walked out of the room, she gently closed the vermilion double wooden doors...

"Xiao Wenjun, come out." When the room fell into deep darkness, Qin Yao suddenly called softly.

"What's going on?" A ghostly shadow flew out of the floor.

"I'll have to trouble you to watch the night for me tonight."

Xiao Wenjun was startled and said immediately: "No."

"You have no room to refuse." Qin Yao said lightly.

"I have."

"Hello."

"say something!"

Xiao Wenjun, who received no response, approached the bed, but what he heard was Qin Yao's slight snoring.

Xiao Wenjun was stunned.

She didn't know if this was trust.

certainly.

What she didn't even know was that Qin Yao was not asleep at this moment, but was secretly communicating with the system...

"System, if I encounter any danger while sleeping, will you wake me up in advance?"

[Yes, the current version has a guardian mode, but two filial piety points are required every hour as a guardian fee. 】

"Two points of filial piety are not bad." Qin Yao breathed a sigh of relief and truly relaxed: "Turn on the guard mode and warn of danger in advance."

[Guardian mode is on...]

soon.

Qin Yao fell into the deepest sleep. Xiao Wenjun stood by the window sill and stared at the red moon in the sky in a daze, while a vague shadow slowly came to their door from the first floor...