Because he was in the enemy's camp, Luo Yan didn't dare to sleep, so he spent the night in meditation. Just after dawn, the jailer's shout came from outside: "Eat, eat, eat! Get the fuck up!"
!A bunch of pigs!”
Luo Yan's cell was in the deepest part, and it was completely empty. He thought there was no one around him, so he stood up and stretched, stretching his legs that were numb from the pressure.
"It's time to eat!" The jailer lowered his head and quickly put down his rice bowl, then put a bowl of white rice into the cell opposite Luo Yan, and then stood in the corridor waiting to collect the tableware.
Luo Yan took the bowl and took a look, and he was immediately happy. A wealthy family is a wealthy family, and even being in prison is different. They have a single room for one person, and the prison food is actually good! Winter melon, enoki mushrooms, cucumber slices, and chicken, this prison sentence
It’s so comfortable!
But he didn't know that this was a small stove specially set up by people who were afraid that he would be too poor to eat because of the lack of food...
In addition, Luo Yan didn't notice that the jailer who delivered the food kept glancing at him with a slightly nervous look on his face.
Luo Yan leaned over the food and smelled it. Well, it was still fresh. Not bad. Then his stomach rumbled for a while. Then he remembered that since yesterday's breakfast, he had not eaten any water or rice all day and night.
Well, it’s a good thing that he is also a Qing Yuan, otherwise he would have run out of energy long ago.
He happily picked up his chopsticks and was about to eat. At this moment, a vague voice sounded in his ears: "Boy, if you want to survive, don't touch anything in this prison. Remember, it's nothing!"
Luo Yan, who had already put the dish into his mouth, was stunned. He swallowed the dish and neither vomited nor vomited it. Looking at the jailer's slightly ecstatic look, he obviously didn't hear the voice. His mind was racing, but he still chose to believe this reminder.
His man quickly vomited the food, threw the bowl on the ground, and cursed: "Do you think I am a beggar? This thing is so unpalatable!"
The jailer's originally ecstatic eyes quickly turned to shock, and then to pity. He opened the cell door dejectedly, cleaned up the mess in the place, and went out without saying a word.
This time Luo Yan saw his eyes clearly, and felt a sudden chill in his heart. He was frightened for a while, and quickly took out a bottle of water from the hidden ring and gargled it vigorously until his mouth was numb.
His people didn't take care to hide it. As for the one that was confiscated, it was just a spare ring of poor quality that he bought before.
"Those who abandon me will not be able to stay yesterday; those who disturb my heart will be troubled today!" After the jailer left, a large piece of straw mat in the cell opposite Luo Yan moved, and then with a melodious cry
As the poems were being recited, a strange man appeared. He had a white cloth tied around his forehead to wipe his forehead, his hair was disheveled, he was wearing a white cloth robe with long sleeves, and wore straw sandals with holes on his feet. After he stood up, he seemed not to realize that he was in jail.
, tossed her long hair back in a chic way, picked up the white rice happily, took two bites into her mouth, and sobbed intoxicatedly, "One basket of food, one ladle of drink, in the back alleys, people are unbearable, and I won't change it."
Happy!"
Luo Yan was dumbfounded, how could there be such a weirdo in the world? He touched his forehead and found no fever. Well, he had a brain disease...could this be the legendary joy of suffering? The ancients did not deceive me!
"Young man, is there any salt?" Luo Yan was speechless when the weirdo whimpered and spoke.
"Ah?" Luo Yan was stunned, and his mind was a little hard to turn around. The weirdo pointed to his ring and said again: "Salt, bibimbap!" Luo Yan threw a bag of green salt for barbecue over speechlessly.
The weirdo was like a child who got candy. He opened the paper bag happily, poured some of it into the rice, and carefully hid the rest. Then he couldn't wait to take a bite, squinted his eyes intoxicated and chanted: "Qing
White rice mixed with salt will not be stained with dust, it will be pure and white, just like my heart, very good, very good!"
"You're so tall!" At this time, the jailer came back with a food box, holding back his anger and placing Luo Yan's meals on the ground one by one. Someone sneered, and he was more sure that they had bad intentions. There were four dishes and one soup.
The meat is meaty and vegetarian, and it's still steaming. If you smell it carefully, you can see that it's from the restaurant Luo Yan often goes to!
"Well, now it's better! It's so hard to take care of!" the jailer glared at him.
Luo Yan pretended to pick up the bowl and muttered: "Look at me, I have no appetite."
"You!" The jailer glared at him again and walked out holding back his anger.
As soon as the jailer left, Luo Yan was about to pour the food, but he couldn't find the sewer after searching for a long time. In desperation, he was about to pour it into the ring. The weirdo sniffed it and said with satisfaction: "Ah, Liufulou's signature dish! There are so many of them.
I haven’t eaten in years, young man, how about you give it to me if you don’t want to?”
Luo Yan said angrily: "It's poisonous!" He was a little puzzled. Didn't the reminder just come from this weirdo?
"Well, the sage taught us not to waste food. Waste is shameful. As the saying goes, every grain of food is hard work!" The weirdo shook his head and chanted. Luo Yan was upset when he heard the words and couldn't help but said angrily: "Eat, don't waste it."
, I’ll eat you to death!” He immediately pushed the food over in anger.
"Ah, the young man is so generous!" The weirdo screamed excitedly, and without waiting for Luo Yan to stop him, he swept away like a wind and the remaining clouds. The plates were all rattling, and Luo Yan opened his mouth wide, suspecting that he had just reminded himself of his innocence.
It's to cheat money
After a while, there were footsteps in the corridor and the jailer's voice asking: "Hey, have you eaten yet?"
"Ah? Oh, come on, don't come here. I won't be able to eat anymore when I see you!" Luo Yan shouted loudly, then turned to the weirdo anxiously and said, "Hey, eat less, this is
This thing could be poisonous!"
"Well, it's poisonous. Young man is quite capable of causing trouble. Not only is this food poisonous, but it's also poisonous from heartwort." The weirdo whimpered as he picked up the rice.
"Heart-cutting grass? What is that?" Luo Yan wondered
"I said you're a pig, you haven't finished eating yet!" As he spoke, the jailer couldn't wait to step in. Without waiting for Luo Yan's urging, the weirdo swung his arms quickly, and finally threw the pile of tableware before the jailer came over.
In front of Luo Yan, he was so skillful! The bowls and chopsticks were closest to Luo Yan. Since the plates couldn't get through the fence, they were lined up outside and neatly arranged!
The jailer glanced at the empty tableware, nodded with satisfaction, packed it up, and walked out with a sneer on his lips as he left.
Luo Yan patted his chest and asked the weirdo in a low voice: "What is the heart-cutting grass?"
The weird man was lying on the straw mat, with an arm on his pillow, legs crossed, and said: "A kind of spiritual grass that can cause sudden death. The death of the poisoned person is very similar to a heart attack. This thing has an unstable incubation period, and when it does not attack, it will also cause sudden death."
It's the same as ordinary people, usually the attack is sudden, and once the attack occurs, there is no time to take the antidote. Generally, even Hei Yuan can't hide from the boy. It seems that you have offended their family quite a lot!"
"What about you? Aren't you afraid of being poisoned? You just ate a lot!" Luo Yan said anxiously