Half-Yokai Cultivating the Path of Immortality Chapter 1: Horse hoof

Yunying City.

Fengmian Street, Liangyao Tea House.

Lu Tong put his legs on the bench and looked at the street outside expressionlessly.

The street is very lively, with ordinary people, monks, monsters, and half-demon of various appearances coming and going.

But Lu Tong's mood was a little low.

Two days ago, he was a large chicken farmer in the village, the director of the sand mining factory in the town, the owner of the freight company in the county, and a small real estate developer in the city.

My net worth is neither big nor small, and it is not as prestigious as the upstart tycoons in big cities, but in one-third of an acre of my own land, I can say that I have everything.

It's a pity that all this has disappeared.

Lu Tong looked down at the horse hooves on the bench and sighed silently in his heart: "Forget it, time travel, and become a half-demon. Two horse hooves can't even walk."

His current body is that of a half-demon.

It looks like a human being above the knees, and below the knees is a pair of horse legs and hooves.

Without the toes, soles and heels, there are only black and hard hooves, making it difficult to even stand firmly.

Lu Tong walked on the ground for the first time, feeling like he was walking on a pair of stilts leaning slightly forward.

Standing up, leaning forward and back, and swaying this way and that when walking.

When he was lamenting his current downfall.

A young man with an honest face walked into the teahouse and asked: "I heard that you can help with anything here?"

Lu Tong took a look and sat on the chair without moving.

Liangyao Teahouse is not just a teahouse.

Old customers who often come to the teahouse know that no matter what kind of trouble they have, they can ask the teahouse owner for help.

Lu Tong had just come to this world not long ago, and he had no intention of talking to others.

Just thinking about the little money left on him, he still greeted: "Yes, who are you?"

The young man was a little cautious. He walked in and looked at the chair but did not sit down. He stood next to the table and said, "My name is Wang Cheng, and I would like to ask you for help."

Looks like an honest man.

Lu Tong lost some scruples, took his two hooves off the bench, sat upright and said: "Sit down and say, there are no guests at the moment anyway. Dahan, pour tea!"

In the corner of the teahouse, a huge body was sleeping on the table.

The arms are thick and white, looking like fine fat.

After Lu Tong shouted and saw that there was no movement, he raised his hoof and stamped on the ground hard, making a sound of "gadagada".

The sleeping body suddenly stood up, a fat pig head raised up, looked around, found Lu Tong and asked in a muffled voice: "Boss, what's the matter?"

Pig head, human body.

He is extremely tall and tall, almost as tall as an ordinary person.

Lu Tong shook his head, pointed at Wang Cheng and said: "Pour him a bowl of tea."

"Oh."

Wang Cheng was a little nervous and waved his hands repeatedly: "No, I don't drink tea. I'm here to ask for your help."

Ignoring it, Dahan directly put the pottery bowl on the table and poured a full bowl of hot tea.

After pouring Dahan, he turned around and left.

Lu Tong looked at the empty tea bowl in front of him and couldn't help but shook his head.

If such a blind guy were placed in the original world, he would probably never get a promotion in his life.

He knocked on the table and said: "Dahan, pour some tea."

Dahan turned around and looked at the full bowl of tea he had just poured, his eyes widening.

After two breaths, Dahan walked up to Wang Cheng, placed a pottery bowl in front of him, and poured a second bowl of tea.

"Hey." Lu Tong sighed helplessly, "Dahan, pour me a bowl of tea."

"Oh."

After pouring the tea, Dahan went back to the corner to sleep.

Seeing that Wang Cheng was very nervous, Lu Tong smiled and comforted: "If you have any trouble, please tell me slowly. There are many people coming to the teahouse to find help, so don't be nervous."

Wang Cheng forced a smile and said: "No, I am different from them. My affairs are a bit...somewhat private. I like a woman. But..."

Wang Cheng thought for a long time, his face turned red but he still didn't say anything.

Lu Tong had no choice but to guess and continue: "But she doesn't like you?"

"No, I like her, and she likes me too. But now we can't get married, and there is still some trouble."

This is a chronic person.

Lu Tong placed his hooves on the bench again and changed into a comfortable position.

"It's still early today, please speak slowly."

"Okay." Wang Cheng picked up the tea bowl and took a sip, "That's it. I'm twenty-one this year, I live in Malanfang, and I fell in love with a neighbor."

"Good neighbor, we will be closer to each other if we know the basics."

"Don't interrupt me, I finally got it sorted out."

Yes!

A chronic person is still a quick-tempered person.

Lu Tong grabbed a handful of melon seeds from under the counter, intending to become a silent listener.

"I continued, but the neighbor I like is already married."

"Huh? I can't help you with this matter..."

Lu Tong couldn't help but interrupt. After all, he couldn't destroy other people's families.

Looking at the honest man across from him, Lu Tong couldn't help but sigh, it turns out that a person cannot be judged by his appearance.

"No, it's not what you think. Although she is married, her husband died two years ago."

"Oh, widow."

Wang Cheng was a little unhappy when he heard this title, and said in a low voice: "Yes, she is a widow, but I just want to marry her!"

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to look down on the widow at all." Lu Tong saw the change in Wang Cheng's face and hurriedly explained, "Actually, I also like the widow."

Wang Cheng looked at Lu Tong up and down with wide eyes: "You also want to marry a widow."

"No...no. I was just making an analogy, like saying that I still like to eat rock sugar elbows."

Lu Tong swallowed the melon seeds in his mouth and shook his head: "What are you talking about about you? Why bother me? You go on."

He is already a little interested in Wang Cheng's affairs.

"Oh."

Wang Cheng nodded as if he understood, and after a long time he finally said: "What did I just say?"

"You said you wanted to marry a widow...no, a neighbor."

"Yes, I want to marry her. But there are some unpleasant gossips in the neighborhood, and my parents don't agree. Please help me find a way."

Lu Tong already understood.

Wang Cheng is only twenty at most, and he is probably still a young man. No one would agree with him marrying a widow.

"You want me to persuade your parents?"

"Yes, it's best not to let the neighbors gossip anymore."

"What gossip?"

Wang Cheng looked at Lu Tong with resentful eyes.

Lu Tong understood it instantly.

Oh, probably because of the widow.

There is always a lot of trouble in front of a widow, let alone marrying a young man.

Lu Tong planned to take over this business, put down the remaining melon seeds, took out a pen and paper and said: "Tell me about your family and your neighbor's situation, so that I can understand."

"Oh. There are five people in my family, my father, my mother, me, my younger brother, and my younger sister. My father and I sell vegetables at the fresh vegetable market, and my younger brother and younger sister are both studying at Fu Lu Bingyuan. Meijie only has herself at home. She has cultivation skills, has also learned alchemy, and now opens a shop selling medicinal soup."

After hearing this, Lu Tong smiled slightly and asked, "Is Sister Mei the neighbor? How older is she than you?"

Wang Cheng lowered his head in embarrassment~IndoMTL.com~ and whispered: "Well, it's older. When I was learning boxing in the martial arts school, Sister Mei married into our studio."

"How old were you then?"

"It seems to be twelve or three..."

Wang Cheng’s voice was so low that it was almost hard to hear him at the end.

The two discussed it for half an hour.

Lu Tong understood the general situation, put down his pen and said: "Last question, why don't you find a matchmaker instead of coming to my place?"

"I looked for him, but my mother scolded me and drove me away. Then no one paid attention to me."

Lu Tong looked at the infatuated man in front of him and said with a smile: "Okay, I know. You go back first and go do your things early tomorrow morning."

"Okay, then I'll come back tomorrow night."

Wang Cheng stood up and turned to leave.

"Wait a minute."

Lu Tong pointed to the two empty tea bowls on the table and said with a smile: "Big leaf tea, which promotes blood circulation and relieves fatigue, two copper coins per bowl."

"Ah."

Wang Cheng reluctantly took out four copper plates and placed them on the counter. When he left, he muttered in his mouth: "I said I didn't want to drink, but you insisted on letting me drink."

Lu Tong took out a copper elephant-shaped money jar from under the counter.

The copper coins were thrown into the belly of the bronze elephant, making a crisp impact sound. Obviously there won't be too many copper coins inside, because if there were a lot of coins, it would make almost no sound if they were dropped directly into the pile of coins.

He held the money jar and began to calculate today's income.

Sold thirty-seven bowls of tea, seven plates of braised dried beans, and two plates of pickled fish, earning a total of 129 copper coins.

The rent of the teahouse has been earned back.

Lu Tong's spirit was shaken, he raised his hoof and chopped it hard twice, and shouted loudly: "Dahan, close the door and carry me back to the room."