City Lord Luan stood on the spot, very embarrassed.
He, Luo Yuanming, the second generation of the city and a genius Fu Xiu, has followed the rules all his life, and he has never done anything so outrageous. Today, witnessing He Zhizhou in public in public, it is simply beyond the limit of imagination.
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Tian Xianzi barely grabbed the handrail and swayed up from the ground.
Because of the sword qi to protect the body, the kendo master was not injured, but judging from his pretended to be strong expression, his heart has long been broken into scum along with the phrase "Xianmen's first beheading madman". .
Luo Yuanming saw that Elder Tianxian took a deep breath, and the wind suddenly blew up around him, causing the lights to flicker.
"Heaven, Elder Tianxian."
He shouted cautiously, looked at his wife beside him, and then said solemnly: "Are you okay? I will explain to the people of Luan City later, you... don't be too sad."
Unexpectedly, Tian Xianzi didn't respond immediately, squinting his cat-like eyes, looked at him faintly, his eyes were very scary.
"Elder Tianxian?"
Tian Xianzi frowned and shook his head, and his voice suddenly became several times louder. It was a righteous speech, and the whole corridor could hear it: "I'm obviously Sword Master Zhenxiao, the city lord is wrong!"
Luo Yuanming: …
Luo Yuanming's first reaction was that the elder broke his brain and regarded himself as someone else. But thinking about it carefully, I feel that something is not quite right.
- Big brother! At this time, you are still using this trick to protect your face! What did Jianzun Zhenxiao do wrong to be treated like this!
He's stupid, really.
He originally thought that Tian Xianzi, as an elder, should have a little bit of formality, but the Xuanxu Sword Sect was really extraordinary.
There are thousands of people up and down. As far as the few he has come into contact with, it seems that none of them are normal. Based on their reputation, Luo Yuanming would not find it strange even if there was a cruel and inhumane slaughtering conference someday.
"That... Sword Master Zhenxiao."
Seeing that Tian Xianzi heard this title, he immediately looked like he was returning to the light and proud of the spring breeze, and Luo Yuanming's eyes twitched again: "Jianzun and the younger apprentices came to Tianxianglou together, and naturally they have to do the friendship of the landlord. Today, please feel free to do what you want. Have fun, and I'll cover the entire cost."
Tian Xianzi squatted on the ground and carefully picked up the spirit stones one by one: "How can this be done? How can the city lord spend money!"
Even if he increased the money by five times, he probably couldn't afford a meal here.
Luo Yuanming looked at Elder Tianxian's clothes, which had been washed to white, with a bit of distress. His tone remained unchanged, and he continued to say warmly: "Before I leave, I have a request for the elders. For today's meal, I will chat and express my gratitude."
… to ask for him
Ning Ning had been watching the conversation between the two, and she couldn't help but feel curious when she heard this, and in a flash, she heard Tian Xianzi say: "It's really difficult to mention that matter. I have discussed with Junior Brother Tianxian for a long time, I have investigated the demonic energy in Luan City, but found nothing."
This person was too deeply involved in the play, and until this time he still firmly believed that he was Sword Master Zhenxiao. After a pause, he added in a serious tone: "I'm afraid that it's not a monster, but someone who did it deliberately."
"Jianzun means that there are people in the city..."
Luo Yuanming's expression froze, and his voice was lowered a lot: "This matter should not be publicized. It is better to wait until the end of the Fa conference tomorrow and discuss it with the other elders. The elders have been bothered a lot recently, and Luo really doesn't know how to thank him."
After he said that, he sighed, and turned to look at his wife beside him, with a soft look in his eyes: "I hope this matter can be found out as soon as possible. Recently, people in the city have been panicked, and Luan Niang has been afraid all day long and cannot live in peace—I Take her to the private room to eat first, and the priests will also invite her."
Luan Niang pursed her lips and smiled, her eyes were full of beauty and beauty, she held Luo Yuanming's arm while chatting and laughing: "Zhenxiao Jianzun, there are many kinds of delicious food in Tianxiang Building, among which the Tibetan wine 'Jiuzhou Spring Return' is the most famous. Give it a try."
Tian Xianzi knew that the couple's friendship was very strong, and he was almost stuffed with dog food. When he said goodbye to the two, he heard Ning Ning's soft and soft voice: "Master, what happened in Luan City? "
"Is it about the disappearance of the woman in the city?"
Zheng Weiqi followed her downstairs: "I heard that several girls have disappeared, and the perpetrator has never been found."
Tian Xianzi nodded: "This matter is very tricky. That person has a successful cultivation base and is very good at hiding his whereabouts. We searched all over Luan City and visited the family of the missing woman, but we didn't find any useful information."
When he spoke, he saw that there were still several outsiders poking their heads here, and frowned, turning into a big human-shaped loudspeaker: "I bet on my name as the Sword Master Zhenxiao, and I will definitely take down the murderer! Rao is Tian Xianzi, etc. There is absolutely no way a person who is in the position of the wind will be more efficient than me!"
Lin Xun was still immersed in the revolving windmill of the master, unable to extricate himself, and desperately committed embarrassing cancer for him, almost blushing and suffocating to death. He was startled when he heard the roar, and asked Meng Jue beside him in a low voice, "Senior Brother Meng, Shizun, is he all right?" Who would have expected Meng Jue to raise his eyelids to look at him, his voice and demeanor both indifferent. I can't see any hypocrisy or pretense: "Who is Senior Brother Meng? Isn't my name 'Jiang Li'?"
Jiang Li was the name of Zhen Xiao's eldest apprentice.
Lin Xun: …
Lin Xun: "Okay, Senior Brother Jiang."
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Ning Ning was given the titles of "Formoning" and "Ning Qingtian" by He Zhizhou. As far as she is concerned, she is also very curious about the disappearance of the Luancheng girl. The child asks about the specific situation.
"The missing ones are all sixteen or seventeen-year-old girls."
Tian Xianzi has experienced a social death and just needs to talk about other topics to divert her attention. Seeing that she is so interested, she naturally knows everything: "It's strange to say that they are of ordinary origin and have no spiritual power in their bodies. The only possibility is that the demons are evil and cultivating and sacrificing human life. However, there is no demonic energy everywhere in Luan City, and it seems that other people... kidnap so many girls, it doesn't seem to be of much use."
This is a complete and indiscriminate crime. The murderer haunts the streets and the countryside, and the missing girls have different identities. Because there are no rules, it is difficult to leave any clues for reasoning, which is really overwhelming.
"Do you still remember the bird statue at the top of the City Lord's Mansion?"
Meng Jue said warmly: "The reason for using it is to find out any clues about the murderer - but it seems that so far, it has not gained much."
Ning Ning nodded suddenly.
The Luan Bird Statue was casted on a technique to record images in the city. When He Zhizhou and Ye Zongheng touched porcelain with each other, they suffered from this thing and were mercilessly exposed in public.
It was indeed said at the time that the Luan Bird Statue was related to a series of disappearances.
"The most evil thing is that in order to find out the case, the city lord specially recruited Taoist priests to ask for souls. As a result, the girls' birthdays were read over and over, and no souls were recruited."
Tian Xianzi was sitting on the wooden chair, reclining with his arms around him. He was only in his twenties, and his face was like a crown of jade, and he was unruly.
He said, raising his hand and showing a "two" gesture: "Two possibilities, one is that they are not dead, and the other is that even the soul no longer exists."
No matter which possibility it is, it is horrifying to think about it, and they have very few clues, and they can't discuss the results for a while.
"Let's finally come out to celebrate, why don't we say something else?"
Zheng Weiqi held her cheeks with her hands, and a smile overflowed from the corner of her mouth: "Do you know that, in fact, the image of 'luan bird', in addition to auspiciousness and tranquility, also represents unswerving love."
Lin Xun was stunned when he heard the words. He didn't know what to think. The dragon horn on the top of his head was dyed a light pink.
"I seem to have heard legends about this before."
Ning Ning replied: "It is said that although Luanniao is the incarnation of peace and harmony, he has been lonely all his life, searching all over the world, just to find the other half who can accompany him."
"exactly!"
Zheng Weiqi rubbed her palms and smiled, her curved eyebrows showing a hint of exploration: "Junior brothers and sisters are not too young, have you met anyone you like?"
Tian Xianzi regained his energy immediately, and sat upright with his back straight, and his eyes quietly ran towards Ning Ning and Pei Ji, lest others find out, like a thief with a guilty conscience.
Ning Ning held up the teacup in front of him expressionlessly, to hide his strange expression at this moment.
When the teacup touched her mouth, she thought angrily, no, she is innocent, she is not afraid of shadows, how could there be something wrong with her expression, absolutely not absolutely not.
This thought flashed by, and Zheng Weiqi's laughter was caught off guard: "Hey, I said junior brother and junior sister, why do you two drink from tea cups at the same time? Here... Isn't the tea served yet?"
Ning Ning:…
Ning Ning turned her head to look at Pei Ji beside her, and the two of them were indeed holding the same awkward posture, as if carved out of a mold. He noticed this line of sight, cast a faint glance, and quickly retracted his gaze.
She didn't speak or move, she lowered her eyes and glanced at the cup again, it was pitch black and empty.
Oh, sure enough it's empty, that's fine.
"I'm a little thirsty, and I don't know when the tea and food will be served."
Ning Ning knows how to adapt to the situation very well.
The moment the teacup touched the table, there was the same soft muffled sound from Pei Ji's side when the cup was placed.
Then Zheng Weiqi couldn't help but burst out laughing.
Tian Xianzi pursed the corners of his mouth, which rose wildly, and when he looked up, he heard a knock on the door, and then the door of the Accord room was opened, and it turned out that the food was finally served.
Tianxianglou is worthy of being a well-known top-level restaurant. As soon as the door is opened, you can smell the mouth-watering fragrance.
Then look at the dishes served on the round table, the braised meat is shaped like agate, oily and translucent, the plump and tender gravy and fat are soaked in the meat, and the lights are reflected in the orange-red color;
The fish soup is bubbling hot, and the milky white soup swaying faintly in the dense white smoke, with wolfberry and chopped green onion floating on it, just by looking at it, you can easily imagine the delicate, thick, and hot sweet aroma when you enter and exit. .
Tian Xianzi is a very bad chicken thief. Since he fell down the stairs and got the promise of the city owner's treat, most of the depression that he had fallen in front of everyone's eyes has dissipated, and even looking at He Zhizhou is somewhat pleasing to the eye again.
He was originally a nonchalant temperament, so he was immediately attracted by the dazzling array of dishes, and said cheerfully: "Everyone, you're welcome, I'll start!"
Naturally, Ning Ning didn't feel restrained, so she stretched out a piece of sweet and sour lotus root slices.
Bite off the outer layer of golden syrup, and your teeth can touch the snow-white lotus root slices wrapped in it. The syrup is sweet and sour, sticky and soaked between the pores of the lotus root. When you take a bite, you can hear a crisp sound. The lotus root slices are sweet and crisp, the vinegar juice is slightly sour and the aroma of sugar overflows on the tongue, with a bit of coolness. Qi, will reduce the summer boredom by half.
good to eat.
"Ah, delicious!"
He Zhizhou swallowed a whole mouthful of the braised pig's trotters, his brows filled with an extremely happy smirk: "It's much better than the roast goose and watermelon in our sect!"
Zheng Weiqi pierced him without hesitation: "Can you blame the Xuanxu Sword Sect? If you hadn't spent money lavishly all day long, would you have been reduced to begging in the cafeteria?"
Ning Ning lowered his head and muffled his meals, Lin Xun blushed suddenly, and touched his empty purse.
They chatted non-stop, but Pei Ji didn't make much noise from beginning to end.
If you want to say it, it seems that this is the first time he has eaten with so many people, and the laughter can't stop.
He has long been accustomed to being alone, and no one wants to approach the descendants of the demon race with impure blood.
Over time, I have almost forgotten how to get along with people.
As for this moment, in this Accord, although everyone is sitting around a table, he is equally out of place and is outside the crowd.
The boy frowned in disgust, his eyes full of dark colors.
He is really bad, withdrawn and clumsy, and he can't even take the initiative to speak to Ning Ning.
This thought made Pei Ji stunned for a moment.
Why... why do you think of her name at such a time
"Pei Ji, Pei Ji."
There was a crisp voice with laughter in his ears, Pei Ji raised his eyes coldly, and when he saw Ning Ning turn his head to the side, he was looking at him with interest: "Why are you not moving? He didn't understand the meaning of this sentence, and suddenly saw her come forward and stretch out her right hand with a smile: "Look, you should be holding chopsticks like me - your posture is all wrong."
How could Pei Ji's mother teach him how to hold chopsticks.
The fragrance that belonged to the girl replaced the aroma of the dishes. He felt a little cramped for a while, slowed his breathing and lowered his eyelashes, learning her gestures to slowly adjust his movements.
"It's not like this."
The few people over there were still chatting enthusiastically, her voice sounded very clearly in her ears, Ning Ning stretched out her left hand and gently pressed it on his thin knuckles.
Then with a little force, move down with the index finger.
In the center of his index finger there is a knife scar. It was his mother who took the knife in anger when he was a child.
Ning Ning obviously found the old wound, blinked quickly, stretched out her thumb almost as a conditioned reflex, and brushed lightly on the scar.
Some numb itching, like electric current across the scars.
Pei Ji's spine froze slightly because of this tiny movement, and she held her breath.
"this… "
When Ning Ning saw it for the first time, he remembered the description of Pei Ji's childhood in the original text. The half-crazy, half-crazy mother took him as a scapegoat for the evil spirit cultivator, and used her methods to insult, beat and scold him all day long, leaving many scars.
She didn't think much of it when she touched it, only felt angry and a little uncomfortable, and when she noticed Pei Ji's figure, she realized that this action was somewhat ambiguous, her voice was a few times lower, and she asked him calmly: "Now Will it still hurt?"
Pei Ji's voice was a little hoarse: "No."
She still looked down at his fingers, and quickly opened the chapter when she heard the words, except that her ears under her long hair were quietly hot, and there was nothing unusual: "Then the thumb, you have to prop it up a little - you hold the chopsticks like this , it's hard to pick up anything."
Pei Ji obeyed obediently, closing her fingers without revealing any traces, hiding more calluses and scars: "... um."
"Jiu Jiu Jiu, wine is coming!"
Tian Xianzi and Zheng Weiqi were delighted to see it, and their faces were full of smiles. Only He Zhizhou was full of iron, unable to read the atmosphere, and exclaimed happily: "Who can really hold chopsticks well! Pei Ji, don't listen to Ning Ning, come, drink with the senior brothers, tonight you won't go home if you don't get drunk!"
Ning Ning hurriedly raised her head when she heard the words, and took her hand away from Pei Ji's fingers.
With a smile on his face, Tian Xianzi recited the meditation mantra ninety-nine times to eighty-one times in his heart, trying to keep himself from drawing his sword and chopping this person into meat dregs for dinner. There are many wines in Tianxianglou, among which "Jiuzhou Spring Return" is the most famous.
The maid in the building filled a glass for everyone. Ning Ning had never drank pure wine in her last life, so she picked up the wine glass and smelled it lightly.
Jiuzhou Spring Returns is as clear as a mirror, rippling in a swirling circle. The wine is fragrant and refreshing, like the first melting of white snow, with a refreshing coldness and sweetness. The aftertaste is long and long, and the mellow feeling slips from the tip of the nose into the throat, like a spring breeze.
She took a sip full of curiosity and could not help frowning.
so spicy.
Pei Ji heard Ning Ning put down the cup quickly and raised the porcelain cup silently.
He also never drank, had no money when he was a child, and no time when he was old.
"Everyone has a cup, don't be fooled."
Tian Xianzi took a sip of it like a fairy, and smiled happily: "This wine is not strong, the main point is that the taste is mellow, you can drink it with confidence."
Zheng Weiqi also smiled and continued: "Junior Brother Pei Ji, come quickly! Don't think that you are deliberately sitting on the side without talking, and we won't let you drink."
Hearing that he had to drink, Ning Ning showed a somewhat embarrassed expression.
"Pei Xiaoji! It's time for you to go out!"
Cheng Ying was so excited that she kicked him in her heart: "Ning Ning obviously doesn't want to drink, so of course I have to rely on you to stop her drinking! Hurry up, hurry up and say something boldly, 'I'll help you drink' hehehe !"
Pei Ji also saw that she didn't like the taste of wine.
He seldom obeys Cheng Yingyan, but he saw Ning Ning frown, stretched out his hand without thinking much, and picked up her wine glass: "I'll drink it for you."
Before Ning Ning could react, he saw him tilt his head and pour the whole glass of wine into his mouth.
The scene was silent, and everyone looked different.
Tian Xianzi held back his smile and his shoulders kept shaking.
Miaozai Miaozai, Pei Ji has grown up.
Ning Ning's ears were slightly red and she was speechless.
Wait, wait! Pei Ji took her wine glass like this, so didn't they indirectly... kiss
Meng Jue frowned, worried.
This wine is notoriously intoxicating, and it would be inappropriate to eat it so boldly.
Lin Xun was full of envy and opened his mouth into a round O shape.
Junior Brother Pei Ji is so responsible and gentle! It's so cool to stop drinking, isn't it
Pei Ji was expressionless.
Pei Ji's eyes were red.
… so spicy.
Pei Ji put the wine glass on the round table suddenly, trying her best not to spit it out. She swallowed Jiuzhou Chungui with the burning pain in her throat. Later, it was really uncomfortable, and she subconsciously raised her right hand to cover her face.
Otherwise, his expression is too terrifying, and it is likely to scare the people around him.
Ning Ning asked tentatively, "Pei Ji?"
Pei Ji didn't respond.
Immediately, with a bang, the whole person fell back straight and fell to the ground with a thud.
- Help! Pei Ji helped Ning Ning to serve the wine, but she poured it herself! This is too rude! ! !
Chengying was so frightened that the flower branches trembled, and she wanted to kneel on the ground to gnaw on the soil, and let out a terrified scream: "No! Pei-Xiao-Ji!"
He Zhizhou was so terrified that he made up an eight million-word mystery novel: "Wine, is there poison in wine?!"
"Poisonous stick hammer!"
Zheng Weiqi slapped his palm on the back of his head: "He's drunk!"
"Drunk?"
He Zhizhou couldn't believe it, his eyes widened, and he looked straight at Junior Brother Pei who was hurriedly helped by Ning Ning.
Did you make a mistake, this is the arrogant and cool male lead in "Sword Breaking the Sphere"! According to Ning Ning's spoiler, this man is very ruthless and ruthless, chopping the villain like chopping vegetables, he is simply a walking hanging man.
Such a person actually has a cup... No, how many drops have been poured? !
"This, this," Tian Xianzi looked stunned, "how should this be? How could Pei Ji be like this..."
Seeing his eyes open, Ning Ning seemed to have a little bit of consciousness left, and asked worriedly, "Are you okay?"
Pei Ji still didn't make a sound, her dark eyes were empty.
"Wouldn't this be his first time drinking a bar?"
How could Tian Xianzi think that the plot would take such a sharp turn, he hesitated and said, "This Pei Ji... is this really a chicken?"
Meng Jue sighed and got up from his seat: "Junior Brother Pei's appearance is not suitable to stay in Tianxianglou. I will send him back to the inn to rest, and you can continue drinking."
"No, no! I can come!"
Ning Ning was originally reluctant to drink that "Jiuzhou Spring Return", but when she saw Pei Ji fell down, she was even more resistant. If you want to avoid the end of being drunk, you can only leave Tianxianglou as soon as possible in the name of sending him back to the inn.
Her reasons were very serious, but when Tian Xianzi heard the words, he showed an indescribable smile, pulling Meng Jue to sit down while laughing: "Let Ning Ning come. The two of them have always had a good relationship."
"Thank you, Master!"
How could Ning Ning know what he was thinking, when he thought of not having to drink, he raised the corner of his mouth and poked Pei Ji's sleeve: "Can you still walk?"
Tian Xianzi smiled and took a sip of wine, in a good mood. It's good to be young, but just sending him back to the inn alone can make the little girl happy like this. Look at her, how happy she is.
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"You really haven't drunk before? Do you feel any discomfort?"
Ning Ning supported Pei Ji's arm with both hands and led him down the streets of Luancheng.
At night, the city of Luan is brightly lit, full of traffic, and the flying pavilion is full of clouds. The stars are dotted above, and the lights are shining brightly below, and the sounds of vendors are woven into a fine net, covering the entire city with the wind.
Pei Ji looked in a trance, and seemed to make a low "uh".
Chengying was still struggling desperately in his sea of knowledge, jumping up and down: "Pei Ji, wake up, Pei Ji! Ning Ning is right next to you, don't do anything shameful!"
Ning Ning.
The fiery taste of the sip of wine still lingered on the tip of his tongue, dissipating irritating heat, making him uncontrollably distracted, and his brain was in chaos.
However, when the name landed on the eardrum, Pei Ji frowned gloomily, and her lifeless heart beat heavily, and it was during this distraction that she stumbled.
Ning Ning originally kept supporting him, but when he saw this, he quickly stepped forward and supported Pei Ji's chest with his other hand.
So he finally didn't fall to the ground, but squatted on her shoulder.
Rely on, lean on.
And her palm was very close to his chest, and she could feel the young man's violent heartbeat, thumping.
Ning Ning's heartbeat also thumped.
The night was thick, and Pei Ji's body was full of the cold aroma of wine, and her breath was filled with aggressive heat, all of which swam around her neck, like a soft boneless hand, stroking the most sensitive skin.
Ning Ning almost forgot to even breathe, only to feel that her heart was hit hard.
Help, help, this is... what kind of thing is this.
"Pei Ji?"
Resisting the urge to blush, she whispered his name: "Can you still stand up?"
Ning Ning said with both hands at the same time, ready to push him up, but Pei Ji suddenly moved, raised her hand on her shoulder, and stood up a little straighter.
But only "some".
This gesture made her even more overwhelmed than before.
Pei Ji was still leaning over her body, her clear breath was heavily pressed down, and a few strands of black hair fell on Ning Ning's neck, causing a slight itch. forward.
The faces of the two were extremely close, and the black-haired boy stared at her silently for a long time.
His pupils were pitch black and translucent, and now they reflected the lights on both sides of the street, dimming a layer of ambiguous light. Those eyes have always been without waves, but at this time they were dark and deep, and there were many emotions that Ningning couldn't understand, or in other words, obsessions and desires.
Like two crazy whirlpools.
When Pei Ji looked over without blinking, she could see her own shadow in the firelight, which was right in the center of the vortex, and could be swallowed up at any time.
Ning Ning was a little flustered by the sight, and called out again: "Pei Ji?"
Pei Ji ignored her.
Instead, take a step forward and get closer to her.
All this was under his control. Ning Ning wanted to take his eyes away, but the pair of deep-pool pupils gradually tightened, and his body could not escape the shackles of his palm.
The light and shadow of the turbid eyes dimmed, and it was like the first time he saw her, and he looked at her silently with a sinister expression. In the chaotic consciousness, a voice said to Pei Ji:
He knew this girl.
No, it's not the little sister, he doesn't like that title, it should be—
Pei Jing looked at her, suddenly smiled for some reason, and his warm breath followed the night wind and caressed Ning Ning's cheek.
His voice also seemed to be drunk, fluttering and somewhat hoarse, but the corners of his mouth had a slight curvature, and his voice and heat rushed up together.
"Ning-Ning."
He had never uttered this name in person before.
But in the dimly lit street corner of Luan City, Pei Ji recited those two words over and over again unskillfully and carefully, as if he was whispering clumsily.
Ning Ning's heart exploded like fireworks.
She heard Pei Ji chuckle softly in her ear, and then called out word by word, "Ning Ning."