When I opened my eyes the next morning, Lu Zizheng was gone again.
This person's deeds are very similar to a book written by Grandma Qiong Yao - "Hurry, Too Hastily".
Qing Qiao yawned, washed lazily, and went downstairs to have breakfast.
At the corner of the road, I suddenly heard the brothers and sisters of Bietang talking.
"... escaped so quickly?"
"Yeah, the speed is too fast, I can't catch up..."
"...Can't you describe the specific situation when that person left?"
"Okay, it's too late to say it, but it's too late, he just heard a whoosh~~~, and he disappeared..."
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The first stop for recruiting younger brothers this time is Muddy Water Village not far from Qingshui Town
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The so-called close village is easy to do things, the Xiling faction has not yet started shouting, a group of people crowded in front of the inn early in the morning to inquire about registration matters.
Qing Qiao picked up a flower roll and gnawed it while looking at it. Two black grapes were wandering around.
"... I'm so bored!" The third senior sister came from a distance from the door, and she was full of resentment towards her: "This scumbag asked me to sign up for receptions, don't you think this is an overkill!"
"Yeah?" Qing Qiao was stunned for a moment, then she understood, and smiled flatteringly, "Who told Senior Sister that you look so good-looking?"
"Little girl, be glib!" The third senior sister pinched her fleshy face, "But don't be too happy, Bao Zhuiming said you have to follow."
"Huh? I'm a patient!" She yelled, threw the scroll and jumped up.
"What about the patient?" Third Senior Sister patted the back of her hand, "Didn't you stop vomiting blood a long time ago?"
"... Woohoo, I'm going to sue him for child labor abuse!" Qing Qiao wailed, with a resentful expression.
"You're still a child laborer!" Senior Sister laughed, "Uncle Ruan has already won the eighth gate at your age, and he became famous in one fell swoop!"
"I, I can also punch two doors!" Qing Qiao hummed unconvinced, "The front door and the back door!"
The senior sister giggled, and she was very charming: "Okay, okay, don't screw it up—Senior Brother Bao has the backing of Senior Uncle Ruan, so all complaints are complaints, and the tasks he ordered still have to be completed."
Qing Qiao couldn't find any other excuses for being lazy, so she could only say in a low voice: "God wants to play with me!"
After breakfast, the two put on the representative clothes of the Xiling faction—no bang cabbage attire, and ran towards the examination room depressed
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The examination room is located in front of a magnificent building in Hunshuizhuang. The light of the morning sun casts into the hall through a subtle angle, and the light dust undulates in the light beam, which is gorgeous and elegant.
"Tsk tsk, this building is really beautiful." Qing Qiao slapped her hands. With her zero knowledge of ancient architecture, it can only be said that this building looks like a temple in a scenic spot from a distance, and a Taoist temple in a scenic spot up close.
"—This is the most famous building in Hunshui Village, which was built by the richest man in the area, Malacca." The third senior sister smiled slightly, with a look of color on her face, "It is because our Xiling faction has a big face that we can borrow this kind of place."
Qing Qiao nodded, expressing her complete understanding—the image project, I didn't expect Sifeng's head to take face.
On second thought, hey, the richest man is called Malacca?
I can't help pouting, I'm still in Honolulu!
The two of them went upstairs to get the Four Treasures of the Study, Qing Qiao looked downstairs and couldn't help but be speechless—good boy, it looks like most of the people from Hunshui Village have rushed over!
-you! That is to say, you, why did you step on the shoes of the boy in front of you! Yo, I even kicked his ass!
-Hey! The one next to you, you are at least 40 years old, why don't you come to sign up! And holding a little doll with a runny nose in open pants!
—Hey, I said this young woman who still has charm, are you here to sign up or go on a blind date? How come there are golden forks stuck all over the head, which makes my eyes go dizzy, it's really a veritable flower branch!
"... so popular?" Qing Qiao stuck out her tongue.
In her eyes, the Xiling Sect is only a vegetarian pie, and disciples have to catch any meat by themselves. Do the folks and elders have to squeeze it in with all their strength?
"... Then you don't know something."
Brother Freckles, who brought them things, raised his head and smiled calmly, "Although there are people here who want to be admitted to Xiling as disciples, some of them are here for the reputation of Xiling beauty."
"The beauty of Xiling?" Qing Qiao opened her eyes wide.
"Our Senior Uncle Ruan, and your Eighteen Arhats from Santang, which one is not a famous beauty?" Senior Brother Freckles glanced at Third Senior Sister next to him, with deep meaning
.
The third senior sister didn't answer, but turned her head slightly.
The blush stained her swan-like neck, and her watery eyes seemed angry and tender. Looking at such a beautiful profile, Qing Qiao couldn't help but stare dumbfounded, sister fairy!
At the moment of stunning beauty, she had an epiphany. Looking at the densely packed team downstairs, a kind of surging passion of Mao Juju reviewing the people at the founding ceremony rose in her chest.
"—**~~Long live the people!" She spoke with a Hunan accent and waved excitedly to the crowd downstairs.
With a biu~~ sound, a UFO struck and hit the back of her head, bang!
"Ouch!" She jumped up in pain, clutching her bag and looking around, "Who hit me?!"
"Don't panic, don't panic," the third senior sister quickly comforted: "It may be an accidental injury."
"—It was you who hit!"
Senior Brother Bao came out from an unknown corner, gnashing his teeth: "What are you yelling about here, little girl? Long live the people? Did you just call me long live?"
Only then did Qing Qiao wake up - now that she is in the old society, under the feudalism, long live is a taboo.
"Woo, I was wrong." She stretched out her sleeve to cover her face, "Brother Baozi, please forgive me!"
Just listening to biu~~, a bigger UFO hit her forehead—bang dang!
"—Which one is your brother Baozi!"
Brother Bao squeezed three oranges in his hands, his face was full of anger and he turned into a hedgehog, turning into siu mai.
"Okay, okay." The third senior sister couldn't help laughing, pulled Qing Qiao behind her, and changed the subject at the same time, "Senior Brother Bao, why didn't Senior Uncle Ruan come?"
"Why did he come?" Senior Brother Bao gave Qing Qiao a hard look, peeled open the orange and ate it, "Uncle Ruan is the last examiner, today is just an audition, why bother him?"
- Pooh, I'm still an old man, dog legs! A bureaucratic class that only exploits the bottom labor force!
Qing Qiao hid behind her senior sister and wrinkled her nose
.
"That's true." The third senior sister smiled, then looked up at the sky, pretending to be surprised, "Oh, it's getting late! Junior sister, let's go down quickly!"
After that, he took her and fled.
Bringing pen and ink to the front of the main hall, I found that other senior brothers had already set up tables, chairs and umbrellas waiting for them.
"It's so sweet, you're actually afraid that we'll get tanned." Qing Qiao sighed.
"Of course, before leaving, the master told us to protect Li Santang's move~~~card~~"
The third senior sister imitated Wang Tianshan's classic movement - put three fingers on her cheeks, narrowed her eyes slightly, and spoke intoxicated.
The two looked at each other and smiled, the flowers were blooming.
In the next second, each of them turned their heads to the ground and retched, er—
When they officially started working, they found that it was far easier than they imagined. The senior brother in charge said that they only needed to sit at the table.
The two were overjoyed and immediately ran to enjoy the cool under the umbrella.
Before the tea was brewed, the steward senior brother walked up to their table expressionlessly holding a large piece of paper, pressed the inkstone, turned around and disappeared like a whirlwind.
Qing Qiao took a look, and there were three big characters written on the paper - "Inquiries."
This is how the long day began. The two golden flowers were smiling professionally, and dealt with all kinds of "harassment" from the people of Hunshuizhuang politely.
— "Hey! How do you Xiling faction do things?! My queue was interrupted by a poor boy, and you don't care!"
—"This big brother calms down, we have recorded this matter, so we will report it to the superior and try to resolve it as soon as possible, do you think so?"
—"Hey, beauty! What's your height and weight, report it to me, sir?"
—"This young man is ten cabbages high and twenty cabbages heavy. Are you satisfied with this answer?"
- "Girl
! When will your hero Ruan come out to play? "
——"Grandma, the great hero Ruan of our faction is resting now, so it's inconvenient to visit, please come back another day... Hey, don't rush away, you forgot to take your crutches!"
—"Two girls! I have a brand new carriage here, and it can be used by Xiling Pai Laihuo for free... Excuse me, can you quietly let me go directly to the second test?"
—"Hello, big brother, please take a look first, the one you are leading is a mule, okay?"
Of course, it's more of a noob question such as when the list will be released and where is the latrine, will you come tomorrow.
"... Why didn't they read the instructions at the gate of the hall first!"
After finally finding a chance to catch her breath, Qing Qiao rubbed her sore cheeks, complaining in her voice.
"We must be sympathetic to the mood of the people and match the IQ of the people."
The third senior sister's face was a standard forty-five degrees, the corners of her mouth were raised, and her smile was the same as always.
"Senior Sister, you are so strong that you have been able to keep laughing until now?" Qing Qiao was in admiration for three full hours.
"Who said that?" The senior sister grinned and let out a sentence from between her teeth, "Didn't you see that my mouth is stiff and I'm about to sit and turn into a Maitreya Buddha?!"
While chatting and laughing, Qing Qiao was suddenly attracted by a person.
Dressed in black, with a thin and tall figure, the whole person was shrouded in a gloomy atmosphere.
But it doesn't matter! What matters is the person's face!
Qing Qiao has seen the term "face as sharp as a knife" to describe a beautiful man in romance novels more than once, and she is always puzzled. What kind of face is like a knife?
——Now, she finally saw this beautiful man, his younger brother!
— This person, this person actually has a face like a knife-shaved face!
She had never had the chance to see a face like a knife-shaved face, but now she was very excited to see a face like a knife-shaved face, ah!
"Little sister
! What are you doing? "The third senior sister stretched out her hand and waved it in front of her eyes, with a surprised expression.
"Let's, just take a look..." Qing Qiao retracted her gaze and smiled mischievously.
"Girl, why were you staring at me just now?!" Suddenly a burly man with a red face jumped out, pointing at her fiercely, "You almost drool! You, you really disrespect me!"
Qing Qiao couldn't help taking a step back, and took a look at this strange man with his eyes up and down—the big upturned and round nose, well-developed chest muscles and biceps, oops, isn't this Popeye the sailor!
"...It's nothing." She smiled slightly, and picked up a plate on the table, "Hero, I just want to ask, do you want some spinach?"
—————Popeye said that I actually love Oliver’s dividing line——————
After a busy day, they could finally go back to the inn to rest. Qing Qiao and the third senior sister were already tired, their mouths were dry, their hands were limp and their faces were paralyzed.
It was late at night, and the candle shadows in the inn were dusk.
"... This is a cruel job that destroys the human body while not forgetting to torture the human heart!" Qing Qiao stayed in the room of the third senior sister, rubbing her face and angrily concluded, "...in the future, if anyone wants to show love to Senior Brother Bao, I will Just tell her—honey, go and be the receptionist for the Xiling faction's recruiting exam for a month first? I don't want impulse to hurt you!"
The third senior sister smiled, but accidentally pulled the injured facial nerve, so she had to cover her face and roll in bed: "... ouch, hello!"
Qing Qiao also laughed and rushed forward, and the two pretty girls of similar age rolled into a ball laughing and laughing.
"what-"
Suddenly, a shrill scream erupted outside the house.
"Oops!" The third senior sister rolled over and sat up, her expression serious, "This is Nangong Wuhen's voice!"
Qing Qiao was taken aback by the cry comparable to that of a female ghost, her hairs stood on end, smooth and distinct.
"...Could it be, could it be that she was killed?" Trembling, she grabbed the lapel of Third Senior Sister's shirt.
"No Promise
! "Third Senior Sister is worthy of being the chief female disciple of Lisantang, grabbing the sword in one hand and carrying her in the other, striding out, "—Let's go out and have a look first!" "
Before Qing Qiao came back to her senses, the third senior sister had already "flyed" her to the place where the incident happened - the back garden of the inn.
Wuhen Jade Girl was wearing a single dress, standing blankly on the grass in the garden.
She is still so beautiful, delicate, melancholy, and refined, like a gust of wind that cannot be caught.
Her frail body shivered slightly in the cold mist; her pure white feet were quietly soaking in a pool of bright red water. what! Snow white and blood red, what a stark contrast, intoxicating aesthetics of violence...
—Wait, wait a minute!
-Blood! !
— That red water is blood! ! !
Qing Qiao's mouth was opened as wide as a fist, and she looked at everything in front of her in horror.
Startled by their arrival, Wuhen Yunu turned around in a daze, her face blank.
Her movement brought out a bloody scene behind her.
There were two corpses of a man and a woman lying on the ground. Whether it was intentional or not, they appeared in the shape of a "human".
Strangely, the heads of the deceased were cut off with a knife, but they were placed on each other's body in a staggered manner.
Thus, there appeared a strange scene where the feminine body in a skirt had a male face, while the masculine body in a robe had a female face.
The surroundings were quiet, and blood was continuously gushing out along the broken neck...
"Ah—" Gu Qingqiao was the first to react, and a scream comparable to that of a jade girl without hatred erupted from her mouth.
She recognized those two corpses, she had just seen them at the corner of the inn this morning, the woman's surname was Li, she was the eldest sister of Zhen Sitang.
"Ah!" She yelled, grabbing the third senior sister's clothes tightly, and said incoherently: "Zi Shi Shi Shi Shi... Li Shi Shi!"
Before she finished shouting, she was carried to a warm wall
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"—Don't be afraid, don't look."
Ruan Siqiong's unique and slightly magnetic voice.
Qing Qiao seemed to have found a backer, and rushed forward desperately, hugging the torso of the visitor tightly: "Master, master, uncle, help, help! Hannibal is here!"
Although Ruan Siqiong didn't know who Hannibal was, he patted Qiao on the back calmly and comforted him, "It doesn't matter who comes, I'm here!"
After hearing these words, Qing Qiao suddenly felt a lot more at ease, her whole body went limp, and she lowered her head and sobbed to herself.
Dimly, I heard the shouts of people rushing to tell each other, the chaotic sound of footsteps, the crackling of torches...
"It's the two disciples of Zhen Sitang... killed with a single knife, and the moves are fierce... There are nine wounds on the body, and they deliberately avoided the vital parts... The body was moved..."
It was Senior Brother Bao who was reporting to his uncle, with a sad expression on his face.
Qing Qiao stared blankly at Ruan Siqiong, the light of a torch reflected from his pupils, illusory and ethereal, dotted like fireflies.
He was pursing his lips tightly, his brows were slightly furrowed, and his expression was serious and serious like never before—that strange, gentle and joking face suddenly disappeared.
Or, he never showed up at all, and everything was just a summer dream.
"Don't be afraid, with my uncle coming forward... everything will be over soon."
The third senior sister quietly took her hand.
Although the third senior sister's skin was also cold, Qing Qiao raised her head and mustered up the courage to smile.
"—Well, it will be over soon, for sure!"
Be firm and full of confidence, not only to tell the senior sister, but also to tell yourself.
But no one knew that what happened that night was just a small beginning.
—If everything is what they say, how can the author have the nerve to come out and make a living?