Stepping into Denton Pavilion in the evening, the first person Gu Qingqiao met was Brother Baozi, who had been rolling his eyes at her with great effort and persistence despite his small eyes.
"Hey, are you back, you follower?" Bao Quancai sat on the grand teacher's chair with his legs crossed, shaking and knocking the five-spice melon seeds, "Are you having fun outside?"
"—Don't! Don't shake!" Qing Qiao stretched out the big sleeves of her toga to cover her eyes, plausibly speaking, "As the saying goes, men are poor and women are cheap. Brother, you must think about your own money!"
"What's the matter with shaking!" Bao Quancai jumped off the chair, "Master, I want to shake! I'll show you now!"
As soon as the words fell to the ground, he immediately stood there shaking like a convulsion.
Shaking up, shaking down, shaking left, shaking right, the posture is so wonderful, so that every piece of fat on the whole body can get a happy movement.
Qing Qiao was stunned for three seconds, and immediately cupped her fists and clasped her hands in amazement: "I didn't expect, I didn't expect that senior brother could practice the legendary 'North Shaking Kung Fu'!"
Bao Quancai was taken aback for a moment, and soon a smug grin appeared on his face: "... that is, as soon as senior brother makes a move, he will know if there is any...
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Qing Qiao resisted the urge to vomit and was about to praise him a few more words when suddenly there was a crackling sound in the room.
The two were shocked, and when they looked up, they saw small black dots covering the sky and covering the sky, blowing a familiar fragrance.
"Hahahaha, sky-wai-sheng-xian-"
While ringing, Nangong Wuhen, who was barefoot and dressed in white, descended from the sky, turned while falling, and scattered fine objects outwards from his hands, spreading them all over the corners.
"It hurts!" Qing Qiao couldn't dodge in time to be scratched by the little black spot, and suddenly panicked, could she be disfigured by this mysterious hidden weapon
"Ah—" Brother Bao's heartbroken wailing suddenly sounded from the corner, mournful and indignant, like returning from hell.
"—You, you, why did you scatter my melon seeds everywhere!"
He picked up a bunch of small black spots on the ground, squinted his eyes with tears in his eyes, and had a desperate expression of distressed to death.
With a bang, Qing Qiao fell to the ground.
"...the flower farmer's flowers have all been bought, and Malacca won't let me pull the leaves in his yard..." Nangong Wuhen turned around with a shy face, "I just saw someone drying sunflower seeds in the yard, and I think this thing is also Barely passable…”
"Woohoo! This is the first-class product that I asked someone to bring back from the country of Lu!"
Bao Quancai sat down on the ground, dejectedly: "It's only five catties in total, how much is left after you just sprinkled it like this?"
"That..." Nangong Wuhen glanced at him affectionately, before hesitating to speak, "Actually... I have already spilled three catties by the river during my practice during the day..."
"Ah~~~~~" Bao Quancai yelled, pulling his hair with his hands, completely falling into a state of collapse, "This, this, this is simply a massacre! The hatred of killing one's father and taking one's wife away! ! Ahhh..."
Nangong Wuhen ignored him, tossed her hair, and raised her nose to the sky.
Turning his face, he stared at Gu Qingqiao coldly.
"You—" she spoke in an extremely arrogant and extremely contemptuous manner
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Qing Qiao was shocked.
"... What's your name?" She hesitated for a moment.
"My name is Jin Sanshun." After thinking about it, Qing Qiao decided not to tell her her real name and just wait and see.
"Well, Miss Sanshun..." Nangong Wuhen nodded, and suddenly remembered something, his face changed drastically, "No, your name is not Jin Sanshun!"
"—Actually, my name is Yu Xizhen." Qing Qiao secretly stepped back half a leg.
"You bastard! Do you think I'm an idiot?" Nangong Wuhen was furious. He waved his sleeves, and a soft whip with thorns appeared in his hand. Lie to me, Lord Jade Girl of the Dragon Palace!"
Seeing that the situation was not going well, Qing Qiao turned around and ran, shouting loudly while running: "Sanshi~~~ Where is Sanshi? Fifty million, why don't you hurry up and save your master?!"
The long whip came along with the fierce cold wind, and it was about to touch her back.
In the blink of an eye, someone abruptly stopped the whip with his hands.
"Miss Wuhen, although our faction has good relations with Shenlong Palace, the disciples in our faction don't need Yu Nu to discipline them."
Bao Quancai regained his senses at some point, and quickly blocked Qing Qiao, with piercing eyes and a cold expression.
"...It's her fault, she lied to me first!" Yu Nu angrily withdrew her hand, turned her head and stared at Qing Qiao fiercely, "You damn girl, tell me, what did you do with my Si Qiong during the day?"
My dome
Pfft~~~ Qing Qiao managed to hold back the saliva from the outside, stood still, and replied with a respectful expression: "Yu Nu Mingcha, I went out with my uncle to investigate the enemy's situation this afternoon."
"Investigate the enemy's situation?" Bao Quancai and Yu Nu stared at her in unison.
Two pairs of bright eyes, one big and one small.
"Yeah." Qing Qiao looked extremely well-behaved, "The uncle said that he would go to the watchman that night to see if he knew what the murderer looked like."
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"Then why doesn't he take others with him, but you alone?" Yu Nu frowned her pretty eyebrows.
—Because I am the heroine, I have the most roles!
Qing Qiao was thinking like this, but her mouth was still humble: "It's probably because my martial arts skills are the lowest, so he can't rest assured that I'm thrown in Denton Pavilion."
The jade girl snorted, her expression slowed down slightly.
"People who are incompetent are not worthy of standing beside him!" She had a sarcastic smile on her face, "Little girl, please don't have any wishful thinking!"
"Jade Girl, let's go first." Bao Quancai said suddenly, "I heard that Gu Shenyou, the king of medicine, has rushed to Muddy Water Village this afternoon."
A few words that were neither salty nor bland, caused the expression on Yunv's face to turn pale again.
"I will come back again!" Hastily throwing down these words, she jumped and quickly disappeared into the thin twilight.
Looking at the back of Yunv going away, Qing Qiao finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Thinking about being scolded for being innocent just now, he felt unwilling, so he added in a low voice rather unpleasantly: "Bitch."
Turning her head around, she unexpectedly met a pair of shining squint eyes.
"... Wisdom!" She trembled in fright, and immediately stood still.
Bao Quancai ignored her, stared at her face and said directly: "...you said, during the day, you and your uncle went to find a beater?"
Qing Qiao nodded, a little confused.
"Then what does the watchman look like?" He frowned slightly.
"...very thin, very hunchback." Qing Qiao told the truth, "It's kind of scary."
Bao Quancai took a deep breath, with a complex and intriguing expression on his face.
Qing Qiao didn't dare to answer, and looked at him quietly.
—It is actually ridiculous to have such an inscrutable expression on the face of a steamed stuffed bun
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"Come on, take me to have a look." Bao Quancai suddenly grabbed her hand and walked out, acting rudely.
"Ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ah, I haven't eaten yet!" Qing Qiao became anxious after being dragged away by him, "I heard that there will be braised pork tonight!"
"Go to the street! I invite you!" Bao Quancai said with a rich and powerful appearance.
Qing Qiao was powerless to resist, so she could only obediently follow him out.
"As long as you don't invite me to eat melon seeds, it's fine." She thought naively.
————————It’s wrong to throw garbage anywhere ———————
"You, you, you just invite me to eat this?!" Qing Qiao looked at the sugar bun in her hand, her face wrinkled into a ball.
"Well, this is so good! It's hot, it's real, and it has stuffing!" Bao Quancai snorted and finished eating the seventh one, and wiped his mouth with satisfaction.
"He wants to eat meat..." Qing Qiao complained in a low voice, with tears in her eyes.
"Hush!" Bao Quancai covered Qing Qiao's mouth, mysteriously, "Little girl, eat less meat! If you eat meat, you will grow like a pig in the future. I'm doing this for your own good!"
After hearing this, Qing Qiao wanted to kick him—it was obviously because you were reluctant to pay the extra ten cents, okay
The streets of Hunshui Village in the evening were sparsely populated, and Qing Qiao felt aggrieved as she gnawed on the buns and led the way.
"Braised pork, steamed pork, braised pig's trotters, roasted white..."
She glanced at the moon in the sky from time to time, chanting words.
"What are you talking about! Hurry up!" Bao Quancai pushed her from behind.
She sighed and shut up.
I don't know if it's her illusion, but the moon looks very big, round and bright tonight.
"Which way should I go?"
Standing in front of a fork in the road, Qing Qiao was a little dazed
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"You're free!" Bao Quancai only waited for ten seconds, and he was already getting impatient, "Why don't you remember the way?"
"I've only been here once..." Qing Qiao felt aggrieved, Lu Chi was born with it.
Bao Quancai glared at her, turned around and stopped two young men passing by.
"My little brother, how can I get to the vegetable market?" Bao Quancai was always polite in front of outsiders.
"I don't know, why ask me?" Passerby A blankly pointed at the people around him, "Why didn't you ask him?"
Passer-by B rolled his eyes at him: "—it's none of my business! I'm here to make soy sauce."
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Seeing that the inquiry was fruitless, Bao Quancai turned around sullenly. Afraid that he would get angry, Qing Qiao hurriedly pointed to the side of the road and said, "Hey, there's an inn over there, we can ask Xiao Er!"
Bao Quancai glared at her, then strode forward with strides.
Qing Qiao secretly made a face behind her back.
Since the "Yuelai Inn" was disbanded, the "Old Dragon Gate Inn" has become the most upscale and largest hotel in Hunshuizhuang. Although it is evening now, there is still a lot of traffic and people coming and going in front of the inn.
Senior Brother Bao went in to find out the direction, while Qing Qiao stood outside looking curiously.
—Hey, the guests in this inn seem to be very rich.
She saw more than a dozen luxury carriages with golden roofs and black bodies parked at the entrance of the inn, with exquisite carvings and graceful lines.
Relying on Shang Shuqianjin's insight, she immediately recognized that the body of the carriage was made of high-quality rosewood. A person who can use this kind of material that "can't be made into a thousand years", "an inch of wood is an inch of gold" to make carriages, and a person who makes more than a dozen of them must be rich and powerful, either dragon or phoenix.
"Luxury, burning money..." She clicked her tongue.
The door curtain of a carriage suddenly opened, and a pair of black boots with moiré patterns stepped down slowly.
"Young master."
A man in black greeted him, and stretched out his hand to help the man down
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Qing Qiao caught sight of the man's face and was stunned.
The sky and the earth are still, and the air is stagnant.
Boom! It was as if someone had punched her heart drum hard, and there was a loud rumble in her ears.
The person on the opposite side was wearing a toga, surrounded by the Rong Rong night, as if he had just been fished out of the moon.
The black eyes, as deep as a deep pool, are imposing, with a hint of laziness in their arrogance, full of high spirits.
The man in black leaned down and reported something in a low voice, only to see the phoenix eyes raised, and he looked up at the clear Sophora japonica on the tree.
There was still no emotion leaking out of her calm face.
It's just that under the moon, his shadow is very thin and long, like a sharp sword cut abruptly and pouring out clear light all over the ground, fierce and powerful, exuding extreme arrogance.
Qing Qiao looked at the tall figure she hadn't seen for a long time in the distance, and quietly hid herself in a corner.
cold, cold.
Her body began to tremble.
Clouds covered the moon, and half of the shadow fell on her heart, and the night wind was sharp and cold.
"What are you doing standing there?"
Someone patted her on the shoulder abruptly.
"...Senior Brother!" Qing Qiao was startled, and turned her head to smile hastily at the visitor.
"If you don't do anything else, you'll be stupid!" Bao Quancai looked at her contemptuously, "Let's go, we've already asked you the way! We will definitely not rely on you to lead the way in the future... You idiot!"
Qing Qiao didn't say anything, she grabbed Bao Quancai's skirt, and begged with a pale face, "...brother, keep your voice down!"
Bao Quan just glanced at her, didn't say anything, and walked straight ahead.
Qing Qiao followed him silently, and couldn't help but glance back before turning the corner.
To her surprise, she also saw a familiar face—the man with a slashed face that she found when Xiling was recruiting younger brothers.
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His face is still so distinctive that people can notice it from a hundred meters away. Now he was dressed in black and followed Duan Yu into the inn step by step.
So he is Wu Yiwei
Qing Qiao murmured in his heart.
The two were speechless all the way, and hurried to the vegetable market.
Qing Qiao had many questions in her mind: about Lao Qi, about Ruan Siqiong, about Bao Quancai's strange reaction, all of which were suppressed by the luxurious figure on the carriage just now.
- What is he here for? Did he find me? Is he still unwilling to let me go
With a lot of worries, I finally came to the entrance of the dark alley in the daytime.
"The situation... doesn't seem right."
Bao Quancai in front of him paused, and blocked Qing Qiao with his back.
Qing Qiao sniffed, only to realize that there was a faint smell of blood in the air.
"Oops!" The words "murder and silence" quickly flashed through her mind, and without thinking about it, she ran into the depths of the alley.
-Quasimodo! Have you been persecuted by the vicar of Notre Dame
Panting, I came to the door of the hut, and saw the door was wide open, and the covering curtains were thrown on the ground at will; the room was full of mess in the dim candle shadow, as if it had experienced a world war.
Under the bench she sat on just this morning, there was a puddle of dark red blood.
Against the background of the candlelight, the light flickered faintly.
"...It's hard to handle now." Bao Quancai murmured vaguely, "If it's really Seventh Master, then..."
"Seventh Master?" Qing Qiao turned her head in a daze, "Master Uncle did indeed call the owner of this house 'Lao Qi'."
Bao Quancai's expression changed, and he was about to say something when he suddenly turned around and yelled, "Who?!"
Seeing a black shadow flashing outside the door, Bao Quancai immediately used his lightness kung fu to catch up
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After a whoosh, the room was eerily quiet.
Just like that, Gu Qingqiao was left hanging in a dark, moldy room that smelled like blood.
"Following, going out with Bao Zhuiming, it's really inappropriate..." The corners of her mouth twitched, and goosebumps covered her body.
The wind is howling, and the chill is hitting people. Now there are no policemen, no police, and no dynamic superman to save the earth. She can only protect herself.
After thinking about it, she walked towards the entrance of the alley, which faced the main street anyway, so it was convenient to call someone in case of anything.
However, as soon as we reached the entrance of the alley, we heard slow and heavy footsteps.
-Da da da.
She poked out half of her head quietly to look at the street, and couldn't help but be shocked—it turned out to be a man with a shaved face!
Da da da.
The footsteps were getting closer and closer, and then stopped not far from the entrance of the alley.
"Huh?" There was a low voice of questioning vaguely.
Da da da.
The footsteps suddenly accelerated, as if they were running towards the entrance of the alley where she was.
It's over, exposed!
Qing Qiao panicked, and turned around to search for a place to hide—however, there is not even a trash basket in this broken alley!
In desperation, a bold plan suddenly flashed in her mind.
Seeing the sound of footsteps approaching, she tore the skirt of her clothes with a "squeak", and then jumped back, revealing half of her silhouette with her back to the entrance of the alley.
"Come on, hero~~"
She twisted her body and screamed Jiao Didi, while stretching out her hand to the air and tugging.
Footsteps suddenly stopped
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"Oh, don't pity me just because I'm Jiaohua! Fuck me! Trample me! Torment me! Use your strength!"
Qing Qiao jumped into the alley again, taking the opportunity to tear off another piece of her shirt—"Bah!"
The sound of cracking silk was exceptionally loud in the night sky. Then she raised the back of her hand and began to kiss "bajibaji" fiercely, with a humming sound in her mouth.
— Seniors of Shanghai Translation Production Studio, I learned this trick from you when watching the live dubbing of "Sissi", it must work!
The footsteps stopped for a while, and finally sounded again.
But it is already in the direction away from the entrance of the alley, and it is getting farther and farther away, getting smaller and smaller.
"That's cheap!" The man made a contemptuous comment before disappearing.
It wasn't until the street returned to complete silence that Qing Qiao's hanging heart finally settled down.
"...The most humble people are invincible. This sentence is indeed true."
She was still in shock, panting heavily and slowly fell to the ground with a look of panic.
"Yo! How did you come here?"
Youdao figure jumped down from the wall, it turned out to be Bao Quancai.
"I chased it out hard, but I found it was a cat..." He casually glanced at Qing Qiao while cursing, "Hey, why are you sitting on the ground?"
Even though there were thousands of words in her heart, she just smiled lightly when they melted into her mouth: "... I'm not full."
"—It's worthless! It's too worthless!" Bao Quancai looked at her with a look of hatred for iron and steel, and beat his brother's foot in grief, "How did Wang Tianshan accept her because he didn't have enough food? Yours? It would be embarrassing to spread it out!"
After scolding, he sighed helplessly, "What do you want to eat? I'll buy it for you."
Qing Qiao wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, recalling the pig's kidney face of the man with the knife-shaved noodles, she gritted her teeth and said one word at a time:
"I want to eat hot kidneys."