The snacks in the town are all related to peach blossoms. I ordered several dishes at the inn, all of which use them as ingredients.
Among them, Fang Shan loves peach blossom cakes and peach milk cakes the most, and can finish most of them by himself.
Xie Lan couldn't say how much he ate, but said implicitly: "My appetite is really good."
Fang Shan buried his head in his food and didn't take his words to heart at all.
After the meal, the waiter led them to the room with his signature professional smile: "Chou Shihou had better not stay outside anymore."
Fang Shan: "Why?"
The waiter's smile froze for a moment, and he quickly said: "It's dark outside at night, so I must be safe in the inn."
Fang Shan felt that what he said was quite profound, so she nodded in agreement and said, "We will pay attention."
The three rooms happened to be connected to each other. The waiter opened the door and said, "Just call me if you need anything."
After that, he went down the stairs and continued working.
Fang Shan waited for him to go away, smiling intriguingly: "After the ugly time, let's meet on time."
Xie Lan: "...Didn't you say you shouldn't go out when you're ugly?"
Fang Shan said seriously in an educational tone: "If you don't seek death, how can you attract demons and demons to appear?" After a pause, he added: "Besides, we can also appreciate the local customs."
Xie Lan was speechless.
On this matter, Bai Yiqing surprisingly had no objection to Xiang Zuo.
Since you are going down the mountain to experience it, there will be no gain if you just stay in the room.
Since ancient times, the minority has defeated the majority, and Xie Lan had no choice but to stand on the same front as them.
The soundproofing effect of the inn is average. If you live on the second floor, the occasional loud conversations of passers-by on the street can be heard.
Fang Shan deliberately opened the window and moved a stool to sit next to it, admiring the bustling scene outside.
From his point of view, pedestrians were passing by, and various vendors were shouting. It was a prosperous place. From time to time, the wind would blow one or two peach blossoms and fall on their shoulders, silently.
When he saw the bookstore diagonally opposite, Fang Shan turned over and jumped out of the window. Passersby were startled and looked sideways.
Fang Shan said calmly: "This is a performance of acrobatics. Please remember to give me some reward."
While talking, he made a gesture of receiving money with his wide sleeves.
People who stared at him looked away and walked their own way without looking back.
Fang Shan nodded with satisfaction, adjusted his robe and prepared to take a step. He caught a glimpse of a familiar white color from the corner of his eye, turned his head and met his cold eyes.
"When did you come?"
Bai Yiqing: "When you perform acrobatics."
"..." After two seconds of silence, Fang Shan reached out and said, "Remember to pay the ticket fee."
Bai Yiqing took out two taels of silver and put it in his palm.
Fang Shan calmly holds it in his arms and walks towards the bookstore.
Bai Yiqing walked not far behind him.
Fang Shan stopped and turned around: "What are you following me for?"
Bai Yiqing ignored him and walked straight past him.
There was basically no surprise, the two had the same destination.
On this busy street, the bookstore is the place with the fewest people. The shopkeeper was an old man, sitting lazily on a pony with half-closed eyes and no intention of greeting customers.
Fang Shan found a book about the history of the town and read it. After getting a rough understanding of it, he paid and prepared to take the book with him and leave. Bai Yiqing seemed to have found the clues he wanted, so he didn't stay any longer.
Before leaving, he was stopped by the old man: "Are you monks?"
Fang Shan nodded.
Because the town has convenient transportation, there are quite a lot of monks coming and going.
Old man: "The last monk who read this book died miserably. He was found outside Taowu, half of his body rotten."
Fang Shan thought for a while: "What else do you know?"
The old man recalled: "It is better to say that what he shed is peach juice than blood."
"Peach juice?"
The old man twitched his lips, indicating that he had no more information.
Bai Yiqing: "Why are there so many tourists in the town when there are dead people?"
The old man looked deaf and ignored him.
Fang Shan coughed lightly and asked a similar question again.
Old man: "The mayor asked someone to bury the body and asked him to keep it quiet."
This kind of thing is very common in small towns where the government cannot take care of it. Reporting to the official will ruin the reputation of the town. Many people are counting on more travelers to make their livelihood easier.
Fang Shan thanked me, then hesitated and asked, "Why do you answer all my questions?"
The old man looked at the book in his hand with cloudy eyes: "Few people are willing to buy the book after reading it in the store."
Fang Shan didn't expect it to be because of this detail.
The old man glanced at Bai Yiqing with disgust, and said to Fang Shan very kindly: "A good man will have a safe life."
At his age, it doesn't matter whether he makes money or not, so the books are for people to read at will, but Fang Shan's behavior makes people very fond of him.
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In fact, Bai Yiqing didn't care about small money at all. He just didn't take this into account because he was unsophisticated in the past. He apologized seriously and at the same time, Fang Shan had a change of heart.
Fang Shan felt it strongly, clicked her tongue twice, and waved her hands repeatedly: "Don't look at me with such disgusting eyes."
After the small episode, the relationship between the two became relatively relaxed, but Fang Shan regarded the other party more as a fat sheep. As long as Xie Lan was bound to be the host, he could always draw sushuangdu from Bai Yiqing.
That taste... just thinking about it makes me shudder.
Everyone returned to the inn with their own thoughts. Xie Lan heard the noise, opened the door and poked his head out. When he saw them, he was surprised and asked: "How did you get together?"
This question even exceeds what they did.
Fang Shan: "We've hit it off, so we went out to have a few words."
Xie Lan let out a 'hehe', which was clearly an insult to his own IQ.
Fang Shan just said it casually and winked at Xie Lan, who clearly invited the two of them into the room for a detailed discussion.
Fang Shan gently placed his finger on the table: "Serve tea."
Xie Lan's expression was hard to explain, but she finally poured him a glass.
Fang Shan spoke slowly: "One of the records about the town is very interesting. Children here occasionally die from eating peach blossoms by mistake."
Xie Lan: "... Can eating peach blossoms kill someone?"
"It's not impossible that some people have abnormal constitutions and are allergic to flowers." Fang Shan took a sip of tea and said, "But in this small town, it's very unusual for similar cases to occur more than once."
Xie Lan: "I saw a child in Taowu today. His eyes were very strange, and his pupils were slightly pink."
Fang Shan suddenly looked at Bai Yiqing without blinking.
Bai Yiqing ignored him again, but the warmth in his eyes was still there, and he frowned and said, "Pay attention to your words and deeds."
Instead of restraining himself, Fang Shan became even more impudent: "You suddenly chose to go down the mountain to practice this time. I guess you have other purposes."
Bai Yiqing didn't show much interest in the opportunity. According to his temperament, he should have parted ways on the way down the mountain, but he chose to follow him all the way to the town.
Before Bai Yiqing could say anything, Xie Lan couldn't help but laugh and said: "He is just an iceberg. Do icebergs have other colors besides snow?"
The implication is that Cai Cai doesn't have that much thought.
Smiling and laughing, he realized that he was the only one who was having fun. After seeing Bai Yiqing's expression, his voice gradually became weaker: "Could it be... that everything is true?"
Bai Yiqing sighed: "Could it be that you only see it now?"
“…”
Bai Yiqing shook his head: "Don't lose yourself in playing with things."
After being taught a lesson for no apparent reason, Xie Lan tried to dig out the information without giving up.
"The Sword Sect has always been strict in recruiting disciples. Master mentioned before the retreat that a newly recruited disciple has no sword bones or sword heart, but is good at using swords."
"Are you talking about Ye Mo?" Xie Lan had a deep impression of this person. His understanding was average but his strength would increase significantly every once in a while.
Bai Yiqing nodded slightly: "Ye Mo's family is here, and he will go down the mountain from time to time."
Most of the monks are indifferent to the human world. Ye Mo's parents died early, and he frequently goes down the mountain on the pretext of nostalgia. There is obviously something fishy.
Xie Lan's attitude became solemn when it came to the sect.
From the beginning to the end, the smile on Fang Shan's face never faded, and he said calmly: "Every year, there are people who defect to the Demon Cult. Secondly, their strength improves quickly. Many of them are due to their limited talents."
Cultivation requires talent, and without great opportunities the day after tomorrow, it is quite difficult to achieve success on the path of the Eight Classics.
Xie Lan then thought about it: "We haven't covered up our appearance here. Will it scare the snake?"
Bai Yiqing: "I gave him a task before going down the mountain. It will take at least seven or eight days to complete, which is just enough for us to make a time difference."
Xie Lan smiled sheepishly, it turned out that everything had been arranged.
Fang Shan did not miss any opportunity to promote himself, and used every opportunity to say: "In terms of calculation, I am one of the top three in the world. Bind me to defeat him in a minute."
Xie Lan continued to act dumb and pretended not to understand the implications.
Fang Shan looked regretful and didn't push the person too hard.
Xie Lan quickly changed the topic: "What are the plans next?"
"Lue the snake out of the hole." Bai Yi said calmly: "The child you saw was given a tracking charm."
The so-called tracking charm is to set a ban on a person to ensure that the other person can find it no matter where he goes.
Xie Lan muttered: "If there is anything special about that child, I'm afraid it's his bones."
It is not uncommon in the world of cultivation to use forbidden techniques to seize pulses and seize other people's strength. Thinking of this, a murderous look emerged in Xie Lan's eyes: "If Ye Mo is involved in this matter, he must not stay."
After saying that, he asked in confusion: "Where is the bait to lure the snake out of its hole?"
Bai Yiqing glanced at him coldly. He didn't know what kind of magic he used, but he disappeared from the spot. Instead, he was replaced by a delicate and tender baby. The original loose clothes were several times longer and hung loosely around his body.
The little doll looked at Xie Lan: "Go buy a suit of clothes that fits you."
If it weren't for the familiar tone of his voice, Xie Lan would almost think he was seeing a ghost. He and Bai Yiqing usually interacted as friends and called each other casually, but at this moment, he said with a frightened expression: "Senior... senior brother?"
Bai Yiqing nodded perfunctorily: "Go quickly."
Xie Lan walked out of the door in a daze, and Fang Shan stared at the miniature version of Bai Yiqing with interest: "Return to youth?"
Halfway through, his hand was already uncontrollably trying to pinch the tender little face.
Bai Yiqing didn't do what he expected. The light flashed and he looked like an adult man again.
Fang Shan sighed in disappointment, thinking about the cute dumpling just now, and coaxed: "Be good, change again."
Bai Yiqing: "Abnormal."
"..." Fang Shan stared at him steadily for a few seconds. Without warning, he suddenly turned into an innocent child with a baby face.
Bai Yiqing was startled, then looked away, and not long after, he looked away again. He raised his hand slightly, trying to pinch his chubby cheeks.
Fang Shan was generous and took the initiative to come forward: "Squeeze it, pervert."
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