Officials are the most suspicious by nature, and the city lord of Haikou doesn't understand why a young cultivator lives in that kind of inn. Not to mention his identity, this talent is enough for him to come to himself, and then live in the most exquisite place in the whole Haikou, facing the sea and being treated the best, and the servants are all slender and handsome. Therefore, the lord of the castle thought about it to no avail, and decided to visit him in person early the next morning.

The city lord of Haikou is a slightly chubby middle-aged man, walking in the wind, his shrewd face is a little worried, if it weren't for the royal family of Yu Gulai, it would be fake to come here to explore treasures in the Dragon Palace, and actually assess himself as true? There are treasures in the Dragon Palace, but they are all vain, and tens of millions of people have gone, but no one has gotten any, but they have sacrificed their lives. The life of a cultivator is not only life and death, but also the accumulation of countless resources in the southern country.

Haikou, as the second most developed city in the south, is a real economic treasure that countless people want to take over. His competition has never stopped, and this kind of thing is very scary to think about and must be taken seriously.

"Stop!"

In order to show his attention, the lord of the city got out of the car a street away and headed towards the inn with the ten people behind him. Ten people were holding brocade boxes of different sizes, and the contents were extremely simple. But these things that are extremely expensive to ordinary people are just a gift from the city lord to the unknown person.

If etiquette is done well, it is called etiquette, and if it is not done well, it is called formalism. Therefore, the city lord thought about the next concise statement, but the inn was extremely deserted, and only a fat woman was sweeping the floor.

The fat woman repeated what she usually had to do, and when she saw the adults coming, she immediately threw her broom aside and saluted respectfully. I didn't think that in this lonely alley, the city lord would also come, it really made them shine. The lord of the city, who was admired by countless people, walked over with a smile on his face.

"Is there a younger cultivator here?"

"Yes, his name is Fang Huan, and he is less than seventeen years old. ”

The big families in Yu Valley don't seem to have the surname Fang, but who knows if the name is true or false?

Looking at the three people behind him, seeing them nodding, the city lord asked the fat woman.

"Can you please him out?"

The fat woman guards her own one-third of an acre of land, and if she knows the words of the city lord, her inn can disappear here. Of course, it can also be widened up a bit. For example, move the other shops in this alley and renovate her shop. Therefore, the fat woman nodded her head and bowed, without her usual humor. This is not hypocrisy, but real life. Not everyone can pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger, everyone has a different way of living, and fat women will not give up any opportunity.

"I'll call now, and the lord of the city will wait inside for a while. ”

The shopkeeper came to greet the city lord and stretched out his hand to the hall to invite, but the city lord was unmoved, just stood on the side of the stairs and watched the fat woman go upstairs. The shopkeeper had no choice but to wait aside.

The fat woman was too heavy, and the fat on her body trembled when she ran, and it also made the stairs squeak with an extremely ugly sound. Normally, the sound is normal, but now it is loud and harsh. The city lord listened, and his heart was extremely anticipating.

"Find someone to fix this inn. ”

The man next to him agreed yes, and when the shopkeeper heard this, his face towards the ground was extremely happy. On weekdays, the city lord would not come to this cramped place, but he didn't think it would be such a good thing. It seems that the proprietress is worth living in a room for the little brother, and the shopkeeper suddenly admires the proprietress and presumably this is the reason why he can't be the boss. He didn't realize it at all, he had been distressed that a room had been wasted.

Lowering his head deeper, the shopkeeper thought about the inn in the future, although it was not particularly luxurious, it would definitely be spacious and spacious. It seems that he should find a master and make a decent sign.

"Young Master Fang Huan, are you there?"

When the shopkeeper was thinking about the new inn, the fat woman knocked on the door and was secretly happy. But before the door opened, the lord of the city called him softly.

"I'm coming, I'm coming!"

The city lord carried his robe and ran up quickly, and the black gauze hat trembled. He was really stupid before, how could he stand down and wait? He should have knocked on the door in person, and it seemed that he had no official position. The city lord is ready, if the other party is a person sent by Yu Gu, he will entertain him and show the prosperity of Haikou in his hands.

If they weren't, he would have taken care of them, and such a young cultivator would have to win over his disciples. The amount of fresh blood sometimes determines a person's strength!

The fat woman took a step back, and when she saw the appearance of the city lord, she suddenly became curious. What kind of identity does this so-called Fang Huan have, so that he is worthy of being treated like this by the city lord?

Raising the wide sleeves, the city lord's face showed some caution. He knocked on the door, raised his voice, and said:

"Haikou petty official Wei Tiancheng, come to see you!"

The city lord bowed, respectfully, so that the fat woman also bent over. But she was too fat, and she could still see the side face of the city lord. He was extremely serious, waited a minute, and then knocked on the door, but to no avail.

When the city lord looked at the fat woman, she hurriedly stepped forward and knocked on the door like a shower.

"Young Master Fang Huan, Miss Yuanbei?"

Fang Huan, round sorrow. Wei Tiancheng knew that it was made up as soon as he heard it, but the fat woman shouted twice and became anxious. The opportunity that was so hard won can't just be gone. The extremely fat fingers were placed on the handle, and the fat woman twisted slightly, and the door opened.

The city lord was curious, and the fat woman pushed away. But when the door opened, there were only white sheets inside, and the trash cans were all clean, as if no one had ever lived there.

This kind of small inn, who doesn't leave useless garbage when he leaves? It was so clean that the city lord was suddenly curious, did this really live there? The fat woman read this doubt in her eyes, and hurriedly walked in, as if she wanted to find evidence that Fang Huan had lived. But on the table and chairs, there was nothing.

The fat woman's pockmarked face suddenly turned red, and she felt a little embarrassed, but before the city lord could speak, she said:

"My lord, there is one more room. ”

The fat woman walked out of the room and squeezed into the city lord, but the room next to it was empty. The fat woman was a little lost, but there was a medicine jar and a letter on the table.

"Lord of the city, he left only a letter. ”

"Take a look. ”

The city lord suddenly became suspicious, this is not the conspiracy of the Spring Breeze Medicine Hall and the proprietress of this small inn? As for the person last night, it was just a play. That didn't make sense, so he opened the letter and didn't make up his mind. Words are like spilled water, and they cannot be said at will.

There was only one piece of paper in the envelope, and there was little handwriting on it, but the penmanship was strong and strong through the back of the paper. Although it is not everyone's work, it contains an extremely confident spirit, which is a style that the city lord can't learn. It seems that the owner of this letter is only a few scribbles are enough to express his identity and status.

The city lord has been an official for so many years, and he has seen smooth writing, if the literati talk about it. I have seen scribbled ghost paintings, words with insufficient patience, and if the soldiers meet the battle, they hurriedly stuff a few mouthfuls of food. I have also seen words that are distorted like earthworms crawling around, like a gentleman on the beam sneaking around, lest a few grains of soil fall. But I just haven't seen this kind of word in my hand at this time!

Wei Tiancheng, as a former champion of liberal arts, thinks that his words are neat and have the demeanor of the southern country, but in comparison, he always feels a little more worldly.

After reading it several times, the city lord just felt that there was a gap between his words and it, but he couldn't say it. The fat woman is not interested in words, but only pays attention to the meaning they convey when they are stitched together, and only appears in the account book. In black and white, it is written that the medicine pot and bowl have been washed, thank you for taking care of it, and the silver next to it is the money for the room.

The fat woman glanced at the medicine jar and the medicine bowl, and there was really a piece of silver. It is naturally a good thing to have silver, but the fat woman's heart suddenly cooled. What is the situation? They were still there last night, and Xia Xiao was decocting medicine with him last night, and teasing herself, saying that she was so fat that she couldn't live for a few years, and no matter how big the inn was, she wouldn't be able to enjoy the glory and wealth. But now, there is no human figure?

As a hostess, there are many examples of tenants saying goodbye, after all, they pay for the house first, and no one can escape, just leave. Although there are some people who are similar to Xia Xiao and can talk to each other, she can only live here for a short time, how can she live for a long time? Therefore, she has developed a temperament that does not care about leaving, but Xia Xiao's departure makes her heart hurt. This is a good opportunity, what can be compared with a tael of silver?

"Lord of the City, they were still ...... last night"

The city lord was a little disappointed, but this matter had to be handled more satisfactorily. Judging from the events of last night and tonight, those two people do exist, but they don't know where they went. He may have left, he may have been secretly observed.

"It's okay, I'm afraid I won't see it. In this way, I will renovate your inn for you, and you will come to my house later to get the money, and I will go first. ”

The fat woman bent down happily, but after the lost city lord and his party left, the shrewd proprietress suddenly felt that the one or two taels of silver in her hand would be heavier than the hundred taels of silver she would get in the future. Seeing that her face was not good, the shopkeeper asked:

"Boss, what's wrong?"

Shaking her head, the fat woman had a pity on her face, like Jixiang only ate a bite of the meat she liked very much, and then fell on the shit, she couldn't pick it up, she couldn't put it down, and her mood was extremely bad.

"If that guy saw me like this, he would laugh at me. ”

"You mean Young Master Fang Huan?"

The fat woman nodded, sighed, and then scolded:

"This stinky boy, I really don't know what to do, since I don't say goodbye! The next time we meet, I will definitely clean him up." ”

"Hostess, if we can really meet, we have to thank him. I'm afraid I'll never see you again, they're all passers-by!"

"You talk a lot!"

The fat woman took the medicine pot and bowl and went to the hall on the first floor. The shopkeeper scratched his head, looking aggrieved, did he say the wrong thing again? He felt that there was nothing wrong with him! The fat woman naturally knew that they were all passers-by, and many people could only see them once in their lives, even if they heard the relevant news in the future, it didn't matter. But where did that kid go?

Thinking about it this way, Xia Xiao has always been the image of a mysterious person in the heart of a fat woman, and his name and identity have always been a mystery, which is curious. The fat woman couldn't have imagined that Xia Xiao was now at sea. In order to avoid the lord of the city, in order to avoid the eyes of the southerners, he managed to escape to the ship to a distant place and prepare for the next long journey.

Sitting in the cabin room with twin beds, Xia Xiao watched the city of Haikou gradually move away, and asked Ah Candle:

"Do you feel like you just came here yesterday?"

Ah Candle chick nodded continuously like pecking rice, but after thinking about it, he said: