The narrow road is always a coincidence.

"Hear me, hurry up," the doorman waved his hand impatiently, and then turned and walked towards the door.

With a "bang", the door of the Ximen Mansion was slammed shut. Pan Jinlian was a little at a loss for a while, she didn't expect that she was mistaken for those unbearable women on South Street, and she didn't think that she was actually unjustifiable.

was eaten behind closed doors, Pan Jinlian had no choice but to go back, when she went back, she was long-hearted, and picked some roads with fewer people to go back, although there were few people, but there should still be pointing and talking about it. On the way back to Wang Po Teahouse, Pan Jinlian gradually made a decision to follow Wang Po to leave, all kinds of unbearable words heard on the street today, she is really fed up, I feel that there is no place for this Qinghe County, and the only one who is reluctant is only Ximenqing.

Pan Jinlian returned to Wang Po Teahouse, it was already afternoon, but when she went back, she found that Wang Po was not at home, and she didn't know what to do, so she got some food and drink by herself, and then went back to the house. When I returned to the house, I started to think about leaving again, and I didn't see Ximenqing just now, which was always a little inappropriate.

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Ling Ling, who had been lying down all morning, was a little hungry, and then his waist didn't hurt so much, and then he got up and prepared to eat, although he was repeatedly dissuaded by Wu Song, saying that he was going out to buy some food and coming back, but he was rejected by Ling Ling's righteous words, the main reason was for his own escape plan, these more than 20 days, Ling Ling turned Wu Dalang's house upside down, and searched out all the silver that could be searched, and finally the tragedy was found that there was not much at all, and now it is easy to save some money.

So, Ling Ling dragged the sick body to the kitchen to be busy, his waist was not good, and the movements of his hands were slow, and it took almost an hour to get it done, Ling Ling had also seen Wu Song's amount of food, and deliberately made more than a dozen baked cakes, and then fried two dishes without oil and water with only radishes and green vegetables.

"The rice is coming, let's try it" Ling Ling served the food.

After seeing Wu Song take a big bite of a piece of baked cake and take a few more bites of food, Ling Ling couldn't wait to ask, he was still a little apprehensive about his cooking skills.

"What does it taste like?"

"Hmm...... Delicious" Wu Song's mouth is full of food, and the words are very unclear, but he can hear that it is delicious.

"It's just, brother, how has the taste of this baked cake changed, it's different from what I ate before" Wu Song swallowed the food in his mouth and asked.

"Why is it different? Maybe you haven't eaten for a long time and forgot the taste," Ling Ling could only reply.

"Hmm" Wu Song didn't delve into it, and then he ate it with a big meal.

After the meal was over, Ling Ling was ready to mention going to Kyoto.

"Brother, brother has something to discuss with you"

"What's the matter, brother, tell me."

"I want to go to Kyoto"

"What are you going to Kyoto for?"

Ling Ling didn't answer what he was doing in Kyoto, but just began to tell Wu Song everything that had happened in the past twenty days.

"Now you know, I have offended that Ximenqing to the end"

"Hmph, it's him who bullied people too much, brother, wait a minute, wait for me to get his dog's head" Wu Song was a little angry, hearing that Wu Dalang was bullied by Ximen Qing in various ways.

After speaking, Wu Song got up and walked out of the door, Ling Ling hurriedly got up and grabbed Wu Song, but he got up violently, pulled his waist again, and bared his teeth in pain.

"You, you're too impulsive, you go and kill him, won't our brothers be finished" Ling Ling endured the pain, but he still had to persuade Wu Song to come down, otherwise under his anger, not only would the mission fail, but I was afraid that he would also hang up, impulsiveness was the devil.

"But, brother, I really can't bear it" Wu Song slapped the table.

"Now I'm a fish and a man, and I have to endure it if I can't bear it."

"I want to go to Kyoto to take refuge temporarily, and I can't pass through that Ximenqing in this place in Qinghe County."

"But, brother......" Wu Song still wanted to say something, but he couldn't say anything.

In the past few days since he came back, he felt that his brother had completely changed people, to say something unpleasant, he also knew what his brother Wu Dalang was like, but now it has completely changed, especially after hearing about this series of things that happened when he was away, the doubts in Wu Song's heart lingered even more.

"Brother, I heard someone in Yanggu say that you are an immortal, is it true?" Wu Song decided to ask, after all, things are not good in his heart.

"Uh, how can it be true, it's all nonsense, I'm your brother, how can I be an immortal" Ling Ling was a little helpless, a lie always needs more lies to cover up.

"However, you have really become very different from before" This is the biggest doubt in Wu Song's heart.

"Is it?what's different, haven't I always been your brother" Ling Ling wants to play this brother.

"It's just different, the taste of the baked cake is different, your temper is different, your temperament is different, anyway, a lot of it is different............" Wu Song didn't know how to say it, so he said a lot.

"Maybe it's been too long to go out this time, people will always become, just get used to it" Ling Ling could only prevaricate like this, and his tone of voice was a little impatient.

"Okay" Wu Song also heard that he was impatient, and he didn't ask these questions anymore, but the pimple in his heart was still uncomfortable.

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In the evening, when the sun was about to set, Wang Po returned to the teahouse with some dust, took a sip of tea, and walked towards Pan Jinlian's house.

"Is the girl there?" Wang Po knew that Pan Jinlian should not go out, she must be there, but she still deliberately asked outside the door, after all, maybe she would have to rely on Pan Jinlian in the future and try to provide for something.

"Ah, godmother, you're back, I'm coming" Hearing Wang Po's voice, Pan Jinlian replied, hurriedly packed up the paper and pen on the table to a relatively hidden place, and then messed up her hair and clothes, and went to open the door.

"What are you doing, why is it so long" Wang Po was a little impatient, her own house had to wait for someone else to open the door for so long.

"Godmother, I was a little sleepy at noon, so I took a nap" Pan Jinlian saw the unhappiness on Wang Po's face, and hurriedly explained.

"Well, what do you think, I tell you don't hesitate. "Wang Po mainly came to ask Pan Jinlian if she would go to Kyoto with her, which is the main thing.

"Godmother, I've thought about it, follow you" Pan Jinlian replied very simply.

"That's good, pack up, I'll leave in the evening, I've arranged everything, hurry up" Hearing Pan Jinlian's very simple answer, Wang Po said with a smile.

"Ah, so anxious, leave at night?" Pan Jinlian was still a little surprised, she didn't expect Wang Po to leave in such a hurry, and she was going to write a letter just now to find someone to send to Ximenqing tomorrow.

Wang Po didn't care about Pan Jinlian anymore, and walked out, she actually had nothing to clean up, she went out in the afternoon, just went to sell the teahouse, exchanged some silver taels, and then arranged the carriage and horses by the way.

Pan Jinlian closed the door, then continued to take out a pen and paper, added some words, and then prepared to start cleaning up, but found that she had nothing to clean up, she didn't bring anything from Wu Dalang's side at that time, and the food, clothing and housing were provided by Wang Po these days, thinking of these, Pan Jinlian suddenly began to be grateful to Wang Po in her heart.

(To be continued)