This time, Xiaoqi's expression was obviously more puzzled: "Foot power? ”

Without hesitation, Qi Qing nodded heavily again. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Xiaoqi's fingers poked secretly, and his brows were full of doubts: "However, there is still a long way to go in Kyoto...... How did the leg power go......? ”

Suddenly, Qi Qing's body buried in the water moved obviously, and the sound of water sounded slightly: "This is not Kyoto?!" His voice was raised, a tone of obvious disbelief.

Xiaoqi's eyes widened, and he nodded fiercely: "Yes, this is Yancheng, and there is still a lot of distance from Kyoto!" ”

The body collapsed suddenly, Qi Qing's heart was in turmoil again, she remembered that when the fat man came to Gudao Town, he said that he was from Kyoto, and now, he was not in Kyoto?

His brows were obviously raised, and Qi Qing's eyes looked at Xiao Qi: "You, do you know a man named Hua Gongzi?" ”

As soon as Hua Gongzi's three words came out, Xiaoqi's body had suddenly stood up from the small stool, his small body was propped up on the edge of the wooden basin, his brows returned to his previous dexterous appearance, and his voice was lowered: "What you said, is it an ugly fat man with two big moles on his head?" As he spoke, he gestured with his hand.

Looking at Xiaoqi's appearance, Qi Qing couldn't help laughing: "Hahaha, Xiaoqi, you really learn like that!" ”

"Hey, hey, hey." Xiaoqi scratched his head a little embarrassedly, and smiled a little shyly.

The laughter was put away, and Qi Qing did not forget what he was going to ask: "That fat man, but is it from this smoke city?" ”

"Yes, that fat man is the son of a merchant in this tobacco city, and he is ugly, but he can't stand the silver." As he spoke, Xiao Qi's voice became lower and lower, "He has touched at least half of the girls in Banbuxuan, and he is generous, since some people like to go up." ”

The body under the water suddenly tensed, and the humiliation of that day surged into his heart fiercely, his fists clenched all of a sudden, and Qi Qing's eyes were obviously full of hatred.

Xiaoqi didn't see the expression on Qi Qing's face, but picked up the cotton cloth and walked behind her, wanting to wipe her back, but when the wet cloth just touched her back, her eyes suddenly widened: "Miss Qing, there is a flower on your back~"

looked stunned, just wanted to ask, the words came to his mouth, and he stopped again, Qi Qing's eyes crossed a trace of unknown emotion, that flower, I am afraid that it was tattooed on his back by Xishui before.

"The fiery red begonia flowers are really beautiful~" Xiaoqi's hand carefully rubbed Qi Qing's back, avoiding the red flowers.

His eyes glanced back, and in his shallow tone was a deep advice: "Xiaoqi." ”

"Huh?"

"Never, never get a flower like this."

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He Xiao's eyes were heavy, and his footsteps did not stop, he had already left quickly along the bamboo path, passing through the extremely complicated corridor, and then he arrived at the front hall, but when his hand just touched the curtain, he stopped.

On the other side of the curtain, there is the main store.

A boy of about eighteen or nineteen years old was sitting in the hospitality area of the main store, his eyes were bright, looking around.

Opposite him, standing was the shopkeeper of Xiaoxiang Pavilion.

"Childe, look, we still have to entertain customers in this store, if you think there is something suitable......

"What, drive people?" The appearance of the little boy's red lips and white teeth attracted special attention, but his words were aggressive.

The shopkeeper's hand was obviously clenched all of a sudden, but he could only smile and say: "Childe, the little one doesn't mean that way, it's just ......."

"Just?" Again, the little boy's words interrupted the shopkeeper's words, and his smart eyes were raised, looking at the shopkeeper in front of him, who seemed to be extremely respectful, "I have wrapped all the fabrics in this store, and you are still doing other people's business today?" The stabbing words did not give the shopkeeper any face.

The shopkeeper obviously lost his previous smile, his face sank, but his tone was still polite: "This son, who has been doing business for so many years, has been welcoming people with a smile, but I really don't know what you mean." ”

The little boy always held a string of extremely high-quality sandalwood Buddhist beads in his hand, and a smile slanted on his lips: "What am I going to do, haven't I already said it?" ”

Then he paused heavily, and the Buddha bead in his hand was flattened faster: "I just want to ask you about the news of this Xiaoxiang Pavilion master." ”

The eyebrows were fierce, the smile on the shopkeeper's face had all been put away, and his tone was heavy: "The son is from the dark pavilion, how can he not know the relationship between my master and your pavilion master!" "The silver ticket that this boy took out just now is obviously a kind of circulation in the dark pavilion, and the shopkeeper's heart instantly counts.

This time, it was the turn of this little boy to look a little stunned, lowered his head and thought for a moment, but he didn't think of what the relationship was, he reached out and touched the back of his head, and secretly said in his heart, what is the situation......

The little boy was still stunned, but the shopkeeper glanced at it, and saw that his master's figure had walked out of it, and after a pause, he had already retreated to the side, and respectfully blessed his body.

The little boy still lowered his head, desperately looking for the memories in his mind, he has only been in Kyoto for three years, has there been a lot of things that he doesn't know?

He Xiao's eyes were dark, and his ink-colored figure had already sat down opposite the little boy, looking at the handsome man, inexplicably, there was a trace of anger in his heart.

He Xiao's figure did not attract his attention, the little boy still lowered his head, and the Buddha beads in his hand were getting faster and faster.

A light flashed in Hei Renli, and He Xiao's deep voice was already ringing: "I heard, you inquire about my news?" ”

Hearing this, the little boy raised his head, but only glanced at He Xiao lightly and lowered his head again: "Who inquired about you, I inquired about the news of the master of Xiaoxiang Pavilion." ”

He Xiao's brows did not move at all, his face was calm, but his heart was full of anger little by little.

It only stopped for half a moment, and the movement of the Buddha beads in the little boy's hand suddenly stopped, and finally found something wrong in his mind, and raised his head sharply and looked at the man in front of him: "You, it's ......"

"Unfortunately, exactly." As if knowing what he was going to say, He Xiao's voice fell again.

The pupils tightened suddenly, and the little boy's eyes were firmly fixed on He Xiao's face, the person in front of him was too familiar, but he couldn't remember when and where he had seen it.

The corners of He Xiao's mouth slightly hooked up a smile, this delicate son was something he had never seen before, I thought that Du Weiwei's secret pavilion was just looking for some ordinary people as a cover to find out the news, but I didn't expect that there would be such a character.

His brows furrowed deeply, and in a flash of light, the little boy reacted instantly, leaving the king, He Xiao! (To be continued.) )