"Why do you think of me like that?" Ling Motang's peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, with some light pink around his eyes, the corners of his lips hooked, and two tempting pear vortices were suddenly revealed, Yu Wanyin coughed dryly, looked away from Ling Motang's face, and picked up the token engraved with the word "hundred bones" from the iron box. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Ling Motang smiled coldly: "It's better not to take this token with you, if someone sees it, you will get into trouble sooner or later." ”

"I, Yu Wanyin, have never been afraid of trouble." Yu Wanyin clenched the token in her hand, her eyes were firm and confident: "This is a clue to find out the real murderer." ”

"I've said it......" Ling Motang's breathing became heavier, and the peach blossom eyes stared at Yu Wanyin without blinking: "This is my Jiuli business, it has nothing to do with you." She snatched the token from Yu Wanyin's hand again, withdrew it into the iron box, and locked the iron box with a "bang".

Yu Wanyin looked at Ling Motang in disbelief, and said angrily for a long time: "You forgot what your grandfather said, he said that we should depend on each other, what do you mean by this, you want to exclude me?" ”

The atmosphere in the guest room began to become tense, Ling Motang frowned, and his face was rare and solemn: "Yes." After answering lightly, he pretended to be very relaxed and said with a smile: "Grandpa only said that he depended on each other for his life, and never said that you were from my Jiuli clan, nor did he say that we should take revenge, let alone let you find out the real murderer, right?" ”

"You!" In terms of bickering, Yu Wanyin is not Ling Motang's opponent, and Yu Wanyin didn't know how to refute it after Ling Motang said a few words, which made Yu Wanyin a little angry, and simply broke the jar and yelled at Ling Motang: "Okay, Ling Motang, you don't treat me as your own person at all." ”

Ling Motang turned her back to Yu Wanyin, didn't look at the resentment on the other party's face, the smile on her face was bitter when she gritted her teeth, but her tone was frivolous and disdainful: "Yes, if it's not my race, its heart will be different." ”

This was very hurtful, but Ling Motang still said it.

Ling Motang doesn't want Yu Wanyin to be involved in the Jiuli incident, if she says to bear it, she should bear it alone, from beginning to end Yu Wanyin is just a guest of Jiuli, Ling Motang doesn't want to see the only relative around her die because of Jiuli, in danger, for Ling Motang, the current Yu Wanyin is her only relative, she can't see Yu Wanyin in any danger.

"Ling Motang, you bastard." Yu Wanyin gritted her teeth and didn't look like the usual cold arrogance to people, her eyes were a little hot: "If you want to part ways with me, you can say it directly." ”

The room fell into a deathly silence again, Ling Motang sighed first, and was just about to say something, but her stomach screamed uncontrollably, which was definitely a bump for Ling Motang, who was quite imposing in the field of quarrels, she coughed dryly and softened her tone: "I'm hungry, give me silver, I want to eat." ”

Yu Wanyin still had a straight face, and threw a string of copper plates from her arms on the table, Ling Motang's eyes were straight, and he took the string of copper plates and asked: "Do you still have a conscience, you took so much silver yesterday, and you gave me the copper plates?" "You can't block her economy just because of a fight, right?

"Didn't I tell you that I had all the money to help the poor people in the city, and you agreed at that time." Yu Wanyin didn't have a good airway, and sat down on the chair, Ling Motang jumped up directly from the chair, and jumped like thunder: "Yu Wanyin, you were sent by God to torture me, when did I agree?" ”

"You help the poor people, and you didn't expect that I would be poor and white?" Ling Motang took a big breath, thinking that the white flowers and silver were all gone overnight, she felt heartbroken and painful.

Yu Wanyin saw Ling Motang jumping and snorted coldly, but calmly wiped the long sword in her hand, Ling Motang circled around the table, if it weren't for the cold light of the long sword in Yu Wanyin's hand, she would have punched Yu Wanyin's face with a good posture.

"Break up, break up!" Ling Motang held his head in both hands, his good-looking flat eyebrows condensed into the figure "eight", and pointed at Yu Wanyin and shouted: "Parting ways as soon as possible, this day can't be passed." ”

Yu Wanyin continued to wipe the long sword silently, the appearance of bowing her head, people who didn't know thought that Ling Motang had bullied Yu Wanyin.

In the face of such a quiet Yu Wanyin, Ling Motang was completely discouraged, pulled out a chair and sat opposite Yu Wanyin, with a sneer and some hope: "Then there are still some left, won't it be just like that?" ”

Yu Wanyin: "That's all. "Concise and unpretentious.

"How is that possible?" Ling Motang's laughter was a bit like crying, and he directly touched Yu Wanyin's chest, Yu Wanyin moved quickly and got up directly, turned around lightly, and Ling Motang pounced.

"But I have already agreed with the shopkeeper of the inn that in the future, the inn will have three meals and one soup, with meat. If you are hungry, you can now go down and eat hot food, and pay for the money. Yu Wanyin put the long sword into the sheath and put away the white handkerchief that wiped the long sword.

Ling Motang smiled happily, rubbed his stomach and smiled at Yu Wanyin: "Then, don't think about parting ways for the time being." Pushing the door away, Yu Wanyin hung up the long sword, smiled at Ling Motang's back as he hurriedly went downstairs, and scolded lightly: "It's a dog's face, and if you say it, you will change." "I just looked angry, and now I smile brighter than anyone else.

Ling Motang walked out of the guest room with a smile, and when she walked out of the inn, there was no smile on her face, and she sighed: I still can't be ruthless.

Thinking that as long as Yu Wanyin was gone, Yu Wanyin would no longer be in the same danger as her, but she still couldn't bear it, the appearance of the other party's red eyes seemed to Ling Motang like a thorn in her heart, and it hurt to look at it.

What the hell is going to be?

The night wind carried the fragrance of osmanthus flowers, Ling Motang asked the shopkeeper for a pot of wine, and drank it cup after cup, wanting to make the clear brain blur, but this wine was more and more energetic, and her thinking was becoming clearer and clearer, she could reproduce almost every scene on the day of the extermination of the Jiuli clan, not the slightest difference, and even the mellow wine in front of her was replaced by the smell of blood that day.

Actually, I don't have to bear Jiuli's blood feud, right? Ling Motang asked himself.

After all, Ling Motang is not a person of this era at all, but when he woke up, everything around him changed, and the modern traffic and high-rise buildings have all turned into flat and low adobe houses and beautiful mountains and rivers.

The most incredible thing is that Ling Motang, who is obviously 23 years old, has actually become a baby who has just landed, with modern thinking, she has lived in Jiuli for 18 years in a new identity, until Jiuli was bloodbathed overnight.

In her previous life, Ling Motang despised "family affection and commitment" the most, and she was also unwilling to die because of these four words, but she didn't expect that Ling Motang, who thought that she would no longer believe in family commitments, was still moved by the warmth among the villagers of Jiuli, and wholeheartedly accepted her identity and time and space.

It's just that I didn't expect that after changing time and space, she would still be an unfortunate person after all.