On the way back here, Xiaoying was not at peace for a moment, and it was also a shame that it was broad daylight, and most of the merchants in the Phantom City were closed, otherwise Xiaoying would have made trouble all the way, and they would not be tired and lie down, and they would not want to arrive here.

Completely different from the Necropolis and the Netherworld, the Phantom City and the Starry Sky are equally famous, both of which belong to modern and technologically advanced cities, and the president of the Yuanjiu Group, who was once famous for its profiteers, put forward a statement, which vividly illustrates the extreme model of the Seven Cities.

If you want to experience the time travel, don't always think about the fallacy on the storyteller, there is only one time-space outlier in the entire art world, so you expect that kind of one innumerable one, it is better to start from the Starry Sky Phantom Three Cities and go to Luoyan City, Netherworld City and Maple City, as for the Snowy Mystery City, it has always been a mystery, from the beginning to the present.

The dark eyes have been circling the cars on the street, there are a lot of cars coming and going, but there are very few people on foot, walking on the street like Xiaoying and Qianji, it is really abrupt, and it is no wonder that many people will laugh at them through the glass mirror.

Those people are smiling happily now, but Qianji is secretly worried about them, because they don't know that Xiaoying's gaze has been wandering just now, her memory is not good, but she never forgets the people she likes and hates, and when it was initially established, there were also people who laughed at Xiaoying, and most of those people who didn't have a cemetery now didn't end well.

Xiaoying, this girl, is not stingy, but she is particularly disgusted with other people's mockery, in comparison, if you ignore her, there will be no danger.

Inevitably, Phantom City became panicked because of Xiaoying's return, and Qianji covered Xiaoying's sight with his hands, and said helplessly: "Don't look at it, let's go home quickly." ”

didn't respond to him, Xiaoying quietly let his hand cover his eyes, and his heart jumped inexplicably, such a Xiaoying made Qianji unable to see through, but his intuition told him that she was angry.

"Xiaoying, I ......"

"Go back, hurry."

Qianji wanted to explain, but Xiaoying didn't give him this chance.

Sighing in his heart, Qianji took the hand that covered her eyes, and then formed a decisive seal with one hand, and when the Bagua Array showed a clear shape under his feet, they were already at the door of the teahouse.

The sound insulation of the antique building is not good, and the sound of people inside is full of people, and the sound of startling wood can be heard from time to time.

The annoyance just now was attracted by these voices, Xiaoying turned her dark eyes, skillfully got out of Qianji's arms, and without waiting for Qianji to greet her, she rushed directly into the teahouse.

Before entering the teahouse, the melodious sound of the piano was high and low, and I didn't know what kind of music the pianist in the corner was playing, in short, none of the tea guests present listened seriously, everyone laughed and discussed their own affairs, and the rough man who didn't know was still slapping the table, ruining the atmosphere of the audience.

didn't have the kindness to care about this idle matter, Xiaoying's eyes went directly to the storytelling table in another corner, the old man dressed in scholar's clothes on the stage was telling the new story in a colorful voice, and there were a few tea customers under the stage, eating snacks, talking about the authenticity of the story in a low voice.

Xiaoying was just about to walk towards that place, when a beautiful woman wearing a cheongsam suddenly appeared in front of her, her sweet smile was a little fake, but she didn't have the temperament of this beauty, I saw her open her mouth and ask softly: "Excuse me, guest, do you choose this life or the previous life?" ”

Life? Past? What a thing!

Xiaoying's mind was full of doubts, although she remembered those things with Mo Xiao in white clothes and Qianji, but she really didn't think of anything about the operation here.

But Xiaoying didn't get angry, this beautiful woman who blocked her way, her voice was really good, but compared to Feng Ye, it was still a big gap.

"In this world." After thinking about it, Xiaoying gave a not sure answer.

In her previous life, that is, in her life, everything she experienced was completely forgotten, so why should she cling to her previous life.

Seeing that she confirmed the answer, the cheongsam beauty took her to the storyteller, when she came in just now, she was interested in the storyteller, and she had already fallen in the eyes of this cheongsam beauty, and now she can naturally take Xiaoying to find the most satisfactory position.

After placing Xiaoying to sit down, another cheongsam beauty appeared opposite Xiaoying, this one did not open her mouth to greet guests, and even kept her eyes on the tea tray on the table.

Not interested in observing these beauties one after another, Xiaoying's eyes locked on the storyteller on the storyteller, and before she could begin to explore what the story was this time, a tea recipe appeared in front of her.

"This guest, please order tea first."

"Tea?" By the way, although she is now home, these employees obviously don't know her, just think she is an ordinary guest, and she should indeed order tea.

Glancing at the tea recipe, Xiaoying clicked it casually, her mind was on the storyteller, and naturally she would not notice the strange gazes of the two cheongsam beauties.

When Qianji adjusted his state and came in, two cheongsam beauties were standing at the small film table and whispering.

Walking to the table silently, Qianji reached out and patted one of the beauties on the shoulder and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

"Thousand ...... A Thousand Machines Childe! Hearing the inquiry, the two beauties turned back in surprise, and when they saw the backs that they often watched from afar, they believed that they were actually dreaming.

If you want to work here, you not only need to have real talent, but also need to have a skill that others can't match, although the requirements for entering this room are very high, but the remuneration given here is definitely unthinkable anywhere else, so everyone respects the owner of this room.

The employees here know that there are three floors here, the first and second floors are open, and the third floor is the housing of the master and the small master.

Waiting impatiently, Qianji frowned, he didn't like others to stare like this, even if the other party was a beauty, he was uncomfortable.

Seeing his displeasure, the cheongsam beauty who was the receptionist instinctively came back to her senses, and opened the tea recipe to Qianji, pointed to the tea that Xiaoying ordered at random just now, and said distressedly: "This guest wants to drink the signature tea in the museum, but he ...... three years ago"

"Don't care, if she wants to drink, bring it to her." Before she could finish speaking, Qianji commanded.

"But ......," the beauty hesitated.

Usually Qianji will not care about this kind of thing, even if there is a big dispute, it is also solved by Mo Xiao in white clothes, not to mention, the signature tea "here" in the teahouse, was invented by the young master and Mo Xiao in white at the beginning of the establishment of the teahouse, and the only thing that can produce this kind of tea is the three tea trees that grow in the teahouse, although this kind of tea is written on the tea recipe, but after the disappearance of the young master three years ago, Mo Xiao in white issued an order, except for the seven little masters and three masters, no one sells this kind of tea.

"No, but, if you're embarrassed, go and ask Bai Yimo to come over with a smile, and say I'm back, someone wants to drink this tea."

"Yes." Not daring to disobey any longer, the cheongsam beauty immediately walked towards the attic after receiving the order.

They had only walked a few steps before they heard Qian Ji behind them add an order: "Just ask the kitchen to make a few delicate snacks." ”

"Yes." Nodding in a panic, after greeting colleagues who were also entertainers in the attic, the two cheongsam beauties immediately came to the kitchen.

But here, they are not in a hurry to ask the chef to make snacks, but stay outside the kitchen to talk.

"That girl was really lucky just now, and she was lucky enough to have a thousand machines to help her speak."

"Yes, Mr. Qianji has never interfered in this kind of thing, and that girl should be someone that Mr. Qianji knows."

"It can only be like this, but what does she have to do with the son of a thousand machines? If it's a couple, I'm afraid Sister Yuluo will be angry. ”

"You can rest assured that these seven cities can make Qianji Gongzi look at it, so far there is only one young master, but Qianji Gongzi has been losing his temper these days, Yuluo Qinshi has been losing his temper, you go and tell her the news of Qianji Gongzi's return now, I will inform the chef."

"Okay." Nodding, the two beauties parted ways and arrived at their respective destinations in a while.

As for Qianji, he was already seated opposite Xiaoying at the moment, and after glancing at the old man on the storyteller, he told Xiaoying a little tiredly: "There has been no exclusive story on the storyteller here for a long time. ”

Hearing this, her dark eyes flashed, but the owner of her eyes did not give any answer, as if she had not heard what he had just said.

Knowing that Xiaoying didn't want to talk about this issue, Qianji sighed lightly, his dark eyes fell on the storyteller, listening to the storyteller's yin and yang strange voice, his eyelids became more and more heavy, and he was sure that Xiaoying would not be in danger here, so Qianji put his fist against his chin and closed his eyes.

Soon after, after the story on the stage was finished, the guests at the tables near the storytelling table rushed to shout at the old man to say another one, although Xiaoying didn't shout with them, but she really wanted the old man to tell another one.

In the sea of fog, everything that happens around will become a story in the mouth of others, and in the cemetery, because there is no storyteller, sitting in the audience like this and listening to people tell stories is a new thing for Xiaoying now.

It's always easy to be curious about new things, not to mention that Xiaoying is still a person who likes to listen to stories.

Due to everyone's request, the director of the first floor had to announce that the old man would tell another story, which happened to be a real event that happened outside the city recently, and her intuition told Xiaoying that the protagonist of this story was her, so she was even more curious.

It was only when she was ready to listen to the story carefully, and the original noisy surroundings suddenly became very quiet, and everyone's eyes looked in the opposite direction of the storyteller.

Looking at everyone's eyes suspiciously, the woman who originally played the qin lowered her head and retreated to the side, while the other woman holding the guqin held her head high and sat in the exclusive position of the violinist.

She was wearing an ancient costume, with budding roses embroidered on her light-colored Luo skirt, and a tassel shawl on her shoulders draped casually, which made Xiaoying feel strange that this was a good ancient costume, and there was only a layer of tulle on her chest, as long as the man was not blind, he could feast his eyes.

What's more, under the decoration of this suit of clothes and jewelry rouge, this luthier not only has a good figure, but even his appearance is also first-class.