Chapter Forty-Eight: Clearing the Portal
Cheng Han looked up at the dark rainy night, feeling the comfortable wetness falling on his face.
After a long time, he smiled and waited for his answer Qin Feng said, "You guess." β
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couldn't talk anymore, Qin Feng took the initiative to change the topic.
"Big brother, where are we going now?"
"Seven Heroes Town, find someone. β
"Looking for whom?"
"A showman. β
He was going to the Shangru Inn in advance to find out the rumors.
Hurrying overnight, Qin Feng yawned with dark circles under his eyes, and stood drowsy in front of the Shangru Inn.
"Shopkeeper, I have something to do with you. β
Hearing this, Lu Qinghou raised his head from the book.
His face was handsome and fair, wearing a plain green shirt, and his expression was a little silly.
"Okay. β
He nodded, sat down at the table in a proper manner, and poured his tea.
"You may be seated. β
Cheng Han's gaze fell on his face without leaving a trace, seeing him from beginning to end.
Qin Feng pushed Cheng Han with his elbow and whispered in his ear, "Big brother, I don't think he looks very smart." β
Cheng Han glanced at him, "At least he just looks, and you are really not smart." β
Qin Feng: "......"
He couldn't talk anymore, so he had better shut up.
Lu Qinghou waited for a while, told them not to move, and still asked politely: "Didn't the two of you find me something?"
"Well, I'll tell you your fortune. β
Cheng Han took over the conversation naturally, and Qin Feng on the side widened his eyes slightly.
I wanted to grab him by the collar and roar and ask what the hell was going to be!!
No wonder last night he suddenly said that Mo Xiaobao's life was not long, and occasionally he looked up at the vast night sky with a deep face, it turned out that he was watching the sky.
It's humbling to be around this kind of person.
Lu Qinghou was stunned for a moment when he heard this, then sighed and said with a wry smile, "If the two of you are charlatans, then I'm really sorry."
Xiao Sheng has no other savings except for this inn that is operated in debt every day. β
Cheng Han said briskly: "No charge." β
Lu Qinghou was a little moved, but he still hesitated: "Can you see it accurately?"
Cheng Han smiled slightly, his thin lips moved slightly, and his voice was low and mellow.
"Lu Qinghou, a declining nobleman, the grandson of the prefect of the former dynasty, a pedantic and thrifty scholar.
At the age of three, he could read a thousand words, at the age of five he memorized Tang poems, at the age of seven he was familiar with the Four Books and Five Classics, and at the age of eight he was proficient in poetry and songs, but he could not memorize multiplication formulas.
Later, due to repeated failures, his family was in the middle of the road, and the fifteen-year-old poor man couldn't even eat enough, and now he is still an old bachelor in povertyββ"
"Stop, stop, stop!" Lu Qinghou blushed and hurriedly interrupted Cheng Han's gentle words as if telling a story, "Zi once said, expose people without revealing shortcomings, hit people without slapping their faces, son, you are too much." β
"And all of this is well known, and I can be more convinced by it." β
Well, I'm going to spoil it later.
"Although you are full of wealth, you have no talent. lived a very frugal life, did not gamble, did not be greedy for cups, An An saved money in parts, and wanted to marry a good daughter-in-law, but unfortunately it was not as good as people wanted. β
Cheng Han paused, and suddenly said in an almost seductive voice: "Xiucai, don't you want to get rid of this fate? Don't you want to get rid of your single and marry Bai Fumei? Don't you want to have a group of friends who sincerely treat each other with life and death? Don't you want to live this life in an ordinary way? Don't you want to be chivalrous and become a generation of heroes and go to the pinnacle of life?"
"Think!" Lu Qinghou almost blurted out.
Cheng Hanru squinted his eyes and said with satisfaction: "One day later, a woman surnamed Tong from a famous man will pass by your inn, and she will be your nobleman." β
Qin Feng was dumbfounded when he heard this, and he stopped talking behind him.
Cheng Han ordered a cup of tea at Lu Xiucai's place, leaned on the chair leisurely and took a sip of the old tea, and glanced lazily.
"There's a fart. β
I thought that Qin Feng would ask him what the purpose of doing these things was, but unexpectedly, his eyes lit up.
Roll up your sleeves and spread out your palms, looking expectant.
"Big brother, you calculate for me, when will my noble person appear, I also want to marry Bai Fumei and go to the peak of life. β
......
Cheng Han looked at him like an idiot, and said speechlessly, "It's almost over." β
"Really?"
But you didn't even look at my palmistry!
Qin Feng lowered his face, and before he finished speaking, there was a festive sound of gongs, drums and firecrackers outside.
In an instant, his attention was immediately drawn to the past, "There is a happy event?"
Outside the inn, a huge funeral procession was moving slowly.
There is a lot of sadness, and paper money is sprinkled.
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Was he hallucinating?
Just as they were thinking, two young men came in from outside the house, wearing brand new white mourning clothes, and brought them candy with a smile on their faces.
"Shopkeeper, come, eat sugar. β
Take a closer look, it is the disciple of the Hengshan faction who scatters sugar.
Cheng Han silently turned his face away and went to the thatched house under the pretext.
Lu Qinghou was so frightened that he trembled and didn't dare to answer: "Zi once saidββ"
"Shut up!" The two Hengshan disciples immediately stopped him, and followed the temptation: "Our head is dead, don't mention these on this happy day today." β
Lv Xiucai: ......
Qin Feng: ......
The Hengshan disciple turned around and saw that there were still guests at the table, who were also friendly to the past.
"Brother eats sugar. β
Qin Feng flattened his mouth in disgust, can he refuse?
The disciple put the candy on the table and left, talking to his companion before leaving.
"I don't know what a good day it is today, but I just bumped into another funeral team.
It is said that the big boss of Heifeng Village burned to death in his own black shop last night, and Heifeng Village has decided to dissolve the cottage after his funeral, which can be regarded as a major trouble in addition to the people and the government. β
Qin Feng's expression of eating melons, which had nothing to do with himself, gradually solidified, and when it was over, he also had auditory hallucinations.
Cheng Han came back at some point, and appeared behind him like a ghost.
"How does it feel to be on Elysium? β
What about Lao Tzu's knife?
This group of rabbit cubs, he didn't go back all night, so he pondered about carving up the Black Wind Village!
Qin Feng's eyes were red with anger, and he slapped his murderous palm on the table.
Cheng Han pulled the chain at the right time and signaled him to keep a low profile.
Qin Feng's imposing face and a pair of Shang Cheng Han's eyes that did not smile, immediately coaxed.
"Big brother, when will you let me go, I'm in a hurry to go back and clean up the portal. β
Sooner than later, he'll be in the ground!
"Wait for the Dragon Gate Dart Bureau to send your little lady here, and you can go. β
Cheng Han said softly, looking very happy.
"Huh?" Qin Feng was dissatisfied, but he didn't dare to show it.
The little lady who only wronged him became a widow before she passed the door.
"I knew I had snatched someone......" he muttered quietly.
It's really a trick.
Lu Xiucai was terrified when he heard this, could it be that the person in front of him was a bandit from Heifeng Village?
He is eyeing himself and wants to rob me of the only Lu family property left?!
Thinking about it, I am very afraid, this inn can't stay for a long time, and I have to change hands quickly.