Ye Qingyu suddenly realized that the last time he came, the boss was obviously a kind big fat man, and it was only more than two months since now, how could he have been replaced?

But when I think about it, business changes are normal, not to mention the current panic in the world, and the situation is also earth-shaking, and it is not a strange thing for this change.

Ye Qingyu sat quietly in his seat, looking at the people inside and outside the inn, thoughtfully.

When no one was paying attention, Ye Qingyu quietly woke up Xiao Jiu, the dumb dog who was napping, and whispered a few words in his ear.

Xiao Jiu turned into a stream of light that no one noticed and disappeared into the inn.

Time passes.

Accidentally raised his head, and a pair of Mai singing father and daughter on the opposite side attracted Ye Qingyu's attention.

The white-haired messy father looked like a vicissitudes of life, sitting quietly on the bench, a pair of brown eyes sunken in the eye sockets, an empty trouser tube was tied in a knot at will, empty hanging on the ground, the most striking thing is his fingers, ten fingers slender, fingers like green onions, nails like white jade, but not at all like the ordinary old man fingers of the thin and wrinkled yellow, he is holding a shiny mahogany erhu in his arms, the cylinder surface is a clear color, uniform scales python skin, the piano rod is smooth and flat, is the best mahogany whole root.

This erhu looks very old, and it should have been passed down from ancestors.

Jianghu artists regard their musical instruments as their lives.

But now the erhu in my father's hand has broken a string, and after a few plucks, the tune is no longer as complete and melodious as it used to be.

In Daddy's arms, there was a little girl who looked to be only twelve or thirteen years old.

The little girl's face was plastered with pot ash, dirty, slightly dry waist-length hair slightly tied behind her head, a few strands of hair scattered on her shoulders, the flaxen-colored cloth skirt was now stained with mud and dust, and she held a palm-sized four-cornered hanging sachet with an apricot blossom pattern in her arms. This sachet seems to be something she cherishes very much, no matter how dirty it is on her face, hands, and clothes, the sachet is still as clean as new.

The little girl sniffed it lightly from time to time, and a sweet smile appeared on her face, as if she could still smell the faint fragrance of apricot blossoms faintly coming from the sachet.

Perhaps because the temperature was too cold, the little girl shrunk in her father's arms like a kitten, emaciated and haggard, with shabby clothes, a pair of big eyes and black eyes empty and blank, as if looking at the unknown space in the void, and her delicate and gentle voice hummed an unknown song like a mosquito and a fly.

"She's a blind girl......"

Ye Qingyu poured himself another cup of tea, and explained to himself while blowing the hot air of the tea soup.

Hu Bugui on the side withdrew his slightly puzzled gaze, and also picked up the teacup, just holding his hand in the air, as if thinking about something.

The father and daughter Ye Qingyu had met, when he and the old fish spirit first arrived in Streamer City, they passed by the door of the store.

The old fish spirit heard the sound of the little girl singing, and had to pull Ye Qingyu in to listen to the music and eat.

So Ye Qingyu has an impression of this father and daughter.

At that time, the city was full of people, and the inn business was booming, so the business of the father and daughter was not bad. Especially this little girl, who is lovely and delicate, can often make the guests laugh by saying two words of childish words after singing.

Now that the war has changed dramatically, people are panicking, no one comes to listen to the music, and the father and daughter just rely on each other and sit in the corner.

And looking at their appearance, it is obvious that they have no money to eat, and they sit there in a daze, miserable and pitiful.

The sad and desolate appearance made Ye Qingyu unbearable.

"Little Er, come here. ”

Ye Qingyu beckoned slightly.

"Here, guest officer, what do you need?"

The young Xiao Er was wiping the table the side, and when he heard the voice, he immediately ran over with a smile on his face.

Ye Qingyu flipped his fingers, took out a thick piece of clothing, handed it to the shopkeeper, ordered two bowls of noodles, and ordered the second to send it over.

Xiao Er nodded again and again, trotted over the clothes, and then ran back to the back kitchen, and after a while brought out two large bowls of hot noodles.

After serving the noodles to the father and daughter in the store, he pointed to Ye Qingyu and Hu Bugui again, and then returned to the back kitchen.

The singing father held his face, nodded to Ye Qingyu's side again and again, and after thanking him very much, he sat on the edge of the table and devoured his head to eat.

window.

"It's snowing!"

The guest sitting under the eaves of the window suddenly whispered.

Everyone looked out the window.

In the sky, snowflakes rose again.

The drifting snow that could often be seen in the Heavenly Desolate Realm actually made Ye Qingyu feel a chill in his heart at this time.

"Streamer City has been like spring all year round for thousands of years, and flowers bloom often, but now the seasonal climate is completely disordered......" Hu Bugui let out a faint and unpleasant sigh.

"I don't know how many people will freeze to death in this heavy snow......" someone in the inn suddenly sighed.

At present, the people sitting scattered in the inn are not like the eunuchs and nobles, but like the people who have been trapped and can only protect themselves.

"Yes, in the past, it was beautiful and lively, but now it has become a bitter cold dilemma, and I can't go back to ...... home."

"Now that the situation in the city has changed greatly, I don't know how many people have been displaced, and you and I can still have a tile to cover our heads, which is already good......"

"Yes, I don't know how many frozen bones will freeze to death on the streets tomorrow morning after today's heavy snowfall......"

"Hey......"

There was a sigh of sighing.

It's getting late.

The snow that has been drifting since noon has been getting bigger and bigger.

In the evening, the road was already covered with a thin blanket of snow, but this quilt was mixed with dots of red blood, which looked particularly dazzling.

Suddenly, there was a sound of neat footsteps outside.

The sudden sound alarmed the guests who had been silent with their own thoughts.

Everyone looked in the direction of the store.

But I saw a team of heavily armored Demon Spider Clan soldiers coming from a distance, and stopped at the door of the passenger station, with strict discipline and cold swords, like a black torrent, it spread out quickly in an instant, and soon surrounded the entire inn.

Boom!

The door to the inn was kicked open, and sawdust flew and shattered.

A Demon Spider Clan captain broke into the door with dozens of fierce and vicious Demon Spider Clan warriors.

There was a tense atmosphere in the inn.

Everyone is at risk.

Ye Qingyu lowered his head slightly, avoiding attracting attention, but Yu Guang still observed this group of Demon Spider Clan warriors clearly.

The captain of the Demon Spider Clan led by him was dressed in black armor, with a thin layer of black fluff on his face, his eyes glowed with bright red, and a raised scar from his cheek was like a watershed in a dense forest, his strength was about in the Ascending Heaven Realm, and there were two red-veined giant spiders on his shoulders, which should be his war pets or something.

Beside him, the six Demon Spider Clan warriors were also very strong, covered in black armor, with long knives hanging from their waists, their faces were extremely terrifying, and their breaths were solemn, like six killing machines.

In addition to this, there was also a Terran warrior who nodded and bowed, and followed aside.

"Where's the man, boss, get out of here, Lord Lieutenant has something important to announce. The Terran warrior flaunted his might, glanced at the people in the inn, and shouted loudly.

"Come on, I don't know what the masters have to order?" The young boss who was standing at the counter before lifted the curtain from behind the counter and walked out, neither humble nor arrogant, slightly owed, and the wolf pen with three fingers and width in his hand was still held obliquely in his hand.

"You're the owner of this inn?" the Terran warrior looked up and down.

"I am. The young boss smiled.

"Very good, you listen to me, the Lord of the Heaven Swallowing God ordered that tomorrow morning, on the ruins of the City Lord's Mansion, the last group of Terran criminals will be executed, you cheap slaves, one by one, you must go to the ruins of the City Lord's Mansion to watch the execution, whoever dares to disobey the military order will be killed. The Terran warrior said proudly, "Got it?"

The young boss nodded: "Go, I will definitely go, no matter what happens, I will definitely go." ”

The Terran warrior nodded in satisfaction.

As soon as he turned around, when he looked at the captain of the Demon Spider Clan, the arrogant expression on his face immediately turned into flattery, and he nodded and said, "My lord, the notification has been completed, look ......?"

The captain of the Demon Spider Clan's face was as gloomy as ice, and he looked at everyone in the inn as if he was looking at a dead corpse, and he didn't say a word, turned around and left.

Everyone in the inn secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

But—

Wow!

After taking a few steps, the Captain of the Demon Spider Clan suddenly turned around.

He stretched out his long fingers covered with black fluff, the tips of which were as thin and long as spider tentacles, as if he was counting the number of people, and pointed to the guests present one by one, and then said in a creepy voice like rusty metal rubbing against each other, word by word: "You untouchables, if anyone dares not to go, they will be regarded as rebels and will be punished together!

"This is natural, the Heaven Swallowing General is invincible and invincible, and it has always been the wish of us ordinary people to see his majestic posture with our own eyes. The gentle and touching proprietress slowly came out of the back kitchen, and she smiled slightly, as if she had done what she liked.

It wasn't until the group of demon spider sergeants left that the atmosphere in the inn relaxed.

Ye Qingyu and Hu Bugui glanced at each other.

Tomorrow you want to kill the last Terran resistance martyrs on the ruins of the City Lord's Mansion?

The leader of the Spider Clan will also appear?

This is a good opportunity, just in time to save people, and it can also take the head of the Demon Spider Clan Legion, the best of both worlds.

A moment later.

The atmosphere in the inn was a little lively, and someone whispered about it.

"The captain of the Demon Spider Clan just now, called the Red Devil, in the original siege battle, the city lord led the forbidden army in the city and the servants to resist desperately, and finally died in battle, it was this Red Devil Captain who was the first to enter the city lord's house, and killed the city lord's family of more than 300 people, none of them were left, and all of them were killed. ”

"yes, the tragic situation at that time...... It's hard to think. ”

"In fact, the Heaven Swallowing Demon General, even more terrifying, I heard that he is the commander of the army stationed in the Demon Lord of Flowing Light City, extremely brutal, he likes to eat human flesh the most, and the Terran sergeant who was captured that day, but anyone who has a little Yuan Li cultivation is all barbecued and cooked by him, and slaughtered it like killing animals, after entering the City Lord's Mansion, he thought that the City Lord's bed was too hard, and directly peeled the maids and maids in the City Lord's Mansion, as well as the three young daughters and two young sons of the City Lord, and used them to spread on the bed to make sheets......"

"It's a loss of conscience. ”

"Shhh ”

The discussion was quiet.

Ye Qingyu and Hu Bugui have been listening attentively to these conversations.

Although the two of them looked calm on the surface, the anger surging in their hearts was already like a monstrous wave.

Click!

Hu Bugui was really angry, and with a heavy force in his hand, the tea cup was directly cracked, and the tea seeped out from the wall of the torn cup.

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