The moonlight was like water, Fang Bei sighed, and then looked at Ningxia: "Want to know?" ”

Ningxia nodded earnestly.

"I might regret it when I find out." Fang Bei continued.

Ningxia continued to nod.

Fang Bei laughed: "That's really funny." ”

"I've never tried the feeling of handing over a task directly to a task client."

The boy smiled, then he lowered his head and began to rub his face in front of Ningxia, only to see fine pieces of powder fall from between his fingers, and then tear off a tattered human skin mask.

Fang Bei took off the messy wig on his head, and the young man's face after pretending to be torn off was clean and delicate, with a smile that seemed to be absent, and the moonlight shone on Fang Bei's cheeks.

"Surprised, surprised?" Fang Bei looked at Ningxia and said.

The boy said earnestly, with a hint of banter.

Ning Xia nodded: "I didn't expect that we would live in an inn for so long." ”

"Okay, I've seen it all, and I'll just finish my mission, okay?" Fang Bei said.

"About the task of investigating the true face of the Miscellaneous."

"Now I've shown you my real face."

"Actually, if you think about it." Ningxia looked at Fang Bei: "No one has seen Gou Zazhong's appearance, maybe it's just you pretending to be Gou Zazhong?" ”

"Then I really won't be able to prove that I'm myself." Fang Bei shrugged and smiled.

Then he shook the bamboo flute in his hand and stroked his chest, bowed to Ningxia and Hei Wupingping: "Thank you in advance for your assistance tonight." ”

"I wish you all the best."

After Fang Bei bowed, he raised his head and smiled at Ningxia: "So." ”

The big boy's smile in the moonlight was bright and clear.

"See you tomorrow night."

Having said this, Fang Bei took a step back, and the whole person stepped on the air with one foot, and disappeared at the end of the eaves in an instant.

But the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground was not heard for a long time.

Ning Xia looked at the place where Fang Bei disappeared, and shook his head with a wry smile: "Really." ”

"Some of them are amazing."

"Speaking of which, I rubbed his head when we first met."

Ningxia recalled that when they first met, they were unscrupulous and flirtatious with Fang Bei.

Now that I think about it, it should be that the other party has always understood his identity, but he doesn't know anything about him.

"Let's go." Hei Wu said quietly.

"I'm finally convinced now."

"The thing he said he could have killed me."

"Maybe it's true."

……

……

It turns out that the red-sleeved courtyard is indeed in charge of food.

In other words, this group of courtyards for the best benefactors and Oiran night sheng song drunken gold fans is itself a small kitchen that is uninterrupted for twelve hours a day, and as long as you have money, you can meet all your extravagant or ordinary needs.

And Sheng Junqian is really rich, so rich that he is from Shanxi, but when he comes to Los Angeles, he can always have a courtyard for him to stay and enjoy.

And wanting to eat supper, of course, is not a luxury, but very ordinary.

So in less than half an hour, the cook of the red-sleeved courtyard passed over the dishes one after another, and filled the tables in the room, and they were all steaming, obviously freshly made.

I saw that there were sweet and sour soft fish baked noodles on the table, fried herring head and tail, fried purple crispy meat, peony swallow vegetables, grilled wide belly, Bianjing roast duck, fried eight pieces, green onion grilled mutton, eight plates of hard vegetables were placed on the table, and there were four staple foods around, namely Luocheng steamed dumplings, Bianjing soup dumplings, double hemp fire, scallion oil pancakes, and the soup was hot and sour mullet egg soup, raw rice balls.

For a while, the fragrance was fragrant and dazzling, which made Xue Ling, the cook of a small inn, instantly feel the pressure like a mountain.

Yes, she really can't cook any of these dishes on the table.

"It's really rich that can make ghosts grind." Xue Ling sighed.

Sheng Junqian smiled and said nothing, and reached out to grab the roast duck to eat, but Xue Ling reached out and beat it with chopsticks: "Wait." ”

"What are you waiting for!" Sheng Junqian opened his mouth to protest.

Sheng Junqian came down today, almost just drank some water, even if the martial arts are strong, but the martial arts are not to the point of Bigu, people are iron, rice is steel, and if you don't eat a meal, you will panic.

What's more, there is such a hearty delicacy in front of you.

"Look at me." After Xue Ling was sure that Sheng Junqian would not move his chopsticks again, he took the plate of scallion and lamb and put it on Shang Jiuge's sleepy face.

Just looking at that moment, Shang Jiuge opened his eyes: "It's so fragrant!" ”

Sheng Junqian was dumbfounded.

Shang Jiu Ge sat up directly from the bed, looking at the fiery red scallion fried mutton beside her, smelling the tempting fragrance it emitted, although her index finger was drooling greedily, but she didn't move her hand.

Instead, he looked around: "Where is this?" ”

"How did I end up here?"

"You're scaring us to death." Sheng Junqian said on the side: "Do you know that you suddenly fainted at that time. ”

"Really?" Shang Jiu Ge touched his head and recalled: "Well, it seems that there is such a thing. ”

Xue Ling, on the other hand, stared at Shang Jiuge: "How long have you not eaten?" ”

"How long?" Shang Jiu Ge thought sideways: "Well, since I was beaten at noon yesterday, I shouldn't have eaten it?" ”

"After all, I'm busy, and I'm in a hurry to make money."

"Look." Xue Ling was very helpless: "I haven't eaten for two days and one night." ”

"Didn't you sleep last night?" Xue Ling continued to ask.

"How do you know?" Shang Jiu Ge said in surprise: "I chased that tiger for half the night last night, and I had to carry the tiger to the city overnight to sell it, how could I have time to sleep?" ”

Xue Ling shrugged his shoulders and looked at Sheng Junqian: "Do you have any questions about her sudden fainting now?" ”

Sheng Junqian was also speechless when he heard it: "There is no doubt, thanks to her high martial arts, she can survive." ”

Shang Jiuge was very dissatisfied with the harmony between the two of them: "In short, I have slept enough now and am not so sleepy." ”

"But I'm hungry right now."

Saying this, Shang Jiu Ge looked at the whole table of sumptuous food in front of him, and asked very politely, "May I ask if I can eat?" ”

"But ......" Xue Ling only said a word, and saw Shang Jiuge instantly rush out of bed like an arrow from the string, and went straight to the table of food, so frightened that Xue Ling quickly dragged Shang Jiuge back.

"I have one more question to ask before eating."

Shang Jiu Ge Ma Li nodded: "You hurry up and ask." ”

"When you just fainted, I tried to inject true qi into your body." Xue Ling looked at Shang Jiuge: "But after those true qi entered your body, they immediately disappeared without a trace. ”

"I feel like the meridians all over your body are broken."

"How did you survive?"

"How did you cultivate martial arts to this point?"

"Well." Shang Jiu Ge tapped his head lightly.

"I don't know."

"Because that's what I was born to be."