Nangong Ruochen, who doesn't eat sweets, actually ate several pieces of crispy today for the first time, and a mouthful of crisp was fed by Zheng Qingyue. And Nangong Ruochen himself also thinks that sweets are good for the first time, and it can only be said that the power of love is too great.

Zheng Qingyue ate the last half of the crisp in one bite, but it was originally a piece, but in the process of sending it to his mouth, someone bit it halfway and it became half a piece.

took a slow sip of tea and looked at Nangong Ruochen on the side.

"Full?"

"Hmm," Zheng Qingyue nodded contentedly

"Okay, when we're full, then it's time for us to work."

Nangong Ruochen frowned, and suddenly picked up Zheng Qingyue and flew to the second floor, and almost at the same time, the table where Zheng Qingyue and Nangong Ruochen were just now instantly turned into crumbs.

The door of the teahouse was closed, and everyone in the teahouse approached Zheng Qingyue and Nangong Ruochen, each holding the weapon on their hands.

It's just strange that they're all expressionless and star-blank, like unmindless robots whose only consciousness is to approach their target.

Obviously, their target is Zheng Qingyue and Nangong Ruochen, get close to the target and kill the target.

"They seem to be under control" Zheng Qingyue was held in Nangong Ruochen's arms, looking at the people who were pressing towards them.

"Well, they're controlled and unconscious. But they're ordinary people, they're just young and strong, and you see the one over there in gray clothes is the one who strikes iron in the town. The one next to him was a dart deliverer, and they were all led to this place by people with a heart to be used. ”

Nangong Ruochen took Zheng Qingyue to the slightly wider dean.

"These people are useless, the people behind them should be trying to use them to achieve the purpose of delaying time, you see that the shopkeeper just now is gone. I should have run to ventilate and report the news, and I'm here to lead these people to you to take a look inside. ”

Zheng Qingyue looked at the expressionless people in front of him who were desperately coming to his side, and wanted to act separately from Nangong Ruochen.

Nangong Ruochen's cold eyes narrowed slightly, "Protect yourself, I'll come back when I go." Before leaving, he glanced at those who had lost consciousness again, and made sure that Zheng Qingyue could deal with it before leaving.

Zheng Qingyue frowned at the person in front of her, flew onto the eaves in the courtyard, sat on top of it, took out the flute on his waist, and put it between his lips and blew it lightly.

Zheng Qingyue wanted to try to see if his "Peach Blossom Ballad" was useful to the people below, and a fresh and delicate flute sound like a yellow warbler out of the valley sounded.

To the eaves, the sound of the flute is clear and ethereal, straight into the heart and lungs, making people feel that their souls have been cleansed, and the filth is completely removed from the inside out.

Gradually, the people below who had been killing Zheng Qingyue one after another, their expressions and consciousness slowly recovered, and they stopped their movements.

"What's wrong with me, wasn't I in the kitchen preparing to bring someone a new pot of tea? Why did I walk here with a kitchen knife used by Master Hu? The shopkeeper, who was the first to wake up, looked at the kitchen knife in his hand in a daze.

The sound of the flute continued, and more and more people were awake in succession.

"Why am I here? Am I not supposed to be striking iron? Oops, I'm going to deliver a dart game today, so what's wrong with me here. "The blacksmith who strikes iron is impatient but also helpless.

"Oh my God, I'm so confused, why am I here! Today is the 60th birthday of our old man, and the birthday banquet in the evening is still being arranged, why did I come here. Tell me a minute, I'm going back........" An old man who looked like a butler woke up and hurriedly muttered and left.

"I also have an urgent matter, what's going on here, hurry up and let me have an emergency." More people are waking up one after another.

"I'm waiting at home where I came out to buy rice, I have to go."

......................

Those who came to their senses left in a hurry, and the sound of the flute continued until everyone was sober.

Because Zheng Qingyue's location was at a high place, and it was a lush banyan tree that covered Zheng Qingyue, the people below came to their senses and left quickly, so no one paid attention to this There are people here.

Zheng Qingyue put down the flute in his hand, gently stroked the flute and smiled on his face, he didn't expect that the "Peach Blossom Ballad" would really be useful and there would be another baby in the future.

Put away the flute, Zheng Qingyue was about to go down to the back yard to take a look, and he didn't know what happened to Nangong Ruochen.

Zheng Qingyue launched a signal flare, and when he made an appointment with them to act separately before going out, he found clues and released signal flares, so that he could quickly solve the case.

Now Zheng Qingyue was in a hurry to see the things in the back, so she simply looked at some corpses found in the teahouse, and the wounds on them were the same as those of the victims who had seen them.

She just let out the news, and hurriedly left to find Nangong Ruochen.