"Boss, are all the customers in the store gone?"

Fang Qian, who had cleaned up, happened to meet the innkeeper who was walking up the stairs when she walked down, so she asked with some curiosity.

The innkeeper is a balding middle-aged man with quite a few black moles on his face.

"Huh?"

Hearing Fang Qian's inquiry, the innkeeper, who was burying his head down the stairs, trembled suddenly, as if he was frightened.

When he looked up and saw Fang Qian carrying a travel bag, her right hand unconsciously grasped the handrail beside her, and her bloodshot pupils shrank suddenly.

However, these strange performances, he quickly controlled, and did not let Fang Qian notice the abnormality.

After stabilizing his mood, the innkeeper said with a smile: "The people I live here have to make noise until midnight at night, and they are probably still sleeping!" ”

"Oh!"

Fang Qian said in her heart, it turned out to be like this.

But when I went to bed at night, I didn't hear any movement, could it be that I slept too hard?

It's better not to mess around with this kind of thing as sleeping too hard, lest you meet bad people and steal my things while I'm sleeping!

The first few times she was sleeping, she had lost a lot of things.

Fang Qian didn't know the innkeeper well, so she just asked curiously, and after asking, she smiled and prepared to leave.

"Girl, you haven't eaten yet, have you?"

Seeing that Fang Qian was leaving, the innkeeper suddenly stretched out his hand to stop him and asked enthusiastically.

"Ugh! I'm going to eat out! Fang Qian was frightened by the innkeeper's enthusiasm and took a step back, and then said in a heartfelt manner.

Now she is a girl, alone outside, and she is a little more comfortable in everything.

When you meet a stranger who is too enthusiastic, you have to be doubly hearted!

This is what Fang Qian saw on the Internet, a website for travelers.

As if he didn't see Fang Qian's vigilance, the bald innkeeper heard that Fang Qian hadn't eaten yet, and continued to say enthusiastically.

"In our store, we offer free steamed buns and pickles in the morning, if you don't mind, you can go and eat it, right next to the counter."

"Steamed pickles? Oh! Oh! I see, thank you! ”

Listening to the first half of the sentence, Fang Qian's heart was instantly alert, a place with a accommodation fee of only twenty yuan also provided free breakfast, what kind of international jokes.

But as soon as she heard the steamed buns and pickles, she was suspicious and went to most of them.

In this kind of remote county, it is good to be able to eat two or three yuan per capita at most, but it is very likely to provide it.

After the innkeeper finished, he hurriedly went upstairs, which made Fang Qian feel a lot more relieved.

This man shouldn't be a bad person!

After making a label for the innkeeper in her heart, Fang Qian ran down the stairs quickly.

She was afraid that she would be late and the steamed buns would be eaten.

"It's fine! OK! ”

After going downstairs, seeing a basket of steamed buns and a pot of pickles on the side of the counter, Fang Qian was secretly glad in her heart.

"Luckily, the guests at this hotel all wake up late, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to eat."

It's close to 10 a.m., and it's already past breakfast time.

Fang Qian, who didn't feel like a trap, walked to the basket and took two steamed buns in one hand.

Then she looked around and saw that there was no one around, so she secretly took a few more, packed them in the plastic bag she had brought, and stuffed them into her backpack.

After putting the backpack away, Fang Qian broke the steamed bun in her hand and used chopsticks to put some pickles in it.

Fang Qian, who originally wanted to take the steamed buns and walk while eating, found that there was a large bucket of rice porridge on the other side of the counter, so she couldn't walk a little.

"Let's finish drinking and go! I only have a few dozen dollars on me, and I can't waste it on buying water anymore! ”

More than ten minutes later, Fang Qian, who was full of food and drink, walked out of the hotel, took out her mobile phone to confirm the direction, and walked away.

At this moment, two shadows flashed from the corner of the hotel, chasing in the direction that Fang Qian had left.

In the hotel

The bald innkeeper was kneeling at the door of the room where Fang Qian had stayed, trembling all over.

in the room

Dressed in an ordinary tracksuit, Zhongli, with a pale face, was sitting on the bed, playing with a pitch-black dagger in his hand.

Next to Zhongli stood a plump beauty wearing a leotard and carrying a long sword.

The face of the sword beauty is painted with a rich and somewhat excessive makeup, like the red lips that have drunk blood are slightly upturned, with a hint of formal smile.

The eyes of the two Rao all fell on the innkeeper at this time.

"It's out of a safe distance!"

The beautiful woman with the sword on her back, as if sensing something, said softly not long after Fang Qian left the hotel.

"Then we'll get rid of these people and catch up."

Hearing the words of the sword beauty, Zhongli stood up and said calmly.

Before the beautiful woman with the sword on her back could reply, the innkeeper who was kneeling on the ground seemed to hear the meaning of Zhongli's words.

As soon as Zhongli's words fell, the innkeeper pleaded loudly: "Two adults, I really didn't mean to! I don't know who that girl is! Otherwise, give me a hundred dares, and I won't dare to do it! ”

"Please spare me, I won't dare anymore!"

The innkeeper had a handful of snot and tears, and his whole body was trembling, looking like a dog helpless under the snow and ice in winter.

"Hey, hey!"

The sword-backed beauty let out a strange chuckle.

"It's only you, let that adult touch! But for your sake in preparing food, I won't make you too miserable! ”

Before the words fell, the figure of the beautiful woman with the sword on her back flashed, and she swept past the innkeeper.

The innkeeper, who was about to continue pleading, had a bald head that was almost bald from his body, and rolled down with a thud.

Poof!

Blood gushed out.

"Rakshasa, you people of the Holy Court are so violent! There's blood everywhere! ”

Dodging the blood spraying water, Zhongli said with some disgust.

He felt that killing should be an art, coming silently, going silently, waving his sleeves, and taking away a life.

And Rakshasa's method of slaughtering on the battlefield really made him uncomfortable.

"I'm just not happy with that!"

As if the Rakshasa had never drawn out his sword, he still carried it on his back.

"The three indiscriminate methods used by this kind of person are indeed disgusting!

However, if you make it like this, the people who will end up in the back will probably complain again! Zhongli smiled bitterly.

"There is a sign from the adult, who dares to have an opinion, as for the opinion in private......

Who cares about the opinion of ants! ”

Rakshasa doesn't care about the way.

As soon as she finished speaking, her figure flashed, and she disappeared.

"What about the people in the other rooms?" Zhongli hurriedly asked.

Although he had already started to cultivate the exercises, his strength was still a lot worse than that of the people of the Truth Holy Court.

Although Lu Yinxiang nominally asked him to lead the team, these people are basically not very obedient to discipline, after all, they are two organizations.

So sometimes, Zhongli had to fight for Rakshasa's opinion.

Rakshasa has the highest status among the three apostles.

"Over to you!" Rakshasa didn't know how to use it, and sent back an aftersound.

"Damn, let me finish again! How am I also the king of killers! Zhongli said unhappily.

"I will give the First Divine Envoy a reward for your deeds."

"Good! You may not be true to your word! ”

Zhongli immediately began to put the finishing touches on it with joy.