The Ximenjia Cake Shop, located in the middle of the city, is still open, with two cake baskets in front of the door, as it was when Mishan left more than a month ago, one of which is a new cake that has just been baked and the other is an old cake that has been piled up haphazardly.

I can't see the peerless swordsman who is the owner of the shop, but from the still clean storefront, it can be seen that the boss of the shop, Ximen Fuxue, should be making cakes in the back as usual.

Some customers like the Simon's wife cake that has just been baked for a long time, and some like the wife cake that has become cool after a while.

Some old customers will directly throw the copper coins into the money jar next to them and take the cakes they need, and only new customers will specially summon the boss of Simon to ask the price like Mishan did before.

As a special snack in Beijing, Ximen's wife cake can basically be sold every time Ximen Fuxue finishes making a basket of cakes.

Then the new bread that has just been baked is placed in the place where the new bread belongs, and the new bread that was left before becomes the old bread.

Walking into the small shop, the lonely table was still there, and the four stools were smooth and translucent.

The kettle, which has been kept ajar all the time, makes a whirring sound next to it, but it seems that few customers will deliberately stop to eat wife cakes in the store.

As a customer who will stop, after sitting down, Yoneshan suddenly has the illusion that time in this shop has stopped.

Without waiting for Mishan to recover from this illusion, Ximen Fuxue, who sensed the arrival of Mishan and Baiji, opened the curtain and walked out.

Seeing that Boss Ximen wanted to smile on his face, Mi Shan hurriedly threw aside the illusion and said:

"Don't change the persona."

Knowing that Mi Shan would say this, Ximen Fuxue recovered his indifference that no one should enter, nodded and said:

"Coming back?"

After looking up at the weather outside the door, he asked Mishan in the tone of an old friend:

"Do you want to eat here at night?"

"......" Even if even the gods have seen it, the uncle-next-door attitude of Ximen Blowing Snow still makes Baiji a little broken.

Noticing that Baiji was uncomfortable, Mishan said to Baiji:

"You go next door and order a few dishes, or do you come as last time."

"Yes, Childe." Baiji immediately walked out as if she had been rescued.

Looking at Baiji's fleeing back, Mi Shan smiled, and then took out a small bag of tea from his jacket pocket as if he suddenly remembered and said to Ximen Fuxue:

"The big red robe of Wuyi Mountain, the most authentic one."

"Oh?" Simon Fuxue's too calm performance can't tell if he knows whether this tea is good or bad.

Especially the action of taking the tea leaves and throwing them all into the kettle, it can make some people who regard tea as their fate jump on the spot.

Of course, these people must have dared to do anything to Ximen Fuxue, who was so violent, and they didn't even have the choice to scold or even scold angrily.

There wasn't so much red tape, and the tea that was soon brewed appeared in front of Mishan and Boss Simon before Baiji returned.

After simply taking a sip, as if drinking cold white to quench his thirst, Ximen Fuxue glanced at Mishan and asked:

"Something's wrong?"

followed by a sip of the big red robe brewed by Ximen blowing snow, and found that he couldn't tell who soaked the better Mishan smash bar and smash his mouth and said:

"Hmm"

"Big deal?" As the intuition of a generation of sword gods, Ximen Fuxue sensed that Mishan did not return to the capital for no reason.

"Big, maybe bigger than you can imagine." Mi Shan didn't hide it and said.

Mishan's words made Ximen Fuxue fall into silence.

Baiji, who had just returned from ordering, noticed that the atmosphere in the store was not quite right, and quietly walked behind Mishan without saying a word and stood up straight.

After a long while, Simon Blowing Snow spoke:

"A few days ago, Lu Xiaofeng told me that there was a change on the front line, and he and the remaining Ouchi guards would go to Danzhou in the near future."

"Is it related to this?"

"This kind of thing that can be regarded as a military secret, Lu Xiaofeng will also tell you?" Mishan wondered.

“…… If I'm not wrong, he's giving an account of what happened. There was a subtle fluctuation in Simon's blowing snow's tone.

"What's the aftermath?" No wonder Simon Blowing Snow brought it up.

After all, Lu Xiaofeng is one of the few friends who is recognized by Ximen Chuixue.

One day, such a friend suddenly told himself a military secret that he should not tell others in theory.

Ximen Blowing Snow will definitely think more.

"Are you going to come along?" Mishan asked.

Regarding Mi Shan's question, Ximen Fuxue did not answer in words, but only nodded slightly.

"Oh? So Lu Xiaofeng hasn't moved yet? Mi Shan's response to Simon Blowing Snow was not very surprising.

For a peerless swordsman like Ximen Fuyuki, it is not too difficult to follow the army to the front line.

If you have the intention to hide, it is estimated that even Lu Xiaofeng is not about the same.

"I'll leave tomorrow," Simon Fuyuki said.

"Looks like I'm here at the right time." Mi Shan smiled, and then continued: "And as a Baolong clan, Lu Xiaofeng does know a lot of things. ”

"The Baolong clan?" Simon Fuxue repeated the name that Mishan had just mentioned.

In the rivers and lakes, the Baolong family has always been a topic of relish, and it is impossible for Ximen to blow snow without hearing of it.

Seeing Ximen's reaction to blowing snow, Mi Shan opened his mouth and said, "So, Lu Xiaofeng didn't tell you the secret of the Baolong clan, of course...... It's not that he's trying to hide it, it's that he really thinks of you as a friend. ”

"......" Ximen Fuxue fell silent again, and the few shopkeepers who walked in with all kinds of hot dishes only felt a cold air rising from the soles of their feet to the heavenly spirit cover.

After putting down the few dishes that Baiji ordered, he ran away as if he didn't even say the slogan that was required to advertise his own store.

Simon Blowing Snow, who was so cold and cooled down these dishes by the way, was silent for at least a quarter of an hour, and then mentioned an unexpected name:

"Ye Gucheng knows?"

"Oh, you can even think of him?" Mi Shan's expression was unexpected.

"I've always been weird about what he did." Ximen Blowing Snow said the reason why he mentioned Ye Gucheng.

"Hmm...... He did know, and what he had done before, was also preparing for these things. Mi Shan said: "Let's eat first, talk while eating, you may not be able to finish a meal." ”

If you don't eat it again, this dish will be quick-frozen, it turns out that Ximen Blowing Snow is your cultivation of cold ice true qi, right?

Ximen Fuxue, who picked up the chopsticks, subconsciously glanced at Mishan.

The intuition from the peerless swordsman told him that what Mi Shan was going to say to him next was likely to wash away his three views.

…… And in fact, it's pretty good.

Ximen Blowing Snow, who has cultivated a sword heart to the extreme, felt for the first time what it means to eat without knowing the taste.

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