Chapter 209: Reinforcements Are Bamboo Slips?

Shangguan Yu noticed that Qingqing's face was getting paler and paler, so he stopped her from continuing to use the flames, and Shangguan Yu found that where there was lime, insects would bypass it. He instructed the servant and the innkeeper who followed him to prepare a lot of lime, and at the same time arranged for someone to appease the guests staying in the hotel.

Qingqing rested against the pillar in the corridor, her forehead was covered with sweat, she didn't feel at ease from the injury she suffered last night, and now she found that she didn't seem to be able to gather energy and recover her strength as quickly as before.

Slowly, the shouting became much quieter, and the men who stayed in the hotel consciously helped to sprinkle lime and use torches to repel the insects. The women huddled together in the courtyard with their children in their arms and comforted each other, and the spirit of solidarity between people in the face of danger did not require too many words, because the same sense of responsibility could unite a group of people to fight together.

Shangguan Yu silently guarded Qingqing and let her rest for a while, Qingqing pulled Shangguan Yu to the street after relieving herself, I don't know what the chaos outside is like now?

The street is surprisingly quiet, there is not a single passerby, although it is just dawn, but the early shops should have opened early to do business, and today is not open.

Qingqing's heart was a little uneasy: nothing bad could happen, right? She ran over to knock on the doors of one shop after another, and Shangguan Yu also put down the noble psychological baggage of the son to help knock on the door.

After knocking for a long time and not opening a shop, Qingqing couldn't help but kick the door hard towards the nearest shop, and kicked the door open in a few clicks. Shangguan Yu opened his mouth wide, he really couldn't believe that looking at such a quiet and innocent girl would stretch out her legs and kick open the door of someone else's house, that feeling was like biting a lollipop just now and suddenly eating a perverted and spicy hot pot, that sour feeling will never be forgotten.

Shangguan Yu didn't have the time to savor Qingqing's sudden painting style, because Qingqing had already run out and was about to kick the second door.

"Qingqing girl, what happened to leave? How did you come out so quickly? Shangguan Yu grabbed Qingqing and asked, mainly because he was worried that the silver on his body would not be enough to compensate others for a while.

"I don't know what's going on. There was no one in the room, and somehow they disappeared. I'm going to see if it's an individual phenomenon or a collective phenomenon. Saying that, Qingqing kicked the door of the second house open again, and Shangguan Yu silently prayed that the doors of these shops would not be so expensive.

Qingqing became more and more experienced the more she kicked it, basically kicked it away, and after seeing more than a dozen of them, Qingqing finally stopped, she waved her hand while panting: "No, I can't kick anymore." None of them were home, I don't know if they were there last night, or if they weren't there before the bugs showed up today. ”

Shangguan Yu didn't answer yet, the ink fluttered its wings and flew back, and it was tied to the bamboo slip and a note that Gongsun Qi gave to Qingqing: It is difficult to guarantee that it cannot withdraw to support. Qingqing saw that the handwriting was stone and jade, and they were not happy to see it like this, I don't know if it was insects or the plague that had spread. Qingqing took down the bamboo slip, she really didn't understand, no one supported it, just forget it, what to do with this incomprehensible bamboo slip for her? Do you want to shoot worms?

"Who gave this to you?" Qingqing asked about ink, and after asking, she realized that it would not speak if she asked.

However, Qingqing underestimated the IQ of Ink, and Ink guessed who it was with just a clear look. The ink just imitates the classic look of a camel: the tsundere white eyes! Qingqing guessed that it was him.

What kind of dumb riddle is this guy playing? No, how did he know he had this bamboo slip? Did she tell him? It seems that maybe maybe not.

(End of chapter)