At the end of the corridor, in a windowless room on all sides, the usher who came out of a different private room was handing the question written on sheepskin to the young man who looked like a scholar in the room. On each question sticker, there are all the questions that have been asked, and the answers that the introducer has speculated.

The usher, who had just talked to Chu Ning, knelt down at the feet of the young man on both knees, and handed over the question note that belonged to Chu Ning.

The young scholar glanced at it, chuckled and said, "Just two questions to figure it out?" ”

"Yes, master." The usher lowered his head and replied, compared to his calmness in front of Chu Ning, but at the moment he held his breath and was slightly nervous.

In front of her was the chief steward of the Nine Question Pavilion in Lindu, Jun Wang. His face was so ordinary that there were almost no features, but this usher couldn't help but tremble in front of him, and only felt that there was no way to hide any thoughts in front of him, as if he had been stripped naked and looked at, uncomfortable.

Jun Wang played with the sheepskin, with a playful expression on his face, he hadn't seen such an interesting question post in a long time. The questions of the Nine Question Pavilion are indeed to spy on the deepest desires of people's hearts, but outsiders do not know, the fewer the number of questions to be answered, the more it shows that the guest's desire is firm and strong, and the use of too many questions means that the guest's desire is too many and too mixed, and even he himself does not know what he wants.

Of course, those guests who want too much are also the best to send away, and in the end, they can charm their eyes by taking out something strange, and wanting too much just shows that they don't know what they really want.

"Greet this guest well," Jun Wang handed back the sheepskin, "she will definitely become a regular visitor to the Nine Question Pavilion in the future." ”

In the private room, every once in a while, Mingxian shouted in a hoarse voice: "Dim Sum!" Dim sum! ”

Chu Ning felt that the faces of the three lives before and after were about to be lost by this bird. But the attendants of the Jiuwen Pavilion did not have the slightest look of dissatisfaction, as long as they called in a flash, there were exquisite and fresh hot snacks sent in, and each time the style and taste were different.

A bird was eating, but Chu Ning was sitting a little bored, and was about to get up and walk, when the previous usher went and returned, and said to Chu Ning with a calm expression: "Please leave the sample used for imitation, and you can take the replica later." ”

Chu Ning sighed secretly, the Nine Question Pavilion really lived up to its reputation, but with two questions, he guessed that he wanted a replica that was fake and real. She took out the ruyi bottle and pushed it in front of the usher: "You already know what I want, but I don't know the price, can I afford it?" ”

The usher smiled kindly and kindly: "Your Excellency said that you are laughing, the Nine Question Pavilion will never ask for a price, and our price code is set by the chief steward himself." She paused for a moment, and then said, "The next time you see Prince Chongguang, grab a handful of incense ashes from the small altar on the corner of the street and sprinkle it on his face." ”

Chu Ning and Ming instantly glanced at each other, the idea of one person and one bird was unprecedentedly unified, and the people of the Nine Question Pavilion were not idle and bored, and they were making fun of her? Not to mention when and where he can meet Ji Chongguang again, just talking about the act of sprinkling incense ash on his face, Chu Ning feels that he is clearly dying.

The usher looked kind: "Jiuwen Pavilion has always been clear and real, as long as you want to do it, you can do it." ”

Chu Ning didn't say anything, thinking in his heart, it's easy to say, go out and fight to the death, sprinkle incense ashes can still do it, I don't know if Jiuwen Pavilion provides supporting corpse collection services. When she thought of Ji Chongguang's eyes that were as black as night, she couldn't help but shiver in the middle of the day. It's a pity that she has no choice, and the entire Lindu people are waiting to see this pair of cousins who are suspected of being true phoenixes, fighting to the death when choosing a choice on the Lingque Terrace.

The usher on the opposite side didn't say anything more, wrapped the Ruyi bottle in a piece of bear skin, and retreated.

The craftsmanship of the Jiuwen Pavilion was still reliable, and when the usher came back after a while, he put two identical Ruyi bottles in front of Chu Ning, and she didn't even see which one was the replica for a while.

Chu Ning copied two wishful bottles, and as soon as he got out of the door of the Nine Question Pavilion, he saw a carriage parked on the side of the road, and Gui Mei stood aside like a wooden carved figure, without any expression on her face. The curtain of the car lifted a slit, and a hand with neatly trimmed nails stretched out, followed by a well-tied crown of hair.

Seeing those hands, Chu Ning wailed in her heart, she should have thought that Ji Chongguang was a frequent visitor to the Nine Question Pavilion, and the possibility of meeting him here was originally greater than elsewhere.

The thing has been held in the hand, and it is impossible to regret it, the means of punishing the guests who do not keep their promises in the Jiuwen Pavilion have long been heard, and she has heard that there have been guests who have asked for a prescription for the beautiful concubine in their home to keep their youth forever, but afterwards they feel sorry for the money and refuse to pay the price, and when the beautiful concubine dances in public at the family banquet one day, her sideburns suddenly fall out, her teeth are loose, and she becomes a white-haired old man in a blink of an eye.

Chu Ning walked around to the altar at the corner of the street, grabbed a handful of incense ashes and held it in his hand, not far away, Ji Chongguang had already gotten off the carriage and was about to step on the stone steps in front of the door of the Nine Question Pavilion.