Following.

The sky is dawning and the morning is bright.

In the backyard, amid the crowing of chickens, a door was opened from the inside.

Feng Xiaoyao yawned and walked out.

The old man who was busy working in the yard greeted happily:

"Good morning, Feng Gongzi."

"Early." Respond casually.

Feng Xiaoyao held the blue sword bag in his hand and walked slowly towards the next room.

"Knock knock—"

No one answered.

"Knock knock—"

"Brother Qingchen, get up, the sun is on your buttocks." Feng Xiaoyao knocked on the door and shouted.

The old man looked up and looked at it curiously.

At this time, Xiao Er hurriedly took a few envelopes, walked to the shopkeeper, leaned in his ear, and whispered:

"The old shopkeeper, a group of people came outside, saying that the girl from the proprietor sent them over, and after evaluating our inn, they decided to renovate it like this."

The old man was stunned:

"Renovation? What does the proprietor girl mean? ”

"Yes, and ......"

Xiao Erchao glanced at Feng Xiaoyao, who was persistently banging on the door, and his voice was lowered:

"In addition, the old shopkeeper, the son who left with the girl of the proprietor's house, left a letter and asked him to hand it over there."

The old man took the belief, glanced left and right, and said to Xiao Er:

"You go and tell the lady of the proprietor's house, please sit down for a while, and I will come at once, old man."

"Okay."

After Xiao Er left, the old man of the shopkeeper was full of smiling faces and walked into the corridor:

"Feng Gongzi."

Feng Xiaoyao turned his head, glanced at the old man in charge, and continued to knock on the door:

"Why are you still here, something?"

The old man of the shopkeeper handed over the letter with both hands, and said politely:

"Here's a letter from you."

"Mine?"

"Yes."

Feng Xiaoyao raised his eyebrows suspiciously, took it, tore it open, and poured out the letter.

The font on it is strong and powerful.

The place where the payment is made is the name of Shui Qingchen.

Feng Xiaoyaozai looked at it carefully twice, closed the letter, and said to himself:

"It turned out that I went out in a temporary emergency, and I came back in the evening, I said, I knocked on the door for a long time, and Brother Qingchen slept deeply, it should be heard."

He tucked the envelope into his sleeve and was about to ask the shopkeeper to prepare some breakfast and bring it over, when he looked up, he accidentally saw a figure, and he was stunned.

The man walked out of the small door leading to the backyard in the front lobby, dressed in a pale robe, with an expressionless handsome face, a slender figure like a benchmark, and healthy skin of wheat color, carrying a great indifferent aura hidden in the city.

The shopkeeper chased after him, desperately giving the shopkeeper who was also stunned a look.

However, the seven or eight men who followed the man in the blue clothes were strong and burly, completely covering the thin and weak shopkeeper.

Cang Lie walked directly to the shopkeeper and spoke:

"I'm Cang Lie, in the name of the little master, I'm here to be in charge of repairing the Fulai Inn, I will respect your opinion, but I don't want you to interfere too much with my decision-making power."

The old man in charge was speechless by the fierce momentum.

Xiao Er stepped forward anxiously and pushed the shopkeeper.

The old man of the shopkeeper came back to his senses, and his fingers trembled with fright from this battle, and he stammered:

"Uh...... Yes, yes, well, so what...... Cang Gongzi? Master Cang, you have been traveling all the way, please come here, I ...... Well, the villain will take you to rest. ”

"You don't have to use honorifics to me, you can call me Canglie directly, I am the same as you, I do things for the same little master, and I am not more noble than you."

Cang Lie's words are direct, and his work is even more resolute.

He turned around and began to assign work.

Seven or eight strong men, looking men's momentum, like a full of style, can roll up their sleeves and do their work, but their hands are light and soft, and they are extremely careful.

The old man in charge, the shopkeeper, and Feng Xiaoyao stood aside, completely dumbfounded.

Cang Lie turned around, bowed slightly to the old man in charge, and said stiffly:

"The Fulai Inn is very old, and on the basis of preserving the style here, I will repair the damaged places slightly. In the afternoon, two cooks would come to work, and when the time came, the shopkeeper would answer and arrange accommodation for them. ”

The sound fell, Cang Lie strode away, and began to get busy.

Feng Xiaoyao looked at Canglie's tall back, and asked in a daze:

"Shopkeeper, where did you get the Divine Craftsman? That's amazing. I have a hunch that your inn is going to be developed. ”

The old man of the shopkeeper reacted slowly.

Oh my God......

Oh my God!

His heart was shaken, but the old man in charge was at a loss of words, and he couldn't express the shock in his heart at this moment in words.

"Hey, shopkeeper?"

Feng Xiaoyao carried the shopkeeper who was motionless like a living fossil a few times on his shoulder, stretched out his hand in front of him, and waved:

"Hey, you're back to your soul, shopkeeper."

The old man in charge of the shopkeeper trembled, came back to his senses, and was so excited that his voice was hoarse:

"My God, I thought I was a gentleman II, but I didn't dare to think that it was actually an aunt and grandmother of the God of Wealth who turned stones into gold. Hahaha. ”

When the sound fell, the old man of the shopkeeper seemed to be thirty years younger in an instant, full of energy and energy, and chased after Canglie with his legs.

Feng Xiaoyao stood in place, looked around the inn, and said with emotion:

"Tsk, if you have a chance in the future, you must come back and see for yourself the scene after the renovation here."

After a pause, Feng Xiaoyao said wistfully:

"To be able to train such a powerful elite team, their master must be a big man. If you can meet it, you must get acquainted with it so that you can live up to this trip. ”

Far out of town.

A sneeze came from a carriage.

Sneeze –

Givenin rubbed the bridge of his nose, frowned, and muttered:

"It's weird, who's talking bad about me."

Li Mubai joked with a smile on the side:

"Miss Ji, you look so cute, maybe someone is missing you."

Givenin laughed, very praised by him.

Li Mubai lowered his head, glanced at the letter spread out on the coffee table, and shook his head regretfully:

"It's a pity that Feng Gongzi has an urgent matter that needs to be dealt with, so he left first, and we will see you in Qixia City in ten days."

Hearing the sound, Ji Fanyin's eyes flashed slightly, smiled and did not speak, stretched out his hand, and faced the Fengxian wine on the coffee table.

Shui Qingchen's eyes stared at Ji Fanyin's face, which was meaningful:

"Early in the morning, drinking?"

Ji Fanyin looked at Shui Qingchen with a smile, tilted his body, shook the wine jug, and was thinking about his words.

Li Mubai said with a smile:

"Miss Ji, she has a straightforward temperament, which is somewhat similar to my cousin."

Shui Qingchen's eyes sparkled slightly, turned his head, and looked at Li Mubai.

Ji Fanyin's red lips raised, and he asked with a smile:

"She's the same as me, drinking in the morning?"

Li Mubai shook his head, because he thought of that person, his gaze couldn't help but become very soft:

"She, since she was a child, has been straightforward and upright, pays attention to morality in the rivers and lakes, adheres to the victory of evil over righteousness, and longs for one day to be able to act chivalrous and righteous, walk the world, and break out of her own fame. Heh, Miss Ji, when you arrive in Qixia City, you will definitely like her when you see her. ”

Ji Fanyin shrugged, raised her head, and poured a sip of wine, she maintained this posture, did not move, and glanced at it inadvertently, seeing Shui Qingchen shaking slightly, not knowing what she was thinking.

Knock –

After a few sips, the wine rushed.

Her small cheeks were a charming crimson, slightly drunk.

"Bang!"

The flask was placed on the coffee table, making a heavy noise, drawing back the attention of the water and dust.

Ji Fanyin stretched out his hand, his fingertips like a pen, traced his eyebrows, crossed the bridge of his high nose, looked at him directly, and did not speak.

"Xiaoyin?" Shui Qingchen grabbed her restless hand in her hand.

The temperature from the palm of his hand made Ji Fanyin's expression more and more lazy, and the inadvertent style was like a tickling feather, pure and light, making people want to carefully collect it.

Shui Qingchen's brows couldn't help frowning, and he subconsciously raised his head and looked aside.

Li Mubai stared at Ji Fanyin in a daze, with amazement in his eyes and the idea of taking it for himself.

"In the future, you are not allowed to be greedy for wine." Shui Qingchen's eyes were gone, and he pressed the back of her head with his big hand, not giving her a chance to refute, and forcibly pressed into his arms.