In the face of Zhao Rang's provocation, Qingqing coldly turned his head to the side.

She knew that Zhao Rang didn't want to drink, but just wanted to prove that what she said was not entirely right.

The strange self-esteem brought about by this inexplicable desire to win and lose in men is sometimes really childish and terrible, and the only way to avoid it is not to look at him, let him play alone, and after a long time, it will be boring, so as to return to the normal path.

"Well, I'll admit you're right."

Zhao Rang put down the flask and said.

But these words didn't make Qingqing turn her head and turn back.

"I went to the back mountain and met Sun Er. Of course he didn't expect me to be so straightforward with him, and of course he was shocked. ”

Listening to what Zhao Rang said was very realistic, Qingqing turned around.

Now all you have to do is wait.

Wait for Sun Er to come to his senses and take action, and at the same time protect the pair of sisters around him.

If a dog with a master is bullied outside, he will definitely save his grievances in his stomach and go back to his master.

Sun Er is such a dog.

His master is none other than the chief of the feather coat.

Therefore, as long as Zhao Rang waits for him to go back and pour out his grievances to the master, this person will definitely take action.

The little junior sister was already completely drunk, lying on the table, pillowing her arm, smacking and babbling from time to time.

The senior sister grabbed her by the waist, put an arm on her shoulder, and carried her into the room.

People who have finished drinking are most afraid of the wind.

At night, the mountain breeze is very cool.

Zhao Rang thought that the senior sister should be drunk, after all, there are not many girls who can drink and have a good amount of alcohol.

"I didn't notice you were so good at drinking!"

But when the senior sister settled the little sister and walked out of the house again, Zhao Rang realized that he was wrong.

"I don't like to drink."

Senior sister said lightly.

Zhao Rang nodded.

Not liking to drink and being able to drink are two different things, and they don't conflict with each other.

If there is a choice, Qingqing doesn't like to drink, but her alcohol is also scary.

Zhao Rang suddenly remembered the story that his uncle told him about his young drinking.

There are not many people who can drink like that, love to drink, and think about sake brewing, regardless of men and women.

"So you're suspicious of my master, aren't you?"

Zhao Rang glanced at Qingqing.

He felt that some words were more appropriate for the girls to speak to each other.

However, Qingqing didn't think about helping her at all, and turned her head to look away again.

"I can't say I'm suspicious, I can only say that she's the most suspicious now."

Zhao Rang played a word game, but the senior sister didn't eat it at all.

"Just because she's from the Southlands?"

Zhao Rang was speechless.

Admittedly, if it weren't for this, Zhao Rang would never have suspected her so quickly.

Once you have doubts about a person, all the clues in the future will be inextricably linked to that person.

"You don't seem to have a good relationship with her."

Zhao Rang said, trying his best to make his tone softer.

Senior sister turned her head, stared at Zhao Rang with straight eyes, and said word by word:

"I'm from the Southlands, too."

Zhao Rang didn't know what kind of expression he had on his face at the moment, but he knew that it must not be very good-looking. Because only with such an expression will the senior sister feel proud, and then laugh.

"Okay, you and your master are both from the Southland, and then what?"

Zhao leaned back.

Whenever he made this gesture, he actually raised the white flag in his heart.

But surrendering doesn't mean he feels wrong, it's just a way to make himself more gentle.

"Nothing then. If it weren't for my master, I would have died long ago. ”

The senior sister said, got up and walked outside the courtyard.

Zhao Rang frowned, silently withdrew the white flag in his heart, flashed in front of her, raised his arm slightly, blocked her way, and said:

"How can you guarantee that the person who saved you once will not harm you for the rest of his life?"

Senior Sister was stunned, she really couldn't answer this question.

But he still chose to bypass Zhao Rang's arm and continued to walk towards the door from the side.

This time, Zhao Rang did not stop him.

It's not that he can't stop it, it's that it's not necessary.

What's more, everything is still reasoning and speculation now, and Zhao Rang can't destroy an apprentice's feelings for his master for no reason, especially on the premise that there is a life-saving grace between the two.

At the same time, Sun Er was sitting on the chair that Zhao Rang had sat on earlier at the door.

The difference was that there was a small table in front of him, on which were placed a roast chicken, half a catty of peanuts, and a few freshly baked and steaming dough cakes.

Although the environment in the back mountain is not very good, the road is muddy, the eaves are low, and the house is dim, but the food is never lost to the mouth and stomach.

Not to mention the scattered pieces that a steward like him deducted from Rick on a business trip, just the tribute that was exchanged every three days in so many palaces in Qianshan was enough for these people to eat with oil flowing from the corners of their mouths.

Sun Er first tore off a chicken leg from the roast chicken, put it in his mouth, opened a piece of bread while chewing, tore off the meat of the roast chicken one by one, put it in the center of the cake, and finally grabbed a handful of fried peanuts and sprinkled it in, and the burrito was finished.

Sun Er ate very seriously, and he didn't drink alcohol tonight for the first time. Because he has something very important to do tonight, he must ensure sufficient physical strength and a clear mind.

Roast chicken and dough cakes are in the stomach, and there are still a few peanuts left on the table.

At this moment, Sun Er's whole person is different from before.

"Hehe, the son of that family thought that I was really afraid of him, and he wanted to deceive me. He should regret why he looked down on me tonight! ”

Suddenly, he heard a rustling sound in the room, and then he saw the woman who had left earlier, gone and returned.

Sun Er looked at her face and the figure wrapped under her clothes, it was undeniable that this woman was still so seductive, but he didn't have any thoughts now, and said coldly:

"I'm going to do something tonight."

The woman leaned against the doorway, folded her hands in front of her chest, and set off the towering even more eye-catching, and said:

"I'm here to do things, too."

Sun Er took a few steps closer, only to realize that this woman was a little different tonight. There is no fat powder on the face, and the clothes on the body are also very elegant.

For a while, Sun Er felt a little jealous in his heart and asked:

"What are you going to do when you look so good?"

The woman replied lightly:

"It's to send an old man."

Sun Er sighed and said:

"Looks like this guy is very important to you."

Exquisite clothes are naturally worn for important people, just as good wine and food are used to entertain distinguished guests.

The woman thought for a moment and said:

"It's another thing whether it's important or not. But it's very intimate, it's true. ”

Sun Er snorted coldly, not ready to say anything more.

For men, as long as they have possessed her, even if they know what kind of goods she is, they will feel very uncomfortable.

"It's a pity that just because you've done the most intimate thing doesn't mean you're the closest person."

As the woman spoke, her arms around her chest were already open, and one hand was gently placed on Sun Er's shoulder.

Sun Ergang wanted to refuse, because this is how she took off her clothes in the first place.

In the current situation, if you take it off and want to put it back on, it is estimated that you will have to wait for the dawn to break.

But soon Sun Er couldn't refuse.

His mouth had twisted into a pimple.

The facial features on his face were all twisted together, his eyes were widened, and his eyeballs were almost falling out.

The woman's other hand was on Sun Er's other shoulder.

Soon, Sun Er's shoulders were crushed together with his shoulder blades.

Sun Er couldn't have imagined that this pair of hands that could gently take off his clothes could have such a huge force, and he crushed his shoulders without moving......

The severe pain made Sun Er not even have a chance to scream, so he fainted directly.

The woman lifted the hem of her skirt, pulled out a sack from it, then squatted beside Sun Er, stretched out an index finger, and pressed it all the way down the spine from the back of Sun Er's neck.

Every time he pressed it, Sun Er's nose would choke on a puddle of blood.

In the end, blood could only flow down the closed corners of the eyes and ears.

It was only after pressing Sun Er's tail vertebrae that the woman got up and clapped her hands, and then used her slender legs and feet to kick Sun Er's body into the sack.

After removing her head rope and tying the mouth of the bag firmly, she lifted the sack with just two fingers.

Sun Er is not short and slightly chubby.

Even if it is a thin adult man, if he wants to lift it with two fingers, it is probably whimsical for most martial cultivators, not to mention that Sun Er is dead.

The dead will always be a little heavier than the living.

Not only can this woman carry a sack, but she can also walk like a fly on the muddy road behind the mountain.

In a flicker, the figure disappeared into the night.

In the courtyard of the front mountain, Zhao Rang and Qingqing were thinking about how to rest tonight.

There was only one bed in the house, and in addition to that, there were four futons.

But now the futon has been occupied by the drunk little junior sister.

A bed would have been nothing, if Zhao Rang and Qingqing were really husband and wife.

Between husband and wife, they should have slept in the same bed, otherwise the relationship between the two will have problems sooner or later.

But the problem now is that Zhao Rang and Qingqing are not husband and wife, and the relationship between the two is more complicated than that of husband and wife.

Although Qingqing said that Zhao Rang would definitely not sleep in the first half of the night, Zhao Rang also needed to rest.

No one can sit outside, blowing the icy mountain breeze, for hours on end, and still be in the best condition.

Fortunately, the way the two of them deal with such problems is to be silent.

Before thinking about it, Zhao Rang wouldn't speak first anyway.

"Let's go, it's cold outside, come inside and warm up."

Qingqing gave a reason why Zhao Rang couldn't refuse.

Even strangers can be invited into the house to warm up on a cold day, and needless to say that they are at least 'friends'.

For such an invitation, Zhao Rang did not refuse, but he didn't know what to say, so he wanted to find a wine bottle to block his mouth, so he didn't have to spend his brain trying to say anything.

But the bottles on the table were empty.

Zhao Rang looked at it, but he couldn't find anything else that could replace it.

Qingqing had already entered the door, and when she saw Zhao Rang rubbing outside, she poked her head out again, and said a little unhappily:

"Why, you don't dare to come in if there is a ghost in the house?"

Zhao Rang smiled wryly, buckled the back of his head, and said:

"I'm not afraid of ghosts. What's more, as long as I give me a bottle of wine, I can also become a ghost, an alcoholic! ”

Qingqing didn't have the heart to listen to his nonsense.

The drunken little sister in the room suddenly retched, and she hurried to help her up, for fear that something that had been turned up from her stomach would gush out and choke her.

It's a pity that Qingqing is still a step slower.

The little junior sister had already supported herself to get up and vomited on the ground.

"Why don't you hurry up and get a hand?"

Zhao Rang had no experience with girls getting drunk.

The girl who drinks with him is either not drunk for a thousand cups, or pretending to be drunk if she is not drunk, in short, she will never vomit so embarrassed.

After helping Qingqing transfer the little junior sister who was already drunk to the bed, rinsed her mouth and fed her some water, Zhao Rang sighed.

Not because of tiredness and exhaustion, but because the previous problem was finally solved in an unexpected way!

Zhao Rang moved in two chairs from outside the door, sat face to face with Qingqing, and was about to joke a few words, when the courtyard door outside the house was pushed open again.

It was no one else who came in, but the senior sister who had left earlier.

She struggled to carry a sack in both hands, panting, fine beads of sweat on her forehead wetting her hair and sticking to her face.

"You're ......"

Zhao Rang was speechless in surprise.

Seeing the scene of the little junior sister throwing up all over the ground just now, he thought that it was the most surprising thing for him tonight, but he didn't expect her senior sister to do something more surprising than her junior sister.

"You ask me?"

The senior sister let go of the sack and said angrily.

"I don't ask who you ask?"

Zhao Rang said.

After all, it wasn't him who went and came back in the middle of the night, and he was carrying an extremely heavy sack.

Senior Sister's breath gradually evened out, and said:

"This is not what you want Sun Er to bring you?"

Zhao Rang's eyes froze, and he immediately grabbed Qingqing and Senior Sister's waists and pulled the two of them back.

After standing still, Zhao Rangcai asked:

"Who gave it to you? I didn't ask Sun Er for anything. ”

The senior sister was about to answer, when suddenly her brain turned white and she collapsed to the ground.

Zhao Rang flipped his palm open with the scabbard and saw that it was already covered with purple and black patches.

"The sack is soaked in poison!"

Qingqing handed Zhao Rang a handkerchief, and after the two covered their mouths and noses, Zhao Rang pulled the knife out of its sheath and picked off the head rope that bound the mouth of the bag.

A ball of meat rolled out with a grunt, and it took Zhao Rang a lot of effort to see what this ball of meat was-

Sun Er, whose bones were crushed all over his body, shook all the way in the sack, wrapped his limbs in his entire back, and buckled his head on his stomach.

"I thought that Sun Er would listen to his master's orders and send a horse to come."

"I didn't expect him to become a dismount himself?"

Qingqing took Zhao Rang's words and said.

Zhao Rang nodded, glanced at the peaks in the middle of the night, took out a palm-length delicate bone flute from his arms, put it to his mouth, took a deep breath, and blew it fiercely.

Not long after, in the mountains and forests outside the courtyard, several figures came out from all directions, all standing at the half-hidden door.