What to eat today?

People are in good spirits on happy occasions, and the next day, Qin Lang walked on the way to buy vegetables in the county, and his spirit was also very good.

Of course, the so-called happy event he encountered was naturally reconciled with Gu Jin, and even had a better relationship.

With such a good thing, it is inevitable to wonder if you should buy some good meat at noon and celebrate extravagantly.

"Meow...!"

“？”

However, similar to the situation in the previous few days, Qin Lang was walking on the street with a face towel, but Tuan Tuan who was squatting on Qin Lang's shoulders was a little uneasy.

Some animals full of spirituality are always like this, for example, Zhen Ji sensed the existence of Tuan Tuan before, so she ran around all day long.

So what is Tuan Tuan sensing now?

I don't know if he was taken by Tuan Tuan, Qin Lang is walking on the street now, and he really feels that secretly, there is a not very friendly gaze staring at him.

So it was on the first day.

The same goes for the next day.

……

After Qin Lang found the pansy and gave it to the girl in black, the feeling of being stared at was the fifth time!

"Old gentleman."

"Hey! Don't come unharmed? ”

"Sick."

"Sick?"

"And it's not a small scary..."

“……”

At the tea stall, two old acquaintances walked through a few words, exchanged glances, and the storyteller raised his hand and poured out the tea in Qin Lang's tea bowl.

Wow –

"This tea is not fresh, the young man will come with me and pick some new ones."

"I'm in trouble."

The two got up and went into an alley where the storehouse on Main Street behind the tea stall was located.

……

"Someone staring at you lately?"

"Hmm."

"Shhhh Are you sure? ”

"Sure, and it's in the county."

The place of the storyteller can be said to be second only to the inn in Jianping County, and the information about people coming and going is more transparent than the inn.

After Qin Lang told him about the matter, the old man stroked his long beard and paced back and forth for a while, and then frowned:

"Not to mention, although there will be some fresh faces on the old body stall every few days, there is indeed a regular customer from outside recently..."

"Oh?"

When Qin Lang heard this, his expression became solemn.

"Originally, the old body didn't feel anything different, but when the young man said this today, that person's behavior was really suspicious."

"Elaborate."

"The man was an old man with a white beard, wearing a hood and a veil drooping from the brim, and he had been drinking tea with me for several days, and each time he came early in the morning, and when the morning mist cleared, he went on time again..."

"Every day?"

"Every day!"

The storyteller pondered that it would not be unusual if this man asked him about something, but he didn't ask anything, and came to the tea stall every day on time to sit for a while.

"Young man..."

The storyteller lowered his voice:

“… In the old man's opinion, this person seems to be just right when he comes to the tea stall every day..."

"It happens to be when I come to the city every morning to buy groceries."

Qin Lang's brows furrowed, and he took the storyteller's words, and the other party obviously thought of it with him.

At the moment, before the two could further exchange information, the group on Qin Lang's shoulder suddenly raised a claw, and a "chirp" was called on Qin Lang's face.

"Meow..."

“？”

Qin Lang looked in the direction of the little female cat's slap on him, and suddenly caught something flashing in front of his eyes at the end of the alley.

At the same time, the feeling of being stared at also climbed up Qin Lang's back again.

Qin Lang didn't say anything more to the storyteller at that time, and silently waited until the next day to ask again, and the storyteller said that the white-bearded old man with the hat suddenly didn't come to the tea stall again.

"It seems that when we talked yesterday, he also saw it all, and I'm afraid it won't happen like this again in the future..."

"Shaoxia, how can you provoke the enemy when you don't go out of the door every day, and you are so dignified as the county lord's guard?"

"It's true that the new hatred can't be provoked, I'm afraid that there will be old hatred..."

……

Which old hate...

As a newborn calf in this rivers and lakes, Qin Lang naturally doesn't need to be entangled in too many choices.

He still remembered that on the day he went to kill the Blood Knife Gate, he heard with his own ears that when the Blood Knife Sect people talked about selling themselves to the Ning Xiang Pavilion, they mentioned that there was an elder in the door, who was going to Qingzhou Mansion at that time, and had some collusion with the prefect there.

Now the Blood Knife Sect has been removed from the rivers and lakes, but that elder, Qin Lang has neither killed nor seen it, it can be said that he is the only remnant of the Blood Knife Sect!

If you talk about old hatred, nine times out of ten, it is undoubtedly this remnant.

……

"The Blood Knife Gate is gone, and he didn't hide his name, but wanted to come back to me to seek revenge... Can't you see that there are still such people who pay attention to the morality of the rivers and lakes in this Blood Knife Gate? ”

If you are not afraid of thieves stealing, you are afraid of thieves.

This sentence seemed to be entangled with Qin Lang, and after many days, he had to face the fact that he was targeted by thieves again.

It's just that this time, the other party's motives are true, which makes Qin Lang a little confused.

After all, with the temperament of a nest of thieves in the Blood Knife Sect, Qin Lang could hardly believe that the elder came back to him to avenge the sect.

But other than that, Qin Lang really couldn't think of anything else.

He killed someone, and he didn't take a penny from anyone, and the Blood Knife Gate is now being cleared by the imperial court, and this remnant has no reason to take such a big risk to find himself except for revenge...

What Qin Lang is most concerned about now is when the other party will come to him, or when he will suddenly make a move towards him.

As long as the other party still uses the blood knife door for a few moments, Qin Lang has the Awakening Pill in his hand, and he is still not afraid of the so-called elder.

At least listening to the attitude of the people of the Blood Sword Sect towards him, the strength of the elder should not be too high.

The key is Su Yinhua and Gu Jin at home, but Qin Lang really doesn't want to implicate them.

Although their injuries were almost healed, the last time Gu Jin secretly followed him to kill someone, Qin Lang was already concerned enough.

……

Obviously, the two of them were almost injured, Gu Jin's internal strength was much stronger than Su Yinhua, but Gu Jin's recovery speed from her injuries was slower than that of Su Yinhua.

This is obviously because she forcibly killed people in the past that time, which aggravated her injuries, how could Qin Lang not count this in her heart?

……

Therefore, if it was really the remnants of the Blood Knife Sect who were coming at him this time, then Qin Lang would not want to involve Gu Jin or Su Yinhua in anything.

Qin Lang even thought about whether he should move out to live, lest the elders of the Blood Knife Sect come to the door one day and harm the pond fish.

However, just as Qin Lang was walking on the way home pondering these things, he saw from a distance that a group of black-pressed and neatly dressed people appeared on Qingniugang, from the top of the post to the bottom of the post, there were actually hundreds of people, the first place was facing the door of his house!

"Meow?"

“……”

What the hell is sacred...

Qin Lang had just learned the news that he was being targeted by the remnants of the Blood Knife Gate, and now that he saw the large group of people parked at the door of his house, the first reaction in his mind naturally felt that it was not a good thing.

Because of the problem of internal force, he couldn't perform much light work, so Qin Lang took three steps and made two steps, and ran directly to the door of the house.

Those hundreds of people were also well-trained, and seeing Qin Lang running all the way, none of them made any unauthorized moves.

It wasn't until Qin Lang was about to arrive at the door of the house that he glanced at the leader lightly, waved his hand, and then two hunting winds suddenly rose, and the two figures stepped lightly on the stirrups, took a leap in the air, and then landed steadily in front of Qin Lang.

"Who's coming?"

The two of them spoke in unison, their hair tied and masked, and a white pear blossom embroidered on the inky veil, their eyes sharp but their voices slightly sharp.

Qin Lang was slightly stunned when he heard this, but immediately sneered:

"This is my house, you are the one who comes, who is coming!"

“？”

The two glanced at each other, obviously not expecting to be questioned so rhetorically.

And it was such a moment of doubt and relaxation, the next moment the two only felt the strong wind sweeping, their faces were cold, and they suddenly looked back, only to see the man in front of him holding two veils in his hands.

So fast...

The leader's eyes flashed, and Qin Lang looked at the two people who stopped in front of him, with a smiling expression:

"It turned out to be two wild girls, um... It's good, but it's a little stupid. ”

"You! …”

"Presumptuous!"

A resolute cold drink sounded, the word "presumptuous" came from the mouth of the leader, and the moment the words fell, before the person arrived, a black light had already swept towards Qin Lang's door.

So fast...

The same amazement sounded in Qin Lang's heart, and after dodging it sideways, he found that the black light was a horizontal knife with a scabbard, and its appearance was extremely familiar.

Falling pear knife?

Qin Lang was slightly stunned, and before he could speak, the man's wrist twisted, the blade tilted, and he immediately cut horizontally towards Qin Lang.

Although he was wearing a scabbard, if he was really hit in the abdomen, Qin Lang would have to lie on the ground and temporarily lose his ability to move, and in a hurry, Qin Lang realized that this was likely to be his own person, so he didn't want to fight back, so he grabbed the knife with one hand and grabbed her wrist with the other for the purpose of disarming.

Syllable!

“？！”

Seeing this, the leader immediately raised one leg and swept towards Qin Lang, Qin Lang grabbed her wrist and the blade of the knife to block down, but he didn't expect to be borrowed by the other party, one harrier turned over, and the other leg threw towards him.

These legs are so long...

Qin Lang scolded secretly in his heart, and directly pushed out a palm.

Bang!

One leg and one palm collided, and both of them stepped back.

And after the leader stood firm, he raised his hand and subconsciously wanted to draw the sword, but the blade was barely half a foot away, but suddenly he heard a gust of wind whistling suddenly.

Bite!

A spark appeared at the handle of the knife, and the knife that was about to come out of its sheath was knocked back into the sheath by a flying dagger.

"Stop!"

A cold voice familiar to both sides sounded, and a black-clothed girl rushed from behind the house, like a dragonfly dotting water, crossed the roof, turned over, and landed between Qin Lang and the leader of the hundreds of centaurs.

As soon as Gu Jin appeared, the leader immediately knelt on one leg and clenched his fists with both hands.

It didn't matter what she moved, hundreds of people in ink-colored rhino robes behind her all turned over and dismounted in unison, knelt down on one knee towards Gu Jin, and bowed their hands together, and the crisp and heroic voice resounded throughout Qingniugang:

"Yu Lin Wei see Lord Thousand Hands!"

“……”

Qin Lang was dumbfounded, because the incident happened suddenly, she looked back and forth several times between Gu Jin and the hundreds of people who saluted in front of her, and the ears of a certain girl who saw it were puffy again, and then she suddenly understood everything.

"A thousand hands run to thunder and fall pear knife... So you..."

Although Qin Lang was shocked, it was unexpected, and it was reasonable, he grabbed one of Gu Jin's small hands and squeezed it with some excitement:

"Sumire, it turns out that you are the famous thousand-handed?"

"You... You let me go first..."

"Oh, I'm sorry... Hey, no wonder Sumire you're so good..."

“……”

Gu Jin sneered at Qin Lang a little angrily, and Qin Lang stopped talking.

But almost all of the Yulinwei women who knelt closer in front of Gu Jin couldn't kneel a little, and after looking at each other for a while, they all asked the people around them with their eyes.

The man just now... Do you call Senju-sama "Sumire"?

Especially the one who leads, not only hears the most clearly, but also sees the most clearly.

When she saw the man in front of her, so generously pinching their thousand-armed adult's softness in the palm of her hand, she only felt a kind of unreality that seemed to be a world away.

Senju-sama...

How did you become a hand-holding adult?

……

However, the next appearance of another woman, or the heroine this time, made the 300th Yulin Weichang on Qingniugang even more insightful.

"It's... Why are you here...? ”

When Su Yinhua led Zhen Ji from the back of the house, Lin Wei, who was three hundred feathers, first continued to kneel on the ground and said in unison:

"Welcome to the county lord!"

Then, they saw that the man named Qin Lang skillfully grabbed a pair of jade hands from the emperor's sister, and said softly:

"Silver Bottle..."

“……”

At this moment, the three hundred Yu Lin Wei, who had always been well-trained, finally couldn't help but raise their heads, their eyes flashing, and they looked at the man named Qin Lang... A handsome-looking man.