They had just returned from the island and the old soles could not have been so clean.

Dou Ya was stunned by his question: "Do you see that?" Did this person notice what shoes she was wearing before?

Thinking of this, her face flushed slightly.

Chitose attached to Yan Saburo's ear and said with a smile: "Ouch, the little girl is tempted." ”

The first two words dragged on and on, Yan Saburo didn't know why she was yin and yang, so she just ignored it: "Where are your old shoes?"

"Just about to throw it away. The island is full of mud, and the soles of your shoes are dirty—ah!" Dou Ya said this, and finally reacted, "You, do you think I killed people, and I stepped on bloodstains, so I need to change my shoes?" She suddenly hugged her arms in front of her, "Real gold is not afraid of fire, you wait, I'll go get my boots!"

Her willow eyebrows were raised, and Yan Saburo shook her head calmly: "No need, no need to look at it." ”

"You believe me?"

"Hmm. Yan Saburo said, "There are no blood stains on the soles of your shoes." "Even if there were, it should be wiped off now.

Dou Ya didn't hear his heart, and his face softened. The evening breeze ruffled her hair, she raised her fingers and pushed the naughty green silk behind her ears: "Then what do you mean by 'this is going to be seen'?"

"It depends on whether the murderer gets his wish. Yan Saburo said slowly, "If he is not satisfied, he will definitely make another move." He pointed east, "We're less than five days away from the Hidden Nations. ”

At this time, Huo Fangfang walked onto the deck and nodded at Dou Ya. The latter then said to Yan Saburo: "Mrs. Huo has come to me for dinner." He turned and walked away.

It wasn't until her back disappeared that Chitose said slowly: "Don't look, everyone is gone." ”

Yan Saburo didn't look at it, he just stared at the upper cabin, but he didn't defend himself. Chitose often behaves strangely, and his best response is to remain silent.

Chitose asked him again, "You say, how likely is it that the murderer is the red apple essence?"

"Why do you call her apple essence?" Tsubazaburo noticed, this was the second time Chitose had used the word. She doesn't usually give people nicknames.

"Don't you think she's a lot like an apple?"

"I don't think so. Yan Saburo told the truth, "How can people be like apples?"

"Didn't you learn the technique of 'endowment, comparison, and rejuvenation' in class?" Chitose hated that iron could not become steel, "You are so stupid, Shi Xinglan, who taught you back then, must not cry and faint in the underworld?"

Yan Saburo frowned: "It's not funny." ”

"I didn't want you to laugh!" Chitose snorted, "Can't she be like an apple?" A little girl of Dou Ya's age, full of energy, bouncing, and full of youthful air.

Ah, she hates such little girls!"What do you think I look like?"

Yan Saburo blurted out: "Peach blossom." ”

His unthinking pleasing Chitose, she was a little complacent: "Count you a little bit of eyesight." "Peach blossoms and apples are put together, and naturally peach blossoms are beautiful.

No, why should she compare with Dou Ya, isn't that self-surrendering?!

Yan Saburo closed his mouth tightly and swallowed back the second half of the words: It is also the peach blossom that can be so beautiful and swaggering, attracting bees and butterflies.

Chitose said again: "However, even your little broken gong voice can still attract the attention of the little girl, is there a problem with her ears?"

So she asked again: "In your opinion, is Dou Ya a murderer?" Without waiting for Yan Saburo to answer, she added, "Don't be ambiguous." ”

"Not really. ”

"Why?" "The stinky boy is rarely so unsubstantiated and sure, she wants to ask to the end, "Her cultivation is not weak, and she must be very fast." ”

"The steel claws were large, not like the weapons used by women. ”

"No, no. Chitose agreed, but the conversation changed, "That's Hu Yong's own weapon, right? ”

"You're talking about 'murderers,' not naming names. Yan Saburo's eyes flashed slightly, "You don't think she's a murderer either." ”

Chitose snorted. It's been too long, and sometimes she forgets how careful this kid is!

More careful than a woman, more abrasive than a woman!

Huo Fangfang followed her at that time. This woman is timid, if Dou Ya is murderous, or just leaves halfway, she must be in a variety of ways, and she will not be able to escape the observation of you and me. ”

"So what?" Chitose asked him for a conclusion, "Only Ding Yunzheng's master and servant will do it?"

"The odds are great. Yan Saburo replied honestly.

"One more thing. She didn't let him go, "Why do you want to squeeze a cabin with those two people? Don't tell me, you are kind and generous, and you want to protect the two of them!"

"These two people have no cultivation, but they both have abnormalities. Yan Saburo picked up the piece of wood that Dou Ya had just kicked off, and shook his hand and hit it out. The wood chips were light and fluttering, not as heavy as the stones, but his hands were so clever that the thrown pieces of wood still bounced on the surface of the sea four times before disappearing into the waves.

"Instead of keeping them out in the shadows, it's better to keep them under your nose and watch them closely. ”

"I see!" Chitose let out a long sigh, as if suddenly realized, and then said, "Good idea, how are you going to spy on it?"

"You. "He is a big living man, and he has to eat, drink, and sleep. But he secretly hides such a big killer weapon as Asura, who can see the six ways and listen to the eight directions.

Did he use her so naturally?Chitose hated him so much that he just wanted to slap him.

"Then you have to be careful. Her voice was filled with schadenfreude, "There are rumors on this ship that you are the murderer. ”

"Then you have to be careful and protect me. There was an imperceptible smile in his eyes, "My bad luck is your bad luck." "They are two grasshoppers on a rope.

......

The eighth day of the cruise.

The journey at sea was particularly boring, and the freshness of the passengers had long since passed when they first boarded the ship, and even Tsubame Saburo was tired of the endless shaking and endless water.

Jing Qing often yawned. Anyway, there was nothing to do on the ship, so he and Zhuang Nanjia nested in the cabin to gamble money.

Everything else he did was listless, but once Pai Gow was in his hand, he immediately looked radiant, as if he had changed.

Zhuang Nanjia won a small number of wins in a row at first, winning most of the remaining copper coins on his body, but his luck was not good later. Yan Saburo secretly gave him statistics, he won seven and lost sixteen, and the wins were all small money, but the losses were counted in two. But the people are up, and it doesn't matter so much, not to mention that this little money is not even a drop in the bucket for Zhuang Nanjia.

"Come again!" he rolled the dice.

Yan Saburo shaved his beard in front of the bronze mirror while watching them gamble.

Since the beginning of this year, his daily routine of getting up in the morning has been one more thing between washing and practicing:

Shave.