The sour smell of wine floated all the way to the tip of Yang Jingyu's nose, he looked up at the three people who were drunk in dismay, turned his head and asked Xiao Wu for some unknown reasons, "Man, what the hell is going on?"

Xiao Wu bowed and said, "After the son went out last night, the proprietress drank a little wine alone. In the middle of the night, the two girls couldn't wait for the son to come back, and they were very anxious, so they called the little one to bring some wine, not wanting to ...... I didn't want the three of them to drink their heads, so I made a bet on the wine table and said it was...... Who are you prettier than, Childe...... Who do you prefer!"

When Yang Jingyu heard this, he froze in place, glanced at the three of them again, his face was cloudy, and he said with a little disappointment: "I originally thought that Shuang'er was calm and calm, but I didn't expect it to be like this!"

Xiao Wu shook his head and said with a smile: "Childe, you don't know, the two girls are very worried about you, if you hadn't given the death order, the two of them would have gone out to find you a long time ago, how could they get drunk with wine!"

At this moment, Qishuang also muttered in her mouth: "Childe......"

The saliva wet her chin flowed down the table, she stretched out her wet hand, wiped her face, her messy hair fell on the table at will, and her beautiful facial features were red and fluttering, which was very seductive.

Yang Jingyu was slightly moved, stepped forward, reached out to probe Qishuang's forehead, and then looked at Qilu who was lying on the ground snoring. If this scene had been put before that, he might have thought it funny. Now, however, he couldn't laugh at all.

The Qi brothers and sisters have no father or mother, and they have been taken by him since they were children, and they have been strictly trained to teach her to cultivate Taoism and learn arts.

But he forgot that they were still two little girls who didn't know anything about the world.

It's the first time I've followed him out all the way.

Yang Jingyu felt a trace of warmth in his heart, looked at the second daughter gently, and said softly to Xiao Wu: "Man, do you have any way to sober up?"

Xiao Wu opened his mouth and shook his head.

The old woman on the side smiled knowingly and said, "Young Master Yang, the old body has a way!"

After that, she asked Xiao Wu to lead the way to the kitchen, and soon came over with a big bowl of sauerkraut soup.

"Childe, give them a drink and get some sleep!"

Yang Jingyu took the bowl, straightened the Qilu on the ground, let her drink a few sips, then Qishuang, and then when the boss lady, the corners of his mouth twitched, put the bowl on the table, and smiled at the old woman: "Old man, I'm sorry for you!"

The old woman looked at Yang Jingyu, and then squinted at the boss's arrogant posture, with a strange smile on her face, and then helped her up, not wanting the boss lady to open her eyes, bite her lip, her eyes were drunk, pointed at Yang Jingyu, and muttered: "I said handsome guy, you are not dead?"

"Nonsense!"

Yang Jingyu's face fell three black lines, and he urged the old woman to say, "Hurry up and give her a drink!"

He bowed down and helped the second daughter beside him up, dragged him with his true qi, and walked upstairs.

In the second daughter's room, the sandalwood smoke was filling, the fragrance was pleasant, mixed with a trace of the unique fragrance of the boudoir, Yang Jingyu put the second daughter on the bed, and wiped their faces with a basin of water, pulled the quilt to cover it, and then got up and went out, and closed the door.

The proprietress was dragged into the room by the old woman and Xiao Wu to rest, and for a while, the Taibaiju Inn was surprisingly quiet. Yang Jingyu sat in front of the window, shook the folding fan gently, and turned his eyes to look at the sky outside the window, a few birds flew by, a few white clouds floated, he fell into deep thought, and his eyes were deep.

In the afternoon, there was no cloud, the sun hung in the air, leaving behind the scorching sun, shining on the town of Gusu, and the weather was a little more sultry.

Suddenly heard an exclamation, the second daughter in the room woke up suddenly, held her somewhat drowsy brain, glanced at each other, got up and hurriedly pushed the door out.

Yang Jingyu glanced up lightly and said, "Awake?"

There was no emotion in the words, and after a glance, he withdrew his gaze, raised the lamp slightly, and sipped the tea carefully.

When the second daughter saw that her son-in-law was back, she happily ran down from upstairs, stood in front of Yang Jingyu, and said happily: "Son, it's good that you're okay, but I was worried about killing the two of us last night!"

Yang Jingyu gently put down the lamp and said in a deep voice: "Really, why do you drink so much wine?"

The second daughter was stunned for a moment, her heart trembled, her smile froze, her head was lowered, as if she had done something wrong, and she didn't dare to look at Yang Jingyu's chilling eyes.

Qishuang said in a low voice: "It's the two of me who are not good, please punish the son!"

Yang Jingyu shook his head slightly, with a cold expression on his face, pondered for a moment, and said softly: "The world is sinister, when you go out, how can you act so recklessly, if something happens......

He didn't continue, he looked up and swept the body of the second daughter one by one, and shook his head again.

The second daughter thought that Yang Jingyu would punish them, but when she heard this, she immediately raised her head and said with a smile: "Childe is so good!"

Yang Jingyu saw that the second daughter was smiling like a flower, and couldn't hide the smile at the corner of her mouth, so she pursed her lips a little dotingly and said, "Hungry, go eat something, go out with me!"

"Yes!"

The second daughter sat down happily, drank too much wine overnight, and her mouth was already dry, so she grabbed the teapot and led two cups of tea, and hurriedly drank it.

Upstairs, the proprietress walked down the railing crookedly and said to Xiao Wu: "Xiao Wu, water, the old lady wants to drink water!"

The second daughter glanced up, swept over Yang Jingyu again, and quickly lowered her head.

Seeing this, the proprietress leaned on the railing of the building and said with a smile: "Young Master Yang, you two maids have lost you to the slave family!"

Yang Jingyu opened his eyes wide, looked at the second daughter sitting opposite, and said strangely, "What did you say?"

The second girl was startled, shook her head vigorously, and said, "No, I didn't say anything, the proprietress is drunk and dreaming!"

"Knock Knock Knock ......"

The proprietress stepped on the floor slab, walked down from the upstairs step by step, shook her sleeve robe, pouted and said dissatisfiedly: "The two girls are good-looking, don't forget the golden mouth!"

Qilu blushed, lowered her head, and didn't say anything. Qishuang stretched out her hand and crutched him, and whispered, "It's all your fault!"

How could Qilu not remember what she said last night, she laughed strangely, and then turned around Qishuang and said, "Who told you to let me drink!"

Yang Jingyu saw it in his eyes, was speechless, got up and approached the boss, bowed down and said: "Boss, the two of them are not sensible, and there are many offends, please forgive me!"

The proprietress stared at Yang Jingyu, looking at her like a prey, and said after a while: "The slave family is drunk, you don't care about it?

After that, he looked at Yang Jingyu with his eyes, looking forward to it affectionately, waiting for Yang Jingyu's answer.

The atmosphere was a little awkward, and Yang Jingyu stood in place with an embarrassed smile on his face, uneasy. When he was in a hurry, he saw Xiao Wu bowing over with a teapot, and asked in a trembling voice, "Boss, do you still drink this tea?"

Yang Jingyu seized the opportunity, smiled lightly, and said: "Thank you boss, you are thirsty, drink more tea, it is good for your body!"

As soon as he spoke, he stepped back.

When the proprietress heard this, she was furious, her right hand was in her waist, her left hand pointed at Xiao Wu, and scolded: "Xiao Wu, you bastard, destroy the atmosphere that the old lady has worked so hard to get." ”

The second monk of Xiao Wuzhang was puzzled, and said in a daze: "Boss, you haven't woken up from drinking!"

The proprietress snatched the teapot from Xiao Wu's hand, almost roared, and said angrily: "I didn't wake up you big-headed ghost, let me go back to the kitchen to do things, get in the way!"

She was angry, sat on the stool, picked up a bowl and poured it full of tea, and poured it in a big gulp.

In the evening, the sunset gilded the clouds on the horizon with a golden veil, and a piece of gold was snuggled in the embrace of the blue sky.

A flock of birds fell from the sky and burrowed into the deep forest, chirping and not listening.

The night was wrapped in silence and fell from the sky, and the air felt a little cooler.

The wharf of Gusu Town, the fire trees and silver flowers, are very lively. The smell wafts through the streets and alleys as hawkers roast golden tortillas, children with rock sugar gourd skewers in their hands run around, their red faces reddened in the light of the fire, and fishing boats sing at night, and big fish that have just been netted are dancing on the boats.

At this time, the three figures stopped on the dock again, eye-catching!

Yang Jingyu gently shook the peach wood fan, took the other hand, stood under the weeping poplar tree, looked at the lights reflected under the water, and waited with interest for the passenger ship in the distance to sail back.

Night is about to come, and the sky is again hung with a bright moon. However, tonight it is no longer mellow, and the people of Gusu Town no longer have to avoid it.

The boatmen put the ropes on the willow trunks on the shore and tied them, and when the tourists walked ashore, they packed up the bamboo poles and left.

Not long after, a canopy boat stopped in front of Yang Jingyu, he raised his head to look at the rowing man on the boat, and couldn't help but be stunned, and his face showed doubts.

Ships are similar, but people are not!

After the boat was stable, Yang Jingyu looked at the old man who was holding the boat in surprise and called: "Boat owner, dare to ask where the big man who held the boat yesterday went?"

The old man tied the rope to the willow tree, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said with a slight gasp: "Childe, the old man doesn't know who you are talking about!"

Yang Jingyu was a little strange, and described the appearance of the person last night to the old man of the boat family in detail.

When the old man heard this, his face showed a contemplative look, and then he shook his head affirmatively, and said: "Childe, I have been holding the boat here for most of my life, and I have never seen a boatman with a beard. ”

Yang Jingyu smiled lightly, bowed to the old man and said, "In this way, then thank you to the old man!"

He walked along the riverbank, asking left and right, but none of the boatmen nodded that they had seen it.

As night falls, the stars shine brightly!

Yang Jingyu stood under a willow tree, looking at the moonlight in the sky, and then moved his gaze to the Gusu Temple on the distant mountain—tonight, it was surprisingly silent.

Qishuang Qilu had already learned the bizarre story of the demons in Gusu Town from Yang Jingyu, and they had no doubt about what Yang Jingyu said!

Such a mysterious rumor, if it is not deliberately false, then someone deliberately disguised it.

But for what?

The cheeky man must be a key figure, but where did he go?

Nine times out of ten, Yang Jingyu was already sure of the possibility in his heart, but right now, he needed to wait for an opportunity, an opportunity to seize the moon charm.

And this opportunity needs him to take the initiative to seize.

If someone deliberately disguised himself, then he must have been targeted!

At that time, there was still a way to avoid the pair of vicious eyes hidden in the shadows.

The only possibility is to show the people behind this that he has left Gusu Town!

But how?

Yang Jingyu lowered his head again and pondered, thinking carefully about what to do next!

Under the embankment, circles of ripples swung from afar, hit the stones, and then went back. The breeze blew gently on the face, and some coolness hit me. On a night in April, the air smells so good, with the fragrance of spring grass and leaves, people can't help but open their arms and close their eyes to feel more.

Xu was silent for a long time, and the silent atmosphere was finally broken by Yang Jingyu's mouth.

He turned around, looked at Qishuang Qilu, a confident smile tugged at the corner of his mouth, and said softly: "Go, go back!"

Qishuang Qilu made eye contact, and smiled, without Yang Jingyu saying it, the two of them knew that Gongzi had already thought of a good way!