Chapter 141: Finding Fault
The night was as cold as water, and it was dawn in the blink of an eye.
When she woke up, Qinghe felt refreshed, because last night she sensed the fluctuation of aura in her body, and successfully broke through the late stage of transformation and entered the early stage of refining the void.
It may be because of the appearance of the little phoenix that she broke through the stage very smoothly, and the aura in her body was inexhaustible, and it only took an hour to enter the refining void.
When she opened the door, she saw Qi Rong standing in front of the door waiting for her.
"Breakthrough?"
"Hmm. "She usually hides her cultivation outside, but Qirong can see it at a glance.
"Do you want to go out for a walk?"
Qinghe glanced at the sunny weather outside, and vaguely heard the laughter on the street.
"Okay. β
A pair of beautiful people in dark blue costumes strolled around the street at will, and everyone moved their eyes to them as if they were indifferent, some were tempted, some were envious, and it was obvious that the two of them had become a beautiful scenery on the street.
Qi Rong covered his red pupils as early as after returning from the divine realm, and at the moment he looks no different from ordinary people, but his temperament is too good, and the first impression is that this person is a noble son of a big family at first glance, an immortal who has descended into the world, evil and gentle, and his cultivation is extremely high, he is a powerful character.
And Qinghe's unique cold temperament, like frost, does not smile, and the body inadvertently exudes coldness, which makes people dare not approach.
Such two people stand together, their aura is compatible, and they match for no reason.
Undisguised scrutiny, Qinghe frowned, not far from the inn, she had already sensed the divine thoughts released by countless monks, and it was only a moment of temptation that disappeared without a trace, this kind of game like hide and seek is really ruining the mood.
The gentle fingertips gently smoothed her eyebrows, and she said softly: "Don't let unprovoked people spoil their mood, and their brows are not good-looking." β
Qinghe raised his eyebrows, "It turns out that what you like is my skin." β
Qi Rong smiled: "I'm here to make you happy." β
"To make me happy, you have to take practical actions, and you can't impress me with good words. β
Qi Rong smiled indulgently, "Then shall I invite you to a big meal?"
Qinghe thought for a while and said, "I'll have to order that dish." β
Prayer: "According to you." β
The two of them were talking and laughing while looking for a restaurant, and walked forward shoulder to shoulder.
"A gentleman has a way, he will be faithful to gain it, and he will be proud to lose it; what the good man is evil and the wicked are good is the nature of the man, and he will be arrested." β
Passing by the Sifang Inn, Qinghe saw that the scholar of that day was holding the wrinkled book and studying hard.
The sun was just right in front of the inn, and he sat there shaking his head, immersed in the poetry book, and the long shirt he had worn for an unknown period of time was washed and whitened, and the cleanliness revealed the poverty of the reader.
People who came and went consciously avoided the land, unwilling to get closer, and Qinghe walked over as if he didn't see it.
"I don't listen to what is going on outside the window, and I only read the books of the sages with my heart, so seriously, I ignore the avoidance of the people around me. β
The scholar raised his head, saw that it was Qinghe, got up and saluted, "There is Yan Ruyu in the book, there is a golden house in the book, and there are all the beauties and wealth, how can you notice anything else." β
"You're not pedantic, and you're even a little flamboyant. β
The scholar smiled embarrassedly, "It's just a joke, don't take it seriously." β
"You study so hard to gain fame?"
"That's right, ordinary people like me who can't lift their hands or shoulders can only serve the country by studying. Speaking of this, he sighed a little, "It's also ashamed to say that there have been three scientific expeditions, and none of them have been lifted, which is really unfulfilling." β
"If you come out of the book and are more sophisticated, maybe something will change. β
When the scholar heard this, he said, "If I borrow the girl's auspicious words, I will consider it." β
Just as he was about to leave, the scholar bowed his head to say goodbye, and when he saw a few people in the distance, his face suddenly changed greatly, and he hurriedly rushed into the inn and shouted: "Boss, they are here again! Hide! Hide!"
The words alarmed all the people in the inn, and everyone immediately threw away their work and gathered in front of the counter.
The middle-aged man at the counter was fiddling with the abacus, and when he heard this, he threw the abacus aside, turned around and took the long stick that had been prepared next to him, and said angrily: "Hide, where can you hide, they are just a group of wild dogs who will not stop if they don't reach their goal, they won't let me go if they can't grab food, and they have a fart to hide!"
"But with our weak strength, how can we fight those monks who believe that they are superior to others?"
"If you can't fight, you have to fight, even if you die, you can't give them the inn!"
"That's right, you can't back down when you die!"
The firm words aroused a trace of courage wrapped in cowardice and powerlessness in the deepest hearts of everyone, and the fighting spirit was high, and they were as fearless as if they were on the battlefield, even if they had only the last breath left, they would bite off a piece of the enemy's flesh.
Everyone united as one, step by step to meet the enemy, the next moment was a gust of palm wind shook back a few meters, the body was knocked out, from the air to draw a perfect arc, fell not on the ground, but just placed on the table, chair and bench, in an instant, fragments of wood chips flew all over the sky, raising a burst of dust.
Along with the pages of the books were the wails of the scholars, who struggled to get up from the ground, dragged their scarred bodies, and took lightning-fast steps, hiding behind the counters, behind the pillars, and even whining and running to where to go, and in an instant the boss was the only one left in the lobby.
He looked around, his face was not panicked, but he was comforting himself in his heartβ
It's all a small scene, I'm afraid of a fart!
Clenching the stick in his hand, he stared coldly at the few people who stepped in, waiting for him.
"Boss, have you recovered from your injuries last time? A very slapping voice rang out.
The one who opened his mouth was a man in a brown shirt with a short-sleeved shirt, a treacherous smile on his face, hanging eyes and thick lips, and obscene eyes.
The boss pointed the stick at them and said coldly: "A group of stinky wild dogs, dirty my inn, don't get out of here quickly!"
The man's eyebrows were raised, "You dare to scold me, watch me kill you with one slap!"
Raising his hand to gather strength, the man in white beside him stopped him, "We are here to negotiate, not to kill." β
Hearing this, the man glared at the boss and slowly lowered his hand.
The man in white looked like a gentleman, and said softly to the boss: "Boss A, we have offended a lot in the previous matter, and we will compensate you here, but we must have the inn, please consider it carefully, you can make a price at will, rest assured, the price is not a problem." β
The boss is also a violent temper, and he is extremely disgusted with the monk, even in this gentle and consultative tone, he doesn't eat this set, "Lao Tzu has said a long time ago, if you don't sell it, you don't sell it, don't you understand people's words!"
He pointed to the mess and said, "Make amends? Are you having an attitude of making amends? You smashed so many things at me and injured me before, why don't you pay some medical expenses? Hmph! I think you are a bunch of sanctimonious hypocrites who are upright cultivators in vain! What are you?"
The man in white narrowed his eyes coldly, and said: "Boss A, it's not a good idea to be an enemy of us, you are too upright, if you are sleek and sophisticated, it will only be good for you and the inn, this is the truth I taught you, do you understand?"
"Phew! What bullshit! Get out, get out of here!"
"You!" The man in white saw that he didn't eat oil and salt, and immediately raised his eyebrows, and said sharply: "Old immortal, toast and don't eat and drink, it seems that the lesson of the last time is not enough, I will look at your arms today, tear your mouth, and see how you are still sharp!"
As soon as the words fell, the cold light in his hand flashed, his body suddenly approached, and the cold sword stabbed at the boss's body.
Ordinary people and cultivators can't be compared after all, and before the boss could see the trajectory of the man in white, he felt a chill coming from his neck, and the stick fell to the ground, and the blade of the sword was already across his neck.
"Old thing, you don't listen to good words, you want me to be rude, this is your own fault, don't blame me. β
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