Xiao Feng has rarely been afraid of anything since he was a child.

Even when I saw those strange things in the imperial capital, I was rarely afraid, and more curious, or disappointed.

And the more you know, the more disappointed you get.

But in this huge world, he can't talk about disappointment, but he has something to fear, which can't be regarded as fear, but more unwilling to face it.

For example, incense.

It brings back many memories for him.

Those memories can be seen through and figured out, but they can't be let go or forgotten, so they don't want to face them.

Another example is Gu.

He can control Gu, but he shouldn't have done this, he can endure that kind of pain, but these things have nothing to do with him

Because he was afraid, he didn't like them, and he couldn't help but taste them, even if he had advantages that others couldn't match.

Xiao Feng calmed down and sighed slightly.

Xiang, he's seen it, those things, hopefully that's all.

As for Gu, it shouldn't be bad again in the future, right?

Xiao Feng shook his head, hooked the corners of his mouth slightly, didn't think about it anymore, sat back at the desk and began to flip through the books.

When his mind was disturbed, he seldom thought about anything else, but read books as fast as he could, so fast that he barely had a chance to think about anything else, and before he knew it, his mind was naturally quiet.

Xiao Feng was awakened by a clear sound of 'coo-dong'.

Then he looked up, and the roll on the table was gone.

I looked around, but somehow I rolled under the table.

Xiao Feng looked at the white bird like a ball of hairballs, and couldn't cry or laugh.

How did this little guy roll off the middle of the table? And he didn't wake up from the table, is it rare that he doesn't know the pain?

Reluctantly picked up the rolling flocs, Xiao Feng heard it still 'cooing' softly, and slept soundly.

Xiao Feng was amused and helpless, and walked to the window.

I wanted to see the sky, but I don't know when it rained outside, fine and dense, but there was a little bit of poetry like a light rain.

"This year's rain seems to be a lot more than usual. Although the scenery was beautiful, Xiao Feng's heart flashed such a thought, and then he frowned slightly, thought about it, and returned to the desk to write a long letter, and then walked out of the guest room with the roll.

I found out that this little guy is very warm, anyway, it is sleeping, and it is sleeping so dead, there should be nothing wrong with holding a warm hand by yourself.

Out of the guest room, the lobby on the first floor was bustling, and it was almost noon.

Xiao Feng rubbed his head, looked around, and found that no one in the group had come down, so he couldn't help frowning slightly.

An Mulin is just that, Yu Yi and the three of them are all in the acquired realm, and they haven't recovered after sleeping all morning.

After thinking about it for a while, Xiao Feng sighed helplessly.

It seems that the woman in white has already made a plan, and this Qinlan Pavilion still has to go to it. But since she dared to reveal this to herself, it seemed that she was going to make a deal with herself.

Raised his hand and poked the white bird in his hand, still sleeping like a dead pig, Xiao Feng tilted his head, thoughtfully climbed the stairs down, hit an oil-paper umbrella, and Shi Shiran walked out of the inn.

After that, Xiao Feng wandered around the streets and alleys at will, went to the armory pavilion, bought ten scrap swords for one penny and two pieces, and asked the guy to send them to the inn.

The guy who greeted him at the beginning was not happy, and muttered in his heart that he looked very rich and noble, but he was so stingy, and the reward for running errands was too little, so he glared at Xiao Feng. It's just that Xiao Feng threw him a tael of silver, and after telling him that he didn't have to look for it, he immediately had no complaints.

After that, Xiao Feng went to a simple medicine garden with an oil-paper umbrella and asked for three taels of musk and three taels of camphor, and then he was respectfully invited into the back hall by the guy.

After staying in the back hall for only half an hour, Xiao Feng left the medicine garden and began to wander around again, until he was still there, and slowly walked towards the east of the city.

Qinlan Pavilion has never settled in the county, taking into account the boundaries of the rivers and lakes is one thing, mainly because there is no big family like the beggar gang and the Tang Gate, and living in the county is restricted by the court, not to mention whether the business can be done well, anyway, people must not be happy.

However, the layout of Qinlan Pavilion is really elegant.

Light-colored curtains, curling cigarettes, elegant piano music, graceful dancing

The peaceful and beautiful atmosphere makes people relax as soon as they enter the pavilion, and they want to indulge in this place and never wake up.

It's no wonder business is booming.

When Xiao Feng entered the Qinlan Pavilion, it was still a little short of three quarters.

Although it was drizzling and hazy, there were still people coming and going in the Qinlan Pavilion, and there were Qingyue tunes echoing.

Elegant and peaceful.

In order to avoid trouble, Xiao Feng did not come out with an invitation, but leisurely found a private room as an ordinary guest and sat in, listening to the sound of Qingyaqin and began to close his eyes and recuperate.

It didn't take long for a light aroma wafting from the tip of the nose, not the incense in the private room.

Xiao Feng opened his eyes.

On the opposite side, I don't know when there was a woman in a light blue skirt, who was born delicate, and looked like she was just reaching the crown.

Xiao Feng smiled at her slightly, "Is there something wrong with the girl?"

"Little girl Jiang Ning, thank you for your help yesterday. The woman stood up and saluted Xiao Fengyingying, and said softly.

Xiao Feng stood up, avoided it in a hurry, and said helplessly, "Miss Jiang Xie is the wrong person, yesterday's incident has nothing to do with Zaixia, and the relevant person didn't come." ”

"Isn't it related?" Jiang Ning smiled, "That little woman will thank the little boy for his kindness yesterday." ”

"Oh?" Xiao Feng looked slightly surprised, "Yesterday's person was actually you." ”

Then he said strangely, "You're not angry with me?"

"How?" Jiang Ning smiled, "Yesterday, my sister said something to the little girl, which made the little woman feel enlightened, and I know how stupid the little girl was yesterday." Yesterday's incident was the fault of the little woman, how could I be angry with you?"

"Really?" Xiao Feng glanced at her with a smile, and that look was very similar to the way Xiao Feng looked at her last night.

Jiang Ning unconsciously took a step back.

Xiao Feng smiled, smiling very harmlessly, "There are some things that are not your specialty, why should you force yourself." ”

"You" Jiang Ning's face turned cold suddenly, "I did break the rules yesterday, but you also learned a lesson, and I apologized today, what else do you want?"

Xiao Feng spread his hands, threw the light blue post in his hand on the table, and said casually, "You invited me here, now ask me what I want?"

Jiang Ning choked suddenly, "You, are you from the Ethereal Building?"

The voice has changed a little.

Xiao Feng looked at her with a smile, "You don't even know? It's a waste that you couldn't guess after listening to so many secrets yesterday." ”

Jiang Ning's face was ugly, shocked and angry, but yesterday he suffered a big loss at the hands of this young man, although he was not injured much, the shadow in his heart was not small, and he really didn't dare to be too angry with the young man.

"You are not the one who invited me here. Xiao Feng smiled and said, "I'm busy, if there's nothing to do, I'll leave." ”

"You" Jiang Ning's face was almost as black as the bottom of a pot, but he was choked by Xiao Feng's fluttering words, but he couldn't say a word, so he could only stare at Xiao Feng fiercely.

Xiao Feng suddenly looked up at the outside of the private room.

The Qinlan Pavilion private room is semi-enclosed, with light yarn as the door, but it is only to ensure quiet, but there is not much sound insulation effect.

"Ning'er, step aside. ”

Immediately afterwards, a woman's calm and gentle voice came from outside the private room, and there seemed to be no trace of fireworks.

(End of chapter)