Flatten her somewhat stiff body, unconsciously feeling Lori's softness.

Slightly straighten the sleeves with some folds, only to find that the existing girl's clothes are uneven.

Not entangled in these unexpected circumstances, using the spiritual spring taken out of the ring as a medium, she performed the rain summoning technique she learned during the comprehension test, and nourished her body.

For a long time, when Wutian wiped her face with a hot and humid towel, her eyes quietly opened.

Looking at each other, time seems to freeze at this moment.

Of course, it just seems that Wutian, who continued to wipe for two seconds according to his original idea, withdrew the towel.

"Are you feeling better?"

"Well, the whole body is cold and cold, so comfortable!"

At this moment, the innocent smile returned to his face, and the girl who was pale when she saw the black-clothed samurai had disappeared.

After speaking, she looked at her body, and when she found that there was a looming body except for the important area wrapped in the profane clothes, her little face blushed and said, "Brother Shifeng, why don't you help me dry it when you help me take a bath." ”

“............”

As time passed, the innkeepers who had avoided the fight of the gods returned to the inn one after another, and saw the strange look on the clean ground and the real money left on the account table.

"Brother Hu Jiao, Brother Tianwen, how are you!"

Zhen Kun, who had changed his clothes, took Wutian out to look for food when he met everyone who came back and said hello.

"Huh, is it my delusion, how do you feel that Maruko has become pretty!"

Under the nourishment of the spiritual spring, Zhen Su is not only more energetic, but also has a fairer and more translucent complexion.

"Little bunny, even Maruko makes fun of her, she's still a child!"

Hu Jiao's tone became a little stern when he said this, and Tianwen, who was listening, hurriedly nodded and left.

Seeing that Zhen Kun was quietly approaching the age when he could stay in the boudoir, Hu Jiao couldn't help but show emotion on his face, and said, "When I took you to the inn, I was still such a little girl, but I didn't expect it to be in a blink of an eye...... Forget it, let's not talk about it. ”

Hu Jiao, who had just gestured the height with his hand, seemed to remember something, and left a little gloomy.

"Brother Hu Jiao seems to have something on his mind. ”

Listening to Zhen Kun's entanglement, you don't need to guess Wutian to know that Hu Jiao, who is old enough to be Zhen Kun's father, but is called an elder brother by the extremely sensible Zhen Kun, he must be a person with a story.

It's a pity that he doesn't have wine, and he won't be persistent out of curiosity, so he followed Zhen Kun to the place to eat with a slight smile.

At night, because there was no bed for the guys for the time being, with the acquiescence of Hu Jiao and the envy of a group of guys, Wutian was taken to his room by Zhen Kun.

"Brother Shifeng, you can sleep on the bed, I'm young, just use a small quilt to make a bunk. ”

The earth is icy, but the heart is hot.

He didn't know how to describe how he felt at this time, maybe it was because it had been too long, so long that he had forgotten that there was a term in this world: moving.

Not for the cultivation of high or low, not for the relationship of interests, not even for the love between men and women.

After a long time, he smiled and said, "The little monk meditates at night, so he doesn't have to sleep. ”

As he spoke, he sat in the air, pinching his fingers.

In the buddy's room next to Zhen Kun's room, the two of them leaned their ears against the wall, trying to listen to something, and one said, "What did you hear?"

"I think I heard the man say that he didn't have to sleep. ”

"I didn't expect that the fine little cabbage of the little balls was actually arched by a passing wild boar! ”

As soon as the two stopped talking, a delicate female voice with shortness of breath passed through the wall: "Ah! Brother Feng is so powerful!"

The two looked at each other and said in unison: "Beast!"

Although Zhen Kun finally lay on the bed obediently, the little eyes looked at Wutian from time to time to see if he had fallen from the sky, so that he didn't sleep well all night.

The next day, Zhen Kun, who went out with panda eyes, happened to meet the eavesdropping duo who opened the door, and when the two saw Zhen Kun's state, they couldn't help but whisper to Wutian on the side: "Beast!"

A day, a day or two, as time passed, the people in the inn had become accustomed to the taciturn and lawless existence.

On this day, the sky is rarely clear, and the shopkeeper Hu Man, who returned from going out, brought a news that the young owner of the Yunlai Inn will come to inspect the branch at noon tomorrow, so the inn set off a vigorous cleaning campaign.

I don't know why, Wutian feels that he is starting to enjoy the simple and happy life he has now.

The next day, in front of the clean and new Yunlai Inn, there stood a row of young men in green clothes and white clouds, and the two people who looked like golden boys and girls at the end were particularly eye-catching, attracting the attention of onlookers and discussions.

"What a beautiful two babies! What important people are Yunlai Inn going to welcome?"

"Yes, if my daughter could be so beautiful, she wouldn't have found her in-laws at the age of sixteen......"

In the midst of the discussion, a carriage quietly arrived, the appearance of the carriage was simple, but the curtain was lifted, and the extravagance was fully revealed.

"Applause!"

The shopkeeper Hu Man gave an order, the applause on the scene boiled, and as his gestures changed, everyone who had already rehearsed shouted in unison: "Welcome to the inn!"

"Senior brother, this is your branch in Guyuan Town, it looks a little small. ”

The man who was called Senior Brother was Shaodong Family Canyang responded with a smile: "It's not as rich as your family, Senior Brother, the ten islands of Sichuan Country, who doesn't know that the Meng family, the God of Wealth, only buys expensive ones and doesn't buy the right ones, and building a shop is the same as building a palace, no matter how high the cost is, whether you can collect it or not." ”

Meng Peng smiled "hehe", obviously very useful.

The two of them talked loudly, walking as if no one was around, and suddenly Meng Peng's eyes turned but he couldn't walk anymore.

Seeing that Meng Peng didn't reply, Ju Canyang looked curiously with his gaze, and was also stunned, and couldn't help but secretly say, "What a beautiful cutie." ”

I was stunned for a moment, and I only heard Meng Peng's words in my ears: "Brother Canyang, 1 high-grade spirit stone, how about this little girl be sent to my room at night?"

In this era when a low-grade spirit stone equivalent to one hundred taels of gold could cover the Oiran in the big city, the price of a high-grade spirit stone was worthy of the title of the Meng family, the God of Wealth.

To be honest, he was also quite excited about Zhen Kunju Canyang, but he could teach to control his desires, compared to the resources brought by a high-grade spirit stone, that little bit of enjoyment could still be given up.

Seeing that Canyang was very moved, Meng Peng smiled, and he deeply understood that if he wanted to pay less, he had to smash more in an instant, and if he smashed others, things would become easier.

Meng Peng's words did not suppress the volume, and when they saw the hesitant expression of the young owner, everyone was a little chilled, and Zhen Kun's face was even pale.

And Wutian's eyes were very cold when he looked at Meng Peng, like ten thousand years of ice.