The swordsman hugged the proprietress to explain the aftermath, but the proprietress was a little frightened, but she couldn't bear it and didn't show it. Could it be that Changge was angry? Although his junior sister was indeed a little cruel, and it was true that she was not guilty of death, but everyone died, and it was a big deal that she would come to the door later and mourn with Changge for a few years, so why should she be separated from him again? And this time, Changge actually said that he didn't have to wait for him......

"Changge, is my sister more important or am I important?" The proprietress endured and endured, and couldn't help but ask this stupid question. At this time, her original gentle expression was gone, even if she smiled, she couldn't hide the feelings of loss and sadness gradually surged, her eyes were crimson, and her autumn-like pupils were slightly blurred by tears.

Murong Changge sighed, and explained to her as smoothly as possible: "Wanjun, my junior sister was raised by me since I was a child, and I really have a little ...... when she goes like this What's more, my sister's father and mother, my master, I have to go back and give them an explanation, and there are many trivial things in the mountains, I'm afraid I don't have time to take care of you, so you can go yourself......"

Li Jingliu watched Murong Changge consider the words to appease the proprietress, and did not want to implicate her, so his impression of Murong Changge changed greatly, and then saw that this kid's appeasement was really ineffective, so he took over the conversation and said: "Boss lady, his junior sister is the daughter of the head of a Xiuzhen sect, and she died like this, so what sect will definitely not give up, it is better to let this swordsman confess now, and save you from being implicated." ”

The proprietress sorted out the general situation and asked Murong Changge, "You, will it be okay to go back?"

The swordsman nodded firmly: "Master, my stepmother has always been very good to me. Go ahead, don't wait for me any longer. ”

The proprietress smiled: "Then I'll do business well, twenty years later, every city on the mainland will have my shop, if Changge sees the Angelica Inn again, come in, I will meet you." "The proprietress has been in the rivers and lakes all her life, not a deep boudoir infatuated little daughter, but quite a bit of crazy temperament, since you said you don't need me to wait, then I look forward to meeting again.

The swordsman's expression softened, and he nodded with a chuckle: "When the time comes, I will be a little white face and come to Wanjun's store to eat and drink for nothing." ”

"That's it. The proprietress showed a proud look, and then said solemnly: "This proprietress doesn't want to see you anymore, you get out." ”

Li Jingliu looked at this pair and gave the cook a look with comfort, looking at this, the cook has no play in his life. Who knows that the chef is not only not frustrated, but reveals a trace of joy that can't be covered by hard work, yes, although he still can't get the boss lady, but after all, the boss lady will not run away with people, even if it is far away, it is enough for the cook to be able to watch the boss quietly for a while every day.

Many feelings in the world are like this, the proprietress is willing to wait for the swordsman, even if she doesn't wait, she can look forward to meeting again. The swordsman is a man with affection and righteousness, but he is not very decisive, and he is unwilling to live up to the boss lady or abandon the master. And the most non-existent cook, as long as he is far away, he is very satisfied to watch the bright moon hanging there in his heart.

To say that Li Jingliu is very disdainful of this kind of behavior of swordsmen, the so-called judgment is broken, the junior sister who is the daughter of the head of the family is dead, and she will return to the mountain? said that she will not be punished, Li Jingliu herself does not believe it, of course the boss lady does not believe it, but there is love, the boss lady just believes that one day they will meet again.

Murong Changge nodded with everyone, and explained to Li Jingliu in private, stuffed Li Jingliu with something, and left.

Listening to the last sentence of the swordsman, Li Jingliu rarely gave birth to some admiration, worthy of being a decent young man, really bold and bold, and really broad-minded, therefore, Li Jingliu decided not to pry the cook to do something to snatch love, even if the three yellow chickens he burned were delicious!

Ziyun Mountain, Bixia Peak.

At this time, Mrs. Murong did not have the previous gentleness and quietness, her hair was messy, her dress was untidy, she fell on the couch like a shrew and cried bitterly, Mo Shaoqiu deserved to be more than six hundred years old, and when she heard the news of her beloved daughter's inexplicable death, even if her heart hurt, she did not lose her bearing. It's just that Mrs. Murong's imageless crying disturbed his upset, and after comforting him many times to no avail, Master Mo left Mrs. Murong and went to Hanluo Peak alone.

The cold falling peak is covered with snow all year round, even in the middle of summer, the peak is still cold, cold and biting. At this time, Master Mo asked Murong Changge, who was detained in it for reflection, a question that he had already asked me I don't know how many times: "Who dares to harm my daughter right under my nose?

Murong Changge has been an unlucky child since he was a child, even if he was not unlucky for a while when he was growing up, fate would always bring him back to the line of bad luck. For example, now, he neither regrets picking up Xie Wanjun, nor does he regret not getting rid of his junior sister who is like a little tail, but he regrets that he slapped his junior sister, and some regrets that he was picked up by his sister in Ziyun Mountain back then.

In the past few days, Murong Changge has been subjected to harsh sarcasm that he has never heard in his life, and he has heard shrewd-like abuse from his stepmother that he has never heard before, as if the kindness between the master and his stepmother in the past forty years or so was hypocritical. Since he told the news of his junior sister, his stepmother peeled off the kind skin used for disguise, and pounced on him like a mad dog, and at the same time, all kinds of ungrateful words and the like squirted out of his stepmother's mouth, stabbing Murong Changge's heart every sentence.

And the master, whom he has always respected, looked at himself coldly, coldly, and emotionlessly with a knife-like cold eye, until he was caught by his stepmother, and the injury caused by the golden bell on his arm burst out, and the master floated down, grabbed the stepmother who was already tired, and supported Murong Changge by the way.

Master said, "You should go to Hanluo Peak now to reflect, and I will go to see you when I am free." ”

So Murong Changge went, and sat in the crystal white snow and cold ice for three days, the blood spilled from the wound on his arm had already frozen, he was plain, the snow covered his hair, eyebrows, and the cold almost froze his eyes. Murong Changge only felt very cold, very cold, and he couldn't turn his spiritual energy to warm his frozen body, because his master, when he held him up, sealed his spiritual veins.

Three days later, Master Mo came, and the master said, "Who strangled your junior sister to death?"

When Murong Changge heard the movement, he trembled and shook the snow on his body, and reluctantly opened his eyes and said: "The junior apprentice doesn't know that the junior apprentice was separated from the junior sister before, and when the junior sister was found, the junior sister had suffered misfortune. The petty is guilty. ”

Master Mo snorted coldly and said, "You kneel and think about it, are you still sitting on your back?"

Since then, Master Mo has come more and more frequently, and his tone has become more and more irritable, yes, he can't find out who it is, Mo Lingling is dead, out of the ordinary, Mo Ling, who is carrying two magic weapons, is dead, and he was killed by a single blow, when did such a master appear around Ziyunmen? Since he can't find out, he can't avenge his beloved daughter, and this anger migrated to Murong Changge, and the last words Murong Changge heard who was about to fall into a coma was Master Mo's angry voice:" If you can't find the murderer who killed the bell, you will kneel here until death, and the bell will not be infatuated with you in vain!"

Looking at Li Jingliu again, he has an extra little brother in a few days, and I don't know what method Mo Dongdu, who is blind in face, used to persuade his old father, in short, Mo Dongduan followed Li Jingliu on the road. In this regard, Li Jingliu was very relieved and finally ...... Finally, you don't have to worry about your livelihood anymore!

The two of them sent the proprietress and the men who were willing to stay at the Angelica Inn to Yangcheng, two hundred miles away, and after begging for a large portion of three yellow chickens to drink, they took their leave.

Before leaving, Li Jingliu explained to the proprietress: "Your swordsman left you some things, saying that if you insist on reuniting with him, you will go to Datong Cargo Village every five years to get some." After that, he gave the proprietress a fish-shaped jade pendant, "Take this jade pendant, find the shopkeeper of all the Datong goods in the country, and when he sees this jade pendant, he will naturally give you something." ”

"Besides, your swordsman asked you to find a boss for the inn. After that, he stretched out his face shyly, "He said that I will help you choose a reliable person, but Juxian does not avoid relatives, what do you think of me?"

The proprietress took the jade pendant, slapped Li Jingliu on the face with the other hand, and scolded with a smile: "Where did the fake Taoist priest come from, he still wants to take advantage of the old lady for nothing, hurry up." ”

Li Jingliu let out a long sigh, dragged out the tone and said: "The wanderer is looking for a place to return~ The poor beauty doesn't take it in, hey~ Don't take it in~" It was a little beast, and the extremely faceless jumped from Li Jingliu's shoulder to the boss's shoulder, and the sharp and long mouth was fragrant on the boss's fair face.

The proprietress looked at this fluffy little guy and was very happy: "I think he is quite reliable, why don't you leave him for me to be the boss?"

"That's not possible~ I'm a spirit beast, warding off evil spirits and exorcisms, and it's magical~"

The little beast rolled its eyes, but jumped on Mo Dongdi's shoulder. Young Master Mo was concentrating on recording Li Jingliu's romantic quotations, but the little beast jumped like this, and suddenly lost his goal, so he had to walk over to the one with the most messy hairstyle in front of him, and said, "Senior brother, hurry up." "It's been so many days, let alone a fairy, I haven't even seen a female ghost, and Li Jingliu is so procrastinating, which really hits Mo Dongdu's enthusiasm.

"Let's go, let's go, my junior brother is always so impatient. ”

On the way, Li Jingliu told Mo Dongxuan about the swordsman one by one, who thought that Mo Dongxuan couldn't listen to such a chivalrous thing, in addition to expressing his appreciation for the swordsman, his heart was also full of anger, isn't he just a swordsman? There are actually two girls who like him? My Young Master Mo doesn't know anyone, that's not good? Why don't two girls like me?

Li Jingliu said soothingly: "Your problem of not being able to recognize people is very big, which girl can like to not recognize herself? ”

Mo Dong immediately said: "That's those girls who don't look good, they are all white and thin, or a little darker, if they all have a bright coat color like a small beast, how can they not be recognized?"

The little beast on Li Jingliu's neck heard that he had been hit by an arrow for no reason, and said casually: "Then you have to find the fox spirit, that thing is red, black, white, and golden, you can pick one." ”

Mo Dong groaned slightly, and actually agreed: "That's right! Not only can she recognize it, but she can also look different, good advice!"

If you want to speak language, it is inherently binding, such as agreement, that is the other party to bind, such as commitment, that is self-imposed bondage, sometimes, even some unintentional words, as long as you say it, it will be fulfilled at an unexpected time, maybe God is kind, he thinks that since you have said it, occasionally meet your wishes, of course, bad things are always fulfilled more, who knows what the truth is?