"I lived in Fanke Mountain for a while before and met a little girl. She is the daughter of the tea merchant Bai Shirong." Guiliu said calmly.
The woman stared into Geiliu's eyes, "Where is she now?!"
"Don't worry, her mother will take care of her. She has gone to the capital and will study in the Imperial College."
Guiliu slowly squatted down in front of the woman, "The little girl once told me that one of her favorite aunts was abducted and sold to a brothel by a banker in the capital. I used almost all my manpower to search everywhere, but I wanted to find a number. How difficult it is for an ordinary woman whose whereabouts have been unknown for many years. I had given up hope and thought it was impossible to find her, but then I met you here. You said that if I had a sudden thought today and turned around and walked back to the inn, what would be the result? Not only your Fate cannot be changed, and neither can the fate of the little girl.”
Guiliu continued: "Actually, you were also Bai Shirong's chosen killer, right? But later you changed your stance and chose to protect the little girl and her mother, so you were abducted and trafficked here by Bai Shirong and the dealer."
The woman said nothing and shed tears.
Guiliu took a long breath and said, "I finally found you. In that case, I will redeem you, and then you go to the capital. There will naturally be people to pick you up when you get there, and you can also meet the little girl and her mother."
The woman suddenly raised her head, her eyes fixed on Gui Liu.
"Do you suspect that I am a member of the Zhuang family?" Guiliu joked: "You are so sensitive after being kidnapped once? Then you might as well think about it, if I really have bad intentions, why did I deceive you to go to the capital? Is it possible that I sold you to Chunxian? Building? Here, you can be an oiran, but in Chunxian Building, you are so ordinary that I can’t make much money even if I sell it to you, and maybe I won’t even be able to make back the money I paid for traveling along the way.”
The woman became angry from embarrassment, snorted coldly, and sat back at the desk.
"Pack your things, only take your personal belongings. I will come to redeem you early tomorrow morning."
After saying that, Guiliu turned around and left.
As soon as we got down to the second floor, there was an unusual noise, which was an unusual exchange of drinks.
Thinking that Li Zixin should be listening to music here, Gui Liu stopped and took a look, only to see several dandy boys surrounding Li Zixin.
Suddenly, one of the dandy boys pushed Li Zixin hard. The latter fell backwards and hit his head on the corner of the desk, causing a bloody head on the spot.
The singing girl who was accompanying the drink was so frightened that she quickly lifted her skirt and stood up, but tripped over the wine bottle under the table and fell heavily.
The crowd suddenly made a huge commotion, and one after another focused their gazes on Li Zixin, who was covering his head, and the group of arrogant dudes.
"Junior Jiang Ru, my father Jiang Ai, I met my uncle a few years ago when His Majesty inspected the navy."
Li Zixin stared coldly at the playful and smiling dandy in front of her, and made a move that no one expected, even damaging the court's face.
Spit at the feet of this dandy.
There was an uproar.
Who dares to offend this great plague god of Frost Flower City?
Jiang Ru raised his foot and rubbed it hard on the ground. A smile suddenly appeared on his expressionless face, "Uncle Li vomited well. This vomiting will take off Uncle Li's official hat."
Jiang Ru came close to Li Zixin's face and whispered: "I heard that Uncle Li might be the examiner of Chunwei? This is not good. It would be great if Uncle Li couldn't get out of here today. Those old people in the capital would be relieved. The tone is gone.”
Without warning, Jiang Ru stood up suddenly and kicked Li Zixin in the head.
This time Li Zixin was completely knocked unconscious.
I don’t know who shouted “dead man” first, and the crowd immediately exploded and fled away.
Witnessing the whole process with his own eyes, Gui Liu always stood in the distance without saying a word.
How could Li Zixin, who had never visited a brothel, suddenly want to drink and listen to music?
"Jiang Ai, the former Minister of War in the capital, was in charge of more than 200,000 soldiers. His officers and soldiers were so loyal to him that they even only recognized the banner with the character Jiang and not the tiger talisman of the emperor."
"His son Jiang Ru is addicted to beauty, violent and unruly. If he is allowed to inherit his father's business, he will definitely raise a tiger and become a troublemaker."
These are Li Zixin’s original words.
So Giliu joked: "If you meet Jiang Ru while visiting a brothel later, you will have to snatch his most beloved woman away."
Li Zixin's behavior of spitting just now was undoubtedly to anger Jiang Ru. The more ruthless Jiang Ru is, the more precarious his father's power will be. In other words, in order to reduce the feudal vassal, the former emperor of the Jing Dynasty used high gold to seize titles, which was essentially an excuse. So today, the more unscrupulous you, Jiang Ru, are, the richer the content of the complaint will be.
This is what Li Zixin wants. Even if he doesn't tell Guiliu, the latter can understand it instantly.
This is a tacit understanding. If it had been anyone else, they would have rushed out without thinking about themselves.
"You're dead now?" Jiang Ru sneered, picked up the wine bottle and was about to hit Li Zixin on the head.
Gui Liu frowned, and Man Ting Fang swept out and smashed the wine pot. Suddenly, white light blinded his eyes, and Li Zixin jumped up high with his arms in his arms, and disappeared in an instant.
When Jiang Ru finally opened his eyes, he found that Li Zixin, who was lying on the ground, had disappeared. He became furious on the spot and kicked the singer next to her until she was like a shrimp.
"Master, please calm down."
Suddenly there was a voice from behind, and a faint fragrance came. Jiang Ru turned around and saw the oiran standing behind her, holding a jade fan against her chin, and sneered: "Calm down your anger? Can you let me vent my anger?"
The woman said calmly: "Master, please go back to the room with me."
Jiang Ru raised his eyebrows and said, "Hey, this is the first time I've seen a beauty who takes the initiative to throw herself into her arms. If she refuses, wouldn't it be a big disgrace? Young Master, I like you who are both good-looking and proactive."
The woman lowered her head, stopped talking, turned around and began to lead the way.
Guiliu threw Li Zixin on the inn bed, breathed a sigh of relief, and turned to look at Wang Sizhi, who was not feeling right next to him.
"Take off your clothes." Wang Si's words were concise and to the point.
"Why are you taking off your clothes..." Guiliu said with a guilty conscience, obviously lacking in confidence.
Wang Sizhi looked at him sideways, "It smells like so many women's rouge. How can I keep it overnight if I don't change it?"
It seemed that before he finished speaking, Geiliu stood up, took off his shirt neatly, and threw it into the barrel under the table.
He was even thinking, should he kneel down and admit his mistake?
"Did you fight with someone?" Wang Sizhi asked.
"It's not a fight, Li Zixin is being beaten." Guiliu answered honestly, quietly moving forward, trying to get closer to Wang Sizhi.
"Young Master, please respect yourself." Wang Sizhi said coldly, even the snowball in her arms meowed in a warning tone.
Knowing that Wang Sizhi was angry, Guiliu began to defend: "It was Li Zixin's attention to go to the brothel, and he went to the oiran's house. I just drank some wine and listened to some music... Sizhi, I was wronged. .”
Wang Sizhi narrowed his eyes, swung his crossed legs slightly, and said with a smile: "Is that the opposite?"
Guiliu was so shocked that he could not hesitate and gritted his teeth and said: "If I lie, I will not be buried with Wang Sizhi after my death."
According to Guiliu's thinking, Wang Sizhi would definitely not accept this poisonous oath and choose to believe in himself. But the actual situation is that Wang Sizhi nodded and agreed: "The Emperor and the Queen are here to prove it."
The flowing surface is like ashes.
Wang Sizhi got off the bed, passed by Gui Liu and came to the window. He glanced at the sky and said softly: "The time is up. I'll go and watch outside."
Guiliu hummed and waited for Wang Sizhi to leave the room with Xueqiu'er in his arms, sit cross-legged on the ground, close his eyes and concentrate.
Wisps of purple gold energy flowed out from his seven orifices, covering the ground, and purple gold lotus blossoms suddenly bloomed. After the war ended, Geiryu's realm should have plummeted, but because he broke through the inner demon barrier and truly integrated Buddhist luck, he succeeded in reaching the fifth level as a blessing in disguise.
As the middle grade of the third grade, the fifth grade is also quite rare in the world and has enough qualifications to establish a sect. Most of the masters in the world stay at this level either because they are not talented enough or because they lack training resources. But if you want to truly become a master, you can only break through the fifth level and advance to the sixth level. Reaching the sixth rank, you will not only become a true grandmaster, but you will also have the opportunity to compete for the top 100 martial arts reviews and truly be known to the world.
Gei Liu's talent in martial arts is extremely high, and coupled with his blessings, he was able to reach the fifth rank at such a young age. He didn't know that Qin Fang made a special trip to the World Martial Arts Temple and discovered that Guiliu was the fastest martial artist to reach the fifth rank in the past hundred years.
The civil servant in charge of the martial arts temples all over the world said sincerely that "the future generations are to be feared" and at the same time regretted that Qin Fang had lost all his realm.
After killing Yuan Liang, the third ancestor in the world, and Wu Peixian, the great monk of the Yin Yang family, Qin Fang could have retained some realm in the end, but she didn't want to, and instead quietly donated her last cultivation level to Gui Liu. As she said, "My Qin Fang's child can break out of the death trap set by the giants of the Yin and Yang family. Why does his mother need to protect him?"
Qin Fang is just a weak woman now, and Gei Liu knows this, so even though he fought to the death to reach the fifth rank a few days ago, he doesn't dare to rest. If you want to protect your parents and Gui Qing, the fifth rank is far from enough. You must reach the seventh rank and become one of the few great masters in the world.
From the moment Qin Fang lost her realm, this white-haired man was destined to open his arms to protect his family.
Outside the inn, Wang Sizhi sat on the steps and gently touched Xueqiu's little head with his chin.
She always felt sorry for the white-haired man who was always running desperately.
When can he take a break?
Wang Sizhi clearly remembered that Guiliu was lying in his arms that day, and within seconds he was snoring like thunder. It was at that time that she realized that perhaps this man was most at ease only when he was in her arms.
From dusk until the stars and moon were bright, Gui Liu came out after bathing and changing clothes, and hugged Wang Sizhi from behind.
Wang Sizhi, who was feeling sleepy, snorted and said softly: "Why are you so slow?"
"Then I'll be faster next time." Guiliu said softly.
"No, you can't go slower." Wang Si's milky voice was like a kitten's.
"Slower?" Guiliu was a little confused.
"I told you to run slower." Wang Sizhi raised her head, and Gui Liu could even see the stars and the moon in her clear pupils.
Just as Guiliu was about to speak, Wang Sizhi suddenly kissed her. At this moment, she was awake. She closed her eyes and whispered in her heart.
"It doesn't matter if you go faster, I'll run with you."
