Facing Zhao Rang's provocation, Qing Qing turned her head to the side coldly.
She knew that Zhao Rang didn't want to drink, he just wanted to prove that what he said was not entirely right.
The strange self-esteem brought about by a man's inexplicable desire to win is sometimes so childish and terrifying. The only way to avoid it is not to see him and let him play by himself. After a long time, it will become boring and he will return. Come to the normal path.
"Okay, I admit that everything you said is right."
Zhao Rang put down the wine bottle and said.
But these words didn't make Qingqing turn her head back.
"I went to the back mountain and met Sun Er. Of course he didn't expect that I would come to him so directly, and of course he was shocked."
After hearing what Zhao Rang said was very serious, Qingqing turned around.
All we have to do now is wait.
Wait for Sun Er to regain his composure and take action, and at the same time protect the pair of senior sisters around him.
If a dog with an owner is bullied outside, he will definitely keep his grievances in his stomach and pour it all out to his owner when he returns home.
Sun Er is such a dog.
His master is none other than Taoist Priest Hagoromo.
So as long as Zhao Rang waits for him to go back and express his grievances to his master, the man and the dog will definitely take action.
The junior sister was completely drunk. She was lying on the table, resting her arm on her head, smacking her lips and murmuring from time to time.
The senior sister held her waist, put an arm on her shoulder, and helped her into the room.
People who have finished drinking are most afraid of the wind.
At night in Baihe Mountain, the mountain breeze is very cool.
Zhao Rang originally thought that the senior sister was almost drunk. After all, there were not many girls who could drink and had a good drinking capacity.
"I didn't realize you had such a good drinking capacity!"
But when the senior sister settled the little junior sister and walked out of the house again, Zhao Rang realized that he had thought wrong.
"I don't like drinking."
The senior sister said lightly.
Zhao Rang nodded.
Not liking to drink and being able to drink are two different things, and they do not conflict with each other.
If given the choice, Qingqing doesn't like drinking, but her drinking capacity is also scary.
Zhao Rang suddenly remembered the story that his uncle told him about his drinking party when he was young.
There are not many people, regardless of gender, who can drink and love to drink, and who also think carefully about making wine.
"So you are doubting my master, right?"
Zhao Rang glanced at Qingqing.
He felt that some words were more appropriate for girls to say to each other.
However, Qingqing didn't even think about helping her, so she turned her head and looked away again.
"I can't say that I'm suspicious. I can only say that she is the most suspicious now."
Zhao Rang played a word game, but the senior sister did not accept this trick at all.
"Because she's from the Southland?"
Zhao Rang was speechless.
Admittedly, if it weren't for this, Zhao Rang would never have suspected her so quickly.
Once you have doubts about a person, all the clues in the future will be inextricably linked to that person.
"You seem to have an unusual relationship with her."
Zhao Rang said, trying his best to make his tone gentler.
The senior sister turned her head, stared straight at Zhao Rang, and said word by word:
"I'm from the Southland too."
Zhao Rang didn't know what kind of expression he had on his face at this moment, but he knew it wasn't pretty. Because only such an expression can make the senior sister feel proud and then laugh.
"Okay, you and your master are both from Southland, what next?"
Zhao Rang leaned back.
Whenever he made this gesture, a white flag was actually raised in his heart.
However, surrender does not mean that he feels that he is wrong, it is just a way to make himself more gentle.
"Nothing more. If it weren't for my master, I would have died long ago."
After the senior sister said that, she got up and walked out of the yard.
Zhao Rang frowned, silently withdrew the white flag in his heart, walked in front of her, raised his arm slightly, blocked her way, and said:
"How can you guarantee that someone who saved you once will never harm you again?"
The senior sister was stunned. She really couldn't answer this question.
But he still chose to bypass Zhao Rang's arm and continue walking towards the door from the side.
This time Zhao Rang did not stop him.
It's not that he can't stop it, it's just that it's not necessary.
What's more, everything is still speculation now, and Zhao Rang cannot destroy an apprentice's feelings for his master for no reason, especially if there is a life-saving grace between the two.
At the same time, Sun Er was sitting on the chair that Zhao Rang had previously sat at the door.
The difference is that there is a small table in front of him, with a roast chicken, half a catty of peanuts, and a few freshly baked and still steaming pancakes on it.
Although the environment in the back mountain is not very good, the roads are muddy, the eaves are low, and the house is dark, but the food is never a loss for the mouth and stomach.
Not to mention the bits and pieces that a steward like him seizes from official duties, the tributes that change every three days in so many palaces in Qianshan are enough to make these people's mouths water.
Sun Er first pulled off a chicken leg from the roasted chicken, held it in his mouth, chewed it while opening a piece of dough, tore off the roasted chicken meat one by one, and placed it in the center of the cake. Finally, he grabbed a handful and fried it. Sprinkle the peanuts in and the burrito is ready.
Sun Er ate very seriously and did not drink for the first time tonight. Because he has something very important to do tonight, and he must have sufficient physical strength and a clear mind.
After finishing the roast chicken and pancakes, there were still a few peanuts left on the table.
At this moment, Sun Er's whole person was different from before.
"Haha, that kid from the aristocratic family actually thought that I was really afraid of him and wanted to deceive me. He should regret tonight why he looked down on me!"
Suddenly, he heard a rustling sound coming from the room, and then saw the woman who had left earlier come back again.
Sun Er looked at her face and the figure wrapped in clothes. He couldn't deny that this woman was still so attractive, but he had no thoughts now and said coldly:
"I have something to do tonight."
The woman leaned against the door, folded her hands on her chest, highlighted her towering figure even more, and said:
"I'm here to do things too."
Sun Er took a few steps closer and realized that there was something different about this woman tonight. There is no makeup on her face, and her clothes are extremely elegant.
For a moment, Sun Er felt a little jealous and asked:
"What are you going to do if you look so nice?"
The woman replied lightly:
"I'm going to see an old friend off."
Sun Er made a sound and said:
"It seems like this person is very important to you."
Elegant clothes are naturally worn to show important people, just like good wine and good food are used to entertain distinguished guests.
The woman thought for a while and said:
"Whether it matters or not is another matter. But it is true that it is very close."
Sun Er snorted coldly and was not prepared to say anything else.
For a man, as long as he has possessed her before, even if he knows who she is, he will feel very uncomfortable.
"Unfortunately, just because you have done the most intimate thing does not mean you are the most intimate person."
The woman said, her arms folded across her chest had been opened, and one hand gently rested on Sun Er's shoulder.
Sun Er just wanted to refuse, because that was how she took off her clothes in the first place.
In the current situation, if you take it off and want to put it on again, you will probably have to wait until dawn.
But soon Sun Er couldn't refuse.
His mouth had twisted into a knot.
All the facial features on his face were twisted together, and his eyes were so wide that they almost fell out.
The woman's other hand was placed on Sun Er's other shoulder.
Soon, both sides of Sun Er's shoulders and shoulder blades were crushed to pieces.
Sun Er never imagined that the hands that could gently take off his clothes could have such great strength, crushing his own shoulders without making a sound...
The severe pain gave Sun Er no chance to scream and he passed out.
The woman lifted the hem of her skirt, pulled out a sack from it, then squatted next to Sun Er, stretched out an index finger, and pressed down lightly from the back of Sun Er's neck along his spine.
Every time he pressed it, Sun Er's nose and mouth would choke out a pool of blood.
In the end, blood could only flow out from the corners of his closed eyes and ears.
After pressing down to Sun Er's tailbone, the woman stood up, clapped her hands, and then used her slender legs and feet to kick Sun Er's body into the sack.
After taking off her headband and tying the bag tightly, she lifted the sack with just two fingers.
Sun Er is not short and slightly fat.
Even if an adult man, no matter how thin he is, wants to lift it up with two fingers, it would probably be a fantasy for most martial arts practitioners, let alone Sun Er is already dead.
Dead people are always heavier than living people.
Not only could this woman lift a sack, she could also walk swiftly on the muddy road in the back mountain.
In a blink of an eye, the figure disappeared into the night.
In the courtyard of Qianshan, Zhao Rang and Qing Qing were thinking about how to rest tonight.
There was only one bed in the room, and besides that, there were four futons.
But now the futon has been occupied by the drunk junior sister.
A bed is nothing, if Zhao Rang and Qing Qing are really husband and wife.
Husband and wife should sleep on the same bed, otherwise their relationship will have problems sooner or later.
But the problem now is that Zhao Rang and Qing Qing are not husband and wife, and the relationship between them is more complicated than that of husband and wife.
Although Qingqing said that Zhao Rang would definitely not sleep in the first half of the night, Zhao Rang also needed to rest.
No one can sit outside, blowing the cold mountain wind, for several hours in a row, and still maintain the best condition.
Fortunately, the way the two of them dealt with such problems was silence.
Zhao Rang would not speak first before he thought about it.
"Let's go, it's cold outside, come inside and warm up for a while."
Qingqing gave Zhao Rang a reason that he couldn't refuse.
Even strangers can be invited into the house to keep warm on a cold day. Needless to say, they are at least 'friends'.
Zhao Rang did not refuse such an invitation, but he didn't know what to say, so he wanted to find a wine bottle to block his mouth, so that he wouldn't have to waste his brain on what to say.
But the wine bottles on the table were empty.
Zhao Rang looked around and couldn't find anything else that could replace it.
Qingqing had already entered the door, but when she saw Zhao Rang lingering outside, she stuck her head out again and said unhappily:
"What, there's a ghost in the house and you don't dare to come in?"
Zhao Rang smiled coquettishly, clasped the back of his head and said:
"I'm not afraid of ghosts. Besides, as long as you give me a bottle of wine, I can become a ghost and an alcoholic!"
Qingqing had no intention of listening to his nonsense.
The drunk junior sister in the room suddenly started retching, and she hurriedly helped her up, fearing that the things in her stomach would surge out and choke her.
Unfortunately, Qingqing was still a step too late.
The little junior sister had already gotten up by herself and vomited all over the floor.
"Why don't you help me quickly?"
Zhao Rang had no experience with girls getting drunk.
The girls who drank with him were either not drunk after a thousand drinks, or pretending to be drunk. In short, they would never throw up in such an embarrassing state.
After helping Qingqing move the drunk junior sister to the bed, rinse her mouth and feed her some water, Zhao Rang let out a long sigh.
It's not because of tiredness and exhaustion, but because the previous problem was finally solved in an unexpected way!
Zhao Rang brought two chairs in from outside the door and sat face to face with Qing Qing. Just as he was about to joke a few words, the courtyard door outside the house was pushed open again.
The person who came in was none other than the senior sister who had left earlier.
She was struggling to carry a sack with both hands, panting, and the fine beads of sweat on her forehead wet her hair and stuck to her face randomly.
"What are you..."
Zhao Rang was so surprised that he was speechless.
When he saw his junior sister vomiting all over the floor just now, he thought it was the most surprising thing tonight, but he didn't expect that her senior sister could do something even more surprising than his junior sister.
"you ask me?"
The senior sister let go of the sack and said angrily.
"If I don't ask, who will you ask?"
Zhao Rang said.
After all, it's not like he left and came back in the middle of the night, carrying an extremely heavy sack.
The senior sister's breath became evener and she said:
"Isn't this what you asked Sun Er to bring you?"
Zhao Rang's eyes narrowed, and he immediately put his arms around the waists of Qingqing and his senior sister, pulling them back.
After standing still, Zhao Rang asked:
"Who gave it to you? I didn't ask Sun Er for anything."
The senior sister was about to answer when suddenly her mind went blank and she collapsed to the ground.
Zhao Rang used the scabbard to open the palm of his hand and saw that it was already covered with purple and black spots.
"The sack is soaked in poison!"
Qing Qing handed Zhao Rang a handkerchief. After the two of them covered their mouths and noses, Zhao Rang took out the knife from its sheath and opened the headband that tied the mouth of the bag.
A meat ball rolled out, and it took Zhao Rang a lot of effort to see clearly what the meat ball was——
Sun Er, whose bones all over his body were crushed, was shaking all the way in the sack, with his whole back wrapped around his limbs and his head on his stomach.
"I thought Sun Er would listen to his master's orders and show off his power."
"Didn't you expect that he would become a powerful person?"
Qingqing took over Zhao Rang's words and said.
Zhao Rang nodded, glanced at the mountain peaks in the middle of the night, took out a palm-long exquisite bone flute from his arms, put it to his mouth, took a deep breath, and blew it hard.
Not long after, in the forest outside the courtyard, several figures emerged from all directions, all standing at the half-open door.
