Xue Ling has been staying in the kitchen waiting for the results of this.
Although Fang Bie disdainfully said that Ning Xia was a child, but due to the principle of whoever claims the evidence, Xue Ling definitely had no way to help provide evidence, and Fang Bie could not be allowed to try it out for herself.
As a result, after waiting for a long time, Fang Bie went up with thirty kilograms of beef. After a while, he came back with a can of wine. With wine and meat, it was time to have a banquet. Who knows how long Fang Bie would stay there again? Come down, the key is not to worry about it, just put a plate of fennel beans in without saying a word.
Xue Ling can understand why Fang doesn't bring wine or meat, but why he brings a plate of fennel beans is a bit puzzling.
So when Fang didn't come down, Xue Ling immediately asked what was going on: "Why did you serve a plate of fennel beans in the end? Was it the guest's request?"
"The guests have no requirements, but I feel that life needs a little sense of ritual." Fang Bie said nonsense seriously.
"So the fennel beans are a sense of ritual?" Xue Ling was completely confused.
"Yes, there is such a custom in my hometown. If anyone pays you eighty or ninety cents, then you just don't care. You will definitely be given two bowls of warm wine and a plate of fennel beans." Fang Bie said.
Xue Ling knew that this guy was talking incomprehensible words again, and it was best not to answer him at this time, so she changed the topic: "How is Ningxia?"
"Very good?" Fang Bie said calmly: "There should be no need to serve her next. Let's go to Duanwu's room first, and I'll cut your hair."
"So fast?" Xue Ling almost forgot about cutting her hair for a moment.
But let's face it - this is called never forgetting, will there be any repercussions?
"Yes, we have to be quick." Fang Bie said: "Both Ningxia and Heiwu have seen the Dragon Boat Festival. We must make the wig for the Dragon Boat Festival as soon as possible and make some disguises for the Dragon Boat Festival so that we can sit back and relax. .”
"You just remembered it now!" Xue Ling was furious.
In fact, at that moment, Xue Ling finally realized that there was a big problem.
Just like what Fang Bie said, both Ningxia and Heiwu had met Shiran before. Others didn't know this little monk, but they knew each other.
If it is discovered by then, it will really be impossible for a thousand mouths to explain.
We can only kill the Dragon Boat Festival to worship heaven.
But when I saw Ningxia at that time, I really didn't think about the Dragon Boat Festival for a moment. I just felt that Ningxia was difficult to deal with, and Hei Wu beside him was a big killer.
After all, Xue Ling saw with her own eyes the unprecedented battle between him and the eminent monk Kongwu. If he was to kill him in Luo City, then hundreds of ordinary soldiers might not be able to defeat him.
In the past, when Xue Ling was in Yanjing, because of her father's position, she traveled around the palace a lot and met many so-called masters in the palace.
But I don’t know whether it’s because those masters in the inner circle don’t often show their martial arts in front of me, or because they are not of high quality in the first place. In short, in Xue Ling’s opinion before, those who are above the third level can be regarded as first-rate warriors. After all, the true energy of a third-level warrior is Released externally, just like Yue Pingshan, you can cut off an arm of the mountain god statue ten steps away. This is already an almost immortal method for ordinary people.
But even so, Xue Ping never looked too seriously when talking about Jianghu. It may be due to natural contempt due to his position, or simply looking down upon him. Anyway, Xue Ping's instruction to Xue Ling was that as long as he lives, he should not Set foot in the world.
But when Xue Ping died, Xue Ling could only live in the world, but she didn't expect that in just a few months, she would meet so many martial arts masters who were rarely seen in ordinary times.
Especially Heiwu and Kongwu. If they were better at making light of their bodies, they would probably be surrounded and killed by thousands of troops. Only such people can truly be called enemies of tens of thousands, even if they are attacked again. The first-class Liu Pingye, equipped with invisible sword energy and gloomy ecstasy palm, if he was assassinated, who would be able to escape from the sword palm?
Xue Ling was in a trance like this, and she felt a little distracted for a while.
Fang Bie patted Xue Ling's shoulder: "Did you just react now?"
Xue Ling didn't want to admit it, but overall, it was better not to talk about it.
"In short." Fang Bie smiled: "We are fully prepared for everything, so that we will not lose our armor and be at a loss when the situation comes."
"I acquiesce to your taking in Duan Wu. Of course I have thought about the current situation. Of course, this is the milder of several bad developments. We can just act normally."
"It's just that Sister Ping is not at home now, so it's a little tricky."
Xue Ling cheered up: "Are we not afraid of the dark when Sister Ping is home?"
"Afraid, who is not afraid of Hei Tian's magic power?" Fang Bie shook his head and said, "Hei Wu is a powerful first-level monster. No matter how the best master in the world, he can give the opponent two moves, and he can kill you if you are not careful. Just like Kong Wu, he can also be beaten to death by him."
"But Sister Ping is here, at least you don't have to be so afraid."
The young man said quietly.
"Anyway." Fang Bie grabbed Xue Ling's wrist: "Let's get our hair cut first."
"Hei Wu is recovering from his injuries tonight. If we don't disturb him, he won't come out casually."
"Healing?" Xue Ling suddenly remembered Fang Bie's previous judgment about Hei Wu: "Can we kill Hei Wu first while he is seriously injured?"
Fang Bie gave Xue Ling a slap on the head without mercy: "Where do you want Bichi?"
Xue Ling held her head in her hands, it hurt: "Why not?"
In fact, in Xue Ling's heart, Fang Bie now felt a bit omnipotent.
In particular, I originally thought that the task of monitoring Kongwu would be very easy. The so-called prefecture-level task was a bit unworthy of its name.
But when I actually went there and saw the lineup that intercepted and killed Kong Wu, if I was discovered here, I would definitely die. Fortunately, Fang Don had built one in advance. The sound insulation and concealment performance were super good, and he even said he could sleep. The tree house where you sleep and eat can be used as a hidden observation post.
Otherwise, it would be unthinkable.
After all, no one would leave two of them alive.
"That's a strong first-class master." Fang Bie looked at Xue Ling and said, "Do you remember what I just said? You may not look at him as sickly as a sick cat, but when it comes to fighting, it's like he demolished this inn for fun. "
"Besides, he obediently paid the protection fee. It has nothing to do with him. He is not the target of the Hive's assassination. Even if he is, at least three groups of golden bees are sent to kill him. It has nothing to do with iron bees like us. .”
"Okay." Xue Ling could only agree: "When will Sister Ping come back?"
Xue Ling was afraid.
"I told you, I'll be back before Chen time today." Fang Bie said, taking Xue Ling's wrist and taking her to get her hair cut.
"I don't want to cut my hair." Just like injections, whether you are afraid of injections or not, you will be afraid when the needle comes close to you.
"Then you go ask Ningxia to give you a piece of her chestnut curly hair to make a wig for the Dragon Boat Festival?" Fang Bie said with a faint smile: "It still looks exotic."
Xue Ling pursed her lips: "Leave it longer for me."
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