The moonlight was like water, Fang Bu sighed, and then looked at Ning Xia: "Want to know?"
Ningxia nodded seriously.
"You might regret it if you find out." Fang Bie continued.
Ningxia continued to nod.
Fang Bie laughed: "That's really interesting."
"I have never experienced the feeling of handing over a task directly to the task entruster."
The young man smiled like this, then he lowered his head and started to rub his face in front of Ning Xia. He only saw fine powder falling from his fingers, and then he tore off a tattered human skin mask.
Fang Bie took off the messy wig on his head. After the camouflage was removed, the young man's face was clean and delicate, with a faint smile, and the moonlight shone on Fang Bie's cheek.
"Are you surprised or surprised?" Fang Bie looked at Ning Xia and said.
The young man said seriously, with a little bit of joking.
Ning Xia nodded: "I didn't expect that we would stay in the same inn for so long."
"Okay, now that I've seen it all, just consider my mission accomplished, okay?" Fang Bie said.
"About the mission of investigating Gouzazhong's true identity."
"Now I have shown you my true face."
"Actually, if you think about it carefully." Ning Xia looked at Fang Bie: "No one has seen Gou Zazhong. Maybe you are just pretending to be Gou Zazhong?"
"In that case, I really have no way to prove that I am myself." Fang Bie shrugged and smiled.
Then he held the bamboo flute in his hand and caressed his chest, and bowed flatly to Ningxia and Hei Wu: "Thank you in advance for your assistance tonight."
"I wish you all the best."
After Fang Bie bowed, he raised his head and smiled at Ning Xia: "So."
The big boy's smile was bright and clear under the moonlight.
"See you tomorrow night."
Having said this, don't take a step back, as your whole body will step on the air and disappear at the end of the eaves in an instant.
But for a long time, I didn't hear the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground.
Ning Xia looked at the place where Fang Bie disappeared, smiled bitterly and shook her head: "That's true."
“Some of them are amazing.”
"Speaking of which, I even rubbed his head when we first met."
Ningxia recalled the other party's unscrupulous language and teasing when they first met.
Now that I think about it, the other person should have always known his identity, but I knew nothing about him.
"Let's go." Heiwu said quietly.
"I finally believe it now."
"The thing he said he could kill me about."
"Maybe it's true."
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…
Facts have proved that Hongxiu Courtyard is indeed in charge of food.
In other words, this group of villas specially prepared for the top patrons and oirans to enjoy themselves every night is a small kitchen that runs twelve hours a day. As long as you have money, you can satisfy all your luxury or ordinary needs. needs.
And Sheng Junqian is really rich, so rich that he is from Shanxi, but when he comes to Luo City, he can always have a villa where he can stay and enjoy himself.
And wanting to have a late-night snack is certainly not a luxury, but rather an ordinary thing.
So less than half an hour after ordering the meal, the chef from Hongxiu Villa passed the dishes over one after another, filling the table in the room, and they were all steaming hot, obviously freshly cooked.
On the table were baked sweet and sour fish noodles, grilled herring heads and tails, fried purple crispy pork, peony agarwood, grilled tripe, Bianjing roast duck, fried eight pieces, grilled mutton with green onions, and eight plates of hard vegetables. They are all placed on the table, surrounded by four staple foods, namely Luocheng steamed dumplings, Bianjing soup dumplings, double sesame roasted dumplings, scallion pancakes, and the accompanying soups are spicy and sour mullet egg soup, and raw steamed rice dumplings. ball.
For a time, the aroma was fragrant and the food was dazzling, making Xue Ling, the cook of a small inn, feel a mountain of pressure.
Yes, she really can't cook any of the dishes on the table.
"It's true that money can make all the difference." Xue Ling sighed.
Sheng Junqian smiled and said nothing, and reached out to grab the roast duck and eat it, but Xue Ling reached out and knocked it away with chopsticks: "Wait a minute."
"What are you waiting for!" Sheng Junqian protested.
Sheng Junqian came down today and just drank some water. Even if his martial arts were strong, he would not be able to survive. People are like iron, and food is like steel. If he doesn't eat a meal, he will feel panicked.
What's more, there is such a rich and delicious food in front of you.
"It's up to me." After Xue Ling was sure that Sheng Junqian wouldn't touch the chopsticks again, she took the plate of braised mutton with green onions and placed it on Shang Jiuge's sleepy face.
Just looking at that moment, Shang Jiuge opened his eyes: "It smells so good!"
Sheng Junqian looked dumbfounded.
Shang Jiuge sat up from the bed, looked at the fiery red mutton fried with green onions next to her, and smelled the alluring fragrance. Although her index finger was twitching and her mouth was watering, she did not move her hands.
Instead, he looked around: "Where is this?"
"Why am I here?"
"You almost scared us to death." Sheng Junqian said from the side: "Did you know that you suddenly fainted at that time?"
"Is it true?" Shang Jiuge rubbed his head and recalled: "Well, it seems that there is such a thing."
Xue Ling stared at Shang Jiuge: "How long has it been since you last eaten?"
"How long?" Shang Jiuge turned his head and thought for a moment: "Well, you haven't eaten since you were beaten at noon yesterday until now?"
"After all, I'm very busy. I need to make money in a hurry."
"Look." Xue Ling was very helpless: "I haven't eaten for two days and one night."
"Did you not sleep last night?" Xue Ling continued to ask.
"How do you know?" Shang Jiuge said in surprise: "I chased the tiger for half the night last night, and I had to carry the tiger to the city all night to sell it. How could I have time to sleep?"
Xue Ling shrugged and looked at Sheng Junqian: "Do you have any questions about her sudden fainting now?"
Sheng Junqian was also speechless after hearing this: "There is no doubt. Thanks to her high martial arts skills, she was able to survive."
Shang Jiuge was very dissatisfied with the singing and harmony between the two of them: "Anyway, I'm full of sleep now and I'm not so sleepy."
"But I'm hungry now."
Saying this, Shang Jiuge looked at the table of sumptuous food in front of him and asked very politely: "Can I eat it?"
"But..." Xue Ling just said a word, and she saw Shang Jiuge instantly bolt out of the bed like an arrow from the string, and went straight to the table of delicious food. Xue Ling was so frightened that she quickly pulled Shang Jiuge back.
"Before we eat, I have one more question to ask."
Shang Jiuge nodded quickly: "Ask quickly."
"When you fainted just now, I tried to inject true energy into your body." Xue Ling looked at Shang Jiuge: "But after the true energy entered your body, it immediately disappeared without a trace."
"I feel like all the meridians in your body are broken."
"How did you survive like this?"
"How did you develop martial arts to this point?"
"Well." Shang Jiuge tapped his head lightly.
"I don't know either."
"Because I was born like this."
