"Can you hit her?"
Seeing Lang Linyan's confident expression, Shui Miaomiao whispered in Jiuzhongqiu's ear.
Jiuzhong Qiu glanced over his head, scratched his itchy ears, and shook his head.
Both sides were on guard, and they couldn't hit her.
"Don't worry, at least I can't carry you now." Lang Linyi said, gritting her teeth and looking downstairs.
Jian Chu was dressed in white clothes, and her long, flowing hair like inky jade was tied up with a snow-white ribbon. Half of it was loose and half of it was tied up, making her look elegant and noble.
He was standing quietly at the door of the inn, looking at the drizzle outside the door, with a vague feeling of loneliness, when he felt the appraising eyes coming from behind him.
Turning her head, her lips were as warm as jade, and she looked at Shui Miaomiao. The corners of her mouth were slightly curved, and she smiled lightly, like the March sunshine, comfortable and comfortable.
"Master!" Shui Miaomiao suddenly lifted the curtain, stepped forward, held his hand on the railing, and shouted involuntarily, "Is that you?"
For a while, Shui Miaomiao felt like she was seeing Jian Yuze, a healthy Jian Yuze in her imagination.
They all have the temperament of a young master. He looks so much like him, but how could it be him.
Feeling a little more lonely out of nowhere, Shui Miaomiao withdrew her eyes and put down her hat.
Jian Chu tilted his head. Although his eyes were covered with white cloth, he actually saw it better than anyone else. Jian Chu could see every bit of Shui Miaomiao's expression.
He didn't like this look. His mother would look at him like this sometimes.
Jian Chu's eyes were hidden under the white cloth. He didn't know what he was thinking. Anyway, the good mood he was looking forward to seeing Shui Miaomiao was gone.
He looked outside the door, and the drizzle seemed to get a lot heavier in an instant.
It was drizzling outside, and inside the inn, there was silence.
Shui Miaomiao silently gnawed on the dumplings that she could have swallowed in one go.
His eyes fell on Lang Linyi opposite him for a while, then on Jian Chu who was standing at the door watching the rain, and most of all on Jian Chu.
When Shui Miaomiao felt that Jian Chu looked like Jian Yuze for a moment, she felt that she couldn't tell the difference.
"If you don't want to eat, leave."
Jiuzhong Qiu put his head to block Shui Miaomiao's gaze that seemed to be fixed on Jian Chu, and said impatiently.
"Eat, eat, eat. I haven't finished all the dumplings yet. Speaking of which, there are not many people in this inn today?"
Shui Miaomiao looked away, took a big bite of the dumpling, looked around, and changed the topic.
"I'll book this inn for you."
Jian Chu looked over and was stunned for a moment. He didn't seem to know the name of the person who broke into her heart.
"Sanshui." Shui Miaomiao nodded towards Jian Chu, smiled kindly, and said his name.
The ninth-level enemy knocked on the table and glared at Shui Miaomiao. Just now he said that people were mentally ill, how could he suddenly become so kind?
Shui Miaomiao stuck out her tongue at Jiuchengqiu and poked at the stuffing of the dumplings. She couldn't help it. She didn't really want to offend this prodigal son, but he was like a young master.
"Sanshui." Jian Chu repeated, smiling at Shui Miaomiao, "I am Jian Chu."
Shui Miaomiao's breathing was stagnant and she covered her heart with her hands. What should I do? She felt that this person named Jian Chu was becoming more and more pleasing to the eye.
Wait, Jian Chu?
His hand knocked over the vinegar dish on the table.
Shui Miaomiao stood up, looked directly at Jian Chu, and asked eloquently: "What is your mother's name? How many years have you been in the world of gods and demons? Where is your father?"
Jiuchengqiu was pulling Shui Miaomiao's sleeves at the side. Why are you so crazy all of a sudden? What are you doing to offend someone's parents for no reason?
Jian Chu hesitated for a moment, then answered the simplest question first, "I have been in the world of gods and demons for a long time, hundreds of years, and I can't remember clearly. As for my mother."
"Sorry." Shui Miaomiao interrupted Jian Chu's words and apologized, "I probably haven't woken up yet, and I didn't mean to offend you."
It is impossible for Chu Hongyun's son to stay in the world of gods and demons for a hundred years, even for fifty years, and still make a name for himself.
He is about thirty-nine now, and he has to be fifteen years old at the earliest before he can enter the world of gods and demons. How could he be so powerful that even Lang Linyi is afraid of him in less than thirty years?
She really thought too much. Shui Miaomiao smiled to herself and sat back on the stool.
"A dish of vinegar, please." Shui Miaomiao twisted her sleeves and looked at the waiter loading wood.
Jian Chu smiled and was not offended.
He made up the time when he entered the world of gods and demons. Just like the false and true rumors from the outside world, he is not invincible in the rain, but it is a fact that his cultivation level is not high.
"It's not convenient for me to mention my mother's name, but I really hope that I can take you Sanshui back to see my mother."
"Hmph." Lang Linjie snorted coldly, stroking the plate with her chopsticks, "You have a smooth tongue, I've seen too many people like you, no, I'm too useless."
"Miss Lang, if I remember correctly, I own this inn, and I can let you leave."
"If anyone doesn't have money, I can cover it."
"But, I'll take care of it first. Miss Lang, you must know first come, first served."
"Hmph." Lang Linjie threw her chopsticks, "Don't call me girl, please just call me Lang Linjie or Fairy Linlang."
"It turns out you booked the inn. Why don't you see other people?"
Hearing Shui Miaomiao's voice, Jian Chu's smile instantly returned, "I want Sanshui to have a quieter environment to rest, so you can eat slowly."
"You'd better finish this dumpling that you've poked into pieces as soon as possible." Jiuchengqiu forcibly ended Jian Chu's words without understanding the charm at all.
"I still have a lot to do. You're here to have fun, but I'm not."
"Oh." Shui Miaomiao looked away, "These steamed dumplings are already cold."
"Waiter, change the steamed dumplings!"
"Waiter, put the steamed dumplings in the steamer basket for Sanshui again."
"Waiter, put steamed dumplings on the basket for that table."
The waiter, who had just served the vinegar dish again, froze on the spot, his eyes sliding over Jiuchongqiu, Jian Chu, and Lang Linjie, "Is it the third cage?"
"yes!"
Shui Miaomiao raised her eyebrows and plucked her ears. They all spoke in unison.
"Just get in the first cage." Shui Miaomiao adjusted in a voice, "I'm really troubling you."
"Three cages, if you think I'm a pig, who can eat all the food?"
After the farce of unanimous voices, silence returned to the inn.
Shui Miaomiao silently picked up a steaming dumpling.
"Senior sister!"
With urgency and panic in her voice, Langhui ran in like a strong wind and bumped into Shui Miaomiao.
A basket of dumplings, including those on Shui Miaomiao's chopsticks, were all knocked to the ground.
This breakfast is inedible.
Shui Miaomiao put down her chopsticks and said something in a hurry.
Just listen to Langhui's words with a hint of trembling: "Qiu Niang is dead."
"Dead!" Lang Linyi slapped the table and stood up, "What happened? Why is he dead? Who is so bold and dares to harm my people!"
"Preliminary observation shows that he probably lost his footing and fell off a cliff outside the town and died."
Shui Miaomiao frowned slightly and pulled Jiucheng Qiu, who was impatient and wanted to leave.
Something was wrong. If Qiuniang had died, Langhui wouldn't be so scared.
"Don't be so secretive and find out something. Tell me quickly!" Lang Linyi also noticed something was wrong and her tone increased.
Langhui trembled, "We found the bodies of about twenty or thirty women at the foot of the cliff, in addition to Qiuniang's body..."
