Not long after, the proprietress put down a jar of daughter's red wine and a plate of stir-fried kidney flowers, and said with a smile: "Young hero, please use it with caution!"
Ling Feng picked up a piece and was about to put it in his mouth, but suddenly put it back and said with a smile: "I'd better drink first!"
When the proprietress saw it, she looked slightly startled. She quickly opened the lid for him and poured a bowl.
Ling Feng took a sip, but suddenly spurted it out, splashing all over the landlady's face, even her chest was wet, and her beautiful curves were looming. He apologized and said, "Sorry, this is actually my first time drinking, so I'm not used to it yet. Please forgive me, boss lady!"
"It's okay, it's okay. You drink slowly, I'll go over first." The proprietress wiped a handful on her face and said with a forced smile. However, she was thinking in her heart that this boy didn't want to eat my mother's tofu on purpose. No wonder, although she is already in her early thirties, she has a beautiful face and a plump figure, especially her proudly erect chest, which is quite eye-catching.
"Sorry, I'm a little sleepy, so I'll go upstairs and have a rest first. I'll save these food and drinks for supper." Ling Feng smiled and said. After he finished speaking, he picked up the baggage and went upstairs.
"Okay, you rest first. The room is the first one on the left. I'll deliver the food to you later," the landlady said.
When she heard the thump-dong-dong sound disappear, she let out a sigh of relief.
At this time, the boss Wu Pingan came out of the kitchen and said softly: "How are you? Have you eaten?"
The landlady shook her head and said, "This little bastard didn't even eat a bite, and he even sprayed me in the face. I wonder if he noticed something?"
After hearing this, Wu Ping'an showed a hint of surprise on his face, wiped his neck and said, "How about I do it now, so as not to have long nights and dreams! Looking at his clothes, he must be a fat sheep, but he can't Let him run away."
The landlady shook her head and said, "Don't worry, I'll try again. It's best to do it quietly so as not to be heard."
She didn't know the details of Ling Feng's martial arts, so she didn't dare to attack head-on. If she missed, both of them would die.
Wu Ping'an stared at the landlady and said, "What should we do? You won't have to sacrifice your appearance again, will you?"
The landlady rolled her eyes and said, "What else can we do? They are all people who are going to die, so it's just an advantage for him."
Wu Ping'an said with an unhappy look: "I think you just fall in love with this pretty boy."
The landlady suddenly looked fierce and shouted: "Wu Ping'an, you damn ghost, I've been married to you for so long, and I haven't enjoyed a few days of happiness. If I liked the pretty boy, I would have run away with someone a long time ago, and I'm still here doing these things with you. .”
Wu Ping'an quickly covered her mouth and said with a guilty look on his face: "Okay, okay, I know I was wrong, please stop talking."
An hour later, the sexy proprietress who re-applied rouge and gouache slowly walked up the stairs carrying wine and food.
"Young hero, are you asleep?" The landlady knocked on the door.
After a while, when there was no response, she opened the door gently and went in. She put the wine and food on the table, but looked at the bed.
At this time, Ling Feng didn't take off his outer clothes and was half covered with a quilt, but he seemed to be sleeping soundly and snored slightly.
The landlady then quietly approached, and quietly dropped a sharp dagger from her sleeve, holding it in her hand.
She walked up to Ling Feng and was about to stab him in the neck with a dagger.
At this time, Ling Feng suddenly moved. He closed his eyes, stretched out his hands, and let out a long "Ah!" breath, as if he had just woken up.
The landlady quickly retracted the dagger into her sleeve and said with a smile: "Young hero, are you awake?"
Ling Feng wiped his eyes and seemed to see clearly that it was the boss's wife, so he smiled and said: "Boss, why are you here?"
"I'm here to bring you food!" the landlady said with a smile, casually retreated to the table, and inserted the dagger into the gap under the table without leaving any trace.
"Look at my memory, I haven't woken up yet." Ling Feng patted his head and said with a wry smile.
After a while, he stood up and said apologetically: "It's so late and I have to ask you to bring me wine and food. I'm really sorry."
"It's okay, just eat it quickly, it won't taste good when it's cold." The landlady said with a smile.
Ling Feng glanced out the window, then stared at the landlady with fiery eyes and said. "Actually, it's so late, and I've already been hungry. Boss lady, no, Meifeng, you see it's so late, and I'm all alone, and I feel very lonely. Do I think we can do something?"
The landlady's face turned red and she said, "Young hero, what are you talking about? The boss is downstairs."
Ling Feng smiled and said, "You told me he was downstairs and wouldn't be discovered."
The lady boss lowered her head with a red face and said in a voice as thin as a mosquito's fly: "That's all up to you!"
Ling Feng took the landlady's hand and smiled: "That's great, let's go see the stars."
Look at the stars, what the hell?
The landlady's brain suddenly went crazy, and she forgot to resist.
Ling Feng held the sword in one hand and held her slightly rough hand with the other. As soon as the two of them arrived in the corridor, they saw Wu Ping'an walking over with a broad kitchen knife and a murderous look on his face.
Ling Feng seemed startled and quickly let go of the landlady's hand and said, "Don't get me wrong, Meifeng and I are innocent."
Wu Ping'an said coldly: "Qingbai, why are you two holding hands? Xu Meifeng, you stinky bastard, you actually want to follow this pretty boy. Tonight, I will kill you and this pretty boy together." .”
The landlady suddenly felt something bad. The dead guy must have been eavesdropping behind the door just now, so she hurried to the kitchen to get a knife. She quickly scolded: "Wu Ping'an, you damn ghost, if I wanted to run away, I would have run away a long time ago. Why would I wait until now? It was this little bastard who held my hand and said he wanted to go to the roof to watch the stars."
Wu Ping'an said dubiously: "Really?"
The landlady said angrily: "You damn ghost, I've been following you for more than ten years, and you still can't trust me?"
When Wu Ping'an heard this, he immediately believed 80% of it, but still said: "Then you kill this pretty boy, and I will believe you."
Ling Feng looked calm, as if he was not the one who was going to be killed.
Xu Meifeng rolled her eyes. Have you ever said murder in front of others? If this kid shouts for help, wouldn't it be over?
Wu Ping'an said: "What are you afraid of? This guy spends a lot of money, and he must have a lot of money. After finishing this job, it will be enough for us to spend a long time. At the worst, we will close this hotel and live in other counties."
The landlady thought the same thing, and suddenly the energy in her palms gathered, and she was about to slap it out.
A flash of bright sword light flashed, and a blood mark suddenly appeared on the boss's neck. Immediately, blood was like a fountain, and she fell to the ground dead.
"Ah!" When Wu Ping'an saw that his wife was dead, he immediately gathered all his energy and rushed over with a kitchen knife like crazy.
The sharp sword edge flashed across Wu Ping'an's neck like a bolt of lightning. Blood spurted out from his neck and he fell to the ground. He used his last remaining strength to grab Xu Meifeng's hand, but failed in the end.
Ling Feng did not use Canglang Sword Intent. An ordinary farm boy only has 6 to 7 points of strength of muscles and bones, and a martial artist on the third level of ordinary body-building exercises only has 10 points of strength of muscles and bones. He now has powerful attributes of 16 points of muscles, 14 points of physique and 11 points of movement. Combined with the force-generating skills of level 3 swordsmanship, his strength is far above that of ordinary warriors, especially his sword-drawing speed, which has been nearly doubled.
He returned the sword to its sheath and sighed quietly. Although he admired Wu Ping'an's infatuation with the boss's wife, these two people really deserved to die!
Because the system prompt just now was:
"You killed the black shop owner Xu Meifeng and gained 50 points of spirit and 170 points of chivalry."
"You killed Wu Ping'an, the owner of the black shop, and gained 60 points of spirit and 180 points of chivalry."
The hands of these two people were covered in blood, and at least thirty people died in their hands. Some may have become minced meat in steamed buns, and some became minced meat in soup noodles. The boss, Wu Pingan, came out of the kitchen with blood stains on his clothes.
Maybe there's an undissected corpse in the kitchen. Maybe the waist flower was cut from a corpse. He felt sick just thinking about it.
He did not go to the kitchen to confirm, leaving these matters to the police.
Ling Feng just wanted to find an inn to stay for one night, but he didn't expect to find a shady hotel. He shook his head and smiled bitterly, went to the room to unpack, changed into a blue shirt, put on a human skin mask, and left through the door. Tonight, he had to sleep in the mountains.
On the street, he also met a middle-aged man who was working late at night and asked if he wanted to stay at his house.
He smiled, shook his head, and turned to leave. The reason why he left through the main entrance was just so that the watchman could see him. Let the yamen know that it was a yellow-faced young man in a blue shirt who committed the murder, and not have anything to do with his true identity.
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