i have a sword fairy

Chapter 428

Zhao Rong felt that Zhu Yourong definitely did it on purpose.

Public revenge.

He fell all over the place during the day, and his waist still hurts.

He is a majestic man in the world, he competed with Qing Jun in the daytime to try his sword skills, and was killed by the sword fairy lady who slashed Qinglong with her sword, without even frowning, but in the end he bowed at Zhu Yourong's place, it was a shameful big breast.

At this time, at the intersection of Wutong Street.

In the cold wind of the evening, Zhao Rong came here, and after waiting for a while, he saw a group of people.

The one who took the lead was a woman in a Confucian shirt with fluttering sleeves, her posture was calm and unhurried.

She was accompanied by five people.

An old-fashioned girl with a stern face, followed by a shy girl like Xiaojiabiyu.

A frivolous student in pink and fancy clothes, and a dull student with simple but neat clothes.

And then... there was a petite and cute fox-eyed girl, held by Zhu Yourongyu's hand.

Well, there are actually six people accompanying them, but one of them is too short, Zhao Rong didn't see it at first sight...

Beside Yu Huaijin, the delicate girl who likes to eat snacks did not see anyone, but Zhao Rong didn't care, he was worried about something.

At this moment, when Zhao Rong saw a group of people coming, his eyes immediately caught Su Xiaoxiao with slightly swollen eyes, and met her lovely eyes, and then moved away as if nothing had happened, and did not look further.

He smiled at Yu Huaijin, Li Xueyou, his two friends, and Jing Zi, who was as short as her heart and height, and said hello, then turned and walked to lead the way.

Zhu Yourong blinked and looked at Zhao Rong's back.

A certain person just greeted Huai Jin, Xue You and the others, but did not greet her and the little fox demon beside her.

Well, I didn't talk to Su Xiaoxiao, the woman in Confucian shirts can understand, after all, according to what they agreed in the academy in the afternoon, tonight I just brought some silly girl who didn't even understand as a little vixen to see Zhenggong. Xiaoxiao has to pretend not to be familiar with her.

But right now, he didn't say hello to her...

What a narrow-minded man... the Confucian shirt woman muttered.

Zhao Rong was leading the way with his sleeves folded, when his gentle voice came.

"Everyone, please come with me, Zhuo... Zhuo Jing has already prepared the banquet, and even cooked a few dishes by herself. It is in a small restaurant at the end of the alley not far ahead."

Zhao Rong's voice fell.

There was silence behind him.

Everyone was silent and looked at each other.

After Su Xiaoxiao heard a certain word, her eyelashes trembled, and the little hand holding Zhu Yourong was suddenly clenched.

With a calm expression, Zhu Yourong gently patted the hand of the nervous little fox beside him.

"Hmph, scumbag." The girl in blue raised her thick eyebrows, quite cutely, holding the arm of the little fox demon next to her, she snorted softly, feeling sorry for her new friend.

Fan Yushu and Jia Tengying looked at each other, the former shrugged, the latter sighed.

The two of them were in Dongli Xiaozhu in the afternoon. After hearing that Zhao Rong was going to take Su Simei to see Zhao Simei, their eyelids jumped, and they couldn't help looking again at the young Confucian scholar who was calmly narrating in front of him. He didn't dare to come, but in the end Really helpless, he promised to come.

After all, they are good brothers who have known each other for so long.How can you look at your good brother's dead body in the wilderness, and promise to help collect the dead body...

Yu Huaijin looked up at the tall and straight back of the young Confucian scholar in front of her eyes, then turned her head to look at the female companion and the teacher beside her, and pursed her lips.

She actually has a lot of things to do in the academy, but here she is...

At this time, Zhao Rong seemed to have not heard the movement behind him, and led the way calmly.

It seems that even the back pain has been forgotten.

The group of people had different thoughts, and the atmosphere was a bit weird. They followed behind him and headed in a certain direction.

Not long after, the seven of them came to an old alley that hadn't been renovated for a long time.

Everyone looked around curiously,
"Ziyu, where are you taking us? Is there a restaurant here? Well, there is such a dilapidated alley in Dongcheng? Is it still next to Wutong Street?" Fan Yushu looked suspiciously at the dilapidated alley in the alley. tile.

He couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "It's really you, Ziyu, I let my elder brother see it again. If you don't bring me here, I, a native of Duyou City, don't know."

Seeing his friends joking, Zhao Rong twitched the corner of his mouth, and waved his hands with a absent-minded smile, "Let's eat whatever we want today, Brother Yushu and everyone, please forgive me, after the next big exam is over, I will invite you all to have a good meal."

Fan Yushu shook his head. Seeing that the atmosphere was still silent and awkward, he patted his friend on the shoulder and enlivened the atmosphere:

"It's fine, it's fine, as long as you're in love. I heard that the younger siblings cook the food themselves. Hey, today I have to taste the cooking skills of Fairy Zhao from Xiaoyao Mansion."

Zhao Rong turned around with a look of helplessness on his face, "Don't say that later, or she might be nervous. To be honest, I haven't eaten Qing Jun's dishes before, um, except porridge. Maybe I’m a new learner, cough, how about this, I’ll put down the chopsticks first, and you can act according to my face haha.”

Zhao Rong said something humorously, and then everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, without laughing at all, and even couldn't help but glance at a certain little fox demon.

"Haha...ha...ha..." A certain young Confucian scholar.

The atmosphere was a little awkward.

The corner of Zhao Rong's mouth twitched, and he suddenly panicked. It's a tacit agreement, let's practice it, and don't miss out later.

He had some doubts about today's decision. Originally, he thought that Zhu Yourong and the others would come to set up a cover, fulfill a small request, and "officially" meet Qing Jun.

At this moment, Zhao Rong looked at Zhu Yourong.

The woman in the Confucian shirt casually moved her eyes away, avoiding his gaze just in time, as if admiringly looking at the night scenery of the sea in the distance.

But in the next second, the very loyal student named Fan stood up and laughed loudly:

"Then it's settled, Ziyu, you can test the poison later."

Zhao Rong nodded quickly.

The interaction is awkward.

However, Fan Yushu adhered to the basic rule that I am not embarrassed, but others, and said with a playful smile: "Ziyu, I agreed to treat you to another meal next time you come back. Everyone has heard it. Don't play tricks, but don't come here next time." It’s a dilapidated alley, I’m looking for a place, I’m familiar with Dongcheng, pick a place that is both delicious and has noodles, and I’ll slaughter you.”

Only then did the crowd respond one after another.

Zhao Rong smiled and nodded, not daring to look at the unblinking sad eyes of a certain little fox demon, turned his head and continued to lead the way.

At this time, the atmosphere between the two of them finally became more active after some awkward chatting efforts, and they walked towards the depths of the alley while chatting with each other.

Soon, everyone followed Zhao Rong and stopped in front of a small restaurant at the end of the alley that also looked old.

"Here we are." Zhao Rong turned his head and said.

He turned his head and glanced at the old gatekeeper at the door.

The old man had thinning hair, wearing an old green robe, hunched over, sitting on the bench outside, facing the entrance of the alley, bowing his head, 'nodding' and dozing off.

Everyone stopped in front of the door, and it seemed that they didn't wake him up.

Zhu Yourong and Yu Huaijin glanced at the old man at the door.

Fan Yushu looked left and right, skipping over the shabby old doorman, and peered into the dimly lit door with his head, muttering.

"Ziyu, is this shop clean? Why do I feel a little unreliable. It must be a black shop."

Zhao Rong thought for a while, then spread his hands and said: "I don't know the land Qingjun chose, um, it seems to be called..."

He paused, "Well... no, oh, it's called Xia Chong Zhai."

After Zhu Yourong, Yu Huaijin and other women heard the words, they still looked at the restaurant without any reaction.

However, Fan Yushu opened his eyes wide and jumped up.

"Where is this? Xia Chong Zhai?!"

Zhao Rong and Shu Nu turned their heads in doubt, and looked at Fan Yushu who was staring wide-eyed.

At this time, as a native of Duyou City, he quickly turned his head, looking around in amazement at the old alleys and dilapidated restaurants.

Zhao Rong thought about Xiaoqian'er's words, nodded again and confirmed: "It should be called this... Xia Chongzhai, it's the place Qing Jun found to eat, what's wrong?"

Fan Yushu stuttered for a moment, "Siblings and sisters, this... this..."

At this moment.

Clank———!
On the top of the cliff by the sea in the far east city, the ancient clock to tell the time rang, and the familiar bell rang through Duyou.

It's Xu time.

At the same time, at the entrance of Xia Chong Zhai, the old gatekeeper who had been dozing off suddenly opened his eyes and stood up.

Seeing this, everyone stopped talking and couldn't help but take a step back.

Zhao Rong frowned.

I saw the old man in green robe acting strangely, ignoring everyone, walked into the door, took out a wooden stick, and raised his hand to ring the small copper bell hanging on the door of Xia Chong Zhai's room...

The bell of "Dangdang" rang repeatedly in the empty Xia Chongzhai...

This bronze bell, which is as old as this restaurant, is hung on the inside of the wooden door of Xia Chong Zhai.

After being rung, the bell sounded nothing special.

However, it seems that it has been beaten frequently, so the copper bell just looks old, and there is no copper rust.

In addition, if it wasn't for this wrinkled old man in green robe who stepped on the threshold and knocked on it, Zhao Rong would not have noticed it.

But speaking of it, do you think the cliff clock in Duyou Dongcheng is not loud enough? You also hang one in your own shop, and knock on time... Zhao Rong was speechless in his heart, always feeling that this small restaurant is a bit weird, and it is still open In this kind of dilapidated alley.

He frowned slightly, and what was Yushu's reaction...

At this time, before everyone could recover, the old man in green robe tapped the bronze bell at the time of Xu according to the same frequency as the clock that resounded through the lonely cliff in the distance, then put away the wooden stick and looked after himself. He returned to his original position outside the door, lowered his head and lifted up the bench, hunched over, and walked into Xia Chong Zhai.

Only Zhao Rong, Zhu Yourong, Yu Huaijin and others were left outside the door watching his back silently.

"Why does this feel a little familiar, is this... call it a day?"

Zhao Rong muttered.

"Hmm." Although Su Xiaoxiao didn't want to pay attention to someone, but seeing the smooth movements of the old man in green robe, and hearing Zhao Rong muttering, she still nodded her head quietly.

Well, she looks very much like her who paddles in the water and fishes every day at work, and practices the supernatural kung fu with her small head. When it's time to get off work or eat, she is very energetic, not sleepy at all, and returns home from work in good spirits...

What to do, the boss won't love you!Eat first.

Not long after the old man in green robe finished ringing the bell, the lights in Xia Chong Zhai were lit.

Zhao Rong also felt that the green-robed old man was the same as they were when the school was over, and he was very active in finishing work.

But right now he brought guests over for dinner, but he didn't even have a pick-up, which was a bit embarrassing.

Zhao Rong stood outside the door and glanced inside, only to see that it was empty.

Apart from the outrageous location, it's not unreasonable that this small restaurant has no business.

He shook his head.

"Cough cough."

At this time, Zhao Rong coughed twice in embarrassment, and was about to go in. Then, remembering Brother Yushu's strange reaction and unfinished words just now, he turned his head, "Yushu, you know this..."

"Keep your mother's door! Old bastard, I'm your uncle! Every day, you recruit guests who are ass at the door, and when it's meal time, you are so diligent to call off work for me. It's useful to support you!"

At this time, a man's cursing voice exploded from the door in front of Zhao Rong, interrupting his words at the same time.

In the quiet alley at dusk, this scolding sound was like a thunderbolt from the blue sky, which made people tremble.

In the next moment, there was a sudden "bang" from the door of Xia Chongzhai, and a group of conspicuous green shadows flew out, and with a "snap", it fell heavily at Zhao Rong's feet.

Zhao Rong's eyelids twitched and he took a step back.

At first he thought it was some kind of metal object, but when he looked down, it turned out to be the old man in green robe who just rang the bell to finish work.

Zhao Rong subconsciously took another step forward, wanting to lower his waist and pull, but in the next second, a gray figure appeared on the threshold of Xia Chong Zhai,
The reason it was a mess was because the person who appeared in front of the door was squatting on the threshold.

Zhao Rong turned his head and looked, he was a middle-aged uncle with his hair tied on his forehead, and he was dressed in the usual gray clothes worn by shopkeepers.

He is black and short, almost shoulder length, but half draped and half tufted let it hang down. He has a small nose and small eyes, and has a shaggy beard, unkempt, and looks a little sloppy.

At this time, the middle-aged uncle who seemed to be the unscrupulous shopkeeper of this store was squatting on the threshold with a pensive look, glaring at Zhao Rong.

"Don't pull this picky thing, motherfucker."

He stretched out his left hand, pointed at the old man in green robe who was struggling to get up, and cursed: "Sleep and sleep all day, sleep and send it to sleep, don't let Laozi Zhagang catch you, or you will be stewed. I'll make ice at home."

As soon as these words came out, many people who had previously felt sorry for the old man in green robe secretly gasped in the open space outside the door.

This seems to be... paddling for fish and being hammered by the boss.

Hiss, it's so miserable, the boss really doesn't care about people.

A certain little fox demon and a certain student surnamed Fan shrank their heads.

Zhao Rong glanced at the man in the shopkeeper who seemed to have a bad temper, bowed his head, ignored it, and continued to bend down to help the old man in green robe at his feet.

"Boy, you!"

Seeing the impetuous shopkeeper, his eyes widened, he fished down his shoes with one hand, and pointed at Zhao Rong with the other hand, intending to throw the shoes and yell at him.

At this moment, a female voice came out of the door in time.

"Xiao Zhao, don't mess around!"

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(End of this chapter)