The life simulator of the strange world

Chapter 70
On a moonlit night, dozens of miles of snowy roads.

Mr. Liu was thrown by Zhu Qi to a soldier beside him, and the group walked straight to the deserted inn under the white snow under the moonlight.

"Wow~!"

When he arrived at the inn, Zhu Qi pulled the reins abruptly and jumped off the back of his horse. He stood at the door and shouted loudly: "Miss Zhao, I wish you Qi, can we meet again?"

"Ah~"

Youyou sighed: "You just left, why did you come back? I told you before that Shi Taisui has an eyeliner here..."

"Zhu Mou just admires Ms. Zhao's earth-shattering emotions."

Zhu Qi waved his hand and said, "Please come up, Mr. Liu!"

Mr. Liu had already been released from the acupoints, and at this moment, he was lifted up by a thick and thick armored soldier like he was catching a chick, his hands and feet were struggling in the air, like a drowning person.

Hearing that familiar voice just now, Mr. Liu's hairs all exploded.

"Are you... a young talent?"

A white shadow suddenly appeared in front of everyone, and the eight soldiers were startled, subconsciously putting their hands on the hilt of their waists.

Danfeng eyes and willow leaf eyebrows, graceful waist, moon white long skirt.

There was no three-foot-long red, no wide-eyed bloody eyes, and what appeared in front of Zhu Qi was a beauty, and she was still a beauty at the level of Li Hongying, but compared to Li Hongying, she was less heroic and more gentle.

"Young talent~" said softly, turning around.

"You are... Chunrou?" Mr. Liu greeted with a stiff expression and a sneering smile.

"You still remember me?" Zhao Chunrou smiled: "But you asked Mr. Zhu to bring you to see me?"

There is infinite satisfaction in her eyes. It is an extremely happy thing that her beloved still misses her after death.

"I, I..." Mr. Liu was almost crying.

"Of course!"

Zhu Qi on the side nodded: "Last time I heard Mr. Liu recite poems by chance, and what I recited was the eternal masterpiece related to you, Miss Zhao. The young master brought it here, I just happened to pass by this place tonight, and I wanted to fulfill the two people created by nature."

Hearing that it was made in heaven, Zhao Chunrou's eyes widened sharply, and her tongue protruded out of her mouth with a "squeak", which was three feet long. The tongue was dripping with saliva, ticking, ticking...

"Really?"

"Master Zhu!" Mr. Liu knelt in front of Zhu Qi with a "plop", and kowtowed vigorously: "Please forgive me, please go around me! Zhao Chunrou and I have only known each other for a long time. Ri told the other girls, who knew she was so stupid to believe it!"

Zhu Qi asked with a cold face: "Then why did you tarnish her reputation after death? Use the dead to prove your affection for her?"

"I, I... I was wrong!" Mr. Liu kowtowed vigorously, his head was already red from the knock, and tears burst out.

"When I saw the old ghosts in your Liu family cemetery before, there was a little ghost wearing a bellyband, and there was always a sentence on his mouth, the dead are the greatest..."

"Yao, Master Yao?" Mr. Liu was taken aback.

Yao Ye, was born to his great-grandfather, who was about the same age as Mr. Liu, but died young, so he was very impressed with "Yao Ye" Mr. Liu.

Although he doesn't understand the way of ghosts and gods and is only an idle son of the Liu family, it's not that he doesn't know that there are ghosts and gods in the world.

Zhu Qi turned his head to look at Zhao Chunrou, and found that Zhao Chunrou had completely turned into a hanged ghost, shouting "Young Cai, Qing Cai~" to Mr. Liu, and was unmoved by what Zhu Qi said just now , as if I didn't hear it.

Ghost death has an obsession, but Mr. Liu is Zhao Chunrou's obsession.

"By the way, what's the name of that poem you wrote before?" Zhu Qi thought about it and said, "The spring silkworms will die when the silkworms die, and the wax torch will turn into ashes..."

In the next few words, Zhu Qi suddenly pointed at Mr. Liu: "You come."

"I... I!" Mr. Liu opened his mouth.

His face was full of anxiety, but he couldn't think of how to answer next.

"My lord, the poem I wrote at that time was about the road to the end of the world, and I believed in the pain of parting in the world. Did you remember it wrong?" Mr. Liu reminded, wiping his brow full of sweat.

"The poem you wrote?" Zhu Qi stared at Mr. Liu: "This year's holidays, no gifts are accepted, only gifts..." He pointed at Mr. Liu sharply.

"I only accept gifts, only..." Mr. Liu wailed in his heart, what is going on.

He replied with difficulty: "Only ten thousand taels of gold?"

Zhu Qi shook his head: "You are dishonest, obviously you only accept melatonin."

"Listen to this sentence again, Palace Yuye Wine...you say it."

"It's really delicious?" Mr. Liu swallowed his saliva. He always felt that Zhu Qi's words were like some kind of code, and this code was related to the poem he wrote.

"It seems that I can only leave you to Miss Zhao. I wish you two grow old together like glue! Farewell!"

Zhu Qi turned around and left.

"Wait!" Young Master Liu cried, "I didn't write that poem, it wasn't me! It was an ancient book I got from Liu Xianglong by accident. He said that the ancient book contained important secrets and asked me to study it carefully, but then It's just some poems and songs... I couldn't hold back for a moment, so I copied one to show off."

"Ancient book? Where did he get it?" Zhu Qi asked.

"I don't know." Mr. Liu shook his head, "In the Liu family, our status and status are very different, so how dare I inquire about him."

"Ancient books, as well as the demon race, could it be that the demon race is also a traveler from Earth?"

The bones of the demons were all burned to ashes, even if it was really a time traveler, there would be no ashes left.

"En." Zhu Qi nodded in satisfaction, patted Young Master Liu on the shoulder under his excited gaze, then grabbed him and threw him at Zhao Chunrou, the hanged female ghost.

"Miss Zhao, take care of your lover, don't separate again!"

Zhao Chunrou immediately flew out, wrapped his long tongue around Mr. Liu, and kept chanting, "Young talent, young talent, my young talent...hehehe~"

"Just like the women in those people's Goulan, brain-dead fans." Zhu Qi originally thought that Zhao Chunrou had a strong mental will and did not want to harm others. Looking at it now, I am afraid that she is just madly obsessed with Liu Qingcai, who is good at copywriting.

Several people rode good horses, and their physique was not bad. They traveled day and night and finally arrived at Baishui County in the daytime of the second day.

Baishui county government office.

Cheng Jinyan sat in the small courtyard, drinking tea and humming an unknown tune.

Suddenly, I saw the yamen servant running in small steps.

"Master Cheng, there is a group of strange adults waiting outside to see you."

"See me?" Cheng Jinyan nodded: "Lead the way!"

Walking to the front hall, I saw eight armored soldiers with big arms and round waists standing on both sides like eight vicious tigers.

"This is a rookie who has experienced a great war!" Cheng Jinyan recognized at a glance that this is a soldier selected from the camp, not a man from the Jianghu.

"Who on earth has the courage to form a team entirely with newcomers?"

Cheng Jinyan stepped into the room, but before he saw clearly who Xiaoqi was sitting on the grand teacher's chair, being flattered by the county magistrate, he said: "Cheng is very polite, I don't know what to call this lord?"

Everyone is a small flag. Although Cheng Jinyan is a polished commander, he doesn't think he is inferior.

"Haha, Mr. Cheng, you don't remember me so soon?"

Hearing the somewhat familiar voice, Cheng Jinyan was slightly taken aback, and he stared carefully at the person who stood up and walked towards him.

At first glance, the impression is youthful!
This person is too young, probably only 20 years old.

The momentum is like a sharp blade, the person who stabs it can't open his eyes, and his body has seven realms of cultivation.

When did such a young Xiaoqi with seven levels of cultivation come out of Jianmu Mansion?

Cheng Jinyan has been in Baishui County these days and has almost lost contact with the outside world, so he doesn't know much about Zhu Qi's big commotion.

If you look closely, this face looks familiar.

"You are, I wish... Zhu Qi!"

"Master Cheng finally remembered me." Zhu Qi clasped his fists with a smile and said, "Thank you, Master Cheng for your kindness in the past, and I wish you all the best to see Master Cheng!"

Cheng Jinyan froze on the spot.

Three months ago, he was just a boy who practiced leather at the Nine Realms. Cheng Jinyan saw that he was talented and saved his life by coincidence, so he wrote a letter of recommendation for Zhu Qi to go to Jianmu Mansion. The purpose is to let Zhu Qi deliver the letter.

From Cheng Jinyan's point of view, with Zhu Qi's aptitude, he might end up at seven realms in this life.

But I didn't expect that three months later, Zhu Qi would already be in Qijing Yijin!

And he also became a Xiaoqi, with the same position as himself!
"This, this, this..."

(End of this chapter)