safe house

Chapter 56 Storytelling

Zuo Mingtang raised his teacup and signaled, "Miss Luo, please!"

Luo Mingchuan still didn't move, and asked stubbornly: "I don't know why the young master asked me to come here?"

This hand is still sticky, but I don't have the time to listen to your nonsense!
Zuo Mingtang held the tea cup up to his nose, and sniffed it gently.

He took a breath with a satisfied face, "Good tea!" He said, and took a small sip.

Luo Mingchuan just sat like that, didn't speak, and didn't bother to talk to him.

Zuo Mingtang put down his teacup, and said with a smile: "It's me who has a picture, the girl is from Anranju, how come she hasn't drunk tea from Anranju?"

Luo Mingchuan blinked, neither admitting nor denying it.

Zuo Mingtang picked up the dried fruit next to him, put it in his mouth and chewed it lightly, "Where is Miss Luo from?"

Luo Mingchuan frowned in surprise, "Master Zuo's words are a bit abrupt, right?"

How can you, a man like you, be able to inquire about the private affairs of the girl's family?
Don't put on a casual chitchat, we really don't know each other well.

Zuo Mingtang was questioned, but he didn't feel embarrassed, so he took another sip of tea.

He said lightly: "How much does Miss Luo know about Jianghu affairs?"

Luo Mingchuan frowned unobtrusively, "I don't know what Mr. Zuo is referring to?
If you have something to say, just speak up!I am a simple-minded person, and I have never turned a corner. "

Zuo Mingtang said slowly: "There are many killer organizations in Jianghu, but there are only a few famous ones.

The blood dragonfly is one, the black bat is also good, and Fengyuelou is the third.But no matter how big or small these organizations are, no one is scary. "

"Oh?" Luo Mingchuan was very cooperative, and asked curiously, "Isn't this person's name more famous than those organizations?!"

"That's right!" Zuo Mingtang nodded incredulously.

"Who?!" Luo Mingchuan asked with eyes full of surprise.

It stands to reason that she shouldn't be unaware of such an awesome character.

Zuo Mingtang: "Sweet lady!" His tone was indifferent, and his sharp eyes were scrutinizing.

who? !

Luo Mingchuan narrowed his eyes and looked at Zuo Mingtang in surprise.

It seemed that Zuo Mingtang did not expect to mention this person.

Then he asked nonchalantly: "Who, I haven't heard of it. It's not that famous, right?!

If not, why haven't you heard of it? "

Luo Mingchuan rambled on for a long time, but Zuo Mingtang just listened quietly.

Just now, when she heard the word "Sweet Lady", her eyes flickered unconsciously.

Although it was very fast, he still caught it.

Zuo Mingtang: "People only talk a lot when they are nervous."

"How do you say that?" Luo Mingchuan forced himself to sit there calmly and asked pretending to be puzzled.

Zuo Mingtang didn't look at her, and said to himself: "Although the sweet lady was raised by an inconspicuous little sect.

But she shot cleanly and ruthlessly. The person she wanted to kill had never missed.Even more domineering than Hades.

That little sect was exterminated because of her. "

Luo Mingchuan frowned and asked, "Is it because she killed too many people?"

Zuo Mingtang: "Yes, and no. She collected money and killed people, so she offended many people.

It is understandable to avenge a loved one.But there are even some powerful people who want to take her for their own use. "

Only when such a sharp knife is held in one's own hands can one feel at ease in one's heart.

"Oh!" Luo Mingchuan nodded thoughtfully.

Zuo Mingtang was in a very happy mood, and the corners of his mouth curled up unconsciously, "You know, the rivers and lakes and courts have always been the same.

But on the matter of the sweet lady, they have a tacit understanding. "

"What do you mean?" Luo Mingchuan asked.There was a trace of unconscious tension and solemnity in his tone.

Zuo Mingtang's fingers tapped lightly on the stone table, the breeze blew by, his sleeves fluttered, and he seemed to be in a very happy mood.

He didn't make a fool of himself, "With the fame of Sweet Lady, no matter whether it's in the world or in the temple, anyone with a little strength wants to hold her in their hands.

Those who have no strength also want to destroy it.

However, this person suddenly disappeared.

No matter whether it was the various sects in the Jianghu, or the officials at all levels in the court and the aristocratic family, they could not find her.

This person is like a drop of water, just like that evaporates in others. "

"So it's like this!" Luo Mingchuan held the teacup in both hands, his eyes drooped slightly, and he let out a breath slowly.

Zuo Mingtang drank the tea in the teacup in one breath, and said with a smile: "There is another interesting thing in Jianghu.

I don't know if Miss Luo wants to hear it? "

"I don't want to!" Luo Mingchuan refused without even thinking about it.

Her intuition told her that if she listened, she would definitely regret it.

Moreover, she is very upset now and needs to be quiet.

But how could Zuo Mingtang give her this chance?

It was just a random question just now, how could he wrong himself?
"It is said that there is a pair of masters and sisters in the rivers and lakes, known as the 'Yuluo Shuangsha'.

These two people have high martial arts skills, and their medical skills are even better.What is strange is that these two people seem to be born out of thin air, and no one knows their origins.

Their exercises are weird and very different from those handed down from their ancestors.

Their medical skills are also very different from ordinary people.I don't know how many people's lives have been saved by suturing with one hand.

The most important thing is that she taught military doctors this kind of medical skills, which made Da Chu win battles again and again.The surrounding countries will never dare to invade again! "

Luo Mingchuan forcibly suppressed his surging mood, and asked calmly: "Master Zuo asked me to come here to tell a story?"

After a pause, he couldn't help but tease: "Is this boring in Anranju?
In fact, our An Ran House is not the master who clings to the guests. "

You can leave whenever you want.

The corners of Zuo Mingtang's mouth were slightly raised, and his eyes were deep, "What is Miss Luo afraid of?"

"I'm afraid?!" Luo Mingchuan exaggeratedly widened his eyes, "Master Zuo, what are you kidding?!"

As he said that, regardless of the fact that the tea was already cold, he picked it up and took a big gulp.

The bitterness of the entrance almost made her vomit.

But facing Zuo Mingtang's smiling eyes, she clenched her teeth and swallowed the bitterness forcefully.

"Shua!" Zuo Mingtang opened the folding fan in his hand in a good mood, and shook it coquettishly.

It's just that Luo Mingchuan had something on his mind, and he didn't have the heart to appreciate it at all, "I've heard the story and drank the tea, can I go?"

The corners of Zuo Mingtang's mouth turned up slightly, revealing a very unbeatable smile, "An Ranju belongs to Miss Luo. Who can decide whether to leave or stay?"

Luo Mingchuan just stood up, and after hearing this, he sat down again.

"Hiss..." This was a real hit, and she grinned in pain.

But she didn't care about these, and asked in shock: "What do you mean by that?"

(End of this chapter)