deadly mantra

Chapter 32 From now on, you are not allowed to be greedy for alcohol!
The next day.

The sky breaks and the morning light shines brightly.

In the backyard, a door was opened from the inside amidst the sound of roosters crowing.

Feng Xiaoyao yawned and walked out.

The old shopkeeper who was busy in the yard said hello happily:
"Good morning, Mr. Feng."

"Morning." He responded casually.

Feng Xiaoyao held the blue sword bag in his hand and walked slowly towards the next room.

"Knock Knock Knock-"

No one answered.

"Knock Knock Knock-"

"Brother Qingchen, get up, the sun is shining on your butt." Feng Xiaoyao knocked on the door and shouted.

The old shopkeeper raised his head and took another curious look.

At this time, the waiter hurriedly took a few envelopes, walked to the shopkeeper, whispered in his ear:
"Old shopkeeper, a group of people came outside. They said that the hostess sent them here to evaluate our inn and then decide how to renovate it."

The old shopkeeper was stunned:
"Renovation? What does the boss girl mean?"

"Yes, and..."

The waiter glanced quickly at Feng Xiaoyao, who kept knocking on the door, and lowered his voice:

"In addition, the old shopkeeper, the young master who left with the boss's girl, left a letter and asked him to give it to the young master over there."

The old man who knew the story took the letter, looked around, and said to the waiter:
"Go and tell the host girl's people, please sit down for a moment, old man, I will be here immediately."

"it is good."

After the waiter left, the old shopkeeper walked into the corridor with a smile on his face:
"Master Feng."

Feng Xiaoyao turned around, glanced at the old shopkeeper, and continued to knock on the door:

"Why are you still here? Is something wrong?"

The old man in the shop handed over the letter with both hands and said politely:

"Here is a letter from you."

"mine?"

"Yes."

Feng Xiaoyao raised his eyebrows suspiciously, took it, tore it open, and poured out the letter.

The font above is strong and powerful.

The signature is Shui Qingchen's name.

Feng Xiaoyao read it twice carefully, closed the letter and said to himself:
"It turns out that I went out for an urgent matter and came back in the evening. I mean, I've been knocking on the door for a long time. No matter how deeply Brother Qingchen slept, he should have heard it."

He stuffed the envelope into his sleeve and was about to ask the shopkeeper to prepare some breakfast. When he looked up, he accidentally saw a figure and was stunned.

The man walked with a breeze, and walked out from the small door leading to the backyard from the front lobby. He was dressed in blue clothes, with an expressionless and handsome face, a benchmark-like slender figure, wheat-colored healthy skin, and carried a great hiddenness all over his body. Yu Shi's aura of indifference.

The waiter chased after him, winking desperately at the shopkeeper who was also stunned.

However, the seven or eight men following the man in green clothes were so strong and tall that they completely obscured the thin and weak waiter.

Cang Lie walked directly to the shopkeeper and said:
"I am Cang Lie. In the name of my young master, I am here to be responsible for the renovation of Fulai Inn. I will respect your opinion, but I don't want you to interfere too much with my decision-making power."

The old shopkeeper was so shocked by Cang Lie's momentum that he could not speak.

The waiter hurriedly stepped forward and pushed the shopkeeper.

The old shopkeeper came to his senses and was so frightened by this battle that his fingers trembled and he stammered:
"Uh... yes, yes, okay, what... Mr. Cang? Mr. Cang, you have had a long journey, please come here, I... uh, I will take you to have a rest."

"You don't need to use honorifics to me, you can just call me Cang Lie. I am the same as you, working for the little master, and I am no more noble than you."

Cang Lie is direct in his words and even more resolute in his actions.

He turned around and started assigning work.

The seven or eight strong men looked menacing and looked like powerful thugs, but when they rolled up their sleeves and started working, their hands were gentle and gentle, and they were extremely careful.

The old shopkeeper, the waiter, and Feng Xiaoyao stood aside, completely dumbfounded.

Cang Lie turned around, nodded slightly to the old man, the shopkeeper, and said firmly:

"The Fulai Inn has been around for a long time. On the basis of retaining the style of the place, I will make some repairs to the damaged areas. In the afternoon, two cooks will come to take up their posts. When the time comes, the innkeeper will take care of them and arrange accommodation for them."

As soon as the sound fell, Cang Lie strode away and began to get busy.Feng Xiaoyao looked at Cang Lie's tall back and asked blankly:
"Housekeeper, where did you find this magic weapon and craftsman? It's amazing. I have a hunch that your inn will become prosperous."

The old shopkeeper reacted slowly.

Oh my god...

God!

His heart was filled with shock, but the old shopkeeper was at a loss for words and could not express the shock in his heart at this moment.

"Hello, shopkeeper?"

Feng Xiaoyao carried the shopkeeper, who was as motionless as a living fossil, on his shoulders a few times, stretched out his hand in front of him, and waved:

"Hey, I'm back to my soul, shopkeeper."

The old shopkeeper trembled all over, came to his senses, and his voice became hoarse with excitement:

"Oh my God, I thought he was a dandy, but I didn't dare to think that he is actually the God of Wealth who turns stones into gold. Hahaha."

As soon as the sound fell, the old shopkeeper seemed to be 30 years younger in an instant. He was full of energy and motivation, and he rushed towards Cang Lie.

Feng Xiaoyao stood there, looked around the inn, and said with emotion:
"Tsk, if you have a chance in the future, you must come back and see with your own eyes what this place will look like after it has been renovated."

After a pause, Feng Xiaoyao said with longing:
"To be able to train such a powerful elite team, their master must be a big shot. If you can meet him, you must get to know him well so that you can live up to this trip."

Far outside the city.

A sound of sneezing came from a carriage.

ah-

Ji Fanyin rubbed the bridge of his nose, frowned, and muttered:
"It's weird, who is talking bad about me."

Li Mubai laughed and joked from the side:

"Miss Ji, you look so cute, maybe someone is missing you."

Ji Fanyin laughed loudly, enjoying his praise very much.

Li Mubai lowered his head, glanced at the letter paper spread out on the coffee table, shook his head regretfully and said:

"Unfortunately, Mr. Feng has something urgent that needs to be dealt with, so he left first. We will meet again in Qixia City in ten days."

Hearing the sound, Ji Fanyin's eyes flashed slightly, he smiled and said nothing, stretched out his hand towards the Fengxian Wine on the coffee table.

Shui Qingchen's eyes were fixed on Ji Fanyin's face, with a profound meaning:

"Drinking so early in the morning?"

Ji Fanyin looked at Shui Qingchen with a smile, leaning forward, shaking the wine bottle, and thinking about what to say.

Li Mubai smiled and said:

"Miss Ji, she has a straightforward personality. In this aspect, she is somewhat similar to my cousin."

The light in Shui Qingchen's eyes moved slightly, and he turned his head to look at Li Mubai.

Ji Fanyin raised her red lips and asked with a smile:
"She's the same as me, drinking in the morning?"

Li Mubai shook his head. Thinking of that person, his eyes couldn't help but become very soft:
"She has been outspoken and upright since she was a child. She pays attention to the moral principles of the world. She upholds the principle that evil never defeats good. She longs for one day to be able to act chivalrously and righteously, travel around the world, and make her own reputation. Oh, Miss Ji, you have met me when you arrive at Qixia City. She will definitely like her."

Ji Fanyin shrugged, raised her head, and took a sip of wine. She maintained this posture without moving. She glanced inadvertently from the corner of her eye and saw Shui Qingchen shaking slightly, not knowing what he was thinking.

goo go go go-

After taking several sips in a row, I smelled of alcohol.

Her small cheeks showed a charming crimson color, and she was a little tipsy.

"Oh!"

The wine pot was placed on the coffee table, making a heavy sound, attracting Shui Qingchen's attention.

Ji Fanyin stretched out her hand, her fingertips were like pens, tracing his eyebrows and across the high bridge of his nose, looking straight at him without saying a word.

"Xiaoyin?" Shui Qingchen grabbed her restless hand.

The warmth from his palm made Ji Fanyin's expression become more and more lazy, and the amorous feelings revealed inadvertently were like tickling feathers, pure and light, making people want to collect them carefully.

Shui Qingchen couldn't help but frown, subconsciously raised his head and looked to the side.

Li Mubai stared at Ji Fanyin absently, with surprise in his eyes and a desire to take possession of her.

"From now on, you are not allowed to be greedy for alcohol." The smile disappeared from Shui Qingchen's eyes, and he pressed the back of her head with his big hand, not giving her a chance to refute, and forced it into his arms.

(End of this chapter)