deadly mantra

Chapter 60 Some people need to fight for themselves
afternoon.

People from the Shandao Alliance came to pick him up.

Two mighty groups of people surrounded the carriage, one behind the other, escorting Shui Qingchen and the others to their destination.

Bao Simu stood in front of the spirit stone at the entrance of Yunshangduan Tavern, rubbing his hands nervously, tiptoeing from time to time, stretching his head, and looking at the busy street.

After a while, a familiar formation pushed through the crowd and came to the front.

Bao Simu happily went up to the carriage, took an anxious look at the carriage, and asked the leader:

"Uncle Song, have you received anyone?"

Song Deyi is about in his early 40s, with a strong temperament and a burly figure. When he got off the horse, his steps were very steady. At first glance, he was a martial arts practitioner.

With a kind smile on his face, he saluted Bao Simu with clasped fists and said in a loud, rough voice:
"Uncle Song, you can rest assured! Before going out, the leader of the alliance specially warned that it is rare for the eldest lady to make new friends, so we must take good care of them and fulfill our friendship as landlords. Tomorrow, the eldest lady will invite them to our Good Sword Alliance , the alliance leader and his wife are also looking forward to seeing them. Oh, by the way, Mr. Ji has heard about it somehow, and is also very concerned about these friends of the eldest lady, and wants to invite them to Mr. Ji's 60th birthday. "

Bao Simu's cheeks were slightly red, looking a little embarrassed:
"Oh, how come even grandpa is alarmed?"

"Of course. Mr. Ji and Mrs. Ji have only one daughter. The eldest lady is the apple of Madam and the leader's eye, and she is Mr. Ji's only granddaughter. Of course Mr. Ji is particularly concerned."

"Hehe, actually, I also have this intention, but I haven't told them yet. If they are willing, I will invite them to the alliance tomorrow."

Song Deyi smiled happily and said:

"It can be seen that the eldest lady is very nervous about these friends, and one of them is particularly outstanding."

"Uncle Song!" Bao Simu covered his blushing face and said anxiously: "What are you talking about! I don't understand."

"Hahaha, that young man is out."

While talking, Shui Qingchen came out of the carriage.

He glanced at Bao Simu, nodded with a smile, and worried about Ji Fanyin's health, he raised his arm and helped Ji Fanyin get out of the carriage.

Song Deyi raised his calloused hand, pushed Bao Simu's back, pushed it forward, and said with a smile:

"Miss, go and have fun. We can do some things for you, but there are some people that you need to fight for yourself."

Bao Simu understood what Song Deyi meant, covered up the shyness in his eyes, took a deep breath, mustered up his courage, and approached him with a smile on his face:

"Master Shui, you are here."

After Ji Fanyin stood firm, he moved a step to the side intentionally or unintentionally, opened the distance between him and Shui Qingchen, and nodded to Bao Simu with a smile:

"The battles of the Good Sword Alliance are indeed different. Today, I finally experienced the power of a fox pretending to be a tiger with the help of Miss Bao."

Bao Simu explained:
"The murder case at the Yongchang Escort Bureau has not progressed yet. The murderer may still be roaming around the city. I was worried about your safety, so I sent Uncle Song to escort you here. You won't blame me for taking matters into your own hands, right?"

Ji Fanyin smiled and shook his head:

"No, no, it feels quite nice to have someone protecting you."

Shui Qingchen's remaining light passed over Ji Fanyin's smile inadvertently, and he smiled lightly at Bao Simu:

"It doesn't matter. You are also worried about our safety. This is a good intention. No one will blame you."

Under his gaze, Bao Simu's ears turned red. He quickly turned away his face, raised his arms and said:
"I heard that there was a new luthier here who was very popular, so I pushed forward the reservation and booked a room on the fourth floor in the front hall."

The four of them walked into Yunshangduan Tavern.

When going upstairs, Bao Simu took Ji Fanyin's arm and said specifically:
"My cousin asked me to tell you that I'm sorry. He was going to come today, but something happened in the palace and he couldn't get out."

Ji Fanyin smiled:
"I accept his apology. Could you please tell Miss Bao that I am a small-minded person and cannot tolerate being deceived by others. If he sincerely apologizes, he can come to me himself."

Bao Simu pursed his lips and snickered:

"Okay, I will tell you the truth. However, don't call me eldest lady or eldest lady in the future. It's strange. You can call me by my name directly, or you can call me Baozi like my cousin." Ji Fanyin laughed. Nodding:

"Okay, then you can also call me Ji Fanyin from now on."

Bao Simu shouted happily:
"Sanskrit~"

Ji Fanyin gave her a strange look and let her go.

In the elegant room on the fourth floor, the window facing the hall has been improved and is an extended observation deck.

Strings of crystal bead chains made a clear crashing sound, blocking the view downstairs.

Bao Simu signaled the attendant to lift the bead curtain, revealing a spacious view.

Several people sat around the round table, just enough to see the situation in the hall clearly.

As soon as Bao Simu sat down, he couldn't help but stand up and arrange the dishes.

The table is full of exquisite delicacies, and you can tell that they have done their homework.

Inside, there were several dishes that Shui Qingchen and the other three had picked up with a few extra chopsticks when they ate last night, and the other half were carefully selected based on each of their tastes.

Shui Qingchen smiled, motioned for Bao Simu to sit down, and said warmly:
"It bothers you."

Bao Simu shook his head like a rattle and laughed loudly:
"You are eating well and happy. Even if my thoughts are not in vain."

Bao Simu sat down at the main seat. When he looked up, he saw Shui Qingchen opposite, smiling lightly and looking at him. His cheeks couldn't help but coax and turned red.

"Ahem." Her heart was pounding wildly. In order to cover up her nervousness, she introduced: "The fourth floor is only divided into four rooms. Our place is called the wall view. It has an independent study room, an inner room, and a private room. There are pens, inks, paper and inkstones, and hanging scrolls collected from all over the place. We can go over and have a look later."

Feng Xiaoyao curled her lips in disinterest:
"Picture scroll? That thing is probably only of interest to Brother Qingchen. If you like to see it, you two can go there by yourselves. I want to stay and listen to the music."

Bao Simu's eyes were shy, and he quickly glanced at Shui Qingchen, pretending to be calm and said:
"There's no rush, no rush, you eat first, and it's the same thing if you look at it later."

A meaningful smile appeared on Ji Fanyin's face:

"Yes, don't worry."

Her eyes moved down and fell on Bao Simu's arm, and she asked casually:

"Did you bring your Xuanbing Crossbow? You were in a rush last time and didn't look carefully. Can I take a look?"

"Okay."

Bao Simu agreed readily, lifted up his sleeves, took off the personal concealed weapon, and handed it over:

"If you like it, I'll give it to you."

"No, I've only heard of Xuan Bing Nu's name, but I've never seen one, so I'm just curious for a moment."

Ji Fanyin took it and looked through it calmly, looking at it carefully.

After a while, she raised her head and looked at Shui Qingchen, with a teasing look in her eyes that only the two of them could understand.

Good guy.

The Xuanbing Crossbow in her hand was so fake that even she couldn't tell the difference. It was a high imitation.

Shui Qingchen's eyes turned slightly, and the corner of his lips raised a smile.

If he didn't have this ability, the title of Yama Buddha Cultivator would have been given away to others long ago.

(End of this chapter)