Quick wear: The full-level boss has torn up the cannon fodder script again

Chapter 227 Big Sister She Doesn't Want to Ascend (17)

"One after another, people are missing like this every day. No one is alive or dead."

Shu Liang listened attentively and thoughtfully, but Wei Yun's voice came in unexpectedly, and asked his own question: "But they are seriously ill, and it is difficult to even get up, how could it be possible to write a note with a pen and leave on their own?" Woolen cloth?"

It doesn't have to be to leave on its own, and the handwriting can also be imitated, so... maybe it was kidnapped?
Before she could say anything, Qiao Shi said firmly, "The problem lies in the peach blossom wine."

After a pause, he added: "To be precise, it comes from the peach blossoms that make peach blossom stuffing."

Shu Liang raised his eyebrows, and bluntly expressed his doubts: "Why are you so sure that there is something wrong with the wine?"

Even if the people involved in the accident all drank the peach blossom wine here, and all of them fell ill afterward, it can't be so arbitrarily determined that the missing people left on their own, right?

Yan Liuyu blinked, and said: "The shopkeeper Zhang said it himself. He told us that the peach grove he used to pick for wine was cut down, so he changed it to a peach grove, although it is better than the original one. The peach grove is far away, but the peach blossoms are so bright and tender, he thought he got a big deal."

"Who knew that apart from this kind of thing, people would panic."

Qiao Shi nodded: "Although everyone couldn't produce any evidence to prove that there was something wrong with shopkeeper Zhang's peach blossom wine, he himself felt that something was wrong and felt very sorry, so he told us about it and hoped that we could help investigate it clearly. "

Wei Yun immediately made a decision: "Let's stay here for the time being, and stay outside the doors of the remaining households who have drunk peach blossom wine and are seriously ill in bed. Play by ear and see what will happen after nightfall."

They've already made arrangements, and Shu Liang doesn't seem to have the right to comment.

Now the clues are limited, as Wei Yun said, we can only wait patiently and play by ear.

They stayed in an inn near Zhangji Tavern.

During dinner, at the dinner table, except for Shu Liang, everyone was thoughtful and vigilant, observing the surrounding environment calmly.

Pei Su silently picked up dishes that were far away for her. Seeing that she was eating fast, she couldn't help asking: "Is it so delicious, Master?"

Hearing him call her "Master" in a calm tone, Shu Liang paused imperceptibly, and almost immediately sensed the deep meaning implied in his words, with a smile on his lips: "Ordinary, better than you It’s far from done.”

"Well."

A certain person seemed to appreciate this, and responded in a low voice, with the corners of his mouth raised very quickly.

The voices of the two conversations were not deliberately lowered, so everyone at the dinner table could hear them clearly.

Wei Yun's face darkened slightly, he cast his gaze at the two of them, moved his lips, but did not make a sound, his brows were furrowed.

Since Yan Liuyu was injured by Pei Su last time, Murong Feng never communicated with Shu Liang again, and fell into his one-sided cold war.

To be honest, he didn't want to have such a tense relationship with his senior sister, but what Liuyu said didn't seem like a lie...

Murong Feng's eyes slowly fell on Pei Su, sizing him up calmly.

After the senior sister accepted this apprentice, she seemed to be very close to him. It's only been a few days, and she dared to eat the food he cooked?She even praised him without hesitation in front of so many people, as if she was afraid that he would be unhappy...

Murong Feng vaguely felt that his status in the eyes of the senior sister was not guaranteed, he pursed his lips, and said awkwardly: "Senior sister, what about me? I also cooked for you, me and nephew Pei Su, who did it? Is it more delicious?"

Hearing this, Shu Liang glanced at him, and recalled the only time she tasted his cooking, it seemed that it was the last meal when she just returned to Tianjianzong from the devil's cave...

To be honest, after such a long time, coupled with being disgusted by the little rabbit demon at that time, she can no longer remember what the meal tasted like.

So facing Murong Feng's expectant eyes, she said——

Just as he was about to speak, someone suddenly touched his right foot under the table.

Shu Liang's expression remained unchanged, and he said truthfully, "Of course it's my apprentice."

The corners of Pei Su's lips twitched, and it took him a while to keep them from curling up.

And on the other side-

Murong Feng never expected that the elder sister who used to take good care of him and consider his feelings at all times would be so straightforward, not giving him any face, and immediately froze.

"...Senior Sister."

There was a hint of a smile in Yan Liuyu's eyes, she blinked, found the right moment, and said: "But I think Ah Feng's cooking skills are very good, I can't forget it once I eat it!"

Hearing her comfort, Murong Feng's eyes were moved.

"But since Sister Changyue said that Nephew Pei's cooking skills are better, it has aroused my curiosity." Yan Liuyu's clear eyes were full of expectation, and she tilted her head slightly as if inadvertently, showing a bit of innocence. The corner of the mouth raised a natural arc, and the voice was clear and crisp: "I don't know if we have this honor, can we taste it?"

She said this cleverly, she didn't just mention herself, but used "we", which sounded more like she was trying to save face for Murong Feng.

Shu Liang moved his chopsticks again, as if he didn't care about it, and continued to eat the food in front of him.

The next moment, she heard the boy sitting on her right say, "No."

A sharp and cold rejection, not sloppy at all, not even taking into account the basic etiquette of seniority.

After Pei Su finished speaking, she raised her hand to pick up the chopsticks, picked up a piece of pork ribs that was placed far away, and naturally put it into her bowl.

Yan Liuyu's face froze slightly imperceptibly, obviously he was impacted by his quick and direct two words, as if someone had slapped his head, and his smile was a bit forced: "Mr. It’s directly saddening.”

"Well," Pei Su didn't lift his eyelids, focused on watching the people around him eating, and said softly, "Only Master can."

No one but her.

Qiao Shi, who was on the sidelines, narrowed his eyes and smiled meaningfully: "Tsk tsk tsk, Pei Su, you are too..."

Before he finished speaking, Wei Yun cast a cold and stern look.

Qiao Shi was frightened by his master's eyes, and closed his mouth resentfully.

Wei Yun put down his chopsticks, looked at Pei Su with a bit of majesty in his eyes: "As a nephew, but you have such a disrespectful attitude towards uncle, you..."

Shu Liang suddenly put down his chopsticks and stood up, interrupting his reprimand, and said coldly: "I'm full."

Wei Yun's face froze, he glanced at the meal she hadn't finished, and subconsciously asked her to stay: "Changyue..."

But Shu Liang turned a deaf ear to it, grabbed the boy's sleeve and walked towards the outside of the inn. His pace was extremely fast, and he disappeared in a blink of an eye.

　Suddenly found that the activity rate has entered the bronze circle, hhh
　　
　
(End of this chapter)