Self-cultivation of Kuaichuan Green Tea

Chapter 186 Miss Bandit (19)

The next day, Qu Lingyuan got up early from the bed.

She wasn't really preparing for the trip, and Yamashita wasn't that attractive to her. She got up so early just to dress herself up.

The only one who can take her heart is Yu Jinjiang.

People rely on clothes and horses rely on saddles, and even a good-looking face needs exquisite clothing and makeup to match, otherwise it would be a waste of money.

While washing and washing, Qu Lingyuan called Yiling.

"Is there any change in Shi Ran?"

Qu Lingyuan slept soundly all night, while Yiling went to Shi Ran's side to keep an eye on her all night.

"She found people from the Wusheng Pavilion again, and in the early morning, she met the owner of the Wusheng Pavilion." Yi Ling's tone was as indifferent as water.

"Oh? Repeat the old trick?" Qu Lingyuan chuckled.

Are all the female supporting roles so unskilled? If you have to use a method twice, isn't this forcing her to catch the horse's feet?

After a few seconds of silence, Yi Ling murmured: "It's worth mentioning that the owner of the Wusheng Pavilion looks a bit like you."

Qu Lingyuan frowned, then relaxed again.

"Dog blood plot? My father is not dead?" She put down the comb in her hand and sat aside.

If you think so, it might not be a good thing.

For the sake of saving her time, she spent all her time investigating and finding evidence, and she can just ask the people in the Wusheng Pavilion directly.

It's just that I don't know the attitude of Wusheng Pavilion towards me. Even if she is really a relative, she may be regarded as a spy after staying on Mount Hua for so long?
"The Pavilion Master is very young, so he can't be your father." Yi Ling pouted, reminding her.

Qu Lingyuan glanced at him, and guessed wildly to herself: "Oh, that's brother."

It doesn't matter who it is, whether it's identity or attitude, anyway, it can only be determined after a direct confrontation.

If the owner of the pavilion and himself are really related by blood, then it would make sense to explain the enmity between Wusheng Pavilion and Huashan.

Huashan destroyed the bandit den back then.

But if they do something good, they won't be wiped out.
Qu Lingyuan was a little confused for a moment.

Now that Shi Ran is the bridge and matchmaker, she can save herself from finding the old lair of Wusheng Pavilion.

This is really convenient.

Let's talk about it then.

Figured it out, she got up to pack her things.

Yu Jinjiang came to find her for lunch, and the two immediately set off for the foot of the mountain.

Shi Ran stayed quietly in the room, not hearing anything outside the window.

Wusheng Pavilion can even handle the old head and Gu Chi, but can't handle Qu Lingyuan?
I have already told Wusheng Pavilion not to hurt Yu Jinjiang, so I think the other party will not break his promise.
Only this matter, she has no idea.

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On the first day of the Lunar New Year, the mountain was filled with lights and festoons.

The air is still filled with the faint smell of fireworks after the firecrackers, and the ground is full of broken red, shining like brocade.

The shouting on the street has decreased a lot, and most of them have gone home to spend time with their loved ones.

The ancient Spring Festival has a strong sense of ritual, the common people pray and the officials worship their ancestors.

There are fewer small vendors, but there are many more "street artists".

Most of them have no relatives to reunite with, and they just seize this opportunity to perform well, make others happy, make more money for themselves, and pray that they can live well in the new year.

In ancient times, most men and women would not have intimate behaviors on the street, but it is a pity that Qu Lingyuan came from modern times, and Yu Jinjiang rarely had contact with women since he was a child in Huashan, so he didn't know much about it.

The two of them walked down the street holding hands. There were so many people, but no one cared.

The first day of the Lunar New Year is the day for worshiping ancestors and paying New Year's greetings. There are all kinds of passers-by, and Qu Lingyuan thought that the Wusheng Pavilion would not appear in broad daylight.

I don't know the specific route of her and Yu Jinjiang's travel, how will the Wusheng Pavilion assassinate him?She was very curious about how Shi Ran discussed with the pavilion master.

Yiling couldn't say why.

When they talked, even face to face, they used secret signals, and they were extremely cautious.

All you can see is the expression and appearance.

In the end, he also heard Shi Ran add "There is no need to hurt Yu Jinjiang".

Qu Lingyuan was very curious at this time, would Wushengge really have such a big opinion on Huashan, would it really only target her and not hurt Yu Jinjiang?

Shi Ran took it for granted.

If something really happened to Yu Jinjiang, she would regret it and have nowhere to seek justice.

"Do you still remember the temple where you asked for a lottery last time?" Yu Jinjiang turned his head to see her in a daze, and gently squeezed her little hand and asked.

Qu Lingyuan was taken aback for a moment, then nodded: "Of course I remember."

Their signatures are still a couple, and they haven't had time to tell Yu Jinjiang.

Pointing to the lively crowd in the distance, Yu Jinjiang said: "There will be a temple fair near the temple, let's go and see it together?"

There must always be a destination when you come out to play. Wandering around the street is nothing but watching street performances.

There are also performances in temple fairs, which are more formal.

"Let's go!" Qu Lingyuan pulled him and took the initiative to walk forward.

Temple fair, she had never seen it before.

There were a lot of people in front, so in order not to be scattered, they got closer together.

"Wow--"

The crowd not far in front burst into cheers, Qu Lingyuan was curious, and squeezed Yu Jinjiang in with her petite figure.

Taking a closer look, it turned out to be an "illusion" performance, commonly known as juggling, and in Qu Lingyuan's perception, it was magic.

"Which son, would you like to come forward and experience the illusion?" The "Illusionist" standing in the center of the crowd looked refined and fair, but his voice was not low.

He only wants men, probably because he is afraid that men and women will not be able to kiss each other.

Many people in the crowd were restless and wanted to go forward, so he simply picked one at random.

This kind of mysterious "illusion" is very magical in the eyes of ancient people. Many people don't know that it is fake, and they really think that they can "magic".

"This is just a small illusion." The illusionist said slowly, and pulled the selected person to a chair and sat down.

It was the first time for Qu Lingyuan to see magic in ancient times, holding Yu Jinjiang's arm, watching with gusto.

"I have two cloth balls filled with cotton in my hand." The illusionist turned around with open palms, signaling to everyone present, "Now, I will give one of them to this young master, please hold it tightly."

After speaking, he quickly stuffed the cloth ball into the hands of the "lucky spectator" and made him clenched his fist.

The "lucky audience" followed his movements ignorantly, clenched their fists tightly, not daring to let go.

Showing the audience the remaining cloth ball in his hand again, the illusionist clasped his hands together: "Now, I want to transform the cloth ball in my own hand into the hands of this young master."

The illusionist blew into his palm with confidence, then smiled and looked at the young master in front of him: "Please open your palm and have a look."

The young man opened his palm curiously, and as expected, he saw the two cloth balls lying quietly in his palm, his expression of surprise was hard to hide.

Qu Lingyuan looked bored, pulled Yu Jinjiang's sleeve lightly, and whispered: "He just stuffed two balls into that young master's hand in advance while no one was paying attention, but the balls were stuffed with cotton, and the contraction force Strong, just can't feel it."

For things like illusion, the fun is lost when the mystery is revealed.

Although her voice was low, people around could still hear her, and couldn't help but turn to look at her, frowning.

The corner of Yu Jinjiang's mouth twitched, a little embarrassed, and wanted to drag her away from here.

Before she had time to speak, Qu Lingyuan got excited and pulled him away from the crowd and ran out.

"Someone stole my purse!" she yelled as she ran.

The thief was not very skilled, and even touched her waist when he stole.

In this case, it is more convenient to use Qinggong to chase, but after all, Qinggong has a lot of flying and needs a foothold.

There are so many people around, she can't step on people's heads to chase the thief, can she?

　Began to add more updates for the rewarding babies one after another
　　
　
(End of this chapter)