Chapter 156: Wulin Misleading Stories 26

The man in white held the tea in both hands and sipped it gently. He only raised his thick and handsome sword-like eyebrows when he heard the words. After putting down the teacup, the man in white picked up the purple silk handkerchief embroidered with green bamboo and wiped his hands. Then, a man in black appeared from nowhere, holding a wooden box in his hand and placed it respectfully next to Feng Wu.

The man in white gave a look, and the man in black immediately nodded and left the tea room.

Feng Wu's eyes fell on the man in white and he blinked at the wooden box, as if asking, "Can you open it?"

The man in white smiled and nodded, saying, "Everything the girl wants is here."

Since the master agreed, she didn't hesitate and directly opened the wooden box. Inside was some personal information about Su Lizui and his eight Vajras.

Feng Wu quickly flipped through the information on the paper. She memorized all the thick information in a very short time.

When the host is browsing, the system will directly connect to the projected image and automatically enter its memory bank.

As he read, he was amazed, "This little brother is very professional in collecting information! Even the little quirks such as how many times the raccoon monster gets up at night and Fei Yi's love for eating candied pork elbows are written clearly. Hey! As expected, the little brother who works hard is the most handsome. Host, you have such a beautiful woman in front of you, and you can stay calm?" From the moment the host entered the tea room, except for being a little irritable at the beginning, the frequency of his heartbeat was very stable.

When the host is with the master, his emotions are like stocks in later generations, ups and downs, very unstable.

"Handsome? Who is handsome? This man in white? Is there something wrong with your eyes?" Feng Wu's system was speechless and went straight into the backend to scan for viruses. It had to kill the virus called "Frustration" completely before it could come out.

The man in white saw that she only glanced through the box once before closing it, and raised an eyebrow in surprise. "Look carefully, you must understand that nothing from the Zhiji Building can be taken out of the tea room."

Feng Wu stood up and nodded, saying, "Don't worry. I've heard about this rule from Liang Xuangan. If you find any trace of those nine people in the future, just go to the 'Waiting for the Wind' Inn to find me." After saying that, he paused and pointed to the half-empty cup of tea he had drunk, saying, "Remember to put the tea money on Liang Xuangan's account." The old bastard raised a very difficult question in the world, and Feng Wu felt that Liang Xuangan would not be stingy with this small amount of tea money.

The man in white paused while pouring tea, raised his eyes, and looked at Feng Wu with calm curiosity. However, Feng Wu only nodded lightly and greeted him, then slowly walked out of the tea room.

As soon as I walked out of the tea room, I was greeted by a girl wearing a lilac jacket with a collar and shoulders trimmed with white fox fur, which made the girl's delicate face look noble and mysterious. In particular, there was always a faint and strange fragrance about this girl.

If Feng Wu's spiritual sense had not been so strong and the two of them were not so close to each other, no one would have been able to smell this almost non-existent smell.

He turned slightly to the side and saw the girl staring at him with her dark eyes. Feng Wu was very tolerant of the pretty girl. He took the initiative to smile and nodded politely before leaving.

"Ayue!" When the little girl saw the man in white making tea inside, she immediately ran forward and threw herself into the man's arms with open arms.

"Girl, you're finally back..." The man in white kissed the little girl's shiny black hair and sighed with regret.

The two hadn't seen each other for months. They hugged each other and exchanged many sweet words. Qin Suyi then remembered the woman she had just caught a glimpse of at the door of the teahouse. She curled her lips and said, "Ayue has a beautiful woman by his side, so how could he still remember a little girl like me?"

Xiao Qingyue, the man in white, was amused by Qin Suyi's sour tone. Thinking about the girl's behavior just now, Xiao Qingyue sighed rarely: "Don't worry! The girl has never looked at me straight in the eye since she came in. The tea on the table is more pleasing to the eye than me." He still has some understanding of his face. Don't the women in Shendu love his handsome face?

Wasn't it this face that attracted him to the little girl in front of him when they first met? It was just that the little girl's gaze was full of pure admiration, which made him remember this unique little girl the moment they first met.

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After Feng Wu had stayed in the inn for two days, someone brought him news of the whereabouts of the Blood Demon among the Eight Vajras.

This guy has been looking for girls no older than nine years old among the refugees outside the city. He uses the virgins' heart blood to refine elixirs and gives them to Mr. Huang Sang, who has a brain injury and wants to become an immortal in the palace.

The waiter watched the rice paper in the guest's hand turn into powder in an instant, and he was horrified. It was not because of the extraordinary skill of turning paper into powder, but because he was surprised that the guest had mastered such a profound martial art at such a young age.

After Feng Wu thanked him politely, she told the waiter not to bring dinner as she had to go out to visit a friend.

The waiter agreed readily, and in his heart he became more respectful to the guest in Room C. He thought to himself that he must not forget to ask the kitchen to leave some food warm in the pot so that the guest could have a hot meal when he returned at night.

In the winter in the capital, it gets dark early. Not long after the hour of You, the sky is completely dark. Feng Wu, wearing a neat black night gown, takes advantage of the fact that no one is around and silently blends into the silent and dark twilight through the window on the second floor.

In a dilapidated temple that looks very old, there are no less than a hundred people living in it. In the cold weather, these people work as families and rely on each other for warmth. Their clothes are thin and not windproof, so everyone picks up some firewood from nearby and burns it to keep warm.

In the second half of the night, the burning firewood pile gradually went out because firewood was not added in time.

No matter how dilapidated the temple was, it still blocked the raging north wind. The temple door, which was only covered by a straw curtain, was opened from the outside.

The man was wearing a black hooded cloak and holding a white skull-shaped cane that was neither gold, jade, wood, nor stone. At first glance from a distance, you would really think it was made of human bones.

Feng Wu glanced at the person coming through the tiny gap between the tiles. Because the wide brim of the hat covered the Blood Demon's face, Feng Wu could only see the man's wrinkled chin with his excellent eyesight!

Don't be fooled by his old age. In fact, the Blood Demon is only in his thirties this year. The information speculates that he has become like this because he practiced some evil martial arts.

After releasing his spiritual sense, Feng Wu didn't sense anything powerful about this person.

While Feng Wu was lost in thought, the Blood Demon's sinister, blood-red gaze fixed on a little child held in his mother's arms.

The little girl looked no more than five years old, sleeping soundly in her mother's arms. The Blood Demon walked towards the mother and daughter step by step, leaning on his crutch. He kept pounding the lower end of the crutch into the mud of the ruined temple, leaving a deep hole wherever it passed.