Zhao Rong felt that Zhu Yourong definitely did it on purpose.

To take revenge for personal gain.

He was dizzy from the fall during the day and his waist still hurts.

He was a master of Fuyao realm. During the day, he had competed with Qingjun in swordsmanship. He didn't even frown when the sword fairy killed Qinglong with her sword. But in the end, he had to surrender to Zhu Yourong. It was really a great shame.

At this time, at the intersection of Wutong Street.

In the cold evening wind, Zhao Rong rushed here. After waiting for a while, he saw a group of people.

Leading the way was a woman in a Confucian robe with fluttering sleeves, and she was calm and unhurried.

There were five people accompanying her.

A stern-faced, old-fashioned girl, followed closely by a shy, pretty girl.

A frivolous student wearing powdered clothes and a dull student wearing simple but neat clothes.

Then... a petite and cute girl with fox eyes appeared, holding Zhu Yourong's jade hand.

Well, there were actually six people accompanying them, but one of them was too short, so Zhao Rong didn’t see him at first glance...

Beside Yu Huaijin, the delicate maid who loved snacks was nowhere to be seen, but Zhao Rong didn't care as he was worried about something.

At this moment, when Zhao Rong saw a group of people coming, his eyes immediately caught Su Xiaoxiao, whose eyes were slightly swollen. He met her delicate gaze for a moment, then looked away as if nothing had happened, without looking at her any further.

He smiled and greeted Yu Huaijin, Li Xueyu, his two good friends, and Jingzi, who was as short as her height and had a keen eye, then turned around and led the way.

Zhu Yourong blinked and looked at Zhao Rong's back.

Someone just greeted Huai Jin, Xue You and the others, but didn't greet her and the little fox demon beside her.

Well, he didn't talk to Su Xiaoxiao. The woman in Confucian clothes could understand. After all, according to what they had agreed in the academy in the afternoon, tonight he was just bringing a silly girl who didn't even know how to be a vixen to meet the queen, and he had to pretend that he and Su Xiaoxiao were not familiar with each other.

But he didn't say hello to her at the moment...

What a narrow-minded man... the woman in scholar's robe muttered.

Zhao Rong was leading the way with his sleeves rolled up, and at this time his gentle voice was heard.

"Everyone, please follow me. My wife has prepared a banquet and cooked a few dishes herself. It's in a small restaurant at the end of the alley not far ahead."

Zhao Rong finished speaking.

There was silence behind me.

Everyone was silent and looked at each other.

When Su Xiaoxiao heard these two words, her eyelashes trembled and the little hand that was holding Zhu Yourong suddenly clenched.

Zhu Yourong had a calm expression and gently patted the hand of the nervous little fox demon next to him.

"Hmph, scumbag." The girl in blue raised her thick eyebrows, looking quite adorable. At this time, she hugged the arm of the little fox demon beside her and snorted, feeling indignant for her new friend.

Fan Yushu and Jia Tengying looked at each other, the former shrugged and the latter sighed.

The two were in Dongli Cottage in the afternoon. When they heard that Zhao Rong was going to take Su's sister-in-law to meet Zhao's sister-in-law, their eyelids twitched and they couldn't help but look again at the young Confucian scholar who was calmly narrating in front of them. They didn't dare to come at first, but in the end they had no choice but to agree to come.

After all, we have known each other for such a long time. How can I watch my good brother's body lying in the wilderness? I promised to help collect the body...

Yu Huaijin raised his eyes to look at the tall figure of the young scholar in front of him, then turned his head to look at the female companion and the teacher beside him, and pursed his lips.

She actually had a lot of things to do in the academy, but she still came...

At this time, Zhao Rong seemed not to hear the movement behind him and led the way calmly.

It seems that I have even forgotten the pain in my waist.

The group of people, with different thoughts and a somewhat strange atmosphere, followed him and moved in a certain direction.

Soon, the seven people came to an old alley that had not been renovated for a long time.

Everyone looked around curiously.

"Zi Yu, where are you taking us? Is there a restaurant here? Uh, is there such a run-down alley in our East City? Is it next to Wutong Street?" Fan Yushu looked at the dilapidated bricks and tiles in the alley in confusion.

He couldn't help but sighed, "You are amazing, Ziyu. You have shown me something new again. If you hadn't brought me here, I, a native of Duyou City, would not have known about this."

Seeing his friend joking, Zhao Rong twitched his lips slightly, smiled absentmindedly and waved his hands, "Let's just eat casually today. Brother Yushu and everyone, please forgive me. After the next exam is over, I will treat you all to a good meal."

Fan Yushu shook his head. Seeing that the atmosphere was still quiet and awkward, he patted his friend on the shoulder and said to liven up the atmosphere:

"It's okay, it's okay. The affection is enough. I heard that my sister-in-law cooked it herself. Well, I have to taste the cooking skills of Fairy Zhao from Xiaoyao Mansion today."

Zhao Rong turned around, a helpless look on his face, "Don't say that later, otherwise she will probably be nervous. To be honest, I haven't eaten Qingjun's dishes before, except for porridge. Maybe I'm new to it. Well, let me pick up my chopsticks first, and you guys act according to my expression, haha."

Zhao Rong said something humorous, and then everyone looked at each other, no one laughed at all, and some even couldn't help but glance at a little fox demon.

“Haha…ha…ha…ha…” A young Confucian scholar.

The atmosphere was a bit awkward.

The corner of Zhao Rong's mouth twitched, and he suddenly felt a little panicked. What about the tacit understanding they had agreed on? They should practice it, so as not to let anything slip later.

He was somewhat doubtful about his decision today. He had originally thought of asking Zhu Yourong and the others to provide cover, satisfy a small request, and "formally" meet Qingjun.

At this time, Zhao Rong looked at Zhu Yourong.

The woman in Confucian robes casually moved her eyes away, just avoiding his gaze, and seemed to be appreciating the night view of the sea in the distance.

But the next second, the very loyal student named Fan stood up and laughed:

"It's settled then, Tzuyu, you'll have to test the poison yourself later."

Zhao Rong nodded quickly.

The interaction was awkward.

However, Fan Yushu adhered to the basic rule that if I am not embarrassed, then others will be embarrassed, and said with a playful smile: "Ziyu, we agreed that you will treat me to a meal next time you come back. Everyone has heard it, so you are not allowed to cheat. But next time, don't come to this run-down alley. I will find a place. I am familiar with Dongcheng. I will pick a place that is both delicious and impressive, and I will charge you a lot."

Only then did everyone respond.

Zhao Rong smiled and nodded, not daring to look at the unblinking sad eyes of a certain little fox demon. He turned around and continued to lead the way.

At this time, the atmosphere between them finally became a little more lively after the two of them had some awkward conversation. They walked deeper into the alley while chatting with each other.

Soon, everyone followed Zhao Rong and stopped in front of a small restaurant at the end of the alley that also looked very old.

"We're here." Zhao Rong turned around and said.

He turned around and glanced at the old man guarding the door.

The old man had sparse hair and was wearing an old green robe. He sat on a bench outside with a hunched back, facing the entrance of the alley, with his head lowered, nodding and dozing off.

Everyone stopped in front of the door, but it didn't seem to wake him up.

Zhu Yourong and Yu Huaijin glanced at the old man guarding the gate.

Fan Yushu looked around, passed the shabby old shop doorman, and looked inside the dimly lit door, muttering to himself.

"Tzuyu, is this store clean? I feel like it's a little unreliable. Could it be a shady store?"

Zhao Rong thought for a moment, then spread his hands and said, "I don't know the place that Qingjun chose. Uh, this place seems to be called..."

He paused, "Well... no, oh, it's called Xia Chong Zhai."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Yourong, Yu Huaijin and several other girls still looked at the restaurant without any reaction.

However, Fan Yushu opened his eyes wide and jumped up.

"Where is this? Xia Chong Zhai?!"

Zhao Rong and several girls turned around in confusion and looked at Fan Yushu with wide eyes.

At this moment, as a native of Duyou City, he quickly turned his head and looked around at the old alley and dilapidated restaurant in astonishment.

Zhao Rong thought about Xiao Qian'er's words carefully, and nodded again to confirm: "It should be called this name... Xia Chong Zhai, it is the place Qingjun found for dinner, what's wrong?"

Fan Yushu stuttered for a moment, "Sister-in-law, this... this..."

At this moment.

Ding ding——!

On top of a cliff by the sea far away in East City, the ancient bell that tells time rang, and the familiar bell sound echoed in the quiet and secluded place.

It is already the hour of Xu.

At the same time, at the entrance of Xia Chong Zhai, the old gatekeeper who had been dozing off suddenly opened his eyes, looked up and stood up.

Seeing this, everyone stopped talking and couldn't help but take a step back.

Zhao Rong frowned.

The old man in green robe acted strangely, ignoring everyone, walked into the door, took out a wooden stick, raised his hand and rang the small copper bell hanging on the door of Xia Chong Zhai...

The sound of the bells kept ringing in the empty Xia Chong Zhai...

This bronze bell, which is as old as the restaurant itself, is hung on the inside of the wooden door of Xia Chong Zhai.

When the bell was rung, there was nothing special about the sound.

However, it seemed that it was often knocked, so the bronze bell only looked old, but there was no rust on it.

Besides, if the old man in green robe with wrinkles all over his face had not stepped on the threshold and knocked on it, Zhao Rong would not have noticed it.

But speaking of which, you think the cliff clock in Duyou East City is not loud enough, right? Why don’t you hang one in your own store and ring it on time... Zhao Rong complained silently in his heart. He always felt that this small restaurant was a bit weird, and it was opened in such a shabby alley.

He frowned slightly. Also, what was Yu Shu's reaction...

At this time, before everyone could recover from the shock, the old man in green robe knocked the bronze bell of the hour of Xu at the same frequency as the clock on the cliff that sounded from afar. Then he put away the wooden stick, returned to his original position outside the door, lowered his head, picked up the bench, hunched over, and walked into Xia Chong Zhai.

Only Zhao Rong, Zhu Yourong, Yu Huaijin and others were left outside the door, silently looking at his back.

"Why does this look familiar? Is this... time to call it a day?"

Zhao Rong muttered.

"Hmm." Although Su Xiaoxiao didn't want to pay attention to someone, she looked at the smooth movements of the old man in green robe and nodded quietly when she heard Zhao Rong muttering.

Well, just like her who slacks off at work every day and practices the art of skimming the water with her little head, she is very energetic when it is time to get off work or eat, not sleepy at all, and goes home in high spirits after work...

What are you doing? Your boss won't feel sorry for you! Let's eat first.

Not long after the old man in green robe rang the bell, the lights in Xia Chong Zhai came on.

Zhao Rong also felt that this old man in green robe was just like them when school was over, and was very active in finishing work.

But now he had brought guests to dinner, but there was not even anyone to greet them, which was a bit embarrassing.

Zhao Rong stood outside the door and glanced inside, only to see that it was empty.

Apart from its ridiculous location, there is a reason why this small restaurant has no business.

He shook his head.

“Ahem.”

At this time, Zhao Rong coughed twice awkwardly and prepared to go in. Then, he remembered Brother Yushu's strange reaction and the words he hadn't finished just now, so he turned around and said, "Yushu, do you know this..."

"Guard your mother's door! You old bastard, I'm your uncle! You're just waiting for customers at the door every day. When it's time to eat, you should go home so quickly. What's the point of keeping you!"

At this moment, a man's angry voice exploded from the door in front of Zhao Rong, interrupting his words.

In the quiet alley at dusk, the curse was like a bolt from the blue, giving people a chill.

The next moment, there was a sudden "bang" from the door of Xia Chong Zhai, and a conspicuous green shadow flew out, and with a "pa" sound, it fell heavily at Zhao Rong's feet.

Zhao Rong's eyelids twitched and he took a step back.

At first he thought it was some metal object, but when he looked down, he found it was the old man in green robe who had just rang the bell to end work. He had come back and was now lying on his back, dazed and disoriented.

Zhao Rong subconsciously took another step forward, wanting to bend down and pull, but the next second, a gray figure appeared on the threshold of Xia Chong Zhai.

The reason why it was a group was because the person who appeared in front of the door was squatting on the threshold.

Zhao Rong tilted his head and saw a middle-aged man with a headband and wearing the gray clothes that ordinary store owners wear.

His hair was black and short, just reaching his shoulders, but he let it hang half-tied down. He had a small nose and small eyes, and an untidy beard. He looked unkempt and a bit slovenly.

At this time, a middle-aged man who seemed to be the black-hearted owner of this store was squatting on the doorstep in a nonchalant manner, glaring at Zhao Rong.

"Don't pull this pickled Zan thing, damn it."

He stretched out his left hand, pointed at the old man in green robe who was struggling to get up, and cursed: "You are still sleeping all day long, just sleep, don't let me catch you when I check on you, otherwise I will stew you, the old bastard, and give my Bingbing some food."

As soon as these words were spoken, many people in the open space outside the door who had previously sympathized with the old man in green robes secretly took a deep breath.

This seems like... he was caught by the boss for slacking off.

Oh, how pitiful! It's true that bosses don't care about people.

A certain little fox demon and a student named Fan shrank their heads.

Zhao Rong glanced at the shopkeeper who seemed to have a bad temper, lowered his head, ignored him, and continued to bend down to support the old man in green robe at his feet.

"Furry boy, you!"

Seeing the impatient shopkeeper, his eyes widened immediately. He reached down with one hand to take off his shoes, and with the other hand stretched out his finger to point at Zhao Rong, wanting to throw his shoes and curse.

At this moment, a female voice came out from inside the door.

"Xiao Zhao, stop messing around!"

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