After Zhao Xifu saw Zhao Rong and his group off, he did not leave immediately.

He looked back inside the door.

Bingniang was wiping the dining table carefully.

Zhao Xifu leaned against the door with his arms folded, staring quietly at his wife's busy back for a while.

Seeing her carrying the dishes to the kitchen, he turned around slowly, changed into a comfortable position, leaned against the door, and faced outside.

When the shopkeeper turned around this time, he saw a beautiful woman in red clothes in the alley outside the side door.

She was standing at the alley where Zhao Rong and others had left before, turning her head as if looking in the direction they had just left.

At this moment, she seemed to have noticed the gaze of the shopkeeper.

Ning Ying also turned around.

The two looked at each other.

Ning Ying raised the corners of her mouth, her smile was like the warm sun in winter, and she said softly, "Senior Brother Zhao."

She also raised her five slender fingers and waved to the shopkeeper in front of the door to say hello.

Zhao Xifu watched coldly, thought for a moment, and asked seriously, "Do you and I know each other well?"

Ning Ying smiled more, Qian pointed at her lower red lips, and said thoughtfully:

"There seems to be a proverb in the city of Duyouxi: The first time is strange, the second time is familiar, the third and fourth times are friends, the fifth time..."

"Are you making twice-cooked pork here?" Zhao Xifu pouted and interrupted her.

“…”

At the entrance of the alley, a woman in red clothes, whose natural makeup was as beautiful as a lotus in clear water, smiled happily, as if she was not angry at all.

She sighed softly:

"Brother Zhao, I have come here seven times, and every time I brought you a lot of interesting things from the outside world. I collected these with great difficulty. There are still many things that I do not have the authority to view in Xinran Sect. Fortunately, Sister Lu came forward..."

Zhao Xifu interrupted with a sincere look: "No wonder it's so boring every time. It turns out that this is a small family. It's really boring that his mother opened the door for boredom. It's boring to death."

“…”

Ning Ying was still not angry and had a good temper.

Facing the rude and impolite black-hearted shopkeeper of Xia Chong Zhai, she just let out a sigh, with a little helplessness on her face.

"Brother Zhao, you are too biased. Junior Sister Lingfei has only come here three times, but you let her into the restaurant and eat at the table. And based on Junior Sister Lingfei's personality, she probably didn't tell you stories to entertain you."

Her tone was slightly sad, and she paused and narrowed her eyes:

"But Senior Brother Zhao is fair and just. He must follow the rules of Xia Chong Zhai and will not do anything with a backdoor, so... well, Senior Brother Zhao took a look at Sister Ling Fei's natal sword? Then Senior Brother Zhao, do you want to take a look at mine?"

Zhao Xifu looked at this clever and eloquent "junior sister" with an impatient look:

"What's so good about your little Chi Jiao's natal sword? I'm tired of seeing the water descendants, fish, shrimps, snakes, and so on in Wangque Continent for thousands of years. Either they are ignorant beasts rushing here to die, or they are fools who are trying to get close to us by taking advantage of others... As for you, I think you are a bit of both."

The woman who was despised in a roundabout way, who had already successfully left Du and walked across the river, and was secretly regarded by various forces in the Zhaixing Tower as the young leader of the water-born demon tribe in Wangquezhou, was still not angry.

Although she had practiced in Taiqing Mansion for so many years, no fellow disciple had ever dared to call her that and despise her.

Instead, Ning Ying was praised as one of the most popular fairy geniuses in the four prefectures of Taiqing. Those students who wanted to win her over or form a Taoist partner with her would not deliberately mention her identity as a water descendant of the demon race. Instead, they accepted her warmly. Well, they would be secretly happy that because of her identity, Ning Ying could not enter Tianya Sword Pavilion, the top place for sword cultivators, right?

Haha, so this identity that seems to be respectful and considerate at first glance, and never mentioned, can also bring them some courage and superiority of being "qualified to be won over" and "worthy of dual cultivation", just like the men who approached her enthusiastically in the Xinran Sect that she joined at this time...

At this moment, at the alley entrance.

After being scolded, Ning Ying narrowed her eyes and looked at the shopkeeper at the door with a smile on her lips.

He was indeed very qualified to say this, because the water demons who did not obey him had already turned into piles of bones that could not be washed away at the bottom of a river, and the rest were the ones who obeyed him, even if they would never admit it in their hearts...

Ning Ying's beautiful almond-shaped eyes narrowed into a slit, and no one knew what she was thinking.

There seemed to be something...bright in the depths of her eyes.

After a while, Ning Ying's expression returned to calm, and he walked towards the alley, shaking his head slightly.

It seemed that after serious thought, he had some different opinions about what the yawning shopkeeper had just said.

She whispered, "Senior Brother Zhao..."

Zhao Xifu interrupted again, "Don't call me senior brother to get close to me. I'm so old, I can't be a senior brother to you little guys. Can you learn to talk like Zhao Da Ya? Why do I feel the same way when I see you as when I see that offending little girl Zhao Qian'er? I really want to beat you up."

His tone was very serious.

Ning Ying seemed not to have heard the rest of the words and continued to shake her head:

"How can Senior Brother Zhao be old? I think he is still as charming as ever, even more mature and charming. And Sister Xia is also in her prime. They are truly a match made in heaven. Speaking of which, I, Junior Sister, have only recently figured out some past events... Senior Brother Zhao's affection for Sister Xia and the things he did for her are truly moving. I guess you won't find another one like him anywhere on the mountain..."

Zhao Xifu was listening to the flattery with a rather pleasant expression, but then...

The shopkeeper's face suddenly turned cold, and he stared coldly at the beautiful and talkative woman in red clothes.

Ning Yingli stopped talking in time after discovering something that should not be mentioned.

She looked apologetic and nodded sincerely: "Brother, I'm sorry."

Zhao Xifu looked at her quietly for a while.

At a certain moment, the man suddenly chuckled and asked the woman, "You, you, don't hate me, huh?"

The air in the alley became silent.

Ning Ying lowered her eyes slightly.

No answer.

After a moment, she smiled, as if she suddenly remembered something, and tiptoed to look inside the door behind Zhao Xifu:

"By the way, Senior Brother, did Sister Xia like the jewelry I bought for her last time? Well, it was our first time meeting, so I didn't know what she liked, so I bought some jewelry from various families in East City."

Zhao Xifu said nothing, just looked at her.

Ning Ying asked curiously, "Has Sister Xia forgotten me?"

Zhao Xifu did not answer. He looked up and glanced at the darkening night. The next second, he turned around without hesitation and went back inside.

Ning Ying stopped talking nonsense and said loudly:

"Brother Zhao, do you know that there is a seventh-level demon imprisoned in the Zhengguan Well in the lecture pavilion of Linlu Academy?"

Zhao Xifu's steps as he left paused slightly.

The woman's clear voice was still echoing in the alley.

Ning Ying stared at the thin back of the shopkeeper who loved to swear.

This is a man who for some reason is very rule-abiding. The rules for entering Xia Chong Zhai are that guests must bring some stories about the mountain that the shopkeeper is either interested in or does not know about, and sometimes they will answer some of his strange questions...

And now she revealed that there was actually a living seventh-level great demon in Wangque Island at the end of the world, which was strictly controlled by Tianya Sword Pavilion... If he got out, it would probably cause an uproar on Wangque Mountain.

Zhao Xifu turned around, glanced at Ning Ying, and then...

He smiled.

"That's it?"

Ning Ying frowned slightly.

Zhao Xifu stroked his stubble and nodded in understanding. "It's hard for me, Senior Brother, to let you join the fast just based on this old almanac that has been read through a long time ago."

Without waiting for Ning Ying to ask more, he said with interest: "Then do you know that the one in the well of the academy is your 'relative'?"

A look of confusion suddenly appeared on Ning Ying's pretty face.

When Zhao Xifu saw her expression, he understood roughly what was going on.

He was not in the mood to continue to give her "popular science". At this moment, he just felt that this little white dragon, who had just arrived at the Star-Picking Realm and was thinking of asking him for a glass of wine, was very boring.

Especially compared to a certain brat tonight.

Alas, each generation is inferior to the previous one. The Star-Picking Realm of the Demon Race corresponds to the Golden Core Realm of the Human Race, while the latter, well, seems to have just entered the Fuyao Realm...

Ning Ying seemed to have seen that the shopkeeper was bored and wanted to leave, but she still refused to give up and said:

"Brother Zhao, this... is it still not possible to enter the fast? Then why is Sister Lingfei tonight... You can't be so partial to her just because she is from the same family as you and is a close neighbor."

Zhao Xifu glanced at her.

The meaning is very clear. Do you think I am this kind of person?

Ning Ying pursed her lips, seeming to realize that the words were inappropriate.

She shook her head apologetically.

Ning Ying suddenly asked: "Then may I ask, did Junior Sister Lingfei drink Xia Chong wine or... Qu Shi wine tonight?" She did not ask Jing Wa.

Zhao Xifu shook his head and said simply, "Neither."

After a pause, he said, "But it's almost there, it's a gift from God." Well, so it's a 30% share between me and God and 70% between them.

At the side door, he praised his own shopkeeper calmly, turned around with satisfaction and did not stay any longer.

Ning Ying was silent. She knew this Junior Sister Lingfei's personality very well. She knew that she would not take the initiative to ask for Xia Chongzhai's wine and drinks. This Junior Sister really didn't care.

The next moment, Ning Ying suddenly turned around, not knowing what he was thinking of, and looked in the direction where a familiar young scholar had just left.

The red-dressed woman suddenly smiled and said softly:

"Then... is he Junior Sister Ling Fei's... cheap husband?"

At the last moment before entering the door, Zhao Xifu seemed to remember something interesting and nodded.

"Yeah, smart, that's right, this kid. Those two sentences tonight made me completely helpless."

The shopkeeper left with a laugh.

Outside the door, in the silent alley.

Under the moonlight, the woman in red lowered her head and looked quietly at the clean red embroidered shoes on her jade feet.

At a certain moment, she nodded slightly, turned and left.

In the dark.

The corners of her red and tender lips were curved slightly.

…

The moon is bright and the stars are sparse, outside the four palaces of Taiqing.

"Qian'er, do you have a lot of things to bring? What are they?" Zhao Rong paused, "It's almost time, we have to hurry up."

Zhao Qian'er looked at Rong'er curiously, "Some clothes for changing; some new clothes for you, the young lady said she would let you take them to Dali; and the black chicken soup that the young lady cooked when she came back at noon, it should be ready, I don't know if the young lady has come back yet, I will take it to the boat later, it will be cold at night, you can drink it while you study to warm yourself up... um, about eight items."

The little girl started counting on her fingers.

Fortunately, there were not many things, and her ten little fingers were enough. She was not very good at math, so she did not count wrong this time and ate Rong'erge's chestnuts.

Huh~ Xiao Qian'er breathed a sigh of relief and glanced to the side.

The little girl is still here, and she, the newly recognized sister Qian'er, is too shy...

Zhao Rong nodded and said calmly, "I've remembered it. Anything else? Tell me in detail, and I'll get it for you later. Oh, and give me the key to Mei Qinglian Xuan."

Xiao Qian'er tilted her head in confusion, "Hey, I'm going too, aren't we going together?"

Zhao Rong shook his head. "No, you should send the little girl back to her residence first. She is a guest. Taiqing Four Prefectures is so big. She just arrived here and may not know the way. Besides, she is a beautiful girl like you. Walking alone at night... Can you send her off?"

He smiled and said, "We are in a hurry, so I will help you go back to Qinglianxuan to get your things, so that we can make both ends meet. Well, the female official on duty at Nanci Jingshe should know me, so she shouldn't think of me as a flower thief, hehe..."

Su Xiaoxiao, who had a stern face the whole way, couldn't help but glance at Zhao Rong who was laughing at himself.

Zhao Qian'er frowned, "Well, it's okay, but..."

She hesitated and quickly glanced at the 'outsider' girl next to her.

Zhao Rong frowned curiously and asked, "What's wrong? Just what?"

Xiao Qian'er's cheeks turned red.

Well, Brother Rong'er, how can I have the nerve to explain to outsiders about my daughter's private clothes and ask you to get them? It's so embarrassing. It's not like we are doing it in private... Zhao Qian'er glared at Zhao Rong secretly.

Zhao Rong looked puzzled.

The next second, Xiao Qian'er straightened her tilted head and said, "I got it."

She nodded and offered her advice:

"Brother Rong'er is right. It doesn't look like the little girl is suitable to walk alone at night. Although we are in the mansion, there are actually many strange people in our Taiqing Mansion... However, I won't go. Brother Rong'er, you go and see the little girl off. I'll go back to pack my things. It's better for me to pack my own things."

Su Xiaoxiao stared at the ground ahead and puffed her lips. In fact, she wanted to say that it was fine for her to walk at night without anyone accompanying her, but...

The little fox demon didn't look at the bad guy who was pretending to be stupid.

At this moment, Zhao Rong heard this and looked at Xiao Qian'er with bright eyes. He looked a little embarrassed, "This, I am a man, this is not good..."

Seeing his hesitation, Zhao Qianer's doubts about her promotion disappeared without a trace.

"What's wrong with that? The little girl didn't say anything. Brother Rong'er, why are you still as dull and inflexible as before?"

Xiao Qian'er pushed Zhao Rong and grumbled to teach him a lesson, "Alright, you go and see him off. I'll go back to pack my things. Little girl, if he dares to bully you, tell me next time, or I'll... hmph."

Zhao Rong's face was still a little hesitant, but after looking at Xiao Qian'er who was waving her little pink fists, he seemed to sigh, nodded reluctantly, and agreed to send the little girl back.

Zhao Rong Qian'er did not suspect anything.

Afterwards, Zhao Rong and Xiao Qian'er agreed on a meeting place later.

Then at a three-way entrance not far from the north gate, the three of them separated.

Zhao Qianer hurried back to Qinglianxuan.

Zhao Rong and Su Xiaoxiao stopped where they were and watched Xiao Qian'er's back as she jumped away.

After a certain "little light bulb" was fooled and left happily, the atmosphere between Zhao Rong and the "little girl" became quiet for a while.

The atmosphere gradually became a little awkward.

Zhao Rong went to see Su Xiaoxiao, but the latter didn't look at him.

When he was about to speak.

Su Xiaoxiao suddenly twisted her waist, turned around and left.

She walked towards another road, without looking back with her little ponytailed head.

Zhao Rong's eyelids twitched. He first looked around quickly and carefully, then hurried to chase.

"Miss Su, wait for me." I called her this all night long and for a moment I forgot to change it back.

So, the moment he said this.

A certain little fox demon became even faster.

"Don't..." Zhao Rong.

Su Xiaoxiao changed from a quick walk to a run, and even seemed to sniffle...

Zhao Rong: “…”