Number 12, sunny and bright.

Li Qi found that his shopkeeper was acting strange today. As soon as he got up, he held a black sign in his hand.

He seemed to have secretly glanced at this sign the day before yesterday. Li Qi didn't know what was engraved on it. He only knew that the manager looked at it with particularly focused eyes.

That look...

Li Qi didn't dare to go forward to see, but the shopkeeper stared at the black sign seriously for a while, and suddenly reached out and touched it gently.

Then, he put it into his pocket with care.

Why would he show such a look when looking at an object?

Not sure if it was his illusion, Li Qi suddenly saw the faint red tail of the manager's eyes for a moment, just when his bangs were blown by the wind.

At that moment, Li Qi was completely stunned.

He...had only seen that kind of expression on a few people.

It was...an expression of being very sad, very upset, yet trying hard to pretend nothing had happened.

This kind of emotion didn't seem to belong to the shopkeeper.

Speaking of which...the shopkeeper's previous identity must have been unusual, why did she choose to come to such a small place?

Li Qi was lost in thought.

But the shopkeeper's expression was only for a moment, and immediately her expression returned to its original state.

When she calmed down, all her emotions were hidden under her thick bangs, and the terrifying aura on her body gradually returned.

The shopkeeper now looked very gloomy, and no one could guess what she was thinking.

Li Qi pretended that he saw nothing.

After living in this world for so many years, one important thing he learned is that everyone has their own secrets.

Some secrets can kill people if they are known.

...

Feng Qing just finished reading a very sensational novel.

She was sure that if she hadn't been in the lobby, she would have cried on the spot. She

didn't have to go to work all day today. Although she was sitting behind the counter collecting bills, she was mostly slacking off.

She was very free. Although Feng Qing's work was not very busy in modern times, it still required effort. But here she could slack off whenever she wanted, because her new partner... was too hardworking.

Such a life was really...

so cool.

Feng Qing suddenly put down her crossed legs and shouted to the kitchen, "I'm going to walk outside and come back later."

"!" Li Qi was startled. Not only him, but also the people hiding around the inn were startled. He hurriedly asked, "Where are you going, shopkeeper?"

"Go... to get some information." Feng Qing's expression was extremely deep.

When she went out, the people around her who were secretly observing the inn were scared to death and hid quickly.

Feng Qing came to the door with great momentum, and then bought a steamed cake from the vendor at the door, and then immediately turned around and went to the teahouse in front, sitting there to listen to people telling stories...

Yes, Feng Qing's so-called "grasping intelligence" actually means coming here to listen to stories. She is now completely in the dark about this world, so she really wants to see what this world is like.

... Just when Feng Qing went there to listen to stories, a figure quietly appeared at the entrance of the alley.

"It should be... here." He looked at the nameless inn.

The string of red rope on his hair swayed slightly with his movements.

Feng Qing was very happy to chew the steamed cake. As

she listened, she suddenly realized that the martial arts style of this world was not Jin Yong or Gu Long, but more like a high-level martial arts world.

After all, she heard someone talking about "entering Taoism through martial arts" and "innate realm". Feng Qing took another sip of tea and thought that it sounded pretty cool... When these people fight, will there be golden light or something like that, like the special effects in the game?

Feng Qing, who knew nothing about the martial arts of this world, was thinking about it in her mind. Although she didn't understand what these knights were fighting, she was very sensitive to those heroes who sounded particularly beautiful and handsome.

After all… who would not want to see a little dragon girl if they traveled back to Jin Yong’s novels, and who would not want to see a sword god if they traveled back to Gu Long’s novels? All human beings are like this,

and Feng Qing felt that it was not too much to have such a wish. But this idea can only be realized as a beautiful wish in the end. The feeling is probably like when you were a child, your parents told you that there are two schools in the world, one is called Tsinghua University and the other is called Peking University, and then told you that one day you will be admitted to those two schools… Anyway, it is a beautiful expectation in life, just like a moon hanging high in the sky.

Life always has to have some hope.

So what should she do in this world... Feng Qing began to think about what she should do next with a more realistic way of thinking. First, she should run the store well, and then make some small money, a lot of small money.

Maybe one day when she makes enough small money, she can become a rich woman and use it to swindle those knights to come and see her. Of course, the big knights may not care about her money... Then she should work hard to open the inn into a chain store.

When there is an inn in every corner of the world... then one day a big knight will come into her inn, right?

Feng Qing was holding on to such a beautiful hope, when she suddenly heard the storyteller mention a person she had been very concerned about since yesterday.

"By the way, do you know?" The storyteller's tone suddenly became gloomy.

"The legendary number one swordsman in the martial arts world... It is said that he is not dead, but alive."

"--Ah!!"

Everyone in the teahouse suddenly exclaimed.

Feng Qing, who was originally eating a steamed bun leisurely, was almost frightened.

She raised her head, with a steamed bun still stuffed in her mouth, listening to the messy noises around her, feeling that she was completely out of her mind.

What's going on? Why are they suddenly so excited?

"How is it possible that he is still alive? That guy has offended half of the people in the martial arts world."

"Yes, I thought he had been dead for several days... How could he still be alive now?"

"You chatterbox, you are talking nonsense, right? Where did you hear this news?"

Everyone was more shocked than the other. The storyteller swore, "It's true. The news has spread everywhere. I just heard about it this morning. It seems that the storytellers in Hangzhou City have known about it for a long time. How could I lie to you?" Hmm... Feng

Qing took a sip of tea and thought thoughtfully.

They are talking about... Could it be the hero that the storyteller has been talking about all the time these two days? It turns

out that the hero is not just a simple character in the story, but a real person?

The people around him started to quarrel, and Feng Qing also felt for the first time that he was in the world of martial arts.

She sat there, seemingly calm, but in fact she was laughing foolishly, thinking that the scene looked exactly like the one in the TV series.

Whenever Feng Qing thought that she was in a martial arts world, in a small teahouse where heroes were being discussed, she felt an indescribable sense of satisfaction.

This guy was in a sense very easy to please.

That swordsman... should be the top hero in this world.

Although Feng Qing didn't quite understand how the heroes in this world were divided, she felt that the swordsman was quite impressive just by hearing about his background and resume.

...Feng Qing is a person who likes handsome men very much, and her taste is always the kind of cold-faced handsome men who are particularly salty. If this handsome man has a tragic life story, then Feng Qing will definitely be fascinated. In summary, her aesthetics can be summed up in three words, "beautiful, strong and tragic".

Coincidentally, this swordsman perfectly meets these three words, and can even be said to be a top-level beauty, strong and tragic.

It is said that this swordsman was born in a family that has practiced martial arts for generations. Both of his parents are famous heroes, and their family members are well-known in the world.

If it were normal, then this swordsman would slowly become a swordsman with good swordsmanship.

Unfortunately, things are unpredictable.

When the swordsman was young, a rumor came from somewhere that the reason his family members were so good at martial arts was because they secretly kept a secret book. If they practiced according to the secret book, they could practice the swordsmanship of the world.

So, a group of people broke into the young swordsman's home because of this rumor and killed his entire family - except the swordsman.

Because he was hidden by his family in a cave full of snakes, insects, rats and ants, he escaped, but unfortunately he was bitten by a poisonous snake in the cave, and half of his body's veins were damaged, basically making him incapable of martial arts.

If the story ended here, it would just be a relatively tragic story, but this story is different.

——The swordsman relied on his half-wasted body to perform a terrifying swordsmanship, which frightened the people in the martial arts world. He successfully took revenge and became a peerless swordsman known to everyone in the martial arts world.

It would be fine if he was called the God of Swords... No, according to the growth path of this guy, the title of Sword Demon is more suitable for him? Feng Qing thought.

It is said that this guy is quite handsome... How handsome he is was not stated, but Feng Qing imagined a very gloomy and cold handsomeness.

The swordsman was called Li Guxing.

Even this name sounds a bit cold and handsome.

If a person with such a name does not have real skills, it seems that he is not worthy of this name.

In fact, this is not his real name. No one knows what his real name is. After all, the swordsman's parents died when he was too young. After his family members died, he never had anyone close to him. In order to make it easier to raise children, no one usually calls them by their full names. They are all called by their nicknames. Naturally, no one knows his real name.

However, rumors in the martial arts world say that this swordsman is the reincarnation of a star of misfortune, so over time, everyone got used to calling him Li Guxing.

Thinking about it... Feng Qing suddenly slurped her saliva.

She really had no resistance to this kind of boy with an A-level temperament, eight-pack abs and big pectoral muscles, eyes as cold as an iceberg, a strange and complicated life experience, and a blood feud.

Sometimes Feng Qing felt that she was a loser. She couldn't get the beauty of sunny handsome men, but a look from that kind of cool handsome man could make her cover her face and scream.

Her mood can probably be described by a sentence from the famous actor Hong Shixian:

"Geese are just like Xihuan girls. They don't have a good crush on geese~"

"Shopkeeper."

At this moment, a familiar voice suddenly sounded behind Feng Qing. She turned around and saw Li Qi coming over.

"It's a little cloudy outside. I'm afraid it will rain soon, so I brought you an umbrella." Li Qi smiled and put the umbrella next to Feng Qing.

His smile was particularly shallow. After all, he has always been depressed, and there is such a big thing at home. I'm afraid he doesn't like to laugh very much.

But Feng Qing suddenly found that when her assistant smiled, he actually had a small dimple on his lips.

Many people who smile sweetly don't have dimples, but her depressed assistant actually has them. Feng Qing looked at this assistant and for some reason suddenly got a sense of cuteness.

She saw Li Qi coming and quickly stuffed the cake in her hand into his hand, "Come on, try this."

Ever since she got a big ingot from that customer, she felt like a poor person who suddenly became rich, and she dared to order a large portion when listening to a story. When

her assistant stretched out his hand, Feng Qing felt a little distressed when she looked at his hand - it was black and rough, and she guessed that people who did a lot of hard work would have this.

"Why don't you open the shop today? Close it for a day and come with me to listen to books. We'll have something to eat." Feng Qing said.

Li Qi was slightly stunned, then quickly shook his head to refuse, and then hurried back to entertain the guests. Feng Qing looked at Li Qi's back and sighed in his heart. The saying that children from poor families grow up early is really true.

But it's really strange.

How can there be people in this world who don't like to listen to books?