When a bad thing is known by one person, that's it.

But when a bad thing is known by tens of thousands of people...

this thing will stir up a storm that no one could have expected.

The day after the three people in the inn agreed, people on the entire street around the Nameless Inn heard a rumor.

"Have you heard about it? It is said that someone else killed the young master of Luoyan Mountain Manor."

"I heard about it too. It is said that this matter should have been kept secret, but it was revealed by a painting?"

When everyone in the streets and alleys was talking about this matter, it was no longer necessary to hide it.

However, no one could figure out how this matter was exposed.

The man in black was waiting for his own death, but who would have thought that he would be released three days later.

He was not afraid of death, but was surprised to be allowed to live.

"Why?" he asked.

"Oh, go away, don't take advantage of me." The man who released him waved his hand in disdain, as if chasing away a fly.

He stood there for a long time, and then walked out of the dungeon where he was imprisoned. When he came out, everyone around him was talking about the story of the "predecessor".

Almost everyone's words made him look dazed.

Guan Fenghua and Brother Li have been staying in the inn for the past two days. As two low-level martial artists, they had no intention of doing anything to make a name for themselves.

While the two were discussing how to slack off, Brother Li went out to buy a steamed bun and found that things had changed outside...

"Is it possible that such a thing could be spread?" Guan Fenghua's first reaction was, "Impossible, who said that?"

Brother Li also found it a little unbelievable.

"If such a thing could be spread, it means that the level of these people has declined a bit."

He said half seriously and half jokingly, "I think there is probably a traitor among them who deliberately leaked this matter, right?"

Guan Fenghua also thought so.

Neither of them was a rookie who had just entered the martial arts world, so when they heard the common people around them saying "there was a hero behind the scenes", they thought the common people were too naive.

In most people's mouths, the one who came to the rescue was a hermit, just like the stories about hermits that everyone likes to hear. This hermit was praised by the common people as the only one in the world.

"I knew there really was such a hero a long time ago." Brother Li said.

"That's true." Guan Fenghua also agreed.

As the two talked, they lamented the bad social atmosphere nowadays. Brother Li half-jokingly said, "I really hope there is such a person."

"However," Brother Li suddenly said, "the stories made up by these common people are quite interesting. They said that the reason they were able to uncover the conspiracy was because of a painting."

"Painting?"

Guan Fenghua didn't take it seriously, but just asked casually, "What painting?"

"It seems to be a very special painting. It is said that the painting is very similar, almost exactly the same as what you see with the naked eye."

Guan Fenghua suddenly touched his ear.

What?

After Brother Li finished speaking, he smiled and said, "If you ask me, the stories nowadays are getting more and more fake, so fake that people dare not even believe them. In the past, at least there were some legitimate reasons... How did you come up with the reason that the painting is exactly the same as what you see with the naked eye? Don't you think so?"

After he finished speaking, he asked Guan Fenghua, but suddenly found that he did not respond, but stared blankly in front of him.

... After Guan Fenghua finished talking to Brother Li, he had been sitting here in silence for a full half an hour.

Even ants on the roadside could notice his silence.

Brother Li was indeed a little restless at this time. He walked over and whispered, "Brother Guan, are you okay?"

"No, I'm fine." Guan Fenghua agreed with his mouth, but his mind was working frantically.

A painting that is almost exactly the same as what you see with the naked eye? How strange, how, how is this possible?

Guan Fenghua was not surprised by the painting.

An image of a guy who usually sat there quietly and was feared by almost everyone immediately appeared in his mind. The more he thought about it,

the more confused he became.

It did sound a little unlikely, after all, the shopkeeper was a well-known ferocious man.

But Guan Fenghua suddenly remembered what he had secretly seen on the counter that day.

The painting seemed to have been left there by accident. Not many people could see the painting, but Guan Fenghua saw it clearly.

In a flash, such an outrageous idea popped up in Guan Fenghua's mind.

Could this painting have been painted by the shopkeeper?

He himself was shocked by his own idea.

But if it was really the shopkeeper who did it, why didn't she say it?

Guan Fenghua was confused. He never thought that he had found the most likely person to have done this.

"By the way, do you know what those people are most afraid of these days?" Brother Li said.

Guan Fenghua shook his head subconsciously.

Brother Li's voice suddenly became louder, "What they are most afraid of is that the shopkeeper of the Nameless Inn will think they are noisy and kill them all. Don't you think it's ridiculous that they don't care about the innocent person at this time?"

"But then again, the shopkeeper of the Nameless Inn is really scary. If it was her, she might really do such a thing. We really need to be more careful around such people." Brother Li sighed.

"If there really is such a senior who can paint like the real person, what would you think?" Guan Fenghua suddenly asked.

"Do you even need to ask?" Brother Li said immediately, "If there is such a person, I will immediately offer him a longevity tablet."

"He is a great hero among great heroes! He can do things that ordinary people can't do, speak for justice, and is brave and righteous. If there is such a great hero in this world, then I, Li, will definitely serve him with all my strength."

Guan Fenghua listened to what Brother Li said, stood up after a long time, and walked out the door.

"Hey, wait, Brother Guan, where are you going?" Brother Li asked.

"I... I want to find out something."

Guan Fenghua walked straight to the Wuming Inn.

He must find out whether the shopkeeper is that person.

...

Feng Qing is eating instant noodles in the inn.

Occasionally, she is used to eating big fish and meat, and she needs to change her taste.

Since that day, she has been staying in the inn. Today is the first time she goes downstairs.

She recently ordered a batch of hot pot meatballs from the Internet. When she bites into it, she finds sweet and bursting cheese inside, and it is stringy when she bites it.

This food quickly became popular in the inn, so much so that Chu Xiaobai has been clamoring to eat it recently. Feng Qing decided to buy some crab sticks to add to the hot pot next time.

"By the way, shopkeeper, why did you rush downstairs so early in the morning three days ago?" Chu Changzui, who had been sitting next to Feng Qing, suddenly asked.

"It was a bit urgent, but it wasn't a big deal." Feng Qing yawned lazily.

People get tired easily if they don't go out for a long time. Feng Qing is now a little blind.

Feng Qing rubbed her eyes and continued to eat instant noodles. What she didn't know was that there was already a new guest in the inn at this time.

This guest was now sitting not far from her.

"The shopkeeper went out that morning three days ago?" Guan Fenghua was shocked.

As everyone knows, in addition to his bad temper, the shopkeeper also has a habit of not going out easily.

For so long, everyone even started betting on when the shopkeeper would go out, but they had never seen the shopkeeper go more than ten meters away from the inn.

But in this case, the shopkeeper actually went out that morning?

Although Guan Fenghua's heart was pounding, his years of experience in the underworld still allowed him to suppress his doubts.

He thought, don't panic, or confirm it again.

After all... that is the shopkeeper.

The terrible shopkeeper is well-known to everyone. If everyone didn't know the details of this person, I'm afraid this nameless inn would have ceased to exist in this world long ago.

This person is more adapted to words like "terrible, dangerous", while the word "chivalrous" seems to be somewhat incompatible with her.

Feng Qing finished his instant noodles, wiped his mouth, threw away the bowl, and began to touch his stomach while thinking about what to eat next.

At this moment, she suddenly heard Chu Xiaobai beside her come over and ask, "Boss, are you interested in going out?"

"Going out? Why do you want to go out?" Feng Qing asked curiously, "Is the inn short of food and drink? What are you going out for?"

"No, I just think that you, the boss..." Chu Changzui spent a long time without thinking of a suitable adjective, and finally could only say: "Do you like staying in the inn too much?"

"That's right." Feng Qing said, "It's too dangerous outside, it's better to hide in the inn."

But there are many people outside who are waiting for you to go out. Chu Changzui pouted quietly.

He looked at Feng Qing, but saw Feng Qing suddenly took out a stack of things from his drawer and handed it to him.

"Forget it, you can distribute this thing later." Feng Qing said, "Just like I told you yesterday, distribute it quietly. You are young and no one will notice you."

"Why do you have to distribute it quietly?" Chu Changzui muttered softly, "Can't this thing be given to others openly?"

"Of course not, idiot!"

Feng Qing almost gave Chu Changzui a hammer, but after thinking about it, she felt a little reluctant to bully a small worker.

She saw that the child in front of her didn't understand, so she patiently said to her: "This kind of thing requires concealment, caution, and no one can see it. If it wasn't too dangerous at night, I would have taken you to distribute it in the middle of the night."

What is so mysterious? Guan Fenghua's eyes subconsciously looked over there.

A strange smile appeared on the corner of Feng Qing's mouth.

"Hidden, careful, prudent, unnoticed..."

If there is something that can be described with so many adjectives at the same time, then there must be only one.

Feng Qing looked at the carefully designed... psoriasis advertisement in his hand.

...

Psoriasis advertisement.

Something that has been on various news reports and is known as a major urban disease, but has not been cured for a long time.

- This thing is the thing that will usually get stuck in the gap of your door, stick to the elevator, put on the car window, and finally stick to the entire corridor without anyone noticing.

Feng Qing is not that damaged yet, but as a person from the modern era, she knows very well that if you do a good job of advertising, you will make a lot of money. She is not short of money, but isn't it always happy to see the bustling store?

"In short, you must be extra careful." Guan Fenghua's ears only caught the last few important words.

He frowned and stared at the thing in the shopkeeper's hand.

A strong curiosity suddenly filled his heart.

What kind of thing... must be delivered so carefully?

If he sees the content of this thing, then will he know the shopkeeper's secret?