For the first time, Feng Qing felt her brain freeze.

She had been in ancient times for so long, and she still thought that ancient times were actually quite good.

Although there were many things that could not be compared with modern times, she ate, drank and had fun here every day, and never felt any inconvenience in life.

Even the inn’s overly convenient facilities made her feel that "staying here is more comfortable than staying in modern times."

As long as her needs could be met, what did it matter where she stayed?

Feng Qing had become more and more certain of this idea during this period of time, to the point that she almost forgot how confused she was when she first came here.

But it didn’t matter.

—— Soon, she was able to experience it again.

...

Liu Qingshuang remembered that the man's wooden stick was very finely crafted.

Although it was made of wood, if someone didn't know the truth, they probably wouldn't be able to tell that it was a fake arm.

Although he thought that the shopkeeper wouldn't need that kind of thing, he always felt that she seemed to be a little interested in it, so he continued, "It's about the same thickness as your arm, and it looks quite real. If you don't tell me, no one can tell."

...Is it, is it?

Feng Qing glanced at the person in front of him.

Such an understatement was really awesome.

In fact, she assumed that anyone who started a sentence with "I have a friend" was talking about herself.

And in order to exchange experiences with fellow patients, he would even talk about such an explosive topic. Feng Qing even developed a sense of admiration for him at that moment.

How did it get in there?

No, it was already covered in scars, and they even had to put a stick in there. This, this doesn't sound good for the condition at all!

But to be honest, judging from the appearance alone, it is... no one can tell. Feng Qing stepped back a little uneasily.

The ancient people were a bit wild. It always felt a little different from what Feng Qing imagined. What's going on?

Liu Qingshuang is the kind of person who will talk a lot to someone he likes unconsciously, just like now.

He saw that the shopkeeper was interested in this, so he was also frantically looking for topics to talk about.

"Doesn't this thing hurt?" Feng Qing hesitated for a while, but still couldn't help asking.

"It should be a little painful at first, but you'll get used to it." Liu Qingshuang said.

"Then, won't you feel uncomfortable?"

"What's there to be uncomfortable about? For my friend, this is something he can't live without." Liu Qingshuang said.

...What?

Feng Qing suddenly became very interested and wanted to write a small paper about the difference between ancient and modern medical technology levels.

Although she didn't understand what academic was, this question was indeed worth her talking about for three days and three nights.

"You seem to be very interested in this thing." Liu Qingshuang said, he looked at the shopkeeper's expression for a while, and suddenly asked:

"You, want to take a look at it yourself?"

...

In the many nightmares that Feng Qing had for the rest of her life, this sentence would often appear there.

Inexplicably, she would always hear someone say this to her in her dreams.

"No, no, no!" Feng Qing was a little scared at that moment.

What the hell?

Why show it to her? And how to see it?

"I, I'm not very interested for the time being..."

"Really?" Liu Qingshuang was a little skeptical.

If he was not interested, why asked so many questions? He didn't believe that the shopkeeper really didn't want to know anything about the arm.

The master who made the arm was indeed a famous person in the world, and many people hoped that he could make things for them.

The shopkeeper estimated that he had already guessed the identity of the person who made this thing, so it was reasonable to inquire about the whereabouts of the master.

Liu Qingshuang was not so generous to others. But for the shopkeeper in front of him, he just happened to have a little friendship with the master. If he asked, maybe the master would agree to his request.

Feng Qing felt that the person opposite her might be a little abnormal in his heart, and she felt a little panicked.

But the person opposite her was still greeting her.

"It's okay, even if you want to take a look, it's okay, it's not a big deal." Liu Qingshuang said.

Well, even if, even if she might have a little interest (?), Feng Qing thought, but she wouldn't be so crazy!

"Sorry, I'm not feeling well and need to rest." Feng Qing immediately interrupted Liu Qingshuang's conversation. Her tone was very cold, so cold that it was shattering.

The room seemed to be silent for a second.

Liu Qingshuang heard these words that were like an order to expel a guest, and just smiled suddenly.

Then he turned around and left without any hesitation.

He secretly thought in his heart that the shopkeeper sent the guests away very early today, a little earlier than he had expected.

This was the most normal ending for a person who "came in a moment", but he still felt a little regretful.

Liu Qingshuang could have directly told the shopkeeper that he was not a person who came in a moment, but he didn't know why he didn't do so.

Maybe it was because...

if he said it, the shopkeeper would never show that kind of expression to him again.

Cold, disdainful, but secretly with a hint of forbearance.

He wanted the shopkeeper to become like this, because at that time, he felt like he was drunk.

When the man left, Feng Qing also observed from behind.

I have to say, although this man is a bit weird, his appearance is really impeccable. Just from the way he walked away, Feng Qing didn't realize that he was actually carrying a heavy weapon.

To be honest, this thing can indeed be used as a hidden weapon. According to Guo Degang's crosstalk, this thing doesn't even need to hit the

person. Once it passes in front of the person's face, the person will faint on the spot. This man is really a god.

When Liu Qingshuang just left, Feng Qing thought that she had finally sent away a great Buddha, but after he really left, she felt a little curious.

She turned on the surveillance and wanted to see where Liu Qingshuang had gone.

As it happened, Liu Qingshuang did not leave immediately when he came down from the stairs, but came to the waiter.

He had to report to this group of people on the results of the shopkeeper's quitting drinking. Although it was not ideal at the moment, Liu Qingshuang felt that it was worth it today.

"So you are Liu Qingshuang." As he approached, he heard a little girl in the store say this to him.

Oh? Recognized?

Liu Qingshuang was a little surprised.

"It seems that you have already investigated me during the time I was upstairs."

"Of course, how dare we let you meet the shopkeeper for no reason." An Huoshaxi said as a matter of course.

Liu Qingshuang smiled and shook her head, "That's not necessary, as long as you ask, I will definitely tell you."

"How is the shopkeeper now?"

"She... I don't think I can make her put down her wine glass in one go. I'm afraid it will take a few more times." Liu Qingshuang said.

"But no matter what the shopkeeper is like, you are probably going to be in big trouble." An Huoshaxi said with a smile.

Liu Qingshuang was slightly stunned and said, "Me?"

"Don't you know yet?" An Huoshaxi said while cleaning the table, "Just now there was a man outside who wanted to come in to find you, but you can't fight in the inn, so he didn't dare to attack you."

"But he is in the inn now."

Who would come to see him? Liu Qingshuang was stunned for a moment, but soon said, "I don't know that person."

"You really don't know him?" An Huoshaxi said, "He knows you very well."

Liu Qingshuang frowned and thought about it in his mind. Who could be the person that An Huoshaxi said.

Who would come to fight him?

He thought about it and was about to deny it, but suddenly an idea flashed.

Oh, right, recently...

Liu Qingshuang suddenly remembered.

There is indeed someone who has been pestering him recently, trying to dig out some clues from him.

That person is the one written on the letter that Liu Qingshuang received at the last cocktail party.

- A certain demon who killed countless people in a moment.

But the grudge between Liu Qingshuang and him is not between sects, but just a small personal grudge.

The group of people in a moment are a group of cowardly rats. Once they set their eyes on someone or something, they will definitely try every means to pester them and will never let it go.

Unexpectedly, he actually dared to come.

Liu Qingshuang curled up a sneer at the corner of his mouth.

"If you don't want to fight him for the time being, you might as well stay in our inn." Anhuo Shaxi said, "Our inn is the safest. With the shopkeeper here, no one can start a fight in the inn."

—— It was at this time that Feng Qing turned on the camera.

She turned on the kitchen, where the camera was placed in a particularly hidden place, because she always felt that Li Qi would look at the camera from time to time, and there was often a trace of inexplicable suspicion in his eyes.

She didn't know why her chef's sixth sense was so sharp, so she could only hide the camera in the corners.

Then, Feng Qing heard what Liu Qingshuang said from the camera.

"...He is indeed a person who is deeply entangled with me." Liu Qingshuang said, "I am actually not sure how I got involved with him, but if possible, I hope that he will never find me in this life."

"Once he finds me, the consequences will be irreparable."

Deeply entangled?

Feng Qing suddenly raised his eyebrows slightly.

Is it someone who has close communication with Liu Qingshuang?

Another voice sounded again, and Feng Qing recognized it as An Huoshaxi's.

"But he has already chased here, and it is not a solution to keep running away like this." An Huoshaxi said, "Why don't you go to see him in person and ask him why he came to you?"

"To see him?"

Liu Qingshuang sneered.

His laughter sounded really nice, at least Feng Qing felt a little numb when he heard it now.

"He doesn't want to tell me the reason. He just wants to lock me up in a dark dungeon."

"I can't get out of there forever, and I can't contact anyone else."

Feng Qing, who was eavesdropping upstairs just now, suddenly had a blank expression at that moment.

A dark dungeon?

Huh?

In the mind of Feng Qing, who has read novels for many years, this place is not even a name, but an adjective. Once it is mentioned, a reaction loop will be formed.

"Okay, I really don't understand you." An Huo Shaxi waved her hand, "Go ahead, for the sake of helping us to manage the store. I won't tell him."

"Thank you."

Liu Qingshuang turned around and left in a chic manner, leaving Feng Qing, who was confused, upstairs.

Is this the reason?

She always felt that she seemed to have realized something.

...Is that why that person's hemorrhoids are so serious?

Feng Qing's expression was tangled for a second.

It can't be such a coincidence.

After all...

this kind of plot only appears in novels, it shouldn't be so outrageous in reality, right?