What is the shopkeeper talking about?

Chu Changzui frowned slightly, and he mentally measured the height of the thing the shopkeeper was touching.

Although he couldn't see clearly what the thing looked like, from the movement of the shopkeeper's hand, he roughly imagined the height of the thing on the table.

It seemed...

as high as the tablet now placed in his room.

Chu Changzui was suddenly startled.

What did the shopkeeper do secretly in the room at night?

Feng Qing stroked Luluxiu's wrist with her hand, completely unaware that a pair of little eyes were spying on her outside.

"If you tell others about the things you have experienced, it will scare the children." She was still looking at Luluxiu with gentle eyes.

"So, only you and I should know about those things, and the rest of the people are irrelevant."

Chu Changzui's eyes became more and more serious.

The shopkeeper kept telling him during the day that those things were fake, but who would have thought that she would apologize painfully to an unclear tablet at night.

She seemed to feel guilty for saying they were fake, but her tone was filled with helplessness.

So, the story that the storyteller told recently was indeed true.

However, why did the shopkeeper try so hard to deny the authenticity of this matter?

Feng Qing turned her head again. At this moment, in front of her was a figurine of Uchiha Itachi. She looked at the plastic figurine, and her expression became affectionate and painful again.

While Chu Changzui was still speculating in his heart, he suddenly heard the shopkeeper say in the room: "I know that what I did back then was indeed against my original intention."

"However, those sins should have been borne by one person."

"Even if everyone hates it, as long as you know in your heart that this thing has to be done..."

"Then, even if people hate it, what does it matter?"

Feng Qing was making a passionate confession to the little man of Itachi in the room. She felt that her expression at this moment must be particularly affectionate and focused.

Although what This Itachi did was indeed a bit of an evil god style, I don't know why it was so evil that Feng Qing inexplicably broke down while watching it.

Alas, look at what her little salary has been spent on. Feng Qing sighed.

It's been a long time since I added any new members to my cabinet. I'll save some money one day and add another one.

Feng Qing was sighing in the room, while Chu Changzui slowly began to retreat.

His steps back were not very smooth, and he was even a little staggering, but he didn't dare to stay at the door for a moment, but ran back to his room quickly, and almost bumped into Li Qi on the way.

"Wait, why are you running so fast?" Li Qi asked him from behind.

Chu Changzui didn't even reply, but returned to his room in an instant, and then curled up on the bed and shivered.

What did he just hear?

What did the shopkeeper say inadvertently?

Chu Changzui looked up at the tombstone in the corner again.

Those people back then were real, and the stories were all true.

The shopkeeper said that those sins need to be borne by one person.

What sins? Who will bear them?

Chu Changzui has heard a lot of underworld secrets in his life, but this is the first thing that made his whole body tremble.

Because he knew that what he heard tonight was definitely a big deal.

It was so big that if it got out, there would be a few more heads in this world.

The time when the senior Qu Wanyuan died was particularly abrupt, and not long after his death, Feng Wuhen appeared in the underworld.

These two things seem to have nothing to do with each other.

But if you connect them together, it will make people think of some amazing things...

"Xiaobai, what are you doing?" The voice of the shopkeeper suddenly came from outside.

Chu Changzui was startled and quickly stuffed the tablet into the quilt, then he showed his head, "Nothing, why did you come here suddenly, shopkeeper?"

"I heard from Li Qi that you seemed to be unwell." Feng Qing said with a little concern, "Are you okay?"

"It's okay!" Chu Changzui showed his standard innocent smile, "Shopkeeper, don't worry about me!"

"...Okay."

Feng Qing said as she walked out of Chu Changzui's room, but she still felt a little weird in her heart.

She always felt that Xiaobai was hiding something from her, but she couldn't guess.

It shouldn't be a big deal, right?

…

Perhaps because she was worried about Chu Xiaobai, Feng Qing paid extra attention to his mood these days. As a result, she found that this guy not only did not seem to be in trouble recently, but became more diligent.

His diligence made her a little scared.

"Xiaobai, come and have dinner." Feng Qing just called out, and then saw Xiaobai running back like a flash and stuffing rice into his mouth frantically, which made Feng Qing feel choked just by looking at it.

Chu Changzui was just like this these days, treating all her words as imperial decrees.

Feng Qing felt a little embarrassed.

"Boss, I'm going to the back to cook." Li Qi said after he finished eating. Feng Qing waved her hand, "Okay, I got it."

The inn was quite quiet at night, and it usually closed around 4:30 in winter.

The sun had already set. Feng Qing usually lit a small lamp at the door, which looked warm and dim. It

was usually quite quiet at this time, but today was an exception.

Feng Qing was about to go upstairs to play games, but suddenly she heard a loud noise behind her, which scared her.

What happened?

Before Feng Qing could shout out, she saw a man with a bloody face lying at the door of the inn.

The man looked very miserable, his head seemed to have been blown off by firecrackers, and he was howling in pain.

The loud noise just now was really shocking, and even the dust on the roof was shaken off. The

noise was so loud that everyone in the inn heard it.

"What's going on?" Chu Changzui, who was concentrating on eating in the back, suddenly raised his head.

"It's the mechanism I left behind." Unexpectedly, An Huoshaxi next to him suddenly spoke.

Everyone looked in her direction. An Huoshaxi calmly smoothed her hair and said, "That's a mechanism of our Jiyou Sect."

"It's usually used at the entrance of the cave to prevent enemies from breaking in. I put this thing in some places in the inn that are easy to sneak into."

After An Huoshaxi heard this, everyone in the inn looked at each other at the same time.

Something is going on.

Such a big commotion could not have been caused by a guest, and Anhuo Shaxi would not use such a mechanism at the door. Most

likely, this person wanted to break in through some weak spots in the inn, and this person must have ulterior motives.

The inn's employees figured it out and rushed out immediately.

Feng Qing was already scared silly in the lobby at the time. She watched the man crawling towards her with blood all over his face, looking extremely tragic.

"I, what should I do?" Feng Qing looked around, and at this terrible moment, she lost all the expressions on her face and turned into that gloomy look again.

"Oh, yes, I should hurry up and get the medicine." She remembered this and quickly rushed upstairs.

The waiters of the inn had already come to the lobby at this moment. They surrounded the man lying on the ground and looked at each other.

"Tell me, who asked you to come here?"

Li Qi squatted down and looked directly into the man's eyes.

As soon as the man raised his head, Li Qi frowned slightly.

What a pair of cold eyes.

Li Qi recognized such eyes, which were definitely not possessed by ordinary people.

Only those guys who had killed countless people could have such eyes.

Li Qi lifted his hair with his hands and forced the man to look directly at him.

Who would have thought that the man would just spit out a mouthful of blood fiercely, and then said, "I won't say anything!"

He was a ruthless man, but unfortunately, a sneer appeared at the corner of Li Qi's mouth.

"It's useless. Even if you kill him, he won't say anything." At this time, a voice suddenly came from behind him.

Everyone turned their heads at the same time.

Hua Chaodu?

Hua Chaodu, who came back from nowhere, looked very calm.

"This person is Yishunjian. Yishunjian people are always the most cruel and ruthless, even to themselves."

"Ordinary torture has been tried in the sect a long time ago, and it doesn't work on them at all. You don't know the methods of the Western Factory, so naturally you can't get anything out of him."

Yishunjian wanted to kill the shopkeeper? Everyone looked down.

Why did they want to kill him?

Feng Qing searched the medicine box for a long time but couldn't find the bandage.

She only found a bunch of Band-Aids, a bunch of stomach-strengthening and digestion-promoting tablets, and a bunch of anti-inflammatory drugs that were about to expire. Is she usually so sloppy?

Feng Qing thought about the blood on the man's head, thinking that the blood was flowing wildly, how could she not bandage it?

She looked around for a while, and suddenly found something on the table that might replace the bandage.

- She saw a roll of toilet paper.

...

"What is the method of the Western Factory?" Li Qi raised his head and asked.

Hua Chaodu smiled lightly, and when he was about to speak, he suddenly saw the shopkeeper walking down from the upstairs like a flash.

"This is for you." Feng Qing threw the roll of toilet paper on Li Qi.

Li Qi took the roll of paper and looked at the shopkeeper blankly, "Shopkeeper, what is this for?"

Instead of a bandage!

Feng Qing was about to say this, but suddenly realized that there might not be such a thing as a bandage in ancient times, so she changed her words to something more appropriate.

"Use it on his head, wrap it up, wrap it up a few more layers, wrap it up."

Feng Qing looked at his head again, thinking that it would be very uncomfortable if the blood was not wiped off and stuck on his face.

So, before she left, she gave another instruction, "Remember to wipe your face with water first, use more water, don't use this roll of paper directly."

After that, Feng Qing rushed back to the back, wanting to find out if there was any medicine that could be used in other guest rooms.

Li Qi was still a little confused holding the roll of paper in his hand.

Just when he was thinking about what the shopkeeper's instructions were, he suddenly saw Hua Chaodu's face full of shock.

After a while, Hua Chaodu murmured, "As expected of a shopkeeper, he even knows this..."

"Know what?" Li Qi asked blankly.

Hua Chaodu took the roll of paper from his hand without saying a word, and tore off a small piece from it, saying, "Have you heard of pasting to increase your official position?"

Everyone shook their heads blankly.

Hua Chaodu saw everyone's reaction and smiled.

"That's right."

"For ordinary people, this kind of thing is indeed not something they should know."

... Ten minutes later, Feng Qing, who had gained nothing, came back with a bunch of expired anti-inflammatory drugs.

Then, she saw a person surrounded by her employees.

But, for some reason...

Feng Qing watched silently.

There were a lot of papers on the man's face, and he was shaking his head desperately.

Feng Qing heard his voice, with despair in pain.

Feng Xiruo turned her head and said, "Where's the water? Where's the water? Give me some more! It's not enough, the paper dries up too quickly!"

"Didn't the shopkeeper say that too much water was used? Give me some more! It's like drizzle now."

"I used it!"

"Where's the paper? Where's the paper? The shopkeeper said it should be filled up, fill it up quickly!"

Feng Qing looked at it for a long time, and suddenly asked a question with a confused look on his face.

"What are you doing?"