Chu Changzui never figured out the identity of the shopkeeper's new lover, but that didn't stop him from beginning to agree with what Li Qi said.

The shopkeeper's new lover must be a particularly scary guy.

He can still remember the voices of the people who ran away screaming that day.

Although those people had been secretly dealt with by Li Qi to prevent the matter from spreading, Chu Changzui still had some guesses of his own about the person in the shopkeeper's arms.

Maybe the shopkeeper fell in love with a woman with a facial injury?

Or, that woman looked as scary as a demon?

No matter which idea it was, Chu Changzui couldn't completely convince himself.

After all, even a person who looks like a demon is not that scary to those people with blood on their hands.

So, there must be some other reason...

a reason that is enough to scare those people to death.

This reason seems to be only a thin layer of paper away from Chu Changzui.

However, Chu Changzui, whose thoughts are restricted by the ancients at this moment, still can't figure it out no matter what.

Wu Chuan has the same idea as Chu Changzui.

He is really curious about what happened that night, but no matter how curious he is, he has no way to find out the truth of the matter.

Therefore, he had no choice but to write the news that the shopkeeper was suspected of having a new lover on the intelligence report and sent it back to the Six Gates...

Feng Qing was still quite frightened about what happened that night. From the surveillance, it seemed that the inn was broken into by a group of robbers, but in this ancient time, Feng Qing had no means of self-defense.

After all, she herself was an illegal resident.

Feng Qing once again experienced the security of ancient and modern times.

In modern times, a few wild boars breaking into the village to steal sweet potatoes can become a local hot search. Feng Qing has heard about blind bears entering the village in ancient times more than once or twice, but everyone seems to have gotten used to it when it is mentioned.

This is not acceptable after all.

Feng Qing thought with a serious expression.

After all, there must be a way to resist the danger a little, at least not to let someone sneak into the inn casually like that night.

Thinking of this, Feng Qing couldn't help but place two orders online.

...

Wu Chuan is still hiding in his room, living cautiously every day.

He is a very simple and timid person. If he doesn't work for the Jinyiwei, he should be a good farmer or businessman.

Nowadays, people live their lives in accordance with the rules. They record intelligence every day and then transmit it to their superiors. To some extent, life is simple and boring.

People don't have so many ambitions these days. His only ambition is to hold on until the punishment is over and return to the capital safely.

If this wish can be fulfilled, then it must be said that it is something worth celebrating.

However...

he didn't know how much of a shock the fact that the shopkeeper had a new lover had caused in the martial arts world.

He also didn't know how many people were madly studying the information he sent back every day. Countless people, like Chu Changzui, were trying to figure out who had captured the shopkeeper.

"The shopkeeper actually has a new lover?"

In a certain inn, Hua Chao, who was just about to go to bed, saw the news and almost spit out the tea in his mouth. In the middle of the night, he was coughing to death.

Ji Yihan, who was next to him, looked at Hua Jing who kept coughing, and was a little curious about what he was looking at.

Ji Yihan has been with this man who calls himself Hua Jing for some time. He knows that this man has many secrets. He always looks like he doesn't care. This is the first time he has been scolded like this.

"What happened?"

"No, nothing." Although Ji Yihan answered like this, his heart was like an 18-level typhoon.

He must find out what is going on. He

must at least confirm the true face of that woman.

Feng Qing put the things he just bought in the inn, looked at the hard-working customer service guys, and said sincerely, "Thank you for your hard work."

"Boss, what is this?" Feng Xiruo asked curiously.

A black box, it seems to be useless, but the shopkeeper bought several of them.

Almost every door that the shopkeeper and the employees would use frequently was installed with this thing, and at the same time, the shopkeeper also replaced the doors with new ones.

Feng Qing showed a cold smile at the corner of his mouth, and said to Feng Xiruo:

"This, this is the strongest defense method for our inn. As long as this is installed, then from now on, our inn will no longer be afraid of others coming in at will."

Feng Xiruo's face showed shock at the time.

Feng Qing looked at the figures of those people installing the small black boxes with ease.

The money to buy this thing was not paid by Feng Qing herself, but she applied for it from the boss. The reason was that the inn's security was not very good at the moment, and the boss, who was always generous, quickly agreed to Feng Qing's reimbursement in this regard.

Therefore, the things carried in by the JD guy included several brand new anti-theft doors, which were as thick as steel plates, and some cute little black boxes -

Xiaomi electronic door locks.

A cyberpunk product in the 21st century, it completely abandoned the past defense method formed by several gears and adopted a certain terrible biometric identification system - fingerprint.

This is indeed a great invention across the ages.

If some people who were extremely opposed to electronic products and afraid of the emergence of the Terminator in the early 21st century knew that there would be such a thing in the future, they would definitely cry out in fear.

Feng Qing has never bought an electronic lock in modern times.

After all, she read too many novels about hackers when she was a child, so she always thought that there would be a top hacker squatting at her door with his supercomputer, frantically deciphering for two hours just to steal the few hundred yuan in her bank card.

But in ancient times.

This thing can give Feng Qing an incomparable sense of trust.

"Xiaobai, come here and put your hand on it." Feng Qing grabbed Xiaobai's chubby little hand, and then pulled up his small index finger and pressed it towards the door lock.

Chu Changzui felt that this posture was a little familiar when his index finger was pulled up.

He looked at Feng Qing cautiously and asked, "Well, shopkeeper, don't you need to cut your finger and let some blood come out?"

"Huh?" Feng Qing turned her head and glanced at Xiaobai, "What are you thinking about? You are not very old, but you have a lot of dark and cruel ideas."

She entered all the information of the inn's employees, and then breathed a long sigh of relief. This way, there should be no problem.

Even if the ancient lock master had broken thousands of locks, he would probably be confused when he saw this electronic lock. This is why Feng Qing firmly believed that no one would break into the inn at will.

...Then.

Feng Qing found that she had made a mistake.

She was annoyed by the endless crazy disturbances that day.

"Shopkeeper, I'm here to find Xiaobai to get my doll!" Xiaohua at the door jumped in front of Feng Qing.

Feng Qing turned around and said unkindly, "Where's Xiaobai?"

"He didn't come to play with me today."

Tsk. Feng Qing tsk-tsked in her heart.

She thought to herself, little brat, your childhood sweetheart is going to run away. If you continue like this, you will have no one in the future.

The other staff in the inn were busy. Looking around, Feng Qing was the only one who was really idle.

"Wait a minute, I'll open the door for you." Feng Qing resignedly used her fingerprint to unlock Xiaohua's door. When she was about to come back to her senses and leave, she suddenly thought of something.

She lowered her head and smiled strangely at Xiaohua.

"Xiaohua, how about lending me your index finger?"

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Just after recording Xiaohua, Feng Qing heard another kid who often came to the store come over and said to her, "Boss, I'm here to pick up the crickets that Feng Xiruo borrowed from me two days ago."

"Feng Xiruo, why are you taking someone else's child's crickets!" Feng Qing shouted at Feng Xiruo who was busy arranging the dishes over there.

"Ahhh, I forgot, it's on the table in my room!" Feng Xiruo shouted.

Feng Qing rolled her eyes silently, took the child with her, and recorded his fingerprints.

After a day, Feng Qing suddenly realized that her store actually had a good network of contacts. At least she had never noticed so many people coming in and out of her inn before.

As a service business, it is indeed difficult to treat so many people the same. Feng Qing has no way to stop them from coming to the inn.

After recording the fingerprints of the chef who usually delivers food, Feng Qing sighed and felt that she was exhausted.

"Shopkeeper..."

"What's the matter?" Feng Qing turned around with a very unhappy look.

The moment she turned around, her expression suddenly froze.

It was a handsome and cute boy.

"Shopkeeper." The boy looked a little shy. He said to Feng Qing, "I, I want to ask, is An Huo here?"

"An Huo?" Feng Qing was a little confused. "Why do you want to see her?"

"I, I have something to give her..." the boy said shyly.

Feng Qing looked at him and suddenly a naughty smile appeared on her face.

She looked at him and said, "Is it An Huo? An Huo should be sleeping now. When she wakes up, I will call her for you?"

"Okay, thank you." The boy said shyly.

"Then you wait for her here." Feng Qing turned around and took the boy to a vacant room in the backyard.

Normally, Feng Qing often eats snacks here secretly. This is her exclusive dessert room, and almost no one comes.

However, disturbing the young people's love will be kicked by a donkey, so Feng Qing is willing to give up her Feng Shui treasure land for the two young people to make love with each other.

"I, I have something to do for the time being, can I come over later?" The little boy asked nervously.

Feng Qing just answered "yes", and then suddenly seemed to remember something, and grabbed the little boy's arm, "Wait, lend me your finger first."

"Huh?"

Feng Qing calmly called up the fingerprint input.

When the little boy comes later, let him wait here by himself.

Feng Qing, who has been busy all day, really doesn't want to be a tool to open the door back and forth anymore.