How many days have we been in this place?
Hua Chaodu couldn't remember clearly, and his physical strength didn't allow him to think about it carefully.
From the moment he entered this place, he knew that he was doomed, because no one had ever walked out of here alive.
Devil's Valley, a deep valley with only stones and sand, even insects probably wouldn't run here on weekdays, but Hua Chaodu had to run away, because if he entered here, he could at least live a few more days. If he stayed outside, he might not survive a day.
Hua Chaodu's memory was still stuck on the time when he returned to the capital to find those informants not long ago. He had just told Ji Yihan that those spies were hiding like ghosts, and the next day he encountered an assassination on a trail.
At that time, he did not dress up as he did in the West Factory. He just used the identity of Hua Jing, and even had Ji Yihan by his side. Not many people in the court knew his identity, but there must be some. When Hua Chaodu found out that his identity was exposed, a series of names flashed through his mind, and he couldn't believe that each of them would really betray him.
But facts always prevail over everything.
If he died like this, the martial arts world would definitely be in chaos in a short time. Hua Chaodu had no doubt about this. He knew what the real martial arts world was like, and how terrible the ambitious people among them were.
Even after his death, how many people would applaud behind him, Hua Chaodu knew it clearly.
No one hopes that he can get out of this place alive. If there is still a little bit of such in the court, then there will be no such in the martial arts world.
Hua Chaodu licked his chapped lips and looked at a tall stone in front of him. He thought, should he climb up and take a look?
He might as well climb up and take a look. If he is going to die in this damn place soon, it would be nice to see the scenery from a higher place before he dies.
...
Feng Qing looked at the colleagues in front of him with some seriousness and expectation in their eyes, and suddenly realized what they wanted to do.
Ah, that's what she said, why are they doing it so secretly, they just want Hua Jing to come back for the New Year. Originally, her inn is not closed during the New Year, and of course the colleagues can come back whenever they want.
But seeing the employees like this, it seems that they have something to hide. Feng Qing thought for a moment and thought that maybe Hua Jing didn't make much money outside this year, so she didn't even have money to go home?
Although Feng Qing felt that it was difficult to do this with Hua Jing's face, but things are unpredictable. If this kind of thing really happened, Feng Qing could understand it. No matter how much money it is, she will just pay it directly. I just don't know why these people look so serious.
Could it be that they think she is a black-hearted capitalist? Feng Qing suddenly thought.
Does she look so excessive? Obviously, she is much kinder than the previous owner of the inn.
But on second thought, Feng Qing felt that it was not surprising that this group of people would regard her as a black-hearted capitalist. After all, in this ancient environment, the shops across the street would either beat or scold their employees. Although she did not abuse the employees, she was not very good at communication and always seemed very serious. Moreover, these employees seemed to be a little afraid of her for some reason.
When she thought of this, Feng Qing felt inexplicably depressed.
Loneliness is the destined fate of people with social phobia. People with social phobia will never be understood by others, whether they are her superiors or her subordinates.
The lone warrior Feng Qing, who was born in the 20th century, was silent for a long time, bearing the fate of not being understood, and then turned around and looked at the group of employees who regarded her as a black-hearted capitalist, ready to tease them.
"What? Is he outside and can't come back? If he can come back, then celebrate the New Year. If he can't come back, then don't celebrate. Why should I do such a trivial matter?"
The inn's employees felt a little uneasy. The shopkeeper really didn't want to get involved in this matter.
In fact, this is not surprising at all.
No, it's better to say that it's too normal, so normal that it's not surprising at all.
There seemed to be a playful expression on the shopkeeper's face. She seemed to be very surprised why her employees would think of asking her this question, and her eyes naturally made the inn's employees dare not look her in the eye.
Because the employees are not fools, everyone knows that Hua Chaodu is a super bomb at this time, and whoever dares to take it in his hands will be in trouble.
They also knew that they came here to give the shopkeeper a difficult problem.
Haven't you seen that all the major sects in the martial arts world have retreated? They are the weather vane of the entire martial arts world. A group of people are watching the actions of those major sects and acting accordingly, so now they are hiding together obediently, and everyone is shrinking their heads in this matter.
Seeing such a look from the shopkeeper, the staff felt a little guilty, and everyone's eyes were a little evasive, even Chu Changzui, who was usually lively and energetic, retreated to one side.
"He ran into some trouble outside." After a moment of silence, Li Qi finally spoke, weighing his words, "Business is not good this year, and I heard that he was robbed by someone, and his health is not very good, he has some illnesses, and now he just wants to go back to the inn to celebrate the New Year..." Before
he finished speaking, he heard the shopkeeper in front of him repeat it lightly, "His business was robbed? He is not in good health?"
After she repeated these two sentences, the atmosphere in the entire inn had dropped to freezing point.
At that moment, even some guests who were eating on the first floor of the inn felt that nameless murderous aura, and they were so scared that they lowered their heads and ate, not daring to raise their heads at all.
The shopkeeper is a man with a knife in his bones, and the employees of the inn are all aware of this.
They all knew that the shopkeeper was never a kind person, at least the three words "Feng Wuhen" had nothing to do with kindness.
Speaking of which, the employees in the inn were actually all from the underworld. Now almost all the underworld people kept silent about this matter, or applauded it. This was obviously the most normal phenomenon, but in the inn, this atmosphere seemed a little weird.
None of the employees in these inns could be so calm about Hua Chaodu's death, at least they couldn't be so calm when they knew how many terrible things had happened in the underworld, so they all came today.
A group of people all bowed their heads in front of the shopkeeper. The shopkeeper seemed to be slightly angered by their ignorance. A terrible murderous aura emanated from him. This murderous aura even made Feng Xiruo, who was the most timid, feel numb on his scalp. He now had a strange feeling. He was afraid that if he stood in front of the leader of the moment, he would not be so afraid.
It was over...
These people were ignorant and completely angered the shopkeeper.
Before they came, some of them said that the shopkeeper was most annoyed by the people in the court two hundred years ago. If they heard the news that Hua Chao was dead, they might even clap their hands and laugh. They came here to test this, which was like bumping into the muzzle of a gun.
What they didn't know was that... the murderous aura of the shopkeeper in front of them was indeed overflowing.
However, the reason might be a little different from what they thought.
...
Because the reason why Feng Qing was furious was not because her employees were ignorant and came to her because of Hua Jing's matter, but because she heard that Hua Jing's "stall was smashed and her body might be a little unwell".
To be honest, her head buzzed when she heard it at that time.
As the saying goes, a mother worries when her son travels a thousand miles. At this moment, Feng Qing, the old mother, felt as if her child was beaten for no reason.
These two things were like adding two shovels of coal to the pot. Feng Qing's anger value exploded at that time.
On what basis!
Feng Qing was angry at that time.
When Hua Jing was in the inn, Feng Qing was afraid that he would do more work and make his hands rough, or catch a cold and fever and make his throat hoarse. How could a good person go out to work and be bullied like this? Is there a labor law these days?
Oh, there really isn't, but this is not the point.
Feng Qing thought again, she found that the expressions of the employees in front of her were evasive, subconsciously she felt that the employees might be hiding something from her, but what could these people hide from her?
"There is an old saying in the underworld that goes, don't meddle in other people's business. Have you heard of this saying?" She pondered for a while, and suddenly asked tentatively.
All the employees' pupils couldn't help but dilate for a second.
Here they come!
The shopkeeper was not happy with them for standing up for Hua Jing, so he was trying to provoke them. As
expected of the shopkeeper, these words made them feel an invisible pressure.
For a moment, the atmosphere was stagnant like ice.
They heard the shopkeeper silently say, "So Hua Jing is still a little stupid in this regard. If he is smart enough, he will know that he should not intervene in so many things. But there is nothing we can do about it. After all, he has always been a little stupid."
Hiss... The waiters of the inn took a breath of cold air. The
shopkeeper really showed no mercy.
This sentence almost scolded Hua Duzhu.
I am afraid that no one in the world dares to directly scold Hua Chao as a fool, not even his enemies, or even the emperor.
But the shopkeeper scolded them naturally, as if he was scolding them as well.
For some reason, everyone in the inn felt that the shopkeeper's word "stupid" seemed to be scolding them as well, so they all lowered their heads.
They acquiesced! Feng Qing looked at the group of people in front of her with shock.
She just thought for a few seconds. With Hua Jing's voice and figure, if she couldn't make business for no reason, then she definitely didn't believe it. There must be some reason behind it.
And Feng Qing thought about Hua Jing's personality, and thought that maybe she was standing up for someone outside and then her stall was overturned?
With this feeling, Feng Qing tried to see how the group of people in front of her would react, and it turned out to be true.
Feng Qing slapped her thighs in anger, just like her mother did when she heard that she ran two kilometers to help her roommate get back her wallet that was stolen by a thief.
"Why do you stand up for others when there is nothing wrong? What if the thief stabs you with a knife? Do you have any social experience? They are not as stupid as you. The owner himself did not chase after the thief..."
Feng Qing was scolded by her mother and burst into tears. She felt that her mother scolded too much. Who knew that when it came to Hua Jing, she would scold her in the same way.
"...We understand." Everyone in the hotel looked at each other.
The shopkeeper was ready to give up Huachaodu. In fact, this was the natural thing to do. The employees had been wandering in the world for so long that they had become indifferent to such things.
Shouldn't this be something that all smart people would do?
They all gathered their composures and turned around to go downstairs.
Unexpectedly, when they were halfway there, they suddenly heard the shopkeeper behind them say, "Where are you going?"
"We're going downstairs to receive guests." The employees said a little dazedly.
They saw the shopkeeper with a cold face and said, "Am I going to let you just turn around and leave like this?"
The employees looked at each other, a little confused. If they
didn't leave like this, what else could they do?