[Look at this, isn't this pretty?]

Feng Qing took a photo of a singer and walked over.

The person in the photo was swinging her sleeves, as light as a swallow, and looked particularly agile and charming.

[This one is not good, it's not as good-looking as the last one.]

[I think this figure is better, why do you only look at the face when you listen to the opera?]

...

Since Feng Qing came to this small theater, she would occasionally take some photos and post them on the Internet. She didn't dare to take photos in her own inn. Because her inn used to have a lot of traffic, it would be bad if someone noticed something wrong.

But she didn't have to worry about anything in the small theater. First of all, this place was across the street from her inn. Secondly, after the actors put on makeup, they were unrecognizable. In Feng Qing's eyes, they basically all looked the same.

She didn't believe that group of people could recognize them.

Seeing that group of people swearing that they had found where the host was, and some of them even said it in a very convincing manner, Feng Qing was all dead.

Really... a group of guys who can have fun with themselves.

Feng Qing finished catching fish today and prepared to go back to the inn to continue catching fish. Recently, Chu Xiaobai was no longer satisfied with the elementary school level, so Feng Qing invited a heavyweight guest.

- Mathematical Olympiad.

This thing had tortured Feng Qing to death when she was in elementary school. Many things in it were beyond the scope of mathematics and were more like brain teasers.

It seemed that with the involution of the times, the current Olympiad math problems were becoming more and more outrageous, even more outrageous than what Feng Qing remembered. Feng Qing felt a headache after reading two pages.

She closed the book and shook her head.

"What's the matter? Didn't I receive nine years of compulsory education? Why can't I understand the problems in elementary school now..."

Feng Qing tore off the answers from this book and threw it directly to Chu Xiaobai. So far, Chu Xiaobai has been deducting the answers for three days, rain or shine, without any regrets.

Feng Qing sometimes felt that Chu Xiaobai was really wasted in this era. If this child were in modern times, he would be a candidate for the National Mathematics Competition, with a lot of awards and plaques. He might have been admitted to Tsinghua University a long time ago. Why should he be stuck in his little inn like now?

She sighed at the gap between ancient and modern children, and stood up to leave. But she was stopped just after she took a few steps.

Feng Qing turned her head in surprise, and saw the owner of the troupe walking towards her. He said to her with a smile, "Girl, are you coming tomorrow?"

"Yes." Feng Qing turned her head curiously and said, "What's the matter?"

"It's like this. Tomorrow our troupe may invite a good singer to come. His figure and singing voice are first-class. You can see then..."

"Oh! Then I will definitely have time." Feng Qing said hurriedly.

After she finished speaking, she saw the owner of the troupe smiling so much that wrinkles appeared on his face. He kept saying, "That's good, that's good..."

It was still quite sad to say. Everyone knew the status of actors in ancient times. Feng Qing herself had seen people wearing gold and silver coming in and shouting. She never liked such people.

As for those opera singers, although Feng Qing, who is a social phobic, can't be said to be very enthusiastic, at least she can talk to them well. In addition, Feng Qing has been here for too long. The money she spent can't be considered much, but it's not too little. A few days ago, she was kind enough to help a girl from the opera troupe out of trouble, so the owner of the opera troupe naturally recognized her and informed her first of this matter.

Someone with a good singing voice and figure... Feng Qing was suddenly full of expectations for this matter.

This should be regarded as the "leading role" in the legend. I wonder what people who can be called "leading roles" in ancient times look like.

Feng Qing went back happily. This can be regarded as a rare adventure of traveling back to ancient times. When she went back, she was still imagining whether the leading role was beautiful or not.

Although he knew that those who were good at singing operas in this era were not necessarily beautiful, Feng Qing still had some fantasies in his mind.

"Is this the place?"

A man stood in front of the inn. The

first person he saw was Li Qi, who was working diligently in the inn.

"The world's number one swordsman today..."

He sneered in his heart.

"Li Guxing actually worked as a chef here. That shopkeeper is really scary. What tricks did she use?"

He had met Li Guxing before. He was a rare simple-minded person in the martial arts world.

Perhaps for such a person, the existence of a sword in his life would allow him to survive.

Although this guy, like other jianghu people, was unwilling to be controlled by the court, he was still better than other jianghu people who were full of intrigues. He didn't have a bad impression of Li Guxing. He even considered letting Li Guxing hide his identity and enter the palace as a sword-carrying guard if there was a chance.

Who knew that before this idea was realized, Li Guxing became a cook in this inn. The hands that should have held the world's precious sword actually picked up a kitchen knife.

This shopkeeper actually had the ability to make such a person work for her... Could it be some kind of confusing martial arts? Or some kind of poison? As

the man thought about it, his expression suddenly became solemn.

He had heard of a kind of medicine - colorless and tasteless. The people in the Demon Cult used this medicine to control their subordinates and prevent them from rebelling.

Could it be that the shopkeeper used this medicine on Li Guxing?

He looked behind the counter again. There was a child who looked about ten years old looking down at a book. The cover of the book was a particularly dark green color, with an indescribable weirdness.

After a while, the child put the green book down and pulled out a book from the side. The cover of this book was even weirder, a purple color with death rays.

This book didn't look like a serious book.

While the man was secretly observing, he suddenly heard Li Guxing walk over and ask the child, "Why are you still reading here? Hurry up and settle today's accounts."

"No." The child's first words were still very soft and looked very normal.

But the next second, he suddenly slammed his head heavily on the table, like a madman, which scared the man.

"No, I'm too weak..." Although the child's voice was tender, the words that came out of his mouth were not what a child should say.

"I'm too weak, so I don't understand."

He said while rubbing his hair frantically until his hair looked like a chicken's nest.

Why did the child say he was too weak?

The man's brows wrinkled instantly.

This kind of words sounded like the words that he had heard from those children who had been trained in cruel organizations since childhood - such as killers, secret guards... Of course, including their Dongchang.

Only the children in this kind of organization will live in a terrible environment since childhood. This kind of environment will constantly force them, making them always anxious and not daring to relax.

Could it be that...

that person guessed the truth in an instant?

This child must have been captured by the shopkeeper to practice because of his great talent.

Moreover, looking at the books in his hands, it is very likely... that they are some kind of magic skills.

Thinking of this, the idea before the person came became more determined. If

such a person stays in the world, it must be a great disaster to the world, so... he must not be allowed to stay.

This shopkeeper not only uses drugs to control others, but also lets children practice magic skills since childhood. These methods prove that the shopkeeper is extraordinary and there must be some terrifying purpose hidden behind her.

Feng Qing upstairs sneezed and rubbed his nose.

What happened? I didn't turn on the air conditioner today, how could I catch a cold?

Chu Changzui, who was lying on the table, suddenly said in a low voice, "Li Qi, someone is watching the inn."

"Huh?"

Li Qi, who was cleaning the plates next to him, suddenly slowed down.

Although he didn't say anything, Chu Changzui could see a hint of suspicion in his eyes.

"That person's martial arts is very high. He must have been very alert when he looked at you, so he didn't wake you up, but he wasn't so defensive when he looked at me." Chu Changzui still maintained the lying posture, but he spoke softly in a childish voice.

His harmless appearance was simply the best disguise, and the hatred around him was basically attracted away by Li Qi, so Chu Changzui found that there were far more people staring at the inn recently than before.

But the one who came today was different.

The one who came today... was very strong, so strong that even Chu Changzui couldn't tell the depth.

Why are there always some overly dangerous guys staring at this place recently. Chu Changzui felt a little anxious.

However, at this moment, he suddenly heard Li Qi talking.

"Got it." Li Qi glanced outside the door imperceptibly.

"See what the shopkeeper is going to do. Before the shopkeeper's order, we shouldn't take action."

That's right.

Chu Changzui relaxed all of a sudden.

What was he worrying about here.

The shopkeeper is the one who controls the way of heaven!

If she attacked, wouldn't it mean that no matter who was on the other side, they would be powerless to fight back.

Chu Changzui's face returned to that of a child again. He yawned lazily and then lay down on the side.

Feng Qing put on another piece of clothing and ate the egg yolk pancakes that Li Qi had just baked according to the recipe while petting the cat. She

typed on her phone, [According to the suggestion of a certain brother before, I have slightly improved the measures of our inn and installed a camera on the corner. This way, there will be no situation where someone burns incense on our corner and I have to go there in person.]

This time she bought a high-end, full-color, high-definition camera with built-in camera and dialogue functions.

Feng Qing is ready to turn on the conversation function the next time someone dares to burn paper at the entrance of the alley, and then play Kayako's voice in a loop to scare them to death.

[But it's quite troublesome to install this thing. Not only do you have to replace the battery regularly, but you also have to be careful not to be seen by these ancient people, otherwise those with bad intentions will destroy it. Fortunately, my chef is very agile and got it done in less than ten minutes. ]

[Not bad, I'd like to provide you with the recording of my brother crying because of my beating last night. It's better than Kayako. Are you going to use it? ]

[Could this camera be the one that the forum friends tied you up to chop last time...hiss, you spent a lot of money to post this. 】

Feng Qing, who posted a Pinxixi link in the forum and asked her friends to help her, couldn't help but move her eyes.

【Ahem, don't worry about the details, let's see if this camera works.】Feng Qing excitedly turned on the camera function of her mobile phone, and then waited for the high-definition image to automatically appear in front of her.

Speaking of which, this is the first time she has used a camera that doesn't take pictures of people like horror movies.

And then...

the moment the camera was turned on, Feng Qing was suddenly stunned.

Just because... a person appeared on the screen.

The speed of building in the forum is still very fast, but at this moment Feng Qing completely forgot about the reply.

She stared for a very long time, until the man walked out of the camera's range, she reacted.

After the man left completely, Feng Qing covered her chest and listened to the sound of her heart beating.

"It's too outrageous, isn't it?" Her mind was blank at the time.

"How, how could I suddenly have the luck to see such a person?"

Would such a person just appear on the street casually?

This was the first time that Feng Qing felt her brain short-circuited by astonishment. She had seen many big and small stars in Hengdian, but this one was really unique.

No, wait... Feng Qing suddenly remembered something, and her expression became solemn.

By the way, when she came back from the theater today, she was stopped by the owner of the troupe.

This person...hiss, Feng Qing took a breath.

Could it be that she was so lucky today that she ran into the "star" that the boss had told her about during the day?