Feng Qing tried on several clothes upstairs. Before she traveled through time, she was also eager to become an actor, but later she gave up after weighing her own weight.

However, she had a lot of clothes of all kinds.

There were Hanfu she bought before, work clothes her boss bought for her, and clothes left by the crew...

Feng Qing picked up a costume left by the crew and put it on, then posed a few times in front of the mirror, and then sighed.

This dress was left by a previous crew. That crew was shooting a fairy tale drama. This dress was worn by the leading actress. Feng Qing particularly likes this dress. Not only does this dress look very handsome, but most importantly, the drama is a relatively famous one.

Most of the dramas shot here are bad dramas, and there are not many good ones.

One of the reasons why Feng Qing chose to work here was because she really liked this kind of clothes, which her mother called "strange clothes". However, in the blink of an eye, these strange clothes have become her regular clothes.

It's great. Feng Qing thought, I will wear this one today, and then go to Taobao tonight to buy a few more Hanfu to wear.

Li Qi was wiping the table in the lobby. As he was wiping, he seemed to have a feeling and looked up at the door.

A pale man came into the room and happened to exchange glances with Li Qi.

Feng Qing was still admiring herself upstairs when she suddenly heard a bell ring beside the bed.

Huh? A knight is here so soon? Feng Qing was surprised.

She quickly turned on the camera and saw a pale man standing at the door, looking at Li Qi.

Is this man... sick? Feng Qing frowned when she saw the man's complexion.

She knew that people with liver disease would have a waxy yellow face, and this man's complexion did not look very healthy.

But... what kind of disease would make the face so pale?

Li Qi and the green-faced man stared at each other for a long time. After a long time, the green-faced man smiled, "So you hid here."

The two of them didn't say anything, but they already knew what each other was thinking.

"Sir, are you going to stay overnight or stay at the hotel?" Li Qi silently put his hand back from the button.

"I don't eat, and I don't stay at the hotel." The green-faced man smiled and said, "I just came... to see you."

Wait. Feng Qing upstairs realized that something was wrong. The tone of the voice... Could it be Li Qi's creditor?

She suddenly became alert.

This... Speak of the devil and he will appear?

Wait, wait, calm down, calm down... Feng Qing forced herself to suppress the thought of turning around and running away. She couldn't be scared. She had to stand up for her partner.

Her friend knows nothing and is an honest child. She has to go to class even if she is socially phobic. Otherwise, she will become a White-haired Girl.

First of all, first of all... Feng Qing, the ultimate socially phobic, thought of showing off her power at the first moment. Her eyes looked towards the jewelry box.

There seemed to be some plastic earrings and glass bracelets in it... She usually doesn't wear jewelry, but now she has to pile them on her body.

Li Qi looked at the man in front of him coldly.

Green-faced ghost.

Tianyi Pavilion, the number one assassin organization today, has the Blood Clothes Hall, Swallow Hall, Seven Bells Hall and Wutou Hall. Among them, the Green-faced ghost is the head of Wutou Hall. He is best at using poison. He was born with a body that is immune to all poisons.

His special complexion is also due to this. This person's blood is full of poison. If you are not careful, he will poison you to death silently.

At the same time, this green-faced ghost has also practiced a good palm technique, which is called "Yin Claw Kung Fu".

He hides the poison in his fingernails and then turns his hands into claws. Often, as long as he touches the edge, the person will die on the spot.

Although this group of assassins is not well-known in the world, they are still the best at killing people.

In the past few days, many sects have retreated, but this group of hired killers has become more and more. They are like hyenas, and they can surround you by smelling the smell.

"I haven't seen you for a few days. How did you end up being a waiter here?"

Actually, he was not a waiter, but a cook, but Li Qi felt that this was really unnecessary.

He just said lightly, "I'll give you a piece of advice, don't make this place dirty, otherwise it won't end well."

"Oh? Why?" The green-faced ghost said with a smile.

"Because the shopkeeper here doesn't like others touching her things." Li Qi said lightly.

Feng Qing looked at herself in the mirror. She always felt that she looked too coquettish like this, perhaps because of all the messy jewelry piles, but on second thought, she thought it was better to be coquettish.

Look a little softer, speak a little more kindly, maybe everyone can communicate more smoothly.

"Smile, smile." Feng Qing said to the mirror, "Smile, be kind."

The green-faced ghost downstairs was still looking at Li Qi. At first, the smile on his face was very gentle, but gradually, the corners of his mouth cracked, and the smile became more and more sinister.

"I think you are not willing to drink the toast." After a while, he said softly.

There is murderous aura!

Li Qi's pupils shrank suddenly.

He didn't have a knife on him at the moment. It was impossible for a swordsman like him not to carry a knife, but he was worried that carrying a knife would make the shopkeeper feel uncomfortable, so he deliberately put it in the bedroom.

At this moment, his many years of physical memory made him suddenly lower his head and dodge under the counter in front of him. Sure enough, the next second, he heard a loud noise from the counter in front of him.

There was a crack in the counter, and the midday sun shone in through the crack.

As soon as Feng Qing pushed open the door, she heard a loud noise coming from below. She shivered with fear and almost turned around and went back.

She looked down and found that her waiter was hiding behind the counter. The green-faced man suddenly saw no one, but a group of people in black surrounded the counter.

Twenty or thirty people squeezed into the store. Although Feng Qing was in the late stage of the second-year syndrome, it was the first time she saw such a scene. At that moment, she was almost scared to tears.

No, no.

Feng Qing thought about her poor waiter and forced herself to stand up.

Be kind and smile. Feng Qing walked downstairs with what he thought was the kindest smile.

The Green-faced Ghost had a slightly sinister expression.

His expression was not because he was too excited, but simply because his hand was hit on the ground by something.

Through the sunlight outside, Li Qi and the Green-faced Ghost happened to make eye contact, and then he happened to see the thing that hit his hand.

A sword. The

dark blue sword could not reflect even a trace of light when the sunlight shone on it, as if it had all been absorbed. Just looking at it made people feel a chill in their hearts.

This thing was what the Green-faced Ghost poked through the counter with his hand just now, and then fell from the mezzanine of the counter and hit his hand.

Li Qi only took a peek through the gap during the day and didn't see the whole thing. This was indeed the first time he saw it.

He was slightly stunned for a moment, thinking that this thing was more beautiful than he had imagined.

Although he didn't use a sword, but only a knife, he could still recognize the good and bad swords.

"Excuse me... my colleague, is there anything I can do to apologize to you?"

A string of beads sounded.

Someone slowly walked down from the upstairs, and everyone's eyes involuntarily looked in the direction of the sound.

A person slowly walked down the stairs, and as she walked, the hem of her clothes slowly slid down from the stairs, like a pool of running water.

Li Qi looked up, and then suddenly froze. The Green-faced Ghost was also stunned, and the twenty or thirty men in black around him were also stunned.

The person coming down was wearing a gray coat. She glanced down. Although her eyes could not be seen, everyone's breathing stopped.

Everyone couldn't help but feel that her eyes hidden under her hair must be very scary.

After seeing the shopkeeper coming down, Li Qi suddenly lowered his head.

His hands hidden in his sleeves gradually clenched.

...

Feng Qing saw a group of people looking at her and felt her legs go weak.

She just came down by force, holding on to the handrail.

After she came down, she saw that her counter had a big crack, which made her feel distressed for a second, but she quickly forgot about it. After all, there was a big crack under her counter. She had reported it to her boss before. The counter must be replaced, otherwise it will collapse sooner or later. Her boss who was digging the door was just pretending to be deaf.

After she came down, she saw the green-faced man. He was hiding outside the counter, showing a slightly funny look, with his butt sticking up and his hand stuck in the big hole of the counter. Looking along the big hole, you can see that his hand was pressed down by a prop sword used by the crew.

What is this doing? Feng Qing looked at this scene that can be called performance art in a daze.

Wait, how come there's another prop sword? How many things has the crew thrown at her in the past three years?

Feng Qing was about to ask something, but suddenly bit his words back.

He can't ask, he's a creditor, boss, he can do whatever he wants.

Feng Qing tried his best to ignore the performance art of this big brother, and said with the kindest smile: "This... guest, are you staying overnight or staying overnight?"

The Green-faced Ghost's heart was pounding.

He watched the person above slowly walk down the stairs, listening to the sound of pearls colliding.

Her flowing clothes stopped in front of his eyes. Because the Green-faced Ghost was squatting, he could only see the clothes embroidered with dark threads.

It's not that he didn't want to get up, but he couldn't get up because of his hands.

His hand was firmly pinned down by the sword, and he couldn't pull it out.

The Green-Faced Ghost had practiced martial arts for many years, and his internal strength was profound. He could even smash a 3,000-jin stone in one breath, but his hand was pinned down by a sword, and he couldn't pull it out no matter what. Black

Iron Sword.

A name popped up in the Green-Faced Ghost's mind.

A famous sword that people had only heard of but never seen.

Today, he was lucky enough to see it.