On the night when the fashion world underwent a huge change, everything seemed so ordinary.

...

Chu Changzui was hiding in the house, looking at the information he had collected.

There was indeed something wrong with that woman.

He searched for a long time, trying to find out what went wrong, until he was running around like a fool for a day, and then he suddenly remembered something.

Then Chu Changzui immediately asked if there were any strange things happening in the tavern opposite recently.

He quickly found out that a few days ago, it seemed that a stranger came to the tavern to drink, and that person was said to be a distant relative of the storyteller.

If it were normal, this kind of thing would be easily ignored by him, but now, Chu Changzui instantly took it to heart.

Because it was really strange that the distant relative appeared at this moment.

He didn't doubt the identity of the distant relative. After all, the storyteller was a nice old man who wouldn't lie about such a thing. However, with the methods of the people in the Demon Cult, even father and son could become enemies. It was even easier to subdue a distant relative.

"So the news leaked from here. It seems that I really have to find a good opportunity to tell the shopkeeper."

Chu Changzui murmured.

The incident at Guigu Gate has always been a thorn in his heart.

Although Chu Changzui has never shown it to the outside world and always looks like a heartless child, only he knows that he often dreams of the night when he was stabbed by his junior brother.

If the Demon Cult really wanted to attack the shopkeeper, then according to the behavior of this group of people, they would not only send a person who looks like Yun Shujun, but there must be support around here, and these supporters, like his junior brother, should be ambushed in a certain sect or even among the people of the court.

Next, just wait.

Wait and see when that group of people will take action, or when the shopkeeper will wake up.

After filming Douyin, Feng Qing yawned, packed up and prepared to go to bed.

At this moment, Bai Yan'er had already sneaked back. If she didn't go back, she would have seen Feng Qing with a sleepy face, and her skirt tripped every two steps.

Bai Yan'er slipped back to her room and lay on the bed, not knowing what kind of feeling she had in her heart.

In fact, according to past rules, she would usually be able to get some clues on the first day, and she would usually show off the news to her informant at this time.

She really enjoyed the feeling of her informant looking at her with admiration.

But today, Bai Yan'er didn't dare to go out.

On the one hand, Feng Wuhen was too scary, and on the other hand, Bai Yan'er didn't know what was going on. She kept replaying Feng Wuhen's appearance in her mind.

The expression on his face, the eyes, and some tiny movements.

Bai Yan'er felt that something was wrong with her.

Obviously, as a member of the Jieyi Pavilion, she was the one who understood the art of seduction the most, but what was going on with her now?

And the heat on her face, it seemed that she was not having a fever, right?

This strange and somewhat unfamiliar feeling made Bai Yan'er unable to sleep all night. The more she thought about it, the more confused she became. She actually stayed awake until dawn.

...

In fact, at this time, Chu Changzui should come over to solve a problem.

Known:

Feng Qing watched that video 20 times in a row at that time, and also watched all the other Douyin videos of that person.

Question:

How many times will Bai Yan'er replay Feng Qing, who imitated that person's essence, in her mind?

The next day, Feng Qing went downstairs refreshed. After she finished her meal, she saw a person floating out from behind like a ghost.

The girl went to the lobby and saw Feng Qing sitting there. She looked at him once, and then looked at him again... After watching him three or four times, she sat down.

Feng Qing looked at that person's eyes and felt a little strange.

What's wrong?

Why did that girl look at her with such a regretful look?

"Shopkeeper!" Chu Changzui came over skipping. He arrived at the lobby and just wanted to separate the shopkeeper and the woman, but he found that the two people sat far away. The woman seemed to be afraid of the shopkeeper's passing, and she was separated from her by four tables.

This situation stunned Chu Changzui.

Ah this...

He actually just wanted to separate the shopkeeper and the woman of unknown origin. Who would have thought that this wish could be achieved so easily.

It does make people feel a little puzzling that it was achieved.

After sitting down, Chu Changzui himself felt a little uncomfortable.

What's going on with this weird feeling?

Feng Qing looked at the bustling crowds on the street and thought that tomorrow night would be the Mid-Autumn Festival, so he had to remember to turn on the lights tonight.

In fact, merchants generally like to compete with each other. No matter how extravagant ordinary people are on holidays, they will not make a big show like merchants.

Feng Qing felt that he was relatively simple. For example, the richer restaurant opposite had already started to provide porridge today, but Feng Qing was not rich enough for that yet.

Li Qi decorated the inn early, and he wiped some of the old tables until they were shiny. Feng Xiruo was nominally a waiter, but because he was mentally retarded, Feng Qing generally did not expect him to do anything.

This person couldn't even wipe the table, and he wiped it with some clumsiness. Feng Qing found it unbelievable when he looked at him.

What kind of person in ancient times could survive without knowing how to wipe the table?

The house kept a strange atmosphere until a guest came outside, and then it slowly became normal.

Bai Yan'er was eating, and suddenly she saw the person who just came in.

The man had a smile on his face, and he looked at her imperceptibly.

Bai Yan'er's heart suddenly sank. On the surface, the newcomer didn't seem to be strange at all, just like all the guests around.

Li Qi walked over and asked the guest if he was having a meal or staying in the hotel. The man smiled and said, "Eat a meal."

Feng Qing had finished his meal at this moment and was about to go back upstairs to play games. The man sat next to Bai Yan'er's table and seemed to be unfamiliar with Bai Yan'er.

But the two were communicating in secret codes that only they understood.

[I thought something happened to you.] The man said.

[No.]

[Because you have always been an impatient person.] The man said, [If it were normal, his news should have been sent to the upper level by now. You are a little abnormal this time.] [

You are also a little abnormal this time.] Bai Yan'er said, [Don't you usually tell me to take my time? Why are you so anxious to come in person when you are only one day late this time?]

She tapped her fingers on the table irregularly for a while, and then observed the man's reaction.

The man avoided the topic.

Bai Yan'er sneered in her heart.

It is very likely that this time, the test of Feng Wuhen was not ordered by Jie Yi Pavilion. However, Jie Yi Pavilion is quite famous in the martial arts world, but there is actually the shadow of another sect behind it.

- In a moment.

Bai Yan'er was not clear about many other things. They wanted to control Bai Yan'er and let Bai Yan'er fight for them.

But for them, if a weapon is out of their control, it will be unsafe.

Bai Yan'er has always made herself look very loyal, but is Jie Yi Pavilion, which requires all sect members to be loyal, really a place worthy of loyalty?

It is very likely just a tool in the hands of some individuals.

[This matter is very important. Notify me immediately if there is any news.] The man said.

[I'm worried that I'll get hurt.] Bai Yan'er said, [Feng Wuhen is a very scary person.]

[I eavesdropped for a while last night, and he said that he likes to watch other people's heartbeats, and that if anyone dares to stop him, he will kill them all.]

These words are all true, and Bai Yan'er didn't hide anything.

[If something happens, you should help me, right?] Bai Yan'er said with a smile.

She knew that this man was a very skilled person.

Although she had never seen him take action, everyone in the martial arts world knew this man's name.

As everyone knows, the most difficult move to practice in the martial arts world is to hit acupuncture points from a distance, and there are very few people who can practice this move.

But the man in front of him has practiced this move to perfection.

Many people in the martial arts world dislike people who can hit acupoints from a distance. After all, when facing these people, they often have all the strength but cannot kill the opponent.

This is the most frustrating way to die in the martial arts world. Even Bai Yan'er never dared to have a head-on conflict with this man.

——Xuan Yuanxing, also known as "Man Tianxing".

He can use the technique of hitting acupoints from a distance like a fairy scattering flowers. It is no problem to hit the acupoints of ten people at the same time. Even a handful of stones can be hit wherever he points in his hand.

He has disappeared from the martial arts world for a long time. Most people think that he has retired to the countryside or died in some unknown place. Few people know that he has joined the Jie Yi Pavilion.

Even Bai Yan'er grew up listening to his stories.

[Don't worry. 】Xuan Yuanxing had a smile on his face, [I will definitely help you. 】

[No matter how powerful a person is, they can only be slaughtered in front of me. I am never afraid of opponents stronger than me. 】

Bai Yan'er naturally knew that what he said was true.

Because it was not the first time such a thing happened before. A person who was obviously ten times more powerful than him was accidentally hit by him in the acupoints, and then watched himself being beaten to death.

If there is such a move in the martial arts world that can make a person fight ten enemies at once, or can fight against people who are many times stronger than oneself, then Bai Yan'er thinks that only acupuncture can do it from a distance.

What a terrible person.

When the man left, Bai Yan'er still said silently in his heart.

She was actually a little envious of the acupuncture from a distance, but when she tentatively asked if she could learn it, Xuan Yuanxing put on a weird smile and made some bad requests to her.

Bai Yan'er completely gave up the idea from then on.

However, martial arts like this are inherited from the family. The few that are not inherited from the family are learned through one's own understanding or coincidence. Bai Yan'er may never meet them in her life.

This is a martial art that requires a lot of talent.

Feng Qing is playing games in the house.

The boss on the opposite side is quite difficult to beat. Obviously, the health bar is not high, but there is an extremely disgusting control skill that can control people to death.

Feng Qing was very displeased with this kind of boss as soon as she saw it.

Of course, when it was her turn to play, she actually still liked to play the control flow. The feeling of watching herself being killed without being able to do anything was very refreshing.

Chu Changzui wandered outside the house for a long time, and finally couldn't help but walked in.

"Shopkeeper." He said to Feng Qing in his cutest voice.

Feng Qing was startled, and hurriedly turned off the computer, then turned around and asked, "What's the matter?"

"Do you know that some things are just illusions?" Chu Changzui said to Feng Qing seriously.

When Feng Qing heard this question just now, she almost felt that her ears were deaf.

But when she saw Chu Changzui's serious expression, which made her hands start to move and she wanted to pinch him secretly, she knew that she had not heard wrongly.

This ten-year-old boy...

has started to think about philosophy.

What does this mean? It means that the child's middle school period is coming.

The pressure in Feng Qing's heart suddenly increased.

She said softly to Chu Changzui, "Illusion? What do you think an illusion is?"

At the same time, Feng Qing began to think about how to help a little brat get through the middle school period.

Get a few more exercise books? Or buy him a few philosophy books?

Chu Changzui choked slightly after hearing the shopkeeper's question.

What's with this tone of "I know this is an illusion, but it doesn't matter"?

Chu Changzui was about to blurt out what was in his mind, but at this moment, he shuddered again, and finally just stammered, "But if people immerse themselves in illusions, they will definitely get hurt, right?"

Well, Xiaobai has a promising future. The questions he thought about when he was a middle school student already have a sense of the inside story. Feng Qing wanted to show him a clip of her favorite anime when she was a middle school student.

But she still held back and just touched Chu Changzui's head.

Before Chu Changzui came, he had the idea of ​​convincing the shopkeeper. However, when the shopkeeper gently stroked his head, he didn't know why he couldn't say a word. He just looked at Feng Qing stubbornly with his big eyes.

"I understand what you mean." Feng Qing began to think about how to say this so as not to anger a child in the middle school period.

First of all, you must express your understanding.

This must not be talked about to death. I think her mother had to talk about it in a dead end, so Feng Qing's middle school period was very painful.

The brain circuits of middle school students are always interconnected. Feng Qing was even a little moved by Xiaobai at this moment.

"But some things are just like this. There are too many things in this world that are not as we wish, so sometimes it's better to pretend to be ignorant."

Then, Feng Qing was going to teach the little brat to look at this messed up world with a slightly softer eye, and not to be as extreme as she was when she was young, always saying that the world was destroyed or something...

Well... Even if Feng Qing occasionally has such thoughts now, at least she should hold them back and not talk about them on the street all day long.

A kid who is about to enter the second stage of middle school, face this world well. Feng Qing looked at Chu Xiaobai with soft eyes and pity.

Chu Changzui listened to the shopkeeper's words and felt his hands trembling slightly.

He understood what the shopkeeper meant.

The shopkeeper... said that she could understand what he was saying.

No.

She might have known the whole story for a long time.

It was not until this moment that Chu Changzui realized that the matter was much more serious than he had imagined. In this world, there is nothing to be afraid of when one is confused. The most feared thing is to pretend to be confused when one knows the truth.

The shopkeeper actually softened his heart towards that face.

Chu Changzui should have said something to wake up the shopkeeper, but at this moment, he couldn't say it.

Perhaps it was because the person who said this was the shopkeeper, the shopkeeper who was almost omnipotent in his mind.

When a person who is too powerful occasionally shows a hint of weakness, it always makes the onlookers feel a little strange, just like Chu Changzui now.

He admitted that he really had a strange sympathy for the shopkeeper.

"Don't think too much, just go and have fun." Feng Qing finally admonished Xiaobai.

The second-year immaturity of teenagers comes and goes quickly, and usually, as long as they play crazy, they will soon forget about it.

Feng Qing began to repent a little, only focusing on mathematics, physics and chemistry, and not educating his children's minds well.

Well, I will give Chu Xiaobai a whole book of Hegel tomorrow, so that the child can show off among a bunch of children.

...

When Bai Yan'er came out, she saw the child coming down from the upstairs.

He saw Bai Yan'er, and suddenly a complicated expression appeared on his face, which made Bai Yan'er a little puzzled.

She suddenly had a bad premonition in her heart.

What's the matter?

Why are you looking at her with that look?

After suppressing her unhappiness, Bai Yan'er looked outside.

Xuan Yuanxing was hiding in the tavern opposite. There was a man telling a story there. He blended in among them and was not noticeable at all.

Are they really going to do it?

Bai Yan'er suddenly sighed in her heart.

At the last minute, she actually felt a little reluctant. If other people in the sect knew about it, they would probably laugh at her.

Xuan Yuanxing should be preparing to take action at night. With his acupuncture skills, he should be able to control Li Guxing and other partners. Bai Yan'er would be responsible for cooperating with him secretly and preparing to kill Li Guxing tonight.

Chu Changzui was in the kitchen at this time, watching Li Qi clean up the dishes.

He said to Li Qi with mixed feelings: "Sometimes the shopkeeper is too soft-hearted, which is not good at all."

Li Qi raised his head, as if he was a little surprised why he said that, but at this moment he suddenly heard the shopkeeper shouting outside, "Li Qi, have all the lights been hung up?"

"Hang up!" Li Qi hurriedly said.

It should be getting dark, right? Bai Yan'er thought as she looked at the setting sun that had disappeared on the horizon, leaving only a little afterglow.

She turned around and prepared to go back to the room first, and then come out when it was time to take action.

Feng Qing came to the lobby door at this time and touched the light switch.

"There are not many customers in the store today. Who wouldn't go home for the holidays? I guess I'm the only office worker who wouldn't go home." Feng Qing muttered, and then pressed the switch.

This is a very common action.

When the small colored light switch was turned on and off, there was a crisp snap.

...

But what Feng Qing didn't know was.

...The sound made after the switch was turned on and off was similar to the sound of something breaking through the air.

It was like when a hidden weapon was fired.

In fact, the innkeepers often heard this sound, but they were used to it.

So no one ever told Feng Qing what this meant.

This sound was heard by Bai Yan'er, who didn't have time to leave.

She turned her head suddenly, and her heart tensed at the same time, wondering if Xuan Yuanxing was preparing to take action in advance?

However, before she could finish thinking this thought...

- A dazzling light suddenly lit up, and countless lights spread throughout the inn, more than the stars in the sky.

In this remote town in the south of the Yangtze River, a night scene was suddenly illuminated, as if golden fireflies had gathered together.

When Bai Yaner turned around, she saw such a scene.

...

Under the golden fluorescent light, a person stood in the dim light, slightly tilting his head.

There seemed to be an indescribable tenderness between his eyebrows.