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"How did you know that Doctor Li was a short-lived person?"
As soon as the question was asked, everyone eating in the restaurant pricked up their ears to listen, as they had all heard of the tragedy of the Li family.
When the man heard someone ask him, he cleared his throat before saying, "Doctor Li has a black mole the size of a fingertip on the right side of his neck. Have you seen it?"
Most of the people sitting in the room had seen Doctor Li before, and they all nodded.
"I learned some fortune-telling from my grandmother. A mole there is a sign of bad luck and a short life! So when I saw it, I told Doctor Li about it and told him to come to me if he wanted it removed. But Doctor Li wouldn't listen, and he died young, bringing his wife and children with him. Sigh."
The last long sigh made everyone present feel their hearts pounding.
"Master, Master, I've been having bad luck lately. Can you help me?"
Look, with just a few words, the charlatan has become a master.
Xiao Ze and the other man had no intention of intervening. This charlatan could at most cheat people out of some money, and the people who came to him for fortune-telling would also feel at ease. It was not a big deal.
After calling the waiter and packing up the uneaten sweets, the two of them walked slowly towards the inn under the starry sky.
A scent of wine wafted over. Xiao Ze, who was not fond of drinking, was tempted by the aroma and pulled Su Qingjun towards the source of the scent.
The store was about to close when Xiao Ze stopped it.
"Wait, wait," Xiao Ze pulled Su Qingjun over and ran over: "Boss, do you have any more wine?"
"There are only three pots left. How many do you want?" the shopkeeper asked, looking around the store.
"I want them all."
The two of them carried three jugs of wine back to the inn. They stepped softly to avoid waking up the others.
Unexpectedly, as soon as I opened the door, Chishao from the next room opened the door, with a look on his face that said: Okay, you didn’t call us!
Xiao Ze felt a little guilty and subconsciously raised the wine in his hand: "We brought some wine back, do you want to drink it?"
Chishao naturally would not refuse. She went back to the house and pulled Hongchun out, then walked into the house where Xiao Ze and the others lived without any hesitation.
Originally, Chishao and Hongchun were a little afraid of Su Qingjun, but after getting along with him for a few days, they found that Su Qingjun was very approachable, so they became much more unrestrained.
Unpacking the unfinished cakes and placing them on the table, Chishao didn't hesitate at all. He greeted them and started eating, even offering a piece to Hongchun, who was too embarrassed to reach out.
Xiao Ze opened the three pots of wine and asked several people if they had ever drunk alcohol before.
Su Qingjun and Chishao, who had never drunk alcohol, each drank half a pot, while Xiao Ze and Hong Chun each drank a pot.
The fragrant aroma of wine made everyone eager to take a sip.
"Is this wine? It's delicious!" Chishao was not stingy with her praise. Before she joined the Tianxuan Sect, her parents were very strict with their daughter and did not allow her to drink alcohol.
After joining Tianxuan Sect, he didn't go down the mountain for several years, let alone drink.
After drinking a pot of wine and finishing most of the cakes on the table, Hong Chun took Chi Shao back to her room.
Ignoring the mess on the table, Xiao Ze said to Su Qingjun, "Brother, they've left, let's take a rest too."
Su Qingjun lowered his head and remained silent, as if he hadn't heard anything.
Xiao Ze finally realized that something was wrong. It seemed that Su Qingjun had not spoken since she finished drinking half of his pot of wine.
"Senior Brother?" Xiao Ze reached out and patted Su Qingjun's shoulder, but there was still no response.
There was no other way, so he had to hold half of Su Qingjun's face with his hands.
Manual head-up-ing.
Sure enough, the man was already asleep with his eyes tightly closed.
I don't know how this person can sit so straight even when he is asleep.
Smiling helplessly, Xiao Ze resigned himself to carrying Su Qingjun to the bed, took off his shoes, and considerately covered her with a quilt.
Looking at the man's sleeping face, Xiao Ze felt peaceful in his heart and thought it would be nice to live like this forever.
When I turned around to leave, I found that my left sleeve was being tightly grasped by someone, and I didn't know when it was grabbed.
Su Qingjun was pulled and slowly opened his eyes - he woke up!
The person who couldn't be woken up no matter how I called him woke up just because I gently pulled his sleeve.
After Su Qingjun woke up, he looked around and slowly got up.
His hands never loosened.
"Brother? How do you feel? I shouldn't have let you drink." Xiao Ze was really afraid that this direct disciple of the sect would get hurt by drinking, and then he would probably be chased and killed by the sect leader.
Su Qingjun stared at Xiao Ze, and it took a long time for him to react: "It feels good."
Seeing that Su Qingjun was probably just not good at drinking, Xiao Ze felt relieved and took his sleeve out of the drunkard's hand.
But when he pushed the man down and covered him with a quilt, he was grabbed again.
"Brother? Is there anything you want to tell me?"
Pulling it out failed, Xiao Ze could only talk to the drunkard in a nice tone, not sure if he could understand him or not.
"Xiao Ze."
"Hmm?" Xiao Ze responded. This was the first time Su Qingjun called his name in full.
"Xiao Ze."
"What's wrong, brother?"
"Xiao Ze."
Xiao Ze was speechless until he realized that the drunk was just calling his name.
No matter how much Su Qingjun tried to persuade him, he refused to let go. He waited until the person fell asleep before pulling him out, and then the person woke up.
Xiao Ze had no choice but to wait until the people fell asleep, then take off his coat and put it on the quilt.
After tossing and turning for such a long time, it was already late at night. Xiao Ze fell asleep in disbelief.
The next morning, the dazzling light woke the two sleeping people.
Su Qingjun stood up and looked at the coat belonging to Xiao Ze in his hands and on his body, and was stunned.
After seeing this, Xiao Ze walked over with a smile and said, "I didn't expect that you, Senior Brother, still have the habit of pulling people's clothes when you are drunk."
"Pulling someone's clothes?" Su Qingjun looked over in disbelief, completely forgetting what she had done last night.
"That's right, you kept pulling at my clothes and wouldn't let go." Xiao Ze smiled and pointed at the coat in Su Qingjun's hand: "Brother, if you like it, I'll give you a new set of clothes, okay?"
Su Qingjun's ears suddenly turned red, as if she had become a fool. Her lips moved but she didn't say a word.
When Xiao Ze saw this, he realized that he had teased the other person too much and consciously changed the subject.
He also felt that something was wrong with him. He was always cold to others, but when he saw Su Qingjun, he would frequently want to tease him.
It's really weird.
It was indeed a bit boring to stay in the inn. Xiao Ze put the little incident of this morning behind him and still excitedly pulled Su Qingjun out for a stroll.
Unexpectedly, I happened to pass by a clothing store that looked quite nice.
Thinking of what he said this morning, Xiao Ze wanted to pull Su Qingjun in and really buy him some clothes, but Su Qingjun's somewhat shocked reaction made him back off.
While I was hesitating, the person welcoming guests at the door came over enthusiastically: "Sir, do you want to make clothes?"
Xiao Ze glanced at Su Qingjun and found that he was still expressionless, showing no emotion. He could only stammer and say to the clerk: "Ah, I want to make clothes, but..."
Before he could finish his words, the clerk continued, "Sir, you've come to the right place. Our cloth shop is the best in the entire Changqing City!"
He then led Xiao Ze and the other two into the store. Seeing that Su Qingjun showed no dislike, Xiao Ze felt relieved and said to the clerk, "Make him a piece of clothing."
"Okay, please sit here for a while, my two guests. I'll go call the tailor."
"Brother, do you have a favorite color or style?" Xiao Ze asked, looking at the colorful clothes of various styles in the store.
“I don’t have any favorite.”
"Then let me choose." Xiao Ze had already thought of this answer.
The leader of the Tianxuan Sect has very high expectations for his disciple. Su Qingjun, this little bitter gourd, probably knows nothing except cultivation.
The tailor came to measure the size, and Su Qingjun cooperated obediently.
After choosing the fabric and style, the tailor said, "You can come and pick it up in two days."
"good."
The two walked out of the tailor shop and continued to wander around the city.
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Three days passed, and the tracking still yielded no results, and everyone became anxious.
Bamboo is the only clue they have now. If the tracking fails, where should they start?
Xiao Ze was not at all panicked: "Don't worry, isn't it the fifth day yet?"
Others can only wait in worry.
Xiao Ze pulled Su Qingjun out the door and said, "Brother, the clothes I made for you two days ago are ready."
Su Qingjun's joy was revealed quietly: "Then let's go get it back!"
Xiao Ze laughed in his heart: "I thought Su Qingjun didn't like buying clothes, but I didn't expect that she was just hiding it well."
Su Qingjun changed into new clothes directly in the store.
Xiao Ze looked at the man in the emerald green robe in front of him, and felt in his heart that this man was really like the strong bamboo in the stone, pure and upright.
"What do you think? Is this color too eye-catching?" Su Qingjun had never worn this color before, and now she honestly showed some uneasiness.
"Brother, you look very good in this dress." Xiao Ze praised sincerely.
Su Qingjun finally felt relieved.
The two of them had dinner outside before returning to the inn. Unexpectedly, Hong Chun and others gathered at the door of Xiao Ze and his room.
When they saw Su Qingjun, everyone's expressions changed from anxiety to surprise.
Looking at those people, Su Qingjun felt uneasy again. He had never worn such brightly colored clothes before, and he did feel a little uncomfortable now.
Fortunately, Chishao spoke in time: "Senior Brother, you look so good in this dress!" There was admiration in his eyes without any impurities.
Su Qingjun finally felt relieved, but she still felt a little overwhelmed by being stared at like this, so she tried to divert everyone's attention: "What are you all doing gathered at my door?"
"Brother," Hong Chun said, "I sensed some movement in the tracking formation, but my cultivation level is not high enough to detect the specific location."
After hearing this, Su Qingjun took Xiao Ze into the house. With Xiao Ze's guidance, they finally successfully found the last place where the butterfly stayed.
"Southwest, forty miles away from here." Su Qingjun walked out and reported the direction, then led everyone towards that place.
The longer you delay, the more variables there will be.
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