Chapter 30 Tipsy Who wins the fight to sleep with him
When Qi Qing returned to the registration office, he saw Yue Ji waiting for him there, so he walked over and asked, "Why are you the only one here? Where is the person in charge of registration?"
The young man raised his eyes, looking well-behaved and harmless: "I have reported it."
"Really? You're really capable."
Qi Qing casually praised him, and thinking of Yue Ji's successful promotion to Green Level, he asked with a smile: "Since you performed so well today, how about Master treating you to a big meal?"
He was in a very good mood, especially after seeing that the old alchemist failed to steal Yue Ji's elixir, and instead Cheng Yaojin showed up and took over, he felt even better and left the Alchemy Association humming a little tune.
The streets of Liucheng are as bustling as ever, with a bustling crowd that is dazzling.
——But then again, they are having a celebratory banquet now, does that count as opening champagne at halftime?
Qi Qing was confused for a while at the crossroads of life, then turned around and said, "Liucheng's wine seems to be very famous, let's go and try it!"
It’s already open, so it’s okay to take a few bites first, right?
…
Not long after the two left, a cool figure in white appeared at the entrance of the Alchemy Academy, surrounded by several people, and headed towards the Alchemy Association.
Before I reached the door, someone came out hurriedly and whispered something in my ear.
Miao Zheng's eyebrows twitched slightly, and her tone was slightly surprised: "Grandfather is here? Why didn't you send someone to tell me earlier?"
"Mr. Wen has instructed not to disturb you." The visitor said with a smile.
Miao Zheng pondered for a moment and asked, "Is Grandfather still here? Is there anything important that is bothering him?"
"Master Wen is commenting on the elixirs of the new alchemist, and seems to be interested in taking him as a disciple."
The implication is that there is no emergency.
Miao Zheng nodded, walked towards the stairs first, and said calmly: "Take me to see him. It happens that I also have something to report to him."
…
As night fell in Liucheng, the sky seemed to spread out a roll of dark silk, and the lights gradually lit up, becoming more and more blurry.
Qi Qing shook his head, feeling dizzy. The road was divided into several shadows, which could not be overlapped.
He staggered when he stood up and was immediately held firmly by the person beside him.
"Master, come up."
Yue Ji turned around, put Qi Qing on his back without saying anything, and carried him on his back.
"Let go, I can walk by myself, hiccup!" Qi Qing struggled in a daze, but his legs were held tightly by Yue Ji, who held them even tighter.
Although the boy was a little thin, his back was as steady as a mountain, and a pair of hands held him like an iron clamp.
Qi Qing struggled in vain, and turned his attention to the bystanders, pointing and saying: "What are you looking at? Haven't you seen a disciple carrying his master on his back?"
The passerby's head also split into several parts, swaying as he looked at him, seemingly laughing.
"What are you laughing at? If you laugh again, I will make you laugh enough!" The young man's tone became fierce. He drunkenly put one hand around Yue Ji's neck and gestured randomly with the other hand, trying to perform a magic spell.
He pinched it for a few seconds, put his hand down and murmured, "Wait, where is the smile xue..."
He patted Yue Ji's shoulder and commanded with a stern face: "Put me down. When I remember where Xiaoxue is, I will definitely deal with them all."
Yue Ji was silent for a moment, and then reminded in a low voice: "...Master, there is a wall over there."
Qi Qing was stunned for half a second, then became angry and said, "Of course I know that there is a wall there. This is killing a chicken to scare the monkeys! Killing a chicken, do you understand? As the ancients said, in the Art of War, killing a chicken to scare the monkeys, all is fair in war, deception... Forget it, I will teach you a lesson in culture when I go back."
His words were incoherent, and after a while he said he was happy, and then he started to make a fuss about getting off.
Yue Ji ignored him and carried the man back to the City Lord's Mansion.
Unexpectedly, a tall and elegant figure stood in front of the City Lord's Mansion, as if waiting for a distinguished guest who was returning late.
"Are you going to drink?"
The city lord walked over with a smile, his eyes passed Yue Ji and fell on the person who was sleeping restlessly behind him: "Qi Enren is very drunk."
He tilted his head slightly and ordered, "Someone, prepare a bowl of hangover soup."
When he saw him, Yue Ji's expression became a little cold. He simply greeted him and was about to go in.
The city lord stopped him and said, "Wait a minute."
Yue Ji stopped and asked, "Does the City Lord have anything else to say?"
The city lord stepped forward and said, "Brother Ji, it was hard to bring him back alone. If you encounter such a thing again in the future, you might as well send someone back to the city lord's mansion to report the news. I will definitely send someone to pick up the benefactor."
He stretched out his hand as if to take Qi Qing, but Yue Ji took a half step away, avoiding his hand calmly, and said, "No need, Master, I will take care of him."
The city lord's smile froze as his hands fell empty. He said, "You are still young, how can you take good care of everything? Why don't you let Qi En stay in the side hall tonight? I will assign a few more servants to take good care of you."
Yue Ji said coldly: "Master has something to do, and the disciple will do the hard work. This is the rule, and the city lord does not need to worry about it."
"Rules?" The city lord frowned, and asked tentatively, "The rules of your Middle Earth?"
"Of course." Yue Ji added: "This is the principle that Master taught me. As a disciple, how can I just be good at it?"
The city lord said, "That's easy. You can live in the side hall as well."
As if some key words were triggered, the person on Yue Ji's back suddenly moved, pretending to be dead and said, "What side hall? What's wrong with you? Do you want to kidnap my apprentice?"
“…”
Yue Ji didn't want to listen anymore.
The city lord quickly explained, "My benefactor is awake? I just wanted to discuss with Brother Ji and invite you to rest in the side hall tonight and come back after you sober up."
"I'm not drunk." Qi Qing immediately retorted: "I'm fine, don't talk to yourself as if I'm a person who can't take care of myself and has no civil capacity. Let go, I want to get down and walk a few steps!"
With his insistence, Yue Ji finally let go, allowing him to get to the ground as he wished.
Qi Qing straightened his clothes, looked serious, and started marching in high spirits.
Then he almost hit the goal post head-on.
Yue Ji watched the whole process without saying a word. Without waiting for Qi Qing to point at the doorpost, he took a few steps forward and carried the person back on his back without saying anything.
Seeing this, the city lord had no choice but to give in and said, "Okay, okay, I'm not drunk, not drunk."
Qi Qing raised his chin proudly and heard him ask again: "At least let me take you back, okay?"
The wine on the young man's body was so sweet and greasy that it penetrated every pore and drifted hazily into people's noses, as if even the night sky was tinged with a hint of tipsiness.
Yue Ji wanted to pretend that he didn't hear this, but Qi Qing said, "Okay, let's go."
The boy's hands unconsciously tightened and his face became tense.
He quickened his pace with Qi Qing on his back and disappeared into the night, as if he could leave the city lord behind.
The three of them returned to the small white hall one after another. Before entering the hall, Yue Ji said coldly: "It's enough to send them here."
"Won't you invite me in and have a seat?" the city lord said with a smile.
Yue Ji put the man down and turned his head to look at him, trying to make him back off: "It's late, Master needs to rest."
Even though he was treated so coldly by the guest, the city lord still looked friendly and said with a smile: "Brother Ji misunderstood, I was asking about your master."
He had a low voice and his eyes were curved, full of tacit understanding between adults.
“Qianren, it’s so late…are you really going to drive me away?”
Qi Qing didn't respond.
——What answered him was the strong wind that hit him the next moment.
Yue Ji has tolerated him for a long time.
Before, when one was under someone's roof, one had to bow his head. I didn't expect this man to be so shameless as to pester the master. Seeing that the master was drunk, he even wanted to take advantage of the opportunity.
We have fallen out today, so there is naturally no room for mercy. Let's just go all the way.
The city lord did not expect him to suddenly attack, dodged a few times, and hurriedly said: "Brother Ji, what are you doing! Hey, don't hit your face-Qi En people save me!"
There was a sudden commotion in front of the hall, with dust flying everywhere and the place was in complete chaos.
After a long while, the drunkard in the hall slowly appeared at the door.
Qi Qing narrowed his eyes, and seemed to have sobered up a lot. He didn't say anything, just leaned lazily against the door and watched them fight.
The city lord dodged a punch on his left cheek, and when he saw him coming out, he hurriedly called for help: "Qi Enren!"
The young man yawned, casually pushed the hair that fell in front of his eyes back, inserted his fingertips into the roots of his hair, and combed it slowly a few times.
He watched the fun and started a live broadcast, waving his hand and saying, "If you want to fight, go out and fight."
After saying that, he raised his eyebrows, as if realizing something: “Oh, this is outside.”
The young man smiled, as if he felt hot. He hooked his fingers on the edge of his collar and pulled open his clothes a few inches, revealing a jade-white collarbone that was so bright that it caught people's eyes.
Normally, he always liked to wrap his neck completely with his collar, not even exposing his Adam's apple. Now that it was exposed, it looked like the finest mutton-fat jade, inviting one to savor it at will, soft and fragile, and so white in the night that it was a bit soul-stirring.
The city lord withdrew his gaze, but was suspiciously a beat slow, and was immediately hit on the nose by Yue Ji's punch. He screamed and squatted down.
"Qi Enren!" He complained aggrievedly: "Hiss, Brother Ji hit me!"
[Is there a fighting scene to watch as soon as I come in? ]
[Why did the kid get into a fight with someone? Who is this person? ]
[Looks like the city lord...? Wait, why is he beating someone up in someone else's home? What did the anchor do? ]
[Who will win the no-prize guessing contest? I’ll bet on you. ]
[Don't bring up this kind of thing that has no suspense anymore. ]
【Where is the anchor? The anchor is speaking. 】
"Let's do this."
Qi Qing glanced at the comments and said lazily, "You guys fight, I'll be the referee."
Yue Ji stopped his attack, the city lord froze, and both sides looked at him in disbelief.
The young man seemed unaware of what he had said. He still smiled and hooked his finger at the two of them.
He chuckled and said, "Whoever wins the fight can come in and sleep with me... ok?"
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