The male god of quick time travel, give me face

Chapter 380 The Prosperous Medical Scheme (9)

Most people would not choose this kind of arrow if they wanted their lives.

So the archer was purely trying to get his attention?

Su Yu's face turned dark and he hid the arrow in his sleeve. He didn't want to admit that it was his lack of skill that prevented him from dodging it.

The guards of the Jin family looked left and right but did not see Su Yu, so they lowered their voices and shouted softly, "Master Su, where are you? There is no danger now."

Su Yu threw away the lantern casually, tapped his toes, jumped up to the roof, and stood in front of several men in black.

He put his hands behind his back, and used his long sleeves to cover the blood on his buttocks, "Stop screaming, what about screaming?" He said that he was a coward, and he didn't come out because he was afraid of danger.

Several people immediately shut their mouths, and the man holding the dog said: "Master Su, the arrow was shot from the direction of the ruined temple just now, should we check it out?"

Su Yu thought for a while and asked: "You looked at the direction of the ruined temple just now, did someone run?"

"No."

"Then go and have a look." He caught this little thief who stabbed in the back, and he must beat him up.

Luo Xing saw the red blood on Su Yu's butt from a distance, and the corner of his mouth twitched.

Cub, what's wrong with you, why didn't you hide?

I really want to get your attention, do you believe it?
Feng Wu said angrily: 【Don't listen to the old man, regret it now. 】There is no regret medicine in this world.

Seeing that the task target's father was injured, he felt distressed.

Luo Xing coughed lightly, "Is it too late for me to commit suicide now?"

[The rewind time period is uncertain, do you think you can be lucky to go back to the time point when you just entered the plane every time? 】

Stop dreaming.

If you commit suicide, obediently return to infancy and drink milk.

The insane, poor hearted little girl.

"..." Then it's better not to commit suicide.

Luo Xing saw Su Yu leading the group of people running towards this side, she used her spiritual power to hide her figure and left the range of the ruined temple.

A group of people entered the ruined temple and lit torches. They searched inside and out, but they couldn't find anyone.

The blood on Su Yu's butt was seen by others, and he angrily snatched the man's clothes and wore them, "This matter must not be made public, otherwise..."

He raised his fist.

See, the casserole-sized fist, you should be careful.

The man didn't dare to say anything, didn't dare to ask anything, silently covered his buttocks with his long sleeve, walked at the back of the crowd and followed out of the ruined temple.

No one was found, and Su Yu didn't intend to spend the middle of the night with a ruined temple, so he dropped the torch in his hand and left with a group of people to the east.

The torch landed on the edge of the door frame, and within a short while the door was set on fire.

There has been no rain in Beiyun City for more than two months. The ruined temple is exposed to high temperatures every day, and the wood used to build it is very dry. The fire spread quickly.

The buildings here are all single buildings, not connected together, a haunted ruined temple, if it is burned down, there will be less superstition and panic.

Luo Xing just glanced at it, then ran in the direction Su Yu left.
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It was late at night, and there were very few people on the streets, even fewer inns with their doors open.

Xie Peng returned to Yunxiang Inn, panting heavily.

The previous woman named Bai Zhi was better than him in kung fu. Fortunately, he could run faster with oil on his soles.

That Bai Zhi was respectful to the brocade-clothed woman, he watched the brocade-clothed woman change her clothes, if he was caught, he would definitely goug his eyes.

The landlady was standing at the counter, fiddling with her abacus. When she heard the noise, she looked up at the door.

Seeing that it was Xie Peng who came back, he said casually, "Come back so fast, did you run into a ghost on the way?"

Xie Peng was relieved, straightened up, and smiled, "How can that be possible? We don't believe in ghosts and gods."

"Then what did you see, the little girl changing her clothes?"

"Ahem..." Xie Peng was choked by saliva, and his face turned red, "No... nothing, I'm a big man, how could I not take a second look when I saw the little girl changing clothes."

"Well, then you are 25 and six, why haven't you found a wife yet?"

"..." I was heartbroken.

Don't mention this, we can still have a good chat.

"I want to find a wife, but I don't have money." Without money, how can I give my woman a future, and how can I give her the life she wants.

If you are doomed to fail, why bother to hurt others or yourself.

The proprietress paused for a moment while fiddling with the abacus, and changed the subject, "Where's that fat sheep you're following?" It's rare to see such a generous young man, so he should gather more wool.

"I don't know. I followed him to a ruined temple. The young man was silent when he entered the ruined temple. I squatted on the tree and didn't see him coming out of the temple. I wanted to go to the temple to check, and then Three women ran into the ruined temple. They seemed to be hiding from someone. I saw there was nothing to see, so I came back."

"Really? Seeing three women in a ruined temple again, you didn't have any wrong thoughts?"

"Hey, with the proprietress in front of me, I wouldn't pay attention to other girls."

"Come on, I think that fat sheep is probably borrowing our land to take a bath, and it won't come back. You and Fang Zimin, clean up the tables and chairs, and prepare to close the door."

"Come on, lady boss, please go upstairs and rest first."

"Hmph, don't give me too much money, I'm poor." The proprietress threw the abacus over, picked up the account book from the counter, and went upstairs.

The proprietress returned to the room, and Xie Peng pulled Fang Zimin up who was sitting at the door, "Clean up the tables and chairs, and I'll get a rag to wipe the escalator."

Although the rooms in the store are not cleaned, these places that they can touch every day will still be cleaned.

"It's your turn to clean the table today." The armrest is only a short section, but the tables and chairs are as large as the hall, and he is not stupid.

"Brother Fang, don't worry about it so much, work quickly." Xie Peng patted Fang Zimin on the shoulder, greased the soles of his feet and rushed into the back kitchen. He took two rags and fetched a basin of water.

Putting the basin on the table next to the handrail of the stairs, Xie Peng twisted out a towel and quickly went upstairs.

The proprietress went to rest. Fang Zimin didn't want to quarrel with Xie Peng, so he gave Xie Peng a blank look, washed the rag silently, and began to wipe the tables and chairs.

The wiped chairs are placed upside down on the table. It is easy to distinguish which ones have been wiped and which ones have not been wiped, and it can prevent dust from falling on the table.

The two of them had been busy wiping and wiping for more than half an hour, when it suddenly started raining outside.

Fang Zimin looked at the pouring rain and looked up at Xie Peng, "Old Xie, do you think there will be people staying in the hotel under such heavy rain?"

"Don't be naive, the reputation of our store has long spread throughout Beiyun City, except for the beggar boy who borrowed our place to wash during the day, who would be stupid to come here to stay here." Knowing that it is a black shop, he went to live, It's not that the head is squeezed by the door.

As soon as Xie Peng finished speaking, several men in black rushed into the inn accompanied by a young man in white.

Xie Peng: "..."

(End of this chapter)