My Parents Are Omnipotent

  Chapter 69 Black shop real hammer

  When Changan heard the word "medicine powder", the hand holding the small bag of coarse cloth trembled slightly.

  He has seen the power of this thing with his own eyes, and it is not an exaggeration to say that killing people is invisible.

  He tentatively asked Ye Anlan, "Miss Ye, you gave this to me?"

  Ye Anlan:

  For Li Jing's sake, Ye Anlan decided to be more magnanimous and stop rolling her eyes at Chang'an. She said flatly, "What are you thinking about? It's just for you to use."

   After all, what he has to guard tonight is all the supplies of their group. If something goes wrong, the little money she has on hand is not enough to buy another copy.

  Facing Chang An's disappointed little eyes, Ye Anlan said to him calmly: "Okay, don't be dazed, move things quickly."

   It’s good to go to dinner after moving things, and they just bought a lot of food and drink by the way.

  Everything in the inn is expensive, and Ye Anlan doesn't want to waste that money. Of course, the most important thing is that they don't know if the other party will add something to their meals.

  Even the three mules, Ye Anlan checked the fodder and water prepared by the inn.

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   After moving things, Changan and the others were sent by Ye Anlan to Ye Jinkui's side to have dinner with everyone.

   Li Jing, who took the initiative to stay with Ye Anlan and guard the three mule carts, reached out and handed a small box to Ye Anlan's hand, "These are for you."

  Ye Anlan was surprised, "What?"

  Li Jing pretended to be calm, "It's just a pen, ink, paper and inkstone."

  Ye Anlan:? ? ?

  Li Jing was a little uncomfortable, "I think you use burnt wooden sticks for everything you write, which will be very bad for you to practice calligraphy in the future."

  Ye Anlan:

  Ye Anlan realized belatedly that she had been misunderstood by Li Jing as thrifty.

"It's not that I'm reluctant to spend money on pens and inks, but I can't write well with calligraphy." Ye Anlan felt that this was a good opportunity for Li Jing to see her "ignorant" nature, so she took out a piece of charcoal, " I'm more used to using charcoal."

   Li Jing was not surprised at all. In his mind, Ye Anlan, a peasant girl who was born in the countryside, was already quite remarkable for being able to learn martial arts and superb medical skills at a young age.

  He even thought about Ye Anlan's poor family, so he could only use branches and charcoal sticks to practice calligraphy on the ground, and because of this, he gradually got used to the inspirational scenes of using charcoal pens instead of brushes

  Ye Anlan, who simply changed her core: She can't get rid of the aura of her "worthy accomplishment", can she? !

"No matter what, I still want to thank you for your kindness." Ye Anlan didn't return the things, anyway, she would practice calligraphy behind Ye Jinkui and his wife's back anyway, just to prepare in advance for the depressing study life in the future _(:з」∠)_

  Ye Anlan accepted it generously, and Li Jing couldn't help but feel a little more at ease.

   To be honest, every time this happens, he feels awkward.

  Don’t develop a relationship with the prospective protagonist who is optimistic, it will not be conducive to sincere cooperation with each other in the future, and develop a relationship with the prospective protagonist who is optimistic, and you are afraid that the other party will misunderstand that he is a **** who has ulterior motives, does not know how to measure, and deliberately flirts with other girls.

   Li Jing felt that it was really difficult for him. ╮(╯▽╰)╭

"Master, Miss Ye, you can go eat now." Chang An came back very quickly. Although he couldn't beat his master, he could fill his stomach in the shortest time, and then came back immediately to replace Li Jing, so that he could have a mouthful of hot food. meal.

  Li Jing nodded at him, "Then it will be your hard work."

  Changan smiled like a fool, "Don't worry, my lord, the young one must be optimistic about these things."

  Ye Anlan clicked her tongue secretly in her heart, and she reminded Changan, "Properly showing the enemy's weakness, sometimes it is easier to achieve the goal."

  For example, pretending to be asleep during the night vigil, or not showing your true force value honestly.

  Changan was thoughtful, "I will pay attention."

  Ye Anlan smiled, and went to Ye Jinkui's side with Li Jing.

Mrs. Li loves children. She simmered the food for Ye Anlan and Li Jing on a small stove alone. When Ye Anlan and the others rushed over, white smoke was rising from the big iron pot on the small stove. .

  The two had a full meal under Li Shi's eager eyes, and then they divided into three groups, either going back to the house to rest, or going to help Chang'an guard the things on the mule cart.

  "Shopkeeper, don't you think there's something wrong with this group of people?" After the lights in the two rooms where Ye Anlan and the others lived were turned off, the waiter in the inn lowered his voice and asked his shopkeeper who hadn't been arranging the abacus for a while.

   "Isn't it just that there are a few Lianjiazi? It's not like we haven't met someone who is more powerful than them before."

The shopkeeper didn't take it seriously, he worked as the shopkeeper of the inn in this Taiyu town for more than half a year, and encountered difficulties ranging from 80 to 50, but in the end, not all of these people fell into the trap and became him. A stepping stone to making a fortune.

  Xiao Er is his confidant and little follower who has been with him all the time. Hearing what the shopkeeper said, he immediately felt relieved.

   Isn’t it true that no matter how powerful the warriors are, they have to obediently let them kill them at will when they arrive at their three-acre land.

  The days of smooth sailing passed for a long time, and the innkeeper and the waiter both felt inexplicably swollen. After finally getting through to midnight, the two tiptoed towards the backyard holding hands.

  At the same time, a dozen or so young and middle-aged men with knives and guns rushed in aggressively at the front door of the inn.

  They were very familiar with the layout of the inn. As soon as they came in, this group of young and middle-aged men, who were obviously hostile, rushed towards the two rooms that Ye Anlan and the others had rented.

One of them trotted forward quickly, while muttering to his companion, "Damn, Lao Hou is really good at torturing people, a group of guys who are so poor that they can only live in Datong shop, this old thing actually has to yell in the middle of the night!" Let us brothers come here."

  The young man whose ears were filled with complaints waved at him, "Okay, stop complaining, everyone is here."

  The man moved his lips and was about to say something more, but the middle-aged man at the front of the line suddenly kicked a wooden barrel flying on the ground.

   With a bang sound, the wooden barrel rolled to the wall, and then, relying on the rebound force of the wall, it rolled back.

  Everyone: .

   Everyone stopped subconsciously, and the leader cursed uncontrollably.

  He listened for a while, and found that there was no movement in the room, and the blue veins on his forehead slowly disappeared.

The man who complained about the innkeeper couldn't help but muttered again, "I think Laohou is really getting better and better. In the middle of the night, he actually put the wooden barrel in the middle of the road. I'm afraid we won't make any noise. That guy Why can't people hear?"

  (end of this chapter)