New Times Inn

Ah, it was this person.

The person who has caused countless storms in the rivers and lakes recently.

She sat there quietly, just like the legend, often stroking the black sign on her hand.

And this brand is said to be the last thing her lover left her.

That's it? That's all?

Guan Fenghua doesn't know why he always feels that this is a little different from what he imagined.

After all, before he came, the rumors that he heard were the shopkeeper's favorite murder, the people she killed could fill the entire inn, and she also hid a particularly terrible thing in her bedroom I especially like to sleepwalk and kill when I'm asleep.

But when I really saw this person, Guan Fenghua felt that the shopkeeper was quite handsome.

Although the hair is indeed a little gloomy, Guan Fenghua, with his years of experience, can still see the general outline of this person at a glance.

The reason why he has such a powerful ability is because he has always paid more attention to this aspect, he is very careful about his appearance.

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Guan Fenghua was actually born in a famous school.

Just by hearing the name, you can tell that this sect has something to do with Taoist priests.

The age that will not be called "young talents".

The twenty-seven-year-old Guan Fenghua has only just entered the category of inner disciples.

He usually does chores here, and there to find out, and occasionally his wages are deducted, but compared to the average person, his life can be regarded as moisturizing.

Guan Fenghua didn't care too much about this, he even felt very contented, as the so-called contented people are always happy, the essence of Taoism is really understood by him.

But in the eyes of outsiders, none of them can see that Guan Fenghua is a salted fish in their sect.

No other reason.

Just because this guy was born with a decent face.

It was him standing with a group of inner disciples who were younger than him and who were highly talented, and everyone would look at his face invariably.

, because eight times out of ten the stranger will recognize him as his master, and then come up to chat with him cordially, leaving his real master behind.

Of course, this face did not only bring him bad things, he gradually discovered the talent of this face in deceiving food and drinking.

They are more down-to-earth. As the name suggests, they often deal with ordinary people.

The Wudang sect has a profound background. Although it is also Taoism, there are countless disciples under the family. His disciples need to often go to slay demons and demons for the common people... In simple terms, they are fighting bandits, jumping gods, etc.

The person who is looking for Guan Fenghua's great dance is many times more than looking for other people to dance.

sense of security.

Of course, what most ordinary people encounter is not a serious matter, even if it is a bandit or the like, it is basically a small force composed of four or five people, and most of the They are all peasants who have changed jobs and re-employed, so Guan Fenghua has not encountered anything uncertain for so long.

But this time, Guan Fenghua didn't come here to dance.

Ashamed to say, he was sent...as an undercover agent.

Yes, this guy came here to be an undercover agent.

If the inn guys who had been watching him secretly for a long time knew about this, they would probably think that there was something wrong with their ears.

"You really don't know that person?" Li Qi asked with a frown.

"I lied to no one and dare not lie to you." Feng Xiruo hurriedly smiled awkwardly.

To be honest, even after staying here for so long, he still felt terrified when he saw Li Qi.

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"It's not like." An Huo Shaxi said next to him, "There is no such person in the list of Huacilou, obviously those terrible guys in the rivers and lakes should be recorded on that list. Well, I suspect that his status may be a little higher than we think."

Guan Fenghua has always only cared about Li Qi and Feng Xiruo. After all, in the eyes of the outside world, these two guys are the most terrible in the inn.

He sighed slightly when he saw the two people turning a corner into the back kitchen.

Who is the kid sitting behind the counter writing all the time and the little girl sleeping on the table? He doesn't know it.

The major sects are now sending undercover agents around the inn. In fact, they can't do much, but everyone has the mentality of "Ah, if you send me, I will send it too", and they are crazy. stand up.

Guan Fenghua is one of the unfortunate people who got involved.

When he first heard the news, he only thought that the head of the group of people had been kicked by the donkey.

For this reason, Guan Fenghua specially found the inner disciple who assigned him the task, pointed to his face and said to him, "Do you think I can be an undercover agent with my appearance?"

The inner disciple didn't say anything, Guan Fenghua actually had a faint feeling that he might have been tricked.

If you get caught, you get caught.

Guan Fenghua's face was occasionally envied, and he didn't find it strange.

After all, no matter which big guy he is, he will not be so generous when he meets someone and doesn't take him seriously, but instead talks to an unknown person cordially.

The people of Tianshi.

He was sent to investigate some matters related to the shopkeeper, Guan Fenghua decided to record how many children the shopkeeper ate at a meal, whether they were boys or girls, I must find out In this matter, he can take the blame and make merit and go back smoothly.

But then again, Li Guxing's craftsmanship is really good, much better than some chefs in restaurants.

Guan Fenghua thought while eating small fried pork.

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While Guan Fenghua was secretly observing Feng Qing, what he didn't know was that Feng Qing had watched him from beginning to end with the camera.

Feng Qing felt an unprecedented excitement in her heart.

No one could possibly understand her excitement.

—hope to come.

After months of coming here, she finally came.

Feng Qing looked at it, and even wanted to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

This is definitely a hero.

Look at this stature, this temperament, if this is not a hero, Feng Qing feels that it is difficult to tolerate.

I didn't expect that such a hero like a hero would appear in her small inn one day.

Feng Qing can't wait to hang three strings of firecrackers at the door, but this will obviously scare the hero, so she doesn't dare to act rashly.

"Xiao Bai, bring my bottle of wine." Feng Qing greeted Chu Changzui, who was secretly observing Guan Fenghua and shivered and had to throw himself away The homework in hand, and then go upstairs to help the shopkeeper to get the "wine".

This hero must find a way to make him take a picture, Feng Qing whispered in his heart.

It's best to take a picture of a nine-square grid, and then send it to the circle of friends, this is the highest sense of ritual for modern people.

Is she supposed to bring her Polaroid? Feng Qing slowly opened the drawer under the counter and looked at the small black polaroids that had been inside for several months.

I didn't expect this thing to come in handy one day.

Feng Qing put this thing here on purpose so that she could take pictures of the heroes who came in at any time.

Although Guan Fenghua was tricked, he is a serious and responsible person by nature, so he did not paddle, but kept observing the shopkeeper.

He saw the shopkeeper take out a very strange thing from his drawer.

What is that thing?

Guan Fenghua began to think in his mind.

Because she has always been relatively poor, in fact, apart from the great dancer, Guan Fenghua has done a lot of messy part-time jobs. Among them, with his upright and awe-inspiring face, Guan Fenghua also applied for the hotel accountant 's profession.

—First, the thing was taken from under the counter.

Oh yes.

Guan Fenghua immediately figured out what it was.

—It should be an inkstone.

What does the shopkeeper want to do by taking out the inkstone?

Can she still write and settle accounts? Guan Fenghua thought for a while, then laughed again.

How is it possible, how could such a trivial matter bother the shopkeeper to do it himself?

Feng Qing sneaked under the counter and took a photo of the vase next to her.

A photo slowly appeared in the Polaroid. She shook it and found that there was only one left in the Polaroid.

"Go upstairs to get some more, I remember there are still photo papers upstairs." Feng Qing threw the photo on the counter, and then sneaked up again building.

She thought that no one would notice her every move, but Guan Fenghua had already seen her movements clearly.

"What is that thing?" In an instant, Guan Fenghua had developed a strong interest in the thing Feng Qing put in the counter.

Look at that paper...like a painting?