New Times Inn

"I know what you want the shopkeeper to do, and I also know why you stayed in the inn and didn't leave."

Li Qi looked at Hua Chaodu in front of him.

Hua Chao looked at Li Qi for a long time, and then sighed deeply.

"Sure enough, I can't hide anything from you."

"I did have some thoughts to see if the shopkeeper would intervene in this matter."

"Why?" Li Qi asked.

"Because I don't think the shopkeeper will let it go." Hua Chaodu said, "That is the leader of the martial arts alliance, once... that person's position."

The wind was blowing gently with the raindrops outside, Li Qi looked up at the small inn in front of him.

—This inn is hidden in a small corner of the rivers and lakes.

Except for those terrible guys in the rivers and lakes, almost no one knows the weirdness of this inn, and even if they walk in front of it, they will not look this way.

"I think, you may be wrong." Li Qi said lightly, "This is just a small nameless inn."

Hua Chaodu looked up at Li Qi.

"What do you think a small inn can do? It's neither the big schools nor the famous organizations."

Li Qi turned his head to wipe the table.

"But there is a shopkeeper here."

A firm voice came from behind.

"As long as the shopkeeper takes action, anything can be done."

…

Behind the kitchen, there are two figures standing there.

"Although I don't know what's going on in the Central Plains, it seems that the first person in the martial arts that you are about to take office is a bad guy."

Anhuo Shaxi put a letter into Feng Xiruo's hand.

Feng Xiruo picked up the letter with the seal of Huacilou and read it carefully.

"I didn't expect that the legendary owner of Huaci Building was hiding in this inn." Feng Xiruo looked at it, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "It seems that I The owner of Life and Death Villa is not a shame here."

"Is it really okay for such a person to be the leader of the martial arts alliance?"

The shadow of the shopkeeper suddenly appeared in Feng Xiruo's mind.

A person who loves Yun Shujun so much will allow others to tarnish the position of Yun Shujun?

Feng Xiruo's eyes suddenly sank.

What a joke.

It's just that the shopkeeper doesn't seem to want to intervene in this matter.

Is it because you stayed at the inn for too long, so you don't want to get involved in the world?

Or, just simply don't want to do it?

In the lobby, Li Qi, who was quiet for a moment, suddenly resumed the action of wiping the table.

"The person who came yesterday, the shopkeeper paid special attention to him, right?" Hua Chaodu asked suddenly.

"Oh? You mean that half-assed swordsman?" Li Qi said lightly.

"He can't."

"His knife skills are indeed very powerful, but he himself does not have that kind of aptitude." Li Qi said lightly.

"Why?"

"He didn't experience pain."

"Is it painful?" Hua Chaodu said suddenly.

"That's right, after all, he's not a person like you. If this knife technique is in your hands, it should play a greater role." After a while, Hua Chaodu actually I agree with Li Qi's statement.

Li Qi's movements stopped again, "You mean...I have experienced a lot of pain?"

Hua Chaodu glanced at Li Qi, shook his head and chuckled lightly.

"It wasn't intentional, but it was on my mind."

Li Qi quietly thought about his life experience, and suddenly found that there are very few people in this world who can be as rough as his life experience.

"You have basically tasted all the suffering in the world." Hua Chaodu said, "Have you not carefully observed your eyes?"

"What do you mean?" Li Qi turned his head and looked at Hua Chaodu.

"Your eyes are like knives."

Hua Chaodu had already walked in front of Li Qi at this time, less than half a meter away from him.

Li Qi could even see the color of his pupils clearly.

He looked directly into Li Qi's eyes and said:

"Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon in this inn, but few people have eyes like yours."

This is the look that only someone who has suffered real pain will have.

Hua Chaodu has also seen many eyes in the palace, but such eyes are really rare.

Because most of their eyes are full of calculations, but Li Qi's eyes are like a wolf.

There is nothing calculated in there, only a cold, most primitive wild thing.

It's like everyone in the world is the prey in his eyes.

"Such eyes are really oppressive." Hua Chaodu said with a hint of appreciation.

"It's just that you seem more suitable for a beast-like life than a human being."

"What do you mean?"

"Beasts like this kind of cold eyes the most, and only beasts use their eyes to intimidate others when they look at each other."

Li Qi still looked at him coldly.

"But it's a good thing to have such eyes."

"After seeing such eyes, people who are generally not strong enough will probably shrink back."

A sneer appeared on the corner of Li Qi's mouth, "So which one are you?"

"Which one am I?" Hua Chaodu also laughed.

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly saw a person walking down the stairs.

That person was the one who was left in their inn by the shopkeeper yesterday.

"Oh, that guy who has a unique swordsmanship, but doesn't know how to use it at all is here." Hua Chaodu looked up.

"Has he not left yet?" Li Qi frowned, then put down the rag and walked over.

Hua Chao looked at Li Qi and walked over, he didn't move, just watched quietly.

That guy Li Qi, although he looks extremely calm on the surface, but Hua Chao knows him, he has always had an extremely terrifying possessiveness towards the shopkeeper.

He is like a tamed wolf, lying faithfully in the deepest part of this inn, never losing his vigilance and never losing his wildness.

Even though he has been a cook for so long, Hua Chao has no doubt that his knife can still kill people, and it may even be sharper than before.

So what would he do with this person?

Li Qi and that person's eyes met.

From this angle of Hua Chaodu, you can see Li Qi's blade-like eyes.

Cold and scary.

The next second, Hua Chao heard Li Qi's voice.

…

"Do you want something to eat?"

"Huh?"

Hua Chao was stunned?

He looked up and suddenly felt that he was blinded.

That is the warmest smile Hua Chaodu has ever seen in her life.

Like flowers blooming.

Bright, gentle, like the sun in spring.

And even a little...kindness.

"Let me make you something to eat, ah! By the way, I remember I bought some white fungus yesterday!"

Li Qi suddenly slapped himself with a very good expression.

"I'll cook you some sweet porridge, please!"

"Boiled sweet, with longan and jujube in it!"

What?

Hua Chao is behind and everyone is stupid.

He watched Li Qi carefully help Ji Yihan to the chair next to him, and then carefully made him a cup of tea.

Wait a minute, the Li Qi in front of me seems a little different from usual?

Hua Chaodu cautiously wanted to reach out and pat Li Qi, but for some reason she retracted her hand.

He felt terrified.

"It's alright, I'll put a lot of sugar for you, and it will be sweet!"

After Li Qi finished speaking, he ran back to the kitchen.

That expression was like a dog chasing him.

This guy, won't he be taken away like those legendary novels?

Hua Chao frowned, he looked curiously at Ji Yihan who was sitting there, wanting to see what was going on.

Then, he suddenly froze.

Feng Qing is holding a large amount of incense, candles, paper money and the like back home, and then prepares to take it upstairs to burn.

As soon as she got to the first floor, she saw a person sitting there.

The man turned his back to her and lowered his head slightly.

What's wrong? Why is it so quiet all of a sudden?

Feng Qing still remembers this hero.

To be honest, this can be said to be the most decadent hero she has ever seen in her life, and even asking her to call out the word hero is a bit against her heart.

But before she remembered that when she met this guy, he was not so quiet, what's going on?

Feng Qing didn't care too much, she remembered that this hero was a salted fish, and the salted fish even complained about him with her friends last night, "I finally saw a hero , it turned out to be saltier than me, what's wrong?"

She saw two bowls next to them, and the bowls seemed to contain a bowl of porridge. The porridge seemed to be the one she liked the most, but there was only one bowl of porridge left. The next half.

Feng Qingxin said that Li Qi made porridge so early today? I always feel like it's a lot earlier than usual.

She saw that there was a bowl left beside her, and that bowl was what she used on weekdays, so she knew it should be hers.

Feng Qing subconsciously wanted to pick up the bowl of porridge and go upstairs, but at this time...

She saw the man sitting there.

Suddenly there was a sound of a bowl falling to the ground and shattering in the lobby.

The guests in the inn stopped their movements one after another and looked over there sensitively.

"What's the matter?" An Huo Shaxi and Feng Xiruo, who were still behind, and Chu Changzui at the door heard the voice.

They rushed into the lobby immediately.

There is a broken porridge bowl in the lobby, and two silent people.

Then they found out that the person who just broke the porridge bowl seemed to be the shopkeeper.

What happened? Everyone was shocked.

How could the shopkeeper break the bowl for no reason?

…

Feng Qing looked at the man in front of him.

She felt her hands shaking.

For the first time in her life, Feng Qing never thought of it.

—One day, she will be shaken by a man so handsome.

This man is plain looking, but the moment he turned his head just now, her mind went blank.

What kind of look is that.

Feng Qing clearly still remembers the decadent words this man said yesterday when he was drunk, but at this moment, she felt that her nosebleed was about to spurt.

The sadness, despair, and all kinds of complicated emotions filled his eyes, making him a man like poison.

In addition, Feng Qing also discovered that a little bit of a hidden, yet maddening fragility.

Is this really the same person?

Feng Qing was full of wonder, but when that person opened her mouth, she had no time to think so much.

Because Feng Qing felt as if she was drowned in his pond.

He said a word in a voice that was almost intoxicating to the bones, as if dancing on Feng Qing's spine.

"You said..."

"Can people only feel pain when they live?"