"Let's go." Ye Qiubai walked towards the back door.

"Hey, you are newcomers who just came to the desert, right?" Lai Yu returned to normal, restrained his mischievous smile, stood up and shouted to Ye Qiubai.

Ye Qiubai stopped walking, neither turned nor spoke.

"You may not know that this inn is the only one in this Moyan..." While talking, Lai Yu walked towards Ye Qiubai, "For the sake of saving me today, I will take you in for a few nights, how about it? "

After finishing speaking, Lai Yu's hand was already on Ye Qiubai's shoulder.

The hand that just touched the pigsty left a few more marks on Ye Qiubai's white robe.

Ye Qiubai turned his head, stared at those hands, and was so angry that he didn't speak for a while.

"Qiubai, I think I can stay." Zhan Hong, who was following Ye Qiubai, stepped forward and tiptoed into Ye Qiubai's ear.

That person looked younger, thought more, and got closer to Ye Qiubai.

Ye Qiubai frowned, still hesitating.

"Qiubai..." Zhan Hong stood on tiptoe again, and muttered even more softly, "I think he looks a bit like the person in the portrait, and the location Master Li gave is this inn..."

After discussing, Ye Qiubai thought about it, his brows gradually relaxed, and he turned to look at Lai Yu.

Lai Yu was clutching his stomach when a newly brewed belch came out of his mouth.

He didn't know what to do, he was looking at the pigsty with blurred eyes, and the wind blowing in disturbed his flowing curly hair and beard.

Ye Qiubai's brows were furrowed even tighter, and he stopped talking.

While struggling, there was a crackling noise from the tile-roofed house on the side.

Immediately, a stool flew out of the door and slammed into the pillar at the door, shattering into pieces.

"I'll bear it, I'll bear it, I'll bear it your mother!" Immediately afterwards, ugly scolding came from the room.

Lai Yu instantly looked away from the pigsty, pointed to the torn stool, and cursed into the room: "Xiaojiaohua, this is the first stool, you don't know my difficulties if you are not in charge, do you?"

"Deduct from my monthly money!" Another menacing roar came.

Lai Yu twisted his neck and said, "I can't control you anymore."

Immediately, Lai Yubao walked towards the small tile-roofed house, and happened to follow Ding Xi into the backyard.

Lai Yu rolled his eyes, stopped in his tracks, and deliberately shouted at Ding Xi who had just entered, "Ding Xi, another stool in your room is broken, and the money will be deducted from you."

Ding Xi was stunned for a moment, but when he looked at the broken stool on the ground, he understood instantly, and nodded happily a few times: "Okay, deduct it from my monthly money."

"Lai Yu! You have something to come to me, what's the matter with Ding Xi!" Mu Qing came out of the house yelling, stood at the door, pinched her waist and shouted at Ding Xi, "Ding Xi, come in!".

Ding Xi glanced at Lai Yu in embarrassment, and then walked towards Mu Qing.

Lai Yu stared angrily at the two people who met, and followed Ding Xi into the room, ready to curse.

Behind him, Ye Qiubai quietly followed in.

When they entered the door, they heard Lai Yu and Mu Qing quarreling with each other.

Ding Xi pulled Mu Qing, but helplessly couldn't get in a word.

Probably because he was used to it, Ding Xi even snickered a few times.

Ye Qiubai thought it was noisy, so he didn't step in any more, leaned on the door frame and began to look around.

This tile-roofed house is not big, but there are quite a lot of strange and small objects, which are placed everywhere, and they cannot be preserved for a few years.

It seems that these two people have also stayed in the inn for a long time.

Ye Qiubai liked calligraphy and painting, so he glanced more at the scroll paintings on the wall, and was about to take a step forward to observe the characters in the paintings carefully, when he suddenly saw the mottled wall beside him, and stopped in his tracks.

On the fairly flat wall, there were a few obvious knife marks.

Even from a distance, Ye Qiubai could clearly see the hole created by the knife mark, which was so deep that it almost penetrated the entire wall!

But around the knife mark, there is no trace of disorderly marks.

It can be seen that this knife is drawn out quickly and retracted quickly. The person who hacked the knife pulled the knife out of the wall, and his skills were beyond human reach.

His eyes moved from the wall to the three of them, and Ye Qiubai began to probe carefully.

Ding Xi was the first to target. In terms of size, Ding Xi had enough strength, but this knife used more skill, and the knife mark was located under Ding Xi's arm.

The one with the right height is Mu Qing who is being pulled by Ding Xi.

The stunned body trembled, Ye Qiubai narrowed his probing eyes, as if making up his mind, Ye Qiubai cleared his throat, and interrupted the entanglement of the three people in the room.

The three of them stopped and looked at Ye Qiubai together.

Being stared at suddenly, Ye Qiubai lost a little bit of confidence. Ye Qiubai really has no experience in asking for help, so he said bluntly: "Tonight, we will live here."

"Who are you?" Mu Qing didn't know who Ye Qiubai was, and was still annoyed with Lai Yu, her tone was a bit serious.

Ye Qiubai paused for a moment, and looked at Mu Qing habitually again. This man had such a sharp mouth, he probably died tragically in the desert if he had no skills.

After asking for a long time without any response, Mu Qing became even more frustrated, and just about to speak to chase someone away, was pushed out by the excited Lai Yu and fell on Ding Xi.

Ding Xi grabbed Mu Qing with his arms wide, and lowered his head to smile at him a few times.

Mu Qing rolled her eyes a few times and stood firm, without making any more noise, Mu Qing and Ding Xi stood beside her quietly, looking at Lai Yu.

Lai Yu ran towards Ye Qiubai without concealing his joy, grabbed his sleeve, patted his hand and said impatiently: "Okay, it's good to live here, I'll open a room for you right away."

Lai Yu pulled up Ye Qiubai's sleeves and walked out, kicked back, and closed the door with a thud, causing Mu Qing behind him to scold again.

Reluctantly, Ye Qiubai was pulled by the wrist by Lai Yu, leaned back, followed helplessly with his feet, opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say.

Looking at Lai Yu's generous back, Ye Qiubai dazed for a moment, a dazzling iron armor appeared in front of his eyes, and then dazzled again, it turned into Lai Yu's scruffy rags, Ye Qiubai finally fell silent, letting him pull.

The few attendants didn't know what happened, Ye Qiubai didn't speak, and the few didn't dare to ask, they could only silently crowd behind them.

A group of people crowded up the narrow stairs to the second floor of the inn.

Walking to several doors, Lai Yu loosened Ye Qiubai's sleeves, then dug deep into his trousers for a while, took out a bunch of keys and threw them to Ye Qiubai.

Ye Qiubai frowned while holding the keys, the key chain still carried Lai Yu's body temperature, it was so hot, it was uncomfortable to hold it in his hand.

Ye Qiubai didn't make it so difficult for so many things he encountered today, and his face with distinct features was quickly pulled into a ball.

"These rooms you live in." Lai Yu pointed to the three rooms and said to the others.

The entourage was already anxious and unbearable. Seeing that they had a place to stay, they showed a long-lost relaxed smile on their faces. After traveling for more than a month, they were already exhausted.

In an instant, several people looked at Lai Yu with a little more respect.

The atmosphere relaxed, and they looked eagerly at the key held in Ye Qiubai's hand.

Ye Qiubai was still obsessed with the heat of the key, and didn't realize that he was being stared at.

Lai Yu stretched out his hand, flicked Ye Qiubai's forehead, and said, "Child, what are you thinking? Go and open the door."

"Hmm!" Ye Qiubai covered his head, looked at Lai Yu in surprise, and stammered, "You, what did you say?"

Lai Yu stroked his beard, turned his eyes, raised the corners of his mouth again, and stretched out his hand to pat Ye Qiubai's butt. The part of the white clothes that hadn't been stained with black stains left a mark after all.

Lai Yu pressed Ye Qiubai's soft buttocks, pushed him to the door, and said with a smile: "I said, kid, go and open the door."

After talking and touching, Lai Yu closed his hands contentedly, trotted down the stairs, and said: "Take a good rest."

Ye Qiubai opened the door with his back to the crowd, but he didn't dare to turn his head, because his face was already blushing from the heat.

The temper that had been tense for many years collapsed because of Lai Yu.

The few attendants behind him suppressed their smiles, and couldn't take their eyes off the palm print on Ye Qiubai's lower robe.

When the door opened, everyone tacitly avoided Ye Qiubai's face and hurriedly packed their luggage.

Ye Qiubai was in a room by himself, and after closing the door, he sighed softly and muttered to himself: "It's a coincidence, it's impossible, he's definitely not..."

In the corridor, Lai Yu felt refreshed and went down the stairs whistling.

When he saw Mr. San Dao at the entrance of the corridor, the whistle stopped abruptly, Lai Yu suppressed his smile, and waited silently for San Dao to speak.

Three hands stood behind their backs, sighed heavily towards Lai Yu, pointed to the second floor with skinny fingers, and said sharply: "Our inn does not support idlers."

Lai Yu didn't reply, and looked at San Dao's worn-out shoes with some erratic eyes.

San Dao stomped their feet angrily, forcing Lai Yu to look away, and said in a more serious tone: "We don't accept tigers and wolves at our inn!"

Lai Yu raised his eyes, looked at San Dao suddenly, and said with a little displeasure: "He saved me, so it's fine if I stay with him for a few days."

"Oh!" Sandao stared, "It's been so many years, this is the first time I heard that you still need help."

After hearing this, Lai Yu turned a smiling face: "It's been so many years, this is the first time I heard you praise me."

"Don't make a playful face with me!" The gentleman is still serious, "No one knows about this barren land, why the person on the throne sent someone here, you should pay attention."

"That's why I kept him here." Lai Yu smiled unabated, his eyes brightened a lot.

After hearing what Lai Yu said, Sandao paused, his tense expression relaxed a lot, and his tone softened: "You have always done things well, but it's just that you are too emotional. This time, it's better to be careful."

"Don't worry." Lai Yu stretched out his hand and patted San Dao's shoulder. Unable to withstand Lai Yu's strength, San Dao knelt forward a few times, his spine bent over.

Glancing at Lai Yu, San Dao stood with his hands behind his back, straightened his waist again, and was at the same height as Lai Yu again.

"Fix the backyard quickly, or that thing will come again." San Dao walked away and said by the way.

"Next time he comes again, I'll take his skin off." Lai Yu shouted angrily at the back of Sandao.

San Dao didn't answer, and wandered to the backyard.

This afternoon, the inn didn't stop at all, and the walls were repaired until it was dark.

There were no pigs or vegetables in the store, so Ding Xi baked a few pancakes for everyone to eat. The pancakes were dry and had no oil or water, and even the water was hard to swallow.

A few of them gathered together for two tables and dealt with them casually.

San Dao watched the sky, and deliberately announced loudly on the table that the wind and sand will stop tomorrow, and people can buy or leave.Three mouths were straight and vicious, and they babbled again, why the inn doesn't keep white guests, the wind and sand will stop tomorrow, what's the purpose of those who don't leave?

Even though he chatted with Lai Yu, San Dao was still worried and had to tear his face apart.

Thanks to Ye Qiubai's good temper, he suppressed the group of them so they didn't work, and broke up after a meal.

The inn fell into dead silence again.

But the outside of the house couldn't stop, the wind blowing sand kept beating against the thick walls, wearing away the ear walls with a sound.

In the empty and barren desert, the inn is particularly lonely.

"Qiubai, it's past ugly time, you should be fine tonight, go to bed early." Zhan Hong stood up from his chair and looked at Ye Qiubai who was leaning on the window sill.

After taking off his white clothes, Ye Qiubai changed into black clothes, trying to blend in with the night.

It was already late at night, Ye Qiubai's eyes didn't feel sleepy at all, and his eyes were fixed on the scattered scrolls.

In the dark night swept by the strong wind, there is no cloud, and the moonlight is so clear that even if the lamp is not lit, it can be seen clearly.

In the picture scroll is a face with clear eyebrows, sharp edges and corners, with a smile on the corners of the eyes, friendly and heroic, just looking at the portrait will impress people in their hearts.

Signed at the end of the cursive, inscribed with a few flying characters - General Xiao Zhan.

Looking carefully, beside the big characters, there is a line of very new ink, and the handwriting is beautiful and small.Ye Qiubai was staring at this line of small characters, and murmured the words above: "A Shu."

"I'm not sleepy, you go to bed first." Ye Qiubai pulled away from the painting, replied to Zhan Hong in a low voice, and turned his gaze to the small tile-roofed house not far away.

The room is quiet, only the traces of the wind passing by.

Zhan Hong sighed lightly, and sat back down again, this little boy was not asleep, how could he relax.

Ye Qiubai is young, but he is extraordinarily calm and speaks very little, it is difficult for outsiders to spy on his mind, and it is also difficult to tell him his thoughts.

After a while of silence, Zhan Hongzheng's sleepy eyelids clenched, the window creaked suddenly, and Ye Qiubai disappeared through the window.

Immediately, Zhan Hong lost all sleepiness and was afraid of disturbing others, so he tiptoed to the window and looked out.

In the dark night, figures one after the other jumped out of the newly repaired wall until they completely disappeared in the wind and sand.

Estimated that he would not be able to catch up, Zhan Hong could only stand at the window anxiously, and slapped himself angrily.

☆、The case of mass destruction without tail 4

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