chemical canal

Yin Xuanjing drove Shen Shuyu to a very ordinary Chinese restaurant, the decoration is very simple, although there is no high-end layout, it is very clean, and there is a screen between each table in it. Also very quiet feeling.

"Wait a minute..." After the dishes were served, Yin Xuanjing picked up the rice bowl and was about to start eating, but was stopped by Shen Shuyu.

Yin Xuanjing looked up at the person who stopped him from eating with puzzlement. Although he didn't feel very hungry before, he was really hungry now looking at the hot dishes on the table.

Shen Shuyu directly ignored Yin Xuanjing's intentionally pitiful little expression, picked up an empty bowl and scooped two big spoonfuls of soup into it: "Drink a bowl of soup before eating, it's not good for your stomach if you've been hungry for so long good."

In an instant, the person next door changed from the pitiful appearance to the warmed kitten posture.

Shen Shuyu smiled, and took a bite of a shiitake mushroom ball for himself: Well, it's delicious!After all, when you are in a good mood, your appetite also improves.

Yin Xuanjing naturally also saw Shen Shuyu's good mood, so he also felt comfortable with the whole person. After taking a bite of the meal with his chopsticks, he also put a ball like someone in his mouth and happily ate the meal. The next second, he was so frightened by someone's words that he almost spit out the contents of his mouth: "Ahem..."

"Yin Xuanjing, do you have to react so strongly? Didn't I just ask you if you have been to the VIP hotel in Zihuang Palace?" Shen Shuyu sipped the tea in his hand gracefully, ignoring Yin Xuanjing's coughing.

Yin Xuanjing tried hard to restrain the violent coughing factor in his body, picked up the teacup at hand and took a sip to suppress his shock: "Why did you suddenly ask this?"

"You answer me first, have you ever been there?" Shen Shuyu put his left hand on his chin and gently stroked the edge of the teacup with his right, his voice calm without any fluctuation.

But because of this, Yin Xuanjing felt Shen Shuyu's terror even more at the moment, and suddenly felt a feeling of being chopped up by his own wife.

"If you don't answer, then you have been there!"

Seeing Shen Shuyu glance at Yin Xuanjing, he couldn't tell the guilt: "Go...be..."

"I've been there before, why are you so coy?" Shen Shuyu lifted the teapot and filled Yin Xuanjing's half-empty cup: "I won't laugh at you, at worst, I will hide it from your wife for you in the future. Come on." Why did Nima want to be angry all of a sudden!

Seeing Shen Shuyu's smiling face, Yin Xuanjing felt more and more horrified, and was about to explain that he was just going to work when he heard Shen Shuyu seemingly inadvertently added: "I almost forgot that your future daughter-in-law may also be Where is my cousin! Yin Xuanjing, do you think I will help you or help her?"

"Shuyu, I was wrong..." Yin Xuanjing was completely defeated, but this attitude was another matter in Shen Shuyu's eyes.

"Yeah, you're scared when it comes to my cousin? It seems that you absolutely love her!" Shen Shuyu looked at someone with raised eyebrows, and anyone could feel the flames around him.

Yin Xuanjing's teeth itch with hatred, damn it has something to do with that girl!But it's a pity that he didn't dare to attack again, after all, he still remembered Shen Shuyu's kick back then.

"You see, I was so busy talking that I almost forgot that you haven't eaten yet!" Shen Shuyu put on a smile in one second and put a big chicken leg on Yin Xuanjing himself: "Come on, eat more, eat We'll talk when we're done."

Then Yin Xuanjing watched Shen Shuyu pick up vegetables in his bowl again and again, until the dishes in front of him were piled up in a stack before Shen Shuyu stopped, and stared at him with a second-killing look: "Eat!" Ah, why are you looking at me? Is it possible that I will be full after eating?"

Yes, I'm afraid you don't want to.Yin Xuanjing silently replied in his heart, but the cruel reality still forced him to take up his own rice bowl and swallow it mouthful under Shen Shuyu's gaze. He finally knew what it meant to be tasteless and hard to swallow.

This weird atmosphere was maintained until the two of them returned to Yin Xuanjing's apartment, and it was still not relieved, because Shen Shuyu went straight into his bedroom as soon as he arrived, without giving Yin Xuanjing a chance to speak.

"Hey..." Yin Xuanjing sighed helplessly.

"Master Shen, what's the matter?" Yin Ren opened the door of the study just in time to see the scene where Shen Shuyu entered the room and Yin Xuanjing sighed.

Yin Xuanjing reached out and rubbed his brows, walked into the study, picked up the rimless glasses on the desk, put them on, and immediately transformed into a domineering president Fan.

As soon as Shen Shuyu closed the door, he went straight to the bathroom to take a shower, then fell down on the bed, covered his head with the quilt, and shouted as if venting: "Ah—" After shouting, he felt a little relieved, and then he went to bed. He poked his head out of the quilt and stared blankly at the ceiling in a daze.

Shen Shuyu knew that his mood was a little unstable, and he felt a burst of anger inexplicably during the meal. Although it was not big, it was obvious that he had angered Yin Xuanjing.But what was even worse was that on the way back, he could almost feel that he was about to explode. He was afraid that Yin Xuanjing would be shot innocently again, so he returned to the room in a hurry to isolate the people outside.

Although he had similar emotional ups and downs in the past, he had never been as irritable as today. Even if he washed his whole body with icy cold water just now, he couldn't calm down completely. There were noisy voices circulating in his ears. Unclear, the chaotic stream of chirping stimulated his hearing.

Shen Shuyu tried to pick up the corner of the quilt and cover his head, but his symptoms couldn't be alleviated, causing him to frown. There were even scenes of drunkenness, feasting, singing and dancing... the collision of wine glasses, the tension in the world Laughing...everything made his headache worse.

"Shu Yu hurry up if we don't leave, we will fall behind." The voice that suddenly came to his ears made Shen Shuyu calm down. What was strange was that he also found that the magic voices that had been haunting him had also disappeared.

"Shu Yu hurry up!" The voice sounded again.

Only then did Shen Shuyu open his eyes, but when he found himself on a bench at the entrance of a scenic spot in an ancient town, he was completely dazed: "What's going on here?" Shouldn't he be in Yin Xuanjing's apartment? ?

"Where is Shuyu Haozi calling us?" Shen Shuyu realized that Zhang Zheliang was standing beside him when he heard the urging voice for the third time. He was carrying a backpack on his back and another hanging on his chest.

"Where are we?" Shen Shuyu reached out to take the backpack on Zhang Zheliang's chest and carried it on his back, because it was his bag.

Who knew that Zhang Zheliang immediately touched Shen Shuyu's forehead when he heard Shen Shuyu's question, and said, "Shuyu, what's the matter with you? How come you become stupid just sitting down and tying a shoelace?"

Hearing what Zhang Zheliang said, Shen Shuyu looked down at the white sneakers on his feet, and indeed the laces on his right foot had just been re-tied.

"Luoyou Town! Didn't you say you wanted to come to the ancient town here? Why did you ask me when you arrived?" Zhang Zheliang looked at Shen Shuyu full of puzzlement. After looking at Xiaobai's appearance, he began to ask worriedly: "Shuyu, are you suffering from heat stroke? If you feel uncomfortable, you must say it!"

Although Shen Shuyu was still not clear, when he looked up and saw the tall plaque in front of the gate of the ancient town, he still chose to show a 'safe and fine' smile: "I'm not trying to test whether you know this Luoyou Town three It’s just a traditional Chinese character!”

"Shuyu, are you insulting my IQ?" Shen Shuyu's words made Zhang Zheliang roll his eyes back: "Even if I don't know these words, I know the name of our destination this time, okay?"

Shen Shuyu smiled and didn't answer when he heard the words, but he secretly pinched himself where Zhang Zheliang couldn't see, and then got the same result as he guessed in his heart: no pain, he was in a dream.

After figuring out where they were, Shen Shuyu and Zhang Zheliang quickly caught up with Haozi, who was running in front and queuing up with three tickets, so the three met and obediently waited for the tickets to be checked.

Shen Shuyu's first feeling after entering the ancient town after ticket checking was that it was different from any ancient town he had been to before. It stands to reason that there should be a lot of people queuing up at the front entrance, but it should be very lively inside. The scene can almost be described as depression.

"Why is it so messy here?"

"Why are those people in front missing?"

Facing the chaotic scene, Zhang Zheliang and Haozi both sighed at the same time. Because Shen Shuyu knew that he was in a dream, he basically ignored the two people around him and began to observe the surrounding environment by himself.

They are now at the gate of a courtyard, and the reason why the three of them frowned at the same time is because the courtyard looks so unbelievable at the moment, just like the one in an ancient costume TV series after it was emptied by the bandits. Bandit Den.

All the doors and windows were ajar, tattered and crumbling, as if if a gust of wind blows by, they would fall to the ground and shatter.The roof covered with blue bricks and tiles is also full of holes as if trampled by a thief with deep internal strength, and the large courtyard in the middle of the courtyard is full of sparse rice firewood, some whole handfuls and some. In short, they lay there quietly with the broken tiles and the remains of wooden doors and windows...

"I'm sure the managers here watch too many martial arts movies on weekdays." Haozi sighed while "tsk tsk" was amazed.

"Why don't you say that they actually want to live in a bandit den?" Zhang Zheliang took a sip from the water bottle and answered.