Alternative Rival

Lin Jian was about to go out when Zhao Qingge dragged her back.

Lin Jian: "Hey——"

This time even his mouth was covered, Zhao Qingge turned his ear to listen to the movement outside, Lin Jian pulled her hand down, and listened carefully, very light and small, the door of the inn was blown open by the wind , and then someone came in, and when Xiaoer quickly stood up, there was a creaking sound of the stool feet rubbing against the ground, and a hospitable greeting: "Guest—are you staying or eating? For eating, the master has already been unloaded, and the small shop is no longer Served."

"Revisit the old place, just come in and take a look, brother, sit down and don't worry about me."

"Okay, why don't you take a look?"

"No, I'm still busy, so I have to leave soon."

"Guests do as they please."

The tone of that person seemed familiar, but the voice was unfamiliar. Zhao Qingge glanced at Lin Jian, and Lin Jian shook his head, indicating that she couldn't hear it either.It's true, in this unfamiliar place, it's normal that you can't hear it.

The man stayed outside not long before the door was closed again. Zhao Qingge and Lin Jian sneaked back from the backyard and returned to the room.The bed in the guest room is not narrow, 1.5 meters wide, more than enough for two people to sleep side by side, but...

Zhao Qingge took the teapot and cups on the table to the cabinet on the side, "I will sleep on the table at night, and you will sleep on the bed."

Lin Jian squinted at her: "...I mean, are you serious? I won't eat you after sleeping. No one can touch anyone in such a big bed."

"I'm not used to it."

"Then how do you say you're not used to breathing the same air as me?"

"That can't be avoided, and this can."

"Yes, you like to sleep or not, I'm still spacious by myself." Lin Jian shook off the quilt on the bed, spread it flat, threw it on it, and sighed: "Shu Tan, I've eaten sand for more than a month , didn’t have a good night’s sleep.”

"Yeah." Zhao Qingge was a little absent-minded, "Then you can sleep now."

Lin Jian sat up cross-legged: "Hey? Something's wrong, what are you thinking?"

Zhao Qingge rested his chin on his hands, and his eyebrows were wrinkled: "I was thinking about the person who came into the inn just now, and I always felt weird, and there was a very strange feeling."

"Could it be that you're hallucinating?—Where are you going?"

Zhao Qingge stood up suddenly.

"Go downstairs and ask the buddy."

"Then ask yourself, I'll go to bed first, so I won't go with you."

"it is good."

Zhao Qingge adjusted his pace, and walked down the stairs like a weak woman as much as possible. The man was still lying on the table and sleeping soundly, the lamp was like a bean. Zhao Qingge made a little noise on purpose, and the man opened his eyes in a daze. See you here.

"Good night girl, what's the matter?"

"It's nothing. When I was resting upstairs, I heard someone talking below. The tone of that person is very similar to that of an old friend I know well. Can you tell me what that person looks like?"

"It's a woman, very beautiful, very beautiful." The man said several times in a row.

Zhao Qingge's heart tightened suddenly: "What color is her hair?"

The guy scratched the back of his head: "Huh? The light is too dim, I can't see clearly, it seems to be white?"

His vision blurred, and there were only two wide open doors shaking in front of him. Within two seconds, the girl who rushed out just now came back and grabbed his arm, asking forcefully, "Which direction is she going?" of?"

The man reluctantly said: "She closed the door by herself, I didn't see it."

Zhao Qingge stood at the door of the inn, looking around hesitantly, everywhere was the same dark and empty space, and there was no sound of footsteps in the open space.She found a house on a high ground and climbed up. Standing on the roof, she watched the whole town fall into a deep sleep.

The night is like a huge greedy mouth, swallowing all sounds mercilessly.

The world in Zhao Qingge's eyes was constantly spinning, as if the night would swallow her up.

Lin Jian lay sprawled on the bed and slept until the sky was dark and the sun and the moon were dark. Zhao Qingge didn't find it when she came back, but the light stayed on all night. She woke up at four o'clock in the morning wiping her saliva, and found a figure sitting beside the table, squinting. I couldn't see clearly, so I rubbed it vigorously, and after identifying it clearly, I put the quilt over my head, and said, "I said big sister, why did you get up so early?"

"I didn't sleep." Zhao Qingge said, looking down at the teacups that had been placed on the table.

"I said you don't sleep—" Lin Jian raised his voice unconsciously, and immediately suppressed it when he realized it, "Why did you stay awake all night?"

"Look for someone, be in a daze."

"Who are you looking for?"

"Bo Jue."

"Isn't she in the capital?"

"She was outside last night, and that's the one who spoke."

Lin Jian sat up suddenly: "Who did you listen to?"

"The man downstairs, a beautiful woman with silver-white hair, who else is there?" Zhao Qingge picked up the water on the table and poured down half a bottle, as if drinking away his worries, "If I had been earlier yesterday If you go after it, you will definitely catch up."

"No, I said, this." Lin Jian jumped out of bed, ran to the table and sat face to face with her, "Are you crazy about your wife? Women, there are so many beautiful ones in this world. There are also many women. Although there are fewer beautiful women with silver hair, they are not without it. It’s not like you didn’t hear it last night. That voice is not Bo Jue at all. I can’t hear it, can’t you? ?”

Zhao Qingge wanted to defend himself, but after careful consideration, he couldn't defend himself, so he waved his hands and said, "You don't understand, it must be her, and I will pretend to be her voice. Didn't you hear that person say 'revisiting the old place'? There are also pool tiles. engraved words."

"Okay, I admit that what you said is reasonable, but she also said 'I'm busy with something', she must have left overnight last night, let alone sitting all night, even if she sits like a wife-watching stone, it won't help."

"En." Zhao Qingge responded casually, sitting still with his chin in his hands,

"Okay, okay, you go to bed and lie down for a while, I'll sleep on the table for a while, and I have to hurry tomorrow morning, you don't want Jiang Yi to see you look bad, and then nagging and asking you all day." Lin Jian couldn't help but push her back and put her on the bed. I have to say that the last sentence was quite lethal, but Zhao Qingge didn't resist, and fell asleep obediently.

Lin Jian turned off the light, hugged the tablecloth in his arms, yawned and immediately fell asleep.

When the first ray of morning light leaked through the window, Jiang Yi knocked on the door of the two of them on time: "You two girls? Are you awake? Get ready, we should leave after breakfast." The voice paused for a while. A smaller voice came in, "My cousin is already eating downstairs, you better hurry up, or my cousin will be unhappy."

Lin Jian opened the door and thanked him: "Understood, let's go down immediately."

"Then I'll wait for you downstairs." Jiang Yi grinned, showing his small white teeth, and went downstairs briskly.

……

Bo Jue passed by this inn in a hurry last night, and it was very familiar. She went in and took a look, and then left the town overnight. The terminal is automatically charged by light energy, and the single-player games stored in it have been played badly by her over the years. Besides, there is no other use.

While speeding up her journey, she checked the time on the terminal. It happened to be one o'clock in the morning, half an hour before the appointed time, and she had already arrived at the appointed place, a deserted hillside.

She took out an old lollipop that had passed through thousands of years from her carry-on bag, peeled off the wrapper, put it in her mouth, pressed the candy ball on her tongue, and felt the sweet taste of milk.After eating this, there are only two left, so save it, and you can eat the next one next year.

She thinks the saddest thing in ancient times is that you don’t know what eve is today. History will not tell you how many years are left before the ephemeris date. You can only move forward step by step and be ready for the coming changes at any time. .

Bo Jue turned the lollipop in her mouth.

The only thing she can be sure of is that there is still a long time before the coup. She personally sent away the Fuqing branch of the cat clan 20 years ago, while the other cat clan were buried under the crazy harvest of Lone Star.The latest valuable news is that a year ago, the third generation of Lone Stars that were no different from human beings was produced and put into use, and the nobles in the capital just set off an upsurge of Lone Star gladiatorial gambling.

The wind from the nose was mixed with the smell of blood, Bo Jue's ears moved slightly, and the lollipop was rewrapped in a candy wrapper and put in his pocket.

Several tall and straight figures appeared in her line of sight, followed by the "hiss—" ventriloquist signal, Bo Jue appeared, and the thinnest of the several people who came to meet her rushed forward: "Peacock! You want to kill me!"

Bo Jue turned sideways, and the man ran away without accident, with a cynical smile on his thin and thin face, "Long time no see, do you miss me?"

"Comrade Nail," Bo Jue thumped him on the shoulder, "Since you asked the question sincerely, I will tell you mercifully. No, I want to!"

The former member of the second team, Nail, curled his lips and made a mournful expression: "I'm so pitiful."

Bo Jue pointed to the distance: "Here, there is a ruined temple over there. For your pity's sake, I will give you the first seat."

A group of people picked up some dead branches, lit a bonfire and formed a circle in the ruined temple. The firelight reflected each other's faces, and the expressions on everyone's faces were serious and serious.

"Nail" opened his mouth first: "Let me report first. I have been in the southeast for three years, and I have successfully hooked up with several local gentry and local nobles. Apart from eating, drinking and having fun, I just eat, drink and have fun. Stable, the expansion of Lone Star III has basically stagnated.”

The second report said: "I am similar to Nail. I am in the southwest. The southwest is not as stable as the southeast, but the overall situation is okay. The second generation of Lone Star is gradually being eliminated, and there are new third generations constantly replacing it. The fresh blood has been replaced."

The third said: "I've been in the capital all the time. Recently, it seems that some nobles want to raise Lone Star as a private soldier. The House of Lords is discussing it."

At this time, Bo Jue said the first sentence: "This proposal will not be passed. Raising private soldiers means rewriting the program to let Lone Star change the object of loyalty. The project is huge, and the gains outweigh the losses. This kind of thing. Next."

After they finished talking, Bo Jue asked, "Okay, I've figured it out. Do you have any news about the captain?"

Shaking their heads in unison.

"Rest in place for one night. Tomorrow we will go to the town to relax for a day, and we will return to the capital together, and we will act collectively in the future."

"Yes."

Early the next morning, a group of eight people entered the town, and Bo Jue went straight to the inn. He was the same guy from last night. He changed into new clothes today, and he looked very energetic. When he saw Bo Jue, he came up to him: "Guest officer, you are here again."

Bo Jue tilted her head and said with a smile, "Why, you're not welcome? I'm going to pick up some friends."

The guy also laughed: "Where is it, do you want to eat or stay in a hotel this time?"

"You have to eat and stay at the hotel. You first serve four steamed buns and eight bowls of noodles. Divide into two tables. By the way, is there any room available?"

The guy Yile: "Coincidentally, a caravan just checked out this morning. It's really not enough for you to live in. Do you want a room for each of you?"

Bo Jue nodded: "Well, one room per person, you can arrange it, please hurry up for breakfast."

"Okay," the man yelled through the curtain and could be heard from a distance, "Master Liu, four steamed buns, eight bowls of noodles, hurry up."