instant fame

When dusk fell and the distance to Wanmei Villa was only a few feet away, Gu Xiang lifted the curtain of the carriage and said, "Stop, let's find an inn tonight, there is no need to go to Wanmei Villa."

The groom of the palace hesitated and said, "But His Royal Highness..."

Lying in the carriage, Gong Jiu was sweating continuously on his forehead, and his long black hair was scattered everywhere, making his face even paler.The strong medicinal fragrance emanated from the inside, and the groom suffocated after smelling it, and thanks to the great master, he was able to stay inside for so long without changing his face.

Little did he know that Gu Xiang had closed his sense of smell long ago, so he almost entered the state of fetal breathing, so he seemed calmer than others.

"Wanmei Villa doesn't see guests after dusk, we will spend the night nearby tonight."

Gu Xiang's words immediately made other people understand, but the people in the palace naturally don't think highly of people in the martial arts world, and immediately a follower said: "Your Excellency is a great master, why bother to look at Ximen Chuuxue's face? I will not refuse to help the eldest son of the Taiping Palace, and our prince will prepare a lot of gifts afterwards."

Eyelids drooped, Gu Xiang's eloquent aura changed, it was cold and uncompromising, "If Ximen Chuuxue didn't want to save him, I wouldn't say a word, life and death are fate, and it depends on his fate."

The entourage was taken aback, and secretly cursed Ximen Chuuxue for what the hell was going on, that even the eldest son could not save him if he wanted to.

Gu Xiang thought to himself, if Ximen Chuuxue is just the master of Wanmei Villa, it's okay, after all, his swordsmanship has not yet reached its peak.But... behind Ximen Chuuxue there is a Jade Rakshasa, if you don't give Ximen Chuuxue face, you don't give Jade Raksha face.

I can't afford to offend the person who accuses me.

Originally, according to Gong Jiu's extravagant habits, at least the whole place to live should be covered, but now Gong Jiu bears the title of Prince Taiping's son, and if he wants to make a high profile, he has to see if the emperor in the capital will make trouble.Found an inn on the small road passing through the town, Gu Xiang got off the carriage, and when he first stepped into this extremely simple inn, his footsteps paused slightly.

It seemed to smell a strange but familiar fragrance.

He looked sideways, and saw that the accountant at the counter was flicking his abacus honestly, and there was the sound of stewing soup coming from the kitchen behind the curtain, everything seemed normal.

Seeing that many guests were coming, the lady proprietress walked over with her charm still intact, and greeted the guests with a handkerchief in her hand, saying: "I am the lady proprietress of this inn, this guest officer, how many rooms do you want?"

Just as Gu Xiang was about to answer, one of Gong Jiu's personal attendants was about to cry outside.

"Gu... Young Master Gu, we dare not hug Master."

"I tapped his fainting point, he is unconscious now, just hug him."

Gu Xiang couldn't laugh or cry, turned around and pointed to Gong Jiu who was sleeping very peacefully in the carriage.The attendants who did not have such a heavy responsibility immediately patted each other on the shoulder, and they all evacuated from the carriage unconscionably, while the maid covered her lips and smiled, her worries for half a month disappeared without a trace, and she easily went to find the toilet items and clothes that His Royal Highness usually used .

We will be able to arrive at Wanmei Villa tomorrow.

"Six rooms, stay for one night." Gu Xiang didn't feel sorry for spending Gong Jiu's money at all. When the servant heard that he could get the same treatment as his master, he couldn't help but look at Gu Xiang gratefully.

"No problem, sir, please go upstairs."

The proprietress giggled and accepted the deposit in advance in a good mood.

Gu Xiang, who was following the proprietress, took a special look at her steps and made sure that there was no sign of martial arts practice, so he walked to the third floor with peace of mind.There are two rooms on the second floor where maidservants live. Both Gong Jiu and Gu Xiang's rooms are on the third floor. Just to be on the safe side, two servants take turns to watch the night on Gong Jiu's side, while Gu Xiang's room is arranged next to him.

The superior room has a large space, but the slightly damp smell makes it feel a bit cold. Gu Xiang waited for the maid to change the bed and quilt for him, nodded in satisfaction, and then went down to eat.

At this time, Gong Jiu almost woke up from his lethargy, leaning against the table limply, with listlessness under his eyelids.The madness caused his tendons to be clogged with true qi, and his blood qi was not smooth. Not to mention the use of force, even walking became a problem.

Regarding what happened to him, Gu Xiang's sympathy had long since been worn away by the situation along the way.Moved the dish containing the dishes to Gong Jiu, and he forced the chopsticks into his hands, "Don't be picky eaters, go to rest after eating."

Gong Jiu looked at the dish, and disgust flashed in his eyes.

"I do not want to eat."

As if Gu Xiang didn't hear his voice, he began to eat gracefully.Seeing that he completely ignored her, Gong Jiu was blocked by the faint feeling of wanting to complain, and she couldn't help showing sadness on her face.

"Ah ring."

"puff--"

It was not Gu Xiang who was as calm as before, but the servants at a table in the corner who sprayed the rice.

Finding Gong Jiu's gaze dangerously aimed at him, the servant shrank his shoulders wanting to cry but felt that the future was gloomy.Who knew that the son would call that great master like that, I couldn't help but want to laugh.

The proprietress leaned against the counter and watched the excitement for a while, seeing Gong Jiu constantly fiddle with the dishes, she didn't want to swallow her mouth anyway.She brought a pot of Nurhong from the side, and walked over with a smile, "My lord, we have stewed a big pot of broth in the kitchen today, and it is the freshest. Do you want to come and taste it?"

Gong Jiu put down the chopsticks, and said in boredom, "Send it up?"

Gu Xiang patted Gong Jiu's hand away towards the drink with a blank expression, and her daughter Hong threw it away, and landed firmly on the servant's table.

This scene made the proprietress's pupils shrink slightly, and her smile became more flattering, "The master! Serve the soup to the guests!" Hearing the proprietress' summons, the master who had been chopping meat in the kitchen came out, his hands were stained with freshly washed There is a bowl of broth with chopped green onions on the left and right.

For the sake of washing his hands, Gong Jiu reluctantly took a sip.

The meat was stewed with great care, and the soup was very refreshing, but his movements of lowering his head to drink the soup were imperceptibly stagnant.The weird smile on his lips disappeared quickly, and when Gong Jiu raised his head again, there was no abnormality, and he even pushed the other bowl towards Gu Xiang, "Ah Xiang, come and taste it, it tastes good."

Upon hearing Gong Jiu's praise, the proprietress also said enthusiastically: "This is the unique taste of our inn, and it is not so authentic in other places."

Gu Xiang twitched the corner of his mouth, what happened to Gong Jiu?Is it that delicious?

Picking up the spoon, he pushed aside the scallions floating on the soup, scooped up a meatball and bit it off.Bajibaji, cheeks moved slightly, Gu Xiang nodded expressionlessly, "It tastes good."

It can be prepared with so many kinds of seasonings, this soup is really very careful.

"Hahaha!"

Gong Jiu couldn't help laughing out loud when he heard his words, which made the servants all show terrified expressions.Their moods are divided into two groups: "Why does the moody prince laugh", and "Why does the perennially indifferent Ninth Prince subvert his image like this"?

After closing the weird smile, Gong Jiu stared at the proprietress with a stiff face, and said playfully, "Eat more if it tastes good, human flesh is rare."

In an instant, there was chaos in the store, and the other servants who had eaten the broth all vomited out.

Except for Gong Jiu, who didn't care at all, only Gu Xiang calmly wiped his lips with a handkerchief, and said to the proprietress, "Thank you for your hospitality." When he finished speaking, the proprietress' expression froze completely, as if It was like seeing a ghost.In the eyes of the proprietress, this man is more terrifying than the other men in white.

Even when he was tasting human flesh, he was able to have no special reaction at all.

It's like it's indistinguishable from pork...

Not only the proprietress took a few steps back in fright, even Gong Jiu looked at Gu Xiang in surprise.

"Why didn't you respond?"

"Isn't it just human flesh? Why do you bother to panic?" Gu Xiang's expression was unwavering, his stomach was churning in real pretense, and he still didn't care about anything on the surface.However, his being so calm is not all due to his stronger psychological endurance than the ancients, but...

After making a note of Gong Jiu, he said with deep vengeance: "I have eaten that taste a long time ago."

Gong Jiu: "..."

With a snap, the chopsticks fell into his hands.

The landlady's face was numb, and the fingers holding the handkerchief trembled.

The sound of vomiting on the side became more intense, and the maidservants turned pale with fright, while the slightly stronger follower had tears in his eyes, and shouted from the bottom of his heart: "Who are we following?"

The cultivation base of the great master is not to display attractive things, and the people who clean up a few black shops are not a problem at all.This time, there was no mercy, and those who dared to use human flesh to deceive them did not need to forgive, and all of them were sent to Santuchuan to be with those who died in vain.After finishing all this, he started to settle accounts with Gong Jiuqiu.

Gong Jiu immediately pretended to be dead and lay down on the table, looking like a sickly noble son.

Gu Xiang couldn't do anything even if he wanted to, so he could only stare at him coldly, "I'll be at Wanmei Villa tomorrow, if you recover from your wounds, get out of here and return to Prince Taiping's mansion. King Taiping is very worried about your situation."

Gong Jiu didn't speak, it was acquiescence.

The next day, when they boarded the carriage again and left the inn, Gong Jiu remembered what happened last night, and asked curiously: "Could it be that you lied to her? Otherwise, how could you have eaten human flesh?"

His Royal Highness, who would dare to give him this kind of food.

Gu Xiang leaned against a corner of the carriage, feeling the vibration of the carriage, while his hands subconsciously stroked his arms.This action made Gong Jiu's eyes narrow, and he pulled off Gu Xiang's left sleeve without hesitation.However, contrary to Gong Jiu's expectations, the arm was smooth, and no scars could be found.

"You..." Gong Jiu became unsure.

Gu Xiang gave a low laugh and folded his sleeves, "The wound healed very early."

Shijueguan is a place dedicated to driving crazy people.

As the saying goes-

If you don't become a fairy, you will go crazy.