What's wrong with my mother adding special effects to my wife?

To go down or not to go down, that is the question.

Although that voice sounds very similar to Xiao Fangdao, she is unlikely to appear here at this time. In case the voice of the robber happens to be similar to it, or she hears it wrong for a while, the story of Little Red Riding Hood will be staged soon .

Holding the hem of her coat on her knees, she decided to hold back, as long as she pretended not to hear, the danger would not exist.

The ostrich behavior of deception.

The other party actually waited patiently for a while, but Xu Cuilu didn't come out for a long time, and the door curtain was finally lifted.

Those pupils that were as black as Mo Qilin's fur looked into hers.

"..."

It's really her.

"Asleep?" Xiao Fangdao raised one arm and stretched forward, as if to pick someone up and get off the car.

Xu Chuilu had too many doubts - when did she appear?Why park your car here?Where did the original coachman go?

But Xiao Fangdao's expression and movements created an atmosphere that everything was normal and as it should be, making her feel that her doubts were all fuss.

She shook her head and jumped out of the carriage with the other's arm.

"Thank you Zong—"

"This is a busy city, you want to let everyone know who you are and me?"

Xu Chuilu immediately covered her mouth.

Xiao Fangdao stared at her face for a while, and commented: "It's much more pleasing to the eye than last night."

...It's not appropriate to say such ambiguous words on the street, suzerain?

Xu Chuilu also looked at her politely, and found that she was still wearing the clothes of last night, and there was still a bit of fierceness in her eyes that had not disappeared, probably because she hadn't slept all night.

Okay, it's normal for people who stay up late to do some amazing things.After all, before she became a freelancer, she often had to catch the subway to go to work the next day after staying up all night. When she was dizzy by the piled crowd, she wanted to destroy the world very much.

"I didn't expect you to be so greedy."

Xiao Fangdao handed the reins to the waiter at the entrance of the restaurant, and stroked the white hair between Mo Qilin's black ears before he was taken away.

"?"

What are you doing?Do you start to despise others for not being pure-hearted if you wear clothes that are pure-hearted and ascetic?

"I originally planned to give you these carriages as a return gift, but now it seems that you can't bear it alone."

"what."

It turned out that Xiao Fangdao wanted her to redeem the prize with that pearl, so why did she want to change the carriage?Does she look like the kind of person who can't walk without a mobility device?

"I'm going to Lianyi Mountain Villa in the future, so I can't walk on foot. I thought you're not very smart, and you won't get much benefit from Ruan Xunxiang, but I didn't expect..." She chuckled meaningfully, "Really? Thank you for saving a lot of money on this trip."

Therefore, she can be regarded as generating extra income for the Unfeeling Sect, Xiao Fangdao is satisfied, right?

Xu Chuilu said modestly: "It's nothing, I'm afraid these carriages won't come in handy."

"Do you think that warriors can use light skills for short distances, but horses for long distances?"

"Is not it?"

"The internal strength of an ordinary person can last a few miles at most, and it may not be faster than an ordinary horse. But a long journey, riding a horse is also very energy-intensive. Many times, the horse is exhausted in the wild, and the post station is in the town. Dilemma, it will take a lot of time .”

Right.

"Besides, it's not easy to dress lightly while riding a horse, and you have to always be on the lookout for the enemy's backstabbing. Although the car has many disadvantages, it is much more convenient than the 'martial arts' method you imagined."

"I see."

Xu Chuilu nodded as if pecking rice: Very good, thanks to the ancient car-making technology, she doesn't have to learn to ride a horse for the time being.

"However..." Xiao Fangdao hesitated to speak, "Let's eat first."

Only then did she realize that the two of them had been standing at the door of this restaurant for a while, blocking the way for others to sacrifice to the Wu Zang Temple.

Due to Xiao Fangdao's cold and stern temperament, the waiter, who had been afraid to speak out to remind him, hurriedly welcomed the two of them in.

The name of this shop is "Bu Po Lou". At first, Xu Chuilu thought it was a humble resignation of the shop owner, and it was meant to be simple and sincere, but as soon as she was seated, she understood what "Bu Po" really meant.

In addition to the basic furnishings required for restaurants, there is no redundant decoration in the store. The tables and chairs are all made of hard red sandalwood, and the load-bearing and hardness are very appalling. In addition, the chopsticks are silver chopsticks, the bowls are iron bowls, and the pots are Copper kettle, tea is cold tea.

Xu Chuilu felt that the shopkeeper must have experienced a lot of troubles.

They sat down in a relatively secluded corner, and Xiao Fang threw the saber and sword at the corner of the table.

"You're right. People here are all from the Jianghu. During the banquet, there are often diners who say something wrong, so the dishes, chopsticks, tables and chairs are not exquisite and beautiful, and the most important is sturdiness." Xiao Fangdao poured it for himself. A cup of cold tea, "and not even hot tea, after all, hot water may become a sharp weapon to hurt people."

"..."

Then why do you have to come here?Does she want to watch people fight or does she want to hit people?

The waiter stood by and asked with a smile, "What do you two ladies want to eat?"

Xu Chuilu didn't dare to answer this address, and held a cup of tea with a guilty conscience.

Xiao Fangdao casually mentioned the names of a few dishes, and after the waiter memorized them one by one, he looked at Xu Chuilu: "You're not picky about food, are you?"

"Hmm."

How dare you be picky when you are treated.

The waiter asked again: "Does the guest officer have any taboos?"

"No."

"No need to add sugar."

The two spoke at the same time.

Xu Chuilu: I really take care of myself well.

The waiter nodded in response, turned around and went to the next table.

The process of waiting for the food to be served was already suffering, but when Xiao Fangdao was eating at the same table, the suffering was doubled.

Xu Chuilu could only drink water.

Seeing that the copper pot was about to be empty, Xiao Fangdao stretched out his hand to hold the mouth of the pot.

"Why are you still so restrained outside?" She smiled, "If I invite you to dinner, I must invite you to eat people."

"I just can't figure it out, why did you suddenly rob me—and bring me here?"

"It's so convenient."

Um?Isn't it more troublesome to say hello and make an appointment than halfway carjacking?

"You don't know anything about Jianghu affairs, and you can't go far. This time I can show you a lot of knowledge." Xiao put a knife and chopsticks, "Perhaps after you understand my sincerity, you can tell me more about your affairs."

Xu Chuilu was wondering why she took the chopsticks, when the waiter brought up a plate of beef.

How could this guy predict the movement route of others?

"Which character in the hall are you interested in, point it out to me, and I will tell you to listen."

Xu Chuilu regained his spirits.

In fact, just now she has been restraining her curiosity about the diners around. Their costumes and weapons are different from ordinary people, and they seem to have a story, but in order not to expose her ignorance and fear of causing some trouble, she dare not reveal anything .

Since Xiao Fangdao suddenly became interested in being her tour guide today...

"That man looks young, why does he have a white beard? Is the stone in his hand a weapon?"

"This person is from the White Stone Sect. The internal strength they practice will make their beard white. The lighter the beard color, the higher the cultivation level. Judging by his age, he can be regarded as a leader among his peers. And the stone is a piece of white emerald. It is a token of Baishimen."

Xu Chuilu admired secretly, and pointed to a woman on the table next to the man: "This girl has an elegant demeanor and an extraordinary bearing, and she is holding a jade flute. She must be from a famous family, right?"

Xiao Fangdao nodded: "That's right, she is a disciple of the Zhufeng Sect, one of the four major sects of the Wulin League. Most people in the Zhufeng Sect use musical instruments as weapons, which is very elegant."

Xu Chuilu's mind came up with the beautiful scene of beauties with long hair fluttering in the film and television drama playing the piano and performing kung fu in the sky, and he couldn't help feeling a little envious in his heart.

So Xiao Fangdao added viciously: "However, the Zhufeng faction is in the coffin business. I heard that if you get closer to them, you can smell the corpse of the dead."

She flicked her chopsticks.

"..."

"Don't worry, we're sitting here, the smell won't come through."

Xu Chuilu changed the question: "Then who is the best martial artist in this shop?"

The other party raised an eyebrow.

"Uh...except you."

Xiao Fangdao said without hesitation, "It's the waiter who served the food just now."

Xu Chuilu's eyes widened: the expert is actually the shop waiter.

"He has profound internal skills, and he hears and sees everything in the hall, including the conversation between you and me now."

"Isn't that..."

"His ears are a filter. A wise man keeps what should be kept and discards what should not be kept."

Soon, there was a plate of peanuts on the table of the two, which was specially given by the waiter.

Seeing that Xiao Fangdao hadn't eaten a few mouthfuls, Xu Chuilu thought it was because she had too many problems to stop her from eating, so she ate quietly for a while, but the other party still didn't move, just looked at her quietly and strangely—as if it wasn't her, It was looking behind her.

She turned her head following Xiao Fangdao's gaze, and found a young man dressed up with a righteous face looking towards them.

With a serious expression and a tense posture, it seems that he will draw his sword in the next moment.

Xu Chuilu was about to put down the chopsticks, but Xiao Fangdao pressed her hand and said softly, "Continue to eat."

"..."

It's hard to go on.

Because the young man had already walked over, and although he wasn't aggressive, he didn't look like he was going to have a friendly exchange.

He was born very tall, but he had an upright and youthful air that didn't match his figure, so he stood stiffly in front of the table for the two of them, blocking most of the light immediately.

His eyes paused on Xiao Fangdao's sword for a while, and then moved to its owner: "You—"

Xiao Fangdao's hand had just been withdrawn from Xu Chuilu's, and it was resting stretched on the table.

"Are you...Xiao, Xiao Fangdao?"

Xu Chuilu was a little surprised. It stands to reason that no one would associate her with the devil when she was dressed like this, but this young man obviously didn't know "Xiao Fangdao", but he recognized her identity.

Dare to use this half-baked tone to question the Patriarch of the Unfeeling Sect, the little brother obviously has not experienced the beatings of the Demon Sect.

"No."

She spit out two words indifferently.

The young man didn't seem to expect that the other party would directly deny it, and pointed to the sword on the corner of the table in surprise and anger: "But you——this sword is the sword of anger."

"Imitation."

Open your eyes and speak nonsense.

The corners of Xu Chuilu's eyes twitched—what kind of arrogant sword name is "Show Fu"?

"..."

The young man was stunned for a moment, but his tone slowed down a bit: "Then are you a disciple of the Unfeeling Sect?"

Xiao Fangdao nodded.

"This girl too?" He looked at Xu Chuilu.

Xiao Fangdao shook his head.

Xu Chuilu: Suddenly expelled from the clan.

"Girl, you must not be deceived by the people in the devil's door and go astray." The young man was heartbroken.

Xiao Fangdao remained silent, meaning to let Xu Chuilu answer.

"Thank you for reminding me. But...Young Xia, you only give your opinion without explaining the reason, which is really not convincing. Compared with a stranger's presumptuous warning, I am still more willing to believe my friend."

The young man started to be dazed again, and said after a long time: "Okay, I don't care about you. Can you tell me where Xiao Fangdao is?"

"What if I say no?" Xu Chuilu probed in a low voice.

After being choked several times in a row, he also became annoyed, staring at the food on the table and said viciously: "Then you don't have to eat this meal."

Xu Chuilu was shocked by his intimidating speech, and quickly put the bowl in her arms.

With a clanging sound, the young man drew his sword angrily.

...Oh, it turned out that they wanted to fight, not grab food.

The author has something to say: I decided to try to update at nine o'clock in the evening in the future!

However today it timed out again (