The enemy has a crush on me

Fortunately, after Qing Ze said that, he didn't intend to pursue it any further. Instead, he remained silent on the way back.

They left Luwei Village and returned to the previous border town.

The innkeeper still had some impressions of the two of them, and greeted them with a smile, looking in a good mood.After paying the rent, Qingze asked a few words, only to find out that the butcher in the town had butchered a new batch of mutton, and the shopkeeper sent cooks to line up early in the morning, and grabbed more than ten catties. What kind of dishes.

Qing Ze looked at the back kitchen——since he stepped into the inn, he smelled a bloody smell.

After hearing what the innkeeper said, he was even more sure that the smell of blood came from the back kitchen.The bloody smell of different meats is slightly different, ordinary people are not very clear about it, but Qingze can distinguish it most clearly: the bloody smell wafting from the back kitchen does not have the smell of ordinary mutton, Instead, it is slightly acidic.

Qing Ze asked: "Can I go in and have a look?"

The shopkeeper's ignorant smile became a little unnatural.He wiped his forehead that was slightly sweating due to puffiness, and looked a little embarrassed: "The back kitchen pickles, guests are forbidden to enter."

Qing Ze nodded and reminded the innkeeper that the two rooms opened for them should be connected together.

The boss laughed again, and said, okay.

His fat and stubby fingers slowly stroked the abacus, holding a brush that was too thin for him, wrote a few strokes on the ledger, and handed Qing Ze two house numbers.

Most people in the town here are pale and thin, and I don't know how he can be so fat. The movements of these ordinary people show a kind of clumsiness and unfamiliarity when he does them.

Qingze took the house number, handed it to Yin Luo, and was about to go upstairs, but Yin Luo, who had been standing behind him without saying a word, asked the shopkeeper: "Why didn't you see Mr. Accountant here, I remember these things. The second time he was doing it."

The shopkeeper wiped the sweat from his forehead again, and said with a smile: "This guest officer has a good memory... That accountant went to a relative far away, so he probably won't come back."

Yin Luo frowned, and was about to ask something more, when Qing Ze suddenly looked at him with a smile, grabbed his wrist, and seemed to think of something: "Brother Ying, didn't you say you have something to say to me? "

Yin is the surname of the royal family, and Qingze changed the homonym, giving him a very familiar look.

The shopkeeper also saw a lot of strange people, and he was not surprised when he saw the two men in front of him acting ambiguously.

Yin Luo looked at his hand being held, and froze for a moment. It wasn't until Qing Ze pulled him up into the room that he realized what had happened.

He said, "I have nothing to say to you..."

"I know," Qing Ze let go of his hand, closed the door, and turned around: "The food in the back kitchen is not mutton."

He recalled for a while, and said: "The last time we came to this town, I heard a vendor mention the butcher in the town. I thought he just used other low-quality minced meat as mutton and gave it a strange name. Now, it seems that it is more than that. There is also the shopkeeper, he looks so guilty, he must have something to do with the butcher, it should be more than just buying some meat."

They were chatting here, when they heard the noise downstairs gradually, they opened the door and stood in the stairwell, holding on to the wooden handrails and looking down, and saw that the originally extremely deserted lobby was full of seats at some point.

The man with the sharp-mouthed monkey cheeks sat on the stool and slapped the wooden table: "Where's my meat! Where's my meat!"

Some dishes were placed on the table next to them one after another, most of them were stir-fries made of unknown wild vegetables, but they were topped with oil made from unknown animal fat, which smelled so fragrant that even the shriveled wild vegetables were tinged. With a shiny oily sheen.On some tables, in addition to the vegetarian dishes, there are small meat stir-fries made by cutting the meat into thin strips and toppings, because they are still steaming because they have just been scooped out of the pot.

Xiao Er ran up to the man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, and said something with a smile to calm the man down.

The inn, which had been deserted for a long time, now looked like it was in full swing.

Qing Ze and Yin Luo looked at each other and went downstairs.

He walked up to the shopkeeper and saw that he was still shaking his plump hands and struggling with the ledger.

"The shopkeeper." Qing Ze said.

The fat shopkeeper raised his head, maybe he didn't exercise too much on weekdays, and even just doing calculations made him sweat profusely from exhaustion.His cheeks were round as if swollen, and his lips were not red, but the same color as his cheeks.

He smiled with difficulty and said, "What do you need, guest officer?"

Qingze asked: "Why is the business so good today?"

The shopkeeper said: "Hey, they are all people who queued up late and didn't get any meat. I bought more this time, so I'll distribute it and sell it to them at a higher price. This group of people, it's just for eating meat. I have saved money for a long time, and now I have no place to spend it, and I can't let go of a ready-made business."

He was a little out of breath after saying this, as if out of breath.

As soon as the conversation on this side finished, a middle-aged man in common clothes walked in.He had patches on his clothes, but he slapped a piece of silver on the table extravagantly.

"Serve the meat for the uncle! If you can't taste the meat, your shop will be smashed!"

The shopkeeper turned to look at him, weighed the piece of broken silver, happily put it into his purse, and said, "Okay, okay, look at it."

The man nodded, and said again: "There is still wine! Come to the altar of the best wine here! If you are not drunk today, you will not return!"

The shopkeeper said, ok ok, the best wine, the best meat.

Yin Luo watched Qing Ze communicate with the shopkeeper for a while, then turned around and looked at the people who were feasting on several plates of fried wild vegetables and "mutton", without blinking their eyes, their hands were folded in their sleeves, and the palms were pinched out by their fingertips A few small bloody crescents.

Qing Ze turned around after asking the question.The back kitchen must be a bit tricky, but he didn't want to startle the snake, so he might as well take a rest tonight, and go directly to the butcher's house tomorrow to deal with the butcher.

He was about to go upstairs, but he felt his clothes being gently pulled.

He turned around and saw Yin Luo looking at him without blinking.

"Song Qingze, save them."

There was a lot of voices around, and Yin Luo didn't want anyone to hear what he said. His voice was extremely soft, and it floated into the air as soon as he uttered it. Only the lip shape of each word was particularly distinct.

Qing Ze saw it clearly, but asked: "What?"

Yin Luo held his hand and trembled slightly. He had always been strong, and he had never begged anyone.He gritted his teeth and showed weakness to Qingze for the first time: "Song Qingze, you are a capable man with powerful magic power. You save them."

Yin Luo was begging him.

Looking at him, Qingze felt that the surroundings were too noisy, so he raised his hand and drew a barrier, and the noisy voices around him disappeared immediately.

I don’t know how weird he is a magician. The enchantment he drew seems to be on a barren mountain peak. Looking down is a sea of ​​clouds, looking up is a boundless sky, and looking forward is a huge, stained with dryness. Looking back, the blood-stained stones are a bottomless darkness that swallows people with just one step forward.

It seems that there is only one person left in the messy world.

Qingze asked: "How do you want me to save them? This is the end of the matter. In the final analysis, it is nothing more than the evil of human nature. The perpetrators of evil are fearless, and those who help evil are ignorant. I have seen too many cruel and disgusting scenes than this. .I know you have a lot of thoughts, let's rest tonight, and go to deal with the butcher tomorrow, and then leave here."

Yin Luo said: "Go stealthily and go to the back kitchen to see what kind of meat they eat."

"You don't need to look to know what kind of meat they eat. Why bother to disgust yourself again. The shopkeeper's acting skills are so clumsy that he breaks out in a cold sweat. What did he do? What's so hard to guess? The business of this inn has been deserted for so long , It is estimated that he has already been unable to make ends meet. Seeing how fat he is, how can he endure the pain of starvation? He must have colluded with the butcher. In order to make huge profits, he killed the original accountant and sold his meat as mutton. "Qingze said coldly, "As for those diners, as long as they don't know what kind of meat they are eating, it doesn't make much difference whether they bought mutton or not. If you want to get to the bottom of it, it will delay my time It's a big deal, what should I say."

Yin Luo shook his head, his brows furrowed tighter and tighter: "Song Qingze, if you really have the personality you describe——if you are the personality you describe yourself, I won't discuss it with you. You are sure that the shopkeeper is Accomplice, but you are so smart, why didn't you see that there was something wrong with that shopkeeper."

Qing Ze looked at him suspiciously.

Yin Luodao: "At first I also suspected that the original accountant had been killed, but the shopkeeper, we met him once, because of his special size, I paid more attention to it, this time I saw him, he was obviously shorter than last time There are many. But if he is sitting, the height is too high."

"Let me ask you, we ran upstairs and downstairs twice, have you seen him move his position a little?"

Qing Ze was stunned for a moment, and replied: "Not really."

He suddenly thought of something, his pupils shrank slightly, and said, "You mean..."

Yin Luo nodded: "I would like to ask you to go to the back kitchen, not so much to see what kind of meat it is, but to see whose meat it is."

Qing Ze said: "If your conjecture is true, how can the shopkeeper still work as usual?"

Yin Luo said: "There is something wrong with this border town, there must be evil spirits. I have sent someone back to the palace with a secret decree to distribute the relief money, and I have also transferred new officials, but if there are evil spirits here who confuse people's hearts, even if the relief money arrives, In the end, it will treat the symptoms but not the root cause. There are many bad people in this world, but if the people here are really devoid of humanity, they will not stay in this barren border town for their own obsessions."

After he finished speaking, he gritted his teeth, and said again: "You put the most unbearable and despicable conjectures you can think of on others, isn't it just to make yourself not feel sad when you see their miserable situation?"

Qing Ze Qing Lingling stared at Yin Luo straightly, grabbed Yin Luo's collar, with an angry look on his handsome face, and said bitterly: "You say that because you think I can't do anything to you .”

Yin Luo was taken aback.He was used to being ridiculed by Qing Ze, and he didn't feel too embarrassed when he heard such fanciful remarks, he just pursed his lips and shook his head: "I've never felt that way before."

"Since you think this is cooperation, not kidnapping, we should be mutually beneficial. I will do my best to cooperate with you until you collect all the things you want to collect, and I don't want to run away. In contrast, you help me get rid of The evil spirits here have brought Xuanyong's northern border back to normal."

"I know that my role is limited, but this is the most sincere condition I can offer. If you don't agree,...as Xuanyong's emperor, it is absolutely impossible for me to leave Xuanyong with you like this. You go Find someone else who can serve as bait."

Qing Ze grabbed Yin Luo's collar with such force that his fingers turned white, and he let go after a while, saying, "Okay."

He looked at Yin Luo nervously, then gritted his teeth and said, "Okay."

He waved his sleeves, concealed himself, left Yin Luo in the barrier, and walked out of the barrier alone. He heard voices in his ears, and the shopkeeper's round face was sweating profusely, and he smiled at the guests who came in. You have to be happy from the bottom of your heart.

Qing Ze turned into a corner with few people, disappeared his figure, turned into a gust of wind, and blew directly towards the back kitchen.

As soon as you enter the back kitchen, you will see the smell of blood rushing towards your face, and the greasy smell of fat foam makes people sick.Pieces of white meat hung from the iron hooks.Qingze remembered that the accountant was thin and thin, but this piece of meat was fat and greasy.The chef was waving a machete on the desk and chopping the meat. Looking at it from behind, he looked not so much like a living person, but like an empty skin that mechanically repeated the same movements.

It was covered up by blood and sour smell before, but after entering the back kitchen, he found a faint devilish energy surging from that guy's body. Qing Ze went around to him, and saw that this guy had a pair of gray-white eyes.Faint magic lines began to appear on his face, as if he had just become a demon recently, with an excited expression, muttering to himself, obviously working mechanically, his expression seemed to be immersed in extreme pleasure middle.

This was the first enchanted creature he had encountered since traveling with Yin Luo, and it should not be the mastermind of the incident here.Qingze walked around the back kitchen again, feeling that he already knew what he needed to know, and was about to go back to tell Yin Luo, but his footsteps suddenly stopped.

He turned around, looked at the magic lines on the guy's face, thought of Yin Luo taking off his disguise, knocking him out with a palm, and took two steps back, with only one thought in his mind:

Yin Luo must not be allowed to see the appearance of this man after being enchanted.