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The entire lobby fell into a deathly silence and an awkward atmosphere.
Xue Yanxiang's face stiffened as she looked at the girl in the light green dress next to the young man from the blue sea.
Song Lingyue raised her slender hand and said, "This is our manager!"
She noticed that not only the woman who seemed to be of high status, but also the two young women she was with and the girls who appeared to be her female disciples, all had strange expressions.
Then, in a flash, chaos erupted.
A short while later, the women hurriedly took their belongings out of their rooms and loaded them into the car outside.
"What happened? We just escaped the capital and ended up in a den of thieves?"
"I really don't want to stay here anymore. What am I going to do if he plays the piano again tonight? I really can't take it anymore!"
"Waaah, I wanted to wash up in this inn, do I have to leave now?"
"Why don't you stay here and we go?"
"I'm too ashamed to stay here! How could this inn be owned by the young master Bihai? It's outrageous!"
"I...I think I'm a little...waaaaaah."
Fu Hai saw that they were about to leave as soon as they settled in.
He quickly said, "Master Xue, even the post stations have been dismantled if we go any further. You should stay here tonight."
Whenever Xue Yanxiang saw him, she would recall the scene of her kneeling on the stage begging for mercy, and she could no longer stay still.
The more he tried to persuade her, the more hurriedly she left.
Two female disciples behind her hurriedly stopped the young shopkeeper: "Young master, please wait, no need to see us off. We'll take our leave now."
Seeing that he couldn't persuade them to stay, Fu Hai said helplessly, "It's alright if they don't stay! Lingyue, give them back the money they paid for the room..."
The two female disciples quickly replied, "No need! No need!"
The group left in a hurry, got on the official road, and rushed south along the road as fast as they could.
Song Lingyue stood at the door, dumbfounded, holding the coins she wanted to return to them.
Why are these people acting like lambs to the slaughter? She turned back in confusion to her senior brother, "Bihai...Young Master?"
Fu Hai turned and slipped into the backyard: "I'm going back up the mountain first."
Song Lingyue took two steps and went to the backyard, where she saw her senior brother fleeing quickly up the mountain.
Even someone as intelligent as her couldn't help but tilt her face slightly at this moment... What's going on? Fu Haili looked at the road leading to the bamboo hut to the west at the three-way intersection after passing the mountain gate.
After thinking about it, I decided to walk down this path.
After passing through the winding cobblestone path, a bamboo grove comes into view.
Beyond the bamboo grove lies a row of elegant bamboo houses.
Upon getting closer, I saw that Sister Qiu Ying had changed into a white overcoat dress that I rarely saw her wearing, and she was washing clothes by the mountain water that was brought from the mountain.
Before he could even get close, Sister Qiu Ying turned around and glanced at him.
“Sister Qiu Ying!” Fu Hai came to her side. “You went into the city earlier?” “Yes!” Qiu Ying turned around. “I just went into the city to buy some things I needed.”
"Shall I help you?" Fu Hai saw her wringing out her wet clothes and wanted to help her.
“Don’t touch my daughter’s things, sir,” Qiu Ying said, stopping him.
“Ah…right!” Fu Hai looked at Qiu Ying’s face.
"What is the master looking at?" Qiu Ying tried hard to keep a straight face.
She put the wrung-out clothes in a basin and placed them aside. Her employer was right next to her, so she couldn't very well take out her underpants to dry.
"Sister Qiu Ying!" Fu Hai asked in a low voice, "Did you go to Fengwu Pavilion today?" "Fengwu Pavilion?" Sister Qiu Ying said indifferently, "Why would I go to such a place? I am a poor family from the countryside, I don't know anything about music, chess, calligraphy and painting, or the elegant poetry and such. Others would not let me into such an elegant place."
"Sister Qiu Ying, you've already recited the 'Feng Ya Song' (a classical Chinese poem), and you still say you don't understand music? If you let Yue Lan recite it, she wouldn't even be able to say the words."
"I'm just a country girl, but I'm not completely ignorant. I've heard of the Book of Songs, but I don't know what it says."
Qiu Ying glanced at him. "The master doesn't usually come here. Why did he think of coming today?"
"It's because I rarely come here that I came to check on things. Usually at this time, Sister Qiu Ying, you're at the inn downstairs."
As Fu Hai spoke, he glanced at the character attribute panel in the system.
However, Qiu Ying's popularity rating has always been off the charts, and it's impossible to tell whether it's rising or falling now.
Well, with the favorability rating already at this level, it wouldn't make any difference whether it goes up or down a little, right? Sister Qiu Ying turned her back to him, busy with something meaningless.
He saw that the clothes in the basin had been washed, but they weren't taken out to hang up.
So no one knows what she was busy doing, taking them out and putting them back in all the time.
He just acted like he was busy with something and didn't have time to talk to him.
Fu Hai sat on the wooden stool next to him.
He really could hardly ever come to this bamboo hut.
After all, Sister Qiu Ying is a young woman living here.
Most of the time she was at the inn, which was where she would bathe, rest, or sleep. As a good young man who upheld the five virtues and four beauties, he was quite self-aware in this regard.
Looking at it now, even though Sister Qiu Ying spends most of her time at the inn, it is still kept very clean, and the whole courtyard is quiet and elegant.
Autumn leaves dance in the afterglow of dusk, and the bamboo hut is bathed in warm golden light, creating a unique and beautiful scene.
Qiu Yingjie had her back to him. The white jacket she was wearing was obviously something she wore when she was resting. When she bent over slightly, her slender waist arched like a reverse bow, and her pert buttocks outlined a beautiful curve.
He thought to himself, "Sister Qiu Ying has such a high level of affection for me, if I just touch her like this... she won't be angry, right? Even if she is, a drop of a few hundred or a thousand in affection level... it probably won't matter, right?"
As if sensing his ill-intentioned gaze, Qiu Ying's movements became much stiffer.
Fu Hai's heartbeat also inexplicably quickened... In fact, he had been enduring a lot of hardship along the way.
The surroundings became increasingly quiet, so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.
Qiu Ying slowly straightened up, bowed her head, and finally took the jacket and trousers out of the basin and hung them on the bamboo pole next to her to dry.
She reached out and smoothed out the wrinkles in her coat and trousers, saying softly, "Master, actually, in a few days it will be the anniversary of my mother's death..."
"Oh, I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry!" Fu Hai was startled and jumped up.
He felt extremely ashamed and turned to run away, saying, "It was my fault, Sister Qiu Ying, you should rest first."
Qiu Ying turned around: "Hey, you, you..." Mingming finally couldn't hold back and wanted to tell the story of the past, why are you running away? In the blink of an eye, the boss disappeared.
Looking back at the underpants hanging on the bamboo pole, even she felt extremely embarrassed at this moment and didn't dare to chase after him.
Her face gradually turned red: "Really."
She rubbed her legs together quietly, lowered her head, and walked back into the house with a flushed face.
Let's get another one...
●So it's the anniversary of Qiu Ying's mother's death in a few days? Fu Hai walked up the mountain, feeling ashamed of his earlier lustful thoughts towards Qiu Ying.
Let's give Sister Qiu Ying a break in a few days.
But Sister Qiu Ying isn't a local, so she probably won't be able to go back to sweep her grave or anything like that.
Then it occurred to me, something's not right.
Sister Qiu Ying is a female demon who killed dozens of people and escaped from the Western Martial World. Let alone not being able to go back to sweep her grave, she probably can't be exposed at all, right?
The stimulation he received at the Phoenix Dance Pavilion, exacerbated by Madam Langyue's earlier teasing and his lustful desire for Sister Qiu Ying, became even more intense.
He finally managed to lower his gun and breathed a sigh of relief.
Anyway, I'm back.
Back in the courtyard, not here.
He washed his face, then went to Yue Lan's pavilion and called out a few times to see if Xiao Ye was there.
"Yue Lan? Xiao Ye?" I called out a few times, but no one responded.
Will they practice martial arts together at the training ground?
Fu Hai opened the system and checked it, but there were no prompts.
The character panel in this system is also a bit clunky.
The butterfly girl's "spy window" allowed him to know her location and what she was doing at any time.
But it's not so convenient for others.
The change in favorability was only notified by Sister Qiu Ying... Is it because Sister Qiu Ying is a ruthless female demon who kills without hesitation, and if the favorability drops to negative, she might wipe out the whole family at any time?
He ran over to the training ground.
no one.
He ran to the library and called out, "Xiao Ye? Xiao Ye?"
Still no response?
Did the two of them run off to the back of the mountain?
He wandered around the back mountain for a while, and then, relying on his lightness skill, quickly reached the summit of the front mountain.
"Xiaoye? Xiaoye, where are you?" he called out several times.
Because he was really in a hurry.
No one responded.
No, could it be that Xiaoye and Yuelan are both out in the mountains?
What am I doing?
They had no choice but to hurry down the mountain and return to the inn.
It was already late when he saw that Lingyue had cooked hot porridge and stir-fried some vegetables.
"Senior brother!" Song Lingyue said, "Go and call Sister Qiu Ying down. It's time for dinner."
Fu Hai asked, "Where are Yue Lan and Xiao Ye? I haven't seen them on the mountain."
Song Lingyue said, "The two of them had nothing to do in the afternoon, so they went around the mountain to Xintan on the south side of the mountain."