10 Little ambiguity

Just for this? I thought it was a big deal!

No, no, it's Fengchuan who should be vigilant. It's hard to say whether it's cooking or ulterior motives.

But... If Zhi Feiyuan wants to kill him, there is no need to spend so much effort at all.

Just kill him directly.

It's like pinching an ant to death... No, it's easy to kill a master, but it's difficult to kill a lifeless person.

He has seen it last time, and Xiao Fengchuan is the kind of lifeless person.

"You can open the price as you like. Before you go, pay half of the deposit. Paper Feiyuan picked up the order book from Xiao Fengchuan.

"Write the time and place on it. Also, I don't want silver tickets, I want cash!"

"No need." Paper Feiyuan didn't open the order book. "You are ready at any time and wait for my people to pick it up. If my people can't find you in the Yangchun Hall--"

"Do you think I dare not go?" Fengchuan sneered, "If I really want to run, I'm afraid you can't find me if you search all over the city."

Xiao Fengchuan... I'm not very interested in this order. It's obviously a large amount of silver.

He doesn't seem to love the money he earns. At most, I only like to bet and win.

"Okay, let's make a deal." Zhi Feiyuan didn't say much more, "Say goodbye."

Yao Ling began to be a little worried.

Two things. The first thing was the words of Zhi Feiyuan in the last match: "I don't have a living subordinate."

The second thing is the wish she made with fragrant purple jade beads a few days ago, which made Xiao Fengchuan disappear from her eyes.

Yao Ling beats the drum in his heart. No, really...

What's the matter?

"What's wrong with you, little stupid girl?" As soon as Zhi Feiyuan left, Xiao Fengchuan immediately changed his smiling face and teased, "Are you idle enough in front of you? Come and help!"

"Oh." Yao Ling was still thinking about what happened just now, "The pervert just came. You seem to be in a bad mood..."

"Yes, I hate that guy."

"So you really want to go?"

Yao Ling's hand grasped his chest tightly and felt as uneasy as scratching a cat's paw. Why is there such an ominous premonition?

"I'll go with you!"

Fengchuan put down the knife in his hand. He smiled and said, "Come with me? Why..."

Ask knowingly, of course I'm worried about you!

Although, although I can't honestly curse his disappearance with fragrant purple jade beads now...

However, Yao Ling saw the eyes of Zhi Feiyuan looking at Fengchuan before leaving.

That is by no means simply looking at his subordinates, let alone contempt for a cook who is full of food and sauce.

It seems to be looking at a huge threat...

It's not fear, but worry.

And the one he just said, the lord of the inkstone, is the "inkstone" of the four generals of the demon clan under the demon master, who is as famous as the paperfly -

It is said that his name is Yan Lixi. Yao Ling's understanding of him is limited to his name.

and the terrible strength that everyone talks about in the rain alley.

It's more terrible than paper kite.

Yao Ling began to guess all kinds of conjectures in his mind: Does Yan Lixi really want to eat Yangzhou cuisine? If not, why did he ask Xiao Fengchuan to go?

If this matter is not arranged by Yan Lixi, it must be the meaning of paper flying kite.

Does Paper Feiyuan want to kill Yan Lixi, the elite killer who occupies the inkstone department... poisoned the meal prepared for Yan Lixi in Fengchuan, and then blamed Fengchuan?

Oh, my God, isn't Fengchuan dead!

......

above.

In the distant mind, there is no basis for thinking.

"I, I'm also going to meet the boss of Yanbu. Maybe I can still see the sixth son!"

This lie is well made up. Yao Ling breathed a sigh of relief.

"Oh? Is that so?" Xiao Fengchuan didn't pay much attention to Yao Ling's proposal. "You go out first. The kitchen is choking."

"Oh." Yaoling walked out of the door with one foot, but was stopped by Fengchuan.

"Take your steamed buns. It's still hot." Fengchuan vacated his hand and handed the steamed bun that he had just said he wanted to ask for paper flying kites to Yaoling.

It's hot. It smells good.

Didn't you say you would treat him to food? Do you want to give me what they don't want now?

Thinking so in his mind, Yao Ling has already taken a big bite on the steamed bun.

"It's better to return the one hundred and twenty-four snacks owed me..." Yao Ling muttered while eating.

"It's not for you! It's a little better for you to eat than to throw it away!"

Original...

I'm just a little better than the garbage dump...

A little bit...

"Bastard!"

Fengchuan was so busy that he didn't have time to look up. He only felt a hot thing hit his head and then rolled to the ground. When he looked up again, Yao Ling was no longer in the kitchen.

Cut, it's still a waste in the end.

It seems that the little stupid girl is really angry, so angry that she can't even block her mouth with food.

Fengchuan smiled and was secretly proud.

"Why do you bully her again? Brother Fengchuan has gone too much these days." The wolfberries came in, picked up the steamed buns on the ground, and patted the dust on it.

The deep tooth marks on it... Do you bite the steamed bun so hard that you are so angry that you can't help crying?

"Why, are you going to be a good person again?" Fengchuan raised his sleeves to wipe the sweat on his head. Thinking of Yao Ling's anger just now, he couldn't help " poofing" again.

"Brother Fengchuan, I really don't understand. Why don't you just keep the agreement and make snacks for her? It's not enough for her to be a handyman to pay off her debts!"

There are more people in the kitchen. Some other children began to spread dishes, and other cooks began to cook.

"She is a fairy in Rain Lane, but she can't accept the commission... She is not an ordinary person. It's a little wasteful to live such a life."

As the wolfberry said, it began to add tea to the teapot - it is the famous Shugang tea in Yangzhou.

Goji berries have always been responsible for making tea. When it comes to tea, no one in the Yangchun Hall knows better than goji berries.

"Is she not an ordinary person? Are you an ordinary person? Am I? Old man, isn't he?"

"Brother Fengchuan, don't let Yaoling hear it!"

Goji berries looked out of the door, and Yao Ling should have been so angry that he had gone somewhere to vent his emotions. This child is really careless.

"Or..." Goji berries put the tea from a purple clay pot on the tray, walked around with the tray and said, "Is it because Brother Fengchuan is worried that Yao Ling will run away after eating the snack, so he left her by his side in this way?"

"Ky is looking for death!" A big kitchen knife had to fly towards the wolfberry and had to be inserted into the door frame. The curtain fluttered. The goji berries have slipped away.

"If you talk nonsense again, be careful that the uncle will cut your tongue one day!"

Daihua Mountain.

The cold mountains are far away, and the idle clouds are looking for flowers.

After the twenty-fifth generation of inkstone owner Yan Lixi succeeded to the throne, he chose this place as the general altar of the inkstone department.

This is also his old residence.

The old house before his wife's death.

But he is not here now.

When the paper flying kite walked into the small courtyard of Cuizhu Yi, the butterfly dance Qingfen, even his vigilant heart eased in the quiet and peaceful summer atmosphere.

The elegant scenery is not uncommon in Daihua Mountain. But this is the most different.

Paper flying kite takes a few steps forward. In the empty courtyard, the most conspicuous one is the lonely grave.

The tombstone in front of the grave is written, the tomb of his beloved wife Xinyi.

Xinyi... It seems to be the name of a flower.

The corners of Zhi Feiyuan's mouth are gently raised. No wonder she feels different. It turns out that there is a flower soul covering here.

Tomorrow is the anniversary of the death of the owner of the tomb. Yan Lixi's memorial to his deceased wife was just to buy Yangzhou dishes and snacks.

His deceased wife is from Yangzhou.

The paper kite walked to the lonely grave and found a pink-purple Xinyi flower on the tombstone.

It's charming. It seems that Yan Lixi was still here just now, and now he doesn't know where he has gone.

"Lord, Xiao Fengchuan has brought it. Do you want him to come in?" Outside the door, it was the subordinates of the paper department who were reporting.

"Let him in. Don't say anything."

Xinyi petals tremble in the breeze, and the summer breeze is breathing. Even around the grave, there is no trace of gloomy death.

"It's just..." His subordinates seem to have something difficult to say.

"Just what?"

"There was another woman who followed, claiming to be Xiao Fengchuan's kitchen assistant. I see that she seems to be a disciple of Rain Lane..."

Yao Ling... Is that... the descendant of the phantom fairy?

The paper flying kite sighed.

This was just an ordinary memorial service. The appearance of that distant spirit made everything interesting.

"Contain them... to the cell."

"Yes."

Zhi Feiyuan smiled. Two of them are still alive, and his subordinates are defeated.

If you can create a little joy for the ordinary world, it seems...

It's also wonderful to die a few days later.

****Tears of the dividing line*****

Today, I accompanied my mother to the hospital for a physical examination. I just went home... I didn't have time to update it in the morning. I'm sorry, dear~~~