Chapter 5

Half an hour passed quickly, and the five people got into the carriage again, but this time Mo Fan and Qingyuan were obviously more intimate. The two also sat a little closer, but the faces of the three opposite were not very good-looking. Their ideas were self-evident, but Mo Fan was not in a good mood. He thought to himself: I didn't expect that the woman who encountered such trouble before the ancient tomb arrived had to find a way to get rid of her quickly.

At this point, I felt that the sleeves were different, but unconsciously, Qingyuan had been over. The jade hand gently kicked his sleeve, and his water eyes stared at him for a moment, while he begged.

Mo Fan closed his eyes and said angrily, "I know. I believe you are fine for the time being."

Hearing Mo Fan's words, Qingyuan pouted and sat upright, with a joking smile on the corners of his mouth, but slowly smiled secretly beside him.

Mo Fan was distressing himself. Suddenly, he caught a glimpse of three malicious eyes at the corners of his eyes and couldn't help complaining in his heart: troubles are getting more and more troublesome, and the number is still increasing.

Qing Yuan looked at Mo Fan's unchanged face and troubled eyes and smiled secretly.

After Xiangfan is Bingzhou, which is very close to Xiangfan. After sitting in the car for about an hour, the destination mentioned by Qingyuan has also arrived. Naturally, Mo Fan can't reach his own destination, and one hundred taels of silver was also wasted.

In a thousand sighs, Mo Fan quietly got out of the car with Qingyuan, and then half an hour later, three pig heads (idiots evolved) looked at Mo Fan and Qingyuan waved goodbye to them in a daze in the carriage.

"Qing Dynasty heroine, can you say that person's name?" Mo Fan looked at the three pig heads far away and turned back to Qingyuan, who was smiling behind his back.

"This is not the place to talk, and..."

"And what?" Mo Fan couldn't help saying that he was looked up and down in Qingyuan.

"Your behavior is really terrible, which is not conducive to this assassination. Also, can you smile?" Qingyuan talked about Mo Fan's head.

"Is it related to the mission?" Mo Fan asked.

"Yes." Qingyuan nodded affirmatively.

"Look, how about this?" Mo Fan suddenly changed his face from expressionless to sunny.

"Uh..." Qingyuan was obviously shocked by this huge drop. He opened his mouth and only emitted such a syllable.

"Let's go, change the line, and you pay." Mo Fan suddenly changed from shining sun to expressionless.

The huge gap made Qingyuan a little stunned. He knew that Mo Fan had taken ten steps away before he came to his senses and shouted, "Wait!"

Qingyuan took a few steps to follow Mo Fan, but he didn't know that behind Mo Fan's back was a proud smile.

"Shopkeeper, please give me a white robe, including belts, wrist guards and boots." Qingyuan stood in front of the counter, holding her delicate abdomen with her hands, standing graceful, almost like a famous lady.

The boss is a thin old man with cloudy eyebrows. He slowly looked at Mo Fan leaning on the counter next to Qingyuan and said in a slow and hoarse voice, "Girl has a good vision. This suit of clothes is very suitable for the girl's lover."

Qingyuan smiled and said, "Thank you, shopkeeper."

Mo Fan whispered, "Maybe this is also my sadness, such a clear pair of wise eyes."

The boss smiled in a low voice and said, "You two have a good relationship."

This sentence coincided with Qingyuan's winks at Mo Fan (a bad eye). Suddenly, when they heard this, the two made the first nervous reaction at the same time and turned their heads and hummed.

"I think my wife and I were the same. It's good to be young." The boss smiled and sighed.

But I didn't know this unintentional words, but the two young people opposite burst out with an amazing tacit understanding, "Who has a good relationship with him!" The two blurted out almost at the same time, and their faces turned red.

The boss smiled and said, "A total of 500 taels of silver, special discount, 450 taels."

Qingyuan grabbed the clothes on the counter, threw them to Mo Fan, grabbed five ingots of silver, and said, "No discount!" After saying that, he greeted Mo Fan angrily and walked out of the store, and Mo Fan followed.

The boss put away his silver, looked at the two young people walking out of the streets, and gently stroked his beard up to his chest: "It's better to be young." After saying that, he shook his head, sighed a few times, and continued to work.

"I don't like white very much." Mo Fan looked at the bright white suit in the leather bag and said lightly.

"I wish I liked it." Qingyuan said very angrily.

"Who is that man?" Mo Fan said bluntly.

"I want you to take care of it!"

Qingyuan completely entered the angry stage, and Mo Fan was choked and had nothing to say.

Mo Fan naturally won't be bored enough to provoke this angry woman, so the two of them didn't talk all the way from the clothing store to the inn.

There is only one inn in Bingzhou, called Yunlai Inn (XXX sub-stack), where both food and accommodation are taken care of, food and accommodation.

Qingyuan walked up to the second floor, Mo Fan touched his nose and followed him.

"Bum!" "Well!"

Mo Fan touched the painful nose: "You can't lock me out!"

"Hmm!" There was only an angry hum and there was no response.

The downstairs was full. They were all players and were rendered by a year of Jianghu career. They all had some Jianghu tempers. As soon as they came out, some guys downstairs shouted to join in the fun.

"Yo, my little brother and daughter-in-law are hot enough!"

"Brother! What are you doing?"

"What did you do to make your daughter-in-law unhappy!"

"This little guy! Men should have a man's demeanor, rush in and use men's way!"

"Yes! Go! Little brother! Give us a long face!" Soon after, he made a mess and constantly encouraged Mo Fan to solve this matter in a man's way.

Mo Fan smiled bitterly and shrugged his shoulders.

The man downstairs said, "Brother, listen to my rude words, women can't get used to it! The more you get used to it, the more coquettish it is. A few days later, there will be no division between superiority and inferiority!"

"Ouch!" Before he finished speaking, he was hit by a thing and picked it up. It turned out to be a small wine glass prepared in the wing room.

The sham of the big man caused a burst of laughter in the hall.

The big man was also generous and laughed, "Such a hot woman, you can stand it. Come and have a drink. It's my treat!"

"It's your treat again. Be careful that the silver is gone and you are beaten by your sister-in-law again!" There was a lot of noise around.

The old man touched his nose and said, "The old man is just like this. Brother, don't you dislike it!"

Mo Fan nodded and said, "The boy is not good at drinking. I'm afraid the big brother won't have enough fun!"

When the old man heard this, he said unhappily, "What's the man is mother-in-law? Come on!"

Mo Fan smiled and went downstairs and sat on the rough table.

Seeing Mo Fan sitting down, people around him smile kindly. Everyone in the glass raised the wine to greet him. Mo Fan, who received this kind of welcome for the first time, was quite embarrassed. He smiled and raised the wine glass prepared for him. He drank it all at once, but he did not expect that the wine was very strong and his throat was spicy, so he coughed and choked.

The old man laughed and said, "Brother, it's not bad, come on! Let's have another drink!" After saying that, I couldn't help saying that and had another drink with Mo Fan.

Mo Fan was prepared this time and did not cough, but his cheeks turned red and he was in a trance.

Seeing Mo Fan's toast, everyone smiled happily and turned back to the wine table and ignored it.

There are two people on the old rough table, one sitting on Mo Fan's right hand, wearing blue clothes, long hair shawl, eyebrows like thin willows, bright black and white eyes like mirrors, lips like cherry blossoms. At this time, his hands drooped his knees, and a breath of a lady came to his face.

There is also a woman in pink, who is born beautiful. Compared with the woman in blue, there is a small family jasper, which is the gentleness of Jiangnan women.

The old man laughed and introduced the woman in blue: "This is my eldest niece Murong Ziyi. Ziyi is a famous talented woman in the world. She is good at poetry and painting, and she will never forget her in poetry and piano chess."

Mo Fan nodded to Ziyi. Ziyi smiled generously, but her cheeks were slightly red. I'm afraid the rough introduction made this lady a little embarrassed.

"This is Ziyi's sister, my second niece, Murong Ziying. Although she is like this, she is aggressive and frightening to fight against bandits and thieves!"

As soon as the woman in pink heard this, she stamped her feet and scolded, "Uncle, are you so harmful!"

The old man touched the back of his head and laughed.

The pink woman stared at the old man and turned her head and said to Mo Fan, "Murong Ziying, please give me more advice." After saying that, he stretched out his jade hand.

Mo Fan smiled, shook his hand and said, "Mo Fan."

After the introduction, the old man poured two cups of Mo Fan and said, "The little brother should be new to the world."

Mo Fan was surprised: "How did the rough brother know?"

The old man laughed and said, "The old man has been living in the world for 20 years. If he doesn't know this, won't it be in vain."

"Is there still a lot of childishness in speech and behavior?" There was a little too much wine, and Mo Fan couldn't help saying to himself.

"Little brother is awesome!" The old man was stunned and sighed.

Mo Fan smiled and said repeatedly, "Where is it?" However, she did not find a bright light flashing in Murong Ziyi's eyes.

The old man was bold and enthusiastic, and repeatedly persuaded him to drink. After a while, Mo Fan couldn't resist it. At this time, there was a sudden sound of opening the door and the sound of going downstairs.

Mo Fan, who was drowsy, only heard some inhalation and whispers, and then felt that his right hand was tightened, and his whole body was pulled up and tremblingly helped up to the second floor.

There seems to be Qingyuan's complaint: "What's the point of being strong if you can't drink?"

The old man looked at Murong Ziyi and smiled, "Wan, are you moved?"

When Murong Ziying heard this sentence, she ignored the whispers around her, looked at Ziyi curiously and said, "Sister, is it possible?"

"No...No!" Murong Ziyi was embarrassed to be looked at and quickly lowered her head and her cheeks turned red.