So this little fox has lost a lot of weight and is not very energetic.

"Jiji..."

The little fox licked a master's finger with his little tongue, then jumped out of the carriage, and ran forward.

“Come on it.”

Luo Hengli ordered the eternal green outside.

Changqing naturally understood that he hurriedly drove the carriage and followed the little fox. The little fox ran very fast. Because he was petite and extremely fast, he often looked like white lightning. Thanks to Changqing's good eyesight, and the past year, he had established a good tacit understanding with the little fox, so he could really find out where the little fox ran.

"It's here."

Changqing stopped the carriage, and when Luo Henglu walked out of it, the little fox had already run over.

Luo Henglu bent down slightly and carried it into his arms.

The little fox's body was shaking slightly. I don't know if it was because of being tired or being excited. It rarely did this. In this year, it was only at this time that its small body was nervous.

Luo Henglu walked into the inn, and their group naturally scared the shopkeeper of the inn. The shopkeeper was somewhat of a sensible person, and hurried forward and looked at the people in front of him with great respect.

Especially the young man in Qing was carrying some dust on his body, what was hard to hide was his noble aura. Some of them were afraid that he would still hold a pure white fox in his arms.

Luo Henglu gently stroked the little fox's head. The little fox glanced at the shopkeeper, then shrank his little body into the owner's arms, then its little nose moved, and then jumped out of Luo Henglu's arms and jumped directly to the second floor city.

Luo Henglu stood up and headed towards the second floor. No one knew that his pace was much faster than before, and at the same time it seemed to be a little messy.

"Jiji..."

The little fox stood on a window and shouted from time to time. Then when it saw the owner coming, it ran up and jumped into its arms.

No matter how much, it was chirping, and this little hum hadn't been so stirred like this for a long time.

Changqing hurried forward and pushed open the door, but when the door was opened, there was nothing inside. Everything seemed to be like a person who had never lived there. He walked to the table and picked up the pot on the table. The pots and cups were arranged very neatly, and there was no temperature on the pot. It can be seen that no one had used it for a long time. When he walked to the bed collapse, he also put his hand into the quilt. The quilt was newly replaced. Although his nose was not as good as Shen Qingci, he knew that it was indeed a newly replaced after smelling it casually.

Moreover, there is no temperature inside the quilt, and no one has used it.

His wife, the Lou family girl, is really helpless. Even such a spirit fox that has always been able to hunt treasures every year is difficult to find. He really doesn't know when they will find her.

The trouble is that there is no fragrance left on her body.

He turned around and shook his head at Luo Henglu.

It seems that I haven't lived here for a long time.

The boss asked the shopkeeper, "Who is the guest here? Do you remember?)

The shopkeeper thought about it, but he shook his head, really ignorant.

Although his inn is small, there are many guests coming and going here. Some of them are there for half a day and a few hours, so he really can't remember who is staying here, male, female, old, or fewer?

Or it is not a human, but a dog, or a fox, it is not impossible. This young man just brought a fox.

Nowadays, I have everything I have.

Luo Henglu turned his face slightly, and the heavy eyes made the shopkeeper's heart tremble.

"Customer, don't worry first."

The shopkeeper quickly replied, "I'll check it out, it should be found out. Every customer needs to record the book when he stays in the hotel. The guests in this room should not be able to leave for a long time."

The shopkeeper quickly called the waiter and asked the waiter to investigate.

"I remember this guest."

The waiter naturally remembered these things, because this guest was a generous person. She lived here for about four days and would give him five copper coins every time.

So naturally, he only remembers You Xin, and this person has not been gone for long, probably half a day.

"Where is a person?" Changqing asked hurriedly, "What kind of person is he?"

"A woman," replied the waiter, "He is so tall, he has compared his face so big, he has compared the size of a cold melon and his eyes are so small, he narrowed his eyes into a slit, his chin is round, he is still darker than me, and his voice is also very dumb."

Changqing turned around and looked at Luo Hengfu.

In this way, except for height, it seems that there is no connection with the wife, so this is not the wife.

Besides, the little fox is still lying in the owner's arms, and his little head has drooped, which means that it cannot find its breath.

"Jiji..."

It called out to the owner, and Luo Henglu touched its little head, "It's okay, we can always find it."

Luo Hengli put down his pen, then picked up his portrait he had just drawn, then put it beside his mouth and blew it, but there was still an undry ink mark above.

Then he put the painting down, and the little fox lay quietly on the table on the side, lazily. It put its small pointed mouth close to its tail, with only a pair of eyes turning around.

"Look at it, is it this person?"

He asked the waiter standing aside, who was still staring at the little fox in a daze. When he heard Luo Henglu's voice, he hurried over and looked carefully at the portrait placed on the table.

When I looked at it, I found that the woman in this painting was almost exactly the same as the one he remembered.

The waiter nodded quickly,

"It's this person, it's this person's."

Changqing and the others hurried over and surrounded the portrait and looked at it. They knew their young master's painting skills. This hand painting can be said to be vivid. Even if it was only obtained from the words and phrases in the description of the waiter, it was already eight points to see.

There are at least six out of this portrait that image.

And what do the people in the painting say?

This is not Shen Qingci at all. No matter how good the disguise technique is, it cannot be disguised like this. The so-called disguise technique is all based on oneself.
Chapter completed!