It seemed that everyone who heard this didn't know how to react.
Zhu Chuan understood everything Qixing said. He also knew that it was very common to give gifts during holidays.
but……
This is Ducha Si, this is Huo Lian, who will give him a gift!
That’s not right. Many people give gifts to Huo Lian, including gold, silver, houses, fields, and women...
But there is no gift of a lamp.
I made it myself, with a bowl of water and a few flowers.
Is this considered a gift?
what does it mean!
Qixing stood at the door and turned around, leaving only the scabbard in his hand.
The room did not fall into darkness, but a little light lit up, like a firefly.
While they were chatting and joking, the two girls came back in a carriage. Qing Zhi smiled and greeted the people on the street, and pointed to Brother Guo in the car: "I bought a lot of things and went directly to the workshop to unload them."
"The shopkeeper went out to play, so he won't open the door tonight."
It's like she doesn't exist, or I'm used to her existence.
Qing Zhi helped her onto the bed: "Go to sleep quickly." Then he mouthed, "You are lucky too."
Linglongfang was the place where the most people stopped. They all asked Mr. Guo who was standing at the door: "Are you open?"
Hua Ling smiled: "Why do I have to work so hard? I just sleep."
…
"Seventh shopkeeper is working very hard, and the construction schedule is full." "Seventh shopkeeper is not very young, and he is a daughter, so it is time to have a good holiday." "Seventh shopkeeper went to beg for skills, wouldn't his craftsmanship be more skillful?"
Hua Ling mouthed: "Then I really fell asleep."
Zhu Chuan didn't even say that he stepped forward to help. He didn't even call out to the governor before he was blown away by his breath and hit the wall. The light and shadow in front of his eyes were intertwined, and the sound of weapons clashing in his ears was ding ding ding ding——
Otherwise, he might as well pour the tea himself next time this woman comes again.
People on the street also saw that the car was piled with large and small bags, so crowded that the seventh shopkeeper was in the corner, and his face could not be seen clearly in the dark.
But the strange thing is that he, who never likes to be close to others, doesn't feel any resistance or discomfort in his body.
It seems that they really have an unusual relationship.
The person in front of him slid out like water, and with a clang of his six-foot sword, he jumped out of the room.
What about playing tricks on the governor?
Qingzhi turned his head and looked at the young lady under the lamp. She had a familiar face, but it was not Qixing, but Hua Ling, who had been her companion when they came to Beijing for cover.
Qing Zhi nodded, walked to the embroidery stand, sat down, looked at it for a moment, picked up the needle and thread and started to embroider.
"Miss, have you rested?" Shopkeeper Lu asked with a smile.
With a silent shout and a pop, Zhu Chuan slipped and fell to the ground. Just as he was about to jump up, Huo Lian turned into a black shadow and stopped the leaping green shadow back.
Huo Lian's arms trembled slightly and her palms swung around. This time, she no longer grabbed the sword, but instead grabbed the person.
Huo Lian smiled, looked away and looked at Qixing: "The leader may not know that I, Huo Lian, only accept gifts, but never return gifts."
"Captain, don't worry! I will definitely keep an eye on her -"
"Captain——"
The carriage swayed in, the courtyard gates and shop doors were closed, and the people on the street stopped staying and continued to wander away.
There was a sound of footsteps and someone came out.
They know each other's father.
The lights were lit in the room, and the sound of washing could be heard from inside.
The illusory black shadow condensed into a human form, and Huo Lian stood back in front of the desk, holding a six-foot sword in her hand.
He hadn't heard the word "adopted father" for a long time. No one dared to mention it in front of him. Forget it, Zhu Chuan withdrew his gaze. Stop asking. Just stare.
But if you say do it, do it!
Zhu Chuan dodged backwards, and at the same time he raised his feet and struck hard. There was no heavy blow from the collision. Instead, the person was relieved of his strength, and he couldn't help but slip. At the same time, a green light flashed, and his hand was empty. Along with a gust of wind, the six-foot sword
The figure with the blue light all went outward.
The workshop was quiet again, no one asked, but no one took a break, waiting and caring about the young lady who was going out.
During this year's Chinese Valentine's Day, Tonglou Street was also very lively, with lanterns everywhere, a few shops open, and people actually shopping here.
Huo Lian's voice suddenly sounded: "Zhu Chuan, go and stare at her."
The person is right in front of him.
Huo Lian waved her raised hand as if to disperse.
Qing Zhi chuckled, made a hissing expression to her, put down the curtain, extinguished the lights, and quietly backed out.
He looked at the room and could hardly tell whether there was one person or two people. If he wanted to attack the woman, the governor would also be affected.
Sure enough, just like last time, Zhu Chuan stood up by the wall and opened the window to watch this scene. He thought to himself that he didn't yell for him like before, probably because he heard the governor mention the woman's father, and the woman
The governor's adoptive father was also mentioned.
Zhu Chuan was a little surprised and didn't react for a moment. It wasn't until Huo Lian glanced at him again that he hurriedly responded and rushed out.
Huo Lian looked at the water bowl on the table, the jasmine lamp fluttering gently.
"Commander——" Zhu Chuan shouted from inside, "order——"
The surrounding soldiers and guards barely had time to disperse, and the cyan figure crossed the encirclement, climbed up the eaves, and disappeared into the night.
Just wait! Zhu Chuan holds the sword tightly. He is not a governor. He can just come over and take the sword away with just a word. He Zhu Chuan is very powerful...
Before the word "very" slipped through my mind, the speaking Qixing was already in front of me.
In the dark night room, two shadows collided, creating a whirlwind, and the candlelight danced. Zhu Chuan felt his vision blurred and heard a clanking sound.
The lights were brightly lit in the workshop, Mr. Wei was grinding wood, and Shopkeeper Lu was sorting out the account books. When they saw her coming in, the two of them did not stop what they were doing.
…
Qixing looked at him without saying a word. He twisted his body slightly and hit his feet on the ground. It was like water ripples spreading out, causing the breath fiber in the room to freeze and dim instantly. This time, he did not abandon his sword and rushed towards Huo Lian.
Once again, her hand climbed onto his shoulder, and a force like water wrapped around him.
She was so close that they could feel each other's skin.
Just stare, and then what? Catch? Or kill? Or what?
The governor didn't give any orders either.
"Miss, you have finished washing and have a rest." Qing Zhi said, making the bed.
Zhu Chuan left, the soldiers and guards also retreated, and the night became quiet again. Huo Lian did not come out, but raised her hand to extinguish the light.
Sure enough, all women like to buy things, even if they open their own shop.
So fast!
Zhu Chuan, who rushed out, looked back and saw that Huo Lian had not come out, her face was dark and she seemed angry and sad.
But she didn't go to rest, but came to the workshop nearby.
Accompanied by shouts, crossbows, arrows, swords and guns were aimed at the room, but Zhu Chuan immediately shouted not to act rashly.
It seems to be saying that she is not giving a gift, or that she does not want to return a gift.
Brother Guo said that he was standing here to watch the lights and wait for the shopkeeper to return.
This is simply unbelievable!
As a result, he was never able to get rid of her.
Huo Lian's body froze.
"Your father didn't give you the sword to use like this." Huo Lian said coldly.
So despicable!
He knocked on the door in the middle of the night and sat there eating and drinking, acting like a guest!
…
"I've come to get my sword," she said. "I want to get rid of some evildoers."
Qixing smiled and shook his head.
The movement in the room had already caused the soldiers and guards around to rush over.
Although people on the street were a little sorry, they also expressed understanding.
There was a soft clang and the sword was put into the scabbard.
Huo Lian raised his hand to greet him, and the woman slid past the sword, wrapping him around him.
Huo Lian looked at the woman close to him.
"Your adoptive father didn't let you live like this." Qixing said in his ear.
Sword——
…
Far away from the capital, it seems that you can still hear the hustle and bustle of the festival. When Qixing looks back, the city in the distance looks more like a glazed fairyland.
She withdrew her gaze and looked into the thick night ahead. Her nostrils twitched as if she was smelling something. The next moment, she tapped her toes, and the long six-foot sword behind her was like an arrow, carrying her and flying away in one direction.
I wanted to say that this is a coherent plot, but when I saw that my friends here didn’t care about it, they just followed it, hahaha, everyone is sweet and happy today.
