"Master, lunch is ready. Master Yuan asked me to ask you, should you eat in the room or in the hall?" Lingshan's words outside the door interrupted her thoughts. Leng Changxi took a deep breath and decided to eat it in the room or in the hall?
The passerby was forgotten.
"Go to the lobby! You go first, I'll be right back!" The lobby of the restaurant is a mixed place. No matter where the lobby is, you can always hear a lot of gossip and some information that is difficult to distinguish between true and false. Therefore, those Jianghu
The hero always eats in the hall. It is a rare trip, so Leng Changxi will not miss this kind of fun.
Hearing the footsteps of Lingshan leaving, Leng Changxi turned over and sat up on the couch. After sorting out her thoughts for a while, she put aside the unpleasantness and then opened the door and walked downstairs.
"Little Bao'er, come and sit down. Zhao Yuan specially ordered Xiangzhou's special dish for you - crispy drunken crab. I heard that this crispy drunken crab is the signature dish of this restaurant." He saw Leng Changxi coming downstairs.
, Leng Zhanchen shouted at her voice to come over quickly.
As soon as Leng Changxi heard that there was food, all the lingering lingering thoughts in Leng Changxi's head turned into clouds, and she immediately sat down on the empty seat next to Zhao Yuan.
Since her back was to the door, Leng Changxi didn't notice that several people entered the inn and sat down at the table next to them.
"Sir, why did you kill Ada just now? It was obviously that person who was unreasonable!" A voice of angry dissatisfaction suddenly came from behind Leng Changxi.
Leng Changxi frowned when she heard this, and muttered in her heart: Why did she meet bullies who kill without batting an eyelid today? However, she thought it had nothing to do with her, so she didn't pay much attention to it.
Leng Changxi's chopsticks happily reached over the oil-sedated crab, picked up the largest piece, and was about to put it into her mouth.
"If you don't kill me, do you still want to stay and embarrass me? Now is not the time to cause trouble." The voice was soft and cold, and Leng Changxi would not forget it even after she died.
Immediately his hand shook and the chopsticks and the drunken crab fell to the ground.
"Xiao Bao'er?" Zhao Yuan was confused and turned to look at her.
Leng Changxi forced out a stiff smile and shook her head hastily.
At this moment, her back suddenly felt like a layer of frost, and her heart felt cold. With a trace of luck, she secretly bent down, pretended to pick up the chopsticks, and then quietly glanced back, and in an instant she felt the despair.
The taste, that cold and handsome face fell into her eyes so clearly.
"Xiao Bao'er, what's wrong? You don't feel well?" Seeing her face turn pale instantly, Zhao Yuan put down his chopsticks with some worry. Leng Zhanchen who was standing beside him heard what he said and immediately looked at Leng Changxi.
Seeing that she had suddenly become the focus of everyone, Leng Changxi was even more panicked and at a loss. This jackal, tiger and leopard were at the next table. How could she dare to speak? That would undoubtedly be digging her own grave, so she could only force herself.
He smiled brightly with a tight face, shook his head briskly, changed his chopsticks to another pair, picked up the drunken shrimp and stuffed it into his mouth.
Although Zhao Yuan felt that Leng Changxi was a little strange, seeing her eating so happily, any doubts in her heart were immediately dispelled.
Seeing that Leng Changxi had succeeded in concealing the truth, she couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief. The remaining question was how to evacuate the hall without anyone noticing.
At this moment, she realized that she was so regretful that her intestines were green. In order to taste what it was like for that heroic laborer to inquire about gossip, she chose to eat in the hall. When she met such a group of people, she shot herself in the foot.
, the pain is in the heart and it is difficult to speak.
While she was thinking about Xiao Jiujiu, she suddenly heard a respectful word from behind her: "Sir, I'm late for coming down here."
Listening to those words, it seemed that this person had just come in. Why couldn't he hear any footsteps? Leng Changxi's heart suddenly sank. She was afraid that this person had extraordinary skills.
"What's the news?" Liang Yan's voice was still calm.
"Sir, my subordinates found out that none of those people seem to have any hands."
"Oh?" Although it was just a soft word, its momentum could immediately make people sweat.
"Those people are all dead." The visitor's voice was low and emotionless.
"Dead?" Liang Yan raised her voice slightly, tapped her fingers lightly on the table, and after a long time she slowly said, "How did you die?"
"Kill with one sword."
"Kill with one sword?" Liang Yan's voice contained a hint of amusement, her eyebrows raised, and her eyes narrowed slightly: "I remember that the man seemed to be seriously injured when he escaped. How could he kill so many masters with one sword?
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"My subordinates must have helpers, because there is only one fatal wound on those people's bodies. And judging from the appearance of the wound, it seems that there should be two of them."
Hearing this, Leng Changxi finally guessed the identity of Liang Yan. He was probably the son of a wealthy family, and what he said before was just some grudges in the world. Thinking of this, Leng Changxi wanted to avoid Liang Yan.
Yan's motivation went deeper.
Because her father has taught her since she was a child that it is best if you don't encounter things like grievances and grudges in the world. If you encounter them, then avoid them. If you can't avoid them, then try to stay on your own.
Seeing that the food on the table was starting to disappear, Leng Changxi was overjoyed and was finally going back. She ate this meal like chewing wax, without even tasting it.
Just as everyone was getting up, a question suddenly came from behind Leng Changxi: "Where were you killed?"
"On the mountain road outside Jiazhou City."
These words reached Leng Changxi's ears, and she turned pale with shock. Isn't that the mountain road outside Jiazhou City where she saved Chen Shaoxuan?
Before she could listen more, Zhao Yuan, who was walking in front, turned around, came to her side and said, "Xiao Bao'er, your complexion is indeed not good. Why don't you find a doctor?"
Leng Changxi forced a smile, pulled Zhao Yuan away from the dining table, and went up the stairs before saying: "Brother Yuan, I'm just a little tired. It's okay. Just have a good rest."
Hearing what she said, although Zhao Yuan was still worried, she didn't force him. After sending him into the room, he left first.
Lying on the bed in the room, Leng Changxi's heart could no longer calm down. She carefully connected Chen Shaoxuan's story with those few sentences, and found that they were surprisingly consistent. Chen Shaoxuan was indeed chased that day.
Seriously injured, they met him on the mountain road outside Jiazhou City. The people who killed those people at that time were Lingshan and Lingfeng.
If they were really discussing this matter, I'm afraid the identity of these people needs to be reconsidered, because it was the Jin soldiers who chased Chen Shaoxuan that day!
These people are obviously investigating this matter now and want to find Chen Shaoxuan!
The more Leng Changxi thought about it, the colder she felt all over her body. She didn't dare to go deeper, for fear that there would be something she couldn't touch.