Qu Luo turned around quickly. At that moment, his heart seemed to have stopped beating. An instant later, the blood flowed back rapidly, and his heart was pacing rapidly, beating manically as if it was about to come out of the chest!
"Master?" The young man looked in shock as his master passed by and hurriedly walked through a long alley.
At the other end of the alley was a lively market, where the hawking of vendors and the rolling sounds of horse-drawn carriages mixed together to become a noise that was enough to cover up everything else.
Qu Luo's chest was rising and falling, and even his breathing was making a buzzing sound. He walked quickly along the market, looking at each person, his fingers clenching tighter and tighter...
Qu Luo searched for stalls selling lanterns, restaurants selling noodles, and even wet markets selling chickens, ducks and geese.
He stared blankly as you came and went among the crowd.
There are so many people in this world.
But there was no one he was looking for...
"Master!" The young man leading the horse ran over and looked at Qu Luo hesitantly. There was something obviously wrong with the young master, as if he had lost his soul.
He had only seen such a young master when the one from the Demon family had just passed away...
Nothing will happen, right?
Probably because Qu Luo's temperament is so outstanding, especially standing in such a dirty place, he looks even more noble.
The north wind blew the silver fur on his cloak, and his long, wing-like sleeves made a sound in the air.
When people who came to the vegetable market to buy meat passed by him, they couldn't help but look back. The surprise in their eyes was unintentional, but they were just a little bit regretful that such a handsome young master turned out to be an idiot...
Qu Luo supported his chest. He didn't know how long it took before he stood up straight and asked the boy beside him with a faint look: "She's back."
"Who is the young master talking about?" The boy suddenly had a bad premonition.
The expression on Qu Luo's face was a little unclear: "Demon Mother."
"Mo, Miss Mo?" The young man stammered and looked back and forth: "This, this is impossible! Master, Master, listen to me, you must have read it wrong."
At this time, Qu Luo was particularly stubborn: "I read that right."
"Young Master..." The young man's eyes began to look frightened as he looked at Qu Luo.
Qu Luo didn't care how he looked at him, whether he thought he was a madman or crazy, he really looked at him, oh no, it should be that he heard someone calling the devil's mother.
"You don't believe it?" Qu Luo raised his eyebrows.
The boy's mouth twitched stiffly. How could he believe it? Everyone was dead!
"Master, have you forgotten? We watched Miss Mo being buried with our own eyes." The boy tried to remind Qu Luo in a gentle tone.
Qu Luo, however, remained calm and only repeated the sentence: "I saw her, I saw the Demon Girl."
The boy bit his lip and said tremblingly, "But Master, Miss Mo has already..."
"That's enough!" Qu Luo didn't let him finish and interrupted him coldly: "Go back home first."
Only after returning home can manpower be mobilized to find her whereabouts.
However, Qu Luo's movement was too big, and Mrs. Qu still noticed it.
Mrs. Qu raised her hand and waved away the crowd, looking at Qu Luo with determination in her eyes: "Luo'er, let me tell you again, the devil girl is dead."
"No, she didn't." Qu Luo's voice was very steady, so steady that it was almost deathly silent.
Mrs. Qu sighed: "No one can survive such a fire. You know it better than anyone else, don't you?"
"I saw her." Qu Luo had a faint smile on his face, his narrow eyes flashed with arrogance: "She is in the capital."
Mrs. Qu's hands trembled: "Luo'er, if you continue like this, I can only invite people from Nangongyuan over."
"What do you want them to do?" Qu Luo asked casually.
Mrs. Qu's eyes darkened: "I'll help you get rid of your bad luck."
"Mom, do you think what I saw was a ghost?" Qu Luo chuckled, then firmly shook his head: "No, that's not a ghost."
Mrs. Qu loosened her clenched hands, walked over, and stood in front of Qu Luo, calmly saying: "Luo'er, it's time for you to wake up. The Qu family will not want someone with an abnormal mind to be the head of the family."
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"Then I won't do it." Qu Luo said easily, without a trace of evil aura, and even his face had an abnormal meekness.
Mrs. Qu stretched out her hand and grabbed Qu Luo's collar tightly: "Luo'er! Stop dreaming. The devil is dead. She will never come back. Even if you don't become the young master of the Qu family, she will
You won’t come back alive, do you understand?”
"Mother..." Qu Luo was in a trance for a while, and his eyes brightened again: "No, it's not a dream, she is really in the capital, and I heard someone calling her name."
Mrs. Qu took a deep breath, looked at the overly pale handsome face in front of her, tears slid down: "Okay, just treat her as alive, then you tell mother, why doesn't she come to see you? If she
If you are really alive, what's the reason why she doesn't come to see you?"
Qu Luo's fingers froze, and a dull pain flashed across his face.
Something bad blocked his throat, leaving him speechless.
Then, he felt a churning stomachache that made him lose all color...
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It's night, and on the streets that are as lively as daytime, you can hear people bargaining.
"Brother, when you leave the capital at this time, no one will pick you up if you don't have more than a hundred dollars." The man dressed as a coachman shook his head at Jing Boran: "I can't go at the price you offered. It's New Year's Eve tomorrow, and for ten
A few taels of silver to travel over a mountain is really not worth it."
Jing Boran grabbed his parcel and said, "Brother, could you please make it easier for me? I have some bacon and roast chicken here that I can give you."
"No." After looking at him for a while, the coachman sighed: "I'm not a Philistine. It's going to snow soon. I have to be safe during the Chinese New Year."
When Jing Boran heard what he said, he didn't know what to do, and he walked towards the demon girl who was waiting aside.
Basically, the conversation between the two people was almost overheard by the Demon Lady. She smiled and said, "How much money do you have on you?"
"Just buy the ones from wild boar." Jing Boran was so tired that he didn't even have the strength to speak. He felt that he was sorry for the Demon Lady and wanted her to mess around with him during the Chinese New Year...
The demon girl thought about it and raised her eyebrows slightly: "These are enough."
"What's enough?" Jing Boran was confused.
The demon girl weighed the money bag in her palm and said, "I have enough money to stay in the inn."
"But I heard that the inns in the capital are very expensive." What Jing Boran said is true.
The demon girl walked forward with her long legs and explained in a leisurely manner: "Usually we have to spend some time with our shadows, but it is different when it comes to the New Year. Those who do business will find a way to rush back to their hometowns. The inn in the city is 198
There are many vacancies in Jiudu, and the prices are relatively low. We will stay in the capital for these two days..."