Song Yu finally got rid of his emotions from the fact that the person he hired with money turned his elbow outwards, when he saw Xie Nanshi's movements.
He was still immersed in the sadness that he spent money to hire, but the girls all followed Jie Nanshi. What about the player who was agreed to be the protagonist? Why does it feel like he is more like a background for the protagonist to be taken advantage of. Song Yu thought so, and spoke
There was a bit of ridicule and dissatisfaction in his tone: "You are bringing the files of our Safety Department with you so late at night, where are you going?"
Xie Nanshi didn't realize the slight awkwardness and unhappiness in Song Yu's words, but he still replied seriously: "Quick fight and quick decision."
Song Yu was curious and instantly forgot about his dissatisfaction just now. He grabbed Xie Nanshi's sleeve and said, "What are you going to do? Take away all the evil statues of these individuals one by one?"
Jie Nanshi didn't say anything, but just put his eyes on Song Yu's hand: "Are you not angry anymore?"
Song Yu was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't expect that a piece of iceberg wood like Xie Nanshi would be able to detect his own emotions. The rest of his original unhappiness completely disappeared, and instead he wrapped Xie Nanshi's big sleeves a little tighter in his hands.
, turned into a playful smile again: "We are grasshoppers on the same boat now. Besides, I can really be angry with you."
Xie Nanshi thought for a while and then said: "Even if we have all experienced some unusual things, we are still different."
Okay, are you trying to distance yourself from yourself? Besides, the psychological quality of the NPC is quite strong. Song Yu originally thought that the conversation just now had some impact on Xie Nanshi's outlook on life, but it turned out not to be the case at all.
Hurrying to get rid of the Demon Guard Road again.
Song Yu sighed: "Actually, I think this matter is definitely not as simple as it seems on the surface. Let's take a long-term view. Why don't we take a good rest and tomorrow morning..."
He said that Nan Shi had a tough look on his face. Apparently he was not persuaded by him, so he had no choice but to change his words: "It will be a little late tomorrow morning. Let's have some food before leaving. You still have to take me with you. After all, I can still tell
Something you can’t see.”
"For example, what you mentioned, status and blood volume?"
"That's right."
Xie Nanshi pondered for a while, and just when Song Yu was about to give up on persuading Xie Nanshi, he turned around and headed to the main hall.
Song Yu glanced sideways at Xie Nanshi and couldn't help but curl his lips: This cold Taoist priest is actually a bit well-behaved.
The Safety Department has not hired any extra people yet, so dinner was naturally prepared by Qiaoyi.
Even in such a little-known place, Qiaoyi couldn't bear to wrong her young master. She used her extraordinary martial arts skills to make all kinds of exquisite food every day. Song Yu couldn't help but feel grateful for this time.
Qiaoyi survived. Otherwise, he would not only lose a caring assistant, but also enjoy less life!
As soon as Song Yu finished praising Qiaoyi, a little red parrot rushed in and blocked the plate in front of Song Yu with a flap of its wings. It was the same parrot that stood on Qiaoyi's shoulder last time.
"Beauty, mine!" The parrot enunciated the words extremely clearly, and its big eyes were full of contempt.
This is the first time in Song Yu's life that he has tasted being despised by a bird, and it feels a bit strange. The little parrot jumped on Song Yu's head in a majestic manner, lowered his head and looked at Song Yu with his small mung bean eyes, and then said
With a sneer, he yelled "Chou Jie, Chou Jie" and went to look for Qiao Yi again.
Song Yu received a lot of blows today and sneered twice. Qiaoyi blushed and grabbed the little thing that was inserted into her neck: "I'm sorry, Master! I really teach it every day. Master is the best in the world."
The most handsome man, but he..."
Song Yu hurriedly waved his hand to silence Qiaoyi. This public execution was a bit shameful: "Forget it, bird, aesthetics are always different from ordinary people, justice is in the heart."
Qiaoyi couldn't hold it back for a moment, she laughed out loud, and her face suddenly turned redder: "That's what the young master said."
But the parrot suddenly revealed its small green bean eyes again, and looked at Song Yu for a while as if in shock: "Shameless, shameless!"
Song Yu was so angry that he laughed: "I don't know what the owner of this bird thinks, but he just taught some unpleasant words."
"Tell the truth, tell the truth..." Before the parrot could finish speaking, Qiaoyi pinched its beak in panic. Qiaoyi was a little surprised: "Master, how did you know that this parrot was raised and taught by someone?"
Song Yu picked up a chopstick and said: "If it hadn't been for an owner, this bird would be so ugly when it flew outside, and it would have been caught and plucked long ago."
Qiaoyi suddenly realized it, and loosened her fingers holding the parrot. Her eyes were curious and sparkling: "So you have a master. You are so cute, your master must miss you too."
The little parrot was combing its feathers aggrievedly. When Qiaoyi said this, it became happy again and kept calling "Beauty, beauty". Although the parrot is small, it has a loud voice. Song Yu couldn't laugh or cry: "It listens to you.
, why don’t you ask it what its owner’s name is.”
"Yes, little bird, do you know your master's name?"
The little parrot blinked: "Master, master."
Qiaoyi smiled again: "Yes, of course you call me master when you call me master, just like I call you master when I call you master. Then what is your name? Do you know?"
This parrot is more understanding of human nature than expected. When asked by Qiaoyi, he actually answered: "Yuanfang! Me! Me! Yuanfang!"
The little parrot could break up its sentences extremely clearly, and Yuan Fang was obviously its name. Song Yu was surprised and couldn't help but hold down the parrot's tail, watching it blow itself up into a ball of hair again: "You are
Yuan Fang, where is Di Renjie?"
The strange thing is that the little parrot suddenly stopped blowing its feathers. Instead, it shrank up and cried out in a flattering manner: "Ji."
Song Yu shook his head: "Forget it, leave it alone. Qiaoyi, go back and ask who lost such a parrot. If you can find the owner, send it back." Whose pet is not a treasure, and it is raised so smartly
I can answer calls on my own, and it feels very sad to lose it.
Qiaoyi naturally responded to what she said: "Yes, young master, I will look for you when I get back."
The little parrot Yuan Fang was shocked on the spot: "No! Beauty! Mine, beauty's!" The way it looked at Qiaoyi was like looking at some scumbag who abandoned her husband and son.
Song Yu was so amused that he said, "If you don't want to send it away, just keep it and play with it first."
Xie Nanshi had already finished his meal, put down the bowl and chopsticks, and was obviously ready to leave. Song Yu didn't care about teasing the little parrot, and quickly took two mouthfuls of rice before throwing away the bowl and chopsticks.
Put: "Let's go."
Xie Nanshi paused for a moment, but did not stop him from following. Seeing that the two were about to walk out of the main hall, Yuan Fang spread his wings and flew out, hovering above Xie Nanshi's head for a moment, and finally landed on Song Yu's shoulders, stretching out his wings.
Pointing forward: "Let's go shopping quickly."
Song Yu clicked his tongue and reached out to grab it and throw it to Qiaoyi. He didn't plan to take Qiaoyi with him when he went out this time. After all,
PC is not immortal. If he dies, where will he find such a good housekeeper?
Yuan Fang seemed to have had a premonition, and immediately jumped to avoid Song Yu's grabbing hand: "Idiot, go quickly! Idiot!"
Song Yu:......
"No problem, take it with you." Xie Nanshi glanced at Song Yu, and stopped this time-wasting action before a battle between man and bird was about to happen.
Hearing this, Yuanfang stretched out her neck in amusement, looking like the most dickish little person I could be.
Song Yu couldn't hold it back anymore and poked the bird's head: "I've never heard of parrots needing to escape."
It was already the end of the moon, and the moonlight fell on the man sitting on the wall of the courtyard holding a giant sword. She saw Song Yu and Xie Nanshi jumping down from above, blocking the two of them directly.
in front of people.
"I think you need someone to lead the way."
…
In fact, the confession has been written in great detail, and there is no need for anyone to lead the way, but having an extra skilled person will provide more protection, and the feet are on Du Anchen's body, so she can come and go freely. After Du Anchen finished talking about leading the way, he hugged her.
With his sword in hand, he thrust it hard between Jie Nanshi and Song Yu, and walked in one direction with his head held high.
Thirteen confessions were collected today, and naturally it was impossible to screen and eliminate them all in one night. Du Anchen randomly chose a closer direction and soon turned into a very dilapidated alley: "The family named Qiao
There is only an old man and a child at home, and it is said that the evil god is worshiped by the old man at home."
There is no curfew in this small place, but for ordinary people, it has become a habit to rest at sunrise and then at sunset. After all, candles are also very luxurious things. At this time, the sky has completely darkened, and only the moonlight is left on the
ahead.
There is no pavement in this alley, and it looks a bit muddy after being soaked by the rain in recent days. There are still slops and rotten leaves floating in it, and it smells fishy. Du Anchen's expression remained unchanged, but his steps were obviously two minutes faster.
, so that Song Yu couldn't care about the mud on the soles of his feet and had to trot to follow.
Fortunately, this alley is not long, and we soon arrived at the entrance of Qiao's courtyard. The courtyard gate is just a circle of fences, with two broken pieces of wood hanging at the front. It is considered a door. People here are already so poor.
It is necessary to guard against thieves.
Seeing Du Anchen standing aside with his sword in his arms after leading the way, and Xie Nanshi looking cold and cold, Song Yu sighed and took the initiative to knock on the door that looked like a decoration, and shouted loudly: "Is there someone here?
at home?"
After waiting for only a moment, a ragged child carefully opened the door, leaned out half of his body, held the door frame and asked, "Who are you?"
This child was only five or six years old. He was so skinny that only bones remained. His head was very large and his proportions were very uncoordinated. Song Yu felt soft and asked in a soft voice: "Child, where is your grandfather?"
Standing on Song Yu's shoulder, the parrot following him started chanting: "Child, where is your grandpa? Kid, where is your grandpa?"
"Grandpa is worshiping God." Maybe some animals interrupted him, so the child finally opened the door completely, stared at the parrot with his round eyes for a while, and then pointed to the other side. It was a simple shack made of wood and straw.
It looks very shabby, but it looks much cleaner and tidier than the house they live in.
Song Yu's expression turned cold, and he secretly thought that they were still a step too late?