Chapter three hundred and ninety seventh borrowing things
Five days later.
After the water lion's treatment, Qianyu's injuries were almost recovered. When he opened his eyes, he spotted two familiar figures.
Tan Xinmeng and Honest Monk.
"Donor, you're awake." The honest monk said with a smile.
Tan Xinmeng fell asleep beside the bed, and the honest monk signaled not to wake her up.
"Let's talk outside."
The honest monk got up and walked to the courtyard outside the room. Qianyu got dressed and followed him out.
"Donor, that female benefactor is very affectionate to you." The honest monk said with emotion, "I have had countless women in my life, but no woman has ever been willing to sacrifice so much for me."
"Dead monk, that's because you don't treat others sincerely. How can others treat you sincerely?"
"That's right." The honest monk was right when he thought about it. He was a playboy and was used to being glib. He didn't even know which sentence was the truth.
"Dead monk, why did you come to the city lord's mansion?"
"The carnival day is over, I came here specially to see you."
"It's over?" Qianyu was a little surprised, "How long have I been sleeping?"
"No more, no less, exactly five days."
"Who won the championship?"
"I heard he is Iwakuru from the Iwa family."
"He defeated Ye Ling?"
"Yes, although his cultivation is one level lower than Ye Ling, he has the blood of the Thunder Spirit clan and used the power of the blood to finally defeat Ye Ling." The honest monk said lightly, "Donor, look at others, little
You can turn the tide at a young age, but what about you? In a duel, both sides suffered losses. It is a pity to miss such an important game while recuperating."
"Damn monk, please stop making sarcastic remarks here." Qianyu glared at the honest monk with disdain.
"Hey, donor, I feel sad for you too."
"I think you are grieving for the Qiankun Stone."
"Hey, those who know me are benefactors." The honest monk looked at Qianyu with a smile, and Qianyu said seriously: "What do you want to do, dead monk? The Qiankun Stone is in Yanhe's hands, I can't go to Yan's house to steal it, right?
"
"Why not?"
"Are you really planning to steal?"
"It was borrowed, not stolen!" the honest monk corrected, "I just borrowed it for a while and then returned it after using it."
"I won't go." Qianyu refused sternly.
"Donor, can you do me a favor?"
"You are so powerful. If you just wipe out the Yan family, won't everything belonging to the Yan family belong to you?" Qianyu suggested.
"Donor, you know Lao Na. Lao Na is a kind-hearted Bodhisattva and never kills innocent people. The Yan family has no grievances against Lao Na, so why do you want to kill them?"
"You still have some conscience." Qianyu continued, "I advise you to give up this idea. Stealing is not good after all."
"I told you it was borrowing, not stealing!" the honest monk said seriously.
"If you say borrow it, then just borrow it." Qianyu was too lazy to argue with the honest monk, "I won't help you anyway. If you want to borrow it, just do it yourself."
"Donor, do you really want to be so cruel?"
"This is a matter of principle. How can I help you steal...borrow other people's things?"
"Donor, if you don't help me, I will leave Liuyun City immediately."
"If you want to leave, just leave. If you want, don't leave."
"Donor, please don't forget that five days ago, you killed Xiao Yu'an, Xiao Yun's son. His debt has not yet been settled with you."
"Damn monk, are you threatening me?" Qianyu's eyes widened.
"Hey, I don't dare to threaten the donor. I just remind the donor of the crisis he is currently facing." The honest monk smiled treacherously.
"There are rules on the carnival day. There is no need to pay for killing people with their lives. Although Xiao Yun is angry, he does not dare to seek revenge from me."
"Donor, please don't forget that you are in the City Lord's Mansion now. With the City Lord's protection, Xiao Yun naturally does not dare to come. When you leave the City Lord's Mansion, I don't need to say more about how Xiao Yun will deal with you, right?"
Qianyu fell into deep thought. Xiao Yun's son died in his hands. Xiao Yun would definitely avenge his murder.
"Donor, you have only two choices. One, leave Liuyun City immediately, return to Qianyue Cave, practice in seclusion, and never come out again. Two, cooperate with Lao Na, Lao Na will help you deal with Xiao Yun, how about you help Lao Na borrow the Universe Stone?
"
"Damn monk, you are such a villain." Qianyu cursed viciously.
The honest monk beamed: "Haha, thank you so much for the compliment. I am not a gentleman, but a real villain."
"Damn monk, when are you going to steal?"
"It's a loan!" Honest Monk corrected him again, "If it's convenient for the donor, how about doing it at the third watch tonight?"
"Tonight? This is too sudden."
"Hehe, even the donor thought it was sudden, and the people of the Yan family must not have expected it." The honest monk smiled even more happily, "Donor, please rest first, I will go and relax. See you in the evening."
After saying that, the honest monk left in a hurry. Qianyu sighed depressedly and was about to go back to his room, but he met Tan Yi.
"I have met the city lord." Qianyu bowed and saluted.
"Little friend Qianyu, how is your recovery going?"
"It's almost recovered."
"Very good." Tan Yi smiled with satisfaction, "You can leave the City Lord's Mansion early tomorrow morning."
"So sudden?"
"During the five days when you were in coma, Xiao Yun came to me many times and asked me to hand you over to him. He wanted to avenge his son."
"Isn't it said that killing someone on a carnival day will not pay for your life?"
"It's just talk, why should we take it seriously? Besides, the person who died was Xiao Yun's son. Xiao Yun was a narrow-minded man, and he must retaliate. Xiao Yuan is his only son. If you kill Xiao Yuan, he will definitely not let you go.
.If you stay in the City Lord's Mansion all the time, he will keep coming to see me, and I will be in a difficult situation."
"I understand." Qianyu understood Tan Yi's approach.
"Don't stay in Liuyun City for too long, leave as soon as possible." Tan Yi left advice to Qianyu, "Also, pay attention to the group of people in the Assassin's Mansion, they are hiding in the dark, so be careful."
"Yeah." Qianyu nodded carefully. He was a little nervous now. He had offended the Assassin House and also offended the Xiao family. He was about to go to the Yan family to steal things. If he was caught, the Yan family would also cause trouble for him. The four major
He offended two members of the family, and there was no place for him in Liuyun City, so he had to go to Tianyi City to avoid the limelight.
Back in the guest room, Tan Xinmeng was still awake. After packing his clothes, Qianyu left quietly without taking a single cloud with him.
After leaving the guest room, Qianyu walked straight, planning to leave the city lord's palace and find an inn in the city to stay temporarily. Tan Yi's words were very clear. He would be asking for trouble if he stayed any longer.
When Qianyu walked outside the house, Tan Xinmeng suddenly chased him out: "Master, stay!"
Qianyu stopped and said with a smile: "Apprentice, what's wrong?"
"Master, I heard from dad that you are leaving Liuyun City?"
"Yeah." Qianyu nodded truthfully.
"Master, can you not leave?" Tan Xinmeng looked at Qianyu affectionately and begged.
"Apprentice, there is no such thing as a banquet that lasts forever. Now it's time to say goodbye." Qianyu was also a little sad.
"Master, can't you stay a few more days? Even one day is fine."
"No." Qianyu refused.
There were tears in Tan Xinmeng's eyes. Qianyu's departure made her very sad.
"Master, if you are not here, I will miss you very much." As she said that, Tan Xinmeng's tears fell down her eyes, and her pitiful appearance made Qianyu feel uncomfortable.
"Apprentice, it's not a separation between life and death, why are you crying?" Qianyu forced a smile and helped Tan Xinmeng wipe away her tears.
"Master, will we meet again in the future?"
"See you again if we are destined." Qianyu didn't know either and could only speak vaguely.
"What if we don't have a chance? Wouldn't we never see the master again?" Tan Xinmeng cried even more sadly.
Qianyu didn't know what to say, so he could only smile as an answer.
"If I never see Master again, I have a gift to give to Master. Just think of it as a souvenir for Master." Tan Xinmeng wiped away her tears and asked Qianyu to close her eyes.
"Master, stretch out your hands, then silently count from one to ten, and then open your eyes after counting."
"What souvenir do you want to give me?" Qianyu closed his eyes and asked with a smile.
"You'll know later." Tan Xinmeng said mysteriously, "No peeking. Okay, let's start counting!"
Putting the souvenir into the palm of Qianyu's hand, Tan Xinmengfei ran away. Qianyu began to recite silently: "One, two, three...seven, eight, nine, ten!"
Opening his eyes and seeing the object in his palm, Qianyu's expression was complicated and could not be described in words. He felt as if he had been stabbed deep in his heart, and he just froze in place, unable to regain consciousness for a long time.
Because the souvenir Tan Xinmeng gave him was a cold jade mandarin duck pendant...