New Times Inn

    When Chu Changzui returned to the inn, he felt that his legs were going to soften.

    He thought he would see an empty inn.

    Although the business of the inn has always been very prosperous, if the powerful myth of the shopkeeper is broken, many guests in the inn will choose to leave.

    Even guys.

    He can't imagine what kind of rumors will be spread in the rivers and lakes tomorrow after the inn's secret book is taken away, so he has been downcast on the way back, and he can't wait to make the way home The longer the better.

    However.

    …

    When Chu Changzui looked up and saw the familiar inn.

    He looked at the pedestrians coming and going in front of the store and was stunned for a long time.

    "Aiyo, Xiaobai, you're finally back, how are you playing? Are you having fun?" Feng Qing touched Chu Xiaobai's head when he saw him, with a very kind expression on his face expression.

    She was actually a little embarrassed, but she didn't want to show it, after all, she had been scolded by her friends all afternoon.

    "Feng Qing!" Her friend shouted in her earphones:

    "I thought you finally got a chance, you're a fart! Didn't you still run away?"

    "You swore to me before and told me to get ready! What are you preparing for?"

    "I'm really ready!" Feng Qing said very seriously.

    "I bought the beggar downstairs one day in advance and asked him to go all the way to Yangzhou with his mobile phone to help me attend the conference!"

    “…”

    Feng Qing's words were extraordinarily impassioned.

    It's just that she didn't realize that the more impassioned she was, the more silent her friends became.

    "Also, I want to teach a person who is illiterate how to operate a mobile phone, how to put out his voice, and how to put my speech perfectly for everyone to hear, how much energy I spent, you do you know?"

    Feng Qing was about to cry as she spoke.

    …

    One night before the conference, Feng Qing touched the beggar downstairs and made a deal with him.

    The beggar has been asking for it here for three months. It can be said that Feng Qing has been asking for as long as the shop has been open.

    In order to make this beggar work for her, Feng Qing specially gave him a large amount of silver, which was enough for him to do a small business by himself. At that time, the beggar looked stupid.

    Furthermore, in order to achieve this plan, Feng Qing also did a big thing.

    She deliberately got a pair of moving ears and tail on her body, pretending to be a monster to scare the beggar.

    This trick really works.

    Beggars were afraid of being eaten by monsters, so she obeyed Feng Qing's words, and swore that she would not dare to tell others about Feng Qing's account of him being beaten to death.

    ...The only thing that made Feng Qing unhappy was that she was pretending to be a vixen, but the beggar called her Wong Tai Sin.

    This beggar is very good, but there is something wrong.

    —Teaching him to use his phone was too difficult.

    On the day before the conference, Feng Qing sneaked the beggar into the inn, and urgently trained him on how to use the mobile phone, let him take a bath, eat his fill, and put on a suit Clothes covered from head to toe, with bluetooth earphones and mobile phones, I embarked on the journey like this...

    During the period, Feng Qing was in charge of commanding with a bluetooth headset, and used a GPS map to confirm Xiaobai's location. While preparing to respond to the question from the opposite side, he played games while hiding at home.

    And this is what happened that day.

    When Feng Qing was connecting with her friend, she was playing games and playing games. From the beginning to the end, she didn't know what happened to Chu Changzui.

    Feng Qing's friend held his forehead and listened to Feng Qing's tearful statement from beginning to end.

    "I taught him that phone for two full hours. After I taught it, I forgot, and I forgot to teach it again..." What Feng Qing said was emotional.

    Her friend straightened up suddenly, "I have some questions."

    "You asked."

    "You have been hiding in the house, why do you say there are many people on the street?"

     "Because there were indeed a lot of people at that time." Feng Qing said.

    She showed her friend the trading area of ​​the main game city.

    In that place, every inch of land and every inch of gold, basically everyone…

    "Then...why do you say the route is strange?"

    "It's a problem with its planning. There is a trap in a daily task, and it wants to trick me into another way, but I saw through it and checked the strategy online." Feng Qing Said triumphantly.

    "Then you..." Her friend covered her forehead in pain, "The place you were talking about was all people in official uniforms..."

    "Here." Feng Qing clicked on a map.

    A special map with the word "official" written on it.

    Feng Qing said with emotion, "It turns out that the official uniforms in this game are so restored, I feel like I usually...ahem, it's very similar to the ones I saw in the crew."

    "Last question."

    Her friend asked word by word.

    "You, would rather spend two hours teaching a person who doesn't know how to read to learn to use a mobile phone, rather than attending a conference in person with all-inclusive board and lodging, and car pick-up and delivery ."

    "What do you think?"

    "The shopkeeper!" Before Feng Qing could answer this question, she heard someone open the door outside, and the guys at the inn asked anxiously, "You, when are you? back?"

    "Ah? I..." Feng Qing felt guilty, "I must have come back in the afternoon! Is it much faster than Xiaobai, because I took a shortcut and came back."

    "Then what happened to our inn?"

    Chu Changzui, who was standing at the front, looked at Feng Qingqing with anticipation.

    He just heard some incredible things from rumors.

    "Our inn?" Feng Qing thought for a long time, "Nothing happened."

    She played a game here for a day, the inn's wife was mediocre, and nothing happened.

    Ah, but really, there is something strange. Feng Qing suddenly thought.

    This matter has something to do with that beggar.

    Feng Qing thought that the beggar went to Yangzhou and would not be able to come back for a while. After all, she heard that the beggar gang in Yangzhou was very powerful, and it was reasonable to say that there was the beggar's base camp.

    Who knows, that beggar actually came back in the afternoon, and the speed is particularly amazing.

    Also, the way he came back was very strange.

    —When Feng Qing found him, he was lying on the edge of the window on the second floor.

    At that time, Feng Qing was a little dizzy while playing games. She wanted to push the window to blow some wind, but as soon as she opened the window, she stared at the homeless man.

    Don't say, Feng Qing found that the beggars seemed to be quite tasty.

    She has never seriously looked at what this beggar looks like before, after all, this beggar is always disgraced.

    Even if Feng Qing asked him to take a bath the day before, it was dark and she didn't see anything.

    After washing it up now, Feng Qing looked at his vicissitudes of life and suddenly felt that this beggar was a little uncle.

    However, this beggar's way of appearing is a bit special. Feng Qing speculated that it may be that he told the beggar that he was a monster and that he wanted to meet the beggar in the way of a monster, so he was on the second floor Appear.

    Don't tell me, he is quite childlike.

    Feng Qing smiled at the other party, then reached out to pull him up, and said, "It's coming very fast, much faster than I thought."

    As a result, just as she touched the hand of the man on the opposite side, the man suddenly shouted heartily.

    He jumped from the second floor at once, fell steadily to the ground, and then fled along the path.

    At that time, Feng Qing was dumbfounded.

    An old man who looked fifty or sixty years old jumped down from their second floor and was as light as a swallow. Although her building was not high, it was a little too scary.

    Feng Qing didn't really think of anything at that time, but now that Chu Changzui reminded her, she suddenly realized, could it be the legendary Qinggong?

    Wait, since that beggar knows how to do light work, does that mean that he is most likely a member of the Beggar Gang?

    Feng Qing slapped her thigh in pain.

    It turns out that the master is by my side!

    How did she find out?

    Chu Chang returned downstairs drunkenly, and followed the people in the inn to look at each other.

    Li Qi looked at him and nodded.

     "Yes, the shopkeeper really rushed back to the inn before the old thief king succeeded."

    The guys around looked at each other and could see the joy on each other's faces and the shock that could not be concealed.

    The shopkeeper listened to the words of the Taiwei Shi He, turned around and left the mansion without saying a word.

    Then, she ran all the way with light energy and flew back to the inn.

    —It only took two incense sticks to travel hundreds of miles.

    This speed has exceeded everyone's imagination.

    The last three days and three nights when the shopkeeper retrieved the clothes in the Forbidden City, it can be said that it was barely within the common sense of the martial arts people, so this time, the shopkeeper is just like A gust of wind.

    It's no wonder that the moment the old thief king saw the shopkeeper, he was so frightened that he turned around and ran away.

    "Wind without trace, wind without trace, that's what it meant."

    Overnight, the news of the shopkeeper spread like a gust of wind throughout the rivers and lakes.

    In today's world, there is no trace on snow, there is drifting on water, and there is magic. Everyone thought that this was the limit of light work.

    Who knows, today they see the truly terrible limit in this world.

    -

    "Hahahahahaha..."

    A week later, Feng Qing was eating potato chips in the house while looking at a book she just took down from the bookshelf.

    "The shopkeeper is actually the legendary Feng Wuhen?"

    She casually bought these words from the bookstore not long ago. She always buys a bunch of them and flips them slowly when she has time.

    Who would have thought that she would miss the most lively scene in the arena because of this.

    "Wind has no traces, this name sounds amazing." Feng Qing sighed.

    She shoved the book into the bookshelf.

    For Feng Qing, this incident was just an after-dinner chat, and she never thought that the sudden surge in passenger traffic in her inn last week would have anything to do with this incident.

    However, Feng Qing heard that Taiwei Shi He left suddenly for no reason.

    "We come and go, go and come again every day, just to torment us." Feng Qing said.

    …

    What Feng Qing didn't know was that soon after she left, there was another person in front of the bookshelf.

    —An Huo Shahi.

    She threw the large bundle of booklets in her hand into the bookshelf and patted her hand.

    "Why is there always so much information about Huacilou, one after another."