New Times Inn

    "Does the shopkeeper have a new love?"

    Chu Changzui thought in surprise in his room.

    The woman.

    Who is the woman who can be hugged by the shopkeeper and coaxed softly?

    …

    Although Chu Changzui never asked about who others liked, the shopkeeper was an exception.

    After all…

    As an inn clerk, Chu Changzui knew clearly that Feng Wuhen was not a kind person.

    During the time when Feng Wuhen was famous, he was not at all like now, he just stayed quietly in a small inn in the south of the Yangtze River. Wherever he appeared at that time, he seemed to be everywhere. will bleed.

    It can be said that Feng Wuhen once was a terrible Yaksha star.

    However, for such a Yaksha star, the best way is to kill him, or, find a chain that suits him and lock him.

    Yun Shujun was once the chain of Feng Wuhen.

    —But now, that chain seems to be breaking.

    Chu Changzui felt a cold sweat just thinking about it.

    He scratched his hair with a bit of a headache.

    Recently, the reputation of the shopkeeper seems to be quite high.

    This is indeed a bit unexpected for Chu Changzui, but it is reasonable.

    After all, although there are pressures from various forces, in general, many people have noticed this mysterious and somewhat eccentric shopkeeper.

    They may not know the identity of the shopkeeper, but they know that the shopkeeper is a person who dares to confront him in an instant.

    This most basic feeling of daring to fight against powerful villains can indeed easily arouse the most basic pride in everyone's heart.

    Chu Changzui has always admired the shopkeeper in his heart.

      Such an interesting person like the shopkeeper.

    He was willing to stay in the inn, maybe because he was attracted by the shopkeeper, and Chu Changzui believed that everyone else in the inn was the same as him.

    This is a strange and interesting inn.

    How many interesting people can you meet in your life, even in this vast river and lake.

    Chu Changzui found that he was even addicted to this kind of life recently.

    There are many manifestations of being addicted to one thing. For Chu Changzui, it means that he has a sense of belonging to something.

    It's different from a guy like Li Qi who looks shrewd, but can actually follow him with a single bone.

    Chu Changzui is actually very restrained like a cat.

    He can be cheeky and speak in a child's voice, but he is reluctant to tell the other party his real name.

    He almost made it a matter of pride to be the guy at the nameless inn.

    However, at this moment, reality suddenly gave him a blow.

    Indeed, although it sounds cruel and unconscionable for the shopkeeper not to find a new lover, Chu Changzui also clearly knows that the shopkeeper's lack of a new lover is the best thing for this world .

    Sure enough. He smiled slightly self-deprecatingly.

    Although he usually laughs at those famous and decent people who don't take human life as human life, but when it really comes to himself, he finds that he also has a little meaning to be strong.

    Maybe this is because he was born in a sect?

    Although he laughed at himself for a long time, Chu Changzui did not forget this most fundamental problem.

    "Always find out the identity of that woman." He thought to himself, "Only by finding out who that woman is, can we prescribe the right medicine."

    The woman had been lying in the shopkeeper's arms all the time, not moving, and seemed to be in a very bad state. Chu Changzui didn't think that the woman who could be favored by his shopkeeper would be A simple girl, so she must have a lot of background.

    Thinking of this, his expression was a little worried.

    First of all, we need to investigate where the ladies in the arena have recently disappeared, or have not often appeared in front of the public.

    It is best to study even those families who are not born.

    ...Recently, Feng Qing actually didn't pay much attention to the physical and mental health of the only child in the inn.

    She seemed to finally have a little interest in that mannequin.

    When there is nothing, Feng Qing will take off a certain part of the body to play with, or put on beautiful makeup and dress it up.

    Every girl has a dream of owning a Barbie doll, and Feng Qing thought she did not have it, but now she realizes that she is simply because of poverty.

    If there is a chance for her to dress up a doll, she will definitely spend more than anyone else.

     She especially likes to put those clothes in her closet on this model recently, all kinds of small skirts, lace edges, and cute cat ears, little carrot hairpins...:

    Every time she sees the ghostly appearance of this mannequin after being played by her, Feng Qing is very excited.

    The excitement is like a bear child who ripped Barbie's arms and legs flying all over the sky.

    No way, Feng Qing's own makeup skills can only be said to be on the level, let go of herself a little, that strange makeup must be terrible.

    —If this mannequin had a soul, it would surely die.

    …

    Yes, there is a very detailed question here.

    This mannequin is a "Mr."

    …

    In fact, this question is also well understood.

    After all, this mannequin is meant to replace a starlet who is in charge of laying a corpse in bed.

    And that little star is Mr., this mannequin can also be called Mr.

    Of course, Feng Qing willingly added these two suffixes, in addition to her being a little star, there is actually another reason.

    —that's how well this mannequin is done.

    It's not a commodity.

    Anyway, Feng Qing came to the conclusion after careful observation of this model that the money for the crew must have been spent.

    Various and non-essential details…

      Clothes are coming.

    In this regard, Feng Qing, who has spent 80% of his life eating melons, smiled coldly, showing a look that has long been bearish.

    These days, a real person can make a move in order to fight, let alone a dummy.

      realm.

    However, Feng Qing sometimes really thinks that the rough workmanship is a bit of a hindrance. After all, the mannequin in the play has to wear tights, and her lace stockings are also very tight.

    This has to be said to be a lingering regret in Feng Qing's mind when she made up Mr. Mannequin.

    She has been able to unload this guy's head and limbs very smoothly recently. It was very difficult to unload this thing when she didn't master the trick at first, but once she mastered the trick, it was like It is like a habitual dislocation, and it comes down with a little force.

    Feng Qing tried putting her head next to her pillow at night to ward off evil spirits. She is always a bit persecuted and paranoid, always worried that someone will sneak into her room in the middle of the night she.

    From this point of view, it is enough to see that the shopkeeper Feng and her little mannequin have been getting along very well recently. It's a big leap.

    She's going to put a nice make-up on her nice mannequin tonight and sleep with it.

    Wu Chuan has been staying in the inn for nearly a week. I have to say that he recently ate and slept, slept and ate.

    He began to wonder when he would be able to collect clues.

    This made Wu Chuan feel slightly disappointed for a second.

    But soon, he found something to keep him busy.

    Write a script.

    Few people know that Wu Chuan, a worker at the bottom of Jinyiwei, has a very unsophisticated hobby, writing stories.

    This may have something to do with his uncontrollable expression when he is so old and excited because of a heroic deed.

    When there is nothing, Wu Chuan will write quietly for a while by himself.

    As a Jin Yiwei, his martial arts skills are not very high.

    Just like he could hear the sound of the kitchen in the room a few days ago.

    This is why he was recruited into Jinyiwei in the first place.

    Wu Chuan sometimes smashes some of the ulterior secrets he heard, and organizes them into his novels. Few people know that Wu Chuan will use this method to vent his emotions .

    He has always been a man who can't hide his thoughts.

    Today, he was still writing in his notebook, writing, when he suddenly heard someone arguing next to him.

    What happened? Wu Chuan was slightly surprised.

    Who dares to quarrel here?

    He listened intently for a moment, and it seemed that the quarrel was between a man with a low voice and a child who had not changed his voice.

    "Don't ask who that woman is." In the kitchen, Li Qi looked at Chu Chang drunk coldly.

    "You actually knew it for a long time? If so, why didn't you say it?" Chu Changzui was slightly angry.

    "I don't say that there is a reason for me." Li Qi said coldly, "But don't continue to explore this matter."

    "Why?" Chu Chang drunk.

    "Because..." Li Qi thought of the ice room and took a deep breath.

    "It will be a very scary thing to explore further."