New Times Inn

    "Good morning, treasurer."

    "Morning." Feng Qing said expressionlessly to a guest who passed by her.

    "The shopkeeper, where are you going in such a hurry?"

    "Go to the toilet." Feng Qing looked at these guests who were familiar with her on weekdays and could even make jokes.

    The sun is still very good today, spring is here, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, and the surrounding is very comfortable.

    The inn is still as quiet as before, like a paradise.

    Feng Qing sat at the dining table with her mobile phone in her hand, looking at her breakfast, which was still the taste she was most familiar with, very good.

    She slowly picked up the chopsticks and took a bite, thinking about whether to teach Li Qi to make something else in a few days, change the taste, such as milk pudding or something.

    As a result, just as she thought of this, she suddenly heard a scream from outside.

    A woman stumbled in, her face covered in blood.

    The moment she came in, she seemed to have lost all her strength and knelt to the ground, and behind her, there were scattered footsteps.

    The moment she ran in, everyone in the inn stopped.

    The people in the lobby stopped to eat, the guys stopped their work, and all of them looked at the woman at the door in unison.

    "Save, save me, I..." The woman was out of breath, because she was kneeling at the gate, and Feng Qing happened to be with the woman. A glance.

    As soon as Feng Qing looked up, she could see the woman's **** face, her tragic expression, and her suddenly dull eyes when she saw her.

    The woman was a little stunned.

    Usually, some people who encounter difficulties will run towards the inn. After all, the guys in the inn are all kind-hearted people, and they will stay in the inn for a while.

    But everyone knows that the innkeeper hates seeing dirty things.

    For example, she doesn't like seeing some ugly things in front of her eyes, especially blood and dead people.

    Although this may be regarded as hypocritical by some people, but who can be strong without a little eccentricity? Everyone naturally respects the shopkeeper.

    The woman knelt there with a pale face, Feng Qing's mouthful of porridge was half swallowed in her mouth, and she held up the spoon for a long time.

    When the atmosphere in the inn was extremely stagnant, Feng Qing calmly swallowed the porridge.

    "What are you doing in such a hurry to run? Look, this is not a step, so be careful next time."

    Li Qi threw the rag in his hand and said calmly, "Received."

    Feng Qing lowered her head to look at her mobile phone again, her face unusually calm.

    Xiao Bai stepped forward, pulled the woman up, and took her to the backyard.

    Ah, today's weather is still so clear and so beautiful.

    After a while, a group of people entered the inn. Feng Qing looked up and saw that it was the group of people who had been sent by her to monitor whether An Huo was in a relationship.

    The leader of them is an ordinary-looking beggar.

    He had a few more scars on his body, looking miserable, and even the sack behind him seemed to be heavier.

    "I'm so sorry, treasurer, we had an accident some time ago, so I haven't been able to talk to you for a while." The old beggar said after coughing twice.

    "Indeed, we didn't expect that those people were so despicable and shameless, and they even carried out sneak attacks, causing Elder Li to suffer such serious injuries..."

    "Elder?" The people who passed by Feng Qing raised their heads in surprise.

    She is Xiaohua's sister who often comes to Xiaobai to play. Her name is Ruhua. She came here just now to deliver biscuits to the inn.

    "Yes, Li Zhangma, the price increases, the grandma's grandma." Feng Qing suddenly interjected.

    "You may not have seen that this uncle is actually a woman, although it doesn't look like it on the surface, but he really is, is it a surprise?"

    When she said this, Ruhua opened her mouth in surprise, and then she couldn't help laughing secretly.

    "Sorry, I really didn't see it, you guys keep busy, I'll go back first, when Xiaobai comes over, let him go to West Street to find Xiaohua." Ruhua said and left Inn.

    Feng Qing calmly took the mobile phone and looked at the people in front of him, the man who looked the strongest seemed to look at the old beggar meaningfully and said with a smile, "Mother Li Zhang. "

    "Cough cough." The old beggar coughed twice, but didn't say much, "The shopkeeper, if you have anything to ask, let's go upstairs and talk about it, there are many people here. Miscellaneous, not very good."

    "Okay." Feng Qing nodded and took everyone upstairs.

      ."

    "But is the shopkeeper sometimes going too far? It looks like he doesn't want to touch those things on the rivers and lakes, or... he doesn't want to believe it?" Feng Xi After he finished speaking, he shook his head.

    "How is it possible? I must be stupid."

     "Where's Hua Jing? He hasn't come back since the day before yesterday?"

    "He should be so busy right now, where does he have so much time to come back."

    "That's true." Chu Changzui said, "I hope his side progresses smoothly, don't go too far."

    Feng Qing finished entertaining the group of guests who had just come in, holding a pile of stationery and messy things that they handed over, and began to be in a daze.

    Should I say it or not, the contents of these letters are quite familiar, and many of them are serializations of the "words" that she has been chasing. Some time ago, she was curious about the authors of these words. Suddenly stopped writing?

    Now it seems that it is not the author who stopped updating, but the author has an accident.

    She picked up a piece of paper and looked at it curiously.

    "The capital of the Hua Dynasty has been in danger recently, and there are many difficulties. A minister who often confronts him in the courtroom has often impeached him recently, saying that he put all the forces of the court on the court. It's useless."

    Next.

    "The situation in Huacilou seems to have stabilized recently. The spies should have been eliminated, but whether they have been eliminated, we still dare not confirm."

    Next.

    "The Five Sacred Sects seem to be preparing to unite recently to fight the shopkeeper of the nameless inn."

    Next...

    Feng Qing finished the mess, and let out a long breath.

    Another day as usual.

    She looked up and looked out the window, the big tree was about to grow to the eaves of her house.

    After thinking about it, Feng Qing lowered her head, took out her mobile phone and took pictures of these pieces of paper, and then lowered her head to write and draw on the notebook, not knowing what she was writing.

    …

    Hua Chaodu is in a very bad mood today.

    He looked at the man standing opposite him, and for a moment, he wanted to sneak up to his bedside in the middle of the night, and then take off his head.

    Unfortunately, he can't, because at this time, if the person on the opposite side has an accident, everyone will guess that he did it all the time.

    An old man who can only talk nonsense, should have gone to the grave with his followers long ago, they have no idea how critical the current situation is for the court, but still talk about it The military forces of the imperial court should not be wasted on such things.

    However, Hua Chaodu has nothing to do with the person in front of him.

    Because, there are many people in the court who really think so.

    Some of them are afraid of going to war with Moment. Over the years, many people have more or less seen the forces in Jianghu.

    The other part of the people, because of their excessive contempt for Jianghu, simply do not believe that there is such a dangerous organization.

    After Huachao went down to the court in a bad mood, he suddenly heard that someone wanted to see him.

    And that person he also knew, it was the person he arranged to go to the six doors lurking in the nameless inn.

    "What's wrong? What happened in the inn?" Hua Chao was a little curious.

    "Nothing happened, but the shopkeeper asked me to give this to you." The man handed over a small envelope.

    Hua Chaodu opened the envelope in surprise and saw only a pen inside.

    He looked up and asked, "Why did the shopkeeper give me a pen?"

    "The shopkeeper said that he was worried about you recently, afraid that you would be bullied outside, so you don't have to worry about taking this pen with you at all times," the person said.

     After Hua Chao heard it, her heart warmed slightly.

    He took the pen, thinking that it might be a unique sign of some kind of shopkeeper, maybe the staff of the shopkeeper can recognize his identity through this pen, like It's the same thing that happened in Devil's Valley.

    However, this good mood did not last long. As soon as he brought the pen to him, he suddenly saw a person walking over and said to him arrogantly.

    "Is that the Master of Flowers? We adults want to see you, I wonder if we can go with you?"

    Hua Chaodu's eyes instantly turned cold.

    The immortal, after gaining the upper hand in the court, came to show off his power again?

    He took a deep breath, swallowed the anger in his heart, and said, "Lead the way."

    "Ah yo, Master Hua, forgive me." As soon as Hua Chaodu entered the restaurant, he saw the grown-up greet him without a smile, and smiled at him hypocritically, " When I was in court just now, did the Master Hua not get angry? I'm sorry, I really didn't mean it."

    "If your lord doesn't mean it, then you can change your statement in the court tomorrow, at least not to be as aggressive as today." Hua Chaodu said.

    "Oh, there's no way." The adult paused, and suddenly said meaningfully.

    "I can't control my mouth, though not on purpose."

    "Because what I say is my truth."

    …

    In a dark room thousands of miles away, a person was running a computer in the room while listening intently to the sound coming from the headphones.

    "...you know...the truth is the last thing to hide."

    "...even if I knew it would bring disaster to myself?"

    “…Yes.”

    "Sometimes people always insist on saying something..."

    "You said it, right?"