Looking at the crowd scattered, Zhuang Rou looked down at the corpse on the ground and asked Qin Qiu: "You people in the martial arts world will probably not report to the officials if you kill someone, right?"

"..." Qin Qiu sneered, "Whoever can report to the official? It's usually the matter that happened."

When Zhuang Rou heard this, she immediately picked up the shield and opened her eyes wide and shouted, "What are you still stunned? Run away quickly!"

After saying that, she turned around and ran away. Yinba had no idea what had happened and followed blindly.

No one was killed by Qin Qiu, so he didn't want to take the blame and ran away quickly.

The two bodies were thrown on the street, and the passers-by seemed to have not seen them. Only the shopkeepers in the surrounding shops snorted and asked the clerk to go to the yamen to report to the officials.

Otherwise, if the corpse is thrown at the door, how can this business be done? The government has to pull the corpse away.

Many years ago, people in Laixiang City were panicked because of fighting in the streets and killing people, and they were so scared that they could not sleep at night.

Now after years of baptism from the Qianmei Society, they have become accustomed to this kind of thing. As long as they fight on the street and don’t hit the store.

Anyway, these people who died are all fighting people in the martial arts world and are too lazy to even the government.

Moreover, people in the martial arts world have some advantages. If they affect ordinary people, they will often jump out of the young heroes who are brave and brave.

The people don’t know why they like to meddle in other people’s business, but they all find that as long as you act more grateful, slap your hands loudly, and cheer a little, most of these knights will smile and leave without any reward.

Zhuangrou ran out of two streets here, and suddenly she saw a square. There was a temple with high incense next to it, and there was a thick winter cherry tree in the middle of the square.

The pink cherry blossoms on the tree are like clouds, pressing thickly on the tree. There are also many lanterns and small wooden signs hanging in the gaps of the branches.

She remembered that this was the first winter cherry tree that the guide guy mentioned. Maybe the monk had lived in the temple next to him.

I have run over two streets, and I think the people who come to the yamen won't come. They didn't investigate the case of revenge in the world.

Not to mention that just by asking about the shops around you, you will know what's going on and you won't care.

Not receiving the emperor's order is a death sentence. Maybe he would have to bring the body back happily so that he could take the credit from the court.

The scenery here is so beautiful, Zhuang Rou stopped running, but walked under the tree and looked at the wooden sign hanging on the tree.

"I wish Liu Lang loved Niu Niu every year, and Niu Niu missed Liu Lang every year, and Lang loved Niu Niu and came to Niu Niu to miss her."

"I hope my senior brother will find the peerless secret book as soon as possible."

"The head of the sect died long ago!"

"I hope my brothers and sisters will love me very much, and I wish my sister a return to heaven soon."

"If you marry a master, you will lose your son and your grandson!"

The content of the sign on the tree surprised Zhuang Rou. She thought the tree was full of beautiful relationships between men and women, and after half of the time, she was cursed!

The lives of people in the world are really colorful. Look at the content written by these contents, some of which are amazing, and they even deliberately use their left hand to write.

I am afraid that someone will recognize who it is from his handwriting and end up being expelled from the sect.

"It's interesting, let's write one too." Zhuang Rou walked to the stall under the tree guarding the signboard, and threw the money in front of the monk who was sitting in meditation, and changed the signboard.

There was a small table and pen and ink next to it. She picked up the pen and thought about it and wrote it on the sign.

There were not many words, so she wrote it in a few strokes. She put down the pen and turned around and hung it on the tree.

Qin Qiu looked up and saw the words "Get what you want" written on it.

"What do you want?" he asked casually.

Zhuang Rou stood under the tree with her hands in her arms, looking at the sign sandwiched among the petals of the winter cherry blossoms, "I know and I want people who live well to get what they want."

"Of course, it also includes you." She turned to look at Qin Qiu and laughed, "For example, paying off the blood debt for the person he had killed, or putting down the butcher's knife and determined to protect me for the rest of my life."

Qin Qiu said coldly unmoved: "I only want cats, you are thinking too much about the rest."

"The cold-blooded monster who only knows how to kill is really terrible." Zhuang Rou gave him a blank look.

"You are not qualified to say to me. You killed someone in the street just now." Qin Qiu retorted, and picked up a sign and wrote it.

Zhuang Rou stretched her head over and saw that he drew a vivid cat with a few strokes. Without writing a word, she closed the pen and hung it on the tree.

"You can actually draw, which is really unexpected." She pursed her lips and said unwillingly, "How about the style of helping me draw a purse?"

Qin Qiu suddenly stared at her with a strange look and said, "Are you brain sick?"

"If you don't draw, you won't draw. Why do you hurt people? It's really unreasonable." Zhuang Rou hummed dissatisfied. She was such a stingy guy, just drawing a style.

The two were chatting under the tree, and suddenly someone came over and greeted him, "Mr. Zhuang, long time no see, I look good."

When Zhuang Rou turned around, she saw He Xiaoran from Fengxi Villa, the sinister man who was as white as a snowman, who gave him the name Mr. Bai, looking at him with a smile on his face.

He followed Sun Zhiling, who looked sorry, explained awkwardly: "Miss Zhuang, Mr. Bai heard that you are here, so he must come to see you."

He Xiaoran clasped his fists and smiled, "Mr. Zhuang, don't blame Miss Sun Er. She is helpless."

"What's the point of blaming us? We already knew each other." Zhuang Rou nodded slightly and said.

After not seeing each other for several months, the man's complexion is much better than when he saw him last time. It seems that he has made some adjustments.

Seeing that she was still so easy to get along with, He Xiaoran said, "Mr. Zhuang, Huajie will start in a while. I have booked a wing room next to the street. It is better to enjoy the scenery and sit there."

"You can have a drink and see the beautiful fairy figures all over the street."

Flower Street?

Zhuang Rou was stunned for a moment, and suddenly remembered that the guide guy said that the three days before the Qianmeihui began, all kinds of beauties would show their faces on the street, so let everyone have a glimpse of it first.

Although it feels strange, if you don’t show your face, who knows how beautiful you are? Naturally, there is no advantage for those who show up early in the competition.

No matter how reluctant a person shows up, he can only show up in order to compete for the sake of competition, so as to compete.

At this time, there were more and more people on the street. When you stand on the side of the street, you will definitely only see the heads, and you are sweating profusely. It would be better to sit with him in the restaurant room, free and comfortable.

Thinking of this, Zhuang Rou agreed, "Okay, then I'll disturb Mr. Bai."

He Xiaoran also folded his fists and returned the greeting, "Master Zhuang is so polite, please."

"Please." Zhuang Rou smiled.

Since he is not afraid of dealing with him and offending other people in the world, then go and have a look.

The group came to a luxurious restaurant not far away. This building was only three stories high, and there was a half-meter-wide protruding terrace facing the street, which could be leaned against the railing and looked down.

There were already people on it, and some people wanted to go in, but were told that the customer had already been full and there was no more half of the seats upstairs.

He Xiaoran led everyone to the second floor. The location of this floor is the best, neither short nor tall. You can clearly see the beauty sitting in a sedan chair or riding a horse and a car.

The room is elegantly decorated and the dishes have been served. There are two maids from He Xiaoran who are serving them.

Zhuang Rou took Qin Qiu to sit down, and only four of them sat on the table that could accommodate ten people.

It seemed as if Zhuang Rou had come, Yinba sat on the ground, and the two maids carried a pot of big flesh and blood the size of a bathtub and placed it in front of it.

Yinba didn't even slap his chest, grabbed the bones full of flesh and started gnawing, and he no longer remembered where he was.

Zhuang Rou glanced at He Xiaoran a few more times. As long as he didn't mention anything he had to look for him, he would pretend not to know.

"Please." He Xiaoran didn't mention anything, but just brought a glass toast, and really started to eat wine.

After three rounds of drinking, there was a sudden noise outside. Zhuang Rou walked to the terrace and saw people rushing down there. She saw a group of people carrying a high couch with colorful roofs and gauze on it.

A woman sat cross-legged in the middle of the couch, looking extremely beautiful. There was a lotus painted between her eyebrows, wearing a pink and white dress, a white jade hairpin and a lotus. She was as elegant as a flower fairy and extremely beautiful as a flower fairy.

At this time, He Xiaoran got up and walked to the terrace. The maid brought a square plate over with brocade cloth on it and placed more than a dozen kinds of gorgeous jewelry.

I saw him pick up a golden jade hairpin, which looked very valuable at first glance. He raised his hand and shot it behind the couch.

The jade hairpin flew out and pierced lightly into a pillar full of small holes behind the soft couch, ranking at the highest point.

There were already a lot of hairpins on the pillar, and there were other kinds of jewelry on the brocade plate below, all of which could not be pierced into the hole, and all of them were good things.
Chapter completed!