Chapter 211 211 Leave quietly

Hearing that Yang Fan avoided the topic and was temporarily conflicted, Zhu Qian calmed down and said, "That's it for now, why don't you go back and think about it?"

Yang Fan said with a sneer: "The biggest, most fragrant, and most delicious cake in the world seems to be about to hit my head. I am really a little confused."

Zhu Qian bowed her head shyly and smiled without saying a word.

After laughing, Yang Fan immediately thought of saying goodbye, "Then... let's stop talking today. I also need to go back to change the dressing. We have a long way to go, so we will talk another day."

Zhu Qian nodded, "Yes!"

Yang Fan bowed and walked away, leaving Zhu Qian blankly looking at the swinging curtain, thoughtful and lost.

A voice suddenly came from behind the tent, "Everyone has left, and there are no flowers left."

Zhu Qian was obviously used to it and was not afraid. She sat upright and said, "How is the investigation going?"

"Found it." The voice at this time had already drifted to the door.

Zhu Qian took a sip of tea and didn't ask any questions. The curtain was opened, and the breeze blew in, causing Zhu Qian's hair to sway unsteadily, and her originally beautiful face became more lively and playful.

It was Xiao Yan who came in, the mistress of the house.

"Oh... Miss! Didn't you say that the pretty boy is the most unreliable? Why do you favor the pretty boy who is number one on the list?"

"So what do you think of him?"

Xiao Yan stood behind her, thought about it thoughtfully, blushed for some reason, and said playfully: "As long as the lady likes it."

Zhu Qian: "He is indeed special, so it's not easy to be special. Let's talk about your discovery!"

After gathering his thoughts and returning to business, he immediately became capable and serious, "It has been determined that the master behind Jianghu Inn is nearby. Although he tried his best to suppress his aura, I finally sensed him in the dense forest outside the city."

Zhu Qian: "If he hadn't suppressed her well, no one would have thought that there could be a woman in the world who could reach the level of a super master at such a young age."

Xiao Yan just smiled at the compliment and said, "I was afraid that I might alert others if I went there, so I ordered Black and White Wuchang to go to the dense forest to investigate. Fortunately, Black and White Wuchang lived up to his command and discovered the secret meeting between Mr. Ge and Chen Shusheng. From this, it is not difficult to infer that there is something behind Jianghu Inn."

The financial backer is most likely the Third Prince."

Zhu Qian nodded and smiled: "What information did you hear?"

Xiao Yan shook his head, "Although Brother Black and White Wuchang is very good at Qinggong and good at hiding and hiding Qi, his level is still not satisfactory. He didn't dare to get too close, so he didn't bring back any useful information."

Zhu Qian: "Forget it, finding out the source is the best news."

Xiao Yan: “I wonder if this news needs to be reported to Heaven?”

Zhu Qian thought thoughtfully for a moment, then slowly shook her head and said, "No need."

Xiao Yan was puzzled, but didn't ask any further questions.

Zhu Qian smiled and said: "Do you know the meaning of being dead with lips and cold teeth, and a rabbit is dead and a dog is cooked? Only when my imperial brother is still in crisis, can I have value beyond my status; if there is nothing in this world that he is afraid of, then I, the princess, will not even have an egg.

It’s worse. Do you think this is true?”

Xiao Yan smiled and said: "Miss Zhizhi!"

The master and the servant flirted with someone but didn't talk about it; someone didn't talk about it, but their thoughts were already overflowing.

No one in this world doesn't like others to like themselves.

Yang Fan got Zhu Qian's hint, he was free and easy, very romantic, but when he thought about having a wife and children at home, he felt that he was worse than a beast, and he felt guilty for the secret joy in his heart.

If I think about it more carefully, if I marry the princess and can't be an official or a businessman, then that's fine. Anyway, I just want to be a useful loser in this life. But the problem that comes after doing something good is that it will definitely put yourself in trouble.

Placed before the eyes of the world, like a bird in a cage, on the stage

Every word and deed of an actor is in full view of the public, and his actions will definitely be suspected and exploited by those who are interested. Thinking of this section, Yang Fan already had the answer in his heart. To be honest, unless Zhu Qian is willing to abandon her fortune for Yang Fan, otherwise

He had no intention of choosing Fugui for Zhu Qian.

The most popular novels in the world are nothing more than CEOs doting on their maids and princesses loving diaosi. But true love is the upgrading of responsibility and character. The good and the bad have to come first. Since the first girl who appears in Yang Fan's life is not Zhu Qian, then there is no such thing.

Need to become the ultimate woman.

Heartbeat is the charm of women. But responsibility is the charm of people, especially men.

Yang Fan raised his head and lowered his head for a while. In his uneasy mind, he walked to the city wall unknowingly. He just wanted to take a breath and find some quietness, but unexpectedly he encountered a man dressed in black gauze and a bamboo hat. He was so quiet.

Jing Jing asked: "Why are you here?"

Yang Fan said: "I want to be quiet."

An Jing looked at Yang Fan without saying a word.

Yang Fan didn't say a word, he was so happy that he was quiet.

Jing Jing: "Then you should speak, I will leave with the master soon."

Yang Fan said oh, and immediately greeted: "You are still injured, so you must take good care of yourself. Have a safe journey."

After waiting for a while, no one said anything, Jing Jing said again: "That's it, don't you have anything else to say?"

Yang Fan: "Oh, by the way, it's obvious that Zhuo likes you very much. You are her first friend. Go and say goodbye to her."

Jing Jing: "Then what?"

Yang Fan: "Say hello to the mummy for me."

Jing Jing said "bastard" and turned around to leave.

Yang Fan looked at An Jing's back and felt confused.

Not long after enjoying the quiet time, Zhuo Zhuo walked up with a depressed expression. Seeing Yang Fan here, he stood silently beside Yang Fan, his depression a little lessened.

Yang Fan: "She's gone?"

Zhuo: "Yes!"

Yang Fan: "Didn't I say goodbye to you?"

Zhuo: "Only a note was left."

Yang Fan: "She does have personality."

Zhuo: "Since I am her first friend, why don't you think she meets me?"

Yang Fan smiled and said: "The more you care about someone, the more afraid you are of leaving him. In fact, she was standing in your position just now, looking at you from a distance."

Zhuo also laughed, looked at Yang Fan's profile, and couldn't help but want to ask: "Then will you leave without saying goodbye?" But after the words came to his lips, he did not dare to ask.

Yang Fan: "I've always wanted to ask you a question."

Zhuo: "Say."

Yang Fan: "She is the future leader of Poison Valley and the biggest witch in the world in the future. Do you think she is a bad person? You know what I am asking."

Zhuo said seriously: "She is white."

Yang Fan: "Interesting."

Zhuo: "The one with the black cloth strips on his body is also white."

Yang Fan: "That's even more interesting. The worst people in the world are white. Then do you think the best people in the world are black?"

Zhuo thought about it seriously: "I don't know. I only know that the most people in the world are gray."

Yang Fan: "Today I will tell you a knowledge point. Remember it. The one wrapped in cloth is called a mummy. Let's call him a mummy from now on."

Zhuo said "Hello", and after a moment he seemed to remember something. He took out a wooden sign from his arms and handed it to Yang Fan.

After taking the wooden sign, he saw some blood stains on it. Yang Fan wiped it, then put it in front of his nose and smelled it. The light fragrance was refreshing.

Zhuo Zhuo blushed and fiddled with the hem of his clothes with his fingers.

Yang Fan said: "It's not bloody, but it has a bit of milky flavor."

The red color is very festive.

Yang Fan said seriously: "The words on this are weird and weird. I don't know them. But the carvings on the board are very special. At first glance, they are a mess. But when you look closely, they feel a bit abstract. They are very valuable for collection, but you can't see them.

What material is it made of? It’s neither gold nor wood. What do you think the material is that smells like milk? Do you think some trees on the grassland have this peculiar smell because they have the conditions to be soaked in milk?”

Zhuo said weakly: "I always keep it close to my chest."

Yang Fan opened and closed his little mouth, not knowing what to say. He seemed to be absent-minded today.

Zhuo said: "Mummy gave a piece to Sister Cheng, and Anjing gave a piece to me."

Yang Fan: "You mean this is the nameplate of Poison Valley?"

Zhuo: "Well, it seems that it has a high status and has other functions."

Yang Fan: "Is it possible that I can give orders?"

Zhuo: "I don't know about that."

Yang Fan: "Do you think the mummy is a little special to me? And I seem to be very familiar with Grandpa Chen. Do you think it is possible..."

Without waiting for Zhuo Zhuo to answer, Yang Fan began to talk to himself: "Do you think it is possible that he is an old monster who borrowed a corpse to resurrect his soul, or a loose immortal whose golden body was destroyed, so he wrapped himself in cloth strips, so that he could use his internal energy to

Laser, the reason why he is special to me is because he likes my skin and talent, and he plans to wait until I reach a certain level in cultivation before he comes to seize my body?"

Zhuo said seriously: "Are you thinking too much? I heard from grandma that there are many diseases in the world that cannot be cured."
To be continued...