Feeding humans, she's serious

Chapter 62 The "Innocuous" Conflict
Seeing that Gu Fanyin was really eager to try, Ning Zhi twitched the corner of his mouth and decisively gave up the topic.

Opposite Wanfang Building is their destination, the largest inn in Fuyue City, named "Chunhua".

Thanks to the exquisite attire of the two, as soon as they stepped in, the clerk in the inn came up with bright eyes: "You two, stay at the top or stay at the inn?"

"Take the best of you."

Gu Fanyin pretended to take out a few ingots of silver from his cuffs, and directly blocked the waiter's hesitation.

Without even thinking about it, he opened his mouth and responded.

When it was time to go upstairs, Ning Zhi said slowly: "This guy is dishonest."

When it comes to the best roommate, he is obviously hesitant. If Gu Fanyin hadn't given him the money, he would have refused directly.

Gu Fanyin didn't care about it: "It's nothing more than some troubles in the follow-up, it's harmless."

After speaking, he went directly upstairs.

The upper room is very different from the other rooms. It occupies an independent floor, and all the decorations in it smell like money. Even when you open the window, what you see is the best that the entire inn can offer. scenery.

And... some things seem to be contaminated with another person's habits.

Gu Fanyin pointed it out directly: "Change this, this, and this...all for me."

Those rich colors are simply eye-catching.

There was some hesitation on the guy's face, Gu Fanyin glanced over and threw another silver ingot at his feet.

"Okay," the buddy, Ma Liu, knelt down to pick it up, and directly instructed the people around her to roll up and take away all the things she pointed to.

After confirming that the things that were not pleasing to the eye were replaced, Gu Fanyin sat on the bed, patted the place beside her, and signaled those people to leave.

The exquisitely crafted door was gently closed, Ning Zhi glanced at him, and Shi Shiran sat down at the table.

The two of them didn't speak, and tacitly listened to all the sounds downstairs.

As soon as he walked down half a flight of stairs, the man who had been hesitant to speak finally spoke up: "Li Er, you are very happy to collect the money, but that is the house where the young city lord often comes..."

"So what, the city lord is standing behind the Chunhua Inn, and these two guests seem to be of high status," the guy who spoke first took out the silver ingot hidden in his chest, and stroked it vigorously with his fingers. There was a bit of greed in the words: "The city lord is short of silver recently, and he must not refuse this free gift."

"This..." The man who asked the question gritted his teeth, and couldn't help being a little tentative: "Then what should the young city lord do if he gets into trouble?"

"Then let him make trouble, and when the young city lord makes a big fuss, we will naturally have nothing to do with us."

While talking, the guy tossed the silver ingot up, walked to the counter in two or three steps, and handed the silver to the shopkeeper who came over.

"Here comes the fat sheep?" The shopkeeper's voice was a bit rough, and he didn't pay attention to the two of them when he spoke, "You did a good job."

"These are your rewards."

A few silver coins fell to the ground, and the voices downstairs about this matter stopped abruptly.

After Ning Zhi listened to it completely, he deliberately dragged out his tone: "Is this a harmless trouble?"

"Maybe he will be kicked out in the middle of the night."

Gu Fanyin: "Then they think too much."

Even after hearing these irritating words, Gu Fanyin didn't show any expression on his face, instead he stood up and walked directly to the door.

Probably for the convenience of "certain people", the door chains were removed in advance.

"If they can push the door open, I'd really admire it."

Gu Fanyin rested his hand on the door frame, lowered his eyes, and a few dark runes appeared on the originally smooth wooden door.

From deep to shallow, and finally disappear gradually.

Those few runes, just by looking at them, can feel the solemn atmosphere.

Ning Zhi secretly memorized the incomprehensible words in his heart, but his face was unmoved: "There is a monk sitting in the city lord's mansion."

"Are you underestimating me?" Gu Fanyin bared her teeth, put her hand back on the door again, and carved a few more attack runes.

In this regard, she is not very good at learning, but it is enough to fool the average monk.

What's more, in the huge world of cultivating immortals, the only real inheritance of talisman cultivation is the hermit Gu family's lineage, and members of the Gu family will naturally not resign themselves to a small Fuyue City.

Gu Fanyin secretly poked and aggravated the attack rune, but did not let it die.

She hadn't been through the illusion much, but she could faintly feel that at least this young city lord should not have died in her hands.

Ning Zhi had a panoramic view of all her little movements, and didn't comment on it, but poured himself a cup of warm tea, covering up the slightly raised corners of his lips.

Until night fell, the two of them were lying on the bed, Gu Fanyin tapped his hand, and the scattered runes flashed dimly, directly blocking all the noisy sounds downstairs.

"Sleep, no one will break in."

Gu Fanyin always liked to sleep, so he yawned lazily, and raised his hand to force Ning Zhi's raised hair down.

Ning Zhi: "..."

Just as he was about to speak, he felt the people around him close their eyes, and then, they let out regular breathing sounds.

Ning Zhi: "...Your sleeping breathing doesn't have such a pattern."

After specifying, you can hear the breathing sound in your ear adjusted in a very humane way.

The expression on Ning Zhi's face was indescribable: "This kind of law is not correct."

Gu Fanyin: ...

He quickly raised his hand and buried Ning Zhi's head in his arms.

Then, the ears were clean, and a pile of blood was almost pricked around the neck.

Gu Fanyin closed his eyes on the bed for countless times, and his movements were extremely proficient. He closed his eyes and buried the dagger under the pillow, and forcibly closed Ning Zhi's eyelids with the other hand.

"……sleep."

Ning Zhi: ...

When they finally calmed down, there was a "harmless" shock outside the door.

Surrounded by people, the Young City Lord looked at the closed door with displeasure, and swung his fist.

With a "bang", as if it had hit a thick discus, the Young City Master's face was blue, and he squatted down embarrassedly, clutching his fists.

Just now... I seem to have heard a click?
Are the bones broken?

The guards on the side looked at each other in blank dismay, and finally, in order to prevent the young city lord Qiuhou from settling accounts, he took the initiative to step forward and drew his sword to slash at it.

"Crack-"

This time the voice was extremely clear, and the two guards looked at the shattered sword on the ground with disheveled faces, their faces turning from blue to white.

The young city lord raised his head sullenly, and then happened to meet the secret text that lit up and gradually faded away.

His face suddenly changed.

The original angry expression also froze on that gloomy face, replaced by the faint fear in the expression and the jealousy buried deep in his heart.

"Go invite Master Qian Fu!"

The young city lord got up slowly, his eyes staring at the hidden text began to burn. Not long after he stood up, he twisted his body on the ground in pain, raised his hand to pinch his neck, gasped as if he was suffocating, and ordered: "... Hurry up!"

(End of this chapter)