Master, please take it easy

Chapter 39 The Itch in the Itch (2)
Chu Liangyin vaguely agreed, Er Jiang exerted some strength, and Chu Liangyin's body trembled, seemingly feeling refreshed.

"Left." Chu Liangyin ordered, and Er Jiang quickly scratched the left side. Through several layers of fabric, she could feel the rash on her skin, and Er Jiang couldn't help shaking. , it is estimated that life is worse than death.

"Strength." Chu Liangyin ordered again, and Er Jiang hurriedly exerted force, "Is this okay?" He asked cautiously, his voice a little fearful.

"Well, it's comfortable!" Chu Liangyin praised, her voice was comfortable, and it sounded a bit lazy and charming.

Er Jiang who was behind couldn't help but blush and lowered his head.

Outside, Heng He's whole body was already messed up in the wind, the sun was shining brightly on his head, but the cool wind was blowing from the back of his neck, he could hear the voice just now from that room clearly, oh my god, Uncle Qi sent Er Jiang what happened?
Flutter.

A pigeon covered in light red suddenly landed on the window sill of the room. It was not big, but the color was quite dazzling.

Chu Liangyin looked over and frowned instantly.

Er Jiang glanced at the pigeon and couldn't help being surprised, how could there be a pigeon of this color? Looking down, he noticed a bamboo tube with the thickness of a little finger hanging on one of the pigeon's feet. Strange enough.

Chu Liangyin snorted, snatched the tickle from Er Jiang's hand with her backhand, and said, "Catch it here."

Er Jiang nodded and walked towards the pigeon.

When the pigeon saw people approaching, it felt a little uneasy, but it didn't fly away, it just spun around like a spinning top.

Er Jiang couldn't help laughing, reached out and grabbed it, not daring to use too much strength, and returned to Chu Liangyin holding it, "Master Uncle."

Chu Liangyin was a little irritable, and scratched the itchy place twice, then turned around and untied the small bamboo tube from the pigeon's leg.

Er Jiang only felt that the pigeon was curious and played with it, but he didn't see Chu Liangyin's face that changed color when he saw the note in the bamboo tube.

"Forget righteousness!" Cursed, and slapped the note in his hand on the table, Er Jiang was startled, and looked at Chu Liangyin immediately, and found that her face was not very good.

"Uncle, what's the matter?" Er Jiang took a step back and asked cautiously.

Picking up the tickle again, and scratching her back vigorously, Chu Liangyin's body trembled, she must have felt very comfortable scratching, "Ning Zhaoran, that dead woman, I don't care about my own affairs, let my old lady take care of it. The family is gone."

The pigeon in Er Jiang's hand spread its wings restlessly, as if it was also afraid of the violent Chu Liangyin, so don't cook it again in a fit of anger.

Er Jiang blinked, as if he didn't quite understand, "That's the Demon Sect... Oh, no, something happened to the Maya Sect?"

Pulling the last mouthful of porridge into his mouth, Chu Liangyin threw away the chopsticks with his backhand, and Huo Di stood up, not forgetting to scratch around with the tickle to relieve itching.

Chu Liangyin walked back to the window, feeling more comfortable with the wind blowing, "A member of the Presbyterian Church was attacked, and many died, and we didn't find out who attacked them, and they came and went without a trace." Slightly narrowed his eyes At first glance, Chu Liangyin's mind filtered out all the gangs that had conflicts with the Maya God Sect, and there were only a handful of gangs in the Presbyterian Church that could seriously hurt them.

Er Jiang opened his mouth wide in surprise, and the pigeon in his hand made him relax for a moment, and flew away.

"That was planned in advance, otherwise how can we not find out who it is." Er Jiang analyzed.

"Maybe, who knows. They encounter countless such bad things every year, but never so many people die." Chu Liangyin didn't care, it happened every year, so Ning Zhaoran also Don't take it seriously, in order to stay with Zhuge Wufan, let her go and see it, it's a shame.

Er Jiang was dumbfounded, "Then, how many people died?" An elder hall?I seem to have heard before that one elder hall of the Demon Cult has nearly a thousand people, and there are ten elder halls in total. Not counting the personal guards of the leader of the Demon Cult, there are nearly [-] people. In fact, the Demon Cult is the number one in the martial arts. No faction has as many people as them.

"More than 700." Chu Liang's voice was calm, and the number [-] seemed to be just a number.

Er Jiang was stunned again, more than 700? More than 700 people died?They didn't even care about it.

Putting away his expressions, Er Jiang cleaned up the dining table, but he was still thinking about the Maya Sect, "Uncle Qi, don't you plan to take care of this?" In fact, he still wanted to know about the friendship between Chu Liangyin and Ning Zhaoran It looks so good, but Chu Liangyin doesn't care much about the Maya Sect, so it shouldn't be like this.

Rubbing her face, Chu Liangyin's face also had a little red rash, which was almost the same as Yue Lifeng's face, "My mother is suffering now, who cares about her mess."

Er Jiang was dumbfounded, well, he was talking too much again.

After packing up the tableware, Er Jiang came out of Chu Liangyin's room, and just as he closed the door and walked towards the kitchen of the inn, Heng He suddenly appeared, which startled him.

"What did you do in the uncle's room just now?" Heng He narrowed his eyes slightly, with a dangerous expression on his face, as if he already knew some secret, and was just waiting for Er Jiang to confess and be lenient.

Er Jiang frowned, not recovering from Heng He's fright.

"What are you pretending to be stupid for? Say it!" Heng He asked forcefully, as if he would not give up unless he asked.

"What? What can I do?" Er Jiang was innocent and pouted.

Heng He snorted coldly, raised his chin slightly and looked down at Er Jiang with his nostrils, "Don't think I don't know, I heard it when I passed by just now."

Er Jiang rolled his eyes, bypassed him and continued to walk forward, "Since you heard it, why do you still ask me?"

Heng He didn't give up and chased after him again, this time he grabbed Er Jiang's arm, his expression was not like just now, but he was a little old lady, and he muttered: "Er Jiang, we have known each other for so long, what kind of person are you? I know people best. As for you, you are simple-minded and easily deceived. No matter what you look at, you have to keep your eyes open. Although you admire the martial arts of Uncle Seven, it doesn't mean that you can dedicate everything to the object of your admiration. this is not right……"

"What are you talking about?" Er Jiang stopped suddenly, turned around and frowned at him, his words became more and more out of tune, what a mess.

(End of this chapter)