Xianzun, your sweet wife is fierce and sweet

Chapter 92 This inn is really dirty

Especially for those monks who love food, they have also specially trained people in the industry of chefs. Compared with the outside world, people in this small square tend to enjoy it.

Even if they tend to enjoy themselves, the people in this small Fangtian have higher cultivation speed and talents than those in the outside world.

So in a certain level, the people living in this small square are definitely better than those outside, but unfortunately, the two places cannot communicate with each other.

However, even if they cannot communicate with each other, some people can still enter and exit, such as Di Yishu, and Yuan Jing, these specific people can use specific channels.

The moving sand dune is the barrier between the small square sky and the secret realm. If there is no way to enter, it will be like the scene revealed by the sand dune when Di Yishu pretended to fall behind the moving sand dune.

Those who ate under the inn, including people from Dongcheng, looked at Di Yishu and Qian Gungun's disrespect, and thought they wanted to educate Di Yishu and Qian Gungun, but they were worried about this. The owner of the inn.

So they had no choice but to let it go and watched Di Yishu and Qian Gungun leave their sight and walked towards the second floor of the inn.

On the side of the thatched cottage, Jing Dang watched Di Yishu leave with the money, but Yuan Jing didn't say anything, Jing Dang felt a little aggrieved in his heart.

"Master, why are they doing this? They are so rude. You saved them, Master, but they didn't say a word of thanks." Jing Dang's indignant tone was also mixed with contempt for Di Yishu's rudeness.

"Saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda." Yuan Jing didn't complain too much about Di Yishu, and Di Yishu wasn't seriously injured, so he didn't count as saving him.

It's just that, of course, this cannot be revealed to Jing Dang, not because of Jing Dang's tight mouth, but because it is a secret about the relationship between their men.

Moreover, there is no need to talk too much to others, and there is no need to say that you must explain to Jing Dang, if you misunderstand, just misunderstand.

"Master, you are so kind. Look at you, you will definitely be bullied again in the next meeting." Jing Dang stomped his feet. He was still a child. don't go.

But there is nothing he can do if he can't see it, he can't help his young master with something, the young master himself is indifferent to fame and fortune, and doesn't pay much attention to these things.

He is a servant, so he can intervene, even though the young master does not regard himself as a servant, but as his younger brother, but he knows that there is a big difference between "should" and "is".

Therefore, he can't do things on his own initiative, so as not to arouse the young master's resentment. Anyway, the young master himself is not nervous about his current situation, so what is he worried about.

"Don't worry, we can leave soon." Jing Dang was still a young man, growing his body, and Yuan Jing was an adult, so his body height was of course taller than Jing Dang's.

Yuan Jing patted Jing Dang's head, this is the so-called killing by touching the head, Jing Dang's angry heart also calmed down slowly under Yuan Jing's comfort, but he still didn't understand.

"Leave? Young master, where are we going?" Jing Dang has lived here since he could remember, and he has never seen Yuan Jing travel far.

"Of course it's time to go where we should go. After so many years, it should be time." Yuan Jing's words became softer and softer, until the last two sentences were on his lips, but Jing Dang didn't hear clearly.

It has been so many years since he was sent here, and the trial should be considered over. There is no need for him to stay here any longer. When Di Yishu leaves, he can follow him.

Anyway, there will be people who will continue to take over his position later on, so why bother to care too much about this place, besides, he has visited here before and is tired of playing.

"Okay, don't think too much, go back, you haven't finished your homework for today, right?" Jing Dang's image of the deserted and strict teacher changed from the frantic look in front of Di Yishu.

"Yes, I understand, young master." Jing Dang bowed to Yuan Jing, saluted, and retreated back to his room.

Then he took the things he needed and went to the elixir room to continue refining the elixir.

When Jing Dang left, Yuan Jing continued to stay in front of the thatched hut, watching the direction where Di Yishu and Qian Gungun were flying away, and he didn't come back to his senses for a long time.

Here, Qian Gungun went up to the second floor of the inn, and found that the inn was really old-fashioned, and Qian Gungun had never lived in such a house.

A bed is still the kind of hard and bouncy wooden bed, which is not as soft as in the bamboo house. There are also chairs and stools, all of which are made of wood.

Qian Gungun was sitting on that stool, and there was a teapot on the table, which was brought up by the shop waiter just now, and there was still hot tea in the teapot.

After glancing at the bed, Qian Gungun turned around and left, and then came to Di Yishu's room.

It's not that Qian Gungun dislikes this inn very much, nor is it that Qian Gungun is too picky about its simplicity, it's just that she really can't stand Qian Gungun.

The quilt on that bed was dark yellow, and when Qian Gun rolled it, he knew that it had become so dirty after being used by many people, and it must have not been washed.

Then, on that bed, she also saw a mass of darker color. Although the area was not particularly large, she could see it with a quick glance.

She really can't stand Qian Gungun, not to mention her, she believes that many people can't stand it, it's really too dirty.

"What's the matter?" Di Yishu was sitting on the table in his room drinking hot tea, but the tea was not the pot that the shop waiter sent, but he brought it himself.

As soon as Qian Gungun came to Di Yishu's room, he sat on the opposite side of Di Yishu with his mouth pouting. He knew at a glance that he was dissatisfied with the things in it and was protesting there.

Seeing that Qian Gungun didn't speak, Di Yishu could figure out what was going on. Di Yishu drank a cup of tea first, then put down his cup and raised his eyebrows, "Then shall we sleep on the street?"

As Di Yishu said, Qian Gungun also wanted to get it, and he definitely couldn't sleep on the street. It's not that there are no conditions for accommodation here, and it's not in the wilderness. Could it be possible to sleep on the street?

"But I really don't dare to use the things here." Qian Gungun frowned, and then said to Di Yishu in an aggrieved tone.

"I didn't say to use the things inside." Di Yishu smiled, and then took out the supplies in the inn that Qian Gungun disliked.

(End of this chapter)