When Chu Qingyan returned to the teahouse, she didn't see Qin Meiyu.

The owner of the teahouse said that someone had left him a letter. Chu Qingyan was not much surprised. She took the piece of paper and recognized it for a long time, and finally understood what Qin Meiyu meant.

The word is too ugly.

I don’t know if there are too many talismans, but this character is full of teeth and claws, and it is like ghosts drawing talismans.

Chu Qingyan frowned, and after reading it, she carefully folded the paper and put it in her arms and placed it close to her body.

"Oh, this little baby looks really similar to the girl who just left." The shop has just opened less than a year ago, and the teahouse owner lay on the brand new counter and said happily, "I've lost weight, but I look so pretty."

Chu Qingyan seemed to have been reminded by him, and looked down at the little child following her.

The little child who was by his side was no longer Mu Ran when he was beaten, nor did he hold on to the endless desire to survive in the hem of his clothes. She was very quiet, with only a pair of eyes looking alert and terrified at the people and things around her.

The teahouse has a room in the backyard for meals.

Qin Meiyu's letter only said that he would come back tomorrow. Chu Qingyan didn't want to change the place, so she told the teahouse owner that she wanted two rooms.

When the teahouse owner heard that the business was coming, he was naturally happy and hurriedly called the guy to lead the person over.

Chu Qingyan hesitated for a moment: "Can..." He didn't know how to say it, and raised his hand and pointed to the little child following him, "...I'll find someone to help her take a bath."

The teahouse owner smiled and nodded: "Don't worry, I'll just let my wife come here."

My wife?

Chu Qingyan looked at the teahouse owner in confusion.

"A guest official saw that he was a scholar with knowledge, so he naturally didn't know the common name of our countryside. The husband is my old woman. A woman, as soon as she got up, she would mess with you without hesitation, making you confused." The knowledgeable and familiar teahouse owner looked at him with a smile, and found some face for himself, "It's nothing big, just give in when you make a fuss..."

The teahouse owner saw that the two of them were spoken by letter, and the circle of their eyes was slightly red when they left, and the expression in front of them was sloppy, so he was very sure that the two must have had a quarrel. He couldn't help but persuade: "Look at this child, this is so old, and small quarrels are inevitable between husband and wife. Small quarrels are pleasant, but if they get bigger, they will be sad. You are a man, be generous, and you will admit your mistake tomorrow and find the person back. You still have to live a life."

No matter how unfamiliar Chu Qingyan is, she understands the meaning of the teahouse owner. She wants to explain it seriously, but she doesn’t know where to start.

Seeing that he wanted to speak but stopped, the teahouse owner suddenly felt a sense of compassion for the same disease. He patted Chu Qingyan on the shoulder: "Stop talking, I understand. I will give you 20% of the discount for the meal tonight."

Chu Qingyan looked at him.

The teahouse owner said again: "You have to pay for the remaining 80% of the money you have to pay for yourself."

Chu Qingyan: “…”

This is what the 20% discount means? No wonder the business of this teahouse is so deserted.

The wife of the teahouse owner is a woman who speaks very well. Chu Qingyan had just arrived in the room and had not sat down yet, and happily brought the thin child who had been following him who had left the place without saying anything.

Chu Qingyan had considered the matter of accepting disciples.

Xiao Fengqin likes to worry and talks about these things all day long. He just feels that his current qualifications are not enough to teach others. Because of his childhood experiences and what Taoist Yun Qi did, he is currently a little repulsive of the relationship between master and apprentice. Moreover, he never thought that he would accept female disciples, or a thin little man like a cat.

He was wrapped around his neck by the cool breeze. When Chu Qingyan got up and closed the window, she found that it was already rich in night outside. On the small town, dim lights were floating in uneven layers.

Where is she now?

"Customer, the little baby has been packed up," two knocks sounded at the door, and then the voice of the teahouse owner's wife came, "The little baby is very obedient, a little afraid of being sick, and has some injuries on her body. I also applied medicine. You can go and see her."

Chu Qingyan opened the door and politely handed over a piece of silver: "I'm sorry, you're here."

The teahouse owner's wife took the silver and smiled even more happily: "It's okay, I'll be fine, I'll come here to visit you again in the future."

As she spoke, she seemed to be unable to suppress her curiosity and asked whisper: "What does the little baby have to do with you? My family said it was your child, and I don't think you look like a father."

When facing outsiders, Chu Qingyan always said very little: "What's the matter?"

"I saw that the little baby had a lot of injuries, some of which were quite serious," said the wife of the teahouse owner hesitantly. "The little baby looked familiar, a bit like the crazy woman's house on the fireworks...uh..."

She suddenly stopped and laughed dryly: "Maybe I've read it wrong. My family and I have just been here for more than a year. We are a well-mannered family and never go to that place. I heard that the crazy woman usually treats the little baby as a cat and a dog, and beats her as she wants, and scolds her as she wants. It's really a sin..."

Suddenly realizing that he was talking too much, the teahouse owner's wife hurriedly found an excuse to walk away.

Chu Qingyan stood for a while and walked towards the next room.

This remote town is not very prosperous. The rooms in the backyard of the teahouse are not big and not exquisitely decorated. The small figure curled up beside the bed, making the room very empty.

The candle should have been moved by herself, very close to the bed. She held her knees and curled up into a small ball.

After taking a shower, the person looked refreshed and clean. His long hair was not dry yet, and it was loose, and it slid down some of it covering her cheeks, making her face look smaller.

Chu Qingyan stood at the door without moving. He was still thinking about the words of the teahouse owner in his mind. He was in a daze and his eyes fell on the small face.

Yes, it's a bit like that.

Qin Qi's request was very strange. He went straight away without asking anything. When he got closer, he only heard the sound of the whip whistling in the air and the dull sound of falling on the flesh. Before he could see the situation clearly, he saw a small figure pushing open the half-closed door and rushing out, rushing over and pulling his robe tightly, shouting in panic, "Immortal save me! Immortal save me..."

The clothes are worn, thin, small, and a pair of eyes are very beautiful. The eyes with hazy tears seem to be like a pool of clear water, clear and bright.

It's very similar to Qin Shan.

Just for this, he did not hesitate at the time and reached out to help the little doll.

It turned out that the one who whipped her was her mother, which was very difficult. He was not good at getting along with others, so he simply sealed her mouth with silver.

Xiao Fengqin told him that if he encountered anything that could not be solved in the ordinary world, he would spend a lot of money.

Sure enough, all the tests are all the souls.
Chapter completed!