All the NPCs I meet have become my binding pendant [Unlimited]

The maids are carrying heavy wooden boxes and stepping on wooden clogs, struggling to move forward.

Chu Xin stopped them.

"May I ask what this box is for?"

The leading waitress stopped: "This is the powder for Miss Li Mei."

"cosmetics?"

"Miss Limei's face must be taken care of carefully, and a lot of makeup will be consumed every day." The waitress replied naturally.

After listening to the other party's answer, Chu Xin remembered the red folding fan, so she hurriedly asked again: "Do you know that Qingyuan warrior has a red folding fan?"

With a bang, the box in the maid's arms fell to the ground.

Just hearing someone mention this folding fan has already caused panic among the maids.

"That kind of thing...! Throw it away!"

The maids hurried away stepping on clogs.

Only Chu Xin and Tong Chengcheng, who were full of confusion, were left behind.

The two looked at each other, and could only continue walking towards He Mei's room.

"Is this fan cursed? For example, anyone who holds it will..." Tong Chengcheng speculated.

"I think it should have something to do with the owner of the fan," Chu Xin said.

Tong Chengcheng: "You mean Qingyuan warrior?"

Chu Xin hesitated: "...not necessarily."

Soon, they arrived at the door of He Mei's room.

It just so happened that two waitresses came over here carrying boxes, presumably they were delivering cosmetics to the third lady, He Mei.

However, as soon as they approached the door, they heard Mrs. Kanzaki scolding from the room.

"You trash! You can't sing, you can't dance, what use is it for the Kanzaki family to keep it?!"

The waitress who was delivering things outside stopped immediately when she heard the stern voice.

Mrs. Kanzaki turned to look at the maid after hearing the sound.

"Why are you giving these to her? It's not a waste!" Mrs. Kanzaki walked out with a cold face, and directly knocked over the box in the waitress's hand.

Watching the sky full of makeup powder scattered into the air, mixed into the thin snow.

"Why are you angry with some of the maids?"

At this time, a clear voice sounded, and the maids looked at each other as if they had found a savior.

I saw that Qingyuan Warrior appeared here at some unknown time.

Mrs. Kanzaki's expression softened a little.

"Tomorrow is the celebration, you still have more important things to do, so leave these small things to me." Qing Yuan persuaded.

Mrs. Kanzaki glanced at Kami who was bowing her head aside, and finally she was too lazy to argue with a fool and decided to leave.

When she left, her emotions suddenly became extremely excited: "During the celebration, Li Mei's face and dancing posture will definitely bring new glory to the Kanzaki family!"

Qing Yuan leaned over and sent Mrs. Kanzaki respectfully: "You are right."

After Mrs. Kanzaki left, the maids finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The Qingyuan warrior squatted down.

Gently stroking the scattered powder with fingers, slowly pinching them into a small pile.

Some bottles and jars were not broken and were still in good condition, Qing Yuan carefully picked them out.

Seeing this, Chu Xin also lowered her body to help him pick up the surviving bottles on the ground, and then Tong Chengcheng and the maid joined in.

Seeing the bottle and jar he handed over, Qing Yuan was slightly taken aback, but still reached out to take it.

He put the bottles and jars that were still in good condition back into the box, and sent the box to Kami who kept her head down in the room.

When He Mei saw the box, she didn't respond.

Qing Yuan sat down and helped her open the box, revealing the bottles and jars inside.

He Mei's eyes suddenly brightened, like a shining star, it looked sparkling.

Qing Yuan gently pressed her small head.

The maid who continued to clean the ground outside the door said in a low voice: "As expected of Mrs. Kanzaki, the Qingyuan warrior who grew up under her care. Only he can comfort Madam."

Another said: "Tomorrow is the celebration, let's be more careful."

"I can see Miss Satomi's performance."

"If I had a face like Miss Satomi..."

"Shh..."

Tong Chengcheng, who had been standing in the snow all this time, said to Chu Xin, "Do you think the relationship between Qingyuan Warrior and He Mei is a bit too good?"

Seeing her gossipy face, Chu Xin couldn't help but reply, "How old is He Mei, she's just a little girl."

"I didn't mean that!" Tong Chengcheng blushed, "I think Qingyuan warriors are taking special care of He Mei."

Maybe it's because girls have a sharper sense of this aspect, after she reminded her, Chu Xin also realized this.

Seeing that Qingyuan had no plans to leave for the time being, Chu Xin said: "What you said makes sense. I plan to stay here for a while and observe. Why don't you go back first?"

Tong Chengcheng was reluctant: "What's the point of leaving you behind?"

Chu Xin smiled nonchalantly, and said, "There's no need for the two of you to waste time here, why don't you help me check the situation of Limei's collection of cosmetics?"

Tomorrow is the celebration, and he wants to know about Limei's information.

This time Tong Chengcheng naturally readily agreed, and the two split up.

Chu Xin did not dare to disturb Qing Yuan and He Mei, but stood alone in the snow, quietly watching their relationship.

He Mei seemed to like these bottles and jars, picked them up one by one and looked at them repeatedly for a long time, but there was still no expression on her face.

Qing Yuan was on the side guarding her.

The shadows, one big and one small, showed a little warmth under the winter sun.

Chu Xin quietly asked the nearby maid, "How long has Qingyuan Samurai been at the Shenzaki house?"

The waitress replied: "Samurai Qingyuan was brought here when he was a child, and he was trained as a warrior."

"It seems that he has a very good relationship with Miss He Mei."

Maid: "Samurai Qingyuan is a very emotional person, he has a very good relationship with the Kanzaki family."

Chu Xin was thoughtful after hearing her answer.

After finally seeing enough, He Mei went to carry her shamisen out, and sat down beside Qing Yuan.

The string sounded.

Clear and transparent.

Chu Xin didn't know how long she had watched or listened to, but a thin layer of snow gradually spread on her shoulders.

He was trying to brush off the snow from his body with his hands, but suddenly there was a figure in front of him.

A paper umbrella with red background and white flowers suddenly appeared above his head.

Qing Yuan stood in front of him.

In the previous lightly picking look, it was a little more serious.

But unfortunately, this is just a flash.

"How long do you want to watch?" Qing Yuan asked after standing in front of him for a while holding an umbrella.

As soon as the voice fell, he turned around and walked outside.

Chu Xin realized something, and hurriedly followed, grabbing an umbrella.

"Qingyuan, is that red folding fan yours?" Chu Xin asked.

Qing Yuan stared straight ahead and continued to walk forward.

Chu Xin thought he would not answer, but the other party suddenly said, "No."

"Whose is that?"

Qing Yuan: "You guess."

Chu Xin: "..." Guess you have a hammer.

The two walked along the cobblestone road, and no one stepped on the white snow, so they left two new footprints.

The snow was being stepped on "creaking" sound, Chu Xin liked to hear this sound very much.

Maybe it was because she was so fascinated by stepping on the snow, Chu Xin didn't even notice that Qing Yuan, who was walking in front, stopped suddenly.

Chu Xin almost bumped into the opponent's solid back.

Qing Yuan didn't look back.

"Tomorrow...is the last night."

He left such a sentence and disappeared into the snow.

Chu Xin remembered the rendezvous with Tong Chengcheng and went to find her.

Tong Chengcheng really found out something.

Since the makeup was delivered, Li Mei has been dressing up in front of the mirror in the room, almost completely immersed in it, and Tong Chengcheng was dumbfounded.

"You know what? She really didn't move at all. She was dressing up all the time, and I just watched her put powder on her face layer by layer."

Chu Xin looked at the closed door and asked strangely, "You went in?"

Tong Chengcheng replied proudly: "I peeked through the window! I was not found!"

Chu Xin was speechless.

"Satomi seems to really take her face very seriously."

After listening to Tong Chengcheng's unintentional sigh, Chu Xin seemed to have grasped something, and suddenly had a new inspiration. He might know the way to pass the level.

But it can't be fully confirmed yet.

Tomorrow is the celebration, and it must be an extremely important moment.

Based on his current understanding of the game, something will definitely happen in the Kanzaki family tomorrow.

And as players, they can only quietly wait for that moment to come.

On the way back, the snow fell more and more.

The cobblestone road also became slippery.

As night fell quietly, the stone lanterns in the yard were lit up again.

The Kanzaki house became even more lively.

It turns out that the servants at home are all busy for tomorrow's celebration.

Along the way they saw many New Year decorations hanging.

There are also two pots of door pine on both sides of the door, which symbolizes welcoming the god of the year.

There must be many guests coming to Kanzaki's house tomorrow.

Thinking this way, Chu Xin raised her head and ran into another group of people who were also going back to the dormitory to rest.

Chu Xin recognized the other party as Lao Qiao's companions, one of whom was a newcomer who seemed to have followed him, but of course they had broken up now.

Seeing that the faces of the other party were not friendly, Chu Xin had no intention of saying hello to them, and just led Tong Chengcheng on the way in a low-key way, but was stopped by them.

"I've been outside all day today. It looks like I've found a lot of information." The person who spoke was Wu Mingyuan, the leader of the team.

He had been investigating with his teammates before, but the celebration was coming soon, and his experience told him that something big would happen tomorrow.

Chu Xin replied calmly: "I didn't find anything special. Our strength is not as good as yours, so I have to ask you to take us."

After being flattered, Wu Mingyuan's complexion improved a lot, so he said, "It's fine if you want me to take you, but do you have to exchange information?"

"Angkor, the girl next to her is also nice..."

Tong Chengcheng didn't expect that the other party's idea was directed at him, and his expression immediately collapsed.

Although she trusted Chu Xin's character, but seeing Chu Xin's slender arms and legs, the other party was tall and powerful. If she really fought, she might fall to the ground on the spot.

In fact, Chu Xin also felt that it was difficult to deal with it. What should I do if there is a real fight? He can disperse the ghosts, but he can't beat this "Angkor".

The critical moment still depends on the brain.

Chu Xin's brain was spinning fast, and after thinking for a few seconds, he replied, "We really don't have any information, otherwise we wouldn't have come back in such disgrace."

This Angkor didn't believe them at all, so he showed his fists: "Rookie, you probably don't know the consequences of not cooperating in this game?"

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