Days and nights of the Raiders of Peerless Beauty

Qi Jiu yelled, took out a half-cut thin arrow from his mouth, spat some bloody saliva, and the culprit directly surfaced.

"Little Buddha..." He could not wait to grind his teeth, "You probably aimed at the bottom of the water and shot the fish with your crossbow!"

Mo Chuan immediately took out the Luopa tucked in his sleeve, handed it to Qi Jiu, picked another clean leaf, and put some new fish meat on it, each piece was carefully divided, and it would never be mixed with other things. Even the big fishbone is easily removed.

"Here, I don't pay attention when I eat"

Qi Jiu was taken care of gently, with a slight blushing expression, very cute.

Dongfo took a deep look at the two of them, and muttered sourly, "It really came from a place to serve people."

To Mo Chuan, "I want it too."

Mo Chuan had sharp ears, had heard his bad words a long time ago, and refused to obey him, deliberately sarcastically said, "You are so mature, you must have eaten more fish than others, so you don't know how to pick a fishbone."

Dongfo was wronged. He cried out for injustice and said Qu, "Who told you that growing a beard means you are old, let alone I carried you out of the fire pit! It's too fast to think about crossing the river and tearing down the bridge!"

Mo Chuan flattened his mouth, looked delicate, and asked Qi Jiu, "Does your mouth still hurt?"

This kind of hospitality came like a storm, how could Qi Jiu bear it for nothing, while avoiding Mo Chuan's enchanting gaze, he said, "It wasn't me who saved you, it wasn't me...it wasn't me..."

Mo Chuan seemed to have made up his mind, and tried his best to pinch the fish meat for him, ignoring Dongfo who was blowing his beard and staring.

Qi Jiu couldn't help changing the subject, and said, "Since you don't plan to go back to Hualou, do you have any relatives at home?"

Unspoken meaning: Hurry up and go back to the arms of your family!

Mo Chuan immediately changed his face, and he was about to cry and said, "Whether relatives, cousins, or cousins, they are all dead." The death is cleaner than that of Zhu Jiuzu.

"Since you want to be a chef, have you ever thought about going to a mountain to worship a master?"

Mo Chuan said, "I was sold into a flower house since I was a child, and basically I haven't seen many famous chefs. The existing skills are also self-taught. How can I do so many calculations in advance, so I have to go and see them again and again!"

Qi Jiu refused to admit defeat: "I think your current skills are quite proficient, if you have reached a place you like, try to open a restaurant by yourself"

Mo Chuan was even more discouraged, and said, "I was too anxious when I ran out. All my belongings were left in the flower building. According to the personality of the owner who regards wealth as his life, I am afraid that he will collect it all."

The beautiful cheeks are dotted with blossoming white tea flowers in an instant, and the stamens are faintly fragrant, making his delicate face extremely sad.

Qi Jiu lowered her head, secretly rubbing her painful temples.

Dongfo suddenly got excited, took the initiative to walk to the other side of Qi Jiu, stretched his arms around his shoulders, and whispered in his ear, "I watched for a long time, and finally got a little enlightened, this beautiful guy like a little lady...he... "

"He's actually taken a fancy to you! He wants to make a promise with his body!"

Qi Jiuwu was thunderous, squatting on the ground, Mo Chuan raised his brows, and was about to come to help him as he spoke, Qi Jiu avoided his jade hand, turned around and hugged Dongfo's neck, and said in horror like a ghost, "Little Buddha Son, little Buddha, I... help me..."

Dongfo's face turned red suddenly, Qi Jiu's limbs were soft and loose, and the moment he threw himself into his arms, he was really cute like a little bastard.

His heart couldn't help but thump, he inhaled deeply for a moment the fragrance of Qi Jiu's hair, and covered up all his heart palpitations with an awkward smile, "You pure old man, it's normal for someone to like you, usually quite A person who made up his mind, unexpectedly his son recognized him now."

Qi Jiu was ridiculed by him, and became more and more embarrassed. Looking back, he saw Mo Chuan's eyes giving him a glance, and muttered to Dongfo, "I have never been liked by others, and I am really at a loss, not to mention... I already have My lord!"

Dongfo's body was obviously tense, and he pushed him away almost rudely, "If you have someone in your heart, tell others earlier, so as not to procrastinate and hurt others and yourself!" Who's so angry, it's clear to see that the two of them are like glue every day, but the words they confessed from their mouths are still like thorns on their bodies.

Qi Jiu didn't find anything wrong, and only felt that Dongfo's advice to her was really timely. Without saying a word, she turned her head and said to Mo Chuan, "I already have someone I like."

How proud, how proud...

I miss you so much.

Mo Chuan raised his eyebrows, "Huh?"

Qi Jiu looked sure, "That's it!"

Mo Chuan narrowed his eyes, "Huh?"

After thinking about it, he couldn't help but pursed his lips and laughed, "Don't worry too much, I just wanted to make up for you because I felt really sorry for causing you to quarrel with Yijie earlier."

There are five words floating on Qi Jiu's head: I am so passionate~

Staring at Dongfo bitterly, Dongfo hissed and laughed hoarsely.

Qi Jiu grabbed his ear and cursed in a low voice, "Is it fun to play me?"

"It's fun." Dongfo was blown away by his soft words, and laughed endlessly.

However, the fallen star slipped from the bottom of his dark eyes, and no one knew where it fell to. It was about the end of the year, and no one cared.

After the work was divided, the three of them went to nearby villages and towns to find the whereabouts of Susu. Mo Chuan received meticulous training in Hualou since he was a child. For the portrait of Su Su.

Dongfo had rough skin and thick flesh, so he asked him to look for them in those ruined temples and ruined houses.

Qi Jiu ran fast with short legs, holding the portrait and posting it around, asking people along the way.

Mo Chuan couldn't show his face for the time being, so he had to rent a quiet inn for him to draw more portraits.

The three perform their respective duties.

Qi Jiu carried the noodle soup paste bucket with a thick stack of toilet paper, and pasted the portrait on the place where it could be pasted. Thinking that Susu didn't have much money, she would definitely not be able to go to a restaurant. .

After working hard for three hours, from Jin Wu Dong to Yu Chan Zhe Gui, there was still no one.

Qi Jiu was also exhausted to the limit. The soles of his boots were so thin that they seemed to have two big holes. When he looked around and no one was around, he secretly imagined two new legs, and placed his precious legs cross-legged on the floor. The front of the body is covered with a long gown, which is just enough to set up a bucket of paste in the middle of the legs.

A few more streets were blurred forward.

While he was busy, someone suddenly patted him on the shoulder. Qi Jiu was so sleepy that he didn't pay attention to the noise behind him.

It turned out to be two officials patrolling the city. The dusk was getting dark and I couldn't see clearly. I guessed that the two of them might be staring at me seriously.

The two of them really knew each other, looked up and down his handsome alien face, picked up the paste brush and stirred it in the bucket by the way, and secretly observed the strangeness of a large part protruding from Qi Jiu's body.

"You posted these portraits along the way." One of the officials seemed to be not very polite, and his language was somewhat contemptuous.

The other didn't even look at Qi Jiu, his face was indifferent.

At this time, retracting the phantom leg definitely attracted attention, Qi Jiu bowed his waist and pouted his hips, pretending to be submissive, and said submissively, "Yes, yes, sir, my younger sister is lost, and I am looking for it with a portrait."

The official who was speaking snorted, squeezed out a few words and said, "Is it my own? It doesn't look like it!" He snatched it from Qi Jiu's arms, shook the paper in his hand, and pasted the crumpled portrait on Qi Jiu's sneaky Sui's face is more careful.

Qi Jiuxin opened his mouth, "I don't know what the messenger is. My father and my sister's mother first had my sister, and after they reconciled, they married my own mother, and then had me."

"Nonsense, a monkey of a different race!" The officer seemed dissatisfied, "Just say that you two are half-brothers and sisters, so why talk so much!"

Then facing the light, he lightly read a line of small words on it, "Anyone who provides useful clues will be rewarded with [-] coins." He sighed, "It's quite rich!"

Qi Jiu wasn't sure what kind of smile she should use. After all, she had never dealt with officials before, so she didn't know what their intentions were.

I couldn't help peeping at the other person's face from the corner of my eyes, and when I saw the silent official next to him staring at him, I felt a bit of a sense of emptiness.

"Then do you know that according to the "Law Code" of the Northern Zhou Dynasty, it is not allowed to post on the streets without authorization, and the light ones will be fined, and the severe ones will be served by punishment."

Qi Jiudao, "The villain knew it was wrong. Just look at my face, the messenger also knows that I am a refugee from outside. Many laws in the Northern Zhou Dynasty are not familiar with it. If I accidentally offend, the villain will be willing to pay no matter how much money."

I was half cursing in my heart, scolding Dongfo for not reminding myself in advance, half happy, happy that I could change a lot of money to fool the past.

The two street patrol officers exchanged glances and asked Qi Jiu to follow and pay the fine.

Qi Jiu pouted her buttocks and swayed, and fell to the ground with a feigned oops, and her real leg replaced the phantom leg, but it was extremely numb.

The two officials were so busy that they didn't bother to give him free time. They each dragged an arm and dragged away.

After going around several streets and alleys, I saw the vermilion lacquer gate, with a pair of majestic and majestic stone lions at the gate, Qi Jiu had never seen the appearance of a yamen, so he was taken in in a daze.

In the main hall, the open flames and staffs flashed so brightly that people couldn't keep their eyes open, but Wei Wei felt a solemn air rushing towards his face, and before the Fa-rectification, he dared not shout in vain.

Qi Jiu timidly asked, "Is it true that you only need to pay the fine?"

Nobody paid any attention to him.

The officer who spoke suddenly pulled out a long belt, tied his hands behind his back, and took out a black mask to put it on for him.

Qi Jiu was really a little scared. He just posted hundreds of portraits on more than a dozen streets, and he didn't commit murder and arson.

He mustered up his courage and shouted, "Dare to ask the poor man, the villain is only here to accept a fine, so he shouldn't be blindfolded!"

The person behind said, "A fine is also a punishment, just bear it!" With a sharp push, Qi Jiu fell to her knees on the ground, her sore and swollen knees hurting from the knock.

Blinking his eyes in the bag, he thought that when he slipped out later, he would make the stone lion at the door real, throw it inside and seal the door.

Hehehe...

It felt like a wooden stick was stabbing silently in the back, and swung along his winding back, just pushing someone who was complacent to the ground.

Then the stick slid on his buttocks, and he raised his blow, sore and painful, Qi Jiu screamed, "Why hit me!"

The stick changed direction and struck again in another place.

Hit his big buttocks three bullets.

Qi Jiu was ashamed and ashamed, and became more and more annoyed, "If you have something to say, please speak up, the villain knows his mistake, and is willing to suffer a lot of fines, can you cancel the villain's punishment!"

The stick finally stopped moving.

Qi Jiu breathed a sigh of relief.

He actually got another solid blow on the buttocks, even though it wasn't very painful, it was enough to make people cry.

With tears in his eyes, Qi Jiu swallowed his anger and said with sincerity and fear, "Master... the villain is wrong, please spare his life."

If you are lucky, the hero will not suffer the immediate loss, and only the weak will have a way out.

I felt that someone said calmly, "My lord can have many, I don't know which one you are asking for."

It was actually Shangguan Yichui's voice.

He kept holding back all his breath, and only released Jiu Mu completely at this moment, just like the sound of wind accompanied by clouds, colorful silk floating in the forest belt, it has a beauty and cruelty of its own.

"And do you know where you went wrong?"