Master respects him, the five elements are wicked

The group of them fought in the only small inn in a small town. Most of the inns had tables for two people, a group of more than a dozen people, and once they separated one table from the small inn, it almost occupied the lobby of the small inn. full.

Because of the large number of people, it is considered a big business for a small inn, so the bosses and staff all smiled and greeted them very attentively.

As a prisoner, Fu Qingluan was not qualified to order food. He had to eat whatever was ordered for him. Fortunately, he didn't choose anything.

Two plain steamed buns, a plate of pickles, and a bowl of vegetarian porridge with a few vegetable leaves.

Tang Yushui was taken care of because of his young age, and got a bowl of pork skin chaos.

Fu Qingluan watched Tang Yushui take a bite of wonton with green eyes. In the wonton soup, the golden eggs and green onions floated rippling, so that Fu Qingluan couldn't help but rippling his eyes. He lowered his head and touched it. He touched all the pockets on his body, wanting to see if there was any money, so that he could add a bowl to himself.

It's a pity that when I rented to live in Tang Xiao's other courtyard, the original owner's original clothes were replaced and washed, and the careless original owner even changed into the clothes Tang Xiao warmly provided, which was on the neckline of the clothes at the beginning Because of the perspiration medicine from the top and bottom of the house, the original owner hadn't had time to take back the original owner's belongings, and after a series of accidents happened, the original owner's luggage was not brought out.

So now he has nothing but the clothes that don't even reveal his identity.

Oh poor!

"Fish, dig a wonton for the master."

"Uh." Tang Yushui obediently dug a big Chaos into the spoon, and handed it out with his small short hand. But there was a "plop" in the porridge, and something fell from his head, and it fell into the bowl impartially.

Fu Qingluan moved his mouth and looked down, but it was the hairpin on his head that accidentally fell down.

And when he lowered his head, as the hairpin fell, his scalp suddenly loosened, and the black hair like a waterfall cascaded down like water, all of a sudden scattered all over his shoulders.

"You actually robbed a child..." The young man with the sharp chin who had previously frightened Fu Qingluan to say that he had cramped bones wanted to sneer as usual, but when he suddenly saw the black hair slipping down, he couldn't help being stunned for a moment. Looking at it from this angle, the demon's back looks as if he is weak and unclothed. This old man is old, but his hair is well maintained. Just looking at it from the back, he is a full-fledged beauty.For some reason, he suddenly thought of the scene when he surrounded and suppressed this person with his brothers and sisters yesterday. At that time, this person was not old yet. Although his face was covered with blood, the half of his face that was not covered by blood , but the eyebrows and eyes are picturesque. Looking back now, it is actually pretty and a bit unreal. The red peach mole draws a coquettish trajectory, and when you look at it carefully, it is a bit deceptive. He secretly said a monster, then The words of accusation that were on the verge of speaking could not be uttered anymore.So he was stunned for a moment, and quickly buried his head. After a while, his ears turned red.

"Senior Brother Mingqiao, what's the matter with you?" Liao Baizhuo, who was sitting across from him at the same table, saw that he was suddenly stuck, and then ate with his head down, stuffing steamed buns into his mouth as if he was about to choke himself to death, his chest heaving and falling, It was as if he was out of breath, and suddenly asked with some concern.

Qi Mingqiao shook his head indiscriminately with his head down, and said in a brusque manner: "It's okay."

Liao Baizhuo saw that he had started to drink water to make steamed buns, and he seemed to be all right, so he stopped asking.

Their table and Fu Qingluan's table are located in the back. The group of people had been driving for a long time, and they were already hungry. When they heard the movement, they just raised their eyes. Seeing that there was nothing serious, they didn't pay any more attention. , Concentrate on eating steamed buns.

On Fu Qingluan's side, Tang Yushui looked at the other side dumbfounded. Fu Qingluan let his hair loose, tasted it carefully and swallowed the wonton, then patted his chest, and said in fear: "I'm scared to death!" , I thought my tooth fell out of the bowl, but fortunately Pi Lao’s teeth are not old, otherwise I would be so sad.” He gritted his teeth: “The teeth are fine!”

As he spoke, he quickly took out the hairpin from the porridge, tore off a piece of the hem of his underwear and wiped it. Then, while holding the hairpin in his mouth, he neatly gathered up his hair and coiled it behind his head. The unattractive bun, and then put the hairpin on it.

Tang Yushui watched his series of skillful movements with his mouth open,

Then Fu Qingluan took a sip of the vegetable porridge, sucked the vegetable leaves into his mouth, and grabbed a steamed bun. Seeing that Tang Yushui still had his mouth open, he knocked on the table: "Eat."

"Uh." Tang Yushui lowered his head, picked up a wonton, and swallowed it: "Master, I heard that a strand of hair fell out, and it was because a friend came from afar. If all of you have fallen down, the person who came here is probably a special relative."

Fu Qingluan thought for a while, the original owner's only blood relative before, his own father, went during the battle of Qingyang, and the one who had no blood relationship and was closer, there was only Liu Qingyu left, but now Liu Qingyu is Qing The head of Yang has to sit in Qingyang. If there is no major incident, he cannot go down to Qingyang Peak.

Thinking of this, Fu Qingluan looked at his little apprentice with some sadness: This little kid believes in these irrelevant things all day long, shouldn't he be corrected?

Tang Yushui was glanced at by the master's suspicious eyes, and immediately took out the nine copper coins from his pocket, sprinkled them on the table, and then looked again, lowered his head and sucked another wonton: "Master, I didn't run away, because an old friend asked for it." Come on, it’s not far from here.”

Fu Qingluan looked at the copper coins, then at the steamed buns in his hand, then at Tang Yushui's wontons, hesitated for a moment, bit his back molars, gathered the copper coins with his palms and pushed them away cruelly, staring at them with his eyes. , Bite the words very tightly: "Take it well." Otherwise, I will steal your copper coins.

Tang Yushui put the copper coins back into his pocket blankly, and said, "Master, I'm a good fortune teller, trust me."

Fu Qingluan managed to raise his sticky gaze, and became worried again: this little apprentice's fortune-telling, except for half of the hexagrams in the mountain crevice and sent them to the enemy, the rest was really not accurate.

Do you want to hit him?

But look at the tofu-like face of the little apprentice, I don't want to!

Wait, let him think about it, what if, what if the little apprentice's hexagrams are really accurate, for example, someone from the Qingyang sect, for example, those who are traveling abroad, no matter who they meet, they are actually It's a good thing, at least it can help him get out of trouble, prove his character, and don't have to be taken back to Xiaowu Mountain to be punished.

But how do you let the other party recognize that it is you? !He is very old now, although his appearance can still be seen a little suave look when he was young, but he is old after all, except for a little iconic cinnabar mole on his forehead, there is really nothing to show his identity.

Moreover, the original owner is a person who does not go out of the gate, just like a lady of everyone, even if he is not old, there are probably not many people who can recognize him!

Thinking of this, he deliberately touched the cuffs. This was not the original clothes, so naturally the word Qingluan would not be embroidered on the cuffs.

He thought about it, and subconsciously tilted his head, trying to straighten his tight wooden hairpin, but between his fingers, he suddenly felt a few uneven protrusions on the hairpin.

Then I suddenly remembered, by the way, although the words on the clothes were gone, the beads on the head of the hairpin were engraved with words.

Immediately, he pulled it out excitedly, and his hair fell loose again.Just as he was about to stand up, he saw a person rushing in at the door. This person's light blue clothes belonged to Xiao Wushan at first glance.

Liao Baizhuo had already greeted him happily, "Senior Brother Chen, are you back? Did you find Senior Brother Xie?"

Thanks?Fu Qingluan was a little sensitive to this surname, so she tilted her head and sat back down again.

Tang Yushui looked strangely at Fu Qingluan's nervous look, disheveled hair and clutching a hairpin. He even forgot to eat the steamed buns, so he stood up and dragged Fu Qingluan's porridge bowl over, picked it up and took a sip, Frowning his eyebrows, he savored the taste, and then kindly dug two big wontons into Fu Qingluan's porridge bowl.When he pushed it back again, Fu Qingluan didn't notice it.