"Hey, it's not your knife."
"Liu Guang?"
Li Qingcha put the knife on the table.
She didn't look closely just now.
Xu Zhiyang came over and said, "Look at this knife. There is a spring on the scabbard... Can I... Can I try it?"
"of course."
"Ha, that's just what I like."
Xu Zhiyang gently pressed the spring.
Clang——
A sharp sound,
The stream of light suddenly popped out more than ten centimeters.
Xu Zhiyang's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help flicking the blade, praising it out loud: "Good knife!"
Xiang Nanyu said: "The blade is five inches long, the blade is two feet nine, the blade weighs seven pounds and six ounces, and the sheath weighs eight ounces. The blade is like a sword, so it is called a sword."
"So that's it."
"how?"
"It was because I saw this knife just now that I thought my brother had connections with the Yingsang people. It looks too much like a steel-clad knife."
"No, this was forged by the sword-forging master Ji Men."
Xu Zhiyang was not a monk and had never heard of this name.
He waved the knife.
"Tsk, it's really different."
"How do you mean?" Li Qingcha asked.
"Yingsang's swords are made with speed and strength, so they are sharp and hard, but once they are damaged by a collision, they become irreparable scrap metal. This Liuguang is different. Such a thin blade has such strong rigidity and unexpectedly good toughness. Our Daxia's sword-making skills are amazing."
Xu Zhiyang put Liuguang back into the sheath,
From these words, it can be heard that he is very familiar with Yingsang.
Li Qingcha tried to gather more information indirectly, which might be useful when he arrived in Bozhou.
As a monk, drinking is too simple.
After the meal, Xu Zhiyang was so drunk that he was dazed. When he went out, his steps were unsteady and he needed two yamen runners to support him.
He turned around and said to Li Qingcha, "It's a pity that you have to leave tomorrow, otherwise I would definitely accompany you to travel around Qinhuai. Li Miao's hands, Sun Xue's waist...hahaha...hiccups..."
Li Qingcha: ￣□￣｜｜
She gave the two yamen runners a look.
The bailiff understood and carried Xu Zhiyang out of the door.
Unexpectedly, as soon as Xu Zhiyang left Chonghua Building and got on the carriage, his eyes became clear again.
"Damn, the monks can really drink."
He opened the car curtain and spat.
Immediately, a bailiff came over.
"Master Xu."
"Go back to the government office and ask the advisor about something, 'Young Phoenix Camp'. Remember, 'Young Phoenix Camp', these three words, I guess it means... uh... Little Phoenix... Camp... and Li Qing... Forget it, the advisor can't possibly know that much detail."
Although Xu Zhiyang was not drunk, he drank a lot after all, and his mind was a little confused.
The yamen runner understood.
"I'll go now."
"Wait! Get back here!"
"Yes."
"In addition to the Phoenix Camp, there is also the 'Ji Men'. Yes, I should have heard correctly, it is the sword-making master. Ask the master to see if he has heard of this person. All right, let's go!"
The bailiff left quickly.
Xu Zhiyang let out a long sigh and drove the carriage towards his home.
￥￥￥￥￥￥￥￥￥￥￥￥
"gone?"
"Ah."
Gong Lianxue left the window.
Just now, she had been hiding in the corner, watching Xu Zhiyang's carriage leave.
Li Qingcha asked: "How is it?"
"I heard a general idea and investigated the Young Phoenix Camp and Jimen."
"Ah……"
"Brother, did you find out that he wasn't drunk this morning?"
Gong Lianxue's eyes were full of curiosity.
She had known for a long time that Li Qingcha was smart, but she had never expected that in addition to smart, there were also words like "scheming" and "sinister" to describe him.
Li Qingcha said: "Do you really think I am a 'stupid senior brother'?"
The girl blushed,
"Don't imitate my tone."
"^_^"
"Humph! Tell me, how did you find out that he wasn't drunk?"
"Do we need to find out? The Nandu judge is a sixth-rank official. He invited us to dinner and lodging, and he kept calling us 'brother'. If he didn't intend to investigate, would you believe me if I told him so?"
Gong Lianxue suddenly felt that she was the "stupid junior sister".
She looked at Xiang Nanyu.
"Little Pumpkin, you mentioned Jimen. Was it a deliberate bait?"
Xiang Nanyu: ???
So that’s what I thought.
She said, “Yes.”
Li Qingcha immediately complained: "Hey, hey, hey! That's too much."
"Humph!"
"..."
I have offended both girls today.
Li Qingcha stretched lazily.
"Let's go. They found us the most difficult inn. We can't waste it."
The three of them went out.
The Qinhuai River is indeed prosperous. Looking along the river bank, you can see numerous pleasure boats and bright lights. Occasionally, you can hear female voices, which are prostitutes singing little songs.
Gong Lianxue pushed Li Qingcha's shoulder.
"Brother, after listening to what Xu Zhiyang said, I thought of a possibility."
Li Qingcha was curious.
"what?"
"Do you think Yanche is a Buddhist monk who turned to martial arts? The way a monk trains his body is very similar to that of a warrior."
"..."
Li Qingcha fell into deep thought.
When Napoleon invaded Italy, he took artists with him in order to rob artworks;
When the island nation attacked the peninsula, it brought monks with it in order to plunder documents;
……
There is nothing new under the sun,
This is two world lines in one.
Li Qingcha wondered, could there be such a monk who combines Buddhism with martial arts on the ships of all the bandits and smugglers in Bozhou?
She looked at Gong Lianxue,
"Okay, you're not that stupid~"
"(ˉ▽￣~) Cut~~"
Although the girl looked disdainful, her mood improved a lot and her pace quickened slightly.
Li Qingcha and Xiang Nanyu followed.
Soon, they arrived at the inn that Xu Zhiyang had contacted.
Li Qingcha stepped forward.
"Boss, Judge Xu has booked a room for us."
The shopkeeper looked him up and down.
"Is your last name Li?"
"Correct."
"Okay, Room 1."
Li Qingcha was confused.
"Why is there only one room?"
The shopkeeper looked at her, then at Gong Lianxue and Xiang Nanyu, revealing an expression that only men can understand.
"Don't worry, the bed is soft, big, and firm. You can do whatever you want."
Chapter 193 Social Death is a Big Deal
The inn was doing very good business and Li Qingcha couldn't book any available rooms.
Helplessly, she could only use chairs to make a bed and make do for the night.
As for Gong Lianxue and Xiang Nanyu...
They decided that when two people shared a bed, Li Qingcha would not dare to do anything out of line even if he had a hundred thousand guts, so they went to bed early, thinking of rushing to Bozhou the next morning.
Indeed, go to bed early and wake up early.
When Xiang Nanyu opened his eyes, it was just dawn.
She checked her whole body and found that her underwear was intact. She felt a complex mixture of loss and relief.
Call ~
The girl yawned.
The shopkeeper was right. The bed was soft, big, and firm. But after all, I was sleeping with Gong Lianxue, so my body would unconsciously stay in the same position, so it was inevitable that I would feel a little stiff.
Xiang Nanyu got out of bed quietly and stretched his muscles.
At the same time, she looked around the room.
He saw that his and Gong Lianxue's clothes were neatly folded and laid flat on a chair, with white socks resting on the back of the chair, shaking slightly.
