Too Reckless

Zuo Lingquan entered the gate of the inn. There were no empty seats in the wide hall. The monks in twos and threes drank on the old wine table and turned their heads to look at the counter of the inn.

The counter is half a person high, and the fat shopkeeper wearing a staff hat is holding a pen in one hand and an abacus in the other, counting the running water for today's share.

In front of the counter, there is a girl who is 28 Fangling. She has a package and a pipa hanging on her back. The pipa is not known whether it is a musical instrument or a weapon. Traces are pressed.

The girl was wearing a white top with a peach pleated skirt underneath, and she was walking on white embroidered shoes with lace embroidery. He is not tall, petite like a jade pendant, has a round face, and has a three-point baby fat; his body is well developed, and the semi-circular hills are bulging from the side. It looks fleshy.

Just looking at the silhouette, she is also a very cute petite beauty, but the girl's skin is not very good, although the facial features are good, but there are some small freckles.

At this moment, the girl held the painting scroll in her hand, walked up the stairs, turned back three steps, and looked at the fat shopkeeper.

The fat shopkeeper may have lost his patience, and he did not speak, and settled the accounts on his own.

The girl walked to the stairs, but there was no answer, she trotted back, and said crisply:

"Or give me the key from the shopkeeper, and I'll open the door myself, without a man to lead the way."

With such a soft, hard-boiled posture, the shopkeeper had no choice. He took out a sign from under the counter and placed it on the stage:

"I'll give you a 50% discount since you're young and you've come from overseas and you can't find it. I'll pay the owner to settle the rent. If you talk nonsense, go find another house."

This is obviously because he is afraid that other guests staying in the hotel will be dissatisfied and find trouble.

The girl understood, picked up the sign and bowed: "Thank you, shopkeeper~", then paid the money and went up the stairs.

Zuo Lingquan was standing behind him, and at this time he also put out a few big coins, motioned to open a room, and asked in his heart:

"Empress Concubine, this girl is suspicious? I think it's pretty cute. How can there be such a cute killer in the world?"

There was obviously hesitation on the other side of the painting boat. After a few discussions, Shangguan Lingye responded:

"This woman came from overseas. She just got off the ship. The first thing she did was to buy your portrait. She also appeared near you, um... Let's check first."

Zuo Lingquan didn't say much after seeing this, took the house sign, and walked up the stairs quickly.

The three-story high-rise building is very large, with no less than a hundred rooms. There are signs such as 'Heaven Jia, Earth B...' on the door, and there are also some monks in the aisle.

The round-faced girl took the house sign, looked at the doors one by one, and muttered:

"It's not good to write 'one, two, three, four' directly, it's so mysterious..."

Zuo Lingquan chased after him unhurriedly. Because he was investigating a potential killer, there was no need to hide his identity. He directly passed the little girl, holding a long sword in his arms, blocking his way.

"Huh..."

The girl was obviously frightened, and cautiously looked at the handsome swordsman with a bucket hat in front of her.

Zuo Lingquan is quite tall. She can reach his shoulders at most. She can only see her face when she lifts her face. Maybe she feels the pressure is a bit strong, so she took a step back and asked tentatively:

"You... fellow Daoist is the guard of the inn? Did I go to the wrong place?"

Still a very soft baby voice.

Zuo Lingquan held the sword to examine, no matter how you look at this girl, she doesn't look like an assassin. He didn't want to scare people, so after thinking about it, he was on guard, but a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth:

"Does the girl think I look familiar?"

"Um?"

The girl blinked her apricot-like eyes and shook her head:

"I just came here, and I still don't know the masters here, who is your fellow Daoist?"

Zuo Lingquan raised his chin and gestured to the picture scroll in the girl's hand.

?

The girl was a little puzzled, but she understood the general meaning. She opened the scroll and looked at it, then looked at Zuo Lingquan, and then at the scroll, comparing back and forth.

Zuo Lingquan's heartstrings collapsed so tightly that even Shangguan Lingye was silent. It was estimated that he was going to rush over to help when the round-faced girl knew his identity and attacked.

But after watching the girl back and forth many times, she did not show any strange eyes, but raised her delicate eyebrows:

"What do you mean, fellow Daoist?"

"Um?"

Zuo Lingquan was a little puzzled, and gestured to the scroll in her hand:

"The girl hasn't seen it yet?"

The round-faced girl couldn't understand it a little bit. She felt that the monks here were chattering. She turned the scroll around and faced Zuo Lingquan:

"What should I see?"

The picture scroll is worth one white jade baht. Although it is not made of immortal materials, the texture is extraordinary in the secular world. The white paper is mounted with silk cloth, and on the paper is a standing painting of a figure. The painting is excellent, and it is still painted.

Zuo Lingquan glanced at him and saw the figure in the portrait, dressed in jet-black gilded armor, with thirty-six fine gold swords hanging on the left, and a black sheathed Moyuan sword with a dragon pattern on the right. Big Shiwei, with a round face and big ears, a straight nose and a square mouth, with this big waist and round appearance, if it weren't for the lack of a beard, it would be too shocking to say that Situ was shocked.

I rely on! What the **** is this?

Zuo Lingquan's eyes widened a bit. He thought it was the round-faced girl who bought it wrong, but when he saw the inscription at the bottom right, it clearly said:

Nanhuang Jianzi·Shangguan Jiulong·Central Continent Wolong·Zuo Jianxian portrait, written by Bai Xiaosheng in the tide.

? !

Zuo Lingquan tilted his head slightly, looked at the portrait for a long time, but said nothing.

The round-faced girl held the portrait, looked at Zuo Lingquan, thought about it, and smiled:

"Do you want to buy a painting of the Southern Wilderness Sword Dragon? Yes, two white jade baht, I finally got this painting from a master..."

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Zuo Lingquan folded his arms and felt a little out of control. He asked in his heart:

"Grandma Toffee..."

"grandmother?!"

"Bah... Niangniang, what's going on with this portrait?"

Shangguan Lingye was not surprised and explained:

"The way of practice is about 'the dragon sees the head but not the tail'. For the famous monks, they can't be called directly by their names, they are all referred to by their honorific titles; the same is true for portraits. The merchants are very shrewd, and it is not surprising to draw like this."

Zuo Lingquan thought about it carefully, and this is indeed the truth. The girl in front of me didn't recognize it, and Zuo Lingquan didn't talk about it, and said directly:

"Girl, to be honest, I am Zuo Lingquan, the swordsman of the Southern Wilderness."

The words fell, and the atmosphere in the aisle suddenly condensed.

The round-faced girl paused for a while, and her expression changed a bit. She looked at Zuo Lingquan unexpectedly, and was silent for a long time before whispering:

"I heard that your nine sect cultivators are taller than the top. You really think that we are female cultivators outside. They are all country girls, so you can't be fooled? Look for yourself, are you worthy?"

As he spoke, he picked up the mighty and domineering portrait of Zuo Jianxian and shook it in front of Zuo Lingquan.

"..."

Zuo Lingquan didn't know what to say. After holding back for a while, he nodded and said:

"I'm not worthy, I'm just joking. Hmm... I just heard that the girl came from Hua Junzhou. I have longed for Hua Junzhou for a long time, so I came over to say hello..."

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Zuo Lingquan's ability to strike up a conversation normally is not that bad. Hearing that, several girls in the painting boat were secretly anxious.

Needless to say, the little girl put away the scroll and looked at Zuo Lingquan with a little bit of alertness. The meaning of her eyes was obviously 'to be diligent at all times, or to be a traitor or a thief'.

Zuo Lingquan also felt embarrassed when he said the last one, so he simply bowed his hands:

"I'm in Zuo Lingquan, I just want to get to know the girl."

The round-faced girl shook her head like a rattle:

"You don't even tell the truth about your name, how dare I know you."

Zuo Lingquan was at a loss for words.

The round-faced girl probably felt that she refused too directly, for fear of offending others, and added:

"But I don't think you look like a villain, and you look pretty...hehe."

"..."

Zuo Lingquan was speechless for a long time, thinking that if the girl in front of him was an assassin, then the plan of the ghostly alien race ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ was probably going to kill him.

"Oh... that's all, I'm really Zuo Lingquan. If you don't believe me, there's nothing you can do. You'll find out later. I'm really taking the liberty of today, and I ask the girl to forgive me and say goodbye."

After he finished speaking, Zuo Lingquan planned to stay where it was cool, but after thinking about it, he took out two more white jade baht and handed it to the girl, and then brought the scroll.

The round-faced girl watched Zuo Lingquan leave, her eyes became suspicious, she thought for a while and said:

"My name is Xie Qiutao, fellow Daoist Zuo walk slowly."

"Miss Xie, rest early, and you can say hello if you need anything. I can still help with a little help."

"Good~"

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The door is closed.

Miss Xie put away Bai Yuzhu and looked at it a few more times before she came to the next door and opened the door...

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