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    While the two were talking, Luo Yuanqiu turned his head slightly and glanced across the street.

    Seeing that her expression was normal, Bai Bin did not look back and only said: "What did Miss Luo see?"

    Luo Yuanqiu withdrew his gaze and said, "It's nothing. Recently, I always feel like someone is staring at me in the dark."

    Bai Bin suddenly became alert, clenched the folding fan in his hand and said in a deep voice, "Is it a remnant of the Bai Jue Sect?"

    Luo Yuanqiu shook his head: "There should be three groups of people, I don't know if they are all in one group."

    "In recent days, there has been some unrest in the capital." Bai Bin glanced around and whispered, "I heard a news that a group of unknown warlocks had sneaked into the city. I don't know what their intentions were. This time, the massacre  The purpose of the patrol is to detect suspicious people."

    Luo Yuanqiu thought of the many checkpoints when he entered the city. Pedestrians unpacked and unpacked boxes, and merchants' goods entered another door for inspection. With such tight security, how could a group of unidentified warlocks be allowed into the city?  She wondered: "There is a strict ban in the city, and there are heavy checks when entering the city gate. No one can escape. How did they sneak in?"

    Bai Bin smiled enigmatically and said: "This matter involves several nobles in the court, and it is not something we can interfere with. How did those people enter the city? Who took them to avoid the inspection at the city gate?  The imperial department has found out. Our Taishi Bureau is just cooperating with various ministries and fulfilling our responsibilities."

    Hearing what he said, Luo Yuanqiu probably understood that this matter was by no means simple. She was more concerned about Chen Wenying than those angry nobles and the unpredictable court battles.

    On the way back, Luo Yuanqiu ran into a small road he had never walked before to avoid the cold wind. On both sides of the road were high-walled courtyards on one side and small low-door houses on the other.  The terrain in the south of the city is low-lying. In the early years, there was wasteland outside Yingui Fang. Later, because merchants often unloaded goods here and waited for government inspections, some people saw business opportunities and set up hotels and teahouses here for businessmen coming and going to rest.  In order to avoid the heavy taxes in the city, some merchants simply unloaded their goods and sold them on the spot. Over time, it turned into a bustling market.

    Nowadays, there are countless wealthy merchants living in the south of the city, and several well-known merchants and guilds have also built hotels and houses here for their own convenience.  Because the land price is cheap, many ordinary people also buy land to live here, and the streets and alleys are connected to each other.  Although it is not as neat as the neighbors in the east part of the city, there is still some order in the chaos.

    Luo Yuanqiu took a few steps and suddenly felt something was wrong. He looked back and saw a man wearing a ghost mask standing in the alley behind him.

    That ghost mask is really ugly. The paint is smeared together randomly, and the facial features are twisted into a ball. It looks like crying but not crying, and it looks like smiling but not laughing. It reveals a weird cunningness.  Luo Yuanqiu asked himself, even when he was five years old, he might not have been able to draw such ugly things.

    Facing such a shockingly ugly face, she didn't even want to speak. She lowered her head to look at the green bricks on the ground with a cold expression. She only heard the ghost-faced man say: "You took something you shouldn't have, hand it over."

    Ever since he and Jing Lan took a trip to Tianguang Ruins, Luo Yuanqiu had known that such a thing would happen. He didn't even raise his eyes, stepped on a pebble and said, "What the hell, I've never heard of it."

    "A mirror." The man said coldly, "Where is that mirror now?"

    Luo Yuanqiu said casually: "Maybe it's in the Taishi Bureau, go find it yourself."

    The man didn¡¯t seem to believe it: ¡°How can you hand over such a treasure to the Taishi Bureau?¡±

    "Let's not mention whether the mirror is on me or not." Luo Yuanqiu clicked his tongue: "Why do you need a mirror? Is it for dressing up? Based on your dignity, it would be better to look at it less."

    The man sneered repeatedly, flicked his sleeves, shook out a bloody mist, and shouted: "If you don't drink a toast, you will be fined! Hand over the mirror and thatspell!"

    In the blink of an eye, blood mist filled Luo's alley and rushed towards her quickly.  Luo Yuanqiu's expression remained unchanged, and he even pursed his lips and smiled. With a flash of his eyes, he didn't even avoid it and took a few steps towards the blood mist.

    Not only was the man stunned, but Lin Wanyue and Liu Yuange who were hiding in the dark were also stunned for a long time. Lin Wanyue whispered: "What are you going to do, senior sister?"

    The two of them huddled against the wall and stood clinging to the eaves, like two birds seeking shelter from the snowy winter wind.  Liu Yuange held her hand down and said, "Wait a minute, don't draw the sword yet, let's take a look."

    Lin Wanyue said: "Still reading? What if something happens to senior sister?"

    Liu Yuange looked calm and waved his sleeves: "As long as she is a senior sister, there is no such thing as a chance."

    The two of them stared closely at the movement in the alley, but within a moment, Luo Yuanqiu had already walked out of the blood mist, and a green light flashed in her hand. The man did not expect that she could break out of the mist, and she had no time to avoid and was directly caught.  Qingguang was tied up.

    Luo Yuanqiu gestured with his hands in mid-air, if there was anythingPeople like ??Ying who were born in the land of Southern Chu have never heard of it?

    "It's strange. She couldn't figure it out no matter how hard she tried. She vaguely felt that there should be some deeper connection between the two names. They were definitely not nicknames due to different local pronunciations.

    Turning into the alley unknowingly, Luo Yuanqiu was too distracted and accidentally collided with someone, almost knocking the bun in his arms to the ground.

    When she stabilized the bun, she looked up and saw that the man was wearing a bamboo hat, most of his face was covered by black cloth, and he had a black sword on his waist. Who else could he be if he wasn't Jing Lan?

    Today she changed into a dark robe. Although not as good-looking as the white one she wore before, she looked more stable and mature.  The person Luo Yuanqiu could recognize at a glance was none other than Jing Lan. The reason was that her face covered by black cloth was so easy to recognize and unique.

    "What are you panicking about?"

    Jinglan held her waist and shook his head slightly.  He pointed his slender fingers on her chest and asked, "Is this it?"

    Luo Yuanqiu was worried about Chen Wenying being cursed. Now that he saw her, he was like a sleepy person seeing a pillow. He hurriedly took out the bag of buns from his arms and held it in front of Jing Lan like a treasure. He happily  Said: "It's such a coincidence that you came here. I have something to ask you!"

    Jinglan smiled and said, "You need to be sincere when asking people to do things. Is this your sincerity?"

    Luo Yuanqiu immediately felt a little guilty. She recalled that the last time Jing Lan treated her to an expensive meal, she only gave him a few steamed buns, which was really unjustifiable.  So she thought to herself that if Jing Lan wanted to treat her to dinner, she would

    The forefoot is abolished and the foot is silver. It will break the fortune today, and it will be happy.  Luo Yuanqiu made up his mind and was about to speak when he saw Jinglan lowering his head and searching in the bag for a long time to no avail, then he took a bite of the bun she held in her hand.

    Luo Yuanqiu was almost stunned, standing stupidly holding the bun, watching Jinglan slowly eat the bun with her hand.  Jing Lan's light red lips were slightly opened, and she slowly ate one bite after another. Luo Yuanqiu actually had an illusion, as if she was not eating buns, but eating herself.

    When there was only one bite left of the bun, Luo Yuanqiu could almost feel her warm lips and tongue touching her fingertips, and a numbness climbed up her back, making her tremble.

    It didn¡¯t take long for Luo Yuanqiu¡¯s thoughts to become a mess, and he couldn¡¯t remember what she was going to say.

    Jing Lan finished eating the buns, licked his lips, and asked nonchalantly: "Can I go to your house for a cup of hot tea?"

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