Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 5490 Leng Xue
Luo Xingchen put on a blue Taoist robe and walked into a courtyard.

There are potted plants, flower gardens, and a series of pavilions everywhere, with corridors connecting each other in the middle.

In the middle of the largest hall, there are many Taoist priests standing, some of them are talking, some are sitting with their eyes closed, and some are sitting cross-legged and breathing.

Before Luo Xingchen got close, he heard two Taoist priests talking near the door.

"A few days ago, none of the Taoist monks in Qingfengguan escaped. They all died. It's terrible."

"Hey, you don't know, my senior brother, he was the first to find out about this, he went to Qingfengguan to do some business, opened the door and walked in, there was blood all over the floor, corpses all over the place, he was so scared that he couldn't speak fluently , scared me to death.”

"Who would have killed those Taoist priests in Qingfeng Temple? I heard that they didn't spare any chickens or dogs. What happened to that brother of yours?"

"Brother fled all the way back, and then the government government intervened... As for who did it, the government didn't find out, but I think it may have something to do with Ji's family!"

When he said this, the Taoist lowered his voice.

"No way? Could it be that the Ji family summoned us here to catch all of us Taoists?" The Taoist shrank his neck, his eyes a little dodged.

"What does it have to do with us? That's a matter of Qingfengguan." Another Taoist said nonchalantly.

"How can it be okay? Isn't Qingfeng Temple also a Taoist, we are also Taoists."

"That's not the same. Qingfeng Guan pretends to be a ghost. Their way, sooner or later, something will happen. Who would be so stupid as to be deceived by them? Ji's family was deceived by them, so I guess it might be Ji's family."

"Shh, keep your voice down, don't be so loud, someone is coming."

At this time, all the Taoists in the hall noticed that two newcomers had arrived.

These two newcomers are quite strange, they are not very old, one of them has a smile on his face, and he walks with a spring breeze, while the other is older, his face is covered with frost, and he looks cold. With a face, it seems that everyone in the world owes him money.

However, although the two people look different, they have one thing in common, that is, both of them have excellent looks, and they are very clean in Taoist robes, and they don't look like they are down and out.

However, no one in the hall knew these two people.

Luo Xingchen walked into the main hall, followed by Ye Yi, without saying a word, Luo Xingchen didn't care about Ye Yi, he took a glance and saw a young man sitting in the corner.

The young man was sitting on the table in the corner, holding a piece of boiled sweet potato in his hand, eating big mouthfuls, with a cold expression similar to Ye Yi's, as if someone owed him money.

Luo Xingchen became interested, he walked straight inside, walked to the boy's side, and he sat down familiarly.

"You eat this sweet potato, isn't it cold?" Luo Xingchen blinked and spoke.

The young man didn't even raise his head, he only cared about eating by himself, and didn't speak to him.

"I think your food is delicious, so, if you give me some, I'll give you silver." Luo Xingchen took out a small piece of silver from his pocket.

"Yes." The young man spoke, and said two words, his voice was a little hoarse, as if his throat was damaged.

The boy took a bite out of his bag, and another piece of sweet potato appeared in his hand. The outside of this piece was burnt black, and it stuck to his palm, black and black.

Luo Xingchen didn't think it was dirty, so he reached out and grabbed the sweet potato, but when he took it back, he didn't move.

"Give me the money." The boy said two words as a matter of course.

"Here!" Luo Xingchen didn't expect that this kid was really vigilant enough to pay the money and deliver the goods.

With the silver in his hand, the boy immediately let go and asked Luo Xingchen to take the sweet potato back.

The first time he got the silver, he put the silver in his mouth and bit it, making a small tooth mark, and then nodded in satisfaction.

It was only for a moment that his face became slightly more cheerful, but soon returned to the coldness.

"Yo? Leng Xue, you kid is rich, hurry up and pay back the money, you still owe me 100 taels." A Taoist with triangular eyes approached, rolled his eyes and spoke.

"Here." The boy reluctantly took out the money he had just collected and handed it over.

"Even if you pay back one tael, there are still 99 taels. Well, there is a future. If you sell a few more sweet potatoes, maybe you can repay the money." The triangular-eyed Taoist laughed twice, turned around and left with his waist in his arms.

After the man with triangular eyes left, Luo Xingchen peeled off the shell of the sweet potato in his hand, wiped his black palm on the brand-new Taoist robe, and took a bite of the sweet potato.

Peel off the charred black shell on the outside, and the red sweet potato meat inside is sweet and delicious, a little cold, but it doesn't affect the taste.

Luo Xingchen glanced at the boy and said, "You're called cold-blooded?"

The boy didn't speak.

After waiting for a while, before the boy's voice came, Luo Xingchen was about to continue speaking to let the boy speak, when the boy's voice came.

"Lengxue, Snowflake's Snow." The young man, Leng Xue said solemnly.

"It matches you very well, and it's really cold enough..." Luo Xingchen continued: "That Taoist just now was your creditor? You owe him 100 taels? Is that enough? Why do you owe someone money? what."

Maybe it was to start a conversation, or maybe because Luo Xingchen bought his sweet potatoes at a high price, Leng Xue responded to Luo Xingchen's words: "One of the creditors, Leng Yueguan Taoist Schisandra."

"Schisandra, the name is quite interesting. He doesn't look very good, he's a bit rough. You owe him 100 taels, and you still owe other people money? Seeing how poor you are, where can you spend so much money?" Luo Xingchen continued a series of words. .

"The undertaker."

Leng Xue only said two more words.

"When did it happen?" Luo Xingchen asked.

Maybe because he had never met Luo Xingchen who was so familiar and talkative, Leng Xue was taken aback for a moment, and then slowly said: "Last month."

"Hey, last month, the weather was indeed not very good. It's normal to get sick, let's just let it go." Luo Xingchen sighed. The Four Elephant City had continuous rain last month, and diseases outside the city were rampant. People with weak constitutions, not only the elderly, but also young people, died a lot, which was a bit cruel.

"No, my master, he was killed."

To Luo Xingchen's surprise, Leng Xue gave a different answer from him.

"Who did it?" Luo Xingchen put away his smile, and his face became serious.

"Second young master of the Wang family, my master, I've run out of kung fu." Leng Xue frowned slightly.

"What is the Wang family? Can it be compared with the Ji family?" Luo Xingchen said.

"It can't be compared, the Wang family is rich." Leng Xue said.

"The second young master is so arrogant? He beat people to death at will? Did you seek revenge from him?" Luo Xingchen said.

"No, I can't beat them. There are too many of them." Leng Xue shook her head, with a gloomy look on her face.

(End of this chapter)