Fairy, I really am a villain!

Xingping City is located at the junction of Jiangzhou and Longzhou. Although it is located at the border of the two states, due to the fact that the canal has not been built and the land resources such as mineral deposits are relatively barren, its prosperity is not as good as the small cities in the middle of Jiangzhou.

At this time, the city was covered with snow and there were a few icicles hanging from the eaves of some houses. The official road outside the city was covered with white snow, and a man and a woman holding an umbrella were walking side by side.

The man was wearing a green shirt with cloud-like sleeves, with an upright posture, sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes, and a gentle smile always on his face, just like a teacher in a school; the woman was wearing an elegant white shirt, and her figure seemed to blend into the snow, but her bright face caught people's attention, and the whole person was like a sharp sword drawn from its sheath.

These are naturally the Fang siblings.

After the clearing operation began, the two men waited for some time and chose a place where the Mie Tianmen was said to have made the most intensive efforts, which was Xingping City.

The treatment of the Mietian Sect here is just like that of all the other orthodox sects. Not only does it have an open base, it even sends people out from time to time to preach and issue notices in order to absorb fresh blood for the sect.

In this situation, it is not difficult to catch their weaknesses, but it is extremely difficult to uproot them, not to mention the remnants of the Blood-Cloaked Cult who are like landmines.

It was better to be cautious. Fang Xiwen collected information through various channels before coming here. He read it many times along the way to keep an impression of it. Now he was thinking about it in his head while walking.

Suddenly, he felt the umbrella in his hand being taken away, and was replaced by a warm touch. He couldn't help but stiffen his body and asked, "Sister, what are you doing?"

"Holding your hand." Fang Qingxiao put away the umbrella.

"Normally siblings don't walk hand in hand. Are you a five-year-old?"

"Why can you do it with Jiang Xingchu but not with me?" The elder sister stared at him, "How long have you known her?"

"This, this, can't be compared like this..."

Fang Xiwen thought to herself, I even kissed her, and you want to compete with me?

"You can't speak to me."

As he spoke, Fang Qingxiao grabbed his hand and the two of them went into the city together.

The architectural style of Xingping City is somewhat different from that of Jiangzhou. Mainly for the purpose of keeping warm, the walls are built very thick and most of the houses appear relatively low.

The pedestrians walking on the streets are also dressed warmly, with cloaks, warm hats and shawls, etc., which gives a scene of northern scenery.

Fang Xiwen suddenly thought, the reason why Jiang Xingchu brought a lot of clothes, in addition to disguise, is it also for cold protection? After all, Longchuan is really cold.

"No, this is too cold, isn't it?" After taking a few more steps, his body began to shiver unconsciously. Something was wrong.

"It's the power of heaven and earth," Fang Qingxiao said, putting on an "I can't do anything to you" look, clenching her hands tighter, and explaining, "There was a battle nearby."

"So it changed the celestial phenomena? I understand the principle, but why could it last so long?" Fang Xiwen found it incredible.

It's not like he hasn't seen the outside world before. He even counted the leader of the Blood Robe Cult as half an outsider, and he broke the bridge between heaven and earth with one punch.

But the aftermath of the fight alone can affect an area of ​​hundreds of miles, and even change the weather in a place...it's a bit too exaggerated.

"At least a master." Fang Qingxiao said briefly. After looking around for a while, she walked straight to the door of a house and pointed, "Xiwen, we live here."

Hearing this, he moved closer and looked up and down at this resident who was obviously an ordinary family, feeling a little confused.

The Sword Sect did not have a sword hall in Xingping City, so according to his original plan, he should have just found an inn to stay for the night.

But my sister has Kong Ming Jianxin, so she must have her reasons, and it is not known whether this family is willing to take her in... Without much hesitation, he walked forward and knocked on the dark wooden door.

Soon, the wooden door first appeared a crack, and after seeing the two of them, it then opened halfway, and a dark, rough woman walked out.

"Auntie, my sister and I are traveling here, but we can't find a place to stay. I wonder if we can stay here for a few days?" Fang Xiwen showed a gentle smile and took out a few coins. "We will pay the market price for the room. What do you think?"

When the woman saw that he was dressed neatly and had fair skin, her eyes rolled around and she immediately smiled. "What's wrong with that? Come in and sit down. Don't catch a cold outside."

After saying that, he opened the other half of the wooden door to make way.

Fang Xiwen exchanged a few words of greeting and then pulled her sister in.

This is a small courtyard with a strong atmosphere of life. It can be seen that the owner is a carpenter. There is a small swing in the yard, dried peppers and bacon are hung on the eaves on both sides, and chopped firewood is piled up.

"Auntie, I won't cause any trouble to you, will I?"

"Hey, what's the problem? My father left two extra guest rooms, but they were rarely used throughout the year. They were just used to store things." The woman waved her hand carelessly. "Recently, there are many outsiders like you coming here. The inns in the city are not enough, so they all come to us."

"Like us?" The brother and sister looked at each other and Fang Xiwen asked.

"Hey, there was a little girl there earlier this month who also said she couldn't find a place to live. She's still living here now." The woman led them inside and came to a side room in the yard.

Although it is a side room, one can tell that the craftsmanship of the craftsmen is quite good. It looks solid and beautiful on the outside, and there is not much clutter inside, so it is quite tidy.

"Wife, who did you bring in again?" The dark-skinned man who was chopping wood in the corner of the yard heard the noise, put down his axe and was about to come over, but stopped.

"What's your business? Why don't you go chop wood and make a fire? Do you want to starve the kid to death?" The woman used her broad arms to block Fang Qingxiao, pointed at the man and cursed him, making him walk back in shame.

Seeing this, Fang Xiwen understood and lowered her voice, "Don't worry, Auntie. We only call each other brother and sister to avoid suspicion in front of outsiders. This is actually my wife who has not yet been married."

The woman pushed the door open and smiled brightly upon hearing this. "I was saying that you two are similar except for your nose and eyes, but other parts of your body are not alike! Young people are just shy..."

When she was moving some groceries out, Fang Qingxiao pulled her brother aside. She didn't feel embarrassed or annoyed by being called "wife". Instead, she felt a little excited. She lowered her voice and asked, "What's wrong?"

"She's afraid that the man will cheat on her," Fang Xiwen pointed at the man chopping wood outside, looked at her face and smiled, "Sister, you're so beautiful, she's afraid that her husband will be attracted to you if he sees you.

Although I don’t think it’s that serious… the man looks like a family man, and his hands are covered with calluses.”

"You praised me for being beautiful." Fang Qingxiao automatically filtered out a large paragraph, extracted the main idea, and a smile appeared on her face.

"...Honestly, even though there is no portrait on the Human Ranking, you go out so ostentatiously, aren't you afraid of being caught?"

"It's okay. Many people are unwilling to believe that I am the eldest sister of the Sword Sect before they die," Fang Qingxiao seemed very calm, pointing at herself, "Am I beautiful now?"

Even in the ice and snow, the woman's face was as bright and beautiful as a lotus in spring. Fang Xiwen didn't know why she asked this, but nodded honestly.

"Compared with Jiang Xingchu?"

"Why do you always compete with her? It's never going to end, right?"

"Is she beautiful?"

"I'm blind and have lost the ability to distinguish between beauty and ugliness. I can't tell who is pretty." Faced with a life-threatening question, Fang Xiwen chose to start directly.

On the other side, the woman who was carrying washbasins, wooden barrels, incense burners and other daily necessities into the house stole a glance at them for a while and saw that the two were very intimate and indeed did not seem like ordinary siblings, so she felt more relieved.

When she put the things in place one by one, Fang Xiwen took the opportunity to go over and exchange a few words with her, leaving aside her sister who had developed a desire to win in a strange place.

After talking, we learned that the woman's name was Sun Zifang and her husband was a carpenter. Their daily livelihood was carpentry work, and sometimes they also brought some charcoal to sell.

The two have been married for thirteen years and have a son who studies in a private school in the city.

After putting the things in place as instructed, he walked to the doorstep and then turned around and walked back, with a somewhat flattering look on his face: "It's like this, sir... I just lied to you. We only have one guest room left in our house, and that's the one in front of you."

Seeing her hesitant look, the brother and sister looked at each other and said nothing.

"But since you two are newlyweds, you shouldn't care about these things. This bed was made by the child's father himself. It's big and sturdy. You can make as much noise as you want..." The woman wanted to say something more, but was quickly interrupted by Fang Xiwen.

He waved his hands repeatedly, "Okay, okay, we get it, we'll just take one room."

Fang Qingxiao didn't know why she was introducing the materials of the bed. She walked to the side and knocked on it a few times. Immediately, her eyes lit up. Just as she was about to draw her sword, someone pushed her back.

"It would be best if you two are willing, but..."

"But the fee is still charged per person, right?" Fang Xiwen quickly grabbed her sister's hand, glared at her, then smiled, "It's only right, after all, there are two of us and two pairs of chopsticks."

After saying that, he readily handed over a silver ingot. The woman wiped it with her clothes, raised it above her head and looked at it for a while, then left happily.

Watching her disappearing back, Fang Xiwen sighed softly and went back to the room to continue cleaning up.

He hasn't completely gotten over his obsessive-compulsive disorder, so he always keeps four or five sets of bedding in the mustard ring, and now they are putting them to good use.

Seeing him take down the sheets he had just changed, Fang Qingxiao came to his side and asked, "Why did you ask her to bring them in if you want to use your own?"

"Because that way she can feel at ease collecting the money. Think about it, if these two guests stayed in the same room, didn't use your food, didn't eat your food, and were willing to pay per person, wouldn't she feel guilty about collecting the money?"

Fang Xiwen made the bed and smiled without turning his head.

"Yeah."

"Besides, this woman is actually very smart. What she just said about her and her husband was actually a hint at us. She knew from the beginning that there was only one room in the house and we wanted two, but she brought us here because she saw that we were easy to talk to."

"Have you been cheated?"

"What's the point of cheating? The money and goods are clear, and she also said it very clearly. How could she cheat?" Looking at her sister's slightly confused eyes, Fang Xiwen smiled again, "Sister, you are so cute."

"I'm not lying. Then why is Xiwen in a bad mood?" Fang Qingxiao opened her black and white eyes and looked at him straight.

"...I can't feel good when I think about having to sleep on the floor in the future."

“The bed is huge.”

"We are two adults."

"I can hold you while sleeping."

"We are two adults!"

Fang Xiwen really couldn't explain it to her clearly.

In fact, he didn't care where he slept. He just saw the shadow of his mother in Sun Zifang.

In his eyes, this kind of shrewd, mercenary, and petty-giving calculation is not annoying, but rather endearing.

Once upon a time, a woman would come home excitedly carrying a bag of vegetables and tell him that she had bargained for fifty cents cheaper and the stall owner even gave her a bunch of onions.

It is because of this that Fang Xiwen's attitude towards her is so gentle, and that she... misses him so much.

Chapter 119 This is what you are planning!

It shouldn't take too much time to take down the things that Auntie Sun had prepared and replace them with new ones. With Fang Xiwen's speed, it wouldn't take more than two quarters of an hour to rearrange the room.

With Fang Qingxiao's help, the two of them successfully worked from the afternoon to the evening.

"Cleaning the room is very hard work." The sister in white clothes had sweat on her forehead. She sat down at the table, poured herself a cup of tea, tilted her head back and drank it all in one gulp. Her face was full of joy after the hard work.

On the other side, Fang Xiwen was sitting on the ground with his arms and legs spread out. He almost jumped up when he heard that. "How dare you say that! If you hadn't insisted on making trouble, we wouldn't even have finished our meal by now!"

"I didn't know your quilt was so thin. I'll be careful next time." Fang Qingxiao put down the teacup, looking innocent.

"Next time? You tore four quilts, four whole quilts!" Fang Xiwen raised her finger, eyes wide, "It was the kind of very thick silk, the kind that can't even be lit with fire!"

"Xiwen, be good. I apologize to you. Can I buy it for you again when I get home?"

"Don't act like I'm being unreasonable. It's obviously you who caused the trouble!" Fang Xiwen was extremely sad and angry.

I was pissed off by my sister.jpg

Seeing that she was still playing dumb, Fang Xiwen sighed, "Forget it, just use the bedding that they have prepared. Alas, we are here now."

"No, you're a germaphobe." Fang Qingxiao stood up and reminded loudly.

"Of course it's for you!" He was completely confused. "There's only one clean quilt left, so it must be for me!"