Liu Ruiying held the hilt of the sword with his hand, but he didn't hold it tightly.

This change in action seemed unintentional, but in fact he had his own plans.

Liu Ruiying didn't know whether Yanzi had finished saying it.

But at this point, no matter what Yanzi said, it cannot change the fact that he detained Mrs. Ling.

Since the end of the literary world, the entire Qingzhong Palace, including Qingzhong King Liu Jinghao, has been looking for the whereabouts of Mrs. Ling, but she has no clue.

Unexpectedly, Liu Ruiying was beaten by mistake.

As for the "transaction" mentioned by Yanzi, he was not interested at all.

I heard this sentence recently, but I really couldn't listen to it anymore.

Liu Ruiying didn't understand, what's wrong with living a peaceful life? But she had to use such things to keep trading with others?

However, there are two "pictures" that were presented to Liu Ruiying just now, one of which is Mrs. Ling, and the other is blurry.

He didn't have the intention to ask clearly either.

What's more, once you show interest, wouldn't Iwako know that she has something to ask for? No matter what you say, it's useless. The initiative has been lost and cannot be saved.

Taking the initiative also means winning most of the time.

"Does Brother Ruiying want to kill me?"

Iwako asked straightforwardly.

Liu Ruiying didn't know whether she was suddenly called to break her mind or interrupted her original idea of ​​planning. Her right hand, which was holding the hilt of the sword, suddenly moved a few inches down when the word "kill" in Yanzi just came out. She deliberately relaxed her wrists and looked lazy to rest on the scabbard.

Liu Ruiying did not immediately refute Yanzi's words.

In fact, he didn't know what he should say.

But following the other party's words and thinking about it carefully, it seemed that there was no excessive murderous intention towards Iwako in my heart.

At best, he inexplicably detained Mrs. Ling, which made Liu Ruiying very worried.

Worries about a person stem from caring about a person.

But this care is mutual, and it cannot be like a bamboo pole pricking fire - a head full of heat.

Whether Mrs. Ling teases Liu Ruiying on weekdays, asks him to call him his sister, or wants him to drink without understanding, Liu Ruiying can feel the care he takes for him in his bones.

It was a very special and nostalgic feeling. Although it was still a matter of doing things in prison, with this gentle emotion, it would make people feel relaxed both physically and mentally, less the atmosphere of the world, and more closeness.

Although I have no father or mother, I have been growing up in the Zhongdu Quarantine Department for so many years, and have food and accommodation. I have not fallen to the point where I get wet when it rains and walk on the long streets to eat everywhere. But in spirit, no matter who I am, I want to have such a person.

With such a person, he is like a floating duckweed. Even if he is washed away without a trace, he seems to have a root under him. He tied it tightly and can return home after the big storm.

Even though it often seems cynical and careless, it is the most reliable when it really needs it.

Liu Ruiying had never felt this feeling, so when he felt it, he was very attached to it.

The time he and Mrs. Ling met was very short.

Some people drink a lot of wine, and after sleeping in, they get up and eat the sober beef noodle soup, and pour some more vinegar into the bowl.

However, for a short time, Liu Ruiying established a kind of trust in Mrs. Ling.

This time, the main reason was that the brothers "Boss Wang" caught a magic game of the Monan barbarians. Liu Ruiying wanted to follow the clues and thoroughly find out what the origin of Baoyi Gambling was.

It was a complete accident that I knew Mrs. Ling’s whereabouts when I saw Yanzi.

He never thought that Mrs. Ling would have any intersection with Yanzi, nor could he think of any deal they could reach.

"Release."

Liu Ruiying said.

Compared to Yanzi's straightforwardness, Liu Ruiying was also very straightforward.

No matter what the reason included, he had to see Mrs. Ling before making plans.

Now his main purpose of coming to Baoyi Gambling has completely changed.

As for the relationship between Yanzi and the strange environment here and Baoyi Gambling House, Liu Ruiying had no intention of exploring it.

It is the top priority to get Mrs. Ling back to the Qingzhong Palace as soon as possible, preside over the overall situation, and completely clear out the forces in the open and dark areas.

"Although I am not a businessman, I also know the word "making a fucking wolf". When I just talked about the transaction, Brother Ruiying ignored it and even threatened it with a long sword. I don't feel too rude? We are not strangers, after all, we are still the friendship of drinking together and walking together. Such a rash threat made me feel very uncomfortable..."

Yanzi was speechless as he spoke, but he was still a little aggrieved, as if Liu Ruiying had done something that made him extremely sad.

The disgusting appearance is disgusting.

Seeing the strong-bodied man with a burly face, a ferocious face, a covered with whip marks on his arms and head, he began to hum and whip. Liu Ruiying couldn't help but shivered and shook his whole body. The hand holding the scabbard left for a short time.

But Iwako was indifferent to this.

He stretched out his left hand, supported his elbow on the table, and held his forehead with his palm, as if he was covering his face and sighing.

But his right hand was under the table, rustling, not knowing what he was looking for.

Liu Ruiying frowned, and the heart of defense in her heart was even better!

After all, Ironko is very strange, neither black nor white. She can do anything that is not as good as poisoning in the tea or flying arrows in her sleeves.

Unexpectedly, when Yanzi's right hand was lifted from under the table, a cloth bag was hooked with index fingers and middle fingers, and the lower end was hanging very low, so it should have been filled with a lot of solid and heavy things.

The cloth bag fell on the table, but the sound was not crisp. Liu Ruiying could not tell what was inside.

However, the openness of the scene made him feel relieved.

Unexpectedly, Yanzi's pair of dry wood-like hands arched high on the back of his hands, in the shape of an eagle claw.

The slender fingers quickly opened the knot tied to the bag mouth, grabbed both ends, stretched them hard, and expanded the bag mouth enough to allow one hand to enter it.

Yanzi reached in with his right hand, grabbed it with a full hand, and held it in his palm.

However, the back of his hand was aimed at Liu Ruiying, covering it tightly, so that he still couldn't see what it was.

Just as Liu Ruiying was about to take the lead, Yanzi put his right hand in his hand, and the things he had just held scattered across the table.

Liu Ruiying looked closely and saw that all the fried chestnuts with open mouthfuls were fried.

It just got colder and I don’t know when it was fried.

The chestnuts no longer have any fragrance. When they hit the table, they were as hard as unskinned walnuts.

The openings were covered with rich solidified syrup, which showed a disgusting brownish yellow color.

There are many beautiful things like this color, but the sweet-scratched chestnuts that have been put on hold for a long time in front of you really make Liu Ruiying unable to relate to any beauty in his mind.

He tried hard to recall the remaining evening. If tomorrow was still a good day, the sunset in the sky would turn from orange-red to brown-yellow syrup at the last moment.

No matter what angle it looks like, it seems like a layer of just melted honey is being painted on the horizon and the top of the mountain.

But they are fresh and constantly flowing and changing.

When the sugar cubes are placed on the iron plate, when they start to melt after heating in the stove, it is like pouring seasonings such as green onions, ginger, garlic and other seasonings into boiling oil, making a "sizzling" sound, but in comparison, the movement is slightly smaller.

Immediately afterwards, the candy body would continue to fade away, melt into a jar of sticky liquid, countless tentacles spread out from the center, stretching in all directions.

Occasionally, there will be bubbles, but they will not last long and will soon burst.

When the bubble suddenly bursts, the syrup below will shrivel into a gap, exactly the same as the syrup that is shriveled at the opening of the chestnuts that are now shriveled.

Once the syrup loses its temperature, it will dry up like this.

The texture above is clear and the ravines are scattered, just like the old lady's skin.

Although Yanzi's body was covered with whip marks, except for the whip marks, the other positions were still delicate and tight.

The whip marks were like flesh snakes with no life but not rotten bodies, entrenched on his smooth and mirror-like skin. Just like the cool and shriveled syrup wrapped around the opening of the candy-fried chestnuts, through the light, you can still see the chestnut meat inside from the thin position.

"Sweet chestnuts!"

Iwako pointed to the scattered chestnut on the table and said.

Looking along his hand, Liu Ruiying noticed that there was actually a dice mixed in the pile of chestnuts.

A tan dice.

The dice in the gambling house are usually white and ivory.

Even if it is not made of ivory, it will use other materials to imitate this color. The only way to do is to touch red in the depression at "point" is to show the difference.

But this dice is brown all over, with six sides and six dots all red and extremely bright.

Yanzi realized that Liu Ruiying's spirit was completely focused on the dice, but she didn't say anything about it and let him look at it.

But he himself took a candy on the table and stir-fried chestnut. He first used his front teeth to chew off the cooled syrup, put it in his mouth, pressed it with the tip of his tongue, and pressed it against the upper palate. Let the temperature in the mouth slowly melt it.

At the beginning, it was a bit thorny on the edges because of its hardness.

As the temperature rises, it gradually softens.

Yanzi's mouth whispered, and soon it turned into sugar water and swallowed it.

He peeled the shells of the candy chestnuts with his fingernails and threw them all into his mouth. He didn't chew them, so he swallowed them.

Liu Ruiying heard a "gudong" sound, and then she pulled her spirit away from this strange dice.
To be continued...