"Yeah." Ying Zijin nodded, "When did you agree to meet?"

"Let me take a look." Rita took out her phone, glanced at the calendar, and frowned, "August 23rd, tsk, it's too troublesome. I have to stay in China for more than ten days."

Today is August 7th, and there are still 16 days before the date she agreed with the First Poison Master.

Rita was also confused as to why the First Poison Master suddenly changed the meeting place.

And it happened to be in China.

Originally, they were supposed to meet on this island last night.

But after her competition, the first poison master changed the place and time of the meeting.

"Place?"

"Shanghai City."

Ying Zijin's expression paused slightly: "Shanghai City?"

"You are also surprised, aren't you." Lita spread her hands, "I wonder why a hunter of this level is also in your imperial capital, or living in seclusion in the mountains."

The ancient martial arts world and the ancient medical world are both in the imperial capital.

It's just that ordinary people can't find it, and even if they find it, they can't get in.

"However, it is not impossible." Lita added, "I don't know if you know that the previous number seven on the Gunslinger list died in Shanghai City, and the Hidden Alliance has not yet found out who did it.

"

The sun gradually became dazzling, and Ying Zijin put on his hat: "I know."

"So I was wondering if it was the No. 1 Poison Master who killed him." Rita analyzed it carefully, "You see, only the Poison Master can kill people invisible and leave no evidence at all."

Ying Zijin was silent for a moment.

She couldn't refute this.

Number seven on the list of best gunners, she was indeed the one who killed him.

However, she didn't clean up the scene. There was no evidence. Fu Yunshen should have cleaned up the scene for her from behind.

"Anyway, thanks to him, after he died, I still entered the ranking list." Rita flipped her hair, full of charm, "It turns out that I am eighty-eight."

"Ningshenhua, I can give it to you." Ying Zijin pondered for a moment, "But I have a condition."

"You said, if I can satisfy you, I will definitely do it."

"I will follow you to see the No. 1 Poison Master."

"Okay, no problem." Rita agreed directly, "This is our deal. I will ask her to treat my father."

Ying Zijin's eyes moved slightly.

"Wait a minute, I have something for you." Rita waved to the middle-aged man not far away, "Myron, bring me the thing."

The middle-aged man hurriedly stepped forward and picked up a box.

"This is a gun in my collection." Rita opened the box, "It can be used, but it's not very powerful, because its shell is made of gold and diamonds, and the picture looks good."

"You accept it as our reconciliation gift."

Ying Zijin did not refuse, she pointed to the side: "These are for you."

Rita picked up one of the small jars: "What is this?"

"Whitening Mask."

Four words made Lita put it away decisively. She whistled and smiled: "Oriental beauty, if you have time, I will invite you to our place to eat macaroni."

She waved and got on another plane.

**

Five hours later.

The plane arrived in Shanghai again.

The weather in August is very hot and hot, like a furnace.

"Let's go, kid, I'll see you off." Fu Yun patted her head deeply, "I've been tired these past few days. Go home and have a good sleep."

Yunshan wisely didn't follow him. He excused himself to do some business and left.

The two of them took the car back.

On the way, Ying Zijin saw someone selling mung bean soup and sour plum soup on the roadside. She was an old woman.

She was sitting on a small bench with two boxes in front of her.

"I'm going to buy a drink." Ying Zijin turned around and asked, "Do you want to drink?"

She seemed to have never seen him drink anything other than health tea.

"Yeah." Fu Yunshen didn't refuse this time and stopped the car, "You buy it at room temperature. Your stomach is important."

Ying Zijin got off the car and walked to the stall.

She took two cups of mung bean soup and had to scan the QR code to pay.

The old lady wiped her hands with a towel and hesitated: "Little girl, do you have cash?"

Ying Zijin raised his head: "Cash?"

Nowadays, money is generally transferred online, and few people bring cash.

"It's nothing." The old lady sighed, "Today's technology is so advanced that I don't understand anything. My son helped me get this payment code."

She wiped the reddish corners of her eyes and felt a little embarrassed: "Everyone who scanned the QR code and paid went to him. I wanted to buy some vegetables today and make some soup for my wife, so I just wanted to ask if you guys have any.

cash."

Ying Zijin's hand paused, and then she saw that her opponent's profile picture was that of a middle-aged man.

Obviously it's not the old lady's own WeChat account.

She closed her eyes slightly, knowing what was going on.

Seeing her silence, the old lady hurriedly said: "If not, it's okay, just transfer the money."

"Yes, grandma." Fu Yun didn't know when he came over. He took out a dozen hundred yuan cash from his wallet and smiled, "Take it."

"It's too much, too much." The old lady had never seen so much money before. She was shocked and hurriedly pushed it away. "A cup of mung bean soup costs four yuan, eight yuan is fine."

"You can't even buy half a chicken for eight yuan." Fu Yunshen raised his eyelashes, "In this case, if you think I am losing money, you can sell me the rest."

The old lady was a little at a loss.

Fu Yunshen had already bent down, picked up the bag and started filling the mung bean soup and sour plum soup. He asked in a calm voice, "Your son won't give you money?"

The old lady lowered her head and sighed: "He worked hard too, maybe he forgot about it. No parent can care about his child."

Ying Zijin looked at the movements of the two people and raised his hand to press his heart.

She has always known that her body has a big flaw, she has no heart.

This heart does not refer to organs.

It is the heart that can cause people to have emotional fluctuations towards external objects.

She knows what love is and hate, and she also has emotions, but she can't feel them.

Emotionally, she is like a robot.

But at this moment, she seemed to be able to feel the warmth of this world.

It seems that she is slowly recovering.

After buying all the mung bean soup and sour plum soup, Fu Yunshen held up the bag and said, "Enough for you to drink for a long time."

Seeing that the girl was looking at the same place, he tapped her forehead with his finger and chuckled: "Yaoyao, why are you so dazed?"

"It's nothing." When Ying Zijin came back to his senses, she looked at him and suddenly raised her hand to hug him, "Thank you."

It's a very common action, not very ambiguous.

There is no difference between saying hello and hugging friends.

After all, he had carried her and hugged her before.

Fu Yunshen's body was slightly tense for a moment, but soon relaxed.

He moved his fingers and raised his peach blossom eyes: "Kid, is this considered teasing?"

"It doesn't count, at most it's -" Ying Zijin took a cup of mung bean soup from him, still speaking in a cold tone, "I'm taking advantage of you."

"..."

**

There are two types of supplementary classes at Qingzhi Middle School.

The first is for the school to unify and provide one month of make-up classes after the exam and a summer vacation.

The second method is to choose to take classes or take a vacation according to the students' own opinions after the unified make-up classes are completed.
To be continued...