As soon as the door of the attic was pushed open, Yu Shiqi was choked by the dust that hit his face and coughed. The candlestick in his hand also shook wildly, and the burning candle oil fell on the wooden floor, and was hit by Xiling Yue behind him.

The feet were crushed.

"Be careful, things here can easily burn..." she said with a hint of complaint.

Yu Shiqi held the candlestick steady and saw through the candlelight that there were boxes after boxes of sundries stacked up in the attic. There were all sorts of strange things, and they could almost piece together a cart full of groceries.

"What are these?" Yu Shiqi was confused.

A moment ago, he had just finished cleaning the lobby when Xilingyue called him to come with her to the attic to look for something.

"I was bored and collected them from various merchants. There should be some painting tools here. You can look for them yourself tomorrow. You can also ask Yinxue to help you." Xilingyue said and yawned, she was a little sleepy.

.

"So what are you looking for now?"

"A set of picture books, "The Romance of Zichen Kanluan"."

"This late at night?" Yu Shiqi couldn't understand her motives.

"Don't ask, just find it." Xilingyue leaned over to fiddle with a box in front of her, "If you don't want to do anything, just help me get the candlestick to light it."

Yu Shiqi sighed, looked around, found a place on the attic wall where a candlestick could be placed, and then started to help her find picture books.

From the box in front of him, he found a wine glass with the characteristics of the Western Regions, an amber stone wrapped with unknown strange flying insects, and even Buddhist scriptures written in foreign languages... Yu Shiqi quietly turned his head to look at Xilingyue's profile, feeling more and more

I can't see through this girl.

When they first met Xiyuequan, she was cold yet sharp and unruly. Even if she showed a little kindness, she could not hide her dangerous aura. When they arrived at the Shan'ao camp, Yu Shiqi felt that she had made him feel much easier to get along with, just in her words and deeds.

She is still forthright and informal. In the Goddess's Tomb, she was both gentle and fortitude, with unparalleled confidence and pride. Now in this inn, Xiling Yue, who has lost her edge and often looks tired and tired, is most of the time.

Make him feel like a pitiable girl next door.

Because of this, he was willing to be ordered to do things by her. Yu Shiqi had random thoughts in his heart, and his eyes stayed on that silhouette for a long time without realizing it.

Xilingyue coughed and glanced sideways at him - it turned out that she had already felt Yu Shiqi looking at her, but she had been pretending not to know, but after a long time, she couldn't help but warn him.

Yu Shiqi shrank his shoulders, quickly lowered his head and continued to help her find things.

A strange "rustling" sound came from the dark corner.

"Yu Shiqi! Don't make trouble. If you need help, just ask for it." Xilingyue seemed to think that the voice was coming from him.

"It's not me..." he defended a little aggrievedly.

"It's clearly the voice from your side."

"It's really not." Yu Shiqi also felt strange. He stood up, took the candlestick off the wall, and pointed it at the corner.

Wherever the light went, darkness had no place to hide. A gray mouse that was huddled quietly in the corner suddenly squeaked, rushed out and slipped past Yu Shiqi. In a panic, it bumped into Xilingyue's foot.

After a moment, he flew away again and disappeared.

Xilingyue let out an exclamation, leaned back and sat on the floor, her face looking paler under the candlelight.

Yu Shiqi thought something had happened to her, but when she went over and squatted down, she realized that she was just frightened.

"Hey, let me tell you, that day in the mausoleum cave you were not even afraid of Yan Guming, who was close to the god, so why are you afraid of mice?" Looking at Xilingyue who was still trembling, he couldn't help laughing.

"Go away...go away..." Xilingyue shouted in shame and anger.

Yu Shiqi put the candlestick on the wall support and saluted her solemnly: "Since there are orders from the young shopkeeper, I will leave first."

"Hey..." Xilingyue knew that he was being coy, but she couldn't do anything about him for a moment, and her tone suddenly softened: "Don't leave yet..."

Yu Shiqi's heart trembled, he put away his playfulness, and stretched out his hand to Xilingyue: "Young shopkeeper, come here."

Xi Lingyue hesitated for a moment, grabbed his hand, and was pulled by him to stand up.

"Why don't we forget about it tonight. When I look for painting supplies tomorrow, I can help you look for it again." Yu Shiqi saw the tired look on her face and persuaded her nicely.

"Yeah...that's fine." She nodded and agreed.

Yu Shiqi closed the attic door again, then picked up the candlestick on the ground, turned around and saw Xilingyue looking straight at him.

He was slightly startled: "What's wrong?"

Xilingyue glared at him and said coldly: "You are only allowed to look at me, but I am not allowed to look at you?"

After that, she ran down the stairs alone without waiting for Yu Shiqi.

Moody. Yu Shiqi secretly commented on Xilingyue in his heart. Then he shook his head and felt a little sleepy. He went down to the second floor to find Teng Yining's room and said hello outside the door. After receiving the response, he planned to go back to sleep.

After closing the door for Teng Yining, he turned around and saw Wang Zhongsheng standing not far away looking at him. Yu Shiqi was slightly stunned and nodded politely to him.

When passing in front of Wang Zhongsheng, Yu Shiqi heard him asking him questions.

"What is your relationship with Mr. Fuji?"

Wang Zhongsheng obviously saw the scene where he just asked Teng Yining for his blessing.

Yu Shiqi hesitated for a moment and answered truthfully: "She is my mother."

Wang Zhongsheng nodded thoughtfully, said "Hey", and put his hand on Yu Shiqi's shoulder in a familiar manner: "Come on, I'll buy you a drink."

Yu Shiqi politely said goodbye, but Wang Zhongsheng didn't seem to hear it and couldn't help but drag him back to the lobby below.

Yinxue was cleaning up behind the counter, glanced at them, and reminded: "The kitchen has closed."

"Just serve the wine!" Wang Zhongsheng waved his hand.

Yu Shiqi reluctantly sat down at the table with him, waiting quietly for him to speak first.

"The wine hasn't been served yet. I, Wang Zhongsheng, will offer you tea instead of wine. By the way, I still don't know your name?"

"My younger brother's name is Yu Shiqi now, and he is a wandering painter."

"Now?" Wang Zhongsheng smiled, "What about before?"

"In the past... my name was Yu Yanzhi." Yu Shiqi dipped his hand in some water and wrote it on the table for him to read.

Wang Zhongsheng was stunned for a moment, then narrowed his eyes and looked at him carefully, murmuring in a low voice: "It looks like, it's very similar... but it's not similar. Is it a coincidence?"

"What did Brother Wang say?" Yu Shiqi felt a little nervous for no reason.

"I know a person with the same name as you." Wang Zhongsheng said suspiciously, "But that person is from a famous martial arts family."

Yu Shiqi remained silent, recalling in his mind whether he had ever had a relationship with Wang Zhongsheng. It would be fine if it was just the same name, but what Wang Zhongsheng said was that he came from a famous martial arts family, and he was born in the same family.

Is that true? He is not the head of the family. Yu Lingwei and the head of the family, Mrs. Yan, do not know anything about women.

At this time, Yinxue brought the wine and put it on their table, along with two plates of cold dishes.

Wang Zhongsheng continued while pouring the wine: "I met that man once in Han Lake three years ago, but now my impression is a bit blurry."

"The person that Brother Wang is talking about may be me." Yu Shiqi pursed his lips and smiled, "I was on a mission in Yunzhongjian three years ago, and I did go to Han Lake once."

"But didn't you just say that you were a wandering painter?"

"That was a career change later..." Yu Shiqi said jokingly.

Wang Zhongsheng was startled, instinctively feeling that Yu Shiqi was teasing him.

"No, aren't you the son of Senior Teng?" The young man in Wang Zhongsheng's memory was clearly the son of the head of Tongfeng Sect and his wife.

"It's a long story." Yu Shiqi looked away and took the initiative to clink wine glasses with him, "I don't quite understand why my mother entrusted me to the master and mistress of Tongfeng Sect."

"Then you won't ask?"

"Maybe she doesn't want to say it. When she wants to say it, I don't need to ask." Yu Shiqi said nonchalantly.

Wang Zhongsheng silently expressed his understanding and stopped asking Yu Shiqi these questions. He changed the subject and talked about something related to martial arts.

"When I met Senior Teng, I realized that my knowledge of swords was so shallow." After drinking a few glasses of wine, Wang Zhongsheng said with emotion.

"So you want to learn Japanese swordsmanship?"

"Yes, that knife was so beautiful. It was crisp and clean. I only heard the sound of the knife breaking once and I can't forget it."

Yu Shiqi just smiled along with him. He was not obsessed with the pursuit of martial arts to this extent.

"When I learn how to use this sword, I might participate in a small competition next year, and I might be able to make a big splash." Wang Zhongsheng was still immersed in his own imagination.

"Thank you for the wine, Brother Wang. I'm a little tired, so I'll excuse you for now."
Chapter completed!