Chapter 5791: Kaishan

"Miss Ling won't believe me, but she will believe you..."

"..."

The woman looked outside alertly, grabbed Jun Lai's arm, stood on tiptoe, and whispered a few words in his ear.

"remember?"

Junlai's expression changed uncertainly, and he nodded gently.

The woman opened her lips, smiled, and turned to the door.

"Hey..." Jun Lai quickly called her.

The woman stood still: "Is there anything else?"

"...Well, what's your name?" Jun Lai's face was inexplicably red: "If I can really see Miss Ling, I would also like to reply. If I have the opportunity in the future, I can also thank you in person."

"My name?" The woman's eyes were a little blurred, and she shook her head with a wry smile: "Forget it, let's not say it, don't look at us still talking, maybe I won't live out of this door... Not to mention, what else is coming!"

Her mood is very pessimistic.

Junlai's heart sank too.

Still want to ask, the woman has already walked out quickly.

The room was silent.

Junlai was in a daze for a while.

It seems that the woman just now is not so real.

I pinched myself, the smell between my nose still lingered.

"it is true!!"

He is really fascinated!

Otherwise, the last memory is still not long after the ghost door is closed.

Going back to the room and sitting down, he looked forward to the night as it was falling.

When it was dead at night, he quietly opened the door and disappeared into the darkness.

——

After ordering four bowls of noodles, Feng Chenglin sat down at the small table and rubbed his chopsticks on his sleeves.

Ling Luoyu squinted: "Your clothes are not clean with these chopsticks?"

"What's the chopsticks clean? How much dust does this person have to fly? We are blessed to eat a bowl of noodles safely..."

Dingmiao looked ahead: "The Lijiazhai in front was originally a remote place where birds don’t shit, but after the discovery of an iron mine, more businessmen came and went, and there were more pedestrians on this road!"

For him, this place has been to many times.

But Zhou Yan was the first time.

Hearing what he said, he immediately cocked his head and looked over: "I have heard of this Lijiazhai. Legend has it that the iron ore unearthed in their mine is an excellent material for smelting magic weapons, and it is worth a thousand dollars!"

"Not bad!" A strange color flashed in Dingmiao's eyes: "The iron tools used in the shrine are all from the iron ore under Lijiazhai!"

Feng Chenglin tilted his head to meet his eyes: "Look at you like this, it seems...a bit sad, what's wrong?"

"...When I was a child, I often came over with my family. Every time, when I missed my family, I would come here. Everywhere here, there are my memories!"

Feng Chenglin: "..."

He was embarrassed to take the conversation so sad.

"Everyone, your noodles are here!" Xiao Er sent four bowls of noodles: "Table Mountain has spicy and vinegar. You can make your own taste if you want."

"Yes, yes, eat noodles first!" Feng Chenglin took it, casually replied, and changed the subject: "Little brother, business is good, you see there is a constant flow of people on this road, your way Side stalls are better than the hotel restaurants in the stockade, right?"

"Brother, you are joking. In the past few days, when I encountered the mountain in the stockade, there were only a few more guests in the past, but no matter how many, it can't compare to the restaurants in the city!"

Thinking of what, Xiaoer smiled.