"Time goes back? There may be some means to travel through time, but time will never go back." Yin Jiu seemed to hear the joke, "This is the music score written by me, separate from the real world and becomes a small world, so it is under my control. It is the past I have encountered, and what you see and hear are the reality at that time."

Yin Jiu took out a piece of paper yellowed musical score like a magic trick. The cover page on the score was written with its name - Yin Jiu's music score.

"Wait, your clothes are not suitable." Yin Jiu realized that it was inconsistent, so he found a woman's light pink gauze skirt and threw it to Su Qingwan.

Su Qingwan caught it, and did not move.

Yin Jiu urged: "Switch it quickly."

Su Qingwan took a deep breath, she warned herself to calm down, and then smiled: "Do you turn around?"

"Oh, sorry, I forgot that you are a little girl." Yin Jiu turned his back with a sudden realization, and ignored Su Qingwan's cruel gaze of killing the demon. "What a pity for this face to be so flat."

Su Qingwan struggled for a moment between beating Yin Jiu to death and swallowing her anger, and decided to change her clothes first. No matter what, Yin Jiu would not lose her moral integrity to the point of seeing her change her clothes.

As soon as Su Qingwan changed the skirt inside, she glanced at Yin Jiu from the corner of her eyes. Yin Jiu's eyes fell on her chest, but her body was still turning, but her head had already turned toward her side.

Su Qingwan was so shocked that she forgot to cover it up.

Why are there such a shameless old monster in the world?

Seeing that he was discovered, Yin Jiu simply pretended not to pretend. He said, "It turned out that it was not a thorn, it was really small."

Su Qingwan stared at Yin Jiu in shame and anger, throwing a layer of gauze coat on the outer cover towards Yin Jiu's face, and killing him!

Yin Jiu was covered with a shiyi and walked over like this. He smiled so hard that he deserved a beating: "I can't wear it anymore? You just say nothing, why are you throwing your clothes? I'll help you wear it, come, raise your hand."

It seems that she is the one who makes trouble.

Su Qingwan lost her strength to get angry.

"I didn't see you." Yin Jiu was really angry when he saw Su Qingwan, and let him fiddle with him without saying anything, just like a doll. He seemed to realize that his actions were a bit too far for humans.

Monsters are all thick-skinned, but humans are different.

Su Qingwan did not forgive him immediately.

Yin Jiu thought, "Why don't you hold my eyes off?"

"Anyway, your eyes will grow back like Ji Jingyun's claws." Su Qingwan was not fooled.

There was a thudding sound from the stairs, and Ayin and Ayang jumped up, and then stretched out their short and fat little hands to cover each other's eyes.

The scene where Su Qingwan was imprisoned by Yin Jiu in her arms was too easy to make the monster think. Oh my, the old man in her family actually attacked a young human in Lezhai.

While Ayin and Ayang despised Yin Jiu, who was suspected of eating young grass in his heart, he silently ordered a row of red wax for Su Qingwan.

Su Qingwan stepped on Yin Jiu hard, but this little force seemed to Yin Jiu as a bite.

"Speak quickly, why are you humming?" Yin Jiu thought that he knew where the two little boys had fallen, but he didn't explain.

It was originally something that made something out of nothing.

The explanation became more obvious than his desire to cover up.

"Customers are coming outside!"

"It's said it was an acquaintance you just met."

"It's the one who sang opera that day, and she's called Liang Fei."

Yin Jiu hugged Su Qingwan and asked, "Where is the person?"

"I got on the carriage and ran."

Two little boys start the duet.

Su Qingwan looked at Yin Jiu in confusion: What's wrong with him? She didn't doubt Yin Jiu's methods at all.

Yin Jiu said, "What he knows what he ran away. When he saw me that day, he didn't run away. I went into his house to take a look, but I didn't do anything."

"No matter he is, as long as he is in Jiuzhou Imperial City, he will not escape my control. You go and ask Zhuoyu for me first." Yin Jiu sorted out Su Qingwan's clothes, "The place you are going to is Xiaozhu, the person you are looking for is Liang Zhuoyu, a famous Dan in the Liyuan. He had just moved to Jiuzhou Imperial City at that time."

"After seeing him, you pass the letter to him." Yin Jiu's so-called letter is a paper crane condensed with demonic power.

The paper crane was stained between Su Qingwan's hair, and it was not obvious if it was not carefully looked at.

Su Qingwan felt something Yin Jiu had pointed on her forehead. After she touched it, she realized that it was a little cinnabar. At this time, she was already in a small world.

Looking around, the women here were indeed dressed differently from the real world. Su Qingwan listened to the hawkers everywhere and looked around with a little curiosity.

Fortunately, the vendors here looked at Su Qingwan's good-looking appearance, and their attitude towards Su Qingwan became much more enthusiastic.

Su Qingwan bought a candied haws with the copper plate in her purse, and asked about the way to Xiaozhu, a hawker who bought candied haws.

Occasionally, a patrol officer walked past her, or the noble son who returned from outside rode a horse not far from her, Su Qingwan came to the remote Xiaozhu in the west of Jing carefully.

"Miss, are you here to find Mr. Liang?"

Su Qingwan was startled and turned around and an old woman was standing behind her.

The old woman smiled kindly, but her eyes were all pitch black. Su Qingwan realized that this might not be a human, so she pretended to be calm.

Yin Jiu said he would protect her.

There is nothing to be afraid of.

Su Qingwan said: "Yes, Mr. Liang is not here?"

"He is still in the pear garden now." The old woman said, "It's so hot outside. Little girl, come to my house to rest. I'll pour you a cup of tea."

Su Qingwan declined almost instantly.

The old woman walked over unyieldingly and pulled her sleeves, like an old man who was very hospitable. However, Su Qingwan only felt that everything was wrong. When she stared at the old woman, she always felt that she was looking at a ghost. It was gloomy and terrifying, as if the other party would be peeling off the human skin in the next second.

A gust of wind from where I hit blew Su Qingwan's forehead.

A little cinnabar between his eyebrows fell into the old woman's eyes, and the old woman's eyes changed.

"Grandma Sang." A gentle voice sounded from the corner.

The old woman glanced at the person coming, and looked at Su Qingwan with some fear. She thought for a moment and staggered away.

Only then did Su Qingwan see clearly what the person came. He was wearing a navy blue robe. Because he was older, he could only tell that he was 70% or 80% similar to Liang Fei. He was holding a large bouquet of flowers in his hand. The flowers were placed in a mess, and it was obviously given by different people.

"Young Master Liang." Su Qingwan was about to explain her purpose.
Chapter completed!