"Are you waiting for Yijianqing to take action?" he asked.

"Yes." Mr. Pei picked up the tea bowl and took a sip. He had been sitting here for a long time, but his expression still looked very relaxed. Yijianqing's eyes sometimes flipped down from the grass hat, which was just facing him, so he did not deliberately avoid it.

However, he did not expect that this sitting would have been longer than he thought. Yi Jianqing had not moved for the whole night. Until the sky began to turn white, the most jubilant guests finally thought that it was time to rest. As the dawn was dawn, the crowd dispersed, and the happy forest began to turn off some lights, and the air filled with the tide of morning dew. At this time, Yi Jianqing suddenly moved. He raised one hand and waved towards the hall that was still very energetic after a busy night.

"What are the instructions for the guest officer?" Paotang asked quickly.

"Give me a bowl of white porridge." Yi Jian Qing said.

"Wait a minute." The hall went to the hall and quickly brought back a bowl of white porridge, which was steaming hot.

Yi Jianqing, who had been sitting quietly all night, suddenly became quicker at this moment. He quickly finished the bowl of porridge, then put the bowl back on the table, and placed a small piece of golden leaf next to it.

"Food money, and room money," he said.

"The room money?" Pao Tang was stunned, "Customer, do you want to stay in a hotel?"

"I can't hold it." Yi Jianqing shook his head.

"Then where did you get the house money? Besides, this is too much." Paotang said hurriedly.

"Not too much, please keep it." Yi Jianqing said as he stood up, grabbed the bamboo sword on his table with one hand, and walked towards Room No. 1.

His steps were a little slow, and he took every step very carefully. The bamboo sword was lifted to the left side of his body. As his steps gradually became bright, it was as weak as the dawn, and gradually deepened. When he walked directly in front of the Kuaizi Room No. 1, the bamboo sword in his hand slowly flowed like a green column of water.

Yi Jianqing looked up and looked at Room No. 1, the second floor ahead. His movements were still very slow. The bamboo sword that flashed like a water column was slowly raised in front of him.

The surroundings are quiet.

The quietest moment of Happy Day every day is this period of time. In this sloppy and chaotic scene that has not yet been closed, Yi Jianqing slowly danced the bamboo sword in his hand, like a slow dance, or some kind of strange ritual. In short, it is not like a killer assassinating.

Mr. Pei looked more and more serious when he looked at him from a distance. He stopped when he handed the bowl of tea to his lips. He kept in this position and looked straight at the bamboo sword in Yijianqing's hand.

The only thing that moved was this bamboo sword, and Yijianqing's body seemed to be part of the bamboo sword. In addition, his clothes, corners of his feet, hair... were not moved at all in his body, even in a soft place that could easily blow even the wind.

Mr. Pei understood.

This is the power condensing.

All the tiny forces that Yi Jianqing touched, even the friction of the air flow was transformed into the power of the soul, and condensed into the bamboo sword.

He carefully controlled the bamboo sword, and there was still awe in his heart. The momentum of the sword was released, Mr. Pei could imagine that he understood what the money of the golden leaf of Yijianqing meant. It was not about the money for housing, but about the money for repairing the house. When this sword went out, the No. 1 room would no longer exist.

It was such an amazing sword. Mr. Pei admired in his heart. Such a sword appeared in the Happy Forest, when the fewest and most peaceful moments in the Happy Forest, and then he was quietly exerted. All his power was restrained and there was no leakage. If Mr. Pei had not cleared his motive, he would have no experience of any murderous intent just by looking at it like this.

He is worthy of being the famous killer Yijianqing.

Taking action is the most perfect moment, taking action will not leave any vitality to the other party.

This sword was so wonderful. I felt a little embarrassed to sit here and enjoy it for free. Mr. Pei felt a little apology in his heart. The tea that had been frozen in his mouth for a long time finally began to be sent to his mouth. As a result, at this moment, a bang broke the rare silence of the Happy Forest. The window of Room No. 1 was pushed open, and the boy who was unable to see through the iron head and made Mr. Pei want to figure out the depth and poked his head out.

"What are you doing?" He said, looking at Yijianqing below the window.

"The play in your hand is too noisy. Can you go to a farther place to play?" he said.

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Chapter completed!