The reply to monk Wu was a low mumble,"Xin 'er, Xin' er, Qianqian."
The monk liaomu shook his head and moved the small table to the front of Lu Zheng's bed. Then, he knelt down and began to knock on the wooden fish and read the obscure Scripture.
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For the next three days, no one came to the drunken River Restaurant. The time travel Trio was not in a hurry, but Gu Xin was.
That morning, after Gu Xin finished her horse-riding stance, she could not help but ask Gu Nian when she was taking a bath with her, " "Sister, do you think uncle Cheng's boss is willing to cooperate with us? Why is there still no news after three days?"
Xinxin, it's not good to worry too much at such a young age. You'll get wrinkles and age quickly. Gu Nian laughed as she poked Gu Xin's head.
"I'm just worried!" Gu Xin pursed her lips.
