The token was passed around to the female guests one by one. The young woman in her twenties who had just been talking to the middle-aged woman touched the token and exclaimed, "I've seen it in Jianghu Zatan. It's real."

The girl has clear and bright eyes, a round nose, thin lips, and small freckles on her cheeks.

Someone recognized the token, and Qin Changsheng's trust value increased in everyone's hearts.

"Then, sir, what should we do? We were tricked into coming here like this. Will we be in danger?"

"There is definitely danger," Qin Changsheng said calmly, "but you can still save yourselves."

"Save ourselves? How can we save ourselves?"

Everyone fell into panic, as if they had lost their backbone, their eyes were full of confusion, and tears welled up in the corners of some people's eyes.

"There are so many of us, it's not difficult to run away. Let's fight our way out together." It was still the girl, she clenched her fists, looked at everyone, and spoke loudly as if to build up her courage, with her eyebrows flying as she spoke.

It's completely different from the shy and silly look at the beginning.

Qin Changsheng asked with a smile: "Hey, what's your name?"

"Me? ...My name is Feng Huahua." The girl was stunned by the sudden question, as if a little embarrassed. She paused and added softly, "I like drawing. When I was a child, I used to draw charcoal pencils, so my parents named me Huahua."

Such a casual name, but he has grown into a person of great determination.

When the monk pushed the door open, the noisy sounds in the room stopped abruptly, and only the sound of Qin Changsheng knocking on the wooden fish seemed abrupt and weird.

"Sir, Master Huisheng invites you." The monk raised his eyebrows and did not criticize Qin Changsheng's behavior. Instead, he walked up to her and made a gesture of invitation to her.

Qin Changsheng was startled for a moment, but quickly reacted. He walked over to the girl, handed her the wooden fish, and quietly stuffed a tightly wrapped piece of chili powder in his palm. He leaned over and whispered in her ear, "Here, I'll give it to you. If they push the door open later, just sprinkle it over them."

The subtle fragrance that lingers on the girl is a kind of warmth that is both present and invisible and reassuring.

Then the following screen appeared.

The girl noticed the appearance of Qin Changsheng with sharp eyes and greeted her excitedly. Qin Changsheng smiled back, raised his stick and walked forward to hit the monks with it, knocking them unconscious.

Every female pilgrim seemed incredibly excited and hot, including the shy Feng Huahua. Qin Changsheng curled his lips and said, "Why do you seem so...hot?"

Feng Huahua patted her chest and panted, "Yeah, I don't know why I feel hot all over, and the more I fight, the more excited I get."

"Sir, may I ask your name?"

The girl smiled happily, with undisguised longing in her eyes.

Qin Changsheng raised his eyebrows slightly and said in a soft voice: "My name is..."

Her beautiful face came closer, her red lips opened and closed, and white powder was blown towards Feng Huamian's face. The last scene when the girl fell down was a woman's blooming smile, charming and lively.

"Cough cough..." Qin Changsheng ran out of the room, waving his sleeves and covering his nose.

The air in the room behind Qin Changsheng seemed to condense into a ball of powder and fall downwards.

Li Lianhua saw this scene after she finished dealing with the monk outside the door, "Are you treating this like flour?"

Qin Changsheng looked at the powder that had not yet dissipated, scratched his head sheepishly, and said with a look of embarrassment: "Haha... I accidentally used too much."

"Next time I will definitely save it."

Li Lianhua glanced at her sideways, rolled her eyes gracefully and walked away.

"Hiss..." Qin Changsheng curled his lips.

He has a pretty bad temper.

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