My wife is not a demon

"Come, let's have a toast to our White Emperor Sacred Sword."

"Dry!"

As the glasses collided, the clear wine spilled out.

The two of them raised their heads and took a sip, and both drank for a while, but they still tried their best to pretend that they were drinking sincerely so that the other party could not see that they were cheating.

"Brother Ji is not familiar with the people in Yaochi."

"I'm not familiar with it. Back then, I was almost cut off because I watched a female disciple change clothes while hiding in a closet. That's how the beam ended."

Speaking of this matter, Ji Dachun still showed a look of depression.

It can be seen how bloody the plot was.

Chen Mu was surprised and said, "I didn't expect Brother Ji to be such an upright gentleman, he would do such a peeping act, I admire him."

"Could that be called peeping when it comes to cultivators? That's called appreciation."

"Brother said well."

"I am over-flattered."

"..."

After eating the meat and vegetables, the chat gradually came to an end, and after several pots of wine were exhausted, both of them lay down on the table and fell asleep, unable to get drunk.

After Wen Wenren paid the bill, the two stood up at the same time and said goodbye to each other:

"Brother Chen, there will be a date later."

"Brother Ji, we will meet later."

After finishing speaking, he left the tavern without paying attention to Wenmingren at all.

Wen Wenren held the emptied purse, trembling with anger: "Bastard! Inhuman!"

-

A cold wind blows through the slightly empty streets.

The few passers-by were also in a hurry and passed by in a flash.

Chen Mu walked on the street silently, replaying and recalling the meeting with Ji Dachun and the scene in the tavern over and over again in his mind.

At least for now, Ji Dachun's suspicion is not very great.

But after all, it was the first time they met, and they were only getting acquainted with each other a little bit, so everyone was wary of each other psychologically.

In addition, the person who gave Eunuch Fang the blood mother's ginseng essence may have faked his name.

At present, they can only wait for Suzaku Hall to investigate the situation in Yaochi.

Although Yaochi is a sect, it is also a business place. The number of people sold every year is extremely large, and it is not easy to check their account books.

And the most troublesome thing is that if someone sells it to a second-hand merchant, it will be even more difficult to investigate.

Just thinking about it, Chen Mu's stomach twitched inexplicably.

Feeling sick.

"I'll go, this is not a fake bar, I didn't drink much."

Chen Mu came to the corner and retched a few times, rubbing his abdomen with his hands, trying to relieve the discomfort in his stomach.

This feeling is similar to that after drinking too much.

But the problem is, drinking alcohol on weekdays has never happened. It seems that the sequelae after being reborn in the imperial prison before returning to file are still there.

After a while, the difficulty in the stomach gradually eased.

Chen Mu let out a sigh of relief, and returned to the corner of the street, just in time for a carriage to stop in front of the gate of the nearby house.

A man and a woman got out of the carriage.

It was Zhang Qianzi, the boss of Liangyun Casino, and his concubine Hong Zhuer.

Hong Zhu'er is still in the gorgeous red dress, with a very sensual and charming smell all over her body, her figure is uneven, and her charm is extraordinary.

The woman's beautiful eyes glanced at Chen Mu in surprise.

"Yo, isn't this Master Chen?"

Hong Zhu'er's watery and beautiful eyes are like Qiu Ao, and she said with a smile. "Master Chen is coming to visit my husband again?"

Chen Mu also came here by accident.

Looking at the indifferent Zhang Qianzi, he said with a faint smile, "That's right, I'm here to visit Boss Zhang, aren't you welcome?"

Since it happened by such a coincidence, it's a good time to investigate the matter of Meng Yanqing's ex-husband.

Hong Zhu'er didn't speak, but looked at Zhang Qianzi next to him.

After several seconds of silence, Zhang Qianzi said lightly, "Then come in."

Following the two of them into the living room, Hong Zhu'er personally served the tea, with a soft and sweet tone: "Master Chen, I don't know what it means to come to visit my husband."

Chen Mu looked at Zhang Qianzi at the head, and asked, "Boss Zhang, do you know about Eunuch Fang's death in prison?"

"Well, I heard that."

Zhang Qianzi nodded slightly, expressionless.

Chen Murao stared at him with interest: "Before, your backstage was Eunuch Fang, but now that Eunuch Fang has fallen, who is your new backstage?"

"How about Master Chen being our new backstage?"

Hong Zhu'er said with a smile, the little feet of the embroidered shoes and white socks were slightly raised, showing a variety of amorous feelings.

Chen Mu sighed: "I think so, but unfortunately I'm just a small official the size of a sesame seed and mung bean, and I can't cover you."

"Master Chen really knows how to joke. You beat Eunuch Fang the other day, but he was fine in the end. It shows that you are capable."

Hong Zhu'er's voice is soft and thin, mellow and charming.

But at this time, Chen Mu stared at Zhang Qianzi who was drinking tea, his eyes flickered slightly.

After staring at it for a long time, he said lightly: "I remember that when I visited you last time, you were left-handed, why are you now right-handed again?"