Quick Travel: Save the poor little villain

This is someone who is here to snatch someone away.

Jinchen leaned lazily on the counter, his expression dangerous and strong, "Wu Shu will not join Xuanmen, you'd better give up this idea as soon as possible."

Xuan He did not give in at all, as if he had just realized that Jin Chen was also here.

"So you are a disciple of Jinmen. I wonder what your name is and what your status is?"

Jin Chen: "Who taught you to speak like that? You Xuanmen people are all flowery hypocrites."

Xuan He: “…”

Like a sick person.

Xuan He simply ignored Jin Chen and focused on looking at Ying Wu Shu, sparing no effort to explain the benefits of joining Xuan Men. He added: "Grandpa asked me to teach you the Xuan Men's ghost-killing techniques. I may have to bother you for a while. Boss... probably doesn't want to see me sleeping on the street."

Ying Wu Shu still had some doubts in his heart.

Although Lingqingdu has been passed down for thousands of years, it has only been an antique shop for about a hundred years and thirteen generations. Before that, it also regarded itself as a sect. My grandfather once said that even if he could never be awarded the title of Heavenly Master, it would be best not to join another sect easily. How could he agree to let him join Xuanmen?

Could it be that the old man spoke out of turn after drinking...

Ying Wushu put the envelope back in place and said in a distant tone, "I'm sorry, Lingqingdu will not recruit any more employees, and I will not join Xuanmen either. Please forgive me."

Jinchen immediately said: "Gu Cun, show the guest away."

"Well... OK." Gu Cun was watching a show, so he quickly came over to see the guest off, "Excuse me, sir, if you want to find a job, you can look elsewhere."

"Oh, if you don't have money to stay in a hotel I can give it to you. Are you short of money?"

Xuan He's face darkened: "I'm not short of money, thank you."

But since he came specifically to win over the heir of Lingqingdu, Xuanhe was prepared for a long battle. He had a way out in his mind and only said a few more words of advice.

"Boss, you can reconsider it. Xuanmen and Lingqingdu have had many interactions in the past, and they can be considered as old friends. They can definitely give you more than Jinmen."

While speaking, he glanced at Jinchen a few times, as if looking down on him.

Jinchen:...?

"ill."

Jin Chen said indifferently: "Wu Shu is now a member of the Jin Clan family. According to the rules, he cannot join the Xuan Clan. You can get out now."

After saying that, he formed a seal with one hand and pointed in the air, and a sharp energy suddenly flew out towards Xuan He.

Xuan He was unable to dodge and was hit on the shoulder, so he took a few steps back, looking at Jin Chen with horror in his eyes.

He was shocked by Jinchen's strength. He thought he was just an ordinary disciple of Jinmen, but he never expected him to be so powerful.

He was also shocked by what Jinchen had just said.

The successor of Lingqingdu is a member of the Jinmen family? What kind of family?

Jinchen grabbed Xuanhe and threw him out, not giving him any chance to resist. He beat him whenever he struggled. The clothes that Xuanhe had specially changed before coming over were now in a mess.

Jinchen leaned against the door frame and glanced at Xuanhe again.

I'm too lazy to pay attention to him, but you are not allowed to show off in front of his wife!

Xuan He was a little angry, and asked with a red face: "Who are you?"

Jinchen thought for a few seconds and said, "Guess. There's no reward even if you guess it right."

Xuan He: “…”

boom!

The gate of Lingqing Ferry was tightly closed, and if Xuanhe had not dodged quickly, his nose would have been almost cut off.

Inside the house, Luo Qiu said in a long tone, "Jinmen family, what a close relationship they have."

The corners of Ying Wu Shu's lips curved up, unable to hide his joy and happiness.

"Okay, stop joking. Have you got the director's receipt?"

Speaking of serious matters, Luo Qiu quickly took out the receipt and said, "It just needs to be stamped. The curator said that he would send two problematic treasures over in a few days."

They were dealing with serious matters, and the two were used to cooperating with each other. Gu Cun was unable to interrupt for a moment, and quietly approached Jinchen who lay back in the rattan chair.

"Boss Jin, how did you confess your feelings?"

Let him learn from the experience!

Jinchen tapped his hand on the counter, "Wushu confessed first."

If you listen carefully, you can hear a bit of tsundere.

Gu Cun's eyes widened, "It's actually like this!"

There is no way to learn this.

This is what it feels like to get the answer but not be able to copy it.

"I'd better figure it out myself." Gu Cun drank a sip of tea rather melancholy, and then began to comfort himself, "Well, it doesn't matter, there's still a long way to go."

Jinchen was drowsy with a book covering his face, and he took the time to look back at Gu Cun.

What is this person mumbling about?

Luo Qiu, who had finally stamped the document on the other side of the counter, looked back and immediately felt a little unhappy about seeing a new employee slacking off, "Wu Shu, why don't you deduct my salary for this?"

Ying Wushu nodded seriously, "The salary should be deducted."

Then he took a blanket and covered Jinchen, gently and softly, as if he was afraid of waking him up.

Luo Qiu: “…”

What should I do if my friend becomes hypocritical after falling in love?

He is no longer Wu Shu’s most beloved baby!

"Xiao Qiu, drink some tea to get rid of the cold."

Gu Cun handed him the black tea at just the right temperature and smiled with concern.

"...Oh." Luo Qiu took the teacup and suddenly asked Gu Cun, "Now we are the only two single men. Do you have someone you like?"

Gu Cun's heart skipped a beat and he said sincerely, "I do."

He wanted to continue, but Luo Qiu changed the subject.

-

When I returned home that night, it was another late autumn rain.

There was a drizzle outside the window. After Ying Wushu fell asleep, he found himself in a space shrouded in fog.

He made sure that he could control his thoughts here, and looked around vigilantly, only to see an old man in black official uniform walking towards him in the thickest fog.

"grandfather……"

Ying Wu Shu was stunned, and his whole body froze in place.

"Wu Shu, come here quickly, you miss your grandpa so much!" Old Master Ying was still as casual as he was when he was alive. He walked over stroking his beard. Even though he was wearing the official uniform of the underworld, he did not look serious. He hugged Ying Wu Shu and patted him.

"Oh my, has our Wu Shu grown taller again? That's great, he's even stronger than before, right?"

Ying Wushu took a long while to react, his eyes sour, "Grandpa, why did you come back to see me now that you are an official?"

"Oh my dear grandson, please don't cry. Grandpa is just... too busy as a new official and doesn't have time."

Mr. Ying thought of the purpose of his visit, stroked his beard and pretended to be serious, "Xiaoshu, don't you have anything you want to say to Grandpa?"

He originally wanted to ask about Wu Shu and the current young master of Jinmen, but unexpectedly, Ying Wu Shu nodded, catching him off guard: "You signed an agreement with Xuanmen before, and wanted me to join Xuanmen as a guest official?"

Mr. Ying's arrogant expression immediately turned a little embarrassed. "Oh, this... it's that old man who has no moral integrity. He took my drunken words seriously, and later refused to throw away the letter no matter how hard I asked him to do so!"

it is as expected!

Ying Wushu: "Grandpa!"

"Alright, alright!" Mr. Ying quickly changed the subject: "I haven't asked you yet. I was drunk at the time. Could it be that you were drunk too?"

"There are so many people in the world, why do you have to date that Jinmen young master?"

Ying Wushu curled his eyebrows, feeling a little aggrieved: "Why not? Is it worth it for grandpa to specially break us up?"

His grievance was only three-tenths true, but it was enough to make Old Man Ying feel distressed. He immediately sighed and waved his sleeves: "No, no, no, Lingqingdu cannot have too close a relationship with any sect. This is not decided by Grandpa, but a rule passed down by Lingqingdu until now."

"Xiaoshu, you must listen to me. You can be friends with him, but you can never be his boyfriend!"

Just then, another person walked out of the fog.

Mr. Ying and Ying Wushu both looked over, both surprised.