After being homeless, he was picked up by God and brought home to be his husband.

In front of the Golden Sleeve Building, there is a long red silk satin. The silver light above the attic is shining brightly. The brilliance flows in a cascading upward direction. There are nine winding corridors. There are gauze curtains flying in front of each corridor. There is a lot of traffic and people. There is a huge lotus in front of the building. The lake has golden scales swimming in it, fish tails, and curved corridors all around, making it unique and elegant.

At the intersection in front of Jinxiu Tower, Shu Shu suddenly poked Chu Yitang on the shoulder and said, "Wait a minute."

Chu Yitang stopped and turned to look at him: "What's wrong?"

Shu Shu loosened her hand around his neck and got down from his arms. The little fat man struggled through the crowd and squeezed in front of a stall. The stall owner was very enthusiastic, shaking the rattle with a big smile. Squat down and talk to Shu Shu:

"Which one do you like little baby? I'd like to take it down for you to see."

Shu Shu shook his head and did not answer. Chu Yitang walked to the stall without knowing why, and scanned the various furnishings on the stall, and found that they were all small gadgets such as masks, rattles, lanterns.

Chu Yitang understood clearly and thought Shu Shu wanted a toy. He folded his arms and raised his chin: "Tell me which one you want."

With the amazing similarity, the stall owner naturally recognized the two as a father and son. When he saw Chu Yitang's face clearly, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and then exclaimed:

"This young master is so young and handsome. I really can't see it. His son is already so old?!"

Chu Yitang remained silent and smiled modestly.

Shu Shu raised his little face, his eyes fixed on a ghost-faced half-face mask, and he pointed to his little hand: "I want that."

Chu Yitang looked along, reached out and took off the mask, looked over it over and over again, and confirmed, "Want this?"

Shu Shu nodded.

Chu Yitang held the mask in one hand and paid with the other. He picked up the little chubby man and handed him the mask. Shu Shu took it and simply pressed the mask on Chu Yitang's face and raised his little arm around his neck to tie it. Straps at the back.

"Wear it, don't take it off."

Chu Yitang was confused and didn't hide. He just frowned and said, "Why are you wearing it for me?"

Shu Shu was speechless. He only briefly looked around at the many women who were chatting quietly around him. He didn't want to say more. He was already very uncomfortable being looked at all the way.

"Anyway, just wear it and you can't take it off."

Chu Yitang couldn't resist him, so he adjusted half of the ghost mask: "Can you leave now?"

Shu Shu nodded again.

Troublesome.

Chu Yitang was powerless, it was really difficult to take care of the child, but Lan Yu was easy to take care of, good and obedient.

The Golden Sleeve Building was rarely opened, and now the hall was full of people. Chu Yitang wore a mask and took Shu Shu to find a place with fewer people to stand. There were two pairs of tables and chairs in front of him, and two fox fairies were sitting there. Behind the table, next to him is the boy who is responsible for calling the prices.

The rule of Jinxiu Tower is to exchange sincerity for sincerity. You bid, and the owner of Jinxiu Tower looks at the price. If he likes your price, he will allow you to enter Cunxin Pavilion, otherwise it will be considered invalid.

But the owner of the building has a very high vision. No one has won the price of Jinxiu Tower for many years. He doesn’t even look down on the magical treasures, let alone some common things. However, Jinxiu Tower has eyes all over the three realms and knows the world’s affairs. Linjiang in Cunxin Pavilion The Immortal even claims to know everything, and if you ask anything, you will definitely get an answer.

Shu Shu didn't seem to like crowded places, and her little brows furrowed tightly. Chu Yitang weighed him up, and then waved to the boy. The boy stepped forward diligently and said flatteringly:

"Master, what do you want to order?"

"A pot of tea, a plate of shortbread, and a milk cake."

"Hey, okay."

The boy quickly agreed and trotted away.

Chu Yitang put Shu Shu on his knees and sat down. The boy moved quickly and had everything on the table in a short time. Chu Yitang poured himself a cup of tea and stuffed milk cake into Shu Shu's mouth:

"Eat something to cushion your stomach, I won't go back so early."

Shu Shu originally had a bulging face and didn't seem to want to eat it, but after chewing it, she found that the taste was okay, not too sweet, and very soft, so she took two pieces in her hand and ate them in small bites.

The time has come, and when the gong strikes, the hall suddenly becomes chaotic. Many people rush to the table to ask for the price. The fox fairy struggles to maintain order in the chaos, shouting at the top of his voice, and finally manages to line up. There were two long teams.

Chu Yitang took a sip of tea and did not rush forward. He called the boy and handed out a piece of gold. The boy immediately looked straight and promised to take good care of the young master. Chu Yitang patted Shu Shu's hair again. He agreed and ordered:

"Wait for me here. I'll be right back."

Shu Shu bit the milk cake, her little face bulging, and it was rare that she didn't raise any objection.

Chu Yitang walked through the hustle and bustle of the hall and went up the wooden ladder behind the curtain.

The corridor was deserted, with neatly laid nan boards under his feet. Chu Yitang, dressed in moon white, walked through the corridor and stopped in front of a small door. Without hesitation, he raised his hand and pushed the door open.

Inside the door was a narrow space, almost occupied by towering bookshelves on all sides. Chu Yitang closed the door with his backhand, took out a bamboo tube from his sleeve, opened the small copper lock on a drawer on the side shelf, and placed the bamboo tube into the empty slot inside. .

After a moment of silence, with a crisp click, the bookshelf trembled, and a secret door opened for one person to pass. Chu Yitang lowered his eyes and stepped into the secret passage.

Outside the secret passage was a maid dressed in red, with a charming figure, as if she had been waiting for a long time. She pulled back her hair and said:

"Sir, please follow me."

After passing through the layers of red gauze and bypassing the winding corridor, the maid led him to the outside of a room. She knocked on the door and said softly: "Second Master, we have a visitor."

There was a melodious sound of the piano in the room, and it took a while before someone lazily responded in the room: "Bring it in."

The maid opened the door for Chu Yitang. Chu Yitang smelled the lingering fragrance in the room and frowned. A young man was lying on the couch with a bunch of grapes in his mouth and he was boredly flipping through a book on his hand. The maid was sitting on her knees. He held his legs at his feet in a submissive manner.

When he saw the person coming, the man's eyes suddenly lit up, he threw the book away, and sat up immediately. A pair of fox eyes moved up and down, and he said with a smile:

"Dead man, you won't welcome such a guest in early. Master, please take a seat."

Chu Yitang nodded and entered the room without sitting down. His demeanor was cold and calm, which made him stand out in the room full of warblers.

"I came today to ask for help from the second master."

The man didn't want to look away, his eyes slid into the cold white slender neck, his smile remained:

"Young master wants to go to Jinxiu Tower for business. Isn't there a place down there? Why bother coming here to find me?"

"I'm going to find a way to write everything in the grid. When it's done, I'll be grateful."

The man held the wine cup in his mouth and leaned forward: "Sir, Jinxiu Tower does not lack any kind of thanks."

The meaning of his words was so obvious that Chu Yitang remained calm and said coldly: "I will do as Jin Xiulou bids."

"You are so loud." The man touched his chin, let go of the wine cup, and leaned back, "Okay, of course I will answer the beauty's request. You can go back and wait for my news."

Chu Yitang felt sick in his stomach after smelling the fragrance for a long time. He tried his best to suppress the discomfort. After thanking him, he waved his sleeves and was about to leave, but was stopped by the man again:

"My lord, stay!"

Chu Yitang turned sideways, and the man was looking at a certain spot on his waist with his head tilted, smiling very interestedly:

"Sir, where did you get this jade? Is it Hanshan Blue Jade?"

Chu Yitang's expression remained unchanged and he said softly:

"The second boss has good eyesight."

The man rolled his eyes and immediately discussed with Chu Yitang:

"Sir, why don't you give me this jade so that I can get a bargain from my elder brother? Do you think that's okay?"

Chu Yitang stood in front of the door, his clothes were slightly blown by the wind, his face turned cold, and his eyes fell silent for a moment. The man's back went cold involuntarily, and he swallowed unconsciously in his throat, as if he was frightened.

Fortunately, Chu Yitang did not have a seizure and said no more. He stepped out of the door and disappeared into the corridor, disappearing in an instant.

It took a long time for the man to come back to his senses after he left. He took a breath, patted his chest with lingering fear, and muttered dissatisfiedly:

"If you don't give it, you won't give it. Why bother scaring me? Really..."