Traveling through the apocalypse to raise a beauty

Wen Sheng smiled and led everyone to the nearest mask shop, "You must wear the current mask when entering the Lantern Festival. Choose."

The owner, wearing a bull-head mask, shook his head and looked at the people coming and going in the store, feeling very happy. Just as he raised his eyes to look outside the door, he saw three cloaks with the logo on their bodies hurriedly crawling out.

Wen Sheng and Wen Li's red and black cloaks have a black panther pattern, the Wen family's logo, on them, while Ling Jie's blue and white cloak has a green dragon-tail butterfly pattern, the Ling family's logo, on it. Anyone with a discerning eye can see the difference.

Many people subconsciously stepped back to make way, raised their hands to greet and call for help.

"Master Wen, Master Ling!" The shop owner rubbed his hands and walked to Wen Sheng, bowing to lead them in. "My two young masters are honored to have you here. This small shop is really honored! Two young masters, who are these people...?"

Ling Jie nodded at him, randomly asked two people to take Mu Yao and Lan Yun to choose masks, and then took Wei Yang to choose by himself.

"Don't try to get close to me."

Wen Sheng took Gu Yuan's hand and looked up and down at the things in the store, "Are there any masks with peacock patterns?"

"Yes, yes, yes!"

The shop owner hurried to the back and took down the exquisite mask from the top display stand. The people in the black market had sharp eyes. Seeing the noble temperament of the person held by Wen Sheng, which could not even be concealed by the cloak, they handed it over flatteringly, "I remember the two sentences you mentioned before, and I have kept them. Are they for this young master?"

Wen Sheng then remembered that when he was choosing a mask the year before last, he casually mentioned that the little peacock was precious and that whatever was used must be the best. At that time, he also asked the owner what kind of mask was the most precious and beautiful. The owner said that the best looking one was made using silver wire and filigree inlay techniques.

He took it and handed it to Gu Yuan. His light golden eyes were dazzling and beautiful. He smiled and asked, "What do you think of it?"

The shop owner hurriedly said, "We used filigree inlay technology! We also attached ice crystal stones on it. The pendants on it are amethyst and sapphire. The peacock feathers are made of hollow silver filigree, soaked in ice diamond wood for a year, with the aroma of cedar. This is the texture of pure silver. Would you like to try it?"

Gu Yuan looked down at the mask in his hand. It was beautifully crafted. Because of the ice crystal stone, the whole mask exuded a cold feeling and even had a faint fragrance. He handed the fan to Wen Sheng, "Where is the mirror compartment?"

Wen Sheng had been to this store countless times, and he took Gu Yuan to the mask-trying room with ease. Masks must be worn at the black market, so every store has a mask-trying room.

Gu Yuan took off the mask he had made himself in the black market, looked at himself in the mirror, lowered his eyes and said nothing.

Zhenqing and the others drifted over quietly. A group of people insisted on entering the tiny compartment. The silver-haired boy smiled and put his arm around Gu Yuan's shoulder. He raised his eyebrows and said jokingly, "Yuan, in the main world, didn't Wen Sheng give you this mask?"

Everyone suppressed laughter.

Gu Yuan looked at Zhen Qing with amusement, and after thinking for a while, he said, "No, but he gave me a fan."

Zhenqing was curious, "What kind?"

"He had it custom-made." Gu Yuan held Zhenqing's hand. "It's very beautiful."

"Why haven't I seen you use it before?" Wei Yang came closer.

"That fan is made of feathers, with a landscape painting on it. The fan bones are made of warm jade, with peacock feathers carved on them. There is also a wooden sculpture of a little leopard that he carved himself. Apart from that wooden sculpture, the others should be put in the display cabinet." Gu Yuan glanced at him, "He said he bought it on the black market, but he actually had someone make it specifically for him. He thought I couldn't tell."

"Why? Are you interested in our token of love?"

Wei Yang was stunned for a moment, having been fed a mouthful of dog food. He leaned in Ling Jie's arms, speechless, "Who is interested in your token of love!"

Everyone: “HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!”

Gu Yuan put on the mask. The boy had a small face, so any ordinary mask would be a little big, but this mask was just right. Qiu Bieyi chuckled twice, "He was thoughtful. The size was just right. When did he measure it?"

Gu Yuan shook his head, not knowing what he had thought of, and laughed out loud, "Who knows?"

Wen Sheng stood outside the cubicle, lowered his eyes and listened to the laughter inside. Was it the fan?

He clenched his fists and took a deep breath, then knocked on the door with a smile, "Yuanyuan, you tried it for so long? Don't you think it doesn't look good? Let's go again..."

"No, I like it very much." Gu Yuan pushed open the partition fiercely, "It looks very nice."

Wen Sheng kept knocking on the door, staring at the boy in front of him. The gray-haired boy took off the hood covering his head, and put on an exquisitely crafted silver mask on his face, revealing a pair of light pink eyes with a smile and rosy lips. He looked like he came out of a painting.

He subconsciously reached out to touch Gu Yuan's face, the love in his eyes couldn't help but reveal itself.

Gu Yuan narrowed his eyes slightly, he leaned forward gently, and asked with an expectant smile, "Wen Sheng?" Did you remember something?

Wen Sheng suddenly withdrew his hand and grabbed Gu Yuan's wrist in panic, "Very...very beautiful, is this it? Have you chosen it?"

Gu Yuan lowered her eyes slightly, hiding her disappointment, and resumed her persona as "Gu Yuan". "Well, where are Wei Yang and the others?"

"Everything has been chosen, except you." Wen Sheng reached out and fixed Gu Yuan's hair, "Let's go."

(Zhen Qing said with a smile, "This is really good acting."

Ling Jie also noticed something, he leaned over and asked in a low voice, "Can Wen Sheng see us?"

Qiu Bieyi nodded, "Yeah."

Mu Yao applauded, "It seems that this kid has learned a lot from me in the past!"

“Come on.” Wei Yang sneered, “With your terrible acting skills, how can I learn from you? He’s a natural-born movie star.”

Mu Yao raised an eyebrow, "Wei Yang, why are you so angry?"

Wei Yang choked, "Leave me alone."

Zhenqing made a shushing gesture, "Don't let Gu Yuan know about this."

Lan Yun nodded, "I understand, I understand."

Everyone: “…”)

The team followed the normal plot line. Little Muyao dragged little Lanyun around the stalls. Lanyun stared at these messy rare herbs and so on, feeling a little excited.

Wen Sheng noticed it and came over, "Are there any you like?"

"Mercury crystal." Lan Yun pointed at the black crystal core on the stall. It was as big as his head. He whispered, "There's never such a big one out there."

Young Master Wen waved his hand generously, "Buy!"

With Lan Yun's lead, the team also let go.

Mu Yao: "Isn't that a fitted glove made of Lanti metal?"

"purchase."

Gu Yuan: "That fan..."

"purchase."

Wei Yang: “That fire attribute dagger…”

"purchase."

Lan Yun: "Phoenix tail herb..."

"purchase."

"........"

Gu Yuan: "I want to eat cold noodles..."

"Buy! Cold noodles, right? Right away."

Spiritual solution: "I want to eat too..."

"You brush your face yourself."

Spiritual interpretation: “….”

Damn, dog man!!!

Zhenqing and the others floating behind him shouted, "Hahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!"

The team walked around half of the market and finally couldn't walk anymore. Wen Li found a cafe and took them to sit down.

Little Muyao drank milk tea and leaned on Lan Yun happily while looking at the dessert list in her hand.

Not long after the team sat down to rest, there was a commotion outside. Wei Yang looked over and asked, "What happened?"

Wen Li came back less than two minutes after he left, "Master."

"Speak." Wen Sheng pushed Pudding towards Gu Yuan.

Wen Li: "I heard that a rare species was obtained at an underground auction. It is handsome and suitable to be Deadpool. Many people went there to join in the fun, and also..." The man paused, as if hesitating.

Wen Sheng raised his eyes to look at him, tapped his fingers on the table twice, and said, "Speak."

"I also saw Master Wen Ji from the side branch and Master Ling Ning from the side branch of the Ling family at the door. They seemed to be preparing to go to the underground auction as well."

After these words came out, Lingjie also looked up, and the young boy smiled faintly, "Who are you talking about?"

"Master Ling Ning." Wen Li adjusted his glasses expressionlessly, "It looks like he sneaked out."

Ling Jie sneered, "Heh..." He was just worrying about having no reason to deal with someone, and now someone has come to his doorstep.

The Ling family in this world line is different from the main world. The similarities are that Lingjie's father lost his life in the fire and gunfight, his mother died to protect Lingyan and Lingjie, and Lingyan's leg was injured while protecting Lingjie and he can no longer walk. The difference is that Lingjie's aunt was not in Landu, but rushed back to Yancheng to protect Lingjie. After the age of seven, Lingjie took the initiative to enter the black market under the protection of Lingyan.

The culprit behind all this is Lingjie's second uncle - a psychic.

The Ling family is sparsely populated. After Ling Yan came to power, he killed the psychic medium in the black market. Ling Yan spared the five-year-old Ling Ning and registered Ling Ning under the name of the side branch Ling Xu. Ling Ning was arrogant and had been led astray by the psychic medium. Now he gets into trouble again and again and is often confined by Ling Yan.

Families like the Ling and Wen families, the Gu and Wei families all have a unified family rule that prohibits people from buying and raising Deadpool. Among the mutant aristocratic families, the four major families and the eight major families will either go into the military or the government in the future, so raising and buying Deadpool, which is a disgrace to the family, is absolutely not allowed to happen.

Everyone looked at Ling Jie. After a moment of silence, Wen Sheng spoke first, "Let's go take a look?"

Lan Yun propped up her face and said, "Let's go after we finish eating."

Lingjie responded and sent a message to his brother.

Wen Sheng motioned for Wen Li to follow.

Half an hour later, Ling Jie's assistant, Ling You, came over. The man was wearing a mask and looked around with a smile, "Master, where is Wen Li?"

"Underground auction house." Ling Jie glanced at him and stood up. "Have you finished eating?"

Mu Yao stretched lazily and said, "Let's go, let's join in the fun!"

Led by Lingyou, the team went to the underground auction house.

The underground auction house has four doors in the east, south, west and north, which correspond to the four central areas of the entire market. The east, west and north and south doors correspond to the auction houses of the dead men and Deadpool respectively. They need to enter a very long escalator to go down.

Zhenqing and others arrived there before the small team, and they saw the "Radiant Spirit".

The woman's body was as white as jade, and she was only wrapped in a layer of white cloth. She huddled in the cage, her eyes were light gray, and she looked like a standard little white flower. Her long eyelashes trembled slightly. When Zhenqing and the others passed by, she was crying out of melancholy, looking very pitiful.

Everyone: "......"

Zhenqing just felt it was an eyesore. He looked around the surrounding environment. She was the finale. All the Deadpools around her had been sent to the backstage of the auction hall. Now there was nothing in the dim basement except cages.

Zhenqing was covered by Qiu Bieyi's eyes, "Who is she showing this pitiful expression to?"

Lan Yun: "Air dust."

Everyone: "......"

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