I'm here to find my son

What do you mean it is not now?Xiao Zhen still wanted to continue to ask, but he only told him half of Hongyu's story, no matter how much he begged her, he refused to continue, he only laughed "giggle" when he saw his anxious look.

But Nan Zimu didn't look very good, probably because he had been lazy for so long and then suddenly started to work hard.

Xiao Zhen had no choice but to swallow her curiosity like scratching her heart and liver, and lay down under the quilt to sleep.It's a pity that I have something in mind, and as soon as I close my eyes, my mind automatically starts to compile the follow-up of the story in Hongyu's mouth, and I have compiled more than a dozen possibilities in one compilation.

"Stop thinking!" Xiao Zhen said heartily, then tossed and turned.

This heartless Ruby loves to torment people!

At this time, the window was gently knocked again.This time the window was unlocked, Li Xingzhi jumped up, as quietly as a feather fell to the ground.

Seeing that there was only one candle left in the room, and the short candle was about to burn out, he guessed that Nan Zimu and the others had fallen asleep.

Xiao Zhen, who was lying on the ground, stretched her hands, and wanted to come out of the bed and salute him.

Li Xingzhi was afraid that there would be too much noise and disturb Nan Zimu and Xiao Huanxi's rest, so he quickly waved his hands to tell Xiao Zhen not to be polite.

Although Xiao Zhen understood it, she still didn't dare to lie down, her mouth moved, but she didn't say a word.

Master Hou quietly walked to the edge of the bed, because Xiao Zhen was lying on the ground, he couldn't get close to the edge of the bed.Seeing this, Xiao Zhen wanted to get up again, trying to give Hou Ye a place to stay.

Li Xingzhi raised his hand to push him back, and said in a breathy voice: "No need, I'll be fine if I stand here for a while."

He looked at Huanxi through a sideways little Zhen, Huanxi's face was still round and blushed when he looked carefully, Li Xingzhi took a few more glances and felt that his heart was going to be melted.

His gaze crossed over and landed on Nan Zimu's face. When this person was unhappy, the corners of his mouth would pull down, and he would look fierce.Nan Zimu probably didn't have any good dreams today, his brows were slightly frowned, and the corners of his mouth were downcast.

Then suddenly convulsed in the silence, and cursed in sleep: "Kill you old bitch!"

"..." Li Xingzhi held back his laughter.

Seeing him blushing, Xiao Zhen let out a breath, and after calming down, looked at Nan Zimu's face, lowered her head slightly, and smiled.

He just stood there without saying a word until the low candle was burned out and extinguished.

Li Xingzhi turned around and put a translucent glazed jar on the round wooden table, and then it floated away soundlessly like a feather.

Xiao Zhen's appetite was whetted by the jar of things he put in again, but the master's things could not be moved at will, this rule blocked him and the jar that was only two steps away from him.

"This is left by Master Hou to the adults or the young son, I can't peek."

"But the adults and Xiao Huanxi are both asleep, and Master Hou is gone, so I just take a look, no one will know..."

Xiao Zhen struggled between these two strands of consciousness, and finally fell asleep after struggling.

When Nan Zimu woke up, it was already dawn.

This time he woke up earlier than Niu Gui, but he couldn't help but was still sleepy, so he squinted for a while, and after only a short while, Xiao Zhen came in with hot water and woke him up.

As soon as Xiao Zhen closed the door, Hong Yu rolled down again, taking the shape of a human being, and then lifted Nan Zimu up on the bed by herself, then put his clothes on, covered his face with a wet cloth, all in one go.

"What do you want to eat tomorrow?" Wang Dahu put the morning on the table as usual, and then said, "Today is crab roe soup dumpling and mung bean white fungus soup."

"Well, whatever you want." Nan Zimu took a sip of the juice from the soup dumpling, rubbed his brows and said, "Dahu, slow down and teach me the martial arts you learned."

The martial arts and spells learned by Wang Dahu and Hongyu are all fairy books that Nan Zimu abducted from the sky. Although it is a bit difficult to learn, once you learn the essentials, you will get twice the result with half the effort. It's like cheating.

"Are you enlightened?" Wang Dahu looked at him gratifiedly and said.

Nan Zimu yawned, and said unhurriedly: "I am a mortal now, and it is inevitable that I will encounter unknowable accidents. It is impossible for you to be by my side all the time. I have to save myself."

Wang Dahu's Hongyu smiled at him kindly, with the look of "my lazy son has finally grown up", Hongyu pretended to wipe away tears and said: "I hope my son will become a dragon, my lord, you are finally going to grow scales."

"Pretentious, shut up." Nan Zimu would poke her sore spots from time to time, "Hey, a certain rabbit should hurry up and prepare plates and seasonings for himself, so that he can die more deliciously."

Hongyu lightly kicked the chair Nan Zimu was sitting on to vent her anger.

"Look, the movement is a bit difficult, please watch carefully." Wang Dahu demonstrated slowly, while explaining, "This is the first form, what is it called, hey, this is not important..."

For the first time, Wang Dahu demonstrated extremely slowly, and explained in detail, for fear that Nan Zimu would miss any details; the second time he moved a little faster, but he still did not forget to spend more time on difficult areas; the second time he breathed It was coherent, the sword was withdrawn without delay, from the beginning to the end there was no sound at all, but the sword had been sheathed.

"Do you understand? I usually use spells, and I'm not good at swordsmanship, so I lost to Li Jing. You are more talented than me and Hongyu. If you put your heart into it, you will soon be stronger than these mortals."

His idea of ​​this passage is too idealistic, because the premise is that Nan Zimu can persevere.

Nan Zimu got up after eating the buns, picked up the wooden sword that Wang Dahu had imagined in his hand, and stood with the sword behind his back.

Then he unhurriedly reproduced every minute and every inch of Wang Dahu's movements just now, Wang Dahu nodded with satisfaction and said: "That's right, you just started practicing, your wrists are weak, and your sword movement is soft, no nice."

"How many days will it take to practice this set of sword skills?" Nan Zimu threw the wooden sword back, panting slightly, "I'm exhausted."

"It will take a few days? My lord, are you joking? This is the swordsmanship in the fairy book. Hongyu and I have practiced for 30 years before we learned the last move. You are still a mortal, how could you learn it overnight?"

Nan Zimu glanced at him, sneered, and immediately drew the sword from Wang Dahu's waist.

The three-foot green front is full of sharpness.

"The first move." Nan Zimu said while moving the sword. This movement resembled the move Wang Dahu demonstrated to him just now, but it wasn't quite the same. The sword in his hand moved quickly, leaving an afterimage in the opponent's eyes.

Rigid yet soft, like a swimming dragon, Wang Dahu has nowhere to dodge.

Only halfway through this move, Nan Zimu suddenly changed to another sword style, switching back and forth repeatedly, making Wang Dahu dizzy.

Wang Dahu didn't dare to use the wooden sword to resist, he was afraid that the broken wooden sword would make too much noise and cause unnecessary trouble.So he resisted with his bare hands, but unfortunately, the demon fetus in the flesh lost to the sharp sword that Nanzi Mu Na used to play with the sword, so the sword lay across his neck after a while.

Nan Zimu smiled frivolously: "Now, do you think I can learn it in a few days?"

"I didn't teach you the sword technique you use, right?" Wang Dahu frowned, "What kind of strange sword technique is that, I have never seen it before."

"Well... I don't know. There are Li Jing and Song Ci. I saw them practicing swords in the Lord Hou's mansion before. There are also phoenixes, those stars, and..." There are a lot of memory fragments in his mind. I don't take anything seriously, so I can only remember a little of everything.

Hongyu wondered, "Who are those stars?"

Nan Zimu: "What Xingjun, what Ziwei Xing, aren't they all Xingxiu? It's so simple to call a star, I have to choose a complicated name."

The three people next to him: "..."

The door was knocked suddenly, and Nan Zimu heard a delicate voice, and said outside the door: "Brother Jinghong, can I come in?"

Nan Zimu felt goosebumps all over his body, but Hongyu and Wang Dahu had long since disappeared.He touched his arm to appease the goosebumps, and said, "Come in."

The person who came was Jianshui, still dressed in red and green, dazzling.He was carrying a makeup box, walking towards Nan Zimu Yingying, smiling before saying anything.

The clothes on Jian Shui's body were all stained with fragrance, and it was not known whether he had applied ointment or perfumed dew.Nan Zimu didn't like this kind of artificial spice, and he always felt dizzy and anxious when he smelled it.

Nan Zimu held back his irritability, and asked as calmly as possible: "Is there something wrong?"

"The master asked me to come here. He said that you have learned well and asked me to teach you how to do theater makeup." Jianshui opened the makeup box and mixed red and white oil paints to create a tender complexion." Has brother applied face ointment?"

What is that... Nan Zimu looked at Jianshui in puzzlement.

Jianshui explained: "It's just the ointment that is usually applied after washing the face, so as not to make the face too dry. It is not used in summer, but it is also used in winter."

"I've never used it." Nan Zimu Xin said that he had never seen such a thing in his life, even when Hongyu was a little girl, Nan Zimu had never seen her use these things.

At first, Jianshui thought he was joking, then turned his head and glanced at the dressing table in this room, there was indeed nothing on it except a big washbasin!

As a brother who has given birth to a child, how can he live such a rough life?

"Brother doesn't use anything on his face?" Jianshui narrowed his eyes slowly, looking at Nan Zimu at close range.

"Why use it? I look so good-looking." Nan Zimu pinched his smooth and fair cheeks, and said conceitedly, "I'm so sorry that I still have such good skin and look so charming at such an age."

"..." Jianshui originally thought that he was a noble little white flower, but he didn't expect that he would transform into a conceited and frivolous alluring bitch!

Although... what people say is true.But Jianshui was used to flirting with the actors here, so he really didn't know how to get along with people like Nan Zimu.

Jianshui's eyes paused slightly on his face, Nan Zimu's face, without makeup, was already moth eyebrows and teeth, and his face was like a crown of jade; looking at him from a distance, he felt that he was far away from the world of mortals, and wiped all these things on his face Vulgar things are for blasphemy.

"It's okay, brother use mine." Jian Shui gently wiped the oil on his face, and gently pushed it away.

Nan Zimu resisted the irritability of trying to glue his mouth, and asked honestly: "Don't call me brother, no one has ever told you, is your tone disgusting?"

He originally wanted to be tactful, but the mountain god has never been tactful to others before, so naturally he can't do it now.

Jian Shui was speechless, no one had ever told him so directly.

Jianshui didn't speak, so Nan Zimu obediently let him put on makeup, only frowned when Jianshui raised his eyebrows for him, and kept silent at other times.

God knows how much perseverance he endured, so he didn't jump away before the intoxicating fragrance of Jianshui came over.

As a seasoned veteran, Jianshui can tell at a glance that people like him are the most difficult to seduce.Seemingly gentle and approachable, in fact, the essence is an indifference that rejects people thousands of miles away.

My own deliberate teasing didn't work on this person at all.

"Close your eyes, I'm going to draw eyeliner for you." She said softly, and she had already sat on his lap with ease.

Nan Zimu suddenly opened his eyes, wanting to shake him away, Jian Shui hurriedly pressed his shoulders, coaxing him shortly: "Don't get excited, I'll easily miss when I'm painting for you standing up, so it's better to draw face to face. "

"Really?" Nan Zimu raised his eyes slowly, his tone was not very kind, "Then hurry up."

"Okay." It was the first time for Jianshui to seduce someone so frightened. He claimed to be a master of romance, and since the first time, he has never failed.Ordinary men were able to pretend to be prudish at first, but then they were all so fascinated that they surrendered their guns.

Jianshui deliberately rubbed back and forth on his legs indistinctly, never thinking that Nan Zimu would not only remain unmoved, but also pinch his waist heavily with his eyes closed. meaning, and then said calmly: "Can your butt be more peaceful?"

"You are so fierce." Jianshui, as a character of the drama, tears came almost as soon as he said it, and his eyes were full of tears in a second, but unfortunately Nan Zimu didn't open his eyes, and said impatiently, "Hurry up, draw a line." so long."

It's not easy to cry about this... Jian Shui felt a bit exhausted, and was about to launch the final blow. He carefully stretched out his tongue and gently rolled it over Nan Zimu's ear. As red as passion/desire.

Nan Zimu opened his eyes expressionlessly, then stuffed the puff of blush that Jianshui had given him just now into his mouth expressionlessly, and said coldly, "Get out."

The invisible Wang Dahu couldn't stand it for a long time. Now that Nan Zimu got angry, he quickly pulled out his hand and threw Jianshui to the ground.

This room is bounded by Hongyu, even if there are ten thousand frogs screaming at the same time, they will definitely not let out the slightest sound.

Jianshui only felt that he was lifted up by a strange force, and then he fell to the ground in the next second, and his head hit the corner of the table, which made his eyes go black, and he sank into dizziness for a moment, unable to recover.

"Crazy." Nan Zimu said condescendingly.

Jianshui raised his head, and his gaze fell into his black and white eyes: "You..."

Nan Zimu scooped two spoonfuls of mung bean soup to quench his thirst, and then said unhurriedly: "Let me guess what you want to do—because I threaten your position as Hua Dan, so you want to seduce me and want me to bow down to you Take it under the costume, and then use it for you, right?"

"..." The guess was right.

Jianshui met his gaze, and hooked the corners of his mouth slightly sourly.

Immediately he stood up and said sincerely, "This is one of them, but... Jianshui thinks that you are not suitable for this theater, so I came here..."

He paused for a moment, and looked at the door meaningfully.Nan Zimu shook his hand at him, Jianshui limped to his ear, and whispered: "Someone is watching you."

"I know, don't talk nonsense, get straight to the point." Nan Zimu suddenly became interested in the "furnishings" on the table. He has only lived here for two days, and his mind has been used to remember serious things recently, so he is very concerned about yesterday. I don't have the slightest impression of whether there is such a "furniture" on the table.

Xiao Zhen saw him playing with the glazed jar, and quickly explained: "Master, this was brought by Huanxi's father last night. When he brought it, you were already asleep. He didn't want me to wake you up."

Because of the presence of outsiders, Xiaozhen changed her address to avoid making Jianshui suspicious.

"Oh." Nan Zimu pushed the glazed bottle forward, turned to cut the water, "tell me."

She patted the dust on her robe, and asked calmly, "Did you see me last night?"

Nan Zimu nodded slightly.

With deep eyes, Jianshui continued: "We are not just singing operas, providing romantic services to customers is our main business here."

There are many apprentices here who are eleven or twelve years old. Nan Zimu pressed his fingers on the table and asked endlessly, "All the apprentices, including those children?"

Jianshui lowered his eyes: "Jianshui just turned seventeen this year, and has been in this business for more than five years."

When he said that, Nan Zimu understood.It would be disgusting to attack an eleven or twelve-year-old child, he frowned, a little angry: "How old is the youngest child?"

"Nine years old. Most of the children here are orphans. They signed the deed of selling their lives only for a bite of food. No one thought of rebelling."

Jianshui's words are harsh, but what they mean is that they are all domestic dogs raised in captivity in this theater, clinging to this blood-thirsty place to survive.

Jian Shui was afraid that Nan Zimu would report to the police, so he hurriedly said: "If this place collapses, then we will return to the old homeless life. We people... have nothing to do except singing and... Other abilities. If you report to the official, other theaters will know that we are not clean, and they will not take us in..."

Nan Zimu is conceited on the lips, but he is not frivolous in his heart. What Jianshui said is not unreasonable, and he can't boast that Haikou can arrange the future of these children.

He bypassed this topic and cut to the point: "Who are your regular customers here?"

"Dignitaries often come here..." Jian Shui suddenly stopped talking, not daring to continue.

Nan Zimu winked, and Wang Dahu grabbed him by the neck. Nan Zimu didn't pretend to be a gentleman, so he never hesitated to use these threats: "Keep talking."

Jianshui struggled for a while, blushed and said: "There is the boss' eyeliner in the inner room... After the nobles are done, sometimes they will discuss the court affairs together, and the boss' eyeliner will copy their conversations verbatim." To the boss."

Nan Zimu's eyebrows twitched.