Ghost Emperor Scavenger God

With Wenqu Xingjun's advice, Jiu Ling disappeared without stopping.But today the boss didn't go down to look for Wuyi, but fell into Kuiwen Pavilion with a gentle appearance. The guards at the gate of Kuiwen Pavilion were shocked. Could it be that the sun came out from the west?Rubbing his eyes, it turned out to be the gentleman who 'loves to read'. He hurriedly used his hands and feet, bowed his head and saluted, "Good morning, sir!"

Jiu Ling nodded, took a big step, turned his head and closed the door of Kuiwen Pavilion tightly. The sound of rummaging through boxes and cabinets came from Kuiwen Pavilion, and the two guards at the door thought: "This! What should I do? Your Majesty came to Kuiwen Pavilion again Is it a disaster? If Wenqu Xingjun’s obsessive-compulsive disorder comes to look for books in two days, and sees Kuiwenge’s ghostly appearance, he will definitely curse people again..." The two guards at the door did not dare to stop him, and they were afraid of Wenqu Xingjun. There is a saying like this, "Don't be afraid of the sky and the earth, just be afraid of the educated literati." You still can't understand the curse of this first-class literati, and you can't say it, you are really aggrieved.

Sighing, he could only put his palms together above his head, and bowed three times to the Kuiwen Pavilion, hoping that Lord Jun would be merciful and save the lives of the little ones!They are all bosses who can't be provoked and can't be avoided, please let me go!

Naturally, Jiu Ling couldn't feel it in the Kuiwen Pavilion. He searched for the inconspicuous and extremely elite collection of books with peace of mind. Wuyi couldn't let Wuyi notice it, and he had to listen to the subtle influence that Wenqu Xingjun said. Naturally, he couldn't be too quick. , Low-key, luxurious and connotative books are the best!

Although the collection of books in Kuiwen Pavilion is not the most complete, they are all the essence. Jiuling found the essence in the essence, and his self-consciousness is really poor!After reading for a long time, I crawled out of the pile of books with stars in my eyes, holding a book in my hand that was really tattered and met the requirements, and gently patted the dust on the book, fearing that the book would fall apart with a little force!Excitedly said: "It's you!" He happily put the book in his arms, and it disappeared again.

Human world

Wuyi was very helpless. After wandering around for a long time, she didn't see any suitable work. There was not much work this winter, and I didn't know how to do much. For so long, I was diligently repeating boring tasks. On the tea-moving day, Jiu Ling looked down on his life when he was alive and kicking, hey, but Jiu Ling couldn't hold back!But myself, with no life experience and low level of education, is simply a blank sheet of paper. I finally got a few sketches, and they were all taught by Jiu Ling. Now he doesn't want to be a porter by himself, "Hey..." Wu Yi Sitting helplessly on the edge of the pier and sighing.

Suddenly there was a voice behind me that seemed to have been heard before, with a high-pitched voice and a pungent rouge smell: "Young man, but he is looking for a living again." Gently stroking the fine sweat that was not on his face.

Wuyi looked back and saw, got up and tidied up her clothes, and said, "Exactly."

"Young man, I think you have also been doing hard work this year, which is really a pity... Why don't you... come to my mother, I will not let you do that hard work, and cherish you." Yi folded his hands on Wuyi's and touched them carefully, "Hey, these hands have calluses. I'm sorry for these soft and slender hands." The person who came was Qingxiang who met a year ago. Lou's old mother.

Wuyi pretended to be indifferent, pulled her hand away from the other party, bowed her head and thought in her heart, since the old mother said so, as long as she didn't do rough and tiring work, Jiu Ling would not say anything, thought for a long time, bowed her head and made a serious Zheng bowed and bowed, "Then I will trouble you to arrange it."

The old mother walked in front, Wuyi followed behind, walked through the busy streets and alleys, and entered through a back door of a quiet alley, and saw a different Qingxiang Building.It was not yet business hours, and the women in the Qingxiang Building opened their doors, putting on makeup, practicing the piano, talking about playing the pipa, and heroic women dancing swords in the courtyard. Wuyi watched curiously. Looking at these scenes, although most of these women are wearing revealing clothes and rich makeup, they seem to be different in the eyes of outsiders and outsiders. They are not as charming and enchanting as seen outside, nor are they talking and laughing. Instead, they are all quiet and doing their own things. their own affairs.

The old mother glanced at Wuyi sideways, and said in her heart: "Sure enough, this face is useful! The girls here are considered high-class, but in comparison, they are not as good as a man." The girls passing by were all curious. Looking at Wuyi carefully, Wuyi was not far from being so attractive, he lowered his head and stopped looking at the furnishings and people in Qingxiang Building, and quietly followed behind the old mother.

The old mother took Wuyi to the second floor and saw some women covering their lips and laughing at herself. Wuyi didn't know what shyness was or obsession was, but she only knew that Jiu Ling smiled from the bottom of her heart every time. The smiles of these women are so different.Could it be that he is too ugly but Jiuling often praises himself for being beautiful?Could it be that Ruhua means ugly?I retreated in my heart, I didn't want others to stare at me like this.But the old mother turned her side, opened a room at the end of the second floor, and said, "Here we are, come in and talk."

Wu Yi followed the old mother into the house, but there were no fiery eyes from outside the house, the eyes of wild beasts who wanted to eat themselves.But the paintings on the wall make people's blood boil. Wuyi lowered her head shyly and pretended not to see it. The old mother was so happy when she saw Wuyi like this. ah!

"Sit." The old mother sat down at a round table, the more she looked at Wuyi, the more satisfied she became, her eyes almost narrowed, and she said with a smile.

Wuyi sat down, feeling overwhelmed immediately, the old mother said: "Don't worry, from today on, you can just be a chat person with me, and I will give you a bank note every day, okay?"

"Can I get a silver ticket just for chatting?" Wuyi was full of surprise, this is more profitable than moving things by herself, and just sitting and chatting, without doing rough work, Jiu Ling should have no objection.

"Yes, I will make arrangements for you, but I can't wear your clothes anymore, you need to follow my instructions, are you willing?" The old mother smiled and set Wu Yi step by step.

Wuyi didn't think too much about it, thinking that her dress was not suitable for chatting, so she nodded and agreed, then suddenly remembered something, and said, "I have to go back at Haishi every day at the latest." Wuyi sat very upright, and said .

The old mother thought about it, it's okay to go back at that time, anyway, everyone is here, so what are you afraid of?Immediately agreed, and clapped three times after finishing speaking, a heroic woman with protruding front and back curled up came in from outside the house. She was neatly dressed and her hair was tied up high. Unlike herself, she used a strand of black hair to tangle her hair casually.My hair seems to have a disagreement with me. Every time I comb it in my hands, I can't comb it smoothly, and it hurts me when I get knotted.But in the hands of Jiu Ling, he was very obedient, and Jiu Ling complained about it, "This hair was born for me." But he was helpless, and he had never learned this. Although Jiu Ling was in a daze every day I don’t want to get up, but I also see that after I don’t feel sorry for my hair, I comb it no matter how sleepy I am, and then I get back under the covers and continue to sleep back to the cage. This hair really grows for others, not much like myself relation.Jiu Ling had time to comb his hair, which really solved his big dilemma.

"From today onwards, Binggu, you come to take care of him, can you bring the papers with you?" the old mother asked this heroic woman.

"In", she took out the Qingxianglou paperwork from her bosom and handed it to the old mother. The old mother took it and handed it to Wuyi for a look. Wuyi was illiterate and had no chance to learn by herself. Pushed to the old mother and said, "I am not literate, please give me more advice."

This old mother is not a villain, besides, how can she suffer a lot?The businessman's calculations have already been made.Said: "From today onwards, come at Sishi and rest at Haishi, can you?"

"Yes." Then I have nothing to do during the day, and I can accompany Jiu Ling. I don't know if Jiu Ling can find a livelihood, but he is so smart and knows everything, so he must find it, and he must quickly stabilize himself.

"This bank note will be paid to you first. We have made a deal. You can print your handprint on this paper, and we will reach an agreement." The old mother pointed to the bottom of the paper. Wuyi looked at it, and suddenly touched it. The earring on his left ear seemed to be determined, and he was about to reach out to put it on, but suddenly his fingertips were cut, look at the blood flowing from his fingertips, Wuyi just covered it on the paper.

He thought: "Could it be that the earrings that can't be taken off are not smooth, but if they weren't smooth, my neck would have been scratched several times, what's going on? Could it be that I can read minds?" Wu Yi sighed, I don't know how to solve it myself!

"That's the end of today, and I hope the young master will come on time tomorrow." The old mother left one step ahead, leaving Bing Gu and herself behind, "Young master can go back to rest today." Bing Gu said.Wu Yi said, "Just teach me Wu Yi, don't call me Young Master." From now on, Young Master, in Qingxianglou, you still don't want to show your real name to others, you need to use a pseudonym. "Bing Gu stood beside Wu Yi and said.

"Why?" Wu Yi asked in confusion.

"In order to protect yourself and your most important person, son, please think of a name." Binggu looked out of the window and said very seriously.

"Then call me Qianmo," Wuyi, a man from the field, replied.

"Yes, Mr. Qianmo, you go out through the back door. Every day when it's time to arrive, and when it's time to rest, I'll take you out. I'll explain to you what you need to do tomorrow." Binggu took Wuyi out through the back door, Wuyi Looking at the sky, the sun was about to set, he finally found a job, whether everything was going well for Jiu Ling, he quickly walked through the narrow alley at the back door, and rushed towards the pier.

From a distance, I saw Jiu Ling standing against the setting sun. He was really a man of brilliance, which attracted the woman by the lake to laugh silly, and asked jokingly, "Mr. , chat, and relieve fatigue." The washerwoman by the lake said with a smile, "The Nu family's house is right behind."

Jiu Ling followed the direction pointed by the woman's finger, just in time to see Wu Yi walking towards him, jumped and raised his hands and shouted, "Wu Yi, I'm here, I'm here~" Jiu Ling waved too much , his foot slipped, and when he said it was too late, then it was too late, Wuyi hurried over, and grabbed Jiu Ling's hand who almost fell into the lake, the tingling sensation of electric shock spread from fingertips to the tip of his heart, Wuyi almost stopped, Pushing Jiu Ling down again, gently tugging, and holding Jiu Ling's arms, the two of them were separated by clothes and distance, Jiu Ling stood firm and left the dangerous lake, unaware of Wuyi's sudden appearance Let go, startled, "Wuyi, you almost threw me into the lake."

"I'm sorry." Wuyi apologized, thinking about how she felt just now, what happened to her fingers, what happened to her heart

"It's okay, let's go, it's getting dark soon, I really don't want to climb the mountain~" Jiu Ling muttered reluctantly while walking on foot, Wuyi smiled and said nothing.

Along the way, Wuyi was silent, a person who doesn't talk much, all the way thinking about this job, should he tell Jiu Ling what kind of job it is?Would Jiu Ling not believe what he said about making money by chatting?This worry is even more speechless, but today Jiu Ling is eager to return, and wants to get home early to show Wu Yi the book in his arms, so he happily ignores Wu Yi and ignores him.

When they arrived at the thatched hut, Jiu Ling was very active. He took the initiative to light the lamp in the house, sat Wuyi on the chair, and cheerfully took out the things in his arms to present treasures, as if stuffing Wuyi with his brain.

"What is this?" Wu Yi asked while touching the vicissitudes of the book cover.