Bu Er's expression was like a big dyeing vat that turned red, orange, yellow, green, blue, blue and purple, and it was very exciting and lively for a while.

Buer coughed lightly, "Come on, grandson, tell me again, what are you doing?"

Mo Wu raised his eyebrows: "No?"

"Okay, why not." Bueryi patted his thigh, "The three worlds and six unions can't accommodate your big Buddha, why don't you say that you want to go to the 33rd heaven to pull out the beard of the gods and then go to the devil world to save sentient beings?"

Mo Wu guessed it too, but he wasn't surprised when he heard Buer's yin and yang eccentricity. He nodded and said, "Then I'll think about it." Then he stood up, dusted his clothes, and said, "Let's go."

"Let's go, let's go." Buer said: "Go back and clean up your mind, what has happened to you recently, this is..."

Mo Wu was too lazy to choke with him, took a few steps outside, turned around suddenly, and said very casually: "Hey, the prime minister asked you to go find him."

The jug that Bu Er had just taken out fell to the ground with a "clang".

Mo Wu admired Buer's wonderful face-changing with great interest, turned around in his frightened expression, and walked out leisurely.Buer's resentful voice came from behind: "I knew it, I knew it!"

Mo Wuyi Le stepped out of the door of the concept of inaction.

It was already noon at this time, and Mo Wu woke up in the morning and went to Tianheng Mountain to toss around. He was supposed to go back to catch up on sleep, but seeing the bustle of people all over the street, he didn't feel sleepy for a while.

He has changed countless residences in the past few hundred years, and he has always lived in a remote place, trying to minimize the number of times he interacts with people. After careful calculation, the number of times he interacts with ghosts is probably even more.But Mo Wu's nature is not withdrawn, and when there are many people, he is willing to mix in the crowd to join in the fun.

At this time, there were people coming and going on the street, and the sound of yelling and selling was endless. Mo Wu walked slowly on the street, looking at this and that, and finally stopped in front of a happy shop.

He suddenly remembered that a few days ago when he went to the Wuwei Temple to look through the materials of Xianjun, there was a sentence in it, "Be good at the six arts, especially good at rhythm".

Gentleman Pianpian mostly practiced rites and music, and Mo Wu didn't pay attention to it at the time. Looking back at this moment, he suddenly wanted to see the appearance of Xianjun playing the piano and flute.The man's fingers were long, with distinct joints, like jade bones. Coupled with his picturesque eyebrows and fluttering white clothes, what kind of scene would make people's hearts flutter?

Mo Wu stood with his arms folded for a while, then lifted his feet and walked happily.Just as he stepped up the steps, he was suddenly stopped by someone, Qingzhu was surprised: "Why is Mo Tianshi here?"

Mo Wu looked at Qingzhu's face, then looked at the Lexing plaque, and said, "Why are you here again, Tianheng Mountain is done with it?"

"There was nothing to do with it." Qing Zhu waved his hand, and said: "We briefly dealt with the body of Sun Xiuwen, the elder of the Sun family, and called the Sun family to carry it back. The old man of the Sun family was not injured, but the whole body Crazy, the Sun family also sent someone to pick him up. I heard that the old man has been yelling about the name of the fifth lady, and talking about some pills. If he doesn't watch him, he will run to Tianheng Mountain. He will probably have to be locked up in the future. home."

After Qing Zhu finished speaking, he paused, as if hesitating a bit, and then cupped his hands towards Mo Wu, the young man suppressed his impatience, and imitated the calm look of an adult and said: "Mo Tianshi, this time the matter is over, how much... …Thank you."

There is no joy.When Qing Zhu saw him for the first time, he regarded him as a liar, with a sarcastic expression on his face, but now his appearance changed.Mo Wubu was very concerned and said: "Thank you for free, it's more practical to give money."

Qingzhu's calm and calm appearance immediately disappeared, and he stared at him, "How can a monk always raise money, you are vulgar?!"

Mo Wu was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, and said: "Is there anything else? Why do you have nothing to do?"

"Hey..." Qing Zhu stopped him and said, "Although the matter is settled this time, there are still many issues that have not been clarified. Aren't you curious?"

Mo Wu: "Huh?"

Qing Zhu said: "For example, why Sun Xiuwu, the second master of the Sun family, went to Tianheng Mountain at night, we haven't figured it out."

"Well, this," Mo Wudao: "Two days ago, I went out to buy groceries and inquired about it. Sun Xiuwu is a second-generation ancestor who has no skills but is proficient in eating, drinking, whoring and gambling."

Qingzhu nodded, "Yes, the second master has nothing to do, he only asks for money from his family every day, and is often reprimanded by the grandpa of the Sun family. Dissatisfied, I heard that I often complain in private."

"How would such a person react if he knew that his father had exchanged the descendant of his grandson, Fuze, for a dead man?"

Qing Zhu was stunned, "...to make trouble?"

Mo Wu shrugged, "When Sun Xiuwu knew about this, he must have been more anxious than Sun Xiuwen. It was two brothers who did the tricks on the corpse of the Seven Killing Formation in Tianheng Mountain. On the same day, Sun Xiuwu heard the news from you that the formation was invalid. , but the news that Xufeng gave him is not certain, considering how important this matter is to him, it is reasonable to confirm it again at night."

Qing Zhu suddenly realized and nodded, "That is indeed the case, so it makes sense!"

"It's just a conjecture, but it's probably close to ten." Mo Wudao: "However, there are still many doubts about this matter, such as who set up the enchantment in Tianheng Mountain? Hong Li Hei Ying doesn't have that ability, Tao Wu didn’t have that motive, and why did he even recruit the Chongyin Forest? What’s the relationship between the “forest planter” female ghost and the stone platform of Tianheng Mountain? The most important thing is, who is the fifth wife of the old grandpa of the Sun family? Why would the old man of the Sun family come to open the stone platform when everyone is dead?" Mo Wu patted Qing Zhu's shoulder in a daze: "Think slowly, there is a long way to go my friend."

Mo Wu raised his foot and walked into the music store, Qing Zhu came back to his senses, "Hey, are you going to buy a musical instrument?"

"You understand?"

Qingzhu shook his head, "But I am familiar with the shopkeeper named Lexing! Maybe I can give you some money."

Mo Wu's eyes lit up, but before he could speak, his shoulders suddenly sank.Bai Ze's bird chirping sounded in his ears, and his tone was a little doubtful: "I haven't gone back for so long, Cheng..."

Bai Ze glanced at Qingzhu who was looking at him excitedly, and changed his words: "Your cousin asked me to see what's going on with you." After speaking, he muttered: "It's not a three-year-old child, can you still lose it?" ..."

Mo Wu was stunned for a moment, and then said "Oh" very calmly, but the corners of his mouth raised uncontrollably, he turned and walked back after moving his feet, stopped after walking two steps, turned his head to look at Qing Zhu, and said: " Anyway, I don’t understand, please help me choose one, it should be more delicate and elegant, and the price..."

Qing Zhu: "I got it, I got it, I want the cheapest—"

"Don't worry about the price." Mo Wu stretched out his hand towards him and said affirmatively, "Pick the best one."

"?" Qing Zhu stared dumbfounded at Mo Wu's impatiently walking back, and said to himself: "Suddenly changed sex, what is it?"

·

When Mo Wu happily entered the gate of the Qin Mansion, Miss Qin was hanging upside down from the eaves and stared at him, her eyes followed from the door to the courtyard.

"Isn't it normal?" Bai Zefei landed next to Miss Qin, looking at Mo Wu's back with a complicated expression, "I ran like a dog chasing me all the way, for no reason."

Miss Qin raised her hand to gather her hair that was hanging on the ground, and said a few words, Bai Ze nodded in agreement, "That's right, with his expression, he really looks like Wangcai who is having fun."

At this time, Mo Wangcai went all the way into the backyard, and saw a noble gentleman in white clothes sitting beside the stone table in the yard from a distance, holding a scroll in his hand and reading a book, a breeze blew by, and his long black hair was scattered on the snow-white skirt , It's really beautiful.

Mo Wu paused, raised his hands to wipe his face, finally pressed down the corners of his mouth, and walked over casually, saying: "Cousin looking for me?"

"Are you back?" Xianjun looked away from the book, and smiled at Mo Wuqian, "No, it's just that you have been out for a long time, so let Bai Ze go and have a look."

He said this casually, but because his voice was too gentle, it sounded gentle.Mo Wu's heart moved, and the corners of his pressed mouth bent upward again. He subconsciously wanted to press down, but the strength of both parties was not weak, and for a moment he looked like he was crying or smiling, which was very weird.

Xianjun paused and asked in doubt: "Uncomfortable?"

Mo Wu coughed lightly, "No."

"That's good." Xianjun nodded and said, "Since you're not feeling sick, let's cook."

Mo Wu:?

Xianjun picked up the book again, and stopped looking at him, "It's already a quarter of an hour for lunch, don't do this next time."

Mo Wu:? ? ?

"So you asked me to come back just to cook?" Mo Wu stared, "That's it? That's it?!"

"Hmm..." Xian Jun looked at him and hesitated, "Let you come back early to rest?"

...Oh, I believe in your ghosts.

Mo Wuqi turned around and left.

He stepped on every step fiercely, turned around halfway through the walk, and walked towards the back kitchen angrily.

Xianjun held the scroll in his hand, but his eyes were looking at Mo Wu's back, and his thin lips curved into a very beautiful arc.

This person... his angry appearance didn't seem to have changed from before.

Changbai Xianjun, the former god of war in the fairy world, was once angry with the prime minister.

That's right, the Changbai Immortal Lord who had caused the entire fairy world to scourge, sneaked into Tianyuan Palace in the middle of the night to pluck Bai Ze's hair, unexpectedly still had the face to be angry with the prime minister.

At that time, the prime minister had been in charge of the fairy world for a while, and all the fairy families spoke highly of him, especially the Nine Heavens Profound Girls, who often talked about him openly and secretly.

During that time, Changbai didn’t know what kind of wind was going on, so he took the Nine Heavens Profound Girls to drink and happily pulled the strings. Today, he said that the Nine Princes of the Dragon King of the East China Sea were handsome and talented, and tomorrow he said that the God of Penglai Mountain, Kong Wu, was powerful and worth relying on. The day after tomorrow, they said that whoever they pick from the star palace will definitely be a pillar of talent in the future, flying in the sky, running on the ground and swimming in the sea, but men of any gender are pulled out and slipped away.

This is not a problem at all, but the nine princes of the East China Sea have just broken their shells, and the road is not smooth. The Penglai Mountain God has no human body. I’m too lazy to figure it out, and there’s that so-and-so who picks the star palace. Every day, besides counting, he draws a star map, stares at people twice, and can say in the next sentence, “This fairy, the distribution of your facial features is very good. Like the spica arrangement in the Southern Suzaku Palace, which star..."

Later, the angry Xuannv directly reported to the prime minister's Tianyuan Palace.

The prime minister listened to a group of fairies talking about how unreliable Changbai was, and couldn't laugh or cry for a while.After hesitating for a while, he still found time to talk to Changbai.Unexpectedly, that person didn't appreciate it at all, he just stuck his neck and said that he was worrying about the balance of yin and yang in the fairy world and the happiness of the immortals, correct, great, and glorious.

The prime minister said that he was helpless later, and said casually: "You don't have a partner yourself, why don't you think about yourself first?"

Changbai suddenly stopped talking at that time.

The prime minister didn't notice his expression, and continued: "That Hongxia girl, you introduced eighteen immortals to her, so much so that she cried for half an hour in my Tianyuan Palace just now... The other Xuannv guessed that you are probably interested in her, so you deliberately introduced so many inappropriate immortals to her." The prime minister thought it was a bit funny, and said earnestly: "If it is true, it is better to explain it directly, so as not to cause misunderstandings , with unsatisfactory results.

Changbai paused, and his tone was a bit weird: "... I like Hongxia?"

"Is not it?"

The corners of Changbai's mouth twitched, as if he was trying to suppress the burning fire in his body, so as not to beat the gentle prime minister opposite him into a ball.After a while, two words were squeezed out between teeth: "No."

"Oh." The prime minister nodded, looking at him like that, suddenly thought of teasing him for some reason, paused, and said, "That's the girl Qingyu who has been introduced sixteen times?"

Changbai gritted his teeth, turned around and left without saying a word.

The prime minister watched him walk away with a smile from the corner of his eyes.After walking a dozen steps, the man suddenly turned his head around again, gritted his teeth and said, "No!!"

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