Xu Fu

It was the first time Jinyuan brought him to Shenghuan Xiaoyi Cloth Village to change clothes, but he refused on the spot, and now the hairpin is in someone else's hair, it is so ironic and glaring.

Jinyuan didn't notice that Dian Xuechen's expression changed slightly, his eyes fell on the abrupt broken wooden windmill in Dian Xuechen's hand, and snatched it displeasedly: "This broken windmill is not worthy of brother."

"It's none of your business." Dian Xuechen withdrew his gaze, his tone was cold and piercing with obvious anger.

"Wait for me a while." Jin Yuan frowned, turned around and disappeared after saying a word.

Xiao Muyu could feel Dian Xuechen's hostility, and he said meekly: "The little fox and the young master are no more than master and servant, please don't misunderstand."

"He and I are no more than brothers." Dian Xuechen looked expressionlessly at Xia Yumian outside the barrier, and his ethereal voice seemed to come from the sky.

Not long after, Jin Yuan returned to Dian Xuechen, and he put a brand new windmill in Dian Xuechen's hand: "Tell me what you like in the future, and I will buy it for you."

Dian Xuechen looked at the windmill in his hand, the handle was actually embossed with exquisite auspicious clouds and blue dragons, every part of the workmanship was natural, and the precious pine sandalwood exuded a faint fragrance, this windmill was undoubtedly the most expensive and the most exquisite.

"Go to the Peony Hall, I want to see it." Jin Yuan said calmly and walked away, Xiao Muyu also automatically followed Jin Yuan's pace.

Dian Xuechen watched Jin Yuan and Xiao Muyu walk farther and farther away, he struggled until the figure in front of him disappeared again, but he couldn't see the figure when he tried to keep up.

Dian Xuechen stared blankly at the dark night, never knowing that he would be so dependent on Bei Li, so dependent that he didn't know where to go without the company of the other party, just like when he was not with Bei Li before, every day Apart from practicing, I stayed alone in Jinghuaguan, not knowing where to go or where to go.

Just when Dian Xuechen was about to go back to Kansi, the clothes in front of him flickered, and it turned out that it was Jin Yuan who turned back to find him.

"Don't get lost." Jinyuan grabbed Dian Xuechen's wrist tightly, not giving Dian Xuechen a chance to escape, he thought of the panic when he turned around and couldn't see Dian Xuechen just now, almost drove him crazy.

Dian Xuechen was a little relieved at first, but when he saw Xiao Muyu, he couldn't restrain a burst of soreness, he forcefully pulled his hand from Jin Yuan's warm palm: "Let's go."

Jin Yuan was also a little annoyed, he pulled Xiao Muyu to his side, and said coldly, "Let's go."

"Yes." Xiao Muyu replied and followed closely beside Jin Yuan.

Along the way, Dian Xuechen and Xiao Muyu's looks really caused a lot of trouble, and Jin Yuan's expression became more and more gloomy. Without saying a word, he walked into the nearest cloth shop and bought two black cloaks.

"Put it on." Jin Yuan ordered Dian Xuechen in a cold voice, put a big cloak on Dian Xuechen, and pulled the wide brim of the hat to cover Dian Xuechen's face in the shadow.

Dian Xuechen originally wanted to refuse, but thinking that she really didn't like being looked at by the crowd, she also acquiesced, nodded politely to Jin Yuan, and then walked forward.

Jin Yuan looked at Dian Xuechen's back and sighed helplessly, pulled Xiao Muyu to her face and put on a cloak for her: "Qian'er put it on too."

"You don't have to bother me, Qian'er can wear it by herself." Xiao Muyu took a step back and said politely.

"disobedient?"

"No, sir, calm down." Xiao Muyu's heart sank, and she explained, "The little fox is worried that the boss will misunderstand and become jealous."

"If he gets jealous and misunderstands, I will be happier." Jin Yuan shook his head helplessly.

"Why?" Xiao Muyu asked in bewilderment.

"Being jealous means he still cares about me." Jin Yuan laughed and patted Xiao Muyu on the head.

Dian Xuechen looked back a little, and his eyes touched the tender and affectionate two people in the dimly lit place, holding the piece of Yaoyu with his hand hidden under the cloak, it seemed that only in this way could relieve the bitterness and discomfort in his heart.

*****

After separating from Huangquan Middle Road with Jin Yuan and his party, Su Ziku, You Ming, Yan Wulie and Shen Yucong left on the east side of Huangquan Middle Road.Compared with the main road, the business on this side is a little bit less, and they are all weird and not glamorous gong gadgets. Shen Yucong couldn't help walking up to the art booth as soon as he saw it.

The painting booth displayed pictures of Guigu Town, and Shen Yucong fell in love with an unremarkable small woodcut, but the stall owner said that it was the treasure of the town shop, and it was a treasure that was bought with all his pockets, and he would never sell it. It was Shen Yucong who was unwilling to give in even after exhausting her tongue.

Suddenly a rare bell rang, and the four of them followed the sound and looked towards the road. They saw a slender man walking slowly from the dark green light, wrapped in a black cloak, pulling Surrounded by the whole body, his face is unclear, a dark golden bell is tied around his waist, the luster is gloomy, it seems to be a sense of decline after the bronzing has fallen off, beside him are four guards in gray clothes holding magic weapons, all of them have sinister faces .

As it got closer and closer, the few people on the street were forcibly pushed to the sides, respectfully giving way to a gentle avenue.

"Who is this? What a big show!"

"Idiot, don't you even recognize your lord?"

"My lord, my lord..."

When You Ming heard this, he looked curiously at the current powerful demon lord, and even the manipulator behind the ghost clan——Shu, it was really as mysterious as rumors, except that he only knew that he was a man, he didn't reveal the slightest bit of rumors.

Su Ziku casually glanced at the ruler of the demon clan, focusing on You Ming: "Have you ever seen him, little stone?"

Youming shook his head, he and Xingjuzhou had always existed as scatterers and hardly had contact with these guys.He turned his head to look at Su Ziku, only to see that the other party was looking at him steadfastly, with withered leaf-colored pupils that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and there were unknown emotions inside.

"what happened?"

"No," Su Ziku hugged him from behind, lowered his head slightly and rested his chin on his shoulder: "I thought you had seen the Demon Lord."

"How could it be possible." You Ming frowned, looking at Su Ziku in puzzlement: "Why do you think so?"

Su Ziku squeezed his stiff face, and said with a teasing smile, "Don't keep your face so sullen, you're really a little rock."

You Ming grabbed his hand, and wanted to refute He, but saw the other's withered leaf-colored pupils wandering away in an instant, and the smile gradually subsided according to what he saw—following Su Ziku's gaze, only Seeing that Na Shu was passing by them, his footsteps were light but steady, without making a sound, he gradually approached Yan Wulie and Shen Yucong.

The owner of the art booth immediately trembled when he saw Shu, and hurriedly winked at Yan Wulie and Shen Yucong who were looking at the paintings.Yan Wulie gently touched Shen Yucong with his hand, but the latter was fascinated by the painting, and looked back inexplicably after being touched, and saw Shu walking up to him.

In just a moment, he saw the face tightly wrapped in black veil under the black cloak—the aura was familiar to him, even if the other party used spiritual power to cover it up, there was still a trace of leakage.Shen Yucong didn't come back to his senses until Shu took the woodcut of the ghosts in his hand - but saw that Shu was holding the woodcut and rubbing it carefully, before speaking after a while, his voice was hoarse and gloomy: "Like it?"

After hearing this, Shen Yucong paused for a moment, then smiled politely and said, "This woodcut is only a few inches long, yet it seems to incorporate hundreds of ghosts into it, either hidden or visible, it's really superb, I like it."

"It's really top grade." Shu said in a deep voice.

"My lord...this is a small town treasure..." The stall owner smiled obsequiously, "It's not for sale..."

With slender fingertips twirling on the woodcut, Shu said without showing any emotion, "What if I buy it?"

"This..." The stall owner was dumbfounded immediately, and looked at Shu with his eyes open in disbelief: "My lord, are you just joking..."

"Stop talking nonsense!" A guard suddenly shouted, just about to step forward but was stopped by Shu - the latter raised the woodcut in his hand, and said in an unquestionable tone to the stall owner, "How much."

The stall owner was about to cry without tears, and reported the number tremblingly: "Return to the master, three or three thousand gold..."

The guards looked at each other, then took out the gold and put it on the stall, looking at the stall owner with a mournful face.

Shu handed the woodcut to Shen Yucong, who was unexpected, and Yan Wulie was also stunned.

"This is?" Shen Yucong blinked at Shu, and before he could speak, Shu put the woodcut on his arm, and then let go—Shen Yucong immediately hugged the exquisite depiction of ghosts.

"Paintings here are appreciated by both refined and popular, so there is no reason not to sell them." Shu said lightly, "Those who understand painting are more worthy of it."

Shen Yucong paused, then said softly, "Thank you."

Shu didn't reply, he waved his sleeves to signal the guards to follow, and then left, walking down the road like Huangquan Road, after which the crowd gradually closed up, returning to the hustle and bustle.

After Su Ziku and You Ming saw all this, they walked out of the crowd and came to Shen Yucong who was holding the painting and couldn't put it down, while Yan Wulie at the side was deep in thought.

"Have you two been recognized as immortals?" Su Ziku asked.

"I'm thinking too." Yan Wulie glanced at the woodcut in Shen Yucong's hand: "Yucong, show me this painting."

Shen Yucong heard the conversation between the two, and gave the woodcut to Yan Wulie.The latter turned it over in his hand, and handed it back without seeing anything strange.

"Although the Night Walking Day of Hundred Ghosts is open to the two worlds, it is better for the immortal race to restrain themselves." Yan Wulie continued.

"Of course, I don't care about it, it's just that you have always been hidden among the people, so it's better not to expose it." Su Ziku said with a smile and picked off a black peony, and put it on You Ming's head.

"What are you doing?" You Ming stretched out his hand to take down the black peony, blinking at Su Ziku.

"Don't you think the little stone is very suitable?" Su Ziku unfolded the golden hazel fan to cover his eyes.