Jing Xingjun, the Patriarch of Demon Dao

One day, in Youdian.

"Mu Chen, I have your letter." A voice woke up Mu Chen who was meditating.

"Senior Shen, my letter?" Mu Chen stood up and took the letter in Shen Shu's hand.

Shen Shu turned his hands away and said, "Yes, I wanted to catch a bird while I was taking a walk just now, and I happened to see your letter."

The corner of Mu Chen's mouth twitched slightly, and he suddenly had a bad feeling: "Where did you take a walk?"

"On the roof of your house." Shen Shu pointed upwards.

Muchen squeezed out a smile and looked at Shen Zhen: "...your walking place is really special."

Shen Xing poured himself a cup of tea: "It's just so-so."

If you say you are fat, you are really out of breath.

Muchen opened the channel: "It's a letter from Ah Xian, he said he would come over."

Shen Xing played with the teacup in his hand and said, "Come here?"

Muchen folded the letter and put it back in the envelope: "Yes."

"What's there to do here." Shen Shu held up his fingers: "First, you can't beat people, but you can't kill people, and third, you can't torture people."

Muchen helplessly shouted: "Senior!"

Shen Shen smiled and said: "The Ah Xian you mentioned, isn't it the one who is dressed in black and looks particularly sinister?"

"It should be, have you met Ah Xian?" Mu Chen asked.

Shen Shen nodded and said: "Yes, you were there when I saw him, and he was killing two Wen family members at that time."

"I'm here too?" Mu Chen thought, based on what Shen Ming said, it should be the time when Wei Wuxian killed Wen Zhuliu and Wen Chao (see Chapter 33 for details), but Shen Xuan was not present.

Muchen wondered: "Senior, you were there at that time, but why didn't I see you?"

Shen Xuan raised his eyebrows: "I want you to see me, but I still call you my senior?"

Although he was telling the truth, he still wanted to beat him up. Hey, Mu Chen showed an embarrassed yet polite smile.

"In addition to sending you a letter this time, I'm also here to say goodbye to you." Shen Shu put down the teacup in his hand, "I'm going to find Mu Yi."

"..." Mu Yi is the ancestor of his family, but his ancestor was turned into ashes hundreds of years ago, how can I find it.

"Senior, think twice." Muchen looked at Shen Zhen seriously, "Although the ancestor is gone, this world is still very beautiful."

"...?" Shen Xuan looked at Mu Chen inexplicably, "I'm talking about looking for Mu Yi's reincarnation, where do you want to go?"

Mu Chen smiled awkwardly yet politely again, and coughed lightly: "So that's the case, but how did senior find it?"

Shen Shen said: "Your family's "Nine Ropes", after my ancestor and I coughed, we have a feeling with him."

Muchen raised his eyes and said, "So you and my ancestor coughed."

Shen Shu held his breath in his throat, and made himself blushed: "Young man, your focus seems to be a bit wrong."

"Anyway, I won't be able to come back for a long time, please help me to have a good word with that old man." Shen Shu continued.

Muchen nodded: "Okay, then when are you going to leave?"

"Let's go now." Shen Xin smiled slightly.

Mu Chen looked at him silently for a few seconds before saying: "Senior, whether it was before or now, the Mu family will always be your home, remember to come back."

"..." Shen Xuan lowered his head. After being wiped out, apart from Mu Yi, only Mu Chen and Gu Yin cared about Shen Xuan so much, although Gu Yin only cared about Gu Nanxing.

Shen Shu wiped his eyes and smiled again: "I'm leaving."

Fearing that he would go back on his word and leave, Shen Xing left with his sword in a panic, not even daring to look at Mu Chen again.

Practicing calligraphy requires getting rid of external distractions and concentrating, so that you can practice good calligraphy.

"..." One more thing, don't let others suddenly interfere, otherwise it is very likely that this kind of situation will happen.

"Come in." Mu Chen crumpled up the waste paper and threw it aside, squinting at the face of the servant in front of him, he felt a sense of familiarity.

Mu Chen suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and suddenly realized: "Ah, you are the boy who told me to say that Brother Wangji is here, so what's the matter this time?"

The servant said: "Young master, this time it is Mr. Axian who is visiting again, and now we are waiting in the living room."

"Okay, thank you." Mu Chen signaled that he knew, looking at the flattered servant, he couldn't help laughing, "What's your name?"

The servant said timidly, "Young master, my name is Amu."

Muchen said: "Amu, how about you stay by my side from now on?"

Amu raised his head suddenly, and said happily: "Of course I am willing, thank you, young master!"

Muchen pointed to the ink-splattered desk: "Then tidy up my desk now?"

Amu nodded as if smashing garlic: "Okay, you can rest assured, young master, and leave it to me!"

"Thank you." Muchen smiled at him, turned his back with one hand and strode towards the living room.

The strange thing is that there is no figure of Wei Wuxian in the living room, and Mu Chen looked around, but he didn't even see a single hair of Wei Wuxian.

Could it be that Amu is making fun of me, just as Mu Chen was about to have such a thought, Wei Wuxian's voice floated over: "Ah Chen!"

"Ah Xian?" Mu Chen looked at the source of the voice in surprise, it was indeed Wei Wuxian, but Wei Wuxian was holding a small pale white flower in his hand.

"What's going on?" Mu Chen looked at Wei Wuxian in surprise.

Wei WuXian said with a complicated expression, "It's a long story. I just wanted to relieve myself when I was waiting for you. When I came back, I found a small flower on the side of the road. I wanted to pick it off and bring it to you. Who knew that I would find this flower after picking it up?" It actually has spiritual energy, Ah Chen, what kind of flower is this?"

Mu Chen leaned close to the top of Wei Wuxian's head to look carefully, and Mu Chen was extremely surprised when he saw it. He looked at the flower with regret, shook his head and sighed while looking at it.

This made Wei WuXian nervous, he asked, "Ah Chen, what kind of flower is this?"

"I spent half a month planting this flower. It took me a year to finally bloom, but you pulled it out. Hey, what a pity." Mu Chen smacked his lips.

Wei Wuxian swallowed, "Then what should we do, Ah Chen, doesn't your family have a medicine garden? Why do you plant such important flowers by the side of the road?"

Mu Chen spread his hands and said: "I didn't say that this flower is very important, so I planted it on the side of the road, because the medicine used for this flower is exhaust pill, which is very tasteless."

Wei Wuxian heaved a sigh of relief, "Then why do you still have...that expression?"

Mu Chen raised his eyebrows and said, "What kind of expression? Because I planted this flower, it's a pity after all. My brother planted a lot of this kind of flower in his medicine garden."

"False alarm, false alarm." Wei WuXian finally landed the big stone in his heart, "Ah Chen, I came to you this time to beg for shelter."

Muchen's face was covered with question marks: "Huh?"

Please take in what the hell? ? ! !

Wei Wuxian resentfully said, "Jiang Cheng and I went to Jinling Terrace a few days ago, that old fellow Jin Guangshan actually said something, he wanted my Yinhu Talisman, so do you think I can give it to you? Break it off, I think this Jin Guangshan wants to be the second Wen Ruohan!"

"Hey, you can say anything." Mu Chen glared at him before saying, "Jin Guangshan must be uneasy and kind when he wants the Yinhu Talisman, and you are right not to give it to him... But the Yinhu Talisman is so sinister that it seeps into people. Can you control it?"

"What's the matter, I'm sure." Wei Wuxian showed a small expression of complacency, "But, it's just that the Yinhu Talisman does not recognize its owner, and is afraid of being stolen."

Mu Chen shoved him: "Go away, you, who dares to steal things from Yiling Patriarch."

Wei WuXian rubbed his aching chest, and smiled embarrassingly: "So, Chen, will you take me, the ancestor of Yiling?"

Muchen laughed: "Let's do it."

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Mu Chen: "So in the final analysis, is it my ancestor's wife who cheated on senior or senior who cheated on my ancestor's wife???"