I wanted to embrace my master and return home

"Cousin, what's the matter with you and Chen Xianjun?" Yang Chubao finally spoke after eating for a day.

"Nothing." Yushu didn't raise his head.

"Is it because of me?" Yang Chubao lowered his head guiltily, and said softly, "After that day, the elders didn't pursue this matter any more. If it is because of this that my cousin and Chen Xianjun are strangers, I would rather be punished..."

"It's just a bare-handed master, I don't care." He put down his chopsticks, raised his head and said indifferently: "Don't mention it again in the future."

"But you're obviously unhappy!" Yang Chubao muttered, "You're obviously very concerned, and you're absent-minded every day. Why..."

"Who told you?" Yu Shubai gave him a flat look.

"..." Yang Chubao knew that he didn't want to talk about it, so he kept silent.

Houshan——

The green cypresses flowed, the sun was mottled, Gu Mou picked a locust tree leaf casually, crushed the leaf with a little spiritual power in the palm of his hand, and heard the sound coming out of it was not what a fresh leaf should be, but a crisp sound, like crushing is a dry leaf.

Sure enough.

Gu Mo pinched a high-level amulet and pushed it hard into the locust tree. In less than a stick of incense, the lush and lush century-old locust tree turned into a rotten and dead wood, with only a few leaves hanging alone .

Obviously when he used this locust tree to enter the underworld, the tree was clearly alive, but now it has been dead for many years, but it has been subjected to high-level blindness. I have tried my best to observe the back mountain, and I am afraid that I will not be able to find the clue for a while.

Not to mention a simple person like Zhang Sirun.

That Xiangyi girl has a problem.

He quickly found Zhang Sichen, asked him to call Zhang Sirun over, and asked, "Where is that locust tree demon now?"

"Ah? She... went down the mountain yesterday." Zhang Sirun replied.

"..."

"My lord, is there anything important you need to do with her?" Sensing his cold expression, Zhang Sirun straightened himself up.

Gu Mou took the two of them to the back mountain, and broke the blindness of the locust tree, "Is this the girl Xiangyi you mentioned?"

"How could it be... It's obviously alive." Zhang Sirun turned pale with shock, and stepped forward to observe carefully, "How could this be? I used to come to enjoy the shade under this tree a lot. At that time, the branches and leaves were obviously lush, and it was very cool to sit under it. less!"

"The locust tree is yin, let alone a dead thing. You can stay with a dead person every day, and it will be much cooler." Zhang Sichen poked his head and said.

After that, he slowly stepped forward and walked around the tree: "This tree is at least 400 years old. Although I saw that it was dead, I can see that it did not have a human shape during its lifetime. That person What happened to Miss Xiangyi?"

"Brother, what do you mean, could it be... Xiangyi's body is not this locust tree?" Zhang Sirun opened his eyes wide.

"This is the only possibility, so have you ever noticed what that monster is?" Gu Mou said in a deep voice.

"I don't know, I just think that although she is usually mysterious, she is..." Zhang Sirun didn't continue, but just lowered his head.

"You think she is beautiful and interesting, but you don't know that she has been hiding in Tianfu Mountain for decades under the cover of a locust tree, and you can't even tell what she is?!" Gu Mou continued for him, exuding Ice cellar-like air-conditioning.

"My lord, please forgive me. Sichen will thoroughly investigate this matter. If Sirun is really in a relationship with a traitor, I will definitely not cover it up." Zhang Sichen hurried forward, bowed and pleaded guilty.

After finishing speaking, he looked at his younger brother with hatred, and his voice was filled with anger: "Tell me, where does she go every month when she goes down the mountain?"

"No... I don't know, Miss Xiangyi didn't tell me." Zhang Sirun flinched, lowering his head like an ostrich buried in sand.

"Then did she bring anything with her every time she went back to the mountain?" Gu Mou asked.

Facing the pressure from the eyes of the two, he thought carefully, and said, "It seems... occasionally I bring some snacks from Fushunzhai."

Fu Shun Zhai?

I seem to have heard of this store name somewhere, yes!

Qishiguo, Fushunzhai by the moat of Chengnan Road, only has one, a century-old shop. It is said that their dim sum is more exquisite than those in the palace, but the price is not expensive, so there is a long queue every day.

Back then, Ye Xunliang also loved eating here, and Gu Mou often sent someone to wait in line at the store before dawn to buy it for him as breakfast.

"Did something happen to Miss Xiangyi?" Zhang Sirun was a little flustered and asked tentatively.

"What did you say?" Gu Mou glanced coldly, "She hid her identity and entered Tianfu Mountain, and she didn't know the whole picture, but this is what you care about?"

"Miss Xiangyi, she..." Zhang Sirun hid behind his brother in fear, not daring to continue.

"My lord, I will go down the mountain immediately to investigate and try not to reveal my whereabouts." Zhang Sichen blocked his trembling body and changed the subject.

"No need, I'll go." Gu Mou glanced at him, turned and left.

Zhang Sichen breathed a sigh of relief, straightened his younger brother's shoulders: "Tell me honestly, what are you thinking about that Xiangyi girl?"

"I... I only consider her a friend." Zhang Sirun lowered his head and murmured.

"I hope so, that demon is definitely not a good person, you can't be confused, you know?" Zhang Sichen said seriously.

"Understood... then can I still see her in the future?" Zhang Sirun's eyes turned red, knowing that his brother was not joking.

"What do you say?"

"Then... what will the lord do to her after he finds her?" Zhang Sirun asked eagerly when he suddenly thought of something.

Seeing the cold sweat dripping from his brother's forehead and the anxious eyes he had never seen before, Zhang Sichen felt flustered and patted his head: "Don't meddle in this matter, don't do stupid things, don't Speaking in front of Chen Xianjun, it is not easy for you to have a place in the Tianfu Pavilion, can you understand what brother means?"

"But……"

"Si Run! My brother doesn't ask you for any achievements in this life. I only hope that you will have no worries in your life. From now on, you can be an idle elder, and my brother will be satisfied. Do you remember how hard your brother worked hard to lead you to live? Do you have the heart to let your brother's hard work come to naught?"

"The lord has already criticized you. Think about it, among the disciples who are on the same level as you, which one is not on the edge of the lower class of the Tianfu Pavilion, but you live alone in a room and are taken care of. If you get angry After leaving Chen Xianjun, how can I protect my current status and future prospects?"

"Why does my future have to depend on Chen Xianjun's will? Isn't my brother also the only elder in this Tianfu Pavilion?" Zhang Sirun asked doubtfully.

Zhang Sichen looked at him with a headache, paused, and let out a long sigh: "But Chen Xianjun is also the only lord, and what he says is the absolute majesty. Although my brother is an elder, he is also a subordinate, understand?"

"..."

"Don't meddle in this matter any more, and don't mention it again, admit your mistake humbly, you are just being deceived, and you don't mean to intercede for the treacherous, do you understand?"

Zhang Sirun's eyes were moist, he pouted and wanted to cry, but suddenly realized that he was already seven feet tall, and it was really ugly to cry, so he turned and left.

Looking at his lonely back, Zhang Sichen said worriedly: "Sirun..."

Gu Mou came to Qishi State using the extremely expensive concealment technique, but he didn't find him. Relying on the breath of the monster in his memory, he searched all over Qishi City but couldn't find it. , passing by Fushunzhai was closing the store unintentionally, he subconsciously walked over.

"Hey, guest officer, our shop has closed today and all of them are sold out. Would you like to come early tomorrow?" the shop owner said to him with a smile while packing up the pastry stand.

The people queuing up next to them were either holding snack bags or empty-handed. The line slowly dispersed and disappeared into the crowd. Everyone was used to returning empty-handed.

"But, why isn't that bag of dim sum sold?" Gu Mou pointed to the table in the shop and asked, on which was a paper bag with a few pieces of pale yellow pastry on it.

"Oh, this is for my son-in-law's breakfast tomorrow. Regular customers who come to our place know that we have to keep a copy every day, and it's not for sale." The boss smiled, tied up the paper bag skillfully, took He took a sip from his teacup.

"A thousand pieces of gold are not for sale?" Gu Mou repeated, taking out an ingot of snowflake silver.

The boss glanced at it, blew on the tea leaves, and didn't move a bit: "It's not me, the guest officer is not a local, right? You know that my family has traded salt for generations. If you are short of money, why don't you open more stores or raise prices?" It’s just that I like to study pastries on weekdays, if I go back and make my son and daughter-in-law unhappy for a piece of silver, wouldn’t it be a big loss?”

"..." Gu Mou didn't know that he had never lined up for Ye Xunliang at this bakery, and his servants bought it for him.

Suddenly, the tip of his nose seemed to smell a strange and familiar aroma, which was rich and thick, but he couldn't remember it. He stared at the boss's teacup, and couldn't help but ask, "Can you tell me, what kind of tea is this?"

"He's actually a man of knowledge." The boss was a little surprised, and quite proudly said: "Have you ever heard of the red tip in Huaiyin County?"

!

Gu Mou felt a heavy hammer in his heart, and the dusty past was also lifted up. No wonder the fragrance is so familiar, it turned out to be red tip!

The boss didn't notice the change in his expression, he was quite proud, took a sip of tea and continued: "To tell you the truth, this bag of pastries was also sold once. Two months ago, when the stall closed, a girl It was a long time coming, but everything that could be sold in the store was sold out. I also said that the daughter would not sell it, but the girl sneered, took out a bag of things from her pocket and threw it to me. I opened it and sniffed it. Knowing that when I go home today, I will inevitably scold my son and daughter-in-law!"

The red tip has long been lost. After Zhang Tingliu's family had an accident, the people of Huaiyang County gradually understood the ins and outs of the competition. It was also slowly transmitted back to Qi Shiguo who held the competition.

People who are jealous of the evil will burn the purple tip at home, or drink it secretly, but the red tip is expensive for a while.

Gu Mou didn't talk to him any more, he even forgot to take back the money, turned around and left, full of doubts in his heart.

Could it be that the tea pet essence is still alive?