Nobody knows I'm a fairy

Every weekend, Qibaozhai's customer flow will increase day by day, because every two days, Zhu Xinghuo will report to the store on time, and then pay the bills for customers, clean up, and urge the boss to work.

After sending off the two seniors with a happy face, Zhu Xinghuo turned his head and snatched "The Prince's Runaway Concubine" from Shen Muzhi's hand fiercely, saying: "Boss, you should also work, don't squat there reading novels."

Shen Muzhi was aggrieved: "You're still so fierce after I've been kidnapped."

Zhu Xinghuo said indifferently: "That was all two months ago." In the past two months, except when Wei Nanjue came over, Shen Muzhi either ate or slept, and he was tired of watching.

Thinking of Wei Nanjue, Zhu Xinghuo suddenly asked: "By the way, it seems that Mr. Wei hasn't seen him for a while, so he was also kidnapped, right?"

There was a reason why he asked this question, because after Mu Jianben's incident, Wei Nanjue came to Qibaozhai to check in almost every day during that time.As soon as he came, Shen Mozhi would take the old book and go into the back room with him, shutting it down for the whole afternoon, without knowing what he was doing.But during this time, Wei Nanjue suddenly disappeared, as if the world had evaporated.

After hearing this, Shen Muzhi realized that it was indeed a long time since he had contacted Wei Nanjue.Some time ago, the two had been researching the murderous book they got from Mu Jianben's house. They wanted to find out who wrote the book, but after a lot of reading and comparing, the two found nothing.Since then, the frequency of Wei Nanjue's visits to Qibaozhai has decreased, but the two occasionally have a chat through WeChat.

He opened WeChat and saw that the last chat between him and Wei Nanjue was still half a month ago.With the accumulated revolutionary friendship, I sent him a message.

【Ah Lonely: If you are kidnapped, just blink. 】

Unexpectedly, Wei Nanjue returned quickly.

[Wei Nanjue: What's the matter? 】

【Ah Lonely: You haven't wandered around in front of me recently, so I thought you were missing. 】

[Wei Nanjue: I am in Wuling Mountain. 】

Wuling Mountain?Shen Muzhi rummaged through the few information in Moments, and finally found a selfie that Shen Lingxiao posted two weeks ago, which was located at Wuling Mountain.

【Ah Lonely: Are you with Shen Lingxiao? 】

Wei Nanjue seemed to be thinking about how to reply. Shen Muzhi saw the prompt "The other party is typing..." appearing on the top of the dialog box several times. After about 15 minutes, Wei Nanjue's message finally came.

[Wei Nanjue: Let's go to study, Dongfang Zhan is also here. 】

【Ah lonesome: Oh. 】

【Wei Nanjue: Didn't do anything, just meditate.What are you up to now? 】

After the new rain in the empty mountain, the Wuling Mountain is ethereal and dreamy. In a small pavilion in the bamboo forest stands a tall man in a long black coat. He holds his mobile phone and looks at the screen every few minutes.

At this time, a young man with a face like a crown jade and an outstanding figure walked up the bluestone path behind him. He held an oil-paper umbrella in his hand, like a pair of ink paintings with brilliant hands in the light rain.

The young man asked, "Brother Nanjue, what are you doing?"

Wei Nanjue turned his head, and when he saw it, the lines on his face suddenly softened a lot: "Ling Xiao, your illness is recovering, why did you come out in the rain?"

Shen Lingxiao said with a smile: "I just have a small cold, why are you and brother Zhan like my mother, making a fuss."

Shen Lingxiao smiled, like a little sun radiating warmth, full of vigor and sunshine.Compared with him, Shen Muzhi is three points cold and seven points cunning, like a weird fox, which makes people helpless.

Wei Nanjue looked at the phone again, half an hour had passed, and before Shen Muzhi replied, he turned off the phone in a fit of anger, and left the pavilion with Shen Lingxiao.

In Qibaozhai, Shen Muzhi didn't refuse to return on purpose, but a big client came to him.The so-called big customers are naturally not the little girls who come to the bookstore to buy books, but the unlucky ones who come here from the forums of City A.

The unlucky guy in front of Shen Muzhi is called Bu Xiao. He found Shen Muzhi on the forum a few days ago, and told him that he was entangled in dirty things. .Zhu Xinghuo sees that Qian's eyes are open, and quickly invites him to Qibaozhai. No matter whether it can be solved or not, we will see each other first.

Bu Xiao is over forty years old, he has been in the society for many years, he has seen everything, recently he ran into evil and he is a life-saving person.Later, he heard about the big event on the forum in City A, and after many twists and turns, he found Shen Muzhi.

He entered Qibaozhai with the mentality of treating a dead horse as a living horse doctor. Passing by the high-hanging bronze mirror, he was surrounded by tea, warmed by the incense, and felt a sense of peace of mind.Seeing Shen Muzhi holding the purple sand cup again, a few strands of blue hair scattered on his shoulders, his brows and eyes slightly closed, exuding a fairy air, so the hope in his heart grew a little more.

"Master Sanshui."

"Don't dare to take it, please sit down."

Bu Xiao sat on the chair in a dignified manner, secretly looking at Shen Muzhi, while Shen Muzhi stared at his face with a smile on his lips, which made him feel hairy.

He asked nervously: "Master Sanshui, is there something on my face?"

Shen Muzhi waved his hand: "It's just that you have dark circles under your eyes, you should pay more attention to maintenance in middle age, if you have nothing to do, buy some eye cream."

Bu Xiao was stunned, and held back what he was about to say.

Shen Muzhi said again: "Just kidding. Tell me about you."

Bu Xiao said: "Master, I have been entangled with dirty things recently, and I always feel that someone is following me, and I will see some... white shadows at night."

Shen Muzhi asked: "What Mr. Bu sees is real or phantom?"

Bu Xiao hesitated for a while and said, "Phantom...is just a shadow."

Shen Muzhi asked again: "Acquaintance?"

Bu Xiao quickly shook his head: "No, no, I don't know you."

Shen Muzhi said: "What is Mr. Bu's occupation?"

Bu Xiao said: "Lengshui produces business, what's the matter?"

Shen Muzhi nodded and said: "As expected, you are just an occupational disease and physically weak. I have just checked carefully, and the yang energy in your body has not diminished. It is not because of ghosts that harm you."

Bu Xiao slapped the table with a slap, and said excitedly: "Impossible! I obviously saw him..." At this point, he stopped his voice suddenly.

Shen Muzhi leaned forward a little, and asked, "Could it be that Mr. Bu has something to hide?"

Bu Xiao sat back and said, "No, no."

Shen Muzhi made a sign to see off the guests and said: "That's good, don't do bad things during the day, and don't be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door in the middle of the night. Mr. Bu, please come back, I have other guests here."

Bu Xiao stood up helplessly, walked to the door without stopping, and suddenly turned to Shen Muzhi and said, "Master Sanshui, is there really nothing wrong with me?"

Shen Muzhi said impatiently: "If you have a problem, can I not earn the money that is brought to my lips?"

Bu Xiao took out his mobile phone slowly: "Why don't we add a WeChat account, I feel a little flustered."

Shen Muzhi: "..."

In the evening, Shen Muzhi was lying on the bed and reading a novel with his mobile phone. Suddenly the phone vibrated. He frowned and opened WeChat, only to see a cold message lying on the list.

[Wei Nanjue: Why didn't you answer me? 】

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