no one knows better than me

Mei Hualan got up quickly and put silver on the table.

But Mei Siji stretched out her hand, pointing to the small bowl of noodle soup with only half a bowl of noodle soup left: "Are you leaving now? They don't even wash the bowl!"

Zhuang Qingliu opened the door and turned to look at her strangely: "Isn't there you?"

"??" Mei Siji turned to her in shock, pointing at herself, "Me?"

Zhuang Qingliu was very shameless: "What else? I don't need a girl who carries peaches today." Then he said, "And what can you do with me? I don't need a lamp to illuminate it."

Mei Siji was so angry that the top of his head was smoking: "..."

Taking advantage of their talking time, Du E flew out of Zhuang Qingliu's wrist by himself, then quickly dragged the bowls on the table and the pots and pans to be washed in the kitchen to the yard, and rolled them around. Row.Immediately, it turned into a high-pressure water pipe, and one end reached into the well in the courtyard, and the other end sizzled and spewed gorgeous water splashes, washing those pots and pans in two or three strokes, and then throwing them away neatly go back.

……

Mei Siji, who quickly witnessed the whole process, was dumbfounded.

Zhuang Qingliu also blinked in surprise: "Do you still have this function?"

Du E wriggled all over wet, and made a lively gesture of begging for praise in front of Zhuang Qingliu's eyes.

Zhuang Qingliu couldn't help touching it with laughter: "Okay, if I sell you again in the future, I will give you an extra value as a dishwasher."

Du Er immediately gave her a splash of water, wrapped his wrists back and sulked again.

Zhuang Qingliu lowered his head and raised his hands to laugh, wiped his face casually, and said, "Let's go."

Several people kept their voices down as much as possible when they came and went, so as not to wake up the master who was already sleeping in the yard.Mei Siji walked out of the village for more than ten feet, still turning her head to look at the light gold on Zhuang Qingliu's wrist from time to time, as if she really wanted to ask what it was, but she couldn't say it.

Because among the monks of the Hundred Families of Immortals, there are many strange weapons, and whips are not uncommon, but most of these whips have their own materials, at most special ones, such as a section of fine willow vine or There is a circle of spiritual black iron, but Zhuang Qingliu's Du'e is different...it seems to be alive.

Mei Sigui also seemed to be very interested suddenly, shrunk into a very small one, slipped into Zhuang Qingliu's sleeve, and kept pecking at her wrist with his beak, causing Du E to poke it, and then again. When you poke it, the movement is very light, as if you are pampering it.

"Okay, babies, you are very happy, but my hand hurts."

Zhuang Qingliu captured Mei Sigui away, turned to Mei Hualan and said, "Why are we walking? Can't we teleport directly?"

Several people stopped when they heard the words, and Mei Hualan turned around and walked directly to a tree.

Zhuang Qingliu immediately asked: "? What are you doing?"

Mei Hualan has already raised her arms: "Paint the door."

Zhuang Qingliu hooked her hand back: "Stop pretending, the tree is a tree, the door is a door, you can draw anything!"

The plum blossom appendix immediately floated up.

Zhuang Qingliu glanced at her, and finally took the initiative to insert five fingers into Mei Hualan's fingers, clasped them slightly, and said: "Let's go directly—don't take them with you, let them control the sword by themselves, just a few sticks of incense thing."

Mei Siji, who was pointed out, was shocked: "Just the two of you to check first?"

"How is it possible," Zhuang Qingliu showed her with the bird in his arms, "and our Sigui baby whose roots are growing red. Who told you not to be a baby?"

Mei Hualan hooked the corners of her lips before Mei Siji was teased into smoke again, and Zhuang Qingliu and Zhuang Qingliu disappeared in place.

Mei Xiaohan seemed to have broken some secret, but he was not angry at all, instead he tapped his fan bone twice with a smile, and lifted his foot first: "Okay, we are really just old mothers who wipe our ass, it's useless, Just go slowly."

After she finished speaking, Zhuang Qingliu and Mei Hualan had already settled down in the late night alleys of Jinchan Town—the cicadas were singing all around, non-stop.Compared with other cicadas, this kind of cicada has a special place. Their wings are stacked with three wings each, and they will show a light thin golden color, so this place is also called Jinchan Town because of this.

Zhuang Qingliu quickly pinched one on the nearby banyan tree, held it up to a small wind lantern at the end of the alley with interest, and looked at it for a while, feeling that the light was golden and very beautiful.

Mei Hualan looked at her, and quickly asked beside her, "Do you like it?"

Zhuang Qingliu let Cicada go, and turned to look at her: "How do you like it?"

Mei Hualan whispered: "I know a kind of cloth made of silk, which is very similar to it under the shining light. If you like it, I will buy it for you."

Zhuang Qingliu never expected that this person is still a "nouveau riche gold aesthetic", the kind who likes something and wears it on his body.

Seeing her subtle expression, Mei Hualan twitched her eyelashes, and asked uncertainly, "...don't like it?"

"You're done soon, stop pretending." Zhuang Qingliu glanced at her quickly, "Talk about the business—you actually found out, right?"

The corners of Mei Hualan's mouth curled up, and she still took her hand back quietly: "I know I can't hide it from you." She pointed to the big courtyard with street lights hanging next to it and the three-story high-rise building, "But I only have a general understanding of two things. , and the last one has not had time to find out yet.”

Zhuang Qingliu's eyes fell on his hands and turned around, and he was led into a building without saying anything: "I didn't have time, I was just busy making vinegar, right?"

The sound of silk and bamboo wrapping around the beams in the tall building in front of her could faintly be heard in her ears, Mei Hualan paused lightly, pretending not to hear the teasing, she entered the door and said: "The girl who had an accident on the first night of marriage is this fairy An actor in the band."

Zhuang Qingliu glanced at her sideways playfully, and said nothing more, then she asked, "Actor?"

"Yes."

Mei Hualan quickly led her to avoid the guards at the door all night, nimbly turning around and into the backyard.This backyard must be the place where the people in Xianlefang live privately on weekdays. It looks very spacious. There are flowers and plants in the yard, and several swings are hung.On the side facing north and south, there is a wing room connected by a door.

With a soft "puff", Mei Hualan raised her hand without hesitation, and used a finger to pierce the paper on the door of a wing room, signaling Zhuang Qingliu to look in from the small hole.

"..." After Zhuang Qingliu gave her a strange and unspeakable look... he quickly looked away, walked closer to the hole, and took a look inside.

Inside is a simple long room. Along the door is an Eight Immortals table with a teapot and porcelain cups on it. Next to the corner of the table is a dark wooden cabinet, a dressing table, a bed... the gauze curtain on the bed At the end, it seems that a woman is sleeping, but her back is facing the door, and her face cannot be seen.

Zhuang Qingliu quickly turned back and asked in a low voice, "What did you want me to watch?"

Mei Hualan also whispered: "That woman inside."

"?" Zhuang Qingliu nodded, "I see, she was sleeping, but her back was facing the door, she didn't see her face, what's wrong?"

Mei Hualan actually said in a regretful tone: "It's nothing, I just want you to see her, she looks--very good-looking."

"...??"

Zhuang Qingliu couldn't believe that these words came from Mei Hualan's mouth, and after a moment of strange turning in his heart, he immediately ran around the small hole: "How beautiful is it?"

Mei Hualan just nodded: "It's very beautiful and stunning. In addition, she is good at singing and dancing, so she is the number one brand in this Xianlefang."

Zhuang Qingliu quickly and subtly glanced at her again, then turned back and took a closer look at the small hole.Although this time she had forgotten how wrong it was for two people to stab other people's window paper in the middle of the night and peek outside, the woman inside was still sleeping on her back, but she couldn't see her face.

"...No. I must see how stunning she is."

Just as Zhuang Qingliu finished speaking, there was a "creak" sound from the courtyard door behind him. At the same time, the shadow of a night watchman with a lamp came in, and it seemed that he was about to come in.

"—shh."

Mei Hualan skillfully pressed Zhuang Qingliu's shoulders, rolled gently along the door, and then slapped her hands back, and the two doors opened and closed silently.

"!"

Zhuang Qingliu looked down and saw that the wooden latch at the door had silently turned into powder at some point, and fell leisurely on the ground.And the person sleeping on the bed in the room seemed to be slightly aware of it, and just turned half of his body lightly... He squeaked again, and fell asleep after a ray of spiritual light flew between his eyebrows.

And at this time, the night watchman outside walked past the door with a lamp without noticing, patrolled around and went out again.

Zhuang Qingliu didn't care about being leaned against the wall by the plum blossom ring, but turned her head immediately, saw the woman's face on the bed, and immediately raised her eyebrows: "It's beautiful, but is it stunning?"

A flash of laughter flashed across Mei Hualan's eyes, and she kissed Zhuang Qingliu's side of the cheek suddenly, and said in a low voice, "It's almost, you look the best."

"??!"

Why on earth did this person not only immediately recover his original nature, but also suddenly become aggressive? !Her restraint?Her courtesy?Where has all her dullness gone? !

Zhuang Qingliu pressed his shoulders with one hand in shock and pushed Mei Hualan three feet away: "What's wrong with you? Have you been caught by a ghost bride?! Who taught you to do it yourself!"

Mei Hualan's eyes were as soft as silk, and she gently took Zhuang Qingliu's hand on her shoulder, and whispered: "Young master, do you think I don't know how to settle accounts? What I did was wrong, so I’ve admitted it, so what about you, don’t you count the wrong things you did? Or do you just say it verbally?”

Zhuang Qingliu: "..." I never expected that there would be such a thing as Qiu Hou's reckoning.

Mei Hualan smiled and squeezed her fingers again: "I know you didn't mean it, so I didn't plan to pay more. Now I have enough money to collect the bill myself, and I won't do this casually in the future."

"..." She accepted it even if she could get some sweetness. What she said was very reasonable? !

Zhuang Qingliu felt bewildered in his heart for a long while, before he glanced at her: "So what happened just now--it must have strangled you to death."

"..."

Mei Hualan couldn't help turning her head to one side, and smiled for a long time.Immediately, he pulled her hand and signaled her to sit down at the table: "Let me briefly tell you about these few things."

Zhuang Qingliu felt that sneaking into the room late at night was not counted, but sitting at someone's table and chatting was really weird, so he turned his head and glanced at the bed.

"Don't worry, she won't wake up."

Zhuang Qingliu: "..." Is she thinking about this?

Mei Hualan said again: "After this event, her body and spirit have not been well these days, so I deliberately didn't want to disturb her any more, so I let her fall asleep."

Zhuang Qingliu quickly accepted this statement, and turned around calmly: "Then tell me."

"Hold on."

Mei Hualan thought for a while, first raised her foot and approached, as if she had mentioned a virtual scene from the memory of the woman on the bed, she watched it silently, then turned back, and said very concisely to Zhuang Qingliu: "This girl is from Xianlefang here. The top card, good voice and dance, good temperament and appearance, so these years have been quite famous, loved by customers from far and near, so I have saved a lot of personal money, and many people want to redeem her body. But she was two years earlier Let’s leave it alone—I don’t need anyone to redeem me, but if I meet someone I like, I will use the dowry I have saved over the years to marry.”

Zhuang Qingliu nodded: "It should be very sincere."

Mei Hualan hummed, and continued: "A few months ago, a young man in white clothes from a foreign country came here by chance. Miss Lefang really redeemed herself and brought all her belongings to marry him."

Zhuang Qingliu knew that the turning point was the end of the previous relationship, and sighed: "And then?"

Then, Mei Hualan cast a void on the snow-white wall, motioned Zhuang Qingliu to look at it and said, "Then—this well-dressed young man is actually a gambler from the next town, because he has a good face and is I have studied for several years, so I do nothing on weekdays to cheat for a living, and I am very fond of drinking. In the past few years, my parents have been pissed off, and I have become increasingly poor and debt-ridden. Because I accidentally heard the girl's statement, I was prepared Laidi used his hands and feet to mortgage a sum of money in the gambling house. First, he rented a small house in Jinchan Town, pretending to buy it, and then decorated himself in front of him. He came here every day, in fact, he was waiting for the girl from Xianlefang to bring something. After they all married him, they stole the money she had saved over the years and disappeared from the world."

Zhuang Qingliu sat at the table and frowned deeply: "That's really... damn it."

On the wall in front of her, the imaginary picture was the picture of this well-dressed young man in white who was surrounded and beaten with sticks because he was drunk and owed money, saying that there was a way to get the money.

With a slight flick of Mei Hualan's sleeves, the picture on the wall changed again - this time it was a very ordinary-looking room, where a man and a woman were talking in a private voice.

Zhuang Qingliu couldn't help raising his eyebrows slightly: "This is?"

Mei Hualan said: "The second one is to take a concubine." As she spoke, she also looked towards the void on the wall, "This middle-aged man is an ordinary head of a household in the town. Shops, more than ten acres of thin land, can be regarded as a wealthy family."

"But because the two are already middle-aged couples, and they are both over [-] years old but have no children, so they have the idea of ​​taking a concubine and having a child. The girl who wants to accept is a maid who has bought it, and it has been three months. pregnant."

Zhuang Qingliu's heart sank, looking at the picture of the middle-aged couple whispering and discussing on the wall, he answered slowly: "—but taking a concubine is false, because middle-aged women don't allow it, and men only want a son. So these two have already conspired to wait for the girl to give birth to a child, then they will either poison her or drive her out."

Mei Hualan nodded, and Zhuang Qingliu squinted her eyes and said, "This really deserves to be damned." There are all kinds of viciousness in people's hearts.

"There is another one, it should be in a similar situation, right?"

Mei Hualan didn't comment much, and really hummed: "The third girl who got married was an only child who escaped from other places a few years ago. Because there is a secret recipe for wine making in the family, the family of three with her parents lived in Jinchan. A straw hut was erected on the outskirts of the town to sell wine. And the man she married was also a young man who sold tea and simple food at the gate of the town."

"Have you had time to find out yet?" Zhuang Qingliu asked.

Mei Hualan nodded: "I just found out - the wine at this girl's house has a unique taste, so it has gained a lot of reputation and fame in the past two years. I just made some money and built a decent house, but on the first day I moved in One night, it was burned down by a big fire, the girl's parents died that night, and she was rescued by a young man selling tea."

Zhuang Qingliu answered immediately: "So both her parents died and she was homeless, and it happened that a young man asked her to marry her, so she married?"

Mei Hualan: "Yes. But the man who sells tea is not young. I just found out that he had fallen in love with the girl who sold wine in his early years and proposed to marry him many times. It's just that the girl's parents thought their daughter was too young for many times. If so, I have been politely declining."

"Then there is almost no need to investigate. There are only two schemes. The ghost bride must have known it clearly in advance."

Mei Hualan just said softly: "Yes."

After Zhuang Qingliu looked away from the wall wearily, he suddenly raised his eyes to look at Mei Hualan, and asked, "The matter is actually very simple and obvious—so you already have a solution, right?"

Mei Hualan nodded: "I just need your help."

Zhuang Qingliu didn't expect that it was true that she needed help. She had just fired the kiln and made the vinegar vat, so she quickly asked, "What do you think?"

Mei Hualan stared at her for a while, then slowly said: "You marry me and lure her out."

Zhuang Qingliu: "..."

"???"