no one knows better than me

Zhuang Qingliu said: "Go to the street and grab a bag of money."

Plum Blossom Lane: "..."

Zhuang Qingliu said deliberately again: "Take a knife and put it on the shopkeeper's neck, and ask him to return the sword?"

Plum Blossom Lane: "..."

"Okay, it's my panacea." Zhuang Qingliu looked at the direction down the mountain without paying much attention, and said, "You know that my family is different from people. The panacea doesn't need to be put in the body, it can be taken out. I When I was reading in Zangshu Pavilion, I tried it casually, and it was unintentionally successful, so I kept it secretly during this time, thinking about it, and threw it away."

Mei Hualan kept moving her eyelashes and looked down at her.

"I originally wanted to give it to you as a token, so that you can feel at ease." Zhuang Qingliu picked her up, "But there was no money for it that day, so I pawned it."

"..." Mei Hualan probably couldn't describe the feeling in her heart for a moment, and she didn't say a word.

Zhuang Qingliu looked up at the sky and said, "Okay, get out of the way, it's time to go to bed in the middle of the night." As he said that, he lifted his feet and was about to leave.

Mei Hualan suddenly reached out to grab her, and immediately flew up, leaving the barrier of the Immortal Mansion at high speed in the night, leading the people all the way down the mountain.

The cold fog and fierce wind floating on the mountainside kept whistling past his ears, making his face hurt.Mei Hualan just covered Zhuang Qingliu's face tightly with her sleeves, watching the boundless night without moving.

Soon, the two landed on a bridge at the entrance of a back alley.Zhuang Qingliu turned his head and glanced at the small yard that Duan Bin bought instead of renting. The lights were still on, so he must not be asleep yet, so he thought just right.

Mei Hualan let go of her hand, stretched out her hand again, and squeezed her wrist.

Zhuang Qingliu was taken aback by her, and she couldn't help but look up at Qianyue: "Will you let me go?"

Mei Hualan was silent for a while behind her: "...I want to ask, what did the female ghost show you when you were in the illusion?"

Zhuang Qingliu turned to look at her with deep meaning: "I saw how you didn't mean what you said."

Mei Hualan stared at her for a moment: "What?"

"Si Guiya." Zhuang Qingliu briefly summed up three words, and then left in no hurry, leaning against the tree, looking at the moon shadow on the ground as if thinking about something.

Mei Hualan looked back and forth into her eyes again: "What are you thinking?"

"Think about one thing."

Zhuang Qingliu glanced at him, supported the willow vine hanging by his hand, and shook it casually: "Someone has been repeating the story of you killing me with a sword - he actually wanted to lure me away from your side."

Mei Hualan's eyes moved deeply.

"First, he must have wanted me to leave your side from the moment he was at the sparkling lake. Second, it means that he knows the secret behind the fact that you killed me, so he can only use the opportunity of the illusion to secretly alone provocateurously."

The situation in Mei Hualan's eyes was changing, as if she was recalling something almost indistinctly.

Zhuang Qingliu felt bored, and didn't want to talk about this topic, so she stood up from the willow tree, flicked Mei Hualan's forehead, and pointed at her: "So I won't leave your side—you now Just wait here for me, don't eavesdrop."

"..."

Duan Bin's courtyard door in the deep alley was pushed open and closed quickly, and Mei Hualan really stood obediently on the spot and did not move.

Zhuang Qingliu closed the crack of the door, smiled slightly at her looking over, then turned around and walked into the front lobby.Before people could step inside, they were staggered by the strong stewed smell.

Duan Bin was not only pouring soup into bags expressionlessly in front of the two big pots of stew, but there were actually two long queues outside the gate.

Zhuang Qingliu glanced out very curiously, then picked a pig's trotter that barely had an appetite in the pot, and tasted it.

Duan Bin seemed very calm about her sudden appearance and disappearance, but put down his spoon and chopsticks and said, "You're back."

"Yeah." Zhuang Qingliu only took a bite of the pig's trotters, then glanced meaningfully at the people queuing up outside, and lowered his voice, "How can you sell lo mei and hire people to line up, and you can hire them, anyway. It’s almost midnight, what’s the point of hiring someone to perform there? Will ghosts come to buy it?”

Duan Bin took out a string of money from behind the counter, and said in a calm voice, "Because it's expensive to hire people during meals, but there are many people who are free at night, and the price is cheap."

As he said that, he took out a string of money and walked out the door, distributed two copper coins to each of those people in twos and twos, and hung up the sign of closure when he came back.

Zhuang Qingliu: "..." Society is so realistic.

Duan Bin casually covered the two large pots of stewed pot with a lid, then dragged out a chair and put it next to Zhuang Qingliu: "Go on, what do you want me to do?"

"Hearing your tone, how come you look like a machine without emotion."

Zhuang Qingliu saw that his chair was dragged from the cauldron, so he paused before sitting down, lowered his head and touched the chair, and finally touched a lot of oil. Walking around the house casually: "I think the most important thing is to become the richest man in the world."

"..." Duan Bin's almost pure black eyes stared at her motionlessly.

"What's the matter? Why did you look surprised?" Zhuang Qingliu wandered around the house, released the Du'e ring for a circle, and then turned back and said sincerely, "Well, if you don't have money, everything is sad, if you have money, everything is sad. Money solves at least nine-tenths of the things in this world, it's true, don't you think?"

Duan Bin thought for a while, nodded: "Yes."

"You don't think that's the way it is, that's the 'yes'; it's that I say that, you're the 'yes', right?" Zhuang Qingliu couldn't help laughing again, pulled out an account book from the counter, and flipped to the blank one. After one page, he beckoned, "Come here."

Duan Bin approached quickly, bowed his head and listened to her: "The reason why you paid for it during this time is purely because you didn't choose the right place. Next, just listen to me and go to these two places."

"Shangzi and Lingbi?" Duan Bin looked at the four crooked words on the paper, recognized them in silence for a long time before raising his eyes uncertainly.

"The land of Shangzi is rich and fertile, and it is one of the most affluent places in the world. Naturally, it is most suitable for opening a business. In Lingbi, food and shops are extremely scarce. If you open a store there, the business will naturally not be bad." Zhuang Qingliu gave him an analysis with a pen between his fingers, "And after you have your first pot of gold, you can start a business of reselling between the world - because I roughly found that most of the Xianmen Baijia still rely on mountains to eat mountains, rely on water to eat water, and come and go. The business transactions are almost stagnant, and this is a great opportunity to make a fortune."

Duan Bin was silent for a moment, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he just nodded: "I see."

Zhuang Qingliu smiled deliberately: "Then what are you going to sell separately? Or stewed?"

Duan Bin: "..."

Zhuang Qingliu bowed his head and wrote a few lines: "Sell these. I will give you a sum of money first, and rent a few more shops. Remember to rent them together and correspond to each other, but hire someone to separate the accounts."

The original candle was almost burnt out, so Duan Bin bought another one, and after the two chatted on the counter for a while, Duan Bin put away a stack of papers and asked, "Then here, return it? "

Zhuang Qingliu waved his hand: "What do you get back after buying it? Hire two people and continue to sell it casually."

Duan Bin was a little surprised and said silently: "It will be paid."

"That's why you sell this unpalatable lo-mei." Zhuang Qingliu seemed to be on a whim, and was lowering his head to draw a patterned bastard on the paper. After thinking about it, "Meizhou is cold, and the people love spicy food. I will turn around and tinker with it." Come on, develop a formula, and sell spicy sticks."

Duan Bin immediately asked in a flat and vertical tone: "What is a spicy bar?"

Zhuang Qingliu looked up, then lowered his head, as if looking at his dark eyes, and ordered two black bean eyes for Wang Ba: "Latiao is a mysterious delicacy that you have never seen before, and it will probably appear in this world soon. Popular, you will know when the time comes."

When she finished speaking this time, there seemed to be an inaudible soft "click" on the courtyard wall outside the slanted window frame, and then two sycamore leaves swirled and fell slowly to the ground.

It was only then that Zhuang Qingliu's pen tip suddenly stopped, and he immediately raised his eyes, looked meaningfully at the direction of the courtyard wall that made a slight sound, and chuckled, then put away his expression and gaze, and suddenly called out slowly and restrainedly. He said: "Duan Bin."

Duan Bin, who was already packing his bag neatly, immediately turned to look at her as he tied the knot.

Zhuang Qingliu silently turned over the paper in his hand, raised his finger with a slightly deep gaze, and put it on his mouth.

This meant not to make a sound. Duan Bin quickly lowered his eyes in amazement, and looked at the paper in her hand, only to see a line of words written on it: "Go find three people."

At the same time, Mei Hualan, who had just silently listened to Zhuang Qingliu's "I want to start making money by myself", left the courtyard wall of Duan Bin's courtyard and went to a pawn shop across the front street.

To be honest, this pawnshop is also owned by the Mei family, so when Zhuang Qingliu came over that day, in fact, Duan Bin would redeem that sword for her no matter what he brought out, even if it was just writing an IOU inexplicably.

But she never expected that she would take out her own panacea, which was actually an amber bead with an extremely soft and flowing color.

Mei Hualan stood in front of the pawnshop counter for a long time, looked down at the bead for a long time, and suddenly recalled the illusory environment of that day from the memory of a clerk.

As soon as the Void Realm started, Zhuang Qingliu walked in and said straight to the point: "I want to redeem a shining spirit sword."

Probably swords are often used, but spirit swords are very rare. After all, even casual cultivators from the immortal sect can easily make money through their own abilities, and they will not be so poor that they become swordsmen.So the clerk quickly took Duan Bin's spirit sword out of the back cabinet: "Is it this one?"

"Correct."

The clerk quickly said: "This is the spirit sword of a silver-faced fairy in the opposite shop. He said that it was only used as a cash flow, and he will redeem it when he has money. Are you helping him redeem the sword?"

Zhuang Qingliu seemed to be in a normal mood, nodded casually, didn't say anything, just unfolded Duan Bin's note from that day and handed it to him.

The clerk quickly flipped through the files and compared them, and respectfully said: "This sword is not cheap. Including our small profit, it will cost 22 gold to redeem it."

But Zhuang Qingliu obviously didn't seem to be carrying 22 gold, so the clerk just told her politely, but she suddenly stretched out her hand, holding an amber bead that the clerk had never seen before. beauty.

"This is a spirit pearl naturally formed by the aura of heaven and earth. Its value is difficult to measure. But there are many benefits. Just keeping it in the room will prolong your life by more than 50 years. It must be enough to redeem this sword." Zhuang Qingliu said in a low voice. road.

After all, it was the shop of the Mei family, the clerk immediately stood up straight, hesitantly said without touching it: "It turned out to be... but we dare not take this kind of thing lightly..."

Zhuang Qingliu shook his head, looked down at the amber bead, and said softly: "This is the same as a sword, it's just a turnover, please keep it for me first, I'll get it back later... give it to someone I like."

Seeing this, Mei Hualan was suddenly so sad that she couldn't add any more, she leaned on the counter and buried her head deeply, closing her eyes for a while.

At this moment, Zhuang Qingliu raised her eyelashes under the lights, stared at Duan Bin, and asked silently in her eyes: Do you remember?

Duan Bin also nodded silently with a solemn expression - remember.

Zhuang Qingliu quickly rolled up more than a dozen sheets of ledger papers with writing on them, each of which was touched by the flames jumping from the top of the candle, and burned carefully.

"There is one last thing." Zhuang Qingliu said.

Duan Bin immediately looked at her silently, but probably this matter did not need to be kept secret, so Zhuang Qingliu just looked down at the account paper that had been burnt to black ashes, and asked aloud, "Can you find someone from the Xuechuanbian family?"

"Xuechuanbian?" Duan Bin replied quickly, "Yes." He just glanced up and down Zhuang Qingliu with slight hesitation, and asked, "What do you want them for?"

"Looking for a doctor is naturally asking about a disease." Zhuang Qingliu picked him up, and suddenly used the account book as a fan, fanning the black dust on Duan Bin's face, "Beauties are charged, young Duan Xianchang, don't look around .”

"..." Duan Bin quickly looked away, as if it was not easy to ask her if she had any illnesses and she wanted to find someone from Bian's family.So I just bowed my head and untied the burden without saying a word, took out two sticks of strangely colored incense from a Qiankun bag, and handed them to Zhuang Qingliu, "If you want to find Bian's family, you can just burn the incense. Wait patiently after burning the incense, and there will be a distance." The nearest Bian’s family will find it automatically, and the time is uncertain.”

As he spoke, he rummaged through the baggage a few times, and took out a blueprint and a bronze compass: "Besides, Xue Chuanbian's Immortal Mansion is hidden in this place, if you want to find it, just follow the compass all the way. The trap needs to be carefully avoided."

Zhuang Qingliu couldn't help lowering his head, looked through a few things with interest, and quickly put them away: "That's right. I have no enmity with this Xuechuanbian family, right?"

Speaking of this topic, Duan Bin's thick brows seemed to wrinkle: "No. Not everyone in the world has enmity with you, but the Xuechuanbian family has received your kindness."

Is that so?

That would be great.Zhuang Qingliu quickly thought about coming out from behind the counter in satisfaction: "Then I'm leaving. You hire two people to look after the shop, and then leave at any time, don't worry."

As he spoke, he raised his hand to cover the sharp pain caused by the thin and densely flowing silk threads on his body, and walked out of the backyard around the corner——as soon as the door was pushed open, Mei Hualan stood quietly under a desolate tile eaves far away. look at her.

Zhuang Qingliu's eyelashes flickered unconsciously, and after wiping her shoulders twice, she put down her hands as if nothing had happened, walked across the courtyard, and looked up and down Mei Hualan's expression: "What's wrong?"

Mei Hualan probably focused all her attention on the amber bead in the pawnshop. At this moment, she looked at Zhuang Qingliu with an indescribable expression, the corners of her mouth moved, but she didn't say a word.

Zhuang Qingliu soon felt relieved, and just glanced at her subtly: "Then what should I do, I don't have any money right now. If I use your money to redeem it and give it to you, what's the matter?" ?”

Mei Hualan suddenly took a step forward and hugged her, her head drooping on her shoulder, as if she was about to cry again speechlessly.It took a long time before he said in a hoarse voice, "That's mine."

"...Why is it yours? I haven't given it to you yet."

The plum blossom circle just repeated: "It's mine."

Zhuang Qingliu was amused, and raised her hand to pat her on the head: "Okay, it's yours, and I'll get rich and save money to redeem it—now hurry up and go back to sleep, don't even look at the weather , I'm sleepy!"

Mei Hualan probably felt so mixed in her heart that she had nothing to say, so she quickly hugged her up and hurried back to the courtyard in the Immortal Mansion.

Although I haven't been back for a while, it is indeed very late, and Zhuang Qingliu's biological clock is really sleepy, so he quickly jumped into the hot spring pool to wash up and go to sleep.

Then I don't know how long later, Zhuang Qingliu woke up in the middle of the night wanting to drink water... and found that Mei Hualan was lying on the side of the bed, holding her hand with both hands, and was putting her face on her palm, as if I was wronged without saying a word.

This man is still like this.

Zhuang Qingliu couldn't help feeling that she was a little cute. She quietly opened her eyes and stared at the pillow for a long time, then blinked and said in a hoarse voice, "I want to drink water."

Mei Hualan quickly raised her head, looked at her face in the night, got up and poured a glass of water from the table.

Zhuang Qingliu lazily poked out the edge of the bed and drank: "One more drink."

Mei Hualan then brought over the entire warm teapot.

Zhuang Qingliu chuckled briefly, put the cup aside after drinking, "Okay, why are you sneaking on my bed in the middle of the night, go to sleep."

Although she couldn't see her expression clearly, after Mei Hualan silently lifted Zhuang Qingliu's quilt in the dark night, she lay down on the side of the bed again, and put her face into her palm.In just one silent movement, there was a [-]-point grievance and sadness.

"..." Zhuang Qingliu was funny and felt that she was really indescribably cute like this, so she couldn't help moving her fingers, caressing her cheek, and asked on the pillow, "What's the matter? I don't think my long couch is not good enough. Good sleep, is it alright if you want to stay here until dawn?"

Mei Hualan didn't know what she had been thinking about quietly all by herself in the middle of the night, and when she opened her mouth, she bleated out of character, and said in a hoarse voice, "It's my fault."

Zhuang Qingliu: "..."

Mei Hualan's voice rustled: "It was me who treated you like that in those few days."

Zhuang Qingliu's original drowsiness of returning home was all gone by her, and she blinked funnyly and asked: "Do you really feel bad about yourself. Or is it bad if you know that the things I want to give you are exchanged for money?"

Mei Hualan's face resting in her palm turned slowly, and it seemed as if water was about to fill the gap between her five fingers.

Zhuang Qingliu hastily turned his other hand softly, and patted her head like a small animal: "Okay, okay. If you don't want to sleep on the long couch, come up and sleep with me."

After speaking, he pinched her face lightly, and moved slightly into the bed.

Although I don't know if it's another routine, but Mei Hualan did turn over quickly and got on the bed, and after hugging Zhuang Qingliu gently in her arms, she looked much better when she was about to bleat.

I have never seen such a person who can cry with regret.

Zhuang Qing sighed with emotion, and soon closed her eyes automatically in Mei Hualan's arms, and fell asleep more soundly and soundly, and she didn't know whether she fell asleep or not.

I only know that one night passed, and when the sky was just turning gray... I opened my eyes again and met a pair of clear and obedient eyes.

Zhuang Qingliu reacted in a mess for a while, inexplicably thinking that Mei Sigui should be back today, and asked the person in front of him: "Did you fall asleep?"

"……Um."

After Mei Hualan finished, she seemed to have glanced at the sky outside the window, then turned her eyes back, and looked at Zhuang Qingliu who was still nestled in her arms, hesitating to speak.

Zhuang Qingliu didn't move at all once, and seemed to want to close his eyes and sleep again, asking: "What's the matter? What do you want to say? Say it."

So, just as she closed her eyes, she heard Mei Hualan whisper: "It's dawn."

Zhuang Qingliu: "...?"

What's wrong with dawn?Besides, it shouldn't be fully lit yet.

Mei Hualan's voice became softer unconsciously, and she almost stuck to Zhuang Qingliu's ear and said, "It's dawn, why don't you get up early to make money?"