White-haired Demon Lord and Senior Brother

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After meeting Yang Xinsu, the shopkeeper said: "The boss has already set your work tasks, send a letter to tell this cabinet, you sign here, and then start working from tonight." He tapped the paper on the table, and handed over the brush with the other hand.

Yang Xinsu took the brush generously, wrote his name and taboo on the signature on the paper, and then returned the brush.

The shopkeeper only said to Xiao Er: "Take him to the kitchen."

Xiao Er immediately led the way, took Yang Xinsu to the kitchen room on the right corner downstairs, and handed him an apron. After he put on the apron, he led him through the back door of the kitchen room and into the yard, pointing to the messy place on the ground. The dry firewood: "My master told me that within the next fifteen days, you will chop firewood here, and your wages will be calculated according to the amount of firewood you chop."

Yang Xinsu was taken aback: "Huh? Let me chop wood? But I'm not very good at chopping firewood..."

Xiaoer replied: "This is decided by the boss. The boss ordered that Yang Xinsu who is in charge of chopping firewood must take off her makeup and wear ordinary clothes, and the posture of chopping firewood must be half-squatting with splayed legs. Twelve coins."

Yang Xinsu was speechless for a moment, but just when she realized it, she saw Xiaoer standing in front of him with a basin of clear water and a clean towel hanging on her shoulder.

Yang Xinsu still hesitated a bit: "Really...you want me to take off my makeup?"

Xiaoer reminded: "You are already in the working hour, and if you miss the hour, it will be counted as absenteeism."

On the first day of work, in order to keep her wages, Yang Xinsu had to compromise, sighed, then took a deep breath, plunged her face into the bottom of the basin, and when she raised her head, she pulled the towel off Xiaoer's shoulders and covered it with wet His face turned around, and when he took off the towel, he was already handsome without makeup.

Then, without saying a word, he bent down to pick up the ax on the ground, held it in his hand, and erected another thick firewood. He stepped forward with his feet, bent his knees slightly, and raised the ax high. He split the dry wood in one breath, almost into pieces. As slender as chopsticks, after chopping one after another, he felt that the ordinary method of chopping firewood was too slow after chopping twenty, so he had an idea and used the martial arts he had learned to chop firewood. Wiping sweat while walking in the night.

There are very few pedestrians on this road, and there is not even a carriage of the gentry. Yang Xinsu's legs are tired and he can't walk too fast, so he can only move slowly. After wiping the sweat off his face, he looked up and saw there. Standing was a tall young man, whose appearance was half familiar. When he got closer, he could see his face clearly by the light of the lanterns on the side of the road.

"You really came to pick me up..."

Murong Wuyan didn't answer, but his eyes fell on his face, and he asked: "What's wrong with your face?"

Yang Xinsu guessed what he meant, and said helplessly: "I don't want to take off my makeup either... I will enter the palace later, you have to block it for me, don't let acquaintances see my plain makeup, especially Li Zhen!"

Wu Yan only said coldly: "Then you might as well put a paper bag over your head."

Unexpectedly, Yang Xinsu was happy when she heard the words: "It's a good idea!" But seeing Wu Yan's hands were empty, she wondered again: "But where can I get a paper bag?"

Wu Yan only urged coldly: "Go back quickly! Don't delay my time." Turn around and walk quickly.

Yang Xinsu was full of curiosity, and while following him, he asked, "It's so late, everyone should rest, what else is Uncle Wuyan busy with?"

Wu Yan replied lightly: "Why should I tell you?"

Yang Xinsu said generously with a smile: "Since you don't say anything, I don't really care about anything."

Just stepped into the deep palace, there are only few figures of people in the palace moving near or far around, but Yang Xinsu insists on walking behind Wu Yan, and even wants to dodge, like a psychopath.

After walking like this for quite a while, Wu Yan finally couldn't take it anymore and stopped: "Are you finished?"

Yang Xinsu wondered: "Why did you stop suddenly? Keep going."

Wu Yan only said: "You have already entered the palace, you can go back to your residence." Turning around, he walked quickly to the corridor on the right, leaving Yang Xinsu in place.

Yang Xinsu looked at the back of Wu Yan going away, slumped her shoulders slightly, then took off her outer robe, covered it to the top of her head, pulled it a little tighter, covering half of her face, and continued to walk forward while looking around.

On a cloudy day, it’s a bit dull in midsummer, even if the breeze blows slowly, it’s not comfortable enough. Li Zhen is wearing a loose tuanhua silk silk soft silk purple round-neck gown, without a belt, and still feels so hot that the top of his head is about to smoke , Holding a folding fan in hand, sitting on the high step with excellent ventilation, shaking the fan, blowing the wind, in order to enjoy the cool.

Yang Xinsu was just about to report to the shop at the thirteenth intersection of Wuyuefang, and inadvertently saw Li Zhen sitting about five feet on the left in front of him, facing her, turned around in surprise, secretly Fortunately, I was prepared, so I lowered the bamboo hat to cover my eyes and nose, turned my back to Li Zhen, imitated the posture of a crab, and walked forward cautiously, but Li Zhen finally noticed it.

"Yang Xinsu? Hey, Yang Xinsu! What are you doing?"

Hearing this voice, Yang Xinsu couldn't help feeling extremely nervous, and ran forward without saying a word.Since he was seven years old, he never let Li Zhen see his plain face. Instead, he used the high-quality rouge and powder produced by his grandmother's house in Luomeizhuang to embellish his face, and even wore women's dresses to match. Now the owner of the shop requires him to work without makeup , he had to go out with plain makeup and clothes, and met Li Zhen on a narrow road, which made him panic.

He ran for dozens of miles in a flash. Li Zhensheng was afraid of an asthma attack, so he didn't dare to chase him. He just watched him disappear from sight in the blink of an eye, and felt that his behavior today was very strange.

"Is there something wrong with Yang Xinsu today? Wearing such a big hat, still dressed so plainly, and going out so early."

Li Zhen was thinking while talking to himself, the more he thought about it, the more strange he felt, but the time did not allow him to think, he looked at the sky, stopped thinking immediately, walked down the steps, rushed to the garden, and met Li Xuan, this time it was him again Slow Punch Days.

Yang Xinsu rushed to the door of Su's Jiufan shop in the thirteenth section of Miyuefang, took a few breaths while holding on to the large round hollow carved window, and slowly calmed down.Su Zhongming happened to be in the store, and when he turned around, he saw his posture through the carved window, then he walked to the window and opened his lips calmly: "Woke up late? Are you here in time?"

Hearing the familiar voice, Yang Xinsu hurriedly raised her head, met Su Zhongming's gaze, and hurriedly explained: "No...no! I...I met Li Zhen..."

Su Zhongming wondered, "Has Zhen'er bullied you again?"

Yang Xinsu didn't know how to continue explaining, so she lowered her eyes and said, "Nor...not..."

Su Zhongming was suspicious for a while, and said slightly seriously: "Report truthfully!"

Yang Xinsu took off the hat and said, "I came out to work without makeup..."

Su Zhongming immediately understood: "I think you haven't traveled without makeup for many years, this time the regulations are embarrassing for you, but I think it's better to wear makeup than sweat."

Yang Xinsu pleaded: "I can actually be a waiter in the shop!"

Su Zhongming only replied regretfully: "In fact, all the clerks and shopkeepers in Jiufan Shop are retired military generals, so there is no shortage of manpower." Then he confessed: "It was your father's idea to let you come to chop firewood."

The moment Yang Xinsu understood, she was stunned until she stood outside the window.

Su Zhongming glanced at the sundial and urged: "It's open, come in quickly." Turning around, he left the carved window.

Yang Xinsu lowered her head slightly, slumped her shoulders, and walked into the store with a slow pace.

Three quarters of an hour before noon, in the main room of Jinling Pavilion in Qingluan City, several young people began to feel sleepy, stretching and yawning one after another, looking completely listless.

A plain white figure came out from the left ear room, with a fan slanted on his blue belt and a red umbrella in his hand, walking along the corridor to the door of the main house.

The three doors in the same row were all opened to let in the air and enjoy the cool air. Huang Yan deliberately stopped outside the door closest to him, and glanced inside the room, just in time to see Cen Xiaowu lazily yawning. , he became stricter, and using magic, he slapped the air in the air, and Cen Xiaowu in the room was immediately sent flying by an invisible slap, and hit the table next door, so scared that Miao Jiahu who was sitting at the table stood up suddenly. stand up.

The soft sound of the armchair reached the ears of every young man. Everyone followed the prestige and looked over. After seeing such a situation, they guessed the reason, and all of them stood up in trepidation, not daring to look outside the door.

Huang Yan's voice came from outside the door: "Are you all sleepy?"

The young people in the room quickly and unanimously shook their heads lightly, and replied: "No...no..."

Huang Yan said again: "Let Ben Daqing see your lazy and indecent behavior, and Ben Daqing will let you experience a whole day of coolness while doing business."

Xuan Hengzhi didn't quite understand the meaning of the second half of the sentence, so he hurriedly asked: "Your Majesty, what do you mean by 'being cool all day long'? Wouldn't it mean that we are punished for not wearing any pants..."

As soon as the words fell, the other youths in the room immediately turned blue and trembled even more.

Huang Yan responded: "There is a list of model workers in Qingluan City, and every room and every place is competing for this. I don't want anyone to hold back Jinling Pavilion. Whoever wants to hold back, I will let He works with a basin of cold water!"

The young people couldn't help touching the top of their heads, knowing that the top of their heads was round and rumbling, and they couldn't hold a basin full of cold water, so they immediately assured: "Don't worry, my lord! Labor is the most glorious! We are full of energy and can beat Two cows!"

Huang Yan ordered: "The manuscript will be delivered in an hour." Then he turned and walked out of the corridor, opened the umbrella in his hand, walked through the courtyard with the umbrella, opened the courtyard door and went out, leaving behind the miserable screams in the main room Voice.

Zhu Yanfeng took the umbrella from Huang Yan's hand and held it for him. The two walked forward side by side. Zhu Yanfeng opened his lips: "Just now there was a scream from the Jinling Pavilion, what happened?"

Huang Yan replied lightly: "It's just a psychopath screaming."

Zhu Yanfeng understood it, so he didn't ask any more questions, only talked about other topics, and asked, "Where are you going?"

Huang Yan replied: "It's so hot in Qingluan City now, why not go to the beach for a walk."

Zhu Yanfeng nodded without objection.

In the east of Jinfeng Island, the sea breeze is fierce, and the waves on the sea are violently beating the reefs exposed on the sea surface and the cliffs in the east of Jinfeng Island. The strong sea breeze was blowing in front of them, constantly blowing their clothes and hair strands.

Zhu Yanfeng suddenly said: "In Qingluan City, there were always many tasks waiting for us. Now that I am back in Qingluan City, I am the most idle person in Qingluan City."

Huang Yan replied: "I think it's pretty good. When you're bored, you can play chess with Master, or relax with me. If you think it's too leisurely, you can travel with me to other places for a few days."

Zhu Yanfeng looked at him sideways, and there were some things that he just wanted to keep in his heart, so he just said: "I haven't found any clues to solve the strange series of cases right now, so if I go on a trip rashly, I'm afraid it will delay Yan'er's mission."

Huang Yan said helplessly: "That's true. Whenever there is a new case, there will be a new task. If you fail to keep up, the worst result will be nothing more than scolding."

Zhu Yanfeng saw the regret on his face, and comforted him: "The days will be long, and the truth of the murder case will always come to light."

Huang Yan snorted softly, and then mocked lightly: "When I was a fool, I never thought that it would be so difficult to investigate such a serial case as a white Taoist. It took less than half a year to investigate the case." There must be results."

Zhu Yanfeng smiled wryly and said: "There are hidden stakes, so it's easier to investigate the case, but the current case... the dragon never sees the end, and the strangest thing is that every new case happened in the middle of the night, as if it was arranged same."

Huang Yan couldn't help rubbing his temples lightly, and replied: "You brought up a big problem that has caused me a headache for several years. I don't want to talk about murders now, I just want to take a walk and enjoy the cool air."

Zhu Yanfeng looked around, then pointed to a certain place, and suggested: "There seems to be a good scenery over there, go there and have a look?"

Huang Yan took a step forward, walked for a while, and suddenly clasped his hands into a xun-shaped hand flute, and played it leisurely while walking. The sound of the song and the sound of the waves not only did not exclude each other, but the sound of the waves became the accompaniment of the sound, making it even more exciting. The sound of the song is desolate and vast.

Zhu Yanfeng quietly walked beside him, holding an umbrella for him, turning his head to look at his peaceful and beautiful expression playing the flute from time to time, and listening to his music with both ears, like a sweet spring flowing Into my heart, the mood is also comfortable.

The author says:

For Seiichi Kyota, piano with bamboo flute or shakuhachi?

In short, I think this song is very fairy and white moonlight, it is very suitable for Huang Yan~