Young man, rich and easy to talk

In the next few days, Wen Muyun acted as if he didn't know anything at all, and continued to dispense medicines for Yuanle Shizhen twice a day, without mentioning anything about Liuhua.

In his opinion, Liuhua was nothing more than when he went out to fool around, and he pulled Tang Wuming as a support for a moment of mischievousness. The so-called enemy should be resolved rather than knotted. Since everyone is familiar with each other, there is no need to make a big deal out of it. .

He knew that Liu Hua couldn't stop for a moment, he had a playful temper with revenge and complaints.

It's better to wait for a few days for everyone to settle down, and then drag the incarnate demon king over to apologize to Tang Wuming, and this matter will be over.

I thought so, but Wen Muyun was a little guilty after all. Knowing the ins and outs, he also understood why Tang Wuming suddenly tugged on his sleeve that day and asked him what kind of rouge and gouache he used.

He has never touched that girlish thing, but he had just escaped from Liuhua's nose that day, and he didn't have time to change his clothes, probably because he was contaminated by the fragrance of that person's body powder.

Wen Muyun carried the medicine box and walked on the small road in front of the Mo Pavilion, raised his sleeves and put it under his nose to smell it carefully - it seemed that there was no smell at all, could it be that he was not sensitive to the scent after staying with Liuhua for a long time?

It seems that all the clothes have to be washed again and steamed with aromatherapy.

Suddenly a person passed by the door of Moge, Wen Muyun stared at it, and saw that it was Tang Wuming holding a small basket, walking on tiptoe to the gate of the courtyard, poking his head to see that there were only hidden guards in the courtyard without Yuan Le and two people. He made a gesture of silence with them, quietly put the small basket on the stone table in the courtyard, and then quietly walked away.

When I went out, I saw him not far away, nodded slightly to express my regret, and ran over the wall with light kung fu, for fear that I would be discovered if I walked too slowly.

Wen Muyun looked puzzled, but when he walked into the courtyard and saw the things in the basket on the table, he immediately felt guilty, and scolded that gluttonous and lazy Liu Hua who was causing trouble everywhere, if he hadn't run out and caused trouble Well, the two brothers and sisters are still harmonious and close.

As soon as the medicine box was put down, Yuan Le came out of the room stretching.

Walking up and seeing the food in the basket, he looked at Wen Muyun again, with a lot of smiles on his face, eating the snack with one hand, thanking him vaguely, "Thank you doctor...that scoundrel didn't give me anything to eat last night , I'm starving to death!"

"..." Wen Muyun watched him gobble it up, and wanted to say that it was from your senior brother, but was afraid that he would not eat it, so he had no choice but to keep the words in his stomach.

Silently wait for him to finish eating, and then give him acupuncture treatment.

After getting dressed, Qin Feng came out and saw Yuan Le nibbling on a snack, and rushed over to grab it, "You don't want this tooth anymore!"

"My household... I will lose my nest!" (I don't, I want to eat)

"Forget it," Wen Muyun sighed, and stopped Qin Feng, "This snack should be low in sugar, so it's okay to eat less."

Now that the doctor said so, Qin Feng gave up, chanted a few words and went back to the house to pour tea for him.

****

Qin Feng and Wen Muyun are taking care of Yuan Le, so there is no need for him as an extra burden.

Tang Wuming made the calculations, and it was already the day to make an appointment with someone, so he immediately took a boat to Qiongzhou City, and went to the blacksmith shop where he paid the deposit last time.

Although it was a bit early, and some shops on the street hadn't opened yet, this old blacksmith was famous for his work done early in the morning and late at night, and he had spent most of his life in cast iron furnaces, and his reputation was first-class.

But when Tang Wuming walked to the door of the shop, he felt something was wrong.

Not only did he not hear the tinkling sound of iron, but even the door of the shop was half-closed, half-open, as if an opening had been intentionally left for him to enter.

Walking in the rivers and lakes, who can have no hatred, but who can have hatred with an ordinary old blacksmith?Tang Wuming hesitated for a moment. Isn't it too inhuman not to help when he sees this, but if there are some villains inside that he can't beat, wouldn't he also fall into it.

Tang Wuming was thinking, when a panicked cry came from inside the room——

"I...I don't know!" It was the young apprentice, "This blueprint was left by a boss a few days ago, and we can't ask where he went..."

drawing?Tang Wuming frowned, shouldn't he be talking about his blueprint?

Immediately afterwards, there was a loud noise, knocking over some kind of shelf, accompanied by the apprentice's low "Ouch" cry of pain, a few footsteps, and the apprentice was about to cry, "Don't hurt my master, he can't hear you!" Stuff, I don’t know anything at all!”

"You, if you want the blueprints, you can take them, and I'll give you the finished products!" The apprentice said frightenedly, "We are just blacksmiths, and we really don't know any hero surnamed Tang! The boss may come soon... Oh, don't hit my master!"

"..." Tang Wuming is really sure that the villain inside is looking for him.

As for who it is... You'll know when you go in, although you can make a good guess.

Tang Wuming walked into the shop resignedly, and just as he got used to the darkness inside, he saw an old man and a young man lying on the ground, the old man was tied up with a rope, and the young man was huddled in the corner of the wall, not daring to move.

There were swords, guns and iron blades everywhere in the room, and the rampaging villain faced him sideways. He was covered with the same iron, covered his body in black clothes, and had a long whip wrapped around his waist. He was condescendingly staring at the innocent old man on the ground.

"...He is really deaf, you can't find anything if you ask." Tang Wuming said aloud.

The apprentice looked up and saw that it was him, and immediately pointed at him and shouted, "It's him!"

The next moment, the young man saw the masked man stepping over his master and rushing towards him.

——"Wu Ming! Are you okay!"

Tang Wuming swept away the hands on his shoulders, walked over and untied the old blacksmith's binding rope, comforted and apologized, until the master and apprentice were so frightened that they couldn't say a word, they huddled together Together, they didn't know what the two who broke in were going to sing together.

"Yuan Ping, come here and apologize." Tang Wuming gave him a blank look.