The priest is a loser

Mu Changxian folded Liu Qiuan's red dress and put it in his bag.

After Changan drank enough water, he bent down like a cat and slipped under Mu Changxian's arm into the burden.

Mu Changxian had no choice but to stop the action of tying up the bundle, and Chang'an, proud of his favor, tore up the neatly folded red clothes and nestled in comfortably.

Mu Changxian squeezed its face reproachfully, picked it up and put it in his arms, straightened the messed up clothes, then pursed his lips and smiled lightly: "Did you learn this bad habit from him? "

"Meow." Chang An kicked his calf in protest.

Mu Changxian bent his eyes and held its restless calf.

"There is no reason for a gentleman to leave his body. Wouldn't it be a pity to arrive here?"

Hearing the sound, Mu Changxian looked up and saw a man in a purple gown standing in front of him. Although there was a faint smile on his mouth, there was no warmth in his eyes.

The man raised the jade pendant in his hand, and then placed it on the table.

Mu Changxian looked at Peiyu on the table, and then looked away. The man in front of him was inexplicably familiar.

He couldn't help wondering: "Your Excellency?"

Rong Wenxu smiled slightly, cupped his hands and said: "I, Rong Wenxu, have long admired the name of the great hero Mu."

Unexpectedly, the other party recognized him at a glance. Mu Changxian muttered the name 'Rong Wenxu' before asking, "Have you met your Excellency somewhere?"

"Really..." Rong Wenxu raised his eyebrows inexplicably and said: "If Mu Daxia has been to Yihonglou, then we may have met there."

Mu Changxian: "..."

He pretended he didn't hear anything, put the pendant on the table into his hands, Chang An jumped from his arms onto the table, and sniffed at Rong Wenxu with his small nose.

Mu Changxian covered its nose with his hand, moved it back, and said to Rong Wenxu, "Thank you, Mr. Rong."

Rong Wenxu said: "Hero Mu, you don't have to be polite, we met here because of the same person."

Mu Changxian raised his eyebrows, waiting for him to continue.

Rong Wenxu seemed to see through what Mu Changxian was thinking: "I know where he is, and I can take you to find him."

Mu Changxian said nothing, just stared at him, as if trying to see something from his eyes.

It's a pity that there were no waves in those eyes from the beginning to the end.

Rong Wenxu didn't seem to want to wait for his answer, smiled slightly, turned around and walked out of the tea shop.

Mu Changxian came to his senses, quickly put on his burden and followed, Changan jumped off the table and followed his footsteps.

When they left the tea shop, Rong Wenxu seemed to be sure that he would follow, and he never turned to look at him.

Mu Changxian followed behind him, and Chang An followed closely with his tail raised.

In just one cup of tea, they came to Luohong City from the tea shop outside the city.

Mu Changxian bent down and hugged Chang An in his arms, but Chang An was not satisfied, and climbed along his arm to stand on his shoulder.

Even if there are dirty little footprints on the white clothes, Mu Changxian has no temper and just rubs its head.

There were neither too many nor too few people on the street, not to the point of rubbing shoulders.

Mu Changxian still followed Rong Wenxu closely, for fear that he would disappear in front of his eyes in the blink of an eye, and he would lose the clue of Liu Qiuan.

At this time, Rong Wenxu suddenly stopped in front of a rouge shop, and then stepped into the shop without looking sideways.

Mu Changxian followed in blankly. Seeing Rong Wenxu choosing the dazzling array of products with great interest, Mu Changxian hesitated and said, "Mr. Rong...?"

Rong Wenxu took a box of rouge from the store, closed his eyes and sniffed lightly, without turning his head, he said: "Don't worry, he can't escape."

Mu Changxian naturally knew who he was referring to, "But..."

Rong Wenxu looked at him this time, "Huh?"

Mu Changxian glanced at the rouge in his hand, and changed his words: "...is Mr. Rong going to buy it for his wife?"

Rong Wenxu said, "Do I look like I have a family?"

"That……"

"Can I take a look?"

Mu Changxian waited patiently aside, as long as things related to Liu Qiuan, he was always more patient than usual.

But Chang An kept shouting abnormally on his shoulder, causing the customers in the shop to look sideways.

Mu Changxian hugged it from his shoulders into his arms.

Rong Wenxu picked up another box of rouge and said without turning his head, "Is it hungry?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Chang An meowed, as if to confirm his words.

Mu Changxian sighed and said, "It was picked up by Qiu An, and he has been raising it all the time. I don't know what kind of food is fed to it on weekdays..."

"Oh...he can keep cats..." Rong Wenxu seemed very disbelieving, and said in a questioning tone: "It is already a miracle that he can support himself."

Mu Changxian smiled and said, "Except for being a little picky eater and a little sleepy, everything else is fine."

Rong Wenxu had an interesting taste: "How do you know that he sleeps differently..."

Mu Changxian opened his mouth to say something, but closed it tightly.

"Meow~"

Chang'an broke the silence just in time, Mu Changxian coughed lightly: "Since Mr. Rong wants to see these rouges, I will take Chang'an to find some cat food first."

Rong Wenxu raised his eyebrows with a half-smile, while Mu Changxian disappeared in a gust of breeze.

He pawned a jade pendant first, and then Chang An dragged him to a pastry shop by the hem of his clothes.

"You want this?" Mu Changxian smiled lightly.

"Meow!"

Mu Changxian bought a bag of pastries, and took Chang'an into an inn not far from Rouge Shop.

He found a seat where he could see the gate of Rouge Shop and sat down.

Put the bag of pastries in front of it, but Chang An used his teeth to untie the knot of the burden, and moved the bag of pastries on the table into the burden.

Mu Changxian watched its movements and couldn't help asking, "Are you going to bring it to Qiu'an?"

"Meow……"

Chang An rubbed his palm.

Mu Changxian smiled, and called Xiao Er for a bowl of small fish and ink.

Chang An was working hard in the sea bowl, raising his head from time to time to rub his long beard with his paw pad.

Mu Changxian wrote a few words on a piece of paper, attached some silver taels, put them together in an envelope, handed them to the waiter in the store, and gave him errand fees, and asked him to hand them over to the nearby courier to send to Yan Huicheng The station on the side.

As soon as Xiaoer stepped out with his front foot, Rong Wenxu stepped in with his back foot.

Seeing him, Mu Changxian got up quickly and pretended not to see the rouge he bought.

"Master Rong, can you take me to find Qiu'an now?"

"Huh?" Rong Wenxu was slightly puzzled, "I thought you had already found him, so you were sitting here."

This time it was Mu Changxian who was confused, "Huh?"

"Isn't he right here?" Rong Wenxu turned his eyes to look behind Mu Changxian, "Look, isn't this right?"

Mu Changxian followed his gaze and turned his head to look.

But I saw a person hurrying down the stairs, that person was dressed in plain clothes with a light gauze cap on his head.

Even so, Mu Changxian recognized at a glance that this person was the one he was worried about.

He happily said: "Qiuan..."

It seems that I want to pour out all my thoughts like three autumns.

"Mu, Mu, Mu...!?"

Liu Qiu'an stammered for a while, then suddenly turned and ran upstairs, his steps were even more hurried than before.

Mu Changxian froze his smile and raised his eyebrows.