The priest is a loser

Qin Sheng looked at Mu Changxian up and down with a smile: "Are you struck by lightning?" After thinking for a while, he shook his head, tapped his chin with the handle of his fan, and suddenly clapped his hands and said, "Could it be that you were struck by lightning?" Flood? Come on! Pack up your things and prepare to escape!"

"Yes!" The two shadow guards fell down from the ceiling, knowing that the master was joking, they retreated respectfully outside the house, closed the door and guarded outside.

Qin Sheng walked forward and fiddled with Mu Changxian's wet hair with a fan: "What's wrong with Mu Hero? Oh, why are your ears red? Could it be that you were..."

"Qin Sheng!" Mu Changxian gritted his teeth and interrupted his next words.Qin Sheng felt strange, he had known him for many years, but this was the first time he saw him in such a distressed state.Wouldn't it be a waste if you don't make fun of it!

"Really that Liu Qiu'an?"

"Did you take a bath together?"

"Do not……"

Before he finished speaking, Qin Sheng opened his mouth exaggeratedly, with an incredulous expression on his face: "No way! Brother Changxian. No matter how beautiful Liu Qiu'an is, he is still a man! You, you,"

"Shut up!" Mu Changxian was about to draw his sword, but found nothing, and lowered his head to look at the empty waist, a little dazed.

"It's not good, the saber fell." Qin Sheng said like a roundworm in his stomach.

Mu Changxian brushed back his wet hair in a complicated mood, and Qin Sheng opened his fan in time to block the dripping water.He glanced at Qin Sheng who was making sarcastic remarks, walked to the cabinet, took out a piece of clothing at random, and went straight to behind the screen.

Qin Sheng waited for a while, then walked up to the screen with still unfinished thoughts, and thought: "I am so bored from running around all day long, but you tell me to make me happy... Long leisure, why don't I take you with me?" Are you going to visit the brothel?"

"Qin Sheng said as he probed in, a towel rushed towards him, he quickly retracted his head, thinking: It's so dangerous, so dangerous.

At this time, Mu Changxian changed his clothes, wiped his hair with another towel, opened his neckline wantonly, sat down at the low table by the window and asked Qin Sheng nonchalantly, "What do you want me to do?"

Qin Sheng put away his indecent expression, and asked him while sitting, "Where are we going next?"

"Go north."

"Going to the Duan family in Yanshan?"

"...I can't hide anything from you."

Qin Sheng smiled, picked up the jug and poured him a cup of good wine.

The rain had stopped, and the water droplets condensed on the window panels dripped down regularly, splashing into several dots.

"I can't find out what happened before he became the leader. But his surname is Liu, and you said he was poisoned, so I suspected that he was Liu Zian, so I just kept him and took the opportunity to test it out. I thought about it He would fight back and run away from the window or tear through the disguise and fight with his back. He also thought that he would hide his strength and refuse to admit it, but he didn't expect..." Qin Sheng didn't go on talking, Mu Changxian looked away from the window, and turned his wine glass : "Well, but Liu Zi'an is aloof, no matter how he looks at Liu Qiu'an...it doesn't look like him."

His current gentle and unruffled appearance is really far from the embarrassing and patient appearance just now. Qin Sheng tapped on the table with his fingers and covered half of his face with a folding fan: "Don't cover up because of personal affairs, but Liu Zian Killed 240 people from the Fumo Sect of my teacher, fortunately, Mr. Xu was retreating at that time, otherwise he would have died under the sword of the good apprentice he personally taught."

Mu Changxian skipped the words of covering up due to personal affection, remembering that in order to find the traces of Emerald Ge, he specially visited various sects near the Qingshan School, including the Fumo School.

At the foot of the mountain pass stood a huge moss-covered boulder, with the mottled word "Fu Mo" engraved on it, and a row of characters beside it - brushed all over, the ink was written with tears, and it never returned.

The handwriting is strong and powerful, and the bright red is dazzling, forming a strong contrast with the "flicking ink" next to it.

People walked on the long stone steps, step by step, puddles of dried blood, the bloody smell of five years ago has not dissipated until today.The surrounding bamboo forest was ripped apart by the wind, and when I looked up, I was shocked to see bloody palm prints extending from the front of the door to nowhere.

There are several deep sword marks in the ground pattern. Follow them to find a bamboo house that can barely shelter from the wind and rain. Inside lies an old man with white beard who sleeps soundly all day long.

Said it was sleeping, but Mu Changxian felt that he just didn't want to face it.

The two were silent for a while, and Qin Sheng suddenly whispered nervously: "... If you are really good Longyang, then." Sensing the sharp gaze from Mu Changxian, Qin Sheng's tongue twitched in his mouth. He circled around, got up and walked away with a smile: "That's all~ I'll go check out your heart~sir~person~"

However, Mu Changxian called Qin Sheng to a stop by a strange coincidence, and blurted out: "Don't hurt him."

As soon as the words finished, not only Qin Sheng was stunned, but even Mu Changxian was stunned for a few breaths, then turned his head to face the window, touched the bridge of his nose, and said stiffly: "...you go."