Turn the villain into a sweetie

Yu Bolan frowned, exchanged a glance with Huai Mo, then took his hand and walked in.

Once inside, just look at...

Yu Bolan frowned, exchanged a glance with Huai Mo, then took his hand and walked in.

As soon as I entered, I saw a gorgeously dressed young monk, pointing his nose and scolding Yalin: "Get out of here, the devil!"

"My lord," Huang San looked a little panicked, but his attitude was neither humble nor overbearing, "I have no right to drive her away, please don't make things difficult for me."

The monk looked annoyed: "What are you talking about..."

"Do you have any dissatisfaction?" Yu Bolan interrupted him, stepped forward, stood beside him, glanced at him, then turned to look at Huang San, "Long time no see."

"Boss Yu," Huang San was startled, and quickly walked out from behind the counter, "Why are you back suddenly? You didn't even say anything to the little one."

"Come back and have a look." Yu Bolan smiled at him.

Huang San nodded, then turned his gaze to Huai Mo beside him: "Then this is..."

"My Taoist companion." Yu Bolan explained.

"Oh, oh," Huang San slapped his forehead, "Miss Boss...Hello, Madam Boss."

"Don't call him that," Yu Bolan corrected him with a smile, "Just call him Boss Huai."

"Oh good," Huang San changed his words again and again, "Hello, Mrs. Huai, hello, Mrs. Huai."

Yu Bolan: Forget it.

There was a flash of panic in Huai Mo's eyes, but he quickly adjusted and nodded at Huang San: "Hello."

He asked Yu Bolan again: "He is..."

"My employee." Yu Bolan smiled and rubbed Huai Mo's head.

Huai Mo nodded with a vague understanding.

And the young monk on the side saw that several people ignored him, and immediately became furious: "Hey, you guys!"

Upon hearing the sound, Yu Bolan turned his head and looked at the young monk carefully.

I don't know if I don't look at it, but after looking at it, Yu Bolan discovered that this monk is the young master of one of the families that he cooperates with, and he met him once before.

But looking at the other party's posture, it should be that he did not recognize him.

"So," Yu Bolan sighed, "what do you want to do?"

"Let that monster go away," the young man looked annoyed, "breathing air with the monster makes me sick."

Yalin lowered her eyes and remained silent.

"This monster is my subordinate," Yu Bolan's eyes darkened, "If I want to say, if you leave, it should be you."

"You, how dare you talk to me like that," the monk was incredulous, "Do you know who I am?"

"You know, a son of a family," Yu Bolan said casually, "It's better to be humble."

The young monk blushed and wanted to make a move, but looked at Huai Mo beside Yu Bolan, gritted his teeth, turned and left.

While walking, he said, "You wait for me."

Yu Bolan shrugged, not bothering to talk to him.

He turned around, only to see Ya Lin kneeling in front of him on one knee.

"I'm sorry, master." Yalin's head was lowered, and his tone could not hear any emotion.

Yu Bolan was silent for a moment: "It's not your fault, you don't need to do this."

"Get up."

Yalin didn't move.

"What?" Yu Bolan said with a hint of a smile in his tone, "Do you still want me to help you up?"

Yalin paused and stood up quickly.

Yu Bolan breathed a sigh of relief, turned around, and stretched out his hand to Huang San: "Here."

Huang San naturally understood what he meant, turned around and took out a storage bag and an account book from behind the counter.

"Boss, please take a look." Huang San handed over the account book respectfully, "This is the period of your absence, so you can see if there is any problem with the income and bookkeeping."

Yu Bolan nodded, took the ledger, and flipped through the records on it.

It seems that the business here is not bad.

"There are 42 spirit stones in total," Huang San rubbed his hands together, "Then you see...my share?"

"Just as we agreed before," Yu Bolan raised his head and glanced at him, "Is there any problem?"

Huang San waved his hands again and again: "No, then I'll take it myself?"

Yu Bolan nodded.

He looked down at the ledger, confirmed that the data on the ledger was correct, and then returned the ledger: "Not bad."

Huang San took back the account book, put it in his arms, thought for a while, and asked: "That person just now..."

"Don't worry about him," Yu Bolan waved his hand, "I'll take care of it."

Huang San bowed and skipped this topic.

"How's the inner furnace going?" Yu Bolan asked.

"It's fine so far, everything is normal," Huang San replied, "Your arrangements are pretty good. There were indeed a few disputes, but they were all settled by Master Ya Lin. There is no major problem."

Yu Bolan nodded, turned around, and pulled Huai Mo away from here.

Huang San and Ya Lin watched them leave.

"I'll go to the inner furnace someday," he said to Huai Mo with a smile, "but not now."

Huai Mo looked up at him: "What?"

"Is there any place you want to go? Huai Xiaomo," he put his arms around Huai Mo, "tell me about it?"

"I promised to take you to eat, drink and have fun before, but I never had the chance." Yu Bolan sighed.

"I don't have those appetites," Huai Mo looked at him, "I'll listen to you."

"You can't say that," he said to Huai Mo with a smile, "If you listen to me, I really wanted to go to...a brothel..."

In the end, the voice became smaller and smaller, and it sounded very guilty.

It is true.

When he proposed to eat, drink and have fun with Huai Mo, this place was in his plan.

After all, he and Huai Mo were not together at that time.

It's not that he wants to go to the brothel to do something, he's simply curious about this kind of strange place that only appeared in novels in ancient times, and wants to take a look.

cough……

After finishing speaking, Yu Bolan felt that something was wrong and wished to slap himself.

Why did he talk so fast that he said what he had thought at the beginning.

He swears that he has absolutely no such thoughts now.

But when he looked over, as expected, Huai Mo's expression instantly turned as black as the bottom of a pot, and he asked coldly, "Where do you want to go?"

"No, no," Yu Bolan coaxed quickly, "I owe it to you, I was wrong, I was wrong."

Huai Mo turned his head away and hummed lightly.

Yu Bolan leaned down and kissed his cheek: "I'm sorry."

Huai Mo then turned his head and pursed his lips.

"Don't go to the brothel," Huai Mo said expressionlessly, "Maybe... I have a place to go?"

"Where?" Yu Bolan blinked.

"The Duan family." Huai Mo said softly.

Yu Bolan thought he heard it wrong: "Huh?"

"Let's go to Duan's house, you go with me," Huai Mo continued, "There... there is my mother's tombstone, and maybe you can find her relics..."

"Okay," Yu Bolan immediately agreed upon hearing about Huai Mo's mother, "Then let's go together."

"Of course," Huai Mo smiled softly, "That place...if I'm the only one, I would never dare to go back."

Yu Bolan took his hand.

The location of Duan's house is still easy to find.

Yu Bolan and Huai Mo came to the ruins of the Duan family.

Because of that explosion, the plaque at the door of Duan's house is no longer in shape, and the once magnificent word "Duanfu" on it has long since turned into ashes.

He stepped forward and saw the note pasted at the door.

"It was left by the city guards," Huai Mo's voice came from next to his ear, "It seems that this place has been cleaned up by them."

Reasonable?

Yu Bolan's hands stopped.

What Huai Mo's mother left behind...is it still there?

He shared his concerns with Huai Mo.

"I know," Huai Mo lowered his eyes, looking a little disappointed, "but I want to go in and have a look."

Having said that, he took Yu Bolan's hand and walked in.

The main entrance is the lobby of Duan's family, and behind it is the training ground, wing rooms, and... torture room.

It's just that without exception, all of them have become ruined.

The two walked all the way, and did not see the corpse on the ground.

I guess it was all cleaned up.

"There," Huai Mo suddenly pointed in a direction, "That place is where I was tortured."

Yu Bolan looked along his fingertips, it was a small dark house.

He was at a loss for words, not knowing what to say.

But the next moment, Huai Mo drew his sword directly, and a sword energy shot out, razing the originally incomplete house to the ground.

At the same time, Yu Bolan also pulled the trigger.

"Ah," Yu Bolan withdrew his gun and looked at Huai Mo in surprise, "What a coincidence..."

"It's all over," Huai Mo withdrew his sword calmly, lowered his head slightly, "It's all right."

Yu Bolan was silent for a moment, then stepped forward, put his arms around him, and patted him lightly.

Huai Mo tilted his head and arched him.

The two continued to walk, and finally came to a small damp corner of Duan Mansion.

"Here we are," Huai Mo looked at the small utility room in front of him, with nostalgia in his eyes, "This is where my mother lived."

Because it was too remote, even the explosion failed to completely destroy the place, and the original traces could still be seen.

Huai Mo didn't say anything, just stood in the middle of the room for a while.

Yu Bolan also tactfully did not disturb him, stood at the door and looked at him quietly.

After a while, Huai Mo moved.

He turned around.Said to Yu Bolan: "Let's go to the backyard, I remember my mother's tombstone, it's there."

The two came to the backyard.

Fortunately, the location of the courtyard was far enough away that the explosion did not affect it. The tombstone of Huai Mo's mother was still standing there.

It is said to be a tombstone, which is a small stone.

The members of the Duan family were not even willing to set up a decent tombstone for her.

Huai Mo pulled Yu Bolan and stood in front of the tombstone.

"Mother is just an ordinary casual cultivator, with no power or power," Huai Mo said softly, "After being favored by the Duan family, she was snatched away to be a concubine."

"Although I have no memory of her, according to other people's descriptions of her... she should be a good mother."

Yu Bolan didn't speak.

The next moment, Huai Mo turned around and looked straight at him.

"Aren't you going to bow?" Huai Mo's little face turned red, "We're already married."

Yu Bolan was stunned for a moment, curled his lips, then lowered his body, knelt on the ground, faced the tombstone, and kowtowed.

"Junior Yu Bolan, pay my respects to my mother-in-law."

Huai Mo also knelt gently beside him.