It's not good for a beauty to be so irritable

Inside the inn, Bai Lang felt the railings east and the pillars west, strolling from upstairs to downstairs of the inn. Just as he was about to go out, he felt the surroundings suddenly become silent.He secretly thought it was not good, and stood still thinking about countermeasures.

"Where are you going?" someone asked from behind.

Bai Lang hurriedly turned around, put on a smiling face, and pretended to be surprised, "Castle Master, why did you come down?"

"Huh?" Bai Han looked at him expressionlessly.

Bai Lang chuckled, silently mouthed to Bai Han, and winked, hoping he could see clearly.

"Say." Bai Han said a word coldly.

Bai Lang immediately stood up straight, and said loudly and authentically, "Go to Mufu!"

Before Bai Han could speak, someone beside him laughed out loud.Bai Lang turned his head and saw that it was Wang Er who was wiping the table with a handkerchief.

"What are you laughing at?" Bai Lang looked at him with a stern face.

Wang Er trembled all over, bent over to apologize again and again, and was carried away by the shopkeeper who saw that he was not good.

"Master Bai, do you want a young man to lead the way for you to go to Mufu?" the shopkeeper asked courteously.

Bai Lang laughed, patted the shopkeeper on the shoulder, and asked amusedly, "Do you think I'm that guy who doesn't know the way?"

"Where is there?" the shopkeeper waved his hands again and again, and said with an apologetic smile, "Master Bai, please." He made a gesture of invitation to the door. People, he hesitated under his feet, his toes fell on the ground and did not dare to move.

"Be careful."

He heard the people behind him say so.

"Castle Master, don't worry." Bai Lang turned around and cupped his fists to thank him, but there was no one behind him.

The atmosphere in the lobby suddenly picked up, and the sound became noisy instantly. Looking at the bustling crowd, Bai Lang felt inexplicably lost.

"Master Bai?"

Seeing that Bai Lang was not moving, the shopkeeper asked carefully.

Bai Lang nodded, turned around and was about to leave.The shopkeeper followed him out the door, sent him out, and cast another glance at Wang Er, who was standing shyly by the door, before going back to greet the guests.

Wang Er scratched his head, thinking of Mr. Chu who was always kind and generous, he couldn't help but heaved a long sigh.

"What are you sighing for?" Suddenly someone asked next to his ear, Wang Er let out a cry of surprise, his body went limp, and he almost fell, a hand stretched out beside him, just in time to support him.

"Master Bai?" Wang Er saw the man clearly and asked in surprise, "You haven't left yet?"

"Let's go right away." Bai Lang held a piece of broken silver in his hand, tossed it up, and caught it again. The shining silver flashed in front of Wang Er, making him unable to keep his head from following the piece of silver. ordered.

"Here you are." Bai Lang couldn't help laughing, and threw the money casually, it just happened to fall into Wang Er's palm, Wang Erxi couldn't help himself, clasped his hands together in a hurry, covered the money tightly, and thanked Bai Lang happily, "Thank you, Master Bai! "

"Thank you." Bai Lang patted him on the head and pointed to the upstairs, "Give me a few more trips to the upstairs, and ask if our Castle Master is thirsty, hungry and wants to take a bath."

"Ah?" Wang Er grimaced. Thinking of the old man upstairs, he trembled. He was so young, and for some reason, he looked so frightening. Whenever he got close, he felt cold. In the whole inn, No one dared to approach him.

"Ah what." Bai Lang pushed him and urged, "Go and ask now."

"Don't, don't," Wang Er was pushed by him, and he became more timid and didn't dare to approach. He hesitated, put his hand into his bosom, took out the silver that had just been put in it, and said reluctantly , "Master Bai, you'd better take the money back, the young ones really dare not go."

"Promise." Bai Lang snorted, took out a piece of silver and put it in his palm, "With this, it's enough."

This silver is much bigger than before, Wang Er weighed it carefully, a little hesitant.Seeing his appearance, Bai Lang knew it was almost done, so he waved his hand and left, "Remember to buy some snacks and send them up." He ordered as he walked.

"Hey, Master Bai," Wang Er held the money, followed a few steps, and asked loudly, "What cakes do you want?"

"Whatever," Bai Lang turned his head, smiled at him, honestly showing a bad look on his face, "buy some one by one, let him eat a little of each." After saying that, he jumped and disappeared into the crowd.

"Uh," Wang Er stood there dumbfounded.Looking at the silver in his hand, he felt a little regretful. "It's going to be a rest soon, is that master still in the mood to eat all kinds of pastries?"

Someone knocked on the door in front of the Mu Mansion, the boy ran to the front to open the door, and saw a man wearing a bamboo hat with the brim of his hat lowered standing there, he could see the long white beard moving around, panting heavily.

"Who are you?" The little boy looked up at him from under his hat.

The visitor looked around carefully, bent down, touched the boy's head, and put his palms together again, "I'm from Jinguang Temple."

"Then you come in." The little boy giggled, pushed the door hard, and pushed the door open to allow one person to come in.

The man carefully inspected the surroundings, and then took a quick look at the scene inside the door before pushing the door open and praising the little boy, "Good boy."

"Good old man." The boy replied imitatively, his face was full of innocence.

Along the way, no one was seen. The old man looked and looked suspiciously, pondered for a while, and walked towards the flower field.

The flowers are still blooming, the kiosk is still there, but there is still no sound of people.

The man took off his bamboo hat and revealed his true face. He was the abbot of Jinguang Temple.

"Is someone there?" He tentatively called out.

In the blue sky and broad daylight, Mu Mansion was like a deserted village in the wilderness, and no one answered.

The abbot's face was serious, and he checked carefully, but he saw that all the small courtyards he passed were clean and tidy, and it didn't look like they had been in turmoil.

"Qinghe?" He followed the path all the way to Mu Qinghe's small courtyard, walked into the back room, and carefully explored.

But there was no one in the room, and the bed was neatly made without any traces of wrinkles, as if someone had slept on it.

The abbot's gray brows were tightly frowned, he thought for a moment, walked quickly to the outside, twisted the vase, a hole appeared in the middle of the living room, he thought for a while, went back to the inside, groped on the bed, the bed The front also shows the entrance.He lowered his head to look into the hole, found a fire twister, and walked down slowly.Unexpectedly, a face full of scars suddenly appeared at the opening of the living room, looking at the door gloomyly.

Huo Nian's firepower was weak, but he saw an inch of ground, the abbot walked forward cautiously, he felt that his feet were very sticky, it was obviously flat ground, but it was a bit difficult to walk on.

He bent down, took the fire twig and took a photo on the ground, the shocking red that caught his eyes made him stand on the spot in a daze.

Layer by layer, dark red, black and purple, some have dried up, some are still wet, and the entire floor is covered in this color, which is the color that will only appear after years of accumulation.

"Amitabha." The abbot recited the Buddha's name, his voice full of compassion.

"Help..." In the silent space, there seemed to be a muffled cry for help.The abbot frowned, opened his eyes, and looked around.

"Let me go, please..." The begging voice continued, but the voice was hoarse and could not be heard clearly.

"Amitabha." The abbot shouted, and walked quickly towards the source of the sound.

The farther you go, the closer the sound gets, and when you turn a corner, dim lights appear in front of you.

However, the scene under the lamp is extremely shocking.

On the blood-stained case, a young man, who was still small and suspected to be a teenager, was lying on it. His hair was messy and stuck together with blood, all of which were glued to his face, making it almost impossible to see his face clearly.He twitched all over and begged for mercy incessantly, his voice was shrill and mournful, extremely pitiful.The abbot looked down tremblingly, but saw that one-third of his body was gone, only his hands and feet remained, and the wound was blunt, obviously he was chopped into such a shape by a blunt instrument one by one.Viscous blood flowed from his body, fell on the case, and then dripped on the ground.His feet seemed to be becoming more and more sticky, making him unable to move. The abbot stood there in a daze, unable to speak, his whole body was extremely numb as if struck by lightning.

"Forgive me..." The child was still begging for mercy in a daze.

The hoarse begging for mercy filled his ears, like the roar of a hellish ghost, causing him to kneel down in a hurry.

"It's a crime," the abbot said prostrate on the ground, weeping bitterly.Unexpectedly, today, in my own home, I saw Abi Hell in person.

***

"Hey, are you sure it's here?" Chu Lianyu asked Qin Jiu who was rushing forward to knock on the door.

Qin Jiu moved away and pointed at the two characters in front of him.

"Wooden Mansion" is impressively in front of you.

"It's here!" Chu Lianyu cheered happily, pushed Qin Jiu away, ran up the steps first, and knocked on the door.

"Who are you?" A childish voice came from inside.

Chu Lianyu froze for a moment, then slowly pushed open a gap, and leaned into the gap to look in.

"What are you doing?" A child's voice came from below.

Chu Lianyu lowered her head, squatted down slowly along the gap, stretched out two fingers, squeezed through the crack of the door with difficulty, pawed at the young boy's head, and coaxed, "Good boy, help brother Open the door, okay?"

The young boy stroked his messy forehead hair with his fleshy little hands, and said with a puckered mouth, "It's not good."

"Why not?" Chu Lianyu's eyes widened, and she grabbed the boy who was trying to close the door with two fingers.

"Bad brother," Xiaotong pushed the door with all his strength, his face flushed red.

"Wait and see." Chu Lianyu snorted, put both hands on the door, and began to accumulate strength.

Qin Jiu leaned over, saw the contents of the door clearly, sneered, leaned against the door and waited for Chu Lianyu.

"Back back." Chu Lianyu said lying on the door.

Qin Jiu stood up to his body and looked at him, "Back for what?"

"I didn't tell you." Chu Lianyu stared at the door and yelled at the little boy, "Quick back, or don't blame me if you cry later."

The little boy was pushing the door, but he felt that the door was opening more and more. He couldn't help but turn red, and complained in a weeping voice, "Bad brother, bad brother."

"There are worse things." Chu Lianyu pushed open the door, rushed in, picked up the little boy, and slapped the child hard on the buttocks, the slap was so loud.

The little boy let out a wow and cried even louder.

"Not a hero." Qin Jiu looked at the triumphant Chu Lianyu with disdain, and walked in with the sword in his arms.

"Who are you talking about? Stop." Chu Lianyu yelled at Qin Jiu's back, and was about to follow in with the child on her shoulders. She just took two steps, thought for a while, and rushed to the door quickly, throwing the child on the ground. Outside, the door was closed again, and he said to the crying child, "Don't come in, play outside by yourself."

"Wow—" the child cried out in a high-pitched voice, "Brother dumb, come and save me—"

"Shut up." Chu Lianyu was afraid that he would attract someone, so she grabbed Qin Jiuhou and hurried out, covered the child's mouth with all her strength, and threatened, "Crying will make you dumb too."

He squatted under the steps with the child in his arms, and carefully checked the situation inside the door, only to find that the two of them made such a big commotion, but no one came out of the Mufu.

"Why is there no one?" He asked the child in his arms suspiciously, gesturing in front of him, "Say it quickly, or I will beat you."

"All, all were taken away by the dumb brother." The child replied pitifully in a low voice.

"Where did you go?" Chu Lianyu asked.

"I'm going underground." The child was tearful and was about to cry again.

"Don't cry." Chu Lianyu hurriedly covered his mouth, and said viciously, "If you want to cry, I'll beat you up, do you hear?"

Under the domineering power, the child held back the tears that were about to overflow his eyes, and the big tears silently slid down his cheeks drop by drop.

"Stupid." Qin Jiu grabbed the child and pinched the back of his neck. The child closed his eyes and fell asleep.

"..." Chu Lianyu watched Qin Jiu neatly put the child in the grass not far away with her mouth open, and then swayed back to her to show off her might, and said sullenly, "You are smart."

Qin Jiu raised his head and smiled, and walked in with his braids tossing.

After the two walked in, Mo Ying asked, "Do you want your subordinates to protect you personally?"

Qin Ge pondered for a long time, and finally shook his head, "Qin Jiu can handle it."

"If Mr. Chu sees his little servant..." Mo Ying thought of what he had seen and heard in the secret room, and he didn't feel very good.

"Let's go." Qin Ge pursed his lips slightly, jumped onto the roof, and entered the Mufu directly.