Master is a white moonlight

Mohist mansion, in the front hall.

Adjutant Zhang was dressed in a white military uniform and was kneeling on the tatami, waiting for the owner of the house to arrive.

The maid on the side served the refreshments attentively and carefully.

Everyone knew that this adjutant was a big hit in front of the chief of customs, and he couldn't afford to offend him.

Suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps at the door.Immediately afterwards, Mo Yu and Leng Yizhen appeared at the door one after the other.

Mo Yu stepped over the threshold and walked straight towards Adjutant Zhang.

Leng Yizhen followed behind Mo Yu, lowering his head, with an obvious displeasure on his face.

When the tatami was near, Mo Yu knelt and sat opposite to Adjutant Zhang, and said politely, "Adjutant Zhang, please go there yourself."

"Boss Mo, you are polite." Adjutant Zhang said with a calm expression as usual.

Leng Yizhen was still angry about what happened just now, keeping his head down.Kneeling and sitting aside, not making a sound.

"Adjutant Zhang has any instructions, but it's okay to say." Mo Yu said with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Instructions are out of the question." Adjutant Zhang looked at Mo Yu and said with a blank expression, "I brought things here for the chief."

Adjutant Zhang lowered his head, took out a kraft paper bag from his military uniform pocket, and put it on the table.

"The chief asked me to bring this bag of white noodles to Dr. Leng." Adjutant Zhang said, pushing the white noodles in front of Leng Yixuan with both hands, "Doctor Leng, please put away the things."

"Doctor Leng." Seeing that Leng Yijiao did not respond, Adjutant Zhang called out.

"Ah?" Leng Yizhen came back to his senses, staring at Adjutant Zhang with a pair of almond eyes.

"Adjutant Zhang, please don't worry." Mo Yu glanced at Leng Yijiao beside him, and then turned to look at Adjutant Zhang opposite, "Doctor Leng will definitely put away the white noodles."

flour?It turns out that this package is flour!

"Thank you, Adjutant Zhang." Leng Yizhen hurriedly took the white noodles in front of him, and said to Adjutant Zhang seriously, "I will take care of the things."

Adjutant Zhang got up, picked up the military cap on the table, put it on his head again, and adjusted the brim of the hat.

"Boss Mo, Doctor Leng." Adjutant Zhang looked at the two and said politely, "Farewell."

"Adjutant Zhang, please stay for lunch before leaving." Mo Yu also stood up, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a charming smile.

"No need, thank Boss Mo for your kindness." Adjutant Zhang looked at Mo Yu with a little averted eyes, turned his head, and walked straight to the door of the front hall.

Mo Yu's gaze was fixed on Adjutant Zhang's back, and only after the man had completely disappeared at the entrance of the front hall did he turn around and look at Leng Yijiao at the side.

"Doctor Leng." Seeing that the man was distracted again, Mo Yu called softly.

"Huh?" Leng Yizhen knelt on the tatami, raised his head, and looked at Mo Yu standing in front of him.

"When will this drug test start?" Mo Yu asked straight to the point.

"Just now." Leng Yizhen thought for a while and made up his mind.

"Doctor Leng, I'm with you." Mo Yu looked at Leng Yizhen with firm eyes.

Leng Yijiao stood up and met Mo Yu's eyes, never seeing Mo Yu's serious expression.

Holding the kraft paper bag tightly in his hand, he also understood in his heart how important this Chang Fei was to Mo Yu.

"Okay." Leng Yizhen looked at Mo Yu and nodded slightly, "However, Boss Mo, I want to ask you for something first."

"Doctor Leng, let's just say it."

"Tinfoil and oil lamps."

"Understood." When Mo Yu heard it, he immediately understood, and added, "I'll ask the maid to fetch the things."

"Boss Mo, please send someone to take the things directly to Changfei." Leng Yiluo said, "I have to go back to the room first and weigh the dosage of white flour before going there."

"Well, I'll send the tinfoil and the oil lamp first."

Mo Yu greeted the maid at the side and asked her to fetch the things, and the two of them went straight to the west courtyard where Chang Fei lived with the things.

Leng Yijiao first went back to the room and asked the maid to find a steelyard and clean kraft paper for him.

The white flour that Adjutant Zhang gave him was initially estimated to be at least one hundred grams.

Leng Yizhen first opened the kraft paper, and used a steelyard to accurately weigh the grams of white flour needed for the first time, and then took the clean kraft paper aside to wrap it up again.

During the entire process of weighing the scale, Leng Yizhen's hand holding the scale beam was shaking all the time, and he almost dropped the scale on the table several times.

Leng Yizhen took off the handkerchief pinned to his waist, raised his hand to wipe the thin beads of sweat from his forehead, and then left the house with white noodles in his pocket.

Mohist Mansion, West Courtyard.

Chang Fei was wearing a silver-gray gown and was standing at the door of the room. When he raised his eyes, he saw Mo Yu who had already stepped into the courtyard door, followed by his maid Xiao Liu.

The maidservant held an oil lamp in her hand, and something else, which I couldn't see clearly.

Changfei's eyes fell on the oil lamp in the hand of the maid, and his heart suddenly "thumped".His face sank, what should come finally came.

After a few seconds of depression, the melancholy on his face disappeared.Stepping forward, he greeted Mo Yu with a smile, "Boss Mo, you are here."

"Let's talk in the room." Mo Yu looked at Chang Fei and said calmly.

"Yes, Boss Mo." Chang Fei replied respectfully, and stepped sideways to get out of the way.Followed behind Mo Yu and entered the house.

Mo Yu dismissed the maid, leaving only himself and Chang Fei in the room.

"Yangfei, these things must be familiar to you, right?" Mo Yu said, pushing the oil lamp and a pack of tinfoil in front of Changfei, and asked.

"Well, it looks familiar." Chang Fei glanced at the two things in front of him, and nodded.

"Do you know how to use it?" Mo Yu lowered his eyebrows, took the top one from a stack of tinfoil, and handed it to Chang Fei.

"Back to Boss Mo, YOFC knows."

"Adjutant Zhang from the Customs just brought the white flour." Mo Yu said, "At this moment, Dr. Leng is in her room dispensing the white flour."

"Boss Mo." Chang Fei looked at Mo Yu with tears in his eyes and said, "Can I ask you one thing?"

"Go ahead."

"I want to share the stage with Boss Mo once in Tianyin Pavilion and sing "The Romance of the West Chamber"." Chang Fei summoned up his courage and said, and quickly added, "If you don't dare to sing Zhang Sheng, just let me sing 丨Matchmaker. "

Hearing this, Mo Yu frowned slightly with her beautiful eyebrows.He didn't answer the conversation, and waited for Changfei to finish speaking.

"Boss Mo! I know! My singing skills are not even as good as your fingernails, and I dare to dream of sharing the stage with you. Shameless, but..."

"Okay, I promise you."

Chang Fei looked at Mo Yu in disbelief, never thought that Boss Mo would agree so readily, and was speechless in surprise.

"I'm going to Tianyin Pavilion now to discuss with Boss Wu." Mo Yu stood up as he spoke, looked at Chang Fei and said, "Dr. Leng will come later, just tell her."

"Okay, Boss Mo." Changfei was very happy in his heart, with a smile on his lips, "I'll see you off."

After Mo Yu left, less than a quarter of an hour later, Leng Yizhen came with the white noodles.

"Doctor Leng, please sit down." Chang Fei led Leng Yikan to the table, and only after Leng Yikan sat down did he sit down.

"Has Boss Mo delivered the things yet?" Leng Yijiao looked at Changfei and asked.

"The things have been delivered." Chang Fei replied, "Boss Mo still has something to do, so he left first."

"Where did you go?" Leng Yijiao asked reflexively, and after asking, he felt that he shouldn't ask more.

"Go to Tianyin Pavilion."

Hearing this, Leng Yizhen couldn't help frowning slightly.Why is this going to Tianyin Pavilion again?Didn't you just go there yesterday?

Leng Yizhen thought that it was more important to get down to business first, so he didn't ask any more questions, and put a small bag of white noodles in his sleeve on the table.

"Yangfei, this is the first dose of white flour you have taken." Leng Yizhen said, pointing to the bag of white flour on the table.

"Thank you, Doctor Leng." Chang Fei picked up the white noodles, looked at Leng Yizhen and said with a smile.

"Yangfei, do you know how to suck this white flour?"

"I know." Chang Fei nodded emphatically.

"Oh, all right."

"Doctor Leng, do you want to watch me suck?"

"No, no need." Leng Yizhen shook his head again and again, and stood up from the chair as he said, "I'll come back at night to take your pulse and make a record of your illness."

"Doctor Leng, go slowly."

"By the way." Leng Yijiao walked to the door, stopped suddenly, turned and looked at Chang Fei, "If you feel uncomfortable, please come to me."

"Okay, Doctor Leng." Changfei stood where he was, with a faint smile still on his face.

After Leng Yiluo left, Changfei closed the door and locked himself in the room alone.

Staring blankly at the bag of white noodles on the table for a long time, Chang Fei picked up the white noodles with trembling fingers.

With a sound of "chi", Changfei struck a match and lit the oil lamp in front of him.

The wick of the oil lamp was very small, emitting a faint yellow flame, which was imprinted on Chang Fei's face.

Chang Fei poured the white flour onto the tinfoil with shaking hands, and then wrapped the tinfoil around.

Slowly raise your hand and move the tinfoil containing the white flour over the flame.

"Haha, haha." Chang Fei stared intently at the jumping flames in front of him, and suddenly laughed out loud, as if dazed.

In an instant, a thin puff of white smoke curled up from the tinfoil.

Chang Fei quickly removed the tinfoil from the wick, put it between his nostrils, and took a deep breath.

YOFC usually doesn't even smoke cigarettes, but when the first puff of white smoke was inhaled into his nasal cavity, he immediately choked and tears rolled in his eyes.

"Cough cough! Cough cough!" Chang Fei held his chest and coughed violently twice, and it took several seconds for him to recover.

While crying tears, Chang Fei forced himself to suck the white flour.Occasionally, I would be choked and could not stop coughing twice.

After he finished eating all the white noodles, Chang Fei collapsed on the chair with relief and looked up at the ceiling.

At this moment, my brain was in chaos, and my stomach felt unbearably sick.

"Ouch! Ooh!" Chang Fei got up and retched violently a few times, but he couldn't vomit anything.

Thin cold sweat began to break out on his forehead, and the whole person was in a state of dizziness.

I don't know how long this state lasted, and it was gradually replaced by an indescribable pleasure.

The whole person seemed to be stepping on a cloud, and phantoms began to appear in his mind.

Changfei saw himself standing on the big red stage of Tianyin Pavilion, dressed in gorgeous costumes, and the audience was cheering for him enthusiastically.

"Haha, I want to be a character!" Chang Fei stood up abruptly, and staggered towards the bed, laughing, "I want to be a famous character!"

Chang Fei fell headlong on the bed, staring at the snow-white bed curtain, and began to sing, "The lonely shadow is timid, the weak soul is floating, and Chunsi lives..."