[Comprehensive Martial Arts] Daoist Mo's Whisk

Mo Qi followed the sound, and saw a pretty girl with most of her body hanging outside the window, looking at him in embarrassment.Obviously, Cai Cai was lying on the window to peek outside, but accidentally pushed the window open with too much force, and almost fell out himself.

Seeing that Mo Qi found her, the little girl blushed immediately, and hurriedly waved behind her: "Pull me back!"

The little girl was quickly pulled back into the window.Mo Qi only heard a few brisk steps, and the door of the main house was opened with a creak.

The little girl hanging on the window just now looked up, her smile was obedient and sweet, a bit shy, and her voice was a bit of the gentle and nong language unique to southern girls: "Is the person here Mo Daoxian?"

Mo Qi cupped his hands: "The girl calls me Mo Qi."

The little girl hurriedly returned the salute: "Don't dare to be rude, Mo Daoxian is the national teacher appointed by His Majesty, how dare Abi call Mo Daoxian by his name." She stroked the hem of her skirt nervously, "Otherwise, just call ...'Dao Chang', can you do it?"

Mo Qi: "Yes."

Abi stepped aside to open the door, leading the two distinguished guests into the main house: "Fu...was my young master still here just now? He probably went to the tea room in the back room, you two, please follow Abi."

Mo Qi followed Abi and walked in, but he was extremely confused: son?

Did you mean Murong Fu?

But—didn't it mean that he failed in the rebellion, lost his reputation, and now he has become a lunatic?

Although Shenhezhuang has fallen, its heritage is still there.All the way from the main house to the interior, they passed through three winding and delicate corridors, dividing the courtyard into small landscapes.Standing in the corridor and looking towards the courtyard, there is a lotus pond with fat-headed koi, a beautiful artificial mountain bamboo forest, and towering giant phoenix trees.

Abi casually picked up a bag of fish food from the mahogany railing, threw it into the lotus pond, and those fat koi couldn't wait to swim over, and the fish mouths quickly sucked the fish food, and they were densely packed together one by one , Seeing that the hairs on Mo Qi's arms stand on end.

Abi smiled: "In the past, there were only two fishes, Ahong and Abai, but now they have grown into a big family!"

There was a bit of regret in her words.

Several springs and autumns have passed, and the koi in the lotus pond are full of children and grandchildren, but she is still trapped in this Shenhe village. She has such a good time, but she can't take a step out of this Yanziwu.

But her melancholy smile soon brightened again, and she sprinkled another handful of fish food, and said to the fat-headed red carp in the water: "Winter, you should eat more and grow more meat. When spring comes, you should eat more meat." It's 'harvest' season!"

The koi naturally couldn't understand Abi's words, they just opened their mouths desperately to grab food, consciously fattening themselves.

The tea room is said to be in the "inner room", but it is actually a small open-air square space specially opened up in the back room.On a low square wooden table, sitting cross-legged on a simple and elegant cloth cushion, sat a noble young man as elegant as jade.Hearing that someone was coming, the noble young master raised his head and smiled slightly at the visitor: "Taihang Immortal?"

Mo Qi looked suspiciously at the man who was supposed to be Murong Fu: "...Yes, I am?"

what is going on?Murong Fu, aren't you crazy?

But the person in front of him, with elegant demeanor and clear eyes, clearly doesn't look like a lunatic.

Moreover, if he was Murong Fu, how could he say what he was talking about as a connector?

The young master nodded gracefully, and reached out his hand to gesture to the two cloth cushions opposite: "Sit."

Mo Qi stood still at the same spot, his eyebrows frowned tightly: "Your Excellency is Murong Fu, Mr. Murong?"

The young master nodded, shook his head again, and said softly: "Yes, and no. Why don't you sit down first and wait for me to explain slowly?"

Ximen Chuuxue has already sat down.Apparently during his early arrival, he had come into contact with this strange "Murong Fu" and learned some truths.

Mo Qi sat down cross-legged on the cloth cushion, and had a premonition in his heart—this might be another hole dug by Zhao Zhen.

The gentle and gentle nobleman brought up a small red clay pot and poured tea for both of them, and then he explained the matter: "If you want to talk about the changes in Canhe Village, and my identity, it is from the previous chaos in Mandala Villa. Let's talk about it."

"I don't need to say more, you should also know what the chaos in Mandala Villa refers to."

Mo Qi: "When I came to Gusu, I listened to the storyteller in the teahouse repeating it many times. It was Yanziwu, the owner of Canhe Village, Murong Fu. In order to be the emperor, he killed his retainer Bao Dong, and worshiped the villain "Duan Yanqing" as his father. The conspiracy of Mandala Villa was defeated, the retainers were renounced, and finally went crazy."

Your son smiled, as if what Mo Qi told was not his story: "Most of what the Taoist priest said is right, only a little bit wrong."

Mo Qi frowned, looked down at the bowl of green tea that was pushed in front of him: "What?"

Your son: "'Finally going crazy and becoming crazy'. He didn't go crazy, but his internal energy was disordered, his veins were broken and he died."

Mo Qi suddenly looked up.

The noble young master continued: "But he didn't lose his internal energy on the spot, but just happened to be trapped by the troops sent by the Holy One to guard Canhe Village, he lost his temper and died of broken tendons."

"Although the old friends in the past have been disheartened by Murong Fu's various evil deeds, Murong Fu is their former master after all. If the news of Murong Fu's death at the hands of the Holy One gets out, I'm afraid it will disturb Gusu, okay? An easy turmoil."

"Therefore, Murong Fu cannot die. He must live."

Mo Qi: "But Murong Fu is dead."

The nobleman smiled: "That's why I have my business." He straightened his sleeves unhurriedly, and saluted Mo Qi, "Murong Fu, the second son of the Murong family in Hanshan, has seen the country. division."

Murong Fu teased implicitly but not so implicitly: "The method of exchanging the civet cat for the prince, our current emperor, is very experienced."

No wonder, no wonder there is no one guarding this Shenhe Villa!

Even the people in the villa are already Zhao Zhen's people, so what's the need to stay there?

Mo Qi was startled, and at the same time, he immediately thought of another question. He looked back at Abi who was leaning against the door of the tea room: "Then Abi——"

She decided to stay in Shenhe Village for the rest of her life because of Murong Fu.Does she know that this "Murong" is not that "Murong"?

Murong Fu looked at the girl leaning carelessly outside the door, looking at the koi carp in the courtyard, with a graceful and slender back, there was an undisguised and touching emotion in his eyes, which was deep but not revealing. From love to courtesy: "She didn't know it at first, but later... she still knew it. But after so many years, she has accepted the fact that the former Murong Fu is no longer alive, and now..."

Abi seemed to feel Murong Fu's gentle gaze on her, turned around and smiled happily at Murong Fu.

The originally restrained and gentle smile on Murong Fu's face was suddenly uncontrollable, and the corner of his mouth widened a bit: "We are married."

He and Abi looked at each other sweetly for a long time with the silly look that is typical of a person in love, before he came back to his senses under Ximen Chuuxue's cold eyes.He coughed a few times, retracted his gaze embarrassedly, and straightened his expression: "These are all gossip. Next, the reason why the Holy One specially invited the Taoist priest to come to Yanziwu."

"In order to maintain the illusion that Murong Fu and his maid, Abi, are still trapped in Sanhezhuang, Abi and I can't leave Sanhezhuang for a long time, and every time we go out, we have to pretend."

Murong Fu: "It's more convenient for me. After all, when I pretended to be Murong Fu, I took the disguise; after leaving Canhezhuang, I can use my original appearance. But Abi can't. So every time we go out, we They are all extremely cautious.”

"It happened a week ago."

Ximen Chuuxue turned his eyes away and listened carefully to Murong Fu's words.Apparently, Murong Fu didn't tell him this part of the story before Mo Daochang came.

"That day, Abi's rouge was not enough, and she was bored in Sanhezhuang, so I took her out of Shenhezhuang to buy new rouge. I asked Abi to try rouge and lip balm. I went to the jewelry shop next door, trying to buy a set of jade ornaments for her."

"But when I bought jade ornaments and went back to the rouge shop, I saw a man wearing a veil standing behind Abi. Although Abi was trying rouge, her face was very pale, as if she was very scared I noticed something was wrong, and immediately walked to her side, and the man left without saying a word."

"After returning, Abi told me that under the veil, she vaguely recognized the face that belonged to Murong Fu."

Ximen Chuuxue: "Murong Fu died."

Murong Fu looked at Ximen Chuuxue, his originally gentle gaze became sharp, and he met Ximen Chuuxue's cold gaze without flinching, without any fear, he said bluntly: "City Lord Ye is also dead."

Mo Qi's heart skipped a beat: "You mean, Murong Fu has been resurrected. Like City Lord Ye, he was also resurrected by the shadow man."

Murong Fu nodded, and his clear and beautiful brows frowned: "That's right. Since that day, when Abi and I go to bed at night, I can often feel a gaze looking at us. Abi has not seen it for several days. Get a good night's sleep."

Murong Fu: "It doesn't matter if you get a good night's sleep or not. Even if Murong Fu really comes back to life, it won't be a big deal if he goes mad and kills us both." Murong Fu said this very calmly, "But as far as I know, the shadow Every time people are resurrected and sent out, they always have a task.”

A hint of worry appeared on Murong Fu's face: "Why did Murong Fu return to Gusu? If it was leaked that Murong Fu was replaced by a civet cat for the prince back then, would he be eloquent and tell the story of the old man? All the evil things that have ruined his reputation, and put them on me and the Holy One, so as to regain the trust of those subordinates back then?"

"So, His Majesty asked me to come because he wanted me to catch Murong Fu? That's all?" Mo Qi said slowly.

Murong Fu shook his head: "No."

His voice was still as warm as melting water in warm spring: "It's not about catching him, it's about killing him completely, so that he will never have the chance to meddle in Gusu and disturb any pool of clear water."

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Canhezhuang, east wing room.

Ximen Chuuxue and Mo Qi walked slowly in the seemingly endless corridor.

Ximen Chuuxue: "Are you going to help him?"

Ximen Chuuxue was talking about Zhao Zhen.

Mo Qi walked very slowly, Ximen Chuuxue stopped several times to wait for him: "I don't know."

Ximen Chuuxue raised his eyebrows.

Mo Qi paused: "What do you think is the reason why Murong Fu returned to Gusu this time?"

Ximen Chuuxue: "According to the past situation... either for medicine or money."

Mo Qi: "Then why did he sneak into Shenhe Village in the middle of the night to see his former maid?"

Ximen Chuuxue thought for a while: "Murong Fu took his identity."

Mo Qi said softly: "He shouldn't remember."

If Murong Fu is a shadow man, then he should not remember who he was, let alone Canhezhuang and Abi.He sneaked into Shenhe Village every night to see Abi and Murong Fu sharing the same bed, why?

Did he already remember something?

Or...he has already lost all his memories, and his life is blank. He wandered instinctively, returned to the place where he grew up, returned to his former home, but found that this place that he instinctively thought should belong to him is no longer there. There is no place for him anymore.

Ximen Chuuxue understood: "You think that Murong Fu has lost his memory, so he can be regarded as a clean second life. Even if he is now doing the act of stealing treasures, it is the shadow man who manipulates him to do it. You Don't want to kill him."

Mo Qi stood where he was and fell silent.

Ximen Chuuxue said exactly what he thought in his heart.

Murong Fu, who murdered his subordinates in order to restore the country, has died in Shenhe Village.The one who woke up was just a blank, unable to remember anything, a wandering soul whose home was no longer his own.He has no revenge for the restoration of the country, no goals in life, and wanders in the Liantang market in Gusu in a trance, just for the orders instilled in him by the shadow man.

Ximen Chuuxue glanced at Mo Qi and frowned.

In Ximen Chuuxue's heart, he couldn't understand why Mo Qi hesitated.Murong Fu wanted to seize the money and kill him.If you want to seize the medicine, kill it.If you want to disturb the tranquility of Gusu, kill him.

But Ximen Chuuxue knew Mo Qi as a friend in his heart, so his words became: "Find Murong Fu first, and then we will talk about the future."

Ximen Chuuxue thought: If Murong Fu didn't recover his memory, and he didn't commit any heinous things this time, then it's okay to give him a second life.But if Murong Fu committed an unforgivable crime, or recovered his memory... If Mo Qi can't do it, then he can do it for him.

For the three trips this year, helping Lu Xiaofeng solve troubles counts as one time, Nanhai counts as one time, and Gusu counts as one time.He hasn't fought here in Gusu yet, Gusu Murong Fu, who returned to his body with the same way, can be regarded as an opponent worthy of his sword.

Thinking of this, Ximen Chuuxue, who continued to walk to his room with Mo Qi, couldn't help thinking of a new question: ... How did Murong Fu "repay the other with the same way"?

Ximen Chuuxue was stumped by the question that suddenly popped into his head: ...Could it be that Murong Fu could also stab a flying fairy when facing the lonely city?

Ximen Chuuxue suddenly felt a little bit of anticipation: If so, it's time to fight, great kindness!

Murong Fu who was still hiding in a small shabby house: "Ah Choo!!"

…………

Ximen Chuuxue really took good care of Ye Gucheng's body.

At least as far as Mo Qi could see, the clothes were renewed, the hair crown was renewed, and even the nails were perfectly trimmed.

Mo Qi: "City Master Ye hasn't woken up yet, but what other reactions did you have?"

Ximen Chuixue said calmly with no expression on his face: "When you wipe your body, change your clothes, or push your muscles, your ears will turn red."

Mo Qi: "..."

Mo Qi subconsciously looked at Ye Gucheng's ear.

Ruyu's earlobes turned red slowly again.

Mo Qi moved closer: "He...can hear us?"

Ximen Chuuxue calmly said: "Yes." He turned around, and said to Ye Gucheng, who was placed on the bed by him, and his white clothes were neat and wrinkle-free, "I just want to fight with you."

Ximen Chuuxue said indifferently: "It's not popular anymore."

City Lord Ye's ears instantly went blank.

Mo Qi: "..."

Ximen Chuuxue rigorously conducted an experiment on the question "Does Ye Gucheng perceive the outside world?"

He leaned down, and said in Ye Gucheng's ear with a low magnetic and cold voice: "Wipe at night."

Mo Qi watched Ye Gucheng's ears turn red again.

Ximen Chuuxue: "Let's fight with you."

The tips of the ears are white.

It can be seen that Ximen Chuuxue has found a way to get along with Ye Gucheng who does not want to wake up and enjoy himself in the past few days when he retrieved Ye Gucheng.

Mo Qi asked: "Since City Lord Ye responds to external stimuli, apart from the usual things like brushing yourself, has the owner ever talked to City Lord Ye?"

Ximen Chuuxue said coldly: "What are you talking about?"

Mo Qi pondered for a while: "What's the status quo of Baiyun City?"

I don't know if it was Mo Qi's delusion, but Ximen Chuixue's cold voice seemed to contain a trace of resentment: "When he first came to Baiyun City, he seemed to be waking up, but after the ninth son and I quelled the chaos in Baiyun City, he disappeared again. "

I knew it would not calm down, it depends on whether you wake up or not - Mo Qi always thinks that Ximen Chuuxue seems to mean this.

But—"With the Ninth Young Master?"

Mo Qi asked in bewilderment: "What do you mean with the ninth son?"

Ximen Chuuxue nodded slightly: "On the second day I arrived in Baiyun City, the Ninth Young Master led people to help, and the chaos in the city disappeared after half a day. Now Baiyun City is being guarded by the Ninth Young Master's people, so it should be fine."

Mo Qi: "...?"

???

How can it be taken for granted?

Mo Qi suddenly realized that apart from people like Chu Liuxiang and Hu Tiehua who were drugged by Gong Jiu together with him, and people like Zhan Zhao and Bao Zheng who already knew the ambitions of Prince Taiping, no one knew what Gong Jiu was like. Under Zhang's seemingly cold and meticulous skin, there is a poisonous core.

Ximen Chuuxue has never met Gong Jiu, but has only dealt with him in the South China Sea, and he feels that "this is a companion who seems to have an affair with Daoist Mo", and coupled with the fact that Gong Jiu always hides a very good illusion on weekdays, he actually took it seriously He felt that Gong Jiu was as reliable as Mo Qi and Chu Liuxiang.

Mo Qi couldn't help but look at Ye Gucheng sadly: "..."

He sighed and turned to Ye Gucheng: "The owner of Ximen trusts the wrong person."

"Gong Jiu is not a reliable person. In order to catch me, he once poisoned Jiang Shanzui's tea; kidnapped my current apprentice as a threat; but anyone who made him unhappy would not survive the next day. Yumen Guandong Xun The son of the king, Zhao Xian, once spoke disrespectfully to the ninth son. On the second day after the Yumenguan case was concluded, he was pierced by thousands of knives in the prison of Baima Temple before he went to the beheading stage. He bled and died in pain. Torture instruments for prisoners."

Doesn't Mo Qi know about Gong Jiu's little tricks behind her back?

He is so close to Gong Jiu, so he knows it better than anyone else.

Gong Jiu is not a kind person.Mo Qi understood this matter better than anyone else.

But when Gong Jiu was walking with him, he didn't look like the vicious Gong Jiu who must take revenge. This is the most contradictory thing for Mo Qi.

When walking with Gong Jiu countless times, Mo Qi said to himself over and over in his heart: I am seeking skin from a tiger.

But this tiger turned over its belly every time, revealing its fluffy belly, retracted its paws, and meowed softly like a harmless big cat.

It also learned from the Persian cat’s nonchalant attitude. When approaching, it clings to begging for caress. When leaving, it also curls up its long, fluffy tail and hooks Mo Qi’s arm vaguely, as if urging him to hurry up. Come and coax it, and it will fall into his arms again.

Ximen Chuuxue loosened his hand holding the sword: "He moved."

Mo Qi smiled bitterly and said to Ye Gucheng: "City Master, you should wake up quickly. If you don't wake up, Baiyun City will really change."

After half a year.

Ye Gucheng finally opened his eyes again.

Waking up the first sentence: "Go to Baiyun City."

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It is impossible to go to Baiyun City.Ye Gucheng has been lying in the coffin for half a year, no matter how powerful a swordsman is, he can't resume action immediately.

However, he did not go crazy, but regained his sanity and recovered his memory, which was a surprise.

Mo Qi deeply suspected that it was Ximen Chuuxue who said in Ye Gucheng's ear every day, "Wish to fight with you" to stimulate his recovery.

Mo Qi handed needles to Ximen Chuuxue, who was helping Ye Gucheng with acupuncture, and comforted him: "Don't worry, the city owner, it's okay."

How can it be all right? !If it weren't for the serious lack of strength in his hands and feet, Ye Gucheng would really turn over from the bed immediately: "But you clearly said before——"

"I haven't finished my words yet." After waking up Ye Gucheng, Mo Qi's tone changed and he refused to admit it.

Mo Qi still used the low and steady reliable tone before, and set a standard for others: "—but Baiyun City is in Gong Jiu's hands, and it is safe for the time being. As long as no one deliberately provokes him like Zhao Xian, Gong Jiu I don’t lose my temper at will.”

If Gong Jiu is really the kind of lunatic who bites whoever he sees, even if he is a beautiful and cute little tiger, Mo Qi will not let him torment him every day.

Ye Gucheng: "...?"

A question mark slowly popped up in Ye Gucheng's heart.

You were the one who said that Baiyun City was going to end, and you were the one who said it was fine. You Taoist priest, you seem taciturn, why are you so dishonest?

Ximen Chuuxue was happy in his heart, but no one could see a wave of fluctuation on his face. His voice was still cold: "He didn't lie either."

At most, I said half and left half.

Moreover, Mo Qi finally finished speaking, he did not tell a single lie.

Regardless of being honest or not, at least Ye Gucheng finally woke up, and other things can be put aside for the time being.

Moreover, Ximen Chuuxue still has a debt to settle with Ye Gucheng.

Ximen Chuuxue saved the silver needle in his hand, and said coldly, "Master Ye."

Ye Gucheng instinctively moved the leg that was pierced by Ximen Chuixue: "...what?"

City Lord Ye now has a headache when he sees Ximen Chuuxue.Seeing Ximen Chuuxue, two words floated in my mind inexplicably.

In one sentence, it is "wiping the body".One sentence is "willing to fight with you".

Ximen Chuuxue stared at Ye Gucheng closely, and then showed a disapproving expression: "The top of the Forbidden City, in order to go all out and have no distractions, I canceled the wedding banquet with Xiuqing."

Ximen Chuuxue: "But you don't have any distractions."

Ye Gucheng: "..."

In the first year of Ye Gucheng's death, Ximen Chuuxue was really angry because Ye Gucheng let go of the water without distraction. He was even so angry that he planted Ye Gucheng's sword in the plum forest of Wanmei Villa. The sullenness in my heart is even more bulging.

But further back.

Ximen Chuuxue still retrieved Ye Gucheng's sword.Put it on your bed.After wiping his saber every day, he would take out Ye Gucheng's sword and wipe it again.

After Ye Gucheng, there is no second Ye Gucheng.

Ximen Chuuxue looked at Ye Gucheng silently, his eyes were right.

Ye Gucheng also rarely hesitated: "...I... use Baiyun City to re-open the wedding banquet with you?"

Ximen Chuuxue took back the last silver needle, and coldly uttered a word to Ye Gucheng: "Heh."

Owner Ximen shook his sleeves and left the room.

Ye Gucheng's eyes fell on Mo Qi beside him.

Mo Qi kept his eyes on his nose and his heart, and put the used silver needle back into his sleeve: "Farewell."

In an hour, the three of them said a total of twelve sentences together, but they completed "I gave up my new wife for you, but you only want to restore the country! I waited for you for several years, and now you wake up and only think about it." Baiyun City. Now it’s time for you to pay off your debts, don’t think that this matter will end easily!” and the classic drama of “Don’t look at me, it has nothing to do with me”.

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When Mo Qi and Ximen Chuuxue went out together, Ye Gucheng had already taken the medicinal wine Mo Qi brought and fell asleep.

Ximen Chuuxue pushed open the gate of Shenhezhuang: "Can Gucheng really get out of bed in three days?"

When he said this, Ximen Chuixue felt cold all over his body, and his hand was still on the sword at his waist.

Mo Qi: "... yes."

It seemed that even if City Lord Ye could get out of bed, he might not be able to rush to Baiyun City immediately.According to Ximen Chuuxue's performance, Ye Gucheng still has a headache.

The two performed lightness kung fu, tapped the lotus leaves, and skimmed across the water surface of the lotus pond in Yanziwu.

As soon as he returned to the Gusu market, Mo Qi was stunned.

The white-clothed Taoists who used to be all over the street have now all been replaced by black robes.It took less than half a day for them to come out of Swallow Pier, and these Taoists have already changed their outfits.

The expression on Ximen Chuuxue's face softened a little, and he glanced at Mo Qi: "As I expected."

Mo Qi: "..."

The two walked along the street to the rouge shop that Murong Fu mentioned, and happened to pass by the teahouse where Mo Qi rested earlier, and it was already full of people.

Surrounded by the sea of ​​people, Xiao Er yelled, "Don't squeeze, don't squeeze, come one by one!"

"The table and the chair that the Taihang Immortal has sat on are still warm! The time to sit for a cup of tea is only ten taels of silver!"

Ximen Chuuxue repeated word for word: "Yu, Wen?"

Mo Qi choked on his chest with a sulky breath: "... let's go."

The rouge shop that Murong Fu mentioned had very little business.Compared with the bustling Shen's rouge shops along the street, which opened several stores, it can be said that "there are few cars and horses left in front of the door".

It is also for this reason that Murong Fu and Abi chose to buy rouge in this shop, to minimize contact with people.

When Mo Qi and Ximen Chuuxue stepped into the store, the shopkeeper who was leaning against the counter happened to snore loudly.

Mo Qi looked around the rouge shop for a while, and the fragrant rouge smell came to his nostrils, but it was quite light and elegant, and it was indeed more suitable for Miss Abi than the rich and fragrant rouge in Shen's rouge shop.

Mo Qi stepped forward and patted the shopkeeper's shoulder lightly: "The shopkeeper."

The shopkeeper lost his balance for a moment and almost hit his head against the wall.

Mo Qi supported the shopkeeper's shoulder: "Be careful."

The shopkeeper squinted his eyes and stretched vigorously, rubbed his hands, and put on an enthusiastic expression: "Guest officer, what do you want to see? Rouge? Lipstick? Or Dankou? We have everything you need in this shop, and you are satisfied."

Mo Qi withdrew his hand: "We're not here to buy anything, we just want to ask the shopkeeper—"

The shopkeeper's face changed suddenly, and he stretched out his hand ferociously and pushed Mo Qi: "I didn't come to buy things, but I woke up the labor and management, get on it! I'm afraid it wasn't that bastard from Shen's next door who invited me to amuse me!"

He was full of anger, and pushed Mo Qi with all his strength. He thought he could push him staggeringly, but he didn't expect that the tall man in black robe was not pushed by him at all, but he himself slipped and almost fell down.

The shopkeeper withdrew his hand in astonishment: "You—" He widened his eyes, and after a while, he yelled, "What's the matter, that Shen, to amuse me, actually spent money to invite people from Jianghu to make trouble?!"

Ximen Chuuxue frowned from the noise, and the air-conditioning on his body became increasingly chilly.

Mo Qi sighed, knowing what is the most effective way at this time.

Mo Qi took out a gold leaf: "From here to here. I bought this row of rouge."

The voice of the shopkeeper cursing stopped abruptly, and he was so surprised that he forgot to pick up Jin Yezi: "You, what did you say?"

Mo Qi put the gold leaf on the counter: "But not enough?"

The shopkeeper shook his head dumbfounded: "Enough...enough."

Not only is it enough, his family's rouge is sold cheaply, and they are all used by ordinary people. This one gold leaf is enough for Mo Qi to buy a whole cabinet of rouge.

The shopkeeper stretched out his hand suspiciously, and took the gold leaf away, only to be convinced that these two taciturn, tall and burly men who looked like they were here to find fault were really not sent by the Shen family next door.

The shopkeeper immediately felt embarrassed, and hurriedly helped Mo Qi put on rouge, while apologizing repeatedly: "This... I'm really sorry, I misunderstood, I misunderstood."

Mo Qi: "It doesn't matter." He watched the shopkeeper busy packing the rouge into boxes, "It's just that I still have questions to ask the shopkeeper."

The shopkeeper stopped moving, wondering: "Guest officer, do you have any questions? But you are worried that there is something wrong with my rouge? You can rest assured that even if there is something wrong with Shen's rouge next door, my rouge will be fine!"

Mo Qi shook his head: "No."

The shopkeeper was even more strange: "Then what's the problem?"

Mo Qi: "A week ago, a couple came to buy rouge. The husband went to the jewelry store next door to buy jewelry, and the lady stayed here to choose rouge alone. Do you have any impression of the shopkeeper?"

The shopkeeper suddenly realized: "Oh - you want to ask this, I really have a little impression. This couple often come to my house to buy rouge!" He said something wrong, "Wait, guest officer, you ask What is this for?"

Mo Qi continued: "At that time, besides this lady, there was another man, wearing a curtain hat, who was also in the shop. Maybe he didn't buy rouge, but just kept staring at this lady. Shopkeeper, you have to treat this person with respect. Do you still have an impression?"

The shopkeeper hissed: "Hey, it really happened. The man entered the store after the husband left, and when he entered the store, he just stared at the young lady. Later, the couple left, That man just bought a piece of rouge, and followed."

The shopkeeper took a deep breath: "Could it be that - that man, what do you think about that little lady!?"

"..." Mo Qi was helpless, "It's not... but the shopkeeper, have you ever seen this man again in the future?"

"Hmm..." The shopkeeper pondered for a moment, wondering: "Well, let me tell you the truth, I... I'm a bit face blind, and I can see people in the same way. If you ask me this, I really answer I can't come out. But, you go ahead! The waiter in the teahouse in front has a good memory. If that man really appeared in this market, he will definitely remember it."

"Which teahouse?" Mo Qi asked.

The shopkeeper went out and pointed: "That's the one. Eh? Here, why are there so many people gathered in front of their house?"

Mo Qi and Ximen Chuuxue looked in the direction of the shopkeeper's finger, and the familiar teahouse came into view.

According to the shopkeeper, the yelling of the mistress who had "the ability to remember with a photographic memory" spread down the street into Mo Qi's ears:

"You, yes, just you! You haven't paid the money yet! Don't think I forgot!"

"And you! You have been here, I remember! It is said that one person can only sit once!"

"I have already sat 78 guests, today's share, there are still 22! Don't come again when the opportunity is not lost, there is still warmth in the seat where Taihang Xianzun sat! Come quickly, today's 100 people are full, If you want to sit again, you will have to wait until tomorrow!"

Mo Qi: "..."

Ximen Chuuxue: "Yu Wen."

Mo Qi: "..."

Ximen Chuuxue: "Taihang Immortal, let's go?"

Mo Qi: "..."

There may be cracks in the ground, allowing him to drill a hole.

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Teahouse, elegant room.

Xiao Er was terrified, his head stuck in his head, and he almost wanted to bury his head in his chest.

The shopkeeper apologized again and again: "Oh, I lost my mind for a while. Mo Daoxian, Master Guoshi, you have a lot, don't be angry!"

Hearing the word "National Teacher", Mo Qi felt tightness in his chest: "It's okay, don't say any more."

The shopkeeper said cautiously: "Then...then I will take Ji Er down?"

Ji Er looked up at Mo Qi hopefully.

Mo Qi: "I still have something to ask him."

Ji Er was wilted.

Mo Qi asked the shopkeeper to leave the room first, and after closing the door, Fang asked: "I heard that you have the ability of photographic memory?"

Ji Er hurriedly said: "They are all trivial skills, how can they compare to Guo—"

Mo Qi was shocked, and immediately opened his mouth, interrupting Ji Er's words, not allowing the word "teacher" behind him to say: "Have you ever met this person?"

Mo Qi handed Murong Fu's portrait to Ji Er.

Ji Zhan took it tremblingly: "...No."

Mo Qi changed another one, it was also drawn by Murong Fu, it was a man wearing a curtain hat.The man in the portrait is painted in full body, and the accessories on his body are extremely clear.

When Ji Er saw it, his eyes lit up: "I've seen it!"

Mo Qi: "Where?"

Ji Er: "This person often wanders around the Shen family's rouge shop! Hmm...but it's always at night. I'm the one in charge of closing the teahouse, so I'm the last one to stay. This week , when the door was closed at night, I saw him several times, wandering around the back door of Shen's rouge shop..."

Mo Qi and Ximen Chuuxue looked at each other.

It's Shen's rouge shop again.

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Shen's rouge shop, inside the guest room.

The deputy shopkeeper laughed, and said to the handsome man in snow-white fur: "My lord, is there anything you like? If you are tired of choosing, I will recommend a rouge for you."

Half of the man's face was almost buried in the fine-textured, fluffy fur at the edge of the fur coat, only the upper half of his pale face was exposed.Full forehead, straight nose bridge, deep and narrow eyes... The cold murderous look was not covered by the fluffy shawl, which made the deputy shopkeeper sweat profusely when he entered the door.

He didn't nod his head, and didn't refuse, just sat on the grand teacher's chair without saying a word, playing with a folding fan made of white jade bones.

The deputy shopkeeper wiped off his cold sweat, and whispered to Xiao Er for bringing a small box wrapped in red velvet.

Unwrapping the red velvet wrapped outside, the small box inside was actually carved out of pure white jade. Cranes spread their wings in the flowing cloud pattern, and four round pearls were inlaid on the four square corners as if they were not luxurious enough. Knowing that the cost is expensive, it makes people look forward to how beautiful the rouge contained in such a box is.

The deputy shopkeeper opened the box, revealing the rouge inside.

It is pink and has a cool fragrance, which is not at all different from the rich and fragrant rouge spread by Shen's rouge in the outer room.

The deputy shopkeeper said flatteringly: "This rouge is prepared by our shopkeeper himself. It is rare in the whole Song Dynasty. Even the branches in Jinling and Bianjing can't buy it..."

Gong Jiu raised her eyebrows: "Oh?"

In fact, when he saw the floating clouds and flying cranes on the box,