In the dim hall, there are only a few night pearls faintly emitting cold light, and countless Rakshasa masks are hung on the uneven walls around them, and the masks look extremely mad in the dim and unknown night.

The strange silence in the hall is so quiet that the needles can be heard, and it is so quiet that it makes people feel depressed

Then looking up the steps, I could vaguely see a man sitting in a lazy posture on the main seat submerged in darkness.

Countless holes were carved into the wall behind the man, and in each hole was a square brocade box.

"Pavilion master, the man is still shouting outside. ”

The silence was broken by the sound of several deliberations.

The man above didn't say a word, but let out a low sneer from his chest. It wasn't until the laughter stopped abruptly that the gloomy and cold voice came out.

"Ignore it. ”

The people who stood in the hall hunched answered in horror, and then quietly withdrew.

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This night, Shen Qingyu didn't sleep well.

Tomorrow, the so-called "living immortals" will set up an altar to catch demons, even though under the man's suggestion, he knows Tang'er's intentions.

She was also fully prepared, but for some reason, there was still a hidden uneasiness in her heart.

There was a rustling of leaves outside the courtyard, and the closed door creaked open with a ............

She casually glanced at the man strolling in, and obediently moved in.

The side suddenly sank, and she glanced sideways, and the man was already lying beside her.

Seeing that the woman lifted the futon and was about to tear her clothes, the man's slightly cold and rough big hand fell on the back of her hand.

The indulgent voice couldn't hear any emotion: "Don't suck blood today!"

Yes, it's better not to suck.

Shen Qingyu stopped moving, and here Xiao Chengyu took his big hand, and the futon fell back on the two of them.

In the night, my eyes rolled around, and I thought about what I wanted to say, but when it came to my mouth, I couldn't say it.

The night was silent, and the two of them lay silently.

Suddenly, his big hand landed on the top of her hair, and two fingers tapped her head.

His movements made her stiff all over, and she straightened up, not daring to make the slightest move, as well-behaved as a soft kitten.

Although she couldn't figure out his thoughts, she knew in her heart that she couldn't afford to offend this man, so it was better to be a little white rabbit obediently.

After a while, he suddenly withdrew his hand, and then threw a small white porcelain bottle to her.

The small porcelain vase was spread out in the palm of her hand, and she glanced at it, and her blinking suspicious gaze fell on him.

With this man's mystery, there must be some poison in this porcelain bottle! But what to do with her poison?

The dustless and waveless eyes reflected the woman's somewhat confused appearance, and no one could see a touch of tenderness in the deepest part of the cold cover.

He looked at her expressionlessly, his thin lips opened lightly, and he said unhurriedly: "Fire sickle powder." ”

Shen Qingyu was stunned for a moment, his brows were almost invisible and frowned slightly, what did he do with her fire sickle powder?

However, the cold voice that suddenly sounded unraveled the confusion in her heart.

"Under certain circumstances, the fire sickle powder will spontaneously combust, and sometimes the ghost fire seen in the cemetery is caused by the burning of the fire sickle powder. ”

She suddenly brightened up, and faintly understood what he meant by giving her fire sickle powder.

The living fairy wanted to catch the demon, so she simply sent a demon to him.

With her mind decided, the corners of her slightly hooked mouth curled with a touch of slyness. Looking at the man, he smiled whimsily: "Thank you for mentioning it, the little one understands." ”

The woman's cunning little appearance like a fox was reflected in his eyes, but he quietly disappeared into his heart, and he rubbed the woman's soft green silk without saying a word.

It's like the owner petting his pet............

Well, this stupid woman is still good..................

Her little face turned black, could she kill him?

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On the second day, the sun was a little strong, the sun overhead was bright and dazzling, and a thin breeze mixed with a stream of heat was coming, passing through the crowd, the woman quickened her pace and went straight towards the Yixing Distillery on Lin'an Street.

Today's Yixing Distillery is a bit depressed, and I can't see a single person drinking for a long time, but on the contrary, the Deren Distillery in Xiaofu is prosperous.

Liu Shu, who was always watching, saw the comer, and didn't care about the tea that his little servant had just poured, so he hurriedly got up and greeted him: "Miss, something happened." ”

From Liu Shu's expression, it can be seen that this matter is not an ordinary trivial matter, otherwise with Liu Shu's ability, he would definitely not be so anxious.

It's just that what will make Liu Shu do this?

In the past, the little guys who had no time to spare were lying on the table idle, looking drowsy.

Seeing her, he got up hurriedly and called Miss respectfully.

She bowed her head slightly expressionlessly, which was regarded as a response.

Liu Shuguan had the foresight to see her, and when he saw her go straight to the back hall, he took the lead in opening the green cloth door curtain.

Walking to the courtyard of the back hall, Shen Qingyu paused and said bluntly: "What's wrong?"

The woman's expression was extremely serious, Liu Shu didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly said: "All the farms that used to cooperate with our winery have now resold the wine-making flowers to the Deren winery in Xiao Mansion. ”

Xiao Bingyu still couldn't bear it and was ready to make a move.

The lack of raw materials for winemaking is undoubtedly a heavy blow to Yixing Distillery, and now they have cooperation with almost half of the restaurants and inns in Chang'an.

Xiao Bingyu's move is ruthless enough!

She groaned with a cold face: "What about the paperwork that you signed when you cooperated with these farms?"

Liu Shu's heart moved: "Little Lao'er, I'll go and fetch it for Miss." ”

She nodded silently, and the condensed light at the bottom of her eyes seemed to be shattering little by little.

"Miss. ”

The woman with beautiful eyebrows and eyes lifted the cyan curtain with one hand, and walked over with a bowl of something in the other.

The person who came was Meng Fu, who was placed by her in Yixing Winery.

The solemnity on her complexion eased a little, she raised the corners of her mouth, looked at the thing in Meng Fu's hand, and smiled warmly: "Sour plum soup?"

"Well, it's hot, and this soup is the best way to quench your thirst. ”

She smiled and took the sour plum soup handed over by Meng Fu: "Thank you." ”

Meng Fu shook his head in panic and flattery, and just as Liu Shu came over with a brocade box............

After a general glance at the contents of the documents signed with the three farms, Shen Qingyu pinched his eyebrows, and his face was slightly cold.

This document specified that the cooperation period was about three years, and now it is only half a year, and these three wineries have openly defected, which is simply hateful.

Liu Shu thought for a while, and considered the words: "Miss, according to the little old man, why don't you ask a master to sue the three farms to the yamen?"

Liu Shu's thoughts are exactly the same as her.

She nodded approvingly, and blurted out without thinking: "Leave this matter to Uncle Liu." ”

When Liu Shu heard this, he immediately responded.

"That's right. As if thinking of something, her red lips opened slightly, and she asked unhurriedly: "How did Uncle Liu do in Jingzhou before?"

At the mention of this, Liu Shu's bleak face finally had a hint of joy: "The brewery opened in Jingzhou is not bad, and I have already negotiated cooperation with several restaurants over there." ”

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The night was shrouded, the clouds avoided the moon, and Chang'an City was silent.

At the right time, everyone in the Mo Mansion gathered in the courtyard of Mrs. Mo, and everyone was waiting for them............

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