"Son Moxiao He greets his father! I wish my father happiness such as longevity in the East China Sea!" Mo Xiaohe knelt on the ground and kowtowed, and Ye Mu, who was kneeling on the side, also kowtowed.

Mo Wuchang just nodded casually, he had long lost his original spirit, and his voice was like a mosquito and fly, and he needed to use the man standing quietly on the side to pass the word.

"The master asked, who is the person kneeling beside the third son?"

Mo Xiao He arched his hand and said with a smile: "This is my newly accepted disciple recently, named Mu Qing, and the nephew of the willow girl in the city. ”

Mo Wuchang nodded again, his narrowed eyes looked at Ye Mu, and the man on the same side said a word.

The man said again: "The master said, wait for the fifteenth day of the next month, and give your disciple the surname Mo." ”

"Thank you, father!"

"Thank you!"

Mo Xiaohe and Ye Mu kowtowed together.

Mo Wuchang shook his hand at the two of them, and the meaning was very clear, that is, let them go down.

The two left together, because with Mo Xiao beside him, Ye Mu did not rush to open the action, but took the opportunity to find out the southeast and northwest, and identified where the east house was.

The task of the two of them today is very simple, that is, to stand at the door and greet the guests.

The sky was a little bright, firecrackers, gongs and drums rang out, and the rich people and traders in the city all came to the door of the Mo family with heavy gifts, and said loudly: "Congratulations on the birthday of Mo Lao!"

Even when the sky was bright, dozens or hundreds of people had come to congratulate them, looking at the real money, Mo Lao's face was finally a little more happy.

"Hahaha," a hearty laugh came from outside the door, Ye Mu looked over, and suddenly saw Xiao Yun, one of the patriarchs of the three major families, he strode forward, followed by the subordinates who carried three big boxes, "Xiao Yun, the patriarch of the Xiao family, has come to congratulate Brother Mo!"

At the entrance, Ye Mu noticed that there was more anger on Mo Xiaohe's face, but he still said words of welcome without smiling, but this gritted voice, no matter what, couldn't hide it.

But on the other hand, Xiao Yun, hearing the sound of gnashing his teeth, it was like hearing a joke, and he laughed even happier.

Followed by the white-haired Zhang Taihong, he was dressed in a fairy style, walking in front of several family members, also smiling.

Obviously, these two patriarchs did not come to congratulate them today, but came to settle down, after all, they were also one of Ye Mu's accomplices in the auction hall.

After that, all the people in the city were sent to them, their hands were empty, and they didn't bring anything, but they all came to kowtow in front of the Mo family patriarch.

After Ye Mu asked, he realized that it was not Mo Wuchang who invited these people to the banquet, but that their annual taxes were very heavy, and only those who paid the most taxes were qualified to come to the banquet.

Although these people are all smiling on their faces, it is not difficult to find that they are really just smiling, obviously they are bullied on weekdays, and they dare not speak out.

After standing for a while, Ye Mu heard a familiar voice floating from a distance.

"Mo Gongzi. ”

Mo Xiaohe's yawning action stopped suddenly, changed to an excited expression, and looked at the woman who was walking towards him, it was Liu Wu.

Liu Fu came, first greeted Mo Gongzi, and then looked at Ye Mu and said, "Nephew, farewell to half a moon, do you have any efforts to practice?"

"Returning to my aunt's words, I never delayed for a moment. Ye Mu said.

Neither of them is stupid, and as soon as these words came out, they both understood what the other party meant.

Liu Mu was asking if Ye Mu was ready to steal the treasure, and Ye Mu replied that he was ready.

Liu Wu touched Ye Mu's head dotingly, and then walked into the room, obviously going to Mo Wuchang to congratulate him on his birthday.

There was an endless stream of people, from the light of day to the dark of the day, and the stomach was already hungry, but they did not hear the word "dinner" for a long time.

The lights were bright, countless tables and chairs had been set up in the courtyard, and in the hall, the guests and hosts were seated, Mo Xiaohe entered the hall, and Ye Mu sat on a cronie table outside the door.

Outside the door, under the light of the lights, while the banquet was opened, Ye Mu found an excuse to leave the table, and turned into the appearance of the servant he met that day, and walked towards the east house in the dark.

But just when he came to the east house, he took out a key that could open ten thousand locks from the ring and was about to open the lock and steal the treasure, but suddenly someone shouted: "Catch the thief!"

Ye Mu was suddenly startled, thinking that he had been discovered, and the wings behind him were ready, ready to fly away at any time, but at this moment, he found that no one was looking at him, but they had gone elsewhere, he looked up in horror, and then followed the sound, and suddenly saw a man in a night suit, jumping onto the wall.

The man in the night suit arched his hand at everyone and shouted, "Under the thief Holy White Emperor, thank you to the old Mo baby." ”

With that, he walked away, followed by countless family guards who jumped on the wall and chased him, and there was chaos in the courtyard for a while.

Ye Mu hurriedly took this opportunity, opened the door of the house and pushed the door in, regardless of the three-seven-twenty-one, everything was stuffed into the ring, and then he turned his head and was about to leave, but when he went out, he found that there was already a familiar person standing outside the door-Mo Xiaohe.

"Wang San, why are you!" Mo Xiao He was in disbelief at first, and then shouted angrily, and hit Ye Mu with a punch.

Although Mo Xiaohe had no kindness with Ye Mu, he also had no enmity, he didn't want to hurt him, so he dodged his punch sideways, and then said: "Offended!"

With just one punch, it hit Mo Xiaohe's stomach, and he snorted and fell to the ground.

"The thieves are here!"

Suddenly, many guards were about to come, but Mo Xiaohe suddenly grabbed Ye Mu's feet and neck, gritted his teeth, and said, "Don't you want to leave!"

"Offended, third son, you go and accompany your stupid apprentice to Huangquan together!"

After Ye Mu finished speaking, Mo Xiaohe was suddenly startled and shouted, "You killed Mu Qing, you ——, you brute!"

Ye Mu didn't say anything more and kicked Mo Xiaohe, then turned around and jumped onto the wall, then took out a bottle of spirits from the ring, lit the cotton cloth stuffed in the mouth of the bottle with a fire sickle, and threw it suddenly under the wall, and the fire rose all of a sudden, temporarily blocking the pursuers.

grabbed the road and fled, Ye Mu didn't stretch his wings, because this was his hole card, and he didn't want to expose this hole card to save his life so quickly.

Leaping on the roof, Ye Mu took off his clothes all the way, did not throw them away, but put them in the ring, and put down his coiled hair at will, which had not been trimmed for more than a year, and it was very long and hung on his shoulders.

Then he found a woman's robe from his ring, suddenly turned into Zhou Ling's appearance, changed his clothes, and fell into an alley.

Walking out of the dark alley, Ye Mu encountered a team of fierce and vicious sword and axe men who were chasing and killing, and they saw Zhou Ling's beautiful face at a glance, but they didn't have that kind of mind at this moment.

However, one person still called out to Ye Mu and asked, "Little girl, do you see a man wearing the clothes of the Mo family hiding here?"