That night, the moon was bright and the stars were sparse, but Yan Xu's face was still an ugly face, which was different from his previous ugliness.

What's even more ridiculous is that his cute and cute little apprentice also has a fake face, which is also ugly.

The reason why this is the case is because when the master told the apprentice, he bought these fake faces wholesale at the price of two hundred taels of silver.

This kind of human skin mask should be discarded after one use, unless you don't wash your face for ten days and a half months, and your skin doesn't secrete oil, you can't use it again once you wear it and take it off.

That is, disposable products.

And Rui Wang Ye made a bold move, every time the goods were dozens of pieces, the last purchase was before the wedding, because the apprentice always said that his face was too ugly, this time he added an extra thousand taels of silver, so that the water Qianchang, who specializes in the fake face business, picked up the handsome and chic to him.

The final result of this matter, Lord Rui still let Shui Qianchang be fooled.

What kind of person is Shui Qianchang, he is the most shameless villain who deceives the good, fears evil, is greedy for money, and with his experience in the rivers and lakes, he has long seen that this big high-roller who often comes to buy fake faces is a face blind, otherwise how can every time he sees Shui Qianchang's apprentice think it is him?

So every time he sells it to Lord Rui, it is a practice for his apprentices.

Linglong heard that there are dozens of such fake faces, so she decisively decided not to be picky, speed up the frequency of use, and go with her next time she buys to see which turtle grandson still dares to deceive people.

Yan Xu looked at the baby apprentice with great interest, and still didn't understand why she wanted to say that this face was too ugly, although this face was not as easy to recognize as her real face, but those clear eyes like water, and a few strands of hair inadvertently stained on his forehead, still made him feel excited as usual.

"In vain. Finish work early" The latter words were swallowed into his stomach, because he saw the disgust in the eyes of the disciples, and the eyes were clearly saying, how hungry you are, you don't even let go of such an ugly one.

This time the place was stared at by Yan Xu for a long time, and the external signboard was an antique shop, in fact, everyone knew it. They have dealings with people from the three mountains and five mountains. It's a business with no capital.

This batch of goods has just arrived, and there is a jade horse from the Western Han Dynasty, which is not a burial object. Rather, it was dug up from the ruins of the palace. Since he learned that there was such a treasure in the world, Yan Xu's hands were itchy, and he sent someone to pretend to be a merchant three or four times in the morning, and found this antique shop that was famous for collecting stolen goods to inquire. When the people in the shop saw that someone was looking for it, they really found this treasure in private. This saves a lot of effort than letting Lord Rui find it himself.

But since this shop is doing this kind of business, it has some dependence. It's not easy to get to them and walk around.

Yan Xu has been eyeing this place for a long time, and even inserted an inside line in the shop, so this time it was smooth sailing.

Linglong is outside to take the wind. Watching Yan Xu climb over the wall and enter, she sighed, and she didn't know the dynasties. Is there any princess like her?

But she doesn't dislike this kind of life, but feels very enjoyable.

It's just that Yan Xu said that her kung fu is too shallow. hasn't reached the level of being able to go in with him, which can't blame her, she is still young, and her level in her previous life is only seventy or eighty percent, but fortunately, the kung fu in her hands has recovered ninety percent, that is, she is now a first-class pickpocket, but she is not a qualified thief.

Linglong curled up in the corner of the wall, looking up at the dark blue night sky, the moon was very large and bright, shining on the path outside the wall, like a layer of mercury.

There seemed to be a figure not far away, and the shadow was too good to see, so Linglong took a few steps back and hid herself in the shadow of the tree.

Two figures from far and near, walking towards this side, they were dressed in white clothes, carrying white paper lanterns in their hands, Linglong breathed a sigh of relief, this is the corpse collector, except for the officials, the only people who can walk around the street after the curfew.

Since the flood of the Yellow River the year before last, a large number of victims poured into the capital, and the corpse collector has become a new industry, and there is a plague where there are victims.

Now that the disaster has passed, but the corpse collectors still exist, but most of them are in the outer city, where there are many restaurants and Chu halls, and there are gambling houses, and there will be some people who die on the streets, and the yamen is also afraid of trouble, so it is better to collect it overnight.

This is the outer city, it is not strange to see the corpse collector, but Linglong faintly felt that it was inappropriate, she remembered that the last time she was also trading with her master, and the two corpse collectors she had seen before. Later, the master told her that the two were Qin Kongkong's subordinates.

Until now, Linglong didn't know who Qin Kongkong was, but from the disdain in Yan Xu's mouth when he mentioned this person, he also guessed a little. What you want to do is not a legitimate and bright business.

But the master and her are also in no business, fifty steps and a hundred steps of laughter.

The two white lanterns got closer and closer, and the steps were very light, and the connoisseur knew at a glance that they had practiced light body kung fu.

Linglong said secretly, maybe it was Qin Kongkong's people who came out to step on it, there are really them, and they are not afraid of being angry if they make up to collect corpses.

She held her breath and hid her whole body in the shadow of the tree, she was tall among girls her age, but she had not yet grown up, she was still a petite girl, it was a big hugging tree, she hid here, she couldn't see it from the outside.

Unexpectedly, I heard one of the corpse collectors say: "It's not good, it smells like a living person." ”

The other seemed to sniff and nodded, "That's right, it's still alive." ”

Linglong almost turned her back on her anger, are you making a fool of yourself or are you real, she is wearing men's clothes, and even the balm is useless, unless she has body odor, how can people smell it from afar?

She shook her sleeves slightly, and a delicate Hidden Blade was in her hand.

This is Yan Xu sent her for self-defense, and today is the first time to use it, if these two people are really coming at her, she will try this sword.

But at this moment, the two men groaned like ghosts, turned and ran, because the action was too sudden, and they ran in a hurry, and the two white lanterns collided together, and one of them broke, and the sparks splashed and burned.

The two men didn't bother to blow out the lantern, threw the lantern that had burned into a fireball on the ground, turned and ran, the lantern fell to the ground and burned more and more, and the two men disappeared without a trace in the raging fire.

Linglong secretly screamed that it was not good, such a big firelight would not only attract passers-by at night, but also attract the city patrol army.

But for a while, there was nothing at hand that could extinguish the fire, so I couldn't take off my clothes to put out the fire, and besides, those two looked too weird, could it be that there were others here?

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Recommend a new book in Jinjiang, just opened the pit, only two or three thousand words, friends who have an account in Jinjiang can first collect and fatten "Wonderful Kitchen". It's not a tall house fight, or a vulgar little white text, suitable for going to the toilet

The author is a pick-up three-three, a silly white sweet second-hand author. (To be continued.) )