Looking forward to the dawn, looking forward to the dawn, hating the night for too long.

Chen Mu lay in the room prepared for him by Yu Linglong, overthinking, tossing and turning.

He really couldn't sleep, but Zhang Han next to him was snoring loudly.

Originally, Yu Linglong wanted to prepare a single room for each person, but Chen Mu and Zhang Han disagreed.

They all took security into account.

Chen Mu turned his head slightly and looked at Zhang Han who was sleeping, feeling as if he knew something, but he didn't say anything.

Chen Mu believes that people are smart, but the smartness is different. For example, a mathematician who is a leader in the field of mathematics may be a mess in life.

Chen Mu has a unique set of views, and he divides his brain power into many types. Everyone has their own good side and slightly weaker side. Comparing physical strength, a person is good at deep thinking, just like a person with good endurance, good at long-distance running and long-distance swimming; A person reacts quickly, just like a person who is very explosive, good at weightlifting, sprinting, and throwing; A person with a flexible mind is like a gymnast, or a ball game of all kinds. There are many analogies like this, such as memory, analysis, synthesis, judgment, summarization and other mental powers, all of which can be compared to each other. In other words, some sports are actually brainpower.

Some brain power is intuitive, while some need to be experienced slowly, and people's brain power will not age as easily as physical strength, but will be improved with the increase of experience and the increase of emotional control.

Chen Mu believes that the biggest factor affecting the brain power of adults is emotion, which reflects character and character is part of character. A person who loves to turn his face often does not have a very good character. Open and closed mouth are benevolent and moral people, and personality is often the most despicable. Don't expect a person with a knife mouth to have a tofu heart, if he has a tofu heart, why should he have a knife mouth. ——This is a summary of Chen Mu's own life, and it doesn't mean that everything is right. But he always followed.

Zhang Han often can't see through Chen Mu, because Chen Mu has thrown him a few streets, in fact, in the field that Zhang Han is good at, maybe Chen Mu can't see through it. However, Chen Mu has rich experience, and Chen Mu feels that Zhang Han belongs to the loyal personality of the pawn. He is the kind of person who thinks: As long as I am faithful to you, you should be good to me. Even if I'm a little stupid and grumpy, it's a trivial matter.

The strengths and weaknesses of Zhang Han's character are obvious, and Chen Mu treats him in accordance with Zhang Han's character.

Zhang Han felt that he had found the master, and he became more and more loyal. Chen Mu carefully maintained the relationship between them, so the relationship between the two became stronger and stronger.

On the surface, Zhang Han is obedient to Chen Mu, but Chen Mu's hard work may not be seen by others.

But the cripple is different, Chen Mu feels a little crippled.

"This old boy is not shallow, but it's a pity that Brother Arita may have lost his breath now."

The more he thought about it, the heavier his heart became, listening to the laughter of the prostitutes outside the window, Chen Mu really couldn't sleep, pushed open the door and walked out, and came to the courtyard.

When they were already children, the group of welcome girls in the small restaurant were also very tired and looked a little wilted. But when he saw Chen Mu coming over, he had to cheer up and surround him.

Chen Mu took out some change and rewarded them, and one by one he was happy, and began to tease and ridicule again.

Chen Mu quarreled with them and fought happily. Finally, he smiled and walked towards the hall of Wanhualou, where the lights were magnificent, with a high platform in the middle and seats on all sides.

It was late at night, and most of the noise had gone away with the flow of people, but there were still some people sitting there. Some people don't necessarily have to find a hall girl to accompany them, but they just sit alone, watching the performance on stage, sipping wine from time to time, and grabbing ordinary raisins.

Although the audience is decreasing, there are still scenes of singing and dancing on the stage, and the prostitutes in Wanhualou are well-trained, especially the kind of multi-person dance, which reflects the training skills. The fair dancers are all beautiful and beautiful, and their dancing postures are uniform, bold and bold, and they do not lose to future generations.

"Master, why don't you drink something? Today, there is a new Nanguo wine, but it is delicious. ”

"Oh, no, I'm just looking around."

"Master, come and play, there are group dancers over there, all of them are young people, aren't you going?"

"I was so tired that I didn't go."

Chen Mu felt that there were many items in a brothel of Wanhualou's grade in later generations, such as those who accompanied the wine, set off the atmosphere, and danced sultry dances, which were not commonplace in later generations.

sighed in the hall and walked to the back garden.

The night was deeper, and there were many fewer people in the back garden, which was originally chattering. In fact, it is more like a place to provide comfort to the soul, men and women hide in the corner, on the bench, under the shade of the trees, behind the rockery, they sit together arm in arm, sometimes whispering, sometimes laughing, sometimes doing nothing, looking up at the sky and the stars together.

The people hiding here look more like a couple, and they like this sneaky feeling.

In fact, no one cares about them at all.

Not far away, two prostitutes fought, a woman in a red shirt grabbed a woman in a green dress in a bun, and there was a burst of punches and kicks, the woman in the green dress couldn't beat the redwood woman, and was pressed under her body and continued to fan. At this time, the thugs from Wanhualou ran over, separated them, and brought the beating woman into the reprimand room.

Someone was chattering next to him, and Chen Mu listened to it, as if it was because the woman in the green dress robbed the sequoia woman's patron, so she got a piece.

"Hey—"

Chen Mu's heart was sour and he sighed.

I was going to go back to sleep, but I couldn't sleep.

I want to find a place with few people to be quiet.

Walking slowly around a rockery, I suddenly heard a series of hurried footsteps behind me.

Chen Mu felt that something was wrong, and turned his head, and a knife had been inserted into the tip of his nose.

Chen Mu hurriedly leaned back to the right and dodged a knife, and the knife slashed against his face.

The swordsman is inertial close.

Chen Mu twisted his body with force under his feet, raised his left knee and slammed the knife man's chest, only to hear a crisp click, the knife man was seriously injured, he kicked back a few steps, his legs were weak, he knelt on one knee, the knife in his hand was stuck on the ground, his hand was holding the handle of the knife, and one arm supported his body.

The swordsman looked up, his gaze grim and desperate.

Chen Mu approached and asked coldly, "Who is it?" ”

The swordsman suddenly raised his hand.

Chen Mu flew sideways, kicked over the swordsman, grabbed the swordsman's forearm, twisted his hands, only heard a gaba sound, his forearm was broken, and he lifted his sleeve to see that there were sleeve arrows.

"The people of the Black Hawk Gate?"

The knife was already out of his hand, and he reached out and pulled out a wax sealing pill from his waist and stuffed it into his mouth.

Chen Mu didn't have time to stop him, so he stepped on his face, making him unable to chew.

"I finally caught someone who killed me, you want to die, it's not that easy."

Can't step on it.

Knock Boom Knock Knock three whip legs in a row, kicking the knife man's head, the knife man was already in a trance, and the pill in his mouth also spit out. Chen Mu grabbed the back of the knifeman's neck, pressed it to the ground, and asked, "Who asked you to kill me?" ”

The knife man was in pain, and the muscles on his face twitched: "I can't say it, otherwise the whole family will die." ”

"Don't play this game with me, I think you know I'm a soldier, but you probably don't know how we treat our captives. I have a hundred ways for you to experience it slowly. In our army, if you want to pry open a person's mouth, you usually don't use the tenth type. Do you think you can stick to the first one? ”

The knife man began to bite his tongue.

Chen Mu turned around and grabbed the swordsman's calf, grabbed it with both hands, and broke his knee with a clatter.

The swordsman screamed.

"Say."

"I can't say."

"It's better to ask questions, if it's something you can't say, you don't say it, but if it's something you can say, you say it. I'll just let you go as long as you answer three questions. ”

"Then you ask."

"You were sent by the Three Great Gate Valves?"

"It's not."

"Sent by the royal family?"

The swordsman was silent.

Chen Mu sneered.

The swordsman hurriedly said: "No, no, it's not the royal family that wants to kill you." ”

"Hehe, yes, you didn't say the royal family wanted to kill me." Chen Mu threw the knife man's leg to the ground and clapped his hands: "I'm a man who speaks, I'll ask you one last question, if you don't answer it well, I'll scrap your other leg." If you answer well, I'll let you go. ”

After speaking, Chen Mu smiled silently.

The swordsman was in pain: "Then you asked..."

"Who am I?"

"What?!"