Chapter 350: Trickery

Qingge tribe, the streets of Fanning City, the light of the scorching sun is sprinkled open, the ground, stalls, and pavilions are all glowing with dark or light, bright or dark gold.

Mu Qianxun and Mu Youchen walked on the main street of Fanning City, their fingers clasped, and their smiles and smiles were full of tacit understanding.

This street has always been very lively, passing by Qige Tower, Mu Qianxun only glanced at it lightly, and then passed by leisurely.

This Qi Ge Lou has nothing to do with her, Leng Hao is still raising a baby, it is impossible to appear here, this land of fireworks is not enough to arouse her interest.

Recently, she has more important things in her heart, and she really has no time to play.

The faint sound of firecrackers in my ears was coming one after another, and the sound of paused firecrackers became clearer and clearer, and it sounded like it was not far ahead.

Mu Qianxun paused, saw that Mu Youchen's expression was the same, and continued to drive forward, his deep eyes did not have a trace of waves, and the whole person was absent-minded.

On this street, there will be some changes every day, compared to the current shop that has fallen, and the shop that has risen again tomorrow, and the cycle has begun.

There is never a vacant shop, and there is never a lively situation to see, so it is not surprising that the sound of firecrackers is welcoming the birth of a new shop.

It's just that Mu Qianxun doesn't want to join in the excitement today, but if they have to avoid it, then they have to go home.

This main street is good for everything, one fork in the road is separated from another, a full distance of 108,000 miles.

Looking at Mu Qianxun's resistant appearance, Mu Youchen's fingers moved lightly, rubbing the back of Mu Qianxun's hand:

"Be happy, we're all swaggering down the streets, and the strange doctor should have appeared.

Some things are in a hurry, the more anxious you are, the less anxious he is, so let's take it easy. ”

Mu Youchen's voice was very soft, in this noisy, up-and-forth noise, it was inconspicuous at all, except for Mu Qianxun, no second person could hear it clearly.

Mu Qianxun raised his head, looked at Mu Youchen's intoxicated face, and asked suspiciously:

"You mean, the strange divine doctor may be in this Fanning City. ”

"Well, it can be said that he is not possible, but he must be there, otherwise the tribal chief would not have hurriedly recalled Helian Miaochen and them from elsewhere. ”

Mu Qianxun's eyes lit up in an instant, and then dimmed in an instant, and the curvature of the corners of his mouth slowly stiffened.

If you expect too much, will you end up with disappointment or despair?

Her illness can't be cured by Mo Xue, and there is nothing that can be done about it, so how clever can this strange doctor be better than them.

His deeds are just praised by the people, and it is not yet known what she is expecting from how much of it is true and how much of it is false.

The front is surrounded by people in a circle and circle, the road is surrounded by water, and a few big characters of the oblique moon satin village come into view, and the plaque is tied with red flowers made of satin.

The most eye-catching, is the bamboo building railing hanging a row of large vats, not close to the distance, the mouth is big belly round, smeared with thick glaze, usually can be seen in the house, used to raise fish and lotus is the best.

The intricate patterns are inlaid with satin, colorful, and the ribbons tied to the top of the vat are intertwined, fluttering in the wind, which looks ingenious.

In the center of the crowd, there was a simple platform, and there was a juggling troupe, sword dancers, fire-breathers, and somersaults, all wearing strangely shaped masks.

The only thing that Mu Qianxun noticed was a little girl less than ten years old, with dirty clothes, a pair of watery eyes, full of nervousness, and three white porcelain bowls in her hands.

The drama of the first shape, everyone who watched it was dizzying, applauding again and again, and the voice was higher and higher, piercing the eardrums.

Even if they are in a sea of people, the terrain where Mu Qianxun and Mu Youchen stand is still very relaxed, and unconsciously, they are already in the front row, and they can see any scene clearly.

I don't know if it was cold by Mu Youchen's momentum, no one approached, and even a little deliberately alienated.

Mu Qianxun frowned slightly, bored for no reason, didn't like loneliness, and couldn't bear this loud voice.

Tilting his head and staring at the direction of the railing, he secretly thought to himself, if he wants to attract people's attention, there are many ways, why is it a row of large vats?

There is also this juggling team, all of them are stable and powerful, if it weren't for the fact that they couldn't feel a trace of internal force fluctuations between them.

I thought they were waiting here on purpose to assassinate someone, and the mask on their face was just to hide people's eyes.

Before Mu Qianxun could finish thinking about it, he heard a faint sound of silk tearing, and the vat closest to them fell without warning.

With their position, they can avoid it effortlessly, but the people on the stage may not be as lucky as them.

Facing the bottom of the vat, it was the little girl who rotated the white porcelain bowl, the last moment she was stupid and didn't know what would happen, and the next moment Mu Qianxun clearly saw that her immature face was full of horror.

Subconsciously shrunk her neck, closed her eyes, and waited for the pain to come, when the shadow was about to envelop her, Mu Qianxun's pupils shrank suddenly, and her heart seemed to be grabbed by something, and she couldn't even beat.

What appeared in front of her was the tragic death of her child in her womb, and she exclaimed hoarsely, and she pounced on her before she fell:

"Be careful!"

Her wrist was grabbed by a strong big hand, and before she could struggle, Mu Youchen rushed forward one step ahead of her, and it almost became an afterimage.

Stepping on the stage on tiptoe, an air whirl, volleyed from the top of the girl's head, bringing a strong wind, and it seemed that the sound of clothes could be heard.

A kick on the vat was bounced off, and the vat fell in a different direction, hitting the corner of the wall and falling apart.

I don't know what was inside, and the dust flew in an instant, Mu Youchen subconsciously turned his back and waved his sleeves to cover his eyes.

The white-gray dust fell to the ground, and the whole stage was foggy, and it took a long time to disperse.

With the cracking sound of the vat clicking, the girl's cry sounded as if it were pandering, and the discussion with everyone.

Mu Qianxun stared at the girl, only to see the girl slumped on the ground, tears sliding down, mixed with the dust, and secretly relieved.

Mu Youchen shook the dust on his body, glanced at the broken porcelain pieces on the side, and walked steadily towards Mu Qianxun step by step from the mess.

In the eyes of everyone, he didn't feel embarrassed at all, but his whole body was radiant, indifferent, dazzling, and heroic.

Mu Qianxun was about to step forward to comfort the frightened little girl, but was pulled back by Mu Youchen and walked away, leaving only two dashing backs for everyone.

walked a long way, completely out of everyone's sight, and there was no noisy sound in his ears, Mu Youchen stopped, his eyes were full of solemnity, and his expression was tense:

"The fall of the vat was not an accident, and the silk hanging from the vat was not unbearable and broken, but had neat cuts, which someone deliberately did. ”

"There's a problem with the store?"

Mu Qianxun's complexion changed, and he was speechless.

"I don't know, but it's probably coming for us, or maybe it's not the store's problem, it's someone who made it temporary.

However, a vat doesn't make any difference to us, maybe the mystery is in the dust?"

Mu Youchen stared at Mu Qianxun expectantly, he really didn't have much research on poisons, and he could only rely on Mu Qianxun to distinguish them.

Mu Qianxun sniffed against Mu Youchen's clothes for a long time, and finally shook his head blankly:

"No, nothing, there's nothing wrong with this dust. ”

Mu Youchen glanced at Mu Qianxun fixedly, although it was a little weird, but Mu Qianxun's judgment, he could still trust it:

"Let's go back quickly, I don't know who this person is, and if there will be follow-up actions. ”

Mu Youchen grabbed Mu Qianxun's shoulder, his eyes were complicated, and his heart was full of uneasiness, this kind of premonition, but he couldn't even catch a tail, it was the first time he encountered it.

An idea suddenly popped into his mind, could this be another conspiracy of Helian Ruijue, after all, the person who can make him fearful, he only knows Helian Ruijue in this world.

But this was just speculation, and he didn't have a clue right now, not even what the enemy was trying to do.

Passing along the alley in front of us, it is Tianhe Street, which lacks the market smell of Fanning Main Street, and exudes a cold and luxurious atmosphere.

The objects on this street are sky-high, and there are a lot of people coming and going, but they are a little less popular.

The people who come here are all dignitaries, and there is no shortage of such people in this Fanning City, after all, this Fanning City is the top priority of the Qingge tribe.

If they wanted to avoid going through the silk shop, it would be the only and most adventurous way they would have returned.

Now they can only try their luck, the enemy can just wait for a rabbit somewhere along the road, and they will be blocked.

It stands to reason that with Mu Youchen's kung fu, they don't need to be afraid of anything, but they are inexplicably afraid today.

No matter how apprehensive they are in their hearts, the two of them are still safe on their faces, talking and laughing, and they contrast with the crowd on the street, without feeling abrupt at all.

Mu Youchen always maintained the vigilance of watching and listening to all directions, perhaps in order to comply with his speculation, a frightened carriage of horses came from behind them by chance.

The screams from far and near, the neighing of horses, pierced the sensitive sense of hearing.

In the panic of everyone, Mu Youchen hugged Mu Qianxun and dodged, his back against the wall behind him, unharmed.

Seeing the carriage passing by quickly and continuing to wreak havoc on the streets, the two of them just watched coldly, and they were not in the mood to meddle in their affairs.

Along the way, there was nothing special except for this carriage that appeared inexplicably, but did not actually cause them any harm.

At the moment of stepping into the palace gate, Mu Youchen couldn't help but hum softly:

"Trick up!"

If all this is just a coincidence, it is really difficult for him to convince himself, if it is deliberately planned, it seems that it is unreasonable, no one will go to great lengths just to trick them, right?