"Chenyue has left Purgatory City, and now he is on an errand under Brother Jin's mansion, and he can also help Brother Jin."

Aunt Chen seemed to think of something, touched Liang Chenyue's head with pity, and said with some regret: "Why can't this Ah Jin see it, such a good girl is in front of her." ”

Everyone in the capital knows how much King Jin loves the city, and he is afraid of falling in his hand and melting in his mouth. Everyone knows that the future Princess Jin is none other than Mu Chengcheng, and Mu Chengcheng is simply the envy of all women.

"Aunt Chen, who can say this kind of thing clearly, besides, Chenyue has already let go, and she doesn't have that mind about Brother Jin." Liang Chenyue didn't want Aunt Chen to always worry about her affairs, even if she was wronged, she just carried it.

This stupid girl, how can you let go of your feelings.

While the two were talking, there was a sudden commotion around them, and they all rushed in one direction. Liang Chenyue didn't know anything, but she heard the people around her shouting: "Master Mo is here to pay tribute to Yun Guifei!" ”

Seeing that Liang Chenyue seemed to have some doubts about this, Aunt Chen explained to her: "A year ago, Yun Guifei was killed by a traitor on the way back to the court after returning home to visit relatives, and this Lord Mo is Yun Guifei's biological father. Every New Year's holiday, they will come here to pay tribute to the deceased daughter, buy a large number of paper boats a few days in advance, and let the people pray for Yun Guifei to put paper boats, as long as the people who pray for Yun Guifei will be rewarded, so as to reduce some burdens on some poor people. Therefore, in the eyes of the people, this Mo adult is a parent official who is sympathetic to the people's livelihood. ”

"Aunt Chen, is there a fixed date for this Lord to come to buy paper boats?"

"No, sometimes I came to buy it in a hurry the day before, so that everyone is happier, and you can fold some more paper boats and sell them for money."

Liang Chenyue nodded, said goodbye to Aunt Chen, and hurriedly followed when she said that she would come to visit again in the future.

I have to say that there are really a lot of people who pray for Yun Guifei, and they all call Master Mo a good person. Hundreds of paper boats are sprinkled with moats and rivers downstream, dotting the entire river with sparkling waves.

Liang Chenyue picked up a paper boat in the middle of the stream, and then went down the moat, and the further back he went, the more remote he became, and almost no one lived. He did not go any further, but went back the way he came. did not go back to the palace, but went to the underground money bank again.

Every day, the four hall masters take turns to guard the underground bank, and today happens to be Mo Bing's vigil. Mo Bing played against himself expressionlessly, and the people below would not come to disturb Mo Bing if they were fine, after all, they were horrified when they saw this ice-like face.

Liang Chenyue handed the paper boat to Mo Bing and asked him to hand it over to Mu Yun to check what substances were on the paper boat. Mo Bing sent someone to send the paper boat to Mu Yun. Mu Yun didn't dare to slack off, and he didn't ask anything before starting to investigate.

Liang Chenyue wanted to leave like this, after all, the result would not come out so early. But he was stopped by Mo Bing: "The head hall master, don't you accompany your subordinates to play a game of chess before leaving?" ”

Liang Chenyue didn't expect that Mo Bing would let herself play chess with him, thinking that she wanted to test her strength? She thought that people like Mo Bing didn't bother to pay attention to these things. Thinking about it, he didn't refuse, so he sat down across from him.

"I don't know how to play chess."

"And what will you do?" Mo Bing's cold eyes looked at her without reservation.

Although she had learned from her mother when she was a child, she had forgotten all about it after so many years. If you have to ask, does killing count?

"What does the Red Flame Hall Master think will happen to the people who come out of Purgatory City?" Liang Chenyue asked rhetorically.

Mo Bing sneered, picked up the kettle and poured himself a cup of tea, but got up and went to the window. looked at Liang Chenyue with compassion and said, "You can live in a safe world like an ordinary girl, why do you have to step into this place full of murderous right and wrong?" The master of the hall, the young master is not an ordinary person, his fate is destined to be extraordinary, and those who follow him will also be involved in it. ”

Liang Chenyue didn't like others to look at her with such a compassionate gaze, frowned, and retorted: "So what, since the moment I entered Purgatory City, I have never regretted it."

"You were only seven years old at that time, how could you understand how fragile human life is."

"Still, I came back alive."

"And did you get what your heart wanted?"

Liang Chenyue was asked, as if she had been caught in the underbelly, Liang Chenyue wanted to refute but didn't know what to say.

Mo Bing, why do you say it so harshly?

Mo Bing picked up the cup and took a sip. "People are nothing more than this, you think that there will be a reward for paying, but in the end it is just like this tea, people go to tea and cool."

Do people take tea to cool?

"Mo Bing, teach me how to play chess."

Mo Bing chuckled lightly, and his smile was unusually charming.

If she still had some luck with Wan Yan Jin, then Mo Bing's words were the reason why her last luck disappeared. It's just that Mo Bing may not understand that loving someone doesn't necessarily mean getting him.

Maybe she will never get Brother Jin's love in her life, but this person is all the meaning of her life, and it is the faith that has supported her for so many years. She has long been accustomed to taking him into account in everything, and all the future has him, how can she leave him?

Mo Bing said this to persuade herself not to have too much hope, and whether she didn't care as much as she showed, maybe others could see it clearly.

So, Mo Bing, what kind of person are you?

"Little girl, come and play chess with me if you have nothing to do in the future. I'm alone, and I'm quite lonely. ”

Mo Bing looked up at Liang Chenyue, no longer to the boss, but to a little girl. In an instant, the sense of alienation was gone.

Liang Chenyue was a little surprised, he would call her a little girl, which made her a little flattered.

Liang Chenyue nodded in response, it is rare for a person to meet someone who will point out mistakes to him in his life.

"Little girl, Yun Guifei's case, tell me your opinion." Mo Bing was playing chess casually, as if he was only caring about himself, and he didn't even look at Liang Chenyue.

"Mo Bing, I won't call you the hall master of the Red Flame Hall, but you are not allowed to call me a little girl." No matter how you say it, she is the number one killer of the underground bank, so it's not a joke for others to listen to it.

Mo Bing laughed, put a chess piece into the chessboard, and said, "It's a little girl who doesn't let people say it." ”

Seeing that Mo Bing didn't say no, Liang Chenyue ignored it. "I suspect that this Lord Mo is not what people see, and I think this paper boat is strange, why is a small paper boat painted with colorful phoenixes on it."

"Concubine Yun is the emperor's woman after all, so it's not strange to paint a colorful phoenix."

"No, that's not the point. This paper boat was purchased from the private sector, and the colorful phoenixes on the paper boats were purchased before they were painted with colorful phoenixes. But this is not the usual purchase of paper boats, sometimes the day before, but often the number of purchases a day in advance will be more, and each paper boat is still painted with colorful phoenixes when praying. Being in such a hurry but still painting the colorful phoenix on the paper boat can only mean that there is something wrong with the colorful phoenix. Liang Chenyue told Mo Bing the original of her speculation, and Mo Bing was secretly surprised, the little girl really had a hand, and she could observe it in such a subtle place.