Looking at Mo Wushuang who came out, the thin monkey unconsciously stood behind Wang San. Mo Wushuang walked over, looking at them with a smile on his face, his smile was like a warm spring breeze, Wang San pulled out the thin monkey behind him, the thin monkey lowered his head and just wanted to explain something, Mo Wushuang patted him on the shoulder, looked at him very happily and said, "Thank you, thank you very much." ”

Mo Wushuang used two "thank you" in a row, which made Wang San and the thin monkey a little flattered. The thin monkey scratched his head and smiled a little embarrassedly: "It's okay, raise your hand...... As easy as lifting a finger. ”

Wang San said: "Childe, is he okay?" ”

Mo Wushuang turned his head to look inside the room, and said with a happy smile: "He'll be fine." ”

To the surprise of Wang San and Thin Monkey, Mo Wushuang not only did not ask about the relationship between Thin Monkey and this special "friend", but also thanked the two of them ceremoniously.

"Hey...... You say, it's going to cost a lot of money, right? The thin monkey jumped up and down in the shop that Mo Wushuang had rewarded, knocking on the table and touching the calligraphy and paintings hanging on the walls.

Wang San held the vase of the ancient Dian Kingdom, and replied without a word: "A lot of money." ”

The thin monkey rolled around, lay down on the Persian carpet beautifully, and said, "You say, the son will not take it back one day." ”

Wang San stared at the texture on the vase and looked very seriously, and said casually: "Take it back." ”

"Ahh The thin monkey stood up with a carp, "You also think so big brother??" ”

The sound of the thin monkey was very loud, Wang San was so frightened that his hand slipped, and the vase was broken, Wang San said unhappily: "You fucking call the soul!" ”

The thin monkey hurriedly stepped forward and cleaned up, "Big brother...... No...... Don't you think it's weird? ”

Wang San kicked the thin monkey a little angrily and said, "I think you kid is the strangest." ”

The thin monkey smiled and said, "Big brother...... Don't be angry? Anyway, there's more than one......"

Wang Sansi looked at it and said, "Don't say it, the son is really generous, such a big store is cheaper for the two of us." ”

The thin monkey said repeatedly: "It's not, what do you say about the relationship between the prince and the person, the prince is looking for the son today." ”

Wang San said: "What is that name, people have a name called Chaying." Didn't Childe say it, it's his secret guard. ”

The thin monkey gossiped and said, "Big brother, what is the secret guard?" ”

Wang San patiently explained: "The so-called secret guard, also known as the shadow guard, is generally to protect the master, trained by the master himself, and responsible for dealing with some dark and tricky things. ”

The thin monkey nodded and said, "I see, no wonder that Chaying always shouts about the master......"

Wang San frowned, sighed, and stopped talking: "In short, you remember, don't ask about things that shouldn't be asked, and things you shouldn't know should be treated as if you don't know." And also...... Childe, don't get too close. ”

The thin monkey was a little puzzled and said, "Big brother...... I feel like the son is very good, what's the ...... I...... How to say it, I feel that the relationship between the eldest brother and the son is weird. ”

Wang San touched the thin monkey's head and said, "You, you, don't think so much, you just need to know that the weak depend on the strong to survive, that's fine." ”

The thin monkey nodded as if he didn't understand, he was only fifteen years old, many people and many things, he really couldn't understand, but it didn't matter, he had a big brother, he had Wang San, as long as he followed Wang San closely, he would be fearless of any wind and rain.

According to Mo Wushuang's instructions, Yang Wuji stayed in Vientiane Auction House as the new identity of Vientiane, and after a few days, except for some daily business matters, there was no difference, and the only thing that seemed strange was probably Yang Wuji himself.

Yang Wuji went to the secret passage of the new study in Vientiane several times to check, but still found nothing, he walked along the secret passage to the end, which was the northernmost part of Kowloon City, except for the rippling blue waters of the lake, there was nothing worth exploring, let alone anyone who could investigate.

Yang Wuji is a killer, and he naturally doesn't know about these things in business, not to mention those fox friends and dog friends in Vientiane, but it is strange that since Yang Wuji played Vientiane Xinyi, he has never encountered any problems in business, most of the time the housekeeper asked him to sign or something, those wine and meat friends who have a small gathering in three days and a big gathering in seven days suddenly seem to have disappeared, and they have never asked Yang Wuji to attend any drinking party.

No matter how dull Yang Wuji was, he discovered something wrong after a long time, so as soon as he noticed it, he quickly went to Mo Wushuang to discuss, but he met an old man before he arrived at Prince Gong's mansion.

It was a very inconspicuous tavern, the store was very ruined, the flag with "wine" written on it, if you didn't look carefully, you couldn't see clearly that it was a word "wine" written on it, there were only two tables under the simple shed outside, one of the tables, because of the age, one leg was broken, and the shopkeeper supported it with a hard stone slab underneath, and the table barely kept its balance.

In front of this short-legged table sat a man, dressed in a gray robe, drinking with his back to Yang Wuji. There was only wine at his table, not even a plate of peanuts that could not be cheaper, but he drank it to his heart's content, glass after glass.

Yang Wuji glanced at the man from a distance, the figure made him feel a little familiar, but he never remembered where he had seen it, just as he was about to leave.

"Your Excellency, stay." A deep, hoarse voice came.

Yang Wuji stopped, and then a bowl of wine flew towards him, "How about a glass of wine?" The man continued.

The man didn't look back, still with his back to Yang Wuji, Yang Wuji took the wine, glanced at the man, didn't say anything, and drank it all.

This bowl of wine is a little spicy and bitter, it is really not a good wine, Yang Wuji has drunk all kinds of wine, and it is the first time he has seen such a bad wine to drink it with such a relish.

Yang Wuji finished drinking and said politely, "Thank you." And at this time, the man who had been facing away from him slowly turned around at this moment.

"It's you-" Yang Wuji almost blurted out, and before he finished speaking, Yang Wuji raised his leg and used light skills to prepare to run, but at this moment, the person had already come to Yang Wuji, his hand was casually on Yang Wuji's shoulder, but this seemingly random action made Yang Wuji feel that his whole body could not move, which was a suppression of absolute power.

"What the hell do you want to do? Nangong Xuan. Yang Wuji raised his eyes and looked at him.

Nangong Xuan smiled slightly, his smile was very gentle, as if he was a kind old man.

"Good, good." Nangong Xuan opened his mouth and said, "You have to come with me, or I'll take you away." ”

Yang Wuji sneered, "Does this make any difference? ”

Nangong Xuan withdrew the hand that was originally on Yang Wuji's shoulder, stood his palm on his chest like a Taoist priest and said, "Good, good." I don't want to hurt you, you don't want to embarrass me......"

Before Nangong Xuan's words were finished, Yang Wuji's Qiushui sword had already been unsheathed, Nangong Xuan calmly watched the sword stab straight into his chest, Yang Wuji's sword was very fast, and the distance between the two was not far away, he struck with all his strength, even if Nangong Xuan could avoid it, then at the moment when Nangong Xuan avoided it, he also had time to escape.

However, Yang Wuji miscalculated, Nangong Xuan smiled slightly, leaned forward, and his index and middle fingers clamped Yang Wuji's Qiushui Sword like pliers.

The Qiushui Sword, which was originally extremely flexible in Yang Wuji's hands, touched Nangong Xuan, as if it was a fist hitting the cotton, and all its strength was reduced.

Nangong Xuan looked at Yang Wuji sideways, and said softly: "Good, good." Young people, always unable to hold their breath. ”

After Nangong Xuan finished speaking, he snatched the sword from Yang Wuji's hand with one hand and gave him a palm, this palm didn't seem to use much strength, but Yang Wuji vomited blood on the spot.

Yang Wuji wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, he looked at Nangong Xuan and felt fear, as a killer, Yang Wuji has never been afraid of death, but when his life was only in the thought of others, he realized that he was no different from those who died at his hands.

Nangong Xuan looked at the Qiushui Sword in his hand, and couldn't help but admire: "Good, good." What a good sword to kill. ”

After speaking, Nangong Xuan looked at Yang Wuji and said, "Your martial arts are good, last time, your martial arts have improved a lot, which really surprised me." ”

Nangong Xuan's tone of voice is like an elder pointing out the junior, if you ignore Yang Wuji's injury at this moment, I believe that in the eyes of many people, the two of them are ordinary seniors and juniors.

Yang Wuji said: "Thanks to the praise, but in the eyes of my predecessors, I'm still not worth mentioning, am I?" ”

Nangong Xuan laughed loudly and said, "Good, good." Young man, it's not a good thing that you're too eager to win and kill, and that's why I'm taking you away. ”

Yang Wuji snorted coldly and said, "Why don't you just kill me to prevent future troubles?" ”

Nangong Xuan sighed and said, "Good, good." Love is not cause and effect, fate is destined for life and death, come with me. ”

Nangong Xuan always had a consultative tone, but it was impossible to refuse, even though Yang Wuji was unwilling, but he had to follow Nangong Xuan to leave.

Nangong Xuan returned the Qiushui Sword to Yang Wuji, he seemed to expect that Yang Wuji would not act out of the ordinary again, drinking the wine that Xiao Er gave him, and walking swaying, looking like a drunkard.

Yang Wuji followed Nangong Xuan along the official road of Kowloon City for a long time, on the way, Nangong Xuan drank a little wine and hummed a little song by himself, without saying a word to Yang Wuji, finally, Yang Wuji couldn't help but speak: "How long do we have to go, where are we going?" ”

Nangong Xuan turned around and looked at him slowly: "Good, good, go to the ancient Dian country, the road is far away, hurry up." ”

Ancient Dian Kingdom!! Is that a place where you have to cross the border of Daliang from the north of Kowloon City, and then go all the way south by waterway, crossing the entire Yuanjiang River, and two people walking through Kowloon City? Are you kidding? What year and month does this take, and besides, what is he doing in the ancient Dian Kingdom? It was a lack of civilization, and the wind of witchcraft was thriving, how could he suddenly want to go there?

Thinking of this, Yang Wuji couldn't help but say, "That...... The ancient Dian Kingdom is far away from this journey, why not travel by horse? ”

Nangong Xuan stopped, looked around at Yang Wuji a few times and said, "Good, good, did you bring silver?" ”

“……”

Yang Wuji took out a hundred silver tickets from his arms and handed them to Nangong Xuan, Nangong Xuan unceremoniously happily followed, and then went to the tavern to get a pot of high-quality daughter Hong, and bought some dry food on the road, and finally used the little silver taels left to buy a horse with average appearance and ability.

Yang Wuji asked tentatively: "Just one horse, we are two people." ”

Nangong Xuan grinned and said: "Good, good, young people should exercise more, otherwise martial arts will be wasted." ”

“……”

Yang Wuji reluctantly took out a golden bean and handed it to Xiao Er, and then chose a very beautiful Dawan horse to sit on, Nangong Xuan's eyes on the side were straight, Yang Wuji sneered, waved a whip and walked away.