Chapter 6: A Moonlit Night (I)

"Phew! ! The old man stretched out his finger and pointed at the door of the Leng Xiang Pavilion, and scolded uncleanly, his eyes were vicious and cruel.

Later, people said that since the opening of Lengxiang Pavilion, there has never been such a big chaos.

The rich old man's surname is Lu, and he is the owner of the "Lu family" in the mouth of the hawker, and the owner of a rice shop in Mojing City. The drunkard was the eldest son of the Lu family, and he was thrown outside the gate of the Qinglou in the sky, and Boss Lu was deeply ashamed of this, and he tangled up a group of thugs to seek revenge.

"Little prostitute who doesn't know whether to live or die, Lao Tzu told you to know how powerful!"

The Lu family is a businessman in the market, and the thugs they raise are all ruthless and ruthless. The little guy in Leng Xiang Pavilion couldn't resist it, but Mo Yu Yuan stepped forward to dissuade her, and was slapped to the ground by Boss Lu, and the two minions immediately supported her left and right. Boss Lu crossed his waist, his mouth was not dry, and forced Mo Yuyuan to hand over the woman who hurt people and committed murder.

"Why did Leng Xiangge hurt your son-in-law, don't you know in your own heart?" Mo Yu Mandarin glared angrily, although the corners of his mouth were oozing blood, and his sideburns were scattered, his momentum was not weak at all.

Boss Lu scolded, raised his slap and wanted to hit someone again, and suddenly slashed his back with a heavy blow, he was fat and couldn't stand steadily, screaming and falling face down on the ground. He also thought that he had been stabbed, so he squeaked and screamed, turned over with his hands and feet, hurriedly touched his waist, and when he stretched out his hand, there was no blood, but he was stunned, and when he looked up, there was a woman holding a sword in her arms, looking at the filth on the street and staring at him with her eyebrows.

Shen Yuan heard the movement upstairs, because the cold had not yet improved, he didn't want to pay attention to it, but a little maid went up to report that the group of troublemakers had injured the pavilion master. The nameless fire in Shen Yuan's heart came out again, and he made a move despite the dissuasion.

She was still awake at first, and the sword was not unsheathed, but she knocked over Boss Lu, who relied on his strength to sit on the ground and kept shouting: "Fight!" Hit hard! Half-dead dragged out and sold! Look how this little is still rampant! ”

That group of thugs doesn't care about any reason, they are all fierce and ruthless, and they are going to cut and kill with real machetes and sticks. Shen Yuan knew that he was two pounds, and his blade was out of the sheath, so he only outwitted him, and first cut down the two minions who were holding the pavilion master hostage. The little guys in the nursing home had no worries, and they all copied the guys and participated in a scuffle, and a good green building suddenly turned into a fierce fighting field. Shen Yuan didn't know who he was knocked unconscious by, but he remembered a dull pain in the back of his head, and he vaguely heard the pavilion master's exclamation.

The years are always long in Mojing City, and there are new things one after another, and there will never be a shortage. People repeat the old days day after day, listening to the new excitement, and no one will deliberately remember anything, and the past will soon fade away.

"All the people in the splendid class are driven out, and everything is thrown out."

In the summer of the sixteenth year of Qiren, in the corner of the backyard of Lengxiang Pavilion, Mo Yu Yuan commanded the healthy woman to beat a luthier who played the moon qin in the blowing team that had just been hired not long ago, and the attack was not very heavy, but he deliberately smashed his piano, and at the same time drove the entire team out.

At that time, it was the middle of the night, and the side courtyard was still brightly lit, Mo Yuyuan's face was not good, staring at his subordinates dragging the violinist out, turning his head with a deep twist of his eyebrows, and glancing towards the direction of a certain room on the second floor of the Leng Xiang Pavilion.

"Madame! Be gracious, ma'am! The two children are still young, how can they live if they are kicked out! A middle-aged woman suddenly pounced, followed by two children. Among them the girls were older, thin and small, leading the little boys who were relatively white and fat.

The three of them circled around, holding Mo Yuyuan's legs and not letting go. The two healthy women immediately stepped forward to drive away, but the woman was resolute and grabbed the corner of her skirt and refused to let go: "Madam! Double happiness is a mistake, you just drive him away, wow, we are all innocent......" Before she could say a word, the woman began to howl blindly, and there was a posture of not giving up until the goal was achieved.

Mo Yu obviously didn't have the patience to entangle with her, so she beckoned the little girl to step forward and forcibly pulled her away: "You are all in the splendid class, if I only drive one person away, I won't be resentful if I can't keep it." Leng Xiang Pavilion is also a place to do business, not a porridge shed for charity, sister-in-law Wu, this is a big court, let's leave some dignity for yourself. ”

"If you want to cut the grass and eradicate the roots, you should drive the culprit away, right?"

A delicate and crisp joke came from afar, obviously after watching enough of the good show on the side, and finally couldn't help but speak out. The owner of the voice walked in the city of Mojing, and the young women were all the rage in the "willow step", walking between the graceful and graceful, just like the February wind through the willow tops.

The person who came wore waist-length hair, and pulled it casually with a slender white hosta, and the sideburns were covered with a blooming Douxue red. Under the vermilion color, the thick black hair and the snow-white thin face that is half covered form a beautiful but strange contrast, which is particularly eye-catching under the light of the courtyard lights, and a silver-red seven-petal begonia flower is depicted under the left corner of the eye, and the goose yellow heart is dotted, and the brushstrokes are delicate and sharp, and the full cinnabar color on the lips is pressed to no brilliance.

Compared with the freshness and water spirit four years ago, Shen Yuan at this time has long faded from his youth, but there is no place in his body that can be called mature charm. That face is still beautiful, but because he doesn't ask about things all day long, doesn't know people, and doesn't see the light, so that the whole person is not a little angry, and his temper has become difficult to get along.

Mo Yu Mandarin hadn't seen him yet, and he had already frowned when he heard his voice: "Why did this come out?" When the visitor came out of the shadows, her brows tightened.

"It's hot, I can't sleep." Shen Yuan pulled his lips, raised his eyes and glanced at Wu's sister-in-law and the two children who were pulling and pulling on the ground, moved away in disgust, and stood with Mo Yuyuan, "Madam, since this sister-in-law is unwilling to leave, why don't you let them stay?" ”

"Yan'er, don't mess around." Mo Yuyuan glanced at her, her eyes were a little helpless, but her tone was unquestionable, "You didn't hear what I just said." ”

Shen Yuan kept his face sideways and lowered his head slightly, his eyes looked at the sister-in-law Wu on the ground, and when he heard the words, he raised his eyes obliquely upward from under the broken hair on his sideburns, and there was only a faint light in his eyes, but it was as clear and translucent as the moon in the sky, but it made people feel cold at a glance.

Fortunately, she only glanced at Mo Yuyuan, showed a vague smile, quickly lowered her head again, and looked at the little girl next to Wu's sister-in-law with a smile: "Madam, look, this little girl has fine skin and tender flesh, wouldn't it be wonderful to ask her to stay?" ”