Chapter 51: The Death of the Neon Dress 3

"Xiao Er, our sons are here to choose clothes, and quickly bring the treasures of your best craftsmanship here to take a look." Bai said lightly and heroically.

Xiao Er said gloomily: "How many sons are choosing clothes for themselves?" ”

"That's right, otherwise what are we doing here in Lanshanfang?" Bai Qingqing asked rhetorically.

Xiao Er whispered a few words to the girl next to her, and the girl hurriedly left.

When he came to the inner courtyard of Lanshanfang, Tong Yang reported: "Miss, there are a few uninteresting sons in the store who want to buy clothes." ”

Duran Mountain leaned on the couch, drank a glass of wine, put down the wine glass, pulled a golden yellow one from the colorful thread ball next to him, and threw it forward, and the needle passed through the unrusted screen with the thread.

The heart of a fox fairy flower instantly glowed with a golden luster.

Du Lanshan's voice was soft and lazy: "It's not interesting...... Just take them to have fun and report back to me. After speaking, he raised his head and glanced at him fiercely.

"Yes!" Tong Yang retreated.

High blue, they were taken to the dyeing layout.

In a large courtyard, there are hanging fabrics of various colors.

"Everyone, please choose your own ingredients." After Tong Yang finished speaking, he disappeared without a trace.

The four of them were only immersed in the colorful fabric, and after a while, they couldn't see anyone else.

Mo Shaozhi suddenly became suspicious, and shouted in a low voice: "Senior brother, white brother, little civet cat......"

The civet responds: "I'm ...... here"

Listening to the voice, as if he was right in front of him, Mo Shaozhi pushed away the layers of fabric, but he never saw them.

Gao Lan heard the voice of the little civet cat, and also looked for it, but this layer of fabric is becoming more and more compact, and the visual sense of oppression is getting stronger and stronger.

Bai Qingqing scolded over there: "Hell, what the hell, didn't I come to choose fabric, and I didn't come to cocoon myself," he said, and his whole body began to wrap around the fabric layer by layer.

Mo Shaozhi hurriedly said: "Brother Bai, there is something strange here, with a sword." ”

Bai Qingqing's arm holding the sword had long been entangled in the cloth, and he couldn't move: "My hand is trapped by this cloth." ”

"Childe, I'm entangled too." The tanuki also makes a sound on the other end.

Gao Lan saw that there was nowhere to escape, and wanted to find an exit upward, but as soon as she was lucky, a huge piece of fabric on her head directly covered her inside.

"How is Brother Gao?" Mo Shaozhi asked anxiously.

Gao Lan replied: "I'm covered in layers of fabric, Brother Mo, what's the situation, are we here for a black shop?" ”

As he spoke, he lifted layer after layer, and the visual oppression alone made people breathless and irritable.

Mo Shaozhi calmed down: "Don't panic, close your eyes and listen to ......"

Several people listened to his words, stopped struggling, and sure enough, they faintly heard the sound of erhu in the distance.

Mo Shaozhi continued: "Everyone close their eyes and try to follow the direction of the voice. ”

The sound of the erhu seemed to be moving all the time, and they followed the voice carefully, moving step by step.

After a long time, the four of them collided together like tumblers, leaning forward and closing back.

The four cocoons are ordinary people, only four heads are exposed, and the body is tightly clothed.

Bai Qingqing smiled bitterly: "We...... This is? ”

"Bold and arrogant people, if you can get out of this dyeing layout, even if you have some ability, come to my Lanshanfang, you are asking for your own hardship, don't get out quickly." With a loud shout, the four of them were pushed out of the gate and staggered to the ground.

"Oh, I'll go, this ......," Bai wailed lightly.

Mo Shaozhi was already injured, but he was strangled too tightly by this cloth, and a mouthful of blood oozed out.

Gao Lan panicked: "Brother Mo, are you okay?" ”

"I didn't ...... It's okay, it's just a little out of breath. Mo Shaozhi said with some difficulty.

Bai Qingqing called out to the passers-by: "Trouble, help untie it." ”

Seeing this, passers-by hurriedly smiled and walked away.

"Oh, I'll go, the people here are too unfriendly." White light and indignant.

After a while, the sound of bamboo poles hitting the ground could be heard in the distance.

Gao Lan looked over and hurriedly shouted: "Erhu Gongzi, Gongzi, this way." ”

Erhu Gongzi groped over and helped them untangle the tangled fabric.

Gao Lan hurriedly went to support Mo Shaozhi and asked with concern, "Brother Mo, are you okay?" ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Shaozhi fainted.

They sent that Mo Shaozhi to the Mo family branch.

Xiao Ju saw the young master's situation, felt distressed, gave him medicine, and helped him wipe the bloodstains.

"Brother Mo, what's wrong? Didn't you hear any fights just now? Gao Lan asked strangely.

Xiao Ju looked up at her with anger on her face: "It's not all because of you!" ”

"Me?" Gao Lan was surprised, "Is it because I want to buy clothes for Brother Mo?" ”

Xiao Ju was about to speak, but when she saw Mo Shaozhi wake up, she raised her hand and was a little stunned: "Xiao Ju......"

Xiao Ju said: "Young master, you are awake." ”

Gao Lan hurriedly got up and wanted to move forward, but when he saw Xiao Ju on the side, he stopped again.

The little civet cat asked, "Brother Mo, are you feeling unwell, it turns out that the miracle doctor will also get sick." ”

Mo Shaozhi smiled reluctantly: "Brother Mo, I am a human being, not a god, of course I will get sick, and if I am sick, I have to be coaxed," After speaking, he glanced at Gao Lan on the side, and his eyes were infinitely soft......

Bai Qingqing sat on the windowsill: "I said Brother Mo, what was the situation just now?" I'm still confused. ”

At this time, Lao Liu, the shopkeeper of the pharmacy, came in and said with emotion: "Young master, you guys have gone to places where you shouldn't go." ”

"Where should I not go?" Bai Qingqing became more and more confused, "Isn't that a store that sells clothes?" ”

Lao Liu smiled: "It's a shop that sells clothes, but Nalan Shanfang doesn't sell men's clothes, and if anyone comes to buy it, it must be asking for hardship." The rules that everyone in this town knows, you don't know if you are outsiders. ”

Mo Shaozhi suddenly remembered the strange smile when they asked them to go to the store in Lanshanfang: "Ha, it turns out that he deliberately led us there." ”

"That dead old man, seeing that we didn't buy his clothes, deliberately cleaned us." Shiro jumped off the windowsill lightly.

Gao Lan was puzzled: "Even if Lanshanfang doesn't sell men's clothes, why punish those men who go to buy clothes?" ”

Lao Liu said leisurely: "This matter, we have to start from the beginning." ”

The Du family has opened tailor shops for several generations, Du Lanshan's father is a tailor, and his mother is good at embroidery, and her craftsmanship is extremely superb. gave birth to this Dulan Mountain, which also inherited the skills of the two, and the craftsmanship became more and more perfect.

All stories have a beginning.

Until one day, a boy walked into the store......

The boy's eyes were as vast as a galaxy, and the water was shining, as if he could hook people's souls......

How beautiful those eyes were, even Lin Danfeng, the most beautiful man today, couldn't help but look at those eyes for a long time at that time......

In this way, of course, she instantly fascinated the fledgling Duran Mountain, and she was stunned.

After a while, he spoke: "What kind of clothes does Childe want?" ”

The boy did not speak, but spread out the paper on the counter, picked up the pen, and in a few moments a delicate and dazzling sample was drawn......

"Girl, can you help make this neon dress......