[The book continues from the above, the last book said that after Jiang Laoer's case was closed, Mu Qingming was also resented by the boss of the Jiang family and Uncle Jiang because of this. Miao Tian visited Rong Bao Zhai at night, handed Zhang Qianqian a note, and told Zhang Qianqian that she had lost the hidden marriage hijab of the host monster, and there was another trick. Led out of the spring to the summer solstice, the scorching sun, the strange woman went to Shala Lane alone and knocked on the door of the small courtyard of the Mu family. In Rong Bao Zhai, Mu Qingming received the big tea merchants in the Spring City. After a few words of greeting, the other party bluntly asked Mu Qingming if there were any fortune antiques in this world? 】

In the blink of an eye, spring goes to the summer solstice, even if it is like spring all year round, and it is a spring city with half city and half water, it is also under the scorching sun, and it is inevitable that there will be a little more heat between heaven and earth.

At the same time, the wind blowing in the spring city also became stronger.

Day and night, from time to time, you can always hear strong winds on the streets of the city, whirring and screaming as they rampage recklessly. At the same time, the doors and windows swayed and creaked.

Miao Tian went grocery shopping, and Miao Le and Miao Yu went into the Mu family's house where the medicine was stored, studying the strange things in the Changshengdao stronghold.

Don't look at those things, there aren't many, but enough for them to study. The rest of the wonderful pen seems to be not very interested in such things as basking in the sun, and I don't know whether I am practicing calligraphy or reading books in my room.

Mo Han didn't feel bored because of this, so he simply took the corpse baby and child to help Mu Qingming take care of the flowers and plants he planted in the small courtyard.

Since Mu Qingming mixed the chicken eggs (eggs) he had laid out when he was in Mao, mixed them with the powder made from blood moss, stirred them evenly, and smeared them on the skin of the corpse baby, which not only removed a lot of his corpse poison, yin poison and anger, but also made the corpse baby's skin smoother.

Compared to when he was born out of the cocoon, the corpse baby at this time looked not much different from an ordinary child; Except for children who still don't like to wear clothes and pants very much, and sometimes they are very wooden, and their IQ and reactions are by no means as good as those with three souls and seven spirits, there are not many other changes.

The corpse baby lay at Mo Han's feet, curiously leaning at his little head, watching Mo Han's every move. Mo Han's care of those flowers and plants made him even more curious.

Watching Mo Han take care of the flowers and plants, this little corpse baby actually had a trace of saliva overflowing from the corner of his mouth; Then he took advantage of Mo Han's inattention and bit a green leaf in front of him.

It turned out that he was not only curious about Mo Han's actions, but also thought that these colorful plants in front of him could be eaten.

I saw him bite the green leaves in his mouth, chew violently with only two small teeth, and then frowned, and after spitting out all the green leaves that he had bitten to pieces, he spit out his tongue that was a little blue stained by the green leaves, and showed a painful look on his face.

"You stupid boy, why do you put everything in your mouth?" Only then did Mo Han notice that he had eaten the green leaves, and he couldn't help but laugh when he looked at his distressed face.

After Mo Han put down the tools in his hand, he hurriedly went to get a gourd and scooped some water, and told the corpse baby to rinse his mouth quickly.

The little corpse baby still felt bitter in his mouth after rinsing his mouth, so he sat on the ground coquettishly, stretched out his arms to Mo Han, and flashed a childlike look in his eyes that were so black that there were no whites of his eyes. Mo Han had no choice but to lean down and pick him up.

At this moment, a rhythmic knock sounded outside the closed door, and at the same time, Mo Han also sensed a true Qi in front of the door.

In view of the fact that only the dragon lockers who can refine the Qi will have this kind of Qi that is the origin of all things in heaven and earth, Mo Han thought that the person who came was of course a dragon locker. However, she was not familiar with this Qi, and it should be a dragon lock person she had never seen. Curious, Mo Han asked, "Who?" Holding the corpse baby and walking towards the door.

"Who are you?" As soon as the door was opened, the people outside the door were suddenly stunned when they saw Mo Han, and then after looking Mo Han up and down, they exclaimed, "You are a fox demon?" ”。

Mo Han nodded stunned, and also looked the visitor up and down a few times. I saw that standing opposite her was a woman who, judging by her appearance, was no more than twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old. With skin like mutton fat, she has a tall figure, her white and translucent face has a high nose bridge, and under the thin willow eyebrows on both sides, there are a pair of emerald eyes like Mu Luo's, like two round and translucent high-grade jade, inlaid on her face.

On her back was a blue and white porcelain painting tube three feet long and the thickness of an adult's arm. And in his arms, he was holding a puppy with a big head, born with a tiger head but drooping ears, and his white fur was as white as snow all his life, without the slightest variegation. And it naturally separates the deep eyes that are almond-shaped, one red and one blue.

The blue eye is like a clear blue sky, and the red eye is like a ruby as red as blood. The dog is not big, but its eyes are very bright.

Mo Han, who had demon eyes, just swept his eyes away, and knew that this was not an ordinary domestic dog, but a cunning dragon brain who specializes in eating dragonbrain.

Immediately after that, her gaze fell on the blue eyes of the woman opposite, and after smiling, she said slowly: "You are Mu Qingdan, right?" ”。

The woman was stunned again, her puzzled gaze fell on Mo Han's face again, and she asked rhetorically, "How do you know?" ”......

The strong wind blew through the bustling Dongsi Street, swept over the head of Rong Bao Zhai, and the blue bottom banner embroidered with a Lishu "Bao" word with gold thread.

There were no customers in the store, Mu Qingming sat in the corner of the store where the sun did not shine, holding a clumsy purple sand hand pot, leisurely tasting the fragrant tea in the pot.

This pot is a Ming Dynasty book flat pot, which he bought a few days ago; Since buying this pot, Mu Qingming has loved it. Except for sleeping in the thatched house, he almost never leaves his hand.

At this time, he took the spout in his mouth and sucked it gently, and a mouthful of tea flavor aged and the thin tea soup followed.

"Young Master Mu, is the tea in this ancient pot so delicious?" Standing behind the counter, Zhang Qianqian, who was wearing two ponytails and draped them behind her head today, was holding her cheeks with both hands on the counter, turned her head to look at Mu Qingming, and asked leisurely.

Although she and Mu Qingming are really incompatible, this person's endurance is really extraordinary. At this moment, her identity is Zhang Qianqian, the eldest lady of Rong Bao Zhai, and her attitude towards Mu Qingming is not only not the slightest unpleasant, but full of affinity.

With this inside-out acting skills, she actually doesn't want to be an evil person or a cult leader, and she can go to Shanghai to act in a movie or something.

"Of course." Mu Qingming's eyes widened slightly, and he smiled and said, "Is the so-called good tea with a good pot?" ”。 As he spoke, his eyes kept staring at the pot in his hand.

"You pay so much attention to this, aren't you just drinking tea? So what is not to drink? Isn't it also drinking with a sea bowl, with porcelain, or with pottery? Zhang Qianqian glanced at him, muttered slightly, and was a little cute all over her body, where did she have the temperament of a half-hao cult leader.

"Then you smashed your father's fine porcelain pot, and then tell him what you said, and see if he scolds you." Mu Qingming smiled again, raised his eyes to Zhang Qianqian's side, and looked at the shopkeeper Zhang who was fiddling with the abacus.

The shopkeeper also has a teapot, made of fine porcelain blue and white, which was also used to make tea in the past; This Mu Qingming knows.

In the shopkeeper Zhang, who was playing with the abacus beads, his eyes rolled up slightly, his gaze swept over the reading glasses frame that slid up and down the bridge of his nose, and when he looked towards Mu Qingming, he laughed.

"Dad is reluctant to scold me?" Zhang Qianqian, who snorted lightly, then stood up straight, naturally wrapped her arms around the shopkeeper's hand, and said coquettishly: "I am even more reluctant to beat me." The tone and look were quite proud.

"Then let your father hurry up and find you a mother-in-law; If your father doesn't beat you, your mother-in-law will beat you. Mu Qingming smiled and continued to drink tea; was immediately glared at by Zhang Qianqian.

Mu Qingming was not afraid, anyway, it was a joke, he simply took another sip of tea, smashed his mouth, and laughed again: "Serve your father-in-law and mother-in-law well, fight!" If you don't obey your husband, hit! If you can't give birth to a son, fight! Hahaha, this is the criticism of most of the mothers-in-law who have become mothers-in-law from daughters-in-law in the land of China. ”。

As soon as these words came out, Zhang Qianqian, who was anxious and angry for a while, was so angry that her cheeks turned red, stomped her feet angrily, glanced at Mu Qingming, and turned around angrily and walked towards the backyard.

She left in Mu Qingming's hearty laughter, and the shopkeeper Zhang immediately raised his eyes to look at Mu Qingming, revealing a slightly ambiguous smile, which frightened Mu Qingming for a moment and put away his smile.

"Does Ling Ci have such criticism?" Shopkeeper Zhang rolled his eyes, and then said: "If not, how about my family Qianqian be your concubine?" ”。

When Mu Qingming heard this, the tea that had just been inhaled in his mouth sprayed out involuntarily from his open mouth with his suddenly widening eyes, and dispersed into a mist in front of him.

The Tao of Immortality is really a cult that does things seriously; Knowing that the real shopkeeper Zhang has always intended to match his daughter with Mu Qingming, now this fake shopkeeper Zhang naturally mentions this matter to Mu Qingming from time to time.

Mu Qingming, who choked and coughed twice, hurriedly waved his hand and said nonsense: "My mother is too fierce, not only does she not serve her father-in-law and mother-in-law well, she does not serve me well, and if she can't give birth to a son, she will beat her daughter-in-law." If you can't cook well, you can't clean up the housework, and if you don't like it, you will be beaten. ”。

"Although Ling Qianjin is a good person and her development is not bad, she is not beaten with fine skin and tender meat." After a pause, Mu Qingming added.

As soon as the words came out, a burly and sturdy strong man strode in from outside the door. As soon as he entered the door, the strong man shouted in a rough and low voice: "Young Master Mu, who are you saying that you won't resist the beating?" ”。

The tall man had bronzed skin, and he was in good spirits, with three conspicuous scars on his rugged face that pierced half of his cheeks, making him look like a fierce bandit.

Mu Qingming glanced at the visitor, got up to greet him, and shouted, "Isn't this the famous Qi gang leader?" ”。

This strong man he called the gang leader was not the leader of the gang, but Qi Gao, the leader of the Ma Gang, who was famous in Yunnan at that time. As his name suggests, he was born and raised on the Yunnan-Guizhou Plateau, not only sturdy, but also half a head taller than Mu Qingming, which is diametrically opposed to the small and delicate Dian people.

Among the many caravans at that time, Qi Gao's caravan was the largest cara. He not only has his own tea plantation, but also hundreds of Tengyue horses and Dali horses, as well as Dianchi horses. There are also more than 300 men under him, who follow him back and forth between Tibet, Nepal and central Yunnan all year round.

After Mu Qingming arrived at Rong Bao Zhai, he met this person who came to Spring City with a horse gang, and the two became friends because of the antique business.

"What wind brought you here? Didn't you go to Tibet this year? Mu Qingming raised his hand and patted the other party's muscular arm, and said with a smile: "The arm is thick again." ”。

"Honestly, I really have something to do with you, do you have any antiques here to attract wealth?" Qi Gao didn't talk nonsense, and asked bluntly.

Who is the woman in front of the small courtyard of the Mu family? Why did Qi Gao buy Zhaocai? Find out what happens next, and listen to the next breakdown.