There was a cloud that suddenly drifted by, covering the sunlight in the sky, and the sky suddenly darkened, and the wind blew through, first go to the corner of Mo Shihuan's skirt.

"You've suddenly started to care about the affairs of the Wu Clan." She bit her fingertips, her autumn-like eyes wide.

Zhuo Chen looked at her eyes and smiled slightly: "Where do I care about the affairs of the Wu Clan, I am concerned about you."

Mo Shihuan was knocked and was not angry, she lowered her head and pretended to count the ants on the ground, and after a while, she opened her mouth with difficulty: "I want to ...... I still have to trouble you, I really can't find out about the Wu clan alone. ”

She thought about these clues that were cut and unorganized, and she only felt that one head was going to become two big.

"What's the matter, our Divine Doctor Mo is also not divine now?" Zhuo Chen teased.

She was about to speak, when Zhuo Chen knocked her on the head with an ancient book she had just read: "Let's go, I'll take you somewhere."

"Huh? You two are going fast!" Pei Chengzhi trotted a few steps behind to catch up.

She was pulled by Zhuo Chen's wrist all the way to a narrow alley in the bustling city, with a street facing the river, and there were passing boatmen coming and going on the river, and she could hear the sound of rushing water.

A boatman saw the three of them looking over here, thinking that they were talented and beautiful people who were traveling, and waved to them enthusiastically with an oar in his hand: "Guys, do you want the old man to take you to take you around the scenery on the water in Kyoto?"

Mo Shihuan glanced up at Zhuo Chen, who was not worth the medicine sold in his gourd, and pointed to the boat: "Shall we sit?"

"Don't sit down, let's go to the teahouse." Zhuo Chen pulled her gaze back and pointed to the narrow alley in front of her, "I found a teahouse a few days ago, the owner of the teahouse seems to have something to do with the Wu clan, but I haven't been able to find out specifically, let's see if there are any clues." ”

She reluctantly looked at the boat family who was going away and sighed, "Let's go, it's still important to check the affairs of the Wu clan, let's not delay." ”

Walking in the narrow alley, she wondered in her heart, what kind of person would open a teahouse in such a remote and difficult to find place, usually the teahouse restaurant next to the street to attract customers, eager to pull all the customers from all over the world to her shop. In this way, the teahouse that Zhuo Chen said doesn't look like a teahouse, but like some mysterious institution in the human realm.

Passing through the narrow alley, the eyes suddenly opened up, the teahouse in front of her was really different from what she thought, only to see a corner of the place full of wooden tables and wooden benches, most of the people who came to drink tea were some long-term workers and people who did rough work, the owner of the teahouse set up an oilcloth shed, and the coarse cloth tea banner was written with the words "tea shop".

Zhuo Chen let go of her hand and smiled knowingly: "Here it is, this is the place I said."

Mo Shihuan shook off the somewhat stiff wrist that was clenched, looked around and found an inconspicuous corner and sat down with him, the shopkeeper saw that they were dressed extraordinarily, and served them a pot of better Pu'er tea, and the whole shop was mixed with the fragrance of tea and some wood on the wooden table" into Mo Shihuan's nose, she sniffed carefully, but she didn't smell the smell of the incense powder prepared by the Wu clan that she was looking for.

She took a sip of tea and stared at the tea residue that sank at the bottom of the cup, "Are you sure there is something to do with the Wu Clan here?" ”

She looked at Zhuo Chen's afterglow but looked around the teahouse, just when she saw the shopkeeper looking over, and was looking at Pei Chengzhi who was sitting on the side very invisibly.

Mo Shihuan kicked Zhuo Chen lightly under the table, and his fingers just stuck out of his sleeve and pointed at the shopkeeper.

Zhuo Chen immediately understood what she wanted to say, and glanced at Pei Chengzhi: "The shopkeeper is looking at you." He reminded in a low voice.

Pei Chengzhi was really not panicked when he held the teacup, drank the cup of tea in one gulp, and when he raised his head and collided with the sight of the shopkeeper, the junior second hurriedly retracted his gaze in a panic, and continued to serve tea and pour water to the guests at other tables as if nothing had happened.

"Hehe, pretending to be a ghost." Pei Chengzhi put down the teacup and looked at the back of the shopkeeper silently.

The twilight was four, and the last afterglow shone on the wall behind this teahouse, dyeing the snow-white wall with a layer of red, and the number of people drinking tea in private gradually decreased, and few of them didn't look at anything more.

"A few guest officers, the sun will go down soon, and the shop will close." The boss is a little fat, and his face is like a Fuwa in the sacrificial time, and he is smiling and trying to send them off.

Zhuo Chen shook the dust on his robe that he didn't know when, got up and arched his hand: "Thank you boss for the tea, let's go."

"I'm a little worried, the shopkeeper's eyes are not very friendly." Mo Shihuan stood on the long street near the water.

Today, there are iron flowers in the city, there are a lot of pedestrians on the street, a few of them are walking in the crowd with some difficulty, Zhuo Chen heard Mo Shihuan's worry behind him, and comforted: "After drinking tea in the afternoon, it seems that there is no big problem there, don't worry."

The flying eagle that opened the way suddenly moved, and there was a hidden killing intent in the crowd, which was elusive and elusive, and his hand holding the sword vigilantly blocked in front of Zhuo Chen and his party: "Wait, someone is watching us."

"Do you see someone?" Mo Shihuan asked with his mouth open.

The eagle shook his head, saying that he only felt some breath and felt that something was wrong, so he warned them.

"Look at that!" Mo Shihuan's eyes were sharp enough to see a person with a pocket dangling not far in front of them, and then quickly squeezed through the crowd and galloped towards the blocked path.

Zhuo Chen's disappeared place waved his hand, signaling everyone to catch up and find out.

Before they arrived at the trail, they smelled a sweet and greasy smell, and carefully smelled the fat powder fragrance on ordinary girls, but Mo Shihuan only smoked her a little nauseous, Mo Shihuan paused, and felt that something was wrong, and took the antidote pill he usually brought with him to the four of them.

"Be careful, it doesn't taste right." Mo Shihuan grabbed Zhuo Chen, who wanted to continue walking.

Zhuo Chen was about to turn around and talk to her, when suddenly a white shadow flew in the air, he dodged, and threw the sword in his hand towards the darkness in front of him at the place where the white shadow flew.

The nerves of the four people tensed to the extreme, and a short black shadow walked out of the darkness.

Mo Shihuan looked at it, and the person who came out was clearly an old man with a rickety back, he held the hat he had just worn on his head in his hand, and laughed gloomily, "It's really better to be blue than blue, little girl, you have easily solved my psychedelic poison powder." ”

The old man's voice was like old dead bark, Mo Shihuan was terrified when he heard it, and he couldn't help but take two steps back and asked, "People from the Wu Clan?"

Zhuo Chen hurriedly supported her and protected her behind him, "Looking at his tone, I guess it's probably the old backbone of the Wu clan or something." ”

The atmosphere was condensed, Mo Shihuan's fingertips moved slightly, and he looked at the old man who was not good at what he was doing, and pointed at his hat: "I look more like a traitor to the Wu clan!"