Ge Kuo sent us to the door of Sister Yulan's house, and immediately drove away.

Sister Yulan stretched out her hand and was about to push open the courtyard door, but the door opened from the inside.

As soon as we looked up, we saw a gloomy face standing in front of the threshold.

His eyes were fixed on me and he asked, "Where did you go?" ”

"Kunshen, don't be angry, I asked Xiyan to help and went out with me." Sister Yulan immediately explained to Beilin, and glanced at the hall.

The hall was empty, and there was no trace of the elder Gao.

"Kunshen, where am I going to be a father-in-law?" Sister Yulan asked.

"He is in Liao's house in the south of the city, and he is looking at things, you bring the magic weapon, and you can go over too." Ming Beilin, this is obviously trying to support Sister Yulan.

"Hmph, go out to see things by yourself? Put him as he can! Sister Yulan was a little mocking of Elder Gao, but the steps under her feet began to turn in the direction of the alley.

She told us to rest in the house, and she went to Nancheng and came back, and if we were hungry, we had everything in the kitchen.

"Okay." I answered, and Sister Yulan walked quickly towards the mouth of the alley.

Seeing her leave, I raised my feet and prepared to step into the courtyard, but Ming Beilin walked out of it and closed the door of the courtyard.

"Let's go." He said to me leisurely.

"Where?" I asked curiously.

"I'll take you to the tooth festival." As he spoke, he strode forward.

"Shenjun, how expensive it is to eat outside, I'll make you something delicious." I followed him.

"Chu Xiyan, the silver, it was earned, isn't it you who picked it out?" What he said was eloquent.

That's it, the money is earned by himself anyway, and I don't bother to care about him.

It's just that I thought at first that Ming Beilin would find a restaurant to eat outside Causeway Lane, but who knows, when he got out of Causeway Lane, he stopped the carriage.

As soon as you open your mouth, you have to go to the best teahouse in Shengjing, and you still have to have the kind of storytelling.

"That's it, Wan Yan Zhai." The coachman said to the Stygian Forest.

"Just go there." Stygian replied, and the carriage drove forward.

I listened to Mingbeilin say that I wanted to find a teahouse with "storytelling", and suddenly, I thought of yesterday, Gao Lao mentioned it, saying that it was a storyteller, and mentioned the reason why Mingbeilin was suppressed five hundred years ago.

Today, could it be that Stygian Beilin wants to hear his own rumors?

Seeing me looking at him in a daze, Beilin also stared at me.

I was uncomfortable with his deep eyes, and asked, "Why are you looking at me like that?" ”

He had been sitting across from me, but now, suddenly leaning forward, the bridge of his nose was almost touching the tip of my nose.

"You?" My heart was pounding, and I didn't know what he was trying to do.

"Don't play stupid, hand it over!" Stygian Beilin suddenly stretched out his hand.

"What?" I was stunned, not knowing what he was talking about.

"You have the smell of silver on your body, and you carry this god monarch behind your back and hide a small treasury privately?" He lowered his eyes slightly, looking at me condescendingly.

I couldn't help but sigh secretly in my heart, this money fan is particularly sensitive to money.

Just before getting off the bus, Sister Yulan stuffed my two silver tickets to me, and I didn't even have a hot heat in my sleeve, but he found out.