Chapter 971: The Truth of the Year (8)

So, what do you want to say, head of the house?

"What if it stinks so much that Su Yi leaves the Mu family in a rage? No, you go and stop Mu Ling, don't let him go to find Suyi, he stinks too much. The old man hurriedly stood up, a little anxious and uneasy.

The corners of the old housekeeper's mouth twitched: "He really wants to find the young lady, it is useless for me to stop him, and besides, the young lady will definitely throw him out." ”

"Oh, that's good," the old man smiled, "By the way, did Mu Ling eat today?" Why does it stink like this? ”

"Maybe, he may feel that he doesn't deserve to eat, so he eats instead."

"Oh, that's it," the old man frowned, "then you should inform me quickly, so that everyone can see Mu Ling far away today, he eats, it stinks!" ”

Old butler: "......"

The head of the house, is this going to play the young master?

"No, you go outside and let me know, so as not to make Mu Ling faint, everyone has to retreat when they see him, you go quickly!"

Seeing that the old housekeeper did not move, the old man was angry and scolded.

"Yes, master," the old butler said helplessly, "then I'll go and tell the others and let them all stay away from the young master." ”

……

After leaving the old man's courtyard, Mu Ling gave the elixir to a little maid and asked her to take it to Chen Qingyan.

Of course, he didn't go looking for plain clothes either.

After all, it's not good to go to her empty-handed.

He remembered that when he was a vegetarian, he loved to eat the chestnut cake of the old Chen family the most.

That pastry was extremely famous in Tenjin City, and it took a long queue to buy it.

Mu Ling remembered that Su Yi didn't like others to oppress people with power, so he was ready to queue up, and he would no longer directly rely on his power to cut the queue as before.

Somehow......

Along the way, he always felt that the eyes of those people looking at him were full of strangeness, as if he were some kind of beast, and when they saw him, they retreated, so that no one approached him ten feet away.

Mu Ling's eyes were filled with doubt, as if he didn't understand what was going on.

He sniffed the smell on his body and frowned slightly.

"Before I came out, I had deliberately used aromatherapy to remove the smell, and now although there are still some, it is already very shallow, why can these people still detect it? When did their sense of smell become so acute? ”

After thinking about it, Mu Ling shook his head and threw those thoughts out of his mind.

With a smile on his lips, he walked towards the pastries lined up in front of him.

The queue that was originally full of people happened to see Mu Ling coming with a smile on his face.

The man's face changed suddenly, and he poked the person in front of him with his finger......

The person in front of him glanced back, and his face changed suddenly.

Immediately afterwards, Mu Ling, who had not yet approached, saw the platoon leader's team disperse in a hurry, and everyone scattered like birds, and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

The door of the chestnut cake of the old Chen family was empty, only the fallen leaves floated by, which looked a little desolate.

Of course, Mu Ling didn't know that during the time when he was using incense to remove the smell at the Mu family, a rumor spread throughout the Heavenly God Mansion.

He was like a monk in Zhang's second place, confused, and walked towards the chestnut cake of the old Chen family.

"I'm going to have a ......"

The owner of the chestnut cake of the old Chen family was surnamed Chen, and he glanced at Mu Ling who walked to the door, as if a wild beast had walked in, and instantly cleaned up the stall at the door, like a whirlwind running into the house.

Before he closed the door, he dropped a sentence.