Street vendors are laughing and laughing on the surface, but secretly they are competing to sell their goods the best.

What is different from the past is that there are a lot of gossips on the street today, most of which are mottled and evil deeds of her Mu Qingge.

Listening to these things from the perspective of a bystander, Mu Qingge also found it quite interesting.

Raising his eyebrows, Mu Qingge put his hands behind his back, and was in a very happy mood from one end of the market to the other.

When he walked to a corner, he saw the name of the shop next to him, and Mu Qingge was stunned.

"Rich Water Money Village".

Thinking of Boss Fang's matter, Mu Qingge stayed for a while.

This shop did not hang a sign on the top of the door like other shops, but erected a marble stone tablet on the side of the door, on which the four characters of Fushui Shop were elegantly engraved.

Mu Qingge stepped forward and took a closer look, and found that those font slots were made of grinding and powdering with the precious red ore at the moment.

Mu Qingge sighed in his heart that Qianzhuang deserved to be a Qianzhuang, and such a large amount of money was far beyond the reach of many rich and noble families in the capital.

Thinking of what Boss Fang said about the emperor's imperial gift, Mu Qingge became more and more curious about this water-rich money village.

What kind of truth can make such a shop willing to be embarrassed by villains like Mu Guishan and Liu Xiang who can't be put on the table.

Mu Qingge straightened his clothes, pulled his collar up and down, cleared his throat, and strode in.

Walking into the shop, a middle-aged man dressed in a dark brown robe and wearing a valuable square hat walked up.

However, it was not Boss Fang.

"Objectively, save money or take silver?"

The man was happy, with a formulaic polite smile on his face.

Mu Qingge did not understand the answer to the man's question, but paced back and forth, turned left and right, looked at the shop with his spare eyes, and showed an expression that the village girl had never seen the world, and her face was full of envy and amazement.

To tell the truth, although the decoration here is also luxurious, it is not as noble and atmospheric as the pharmacological pavilion, but more of a redundant and rustic, like the decoration of the home of a local tyrant who sells steel and gets rich.

Seeing this scene, the boss's eyes gradually became disdain and disgust when he looked at her.

With a slanted eyebrow, the man glanced at the subordinate on the side, wanting to throw Mu Qingge out.

Mu Qingge didn't care, as if he was still intoxicated with gold and silver.

When the next person came over to pull and pull, Mu Qingge was busy struggling, "Don't, don't, I want to see the silver, there is a lot of silver here." ”

Mu Qingge looked around casually, and when he saw a small silver figure, his mind boomed, and it went blank in an instant.

However, no one else noticed anything unusual.

Mu Qingge was dragged by his subordinates, while holding a silver ornament next to him, and kicked his feet away.

When the toes touched a wall, it was not hard and painful as expected, but the wall shook for a moment.

You can see that it is a secret door.

Finally, Mu Qingge was still holding the villain in his hand and was carried to the boss.

It's not that I haven't met it, a fool like Mu Qingge was self-absorbed after he came in, and the boss has also seen a lot, obviously his mentality has improved a lot.

Looking at Mu Qingge, the boss laughed twice, and reached out to take the silver villain in Mu Qing's singer, "Girl, this little silver figure needs silver, if you want it, let your father and mother come and buy it." ”

The boss laughed and tried hard to pick Mu Qingge's hand, Mu Qingge didn't want to hold much strength, but he didn't think that the boss used nine points of strength.

His fingers were buckled painfully, and Mu Qingge's gaze lingered for a while at the little silver figure, and finally let go of his hand.

Raising his head stupidly, "Are you a boss?" Are there no other bosses left? ”

The boss was stunned, his eyes skimmed a touch of suspicion and danger, he raised his head and quickly looked at Mu Qingge, lowered his eyes, and before he could say anything, he heard Mu Qingge continue, "How did I see that there are many bosses, this one, this one, this one......"

Mu Qingge stretched out his hand and pointed indiscriminately, with a novel expression on his face.

It's either a madman or a fool.

The boss's face was a little ugly, and his eyes were calm, like a gesture from someone next to him.

Mu Qingge was immediately dragged out by his subordinates again.

At the last moment, from the false wall, there was a very low and very thin woman's suppressed cry, as if someone had covered the corners of her mouth.

However, this exclamation was only for a moment, as if life had come to an end, and there was no sound to be made.

The boss's expression was grim, and he subconsciously looked at the secret door, and when he swept towards Mu Qingge, he had already moved with killing intent.

Mu Qingge was still selling stupidity loudly, shouting and shouting, as if he hadn't heard any sound.

When the boss saw her state, he frowned, but he didn't want to think about it, as if he was afraid that if he killed her, he would dirty his knife.

was completely thrown out, and Mu Qingge walked to a narrow alley near this shop.

After sorting out his emotions, Mu Qingge frowned slightly, carefully digesting the scene he had just seen.

That little silver figure is clearly wearing a modern suit!

What does this prove? There are other traversers in this world!

Who is the owner of this rich water bank? Is it Boss Fang, or is it Fang Cai?

If it's Fang Cai, where did Boss Fang come from? Will it be a traverser?

Where did that little silver figure come from?

What's going on with the screams of the woman inside?

Mu Qingge felt a little uneasy for a moment.

After stabilizing his mind, Mu Qingge raised his eyes and looked around, and when he realized that the wall in front of him was connected to the big courtyard behind Fushui Qianzhuang, Mu Qingge pressed his eyebrows, took a deep breath, tapped the ground with his toes, and climbed the wall with three or two kicks on the ground.

In the courtyard, a man in a yellow robe stood sideways, wearing a noble white jade crown, the fabric of the robe seemed to be very special, and the robe could be seen shining golden in the sunlight from afar.

The man's side face is angular, handsome and abnormal, and the whole person exudes a cold and gloomy atmosphere, which makes people dare not approach in a cold sweat.

Not far from the man, two subordinates were carrying a basin of bright red liquid away, as if Mu Qingge had smelled the smell of blood from afar.

On the other side, two subordinates carried a woman and left quickly.

The woman hung her head and drooped her arms, which were thin and withered, crawling with wrinkled skin, as if they had been sucked dry of blood, and had no life.

Mu Qingge gasped, and while feeling a bad chill, he regretted that he had missed a good show.

That person looks noble and domineering, could it be a traverser?

Mu Qingge narrowed his eyes, thinking of the eldest prince he met under the Qinglou Flower Pavilion that day, and the man in black who killed a geisha in the woods, so it seemed that the clothes of these people were somewhat similar.

It's just that this man keeps his face sideways, and people can't see his face clearly.