Chapter 13: Nine times out of ten is a broken sleeve
In the face of such a brazen Ming Lao, Yan Chengcheng said that she had nothing to say, and Yu'er beside her was a little excited.
If the eldest lady can really become the apprentice of the ghost elder, it is equivalent to having an extra backer, and it will be beneficial and harmless!
"The old rule, it's still the most secluded and hidden box on the third floor, the ghost doctor hasn't been here for a while, and I haven't seen you for about half a year, this box has been reserved for you."
The little guy enthusiastically led the two to the innermost box on the third floor, although the location of this box was in the innermost, Yan Tingcheng noticed that the perspective of this box was also the best.
Looking down from here, you can see the appearance below in all directions, and the auction table in the middle is also clear.
"There's nothing that can make the old man my heart move, what do I run here for."
"So, this time there's something that makes you feel excited? Can you tell us what it is? The little guy had a gossipy look on his face.
"You stinky boy, forget it, it doesn't hurt to tell you, I have a crush on blue ice grass and blood coral." Ming Lao came out directly.
"Ah, these two things are popular this time, and the ghost doctor is afraid that it will take some effort, but you also know that our pavilion master has been inquiring about your whereabouts, and I want to ask you for help, you look at this ......"
"Stop," Ming Lao interrupted the little guy without thinking about it: "I came here this time to shoot these two medicinal herbs, and by the way, I will take my eldest apprentice to see the world, and there is no need to say anything else." ”
"Okay then," the little guy's expression instantly withered: "The little one won't bother you, just retreat first, if you need to shake the bell on this table directly." ”
Ming Lao waved his hand, and the little guy smiled at Yan Chengcheng, and then bent down and retreated.
"I can't see that you are still an old acquaintance with the pavilion master of this Treasure Pavilion? Wouldn't we be able to go through the back door? Yan Qingcheng glanced at Ming Lao pointedly.
"I've only met once, it's impossible to go through the back door, it's impossible in this life, don't worry, the teacher will definitely help you take down these two medicinal herbs."
"Huh? As a teacher? Yan Qingcheng raised his eyebrows, with a threatening tone in his tone, this old man, is he addicted to taking advantage of her?
"Slip of the tongue, how can the little girl's family be so calculating, but threaten people at every turn, your temper is not good, and it will not be good to please your mother-in-law in the future." Ming Lao opened his mouth and preached.
Yan Qingcheng rolled his eyes, ignored it, and walked to the window of the box by himself, from which he could just see the situation below.
The first floor is at the mercy of an ordinary tea house, nothing special, the second floor is a small compartment separated by a screen, the third floor is a larger, better sealed box, as for the fourth floor......
Judging from the appearance, he couldn't see the distribution of the fourth floor at all, and he couldn't even see any doors and windows.
Just as she was distracted, there was a sudden commotion on the first floor.
"King Qin, it's really King Qin!"
"Why is he here? It's over, I'm not going to get bad luck, am I? ”
"This King Qin has just come back from the battlefield and came to this Treasure Pavilion, could it be that this time the Treasure Pavilion has a finale treasure that is not written on the lot list?"
"Who knows, but what can make King Qin come in person is definitely not ordinary, I'm afraid there will be a good show this time."
"What a good show, no one in this Shanghai country doesn't know that King Qin and the Shangguan Pavilion Master of this Treasure Pavilion have been friends for many years, maybe they are just here to catch up."
"Okay, okay, don't talk about it, beware of King Qin and wait to hear it!"
"That's it, be careful of being cursed, you will be hit by a carriage when you go out!"
The sound of fine chattering continued to pour into Yan Qingcheng's ears, causing the corners of her mouth to twitch.
This Treasure Pavilion doesn't know what material is used to decorate, it seems to be able to amplify the sound, especially in a relatively empty place, the amplification effect is better, she can hear the voices of these people, not to mention Qin Moxiao, who is really upstairs.
Yan Qingcheng looked at Qin Moxiao curiously.
A black robe with gold wire hooks sets off a tall figure, under the sword eyebrows, the narrow peach blossom eyes are half-drooping, with a bit of laziness and laziness, the firm nose bridge is as straight as a distant mountain, and the thin lips are lightly pursed, with a little bit of coolness.
It's hard to imagine that a man who looks so rebellious is a demon who kills people without long eyes and can kill people at every turn?
This is the first time Yan Qingcheng has seen Qin Moxiao Zhenren, last time she just heard a voice she felt that this man was not ordinary, and after seeing his appearance clearly this time, this thought was even more aggravated.
As the saying goes, the more good-looking things are, the more toxic they are, and people are no exception, but I don't know how this King of Qin could have anything to do with her grandfather.
Yan Tingcheng really wanted to find out about her grandfather's situation, but if the other party was Qin Moxiao, then forget it, this man is far from being as simple as it seems on the surface, it can be described as unfathomable, facing this kind of person, before his wings are not full, Yan Tingcheng chooses to hide if he can.
Thinking of this, Yan Qingcheng was about to withdraw his gaze, but at this time, Qin Moxiao looked over.
Looking at each other, Yan Chengcheng was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't expect the other party to look at him, and in an instant, Yan Tingcheng reacted, nodding lightly at Qin Moxiao, without too much expression.
Qin Moxiao gently pulled the corners of his mouth, retracted his gaze meaningfully, and continued to walk up, until he reached the fourth floor, and his figure disappeared at the end of the stairs.
"That's King Qin? Do you know? Ming Lao walked to the window and asked.
Yan Qingcheng shook his head: "I don't know." ”
They really didn't know each other, Qin Moxiao just asked his subordinates to send her a letter, the two had never even met before, and she nodded at each other just to thank the other party for helping to bring back her grandfather's letter.
"I see King Qin looking at you, you still nod at him, I think you know each other, it's good if you don't know, girl, let me tell you, you must stay away from that King Qin." Ming Lao admonished with a serious face.
"What? Are you afraid that he will restrain me? Yan Qingcheng joked, bored back to the table and sat down, poured himself a cup of tea, and took a sip gently.
Yo, the tea in this Treasure Pavilion is not bad, although she doesn't know how to taste tea, but she also drinks this tea is a rare treasure.
"What is it that is not a rumor, where can there be such an evil thing, if there is really one, then how many people die every day in the Qin Palace?"
Ming Lao rolled his eyes, obviously not believing in those nonsense.
"What I want to say is that this man's means are not ordinary, don't be deceived by his appearance, in my opinion, this King of Qin, nine times out of ten is a broken sleeve, otherwise I can't explain the three brides who died on the eve of the wedding."