"Well, it's peaceful." Ying Wuwei flicked the soil on his body, and picked off the leaves that were stained and threw them away, "I'm going back to the capital, what should you do?" ”

"Young master, don't worry, when my son-in-law comes back, we will also go to the capital." Ding'er respectfully clasped her fists and saluted, "See you in the capital when the time comes." ”

Lin Heng went back to the Lin family first because of some things, and asked Ding'er to wait for him here; And Ying Wuwei happens to have some things to do, and in the past few days, these two people have always been together.

Ying Wuwei smiled loudly and waved his hand: "Don't, duckweed mustard people, it's best not to see the two of you when you arrive in the capital." ”

After that, he thought about it again and said, "If you see it, it would be better if you didn't know each other." ”

It's not the first time he's said this, although Ding'er doesn't understand, but since Lin Heng doesn't ask much, he naturally won't ask more, and only smiled:

"Young Master Ying is really weird."

"Hey, aren't you and your son-in-law to blame?" Ying Wuwei said, hugged his fists and bowed down, "I wish Brother Ding and your son-in-law a safe journey." ”

"Yes, the young master is also safe."

……

After saying goodbye, Ying Wuwei hummed a small song, sang a minor tune and shuttled through the forest, walked straight for more than half an hour, and saw that he was about to cross the woods and go up to the official road, before he stopped and raised his head, held the sword in his arms, and didn't know what to say:

"Where's my money?"

As soon as the words fell, a wisp of red smoke fell from the sky, and when she turned around, she became a woman in red with a strange white mask, and her voice was cold:

"The main thing to buy is the prince, Young Master Ying didn't do it."

Ying Wuwei gritted his teeth and smiled:

"No, the main thing to buy is that the prince has all the beards and tails, and he will return to Beijing completely. And in this world, is there a safer place than the Xie family? ”

The woman in red's voice became more and more indifferent: "Strong words, hooligan habits, then I will not be able to give you the money until the prince returns to Beijing." ”

Ying Wuwei's smile deepened:

"No, I don't trust you."

"What do you mean?"

"Because ......" Ying Wuwei replaced the sword with one hand, and took the scabbard to hold a sword flower, "Bao Shizi's business owner will take it, and the master of killing Shizi will also take it, one business and two ways, the main family is the real hooligan, I am timid, I am afraid that my money will be wasted." ”

The temperament of the woman in red suddenly turned cold: "Pay attention to your words!" ”

Ying Wuwei is not afraid at all: "Matchmaker, calm down, although I am an ordinary person, you may not be able to beat me." I just want money and nothing else, I hope you understand. ”

The matchmaker's eyes fell on the saber in his hand, gritted her teeth, and threw an ingot of fifty taels at his feet.

Ying Wuwei immediately bent down to pick it up, and there was no noble idea that wealth could not be lewd.

The matchmaker looked at it condescendingly, thought about it and took out another ingot of silver, and shook it in front of him:

"This, buy the news of Lieshan."

Ying Wuwei's eyes lit up instantly, and he said without thinking about it:

"That dragon was persuaded by Miss Xie, and I was there at the time, and a son surnamed Lin was present."

"She convinced?" The woman in red didn't understand this.

"Yes, she talks to the dragon, and the dragon listens to her." Ying Wuwei shrugged his shoulders and said.

Isn't it Mengran? They decided that there was a Mongolian family behind this.

The Meng family has been dealing with ancient spirit beasts for generations.

The matchmaker thought for a moment, and said twice: "Do you guess I believe it?" ”

Ying Wuwei's laughter was even louder: "What can you do if you don't believe? Don't forget how she appeared on the Panlong River, the spirit turtle turned into a bridge, how old is the matchmaker? Have you seen anything like this? ”

The matchmaker didn't believe that he was telling the truth, but right now, he was so sure.

Could it be that Miss Xie still has any secrets?

"Your brother is betrothed to her, don't you know that she has something else?" The matchmaker looked at him, speculating how much he knew, how much he hid, and how much he made up.

“…… Alas, matchmaker, you are not a human being, so naturally you don't know about human affairs. Ying Wuwei smiled bitterly, "I am the concubine of the Ying family who is not on the genealogy, if I want to make some money, I have to hide my head and shrink my tail to guard against the family, Miss Xie is above the top of the clouds, when I was in the capital, I was not worthy of standing on the same roof with her, where can I know something else?" ”

That voice is not a person, listening to the ears of the matchmaker, how can it sound like scolding, but the problem is ...... She is indeed not human.

She sneered sadly, threw the silver into his arms, and warned: "If Fourth Young Master Ying really doesn't want the Ying family to know what you did, it's better to be obedient in the future." ”

Ying Wuwei put away the silver, raised his eyebrows and smiled when he heard this:

"Look at what the matchmaker said, isn't Ying not obedient enough? If you want to be more obedient, you have to find it in Ruyi Building. ”

Ruyi Building, the largest distribution center in the capital, is indeed a very obedient person who can be found.

The matchmaker smiled: "Ying Fourth Young Master is like this, Qingyi Lou can also stay, do you want me to help you?" ”

Ying Wuwei had already bypassed her, continued to walk forward, and said:

"Hongniang Province, the turtle lying on the Panlong River chanting scriptures, I'm afraid it's better than your words. Ying only wants money, but don't force Ying to die. ”

The matchmaker looked at his back, snorted coldly, turned into a cloud of red smoke again, and drifted into the depths of the forest.

……

On top of the tree deep in the forest, a crow stopped on the treetops, motionless and looking in the direction of the Panlong River, looking like a statue.

The red smoke that drifted by made him take on a human form, knelt down in front of the crow statue, knelt on the ground, and said respectfully:

"Ling-sama."

The crow statue suddenly turned into a puff of smoke, and then the head of the crow's beak stretched out from the black shadow, looking very weird, and asked in a hoarse voice, "How?" ”

The matchmaker said: "He said that it was Miss Xie who persuaded Jiaolong and had nothing to do with the Meng family." ”

The crow's beak twisted his eyebrows, as if he was thinking, but did not speak.

The matchmaker glanced up at him, lowered her head and said, "Master, according to your subordinates, the surname Ying can't be trusted." ”

"Why?"

“…… Gut feeling. The matchmaker said, "Miss Xie is obviously an ordinary person without spiritual bones, how can she do it?" ”

"How do you explain the matter of that cang?"

"Didn't Qinghong-kun appear? Maybe she is hiding near Miss Xie and secretly protecting her? ”

Crow's mouth thinks that Red Shadow's words are also a possibility.

He pondered for a moment before saying, "Heng and Zhu have returned to the capital, and they can always find out the secret of this Miss Xie, and now another matter is more important." ”

“…… The woman...... Can it really be? Red Shadow asked cautiously.

Crow's mouth glanced at her, "You're talking too much." ”

"Yes." Red Shadow shuddered and fell to the ground.

The crow's mouth turned into a real crow: "Miss Xie's affairs are with me, you go to the capital, don't let the main family down." ”

"Yes."