In Shangshu Mansion, most of the people were replaced overnight. Anything that is a little suspicious has been cleaned up pretty much as well. Zhao Wuwu has always been decisive and resolute, and he has never been merciful.

Mu Baili, who received the news, was still warm like spring in his eyes, and only said, "This is Zhao Wuwu." ”

The son taught by Zhao Song!

If you are not ruthless, you are not Zhao Wuwu.

"Are you ready?" Mu Baili asked.

Lu Guoan bowed, "Shen Qianhu has already started to deal with it, and he can be very attentive to the master." ”

Shen Yan was cautious, Mu Baili was naturally trustworthy.

The things are ready, Mu Baili wants to see what tricks this Zhao Wuwu wants to play! Prayer beads? Prayer beads! What is the mystery hidden in a simple string of Buddhist beads?

Who is the brother in Zhao Wuwu's mouth? Mu Baili boasts that his eyeliner is all over the world, and the information is the most sensitive, but he doesn't know anything about the weirdness on Zhao Wuwu's body, isn't it strange? Or, it's time for the East Factory to be put in order!

There are no traitors left in Shangshufu, and no waste is left in Dongchang.

The next day, Zhao Wuwu really went to the East Factory.

This is her second visit to Dongchang, but the purpose is completely different, this time she is here for herself. The formation of the East Factory was the same as before, Zhao Wuwu went alone, and Yun Zheng and Xi Mo were waiting outside.

Walking up the stairs, Zhao Wuwu looked at the bluestone steps handed over layer by layer, and his beautiful eyes narrowed slightly.

When she entered the door, it was Lu Guoan who led her to the treasure warehouse, saying that Mu Baili was waiting in the warehouse.

When Zhao Wuwu entered, the library door behind him immediately closed.

Candles should not be dyed in the storeroom, and there are some things that should not be fired. But Zhao Wuwu didn't expect that a night pearl was supported by a white jade pillar in the dead corner of the warehouse. The darker it is, the more radiant the night pearl becomes, illuminating the warehouse as if it were day.

Mu Baili stood under the Night Pearl, and it was he who lifted the curtain covering the Night Pearl, so that the light could illuminate everything. In the shimmer, he was the most dazzling one. In the light, he is also the most dazzling. A purple robe burned her eyes in the light. He smiled at her, his warm eyes glowing with mesmerizing tenderness.

But she knew very well that he was not a Buddha and would not benefit all sentient beings. He is a demon, and he will only bewitch the public.

He came from the radiant light, stood in front of her, and looked at her with a smile, "Everything you want is here, you might as well tell this seat which string you want, this seat likes the beauty of Lord Chengzhao." ”

Zhao Wuwu withdrew his gaze, unwilling to look at his warm eyes again. This eunuch is poisonous, especially these eyes, which are highly poisonous.

The most painful is a gentle knife, and the most poisonous is a fallen eye.

Fortunately, she is not an ordinary woman, she is Zhao Wuwu.

On the delicate desk, there are neat rows of brocade boxes, and strings of delicate and luxurious Buddhist beads are placed inside. The slender fingertips like jade gently picked open the lids of the brocade boxes. The light in her eyes is always like a pool of stagnant water, calm and waveless, and she can't see the slightest emotion.

Unfortunately, until the last box was opened, there was no wave on her face. None of this is what she wants.

"Lord Zhao, you don't seem to be satisfied." Mu Baili can see that none of these things seem to be the material she wants. Although he had already asked Shen Yan to sort out the Buddha beads that were closest to her drawings, almost to the extreme.

But at the moment, it seems that the material is obviously wrong.

You can see the pattern in that drawing, but you can't see the material. What kind of material did she want?

But Zhao Wuwu's mind is so easy to guess.

With a smile on the corner of his lips, Zhao Wuwu picked up a string of Bodhi beads, "I don't know if the overseer can cut love?" ”

"You want this skewer?" Mu Baili smiled shallowly.

The four eyes are facing each other, each separated by a thousand layers of mist.