"Come to enjoy the mourning scene, last year was the old family." Xiang Lu thought about it and thought that he had been crowned King Ming at this time last year, but now he was suppressed and had nothing, and couldn't help but feel sentimental.

"Husband, what are you most investigating with Princess Taiping? Talk to me, and I'll let you kiss it. Wen Jun tempted Lu Dao.

"Madam, our old husband and wife, I don't know what point of your body."

"You dislike me, but I only have a few months of memory with you." Wen Jun said aggrievedly.

"I was wrong! I don't want you to take risks, you still have children, I don't want to lose. ”

"I know my husband loves me, but I'm just bored. Forget it, if you don't tell, you won't tell. With that, Wen Jun lay back on the bed.

"Okay, let me tell you, the princess is investigating a mysterious branch of the Money Sect in the Clearing Society."

"Money Teach, what is that? A lot of money to teach. Wen Jun wondered.

"No, it's a kind of magic that teaches people to become emotionally numb and worship money as long as they are cast by it."

"That's terrible, giving people money to do whatever they want? Is there really such a thing in the world? Wen Jun didn't believe it.

Xiang Lu didn't know the authenticity, so he smiled and kissed Wenjun.

In the city of Suzhou, there are many houses along a small river, typical of the water town buildings in the south of the Yangtze River.

A small boat floated from north to south, and on board stood a strange man with a flute in his hand, and a boatman behind him slowly propped the boat.

Suddenly, a few hooligans on the shore hooked the boat with ropes and said, "You strange man, dressed in black, masked, and holding a broken flute, see if we don't teach you a lesson today, get acquainted, hand over all the money on your body, and I will let you go!" ”

The strange man lifted the veil, his red lips opened slightly, and said, "What if I don't give it?" ”

The hooligans suddenly became excited and said, "Yo! It's a beautiful lady, it's okay if you don't give it, accompany us to live happily, we will give you money! ”

The woman pursed her lips and smiled, and jumped ashore at once, her eyes staring at several people, and the fragrance on her body was scattered around.

"Look! Is this money beautiful? The woman tossed the money upwards. A few hooligans looked up and were killed in an instant.

The woman picked up the money, put on her mask again, got into the boat, and headed south in the direction of the current.

"Sect Master, why didn't those people just now accept them as sect members?"

"They are so disgusting, our sect members should be ordinary and kind people, in order to show the purity of my sect!"

The boat slowly carried the sect leader to a river bank, and the sect leader slowly walked up.

Hundreds of ordinary people were waiting on the shore, kneeling and shouting: "Money money, the sect leader gives money!" ”

The sect leader smiled, sprinkled a handful of copper coins on the ground, and watched the people pick them up, laughing with a smile in their eyes.

In Jiangdu City, Wenjun and Shuang'er dressed up as two men and followed Princess Taiping.

"Sister! You—" Frost said.

"What sister, it's a younger brother." Wen Jun said.

"Okay, brother, you have to pay attention to your body, you can't run around, your belly is slightly bulging, go back quickly!" Frost persuaded.

"Princess, it seems that she is seeing someone, she has entered the restaurant, and we will follow." With that, Wen Jun pulled Shuang'er and followed her into the restaurant.

Wen Jun sat behind the screen, ordered a few dishes, and eavesdropped on the conversation between Princess Taiping and the other party.

"Princess, I found out what you want me to check, the Money Sect has developed to Suzhou, and their sect leader is also in Suzhou, but I still can't find out the specific location."

"Thank you for your hard work, I'll go back first after eating."

"Send the princess!"

When Wen Jun heard this, she thought: Suzhou, see if I am not the first to catch the money sect master.

The ghost blows the lamp