The morning light is faint, the clouds are thin and the wind is cool.

Ye Mushen is used to getting up early, going to the courtyard to play Tai Chi for a while, and the movements are smooth, elegant and energetic.

Lu Qian opened the door and yawned at the rising sun, with a thick layer of white mud around his eyes.

After practicing a set of Tai Chi, Ye Mu closed his eyes and concentrated, and breathed and nourished.

Lu Qian's gaze moved from his angular face to his heaving chest, and he swallowed: "Boss, it's early." ”

Ye Mushen opened his eyes and was startled: "Are you a ghost or a salted egg superman?!" ”

Lu Qian consciously took off the clay glue around his eyes, and blinked proudly and exaggeratedly: "This is my newly invented eye mask - applying it every night when I go to bed can not only reduce eye swelling and remove eye bags; Insisting on applying it can also smooth out eye lines and give you a pair of bright eyes! ”

The corners of Ye Mushen's mouth twitched: "No wonder the recent performance has not been very good - your sales method is too unprofessional." ”

"Uh...... Isn't it good? Lu Qian was a little depressed.

"You have to make the ladies of great families have illusions about the efficacy of these things. Fantasy, unrealistic, dreamlike, you know? ”

"Fantasy?" Lu Qian looked demented.

"That's right. What you just said is straightforward, uncreative, and full of hard injuries. ”

"Bruises?" Lu Qian was full of fear.

Ye Mushen hated that iron could not become steel: "You are very smart when you tinker with bottles and cans, why don't you have any understanding at this time?" ”

He followed the temptation step by step: "You see, when selling, the most taboo is as straightforward as you just now. The ladies and wives of rich and noble families, the most disgusting thing is you stinky salesman who sells himself and boasts. ”

"Then I don't boast about myself, do I want to hack myself?" Lu Qian is quietly aggrieved.

Ye Mushen solemnly patted him on the shoulder: "Don't be depressed. I'll give you an example, you can take your time to understand it. ”

Lu Qian looked at Ye Mushen thirstily: "Okay, good." ”

Ye Mushen turned his head to think for a moment, and then he had an inspiration.

He smiled evilly, put the mud mask on Lu Qian's hand in the palm of his hand, and spread it out in front of him elegantly.

He threw an affectionate wink at Lu Qian again: "The spring breeze is ten miles, it is better for you to take a glimpse." ”

Two lines of bright red flowed from Lu Qian's nostrils; His eyes flashed with stars: "Boss, your face is matched with this look and this tone, killing people invisibly, it's too yin!" ”

Ye Mu Shen stiffened his face, "That's what you want." With a bit of romance, it will smeher the women and they will not be able to find the north - and then they will be slaughtered by you. Learned? ”

The tsundere hall master's flattering eyes were full of lethality, and Lu Qian couldn't slow down for a while.

More than half a year has passed, and Lu Qian is still not immune to the beauty of Ye Mu ginseng. It's too inferior. Ye Mu ginseng can't help but be interested.

The morning breeze was blowing, and he remembered the man in Xuanyi he had met the night before.

The voice of the dog and horse did not move in front of him, and the concentration was so strong that even Mu Shen sighed to himself at night.

As for the trick to confuse the guests, the owner of Qingfeng Zhai must be able to understand it at all.

If it can be collected for its own use, then Xiaoaotang will definitely be able to dominate Luoyang and be proud of the Quartet.

Ye Mushen had a lot of questions in his abdomen, just because that person was cold and arrogant, and he didn't look like a doctor who helped the world and saved people.

What is his relationship with Lin Nuofeng? How did you persuade Lin Nuofeng and Tang Huai'an to turn their rivalry into jade silk?

What kind of evil did Tang Huai'an fall into, so that his temperament suddenly changed drastically, and he wanted to put Ye Mujing to death?

Why did Ye Mujing go to Tang Huai'an?

……

Ye Mushen thought all the way, but the more he thought about it, the more chaotic he became.

For three years, he lived almost always in self-imposed exile, returning to Luoyang only once every few months; Now the city is strange.

Unconsciously, Ye Mushen had arrived in front of Ciyun Temple.

The temple is far away from the city and is very empty in the morning. Ye Mu ginseng incense, bypassing the meditation monks who chanted scriptures and knocked on wooden fish, came to the statue of Deva Bodhisattva.

He stuffed two ingots of silver into the merit box under the statue and drew a lot from the round box on the box.

The monk who unsigned the sign was kind and kind-eyed, but he was a little stunned when he saw Ye Mushen: "Donor, this time it's still ......."

"It's still the same old question." Ye Mushen casually handed over the bamboo stick, "The person I want to find, is he still alive?" ”

The monk was silent, his eyes as clear as water.

"I don't believe it." Ye Mushen gritted his teeth.

The monk bowed his head and recited Amitabha Buddha lightly. Ye Mushen is such a stubborn seeker, in his eyes he is extremely stupid, and there is no help.

Buddha is compassionate. The monk not only felt sorry for the stubbornness of Ye Mushen, but also sympathized with his persistence.

There was a bitter taste in the throat. His feet were as heavy as lead, and he simply sat and listened to the monks chanting the scriptures, and did not get up and leave until he was calm.

Leaving Tsz Wan Temple, it was almost noon. Ye Mushen found an authentic winery nearby with his memory, bought a good altar of Du Kang, and prepared to go to Ye Mujing for a drink.

He walked for a while, and remembered that his palace card was still there in Lu Qian. If you don't have a palace card, you can't enter the palace.

The mellow aroma of wine penetrates into the nostrils of the night ginseng. He raised the corners of his mouth and turned to walk in the other direction.

Before Qingfeng Zhai, Ye Mushen was stopped.

Ye Mushen didn't expect that Qingfeng Zhai, which was so lustful and glamorous, was actually a vegan Zhai and couldn't bring wine.

He took out a few ingots of silver, and the two slim girls guarding the door just wouldn't let him in.

Ye Mushen was forced to be in a hurry, and he was almost ready to sacrifice his hue and use his unstoppable beautiful male tricks.

But after all, he is a tsundere hall master who is used to careful calculations. His beauty, no matter what, he has to exchange the beauty of the shopkeeper's rank, otherwise it will be too much of a loss.

It's not a cost-effective deal, and the night ginseng is refused.

You can't drink wine, you can't sacrifice your beauty, so you can only go home. Thinking of Lu Qian's nerd, Ye Mushen had another headache.

At this moment, the corner of Ye Mushen's eyes swept to a low-key but unforgettable figure on the street.

He looked at it, and his pupils constricted—it was the shopkeeper himself.

The fair-skinned and beautiful shopkeeper is still in the appearance of a Toei ninja. He was in a hurry, as if he was chasing something.

Ye Mushen looked in the direction of the shopkeeper's line of sight. In the bustling crowd, there was no unusual movement.

He stepped forward in three steps and two steps and stopped the shopkeeper in his way: "Handsome guy, long time no see!" ”

The shopkeeper was stunned for a moment, but his gaze never shifted from the direction. He seemed to recognize Ye Mushen's voice, and took a step to the side with an expressionless face, intending to continue walking.

Ye Mushen followed and stepped to block him: "Handsome guy, do your future boss a favor." ”

The shopkeeper gave him a cold glance, turned impatiently and walked back. He has long legs and a light pace, and in the blink of an eye, he is a few feet away from Ye Mu Shen.

"Hey, you're really ......" Ye Mushen reluctantly ran two steps to catch up, and a few drops of wine spilled on his sleeve, "I'm patronizing your business, how can there be a boss like you?" ”

The shopkeeper ignored his interest as usual, and turned around again, wanting to go back.

Ye Mushen figured out his routine, and took his shoulder the moment the shopkeeper turned around. The shopkeeper was petrified on the spot, and his face turned black.

Ye Mushen grinned: "Handsome guy, your arrogant personality of this stuffy gourd is very similar to a teenager I met in Xixia five years ago." If it weren't for the fact that you look so far apart, I'd have thought you were him. ”

The shopkeeper shook his shoulders, shook off Ye Mu Shen's hand, took out a white handkerchief and waved the rotator sleeve that was touched by Ye Mu Shen.

He folded the veil slowly and methodically and held it in his hand, his movements graceful and pleasing to the eye. Ye Mushen secretly admired the slenderness and delicacy of his fingers.

The shopkeeper glanced at the crowd again, and there was a flash of cruelty in his eyes.

Ye Mushen asked: "Handsome guy, are you following someone?" ”

The owner was noncommittal.

Ye Mushen asked again: "Lost?" ”

The shopkeeper tilted his head and pursed his thin lips.

Ye Mushen patted the wine jar in his hand: "It's all my fault if I lose it." As compensation, I'll give you a drink! ”