The guests of Qingfeng Zhai are indulging in some sultry spring dreams at the moment, and the distance between the elegant seats is far away; In addition, Ling Shang's position is uniquely hidden, and he himself is a capitalized "low-key" ......

Presumably, among the hundreds of guests in this Qingfeng Zhai, they knew that this guy was the shopkeeper, so they were all there to visit each other.

At this time, the shopkeeper was splashed with hot tea by the guest and injured his shoulders and back, but everyone was not alarmed at all, still drinking the light tea heartily, wandering in the fragrant fantasy woven by the commenting artists.

The surrounding Miss Qingfeng seemed to sense the murderous aura on the boss, and instead of stepping forward to clean up the mess, she slipped away quietly.

Ye Mushen was isolated and helpless, and couldn't help laughing at himself: after cultivating the Buddhist mind method for so many years, he actually broke the gong so easily.

It's rare to break the gong, so let's break it thoroughly.

He didn't stop doing anything, and stepped forward to grab Ling Shang's wrist.

"Ling Shang, the master has already given you face...... I also have a bottom line! He dragged Ling Shang and was about to walk out, "I don't know what's wrong with you, I think I'm polite to you, you don't ......know what to do like this."

Ye Mushen said while secretly frightened. A few days ago, he rubbed Ling Shang's shoulder, and at that time, he felt that this guy's bones were different from ordinary people.

At this moment, Ling Shang's wrist, which he clasped in the palm of his hand, was slender but very powerful; And the place where he was held seemed to have ice barbs, which made Ye Mu Shen unable to exert his strength.

"Let go." Ling Shang was dragged by Ye Mu Shen and walked a few steps, his face was gloomy, and he interrupted Ye Mu Shen's complaint in a deep voice.

The night Mushen ghost made the god stop his tracks.

He looked at Ling Shang's eyes without a trace of emotion, and remembered faintly that the coldest place he had ever been to was the top of the Tianshan Mountains in the extremely cold place north of Saibei.

But at this moment, the cold air in Ling Shang's eyes made him feel that the top of the mountain that day was nothing more than that.

Ye Mushen suddenly remembered the old man thirteen years ago. He softened his tone, "Ling Shang, I really have something serious to ask you, don't you ...... Don't chase me away. ”

"Let it go." Ling Shang only stared at his wrist.

Ye Mu Shen let go suddenly, "Your clothes...... I'll send you a new set tomorrow? No, no, no, I'll send you ten sets...... Hey, why don't you drive me away and walk away by yourself! How wide is your heart...... Hey, Ling Shang, you wait for me! ”

Ling Shang left Qingfeng Zhai without looking back.

Ye Mushen withdrew his bloody hand and strode forward, "I said, Boss Ling, where are you going?" ”

Ling Shang stopped impatiently, "Don't follow." ”

"At night, in Luoyang City, there are a lot of wonders." Ye Mushen laughed, "Boss Ling is so peugeot, I'm not afraid that you will run into some disciples......"

"You're still worried about yourself." Ling Shang sneered, "Don't bother me. ”

"Are you alright?" Ye Mu saw Ling Shang pursed his lips forbearantly, and held his shoulder worriedly, "I knew in my heart just now, I won't smash you out of internal injuries, right?" ”

The corners of Ling Shang's mouth twitched, and he didn't bother to pay attention to him. He walked to the stable in the back hall of Qingfeng Zhai, untied a horse, and rode straight up.

"Hey, this is my horse!" Ye Mu Shen saw Ying Xiao leqiu kicking Ling Shangchao's hooves against him in the moonlight, and suspected that he was dazzled, "Ying Xiao never lets people ride on his back, you, what kind of ecstasy did you give it?!" ”

Ying Xiao licked his lips indifferently, hissed happily, and was about to walk out.

Stealing your beloved foal in front of your own face?! Ye Mushen thought to himself, since Ling Shang took the lead in doing such a non-limitless thing, it was no wonder that he was brazen.

Ye Mushen quickly grabbed the saddle, flipped on the horse's back lightly, and took Ling Cheng in his arms by the way.

"It's on my horse, but it's my man!" Ye Mushen sniffed the fragrance of tea on Ling Shang's body, and his breathing was chaotic, "Ling Shang, are you cold?" The back is soaking wet......"

"Go down." Ling Shang tugged at the reins and walked forward obediently.

"This is my horse, I haven't let you go down yet!" Tsundere Hall Master Ye Mu Shen didn't bother to care about whether Ling Shang was cold or not, "I'm not as slamming the door as you." Yingxiao rarely meets a master who is not annoying, where do you want to go? I'll give you a ride. ”

"Qin Tianjian Mansion." Ling Shang rarely cooperated with Ye Mushen's questioning, "He's there." ”

"He? Who is he? Ye Mushen asked, "Did I hurt the guy you lost that day?" ”

"The horse is mine, you go down."

Ye Mushen moved back, some distance from Ling Shang, "Hehe, don't worry, I won't do anything to Brother Jing's sweetheart." ”

He laughed again, "Do you want to meet the roar?" Join me Xiaoaotang, I'll get off the horse - Yingxiao, just when I give you a meeting gift. ”

If Ying Xiao can understand people's words, his mood at this moment will inevitably be broken.

"Ye Mu Shen ......" Ling Shang seemed to be unable to bear it, "Don't make trouble for yourself." ”

"Ouch, Boss Ling is caring about me?" Ye Mushen continued to exert his brazen skills, "Boss Ling doesn't have to mind. Thou hast gotten on my horse and hast become my man—thy business is my business. Haha, no trouble, no trouble at all. ”

Ling Shang didn't react, and Ye Mushen was not embarrassed, and continued, "If Boss Ling insists on refusing to join my Xiaoao Hall, then I will follow you tonight." ”

"Don't follow."

Ye Mushen was actually a little afraid that Ling Shang would drug him. But as the mercenary and arrogant hall master, Mrs. Zhou, the fat meat that reaches his mouth, can't let go of anything. Besides, he also wants to ask for an explanation about Ye Mujing.

He stretched out his bloodstained hand in front of Ling Shang, half coquettish and half soft, "Boss Ling, look at my hands, we are even today." It's okay to send you away for nothing, but I'm also on the way to Qin Tianjian, how about you give me a ride? ”

Taking advantage of Ling Shang's hesitation, Ye Mushen rubbed his shoulder with a dead face, "Hehe, I knew that Boss Ling was not a stingy ghost, so I decided so happily!" ”

Ling Shang really didn't rush to the night anymore.

Ye Mu Ginseng is complacent: If the owner of the hall does not sell cuteness, it is enough, and once he sells cuteness, even the iceberg has to melt. Hahaha!

Qin Tianjian's mansion was in a remote and desolate place in Luoyang, and Ye Mushen had never been there in person.

At this moment, the two of them are out of the city. The night breeze was blowing, and Ye Mushen looked up at the bright moon in the sky for a while, and looked at Ling Shang's back for a while.

Talking to Ling Shang is even more of a headache than playing the piano to a cow. Ye Mushen still couldn't understand how Ye Mujing fell in love with this freak.

When I finally came to Qin Tianjian's mansion, the surroundings were gloomy and bleak.

Ye Mushen looked around, and his intuition told him that it seemed that someone had been not far from them.

In front of the mansion, I didn't want to paste the official seal of Dali Temple.

"What's going on?" Ye Mushen looked at the seal and asked puzzledly, "Wasn't Tang Huaian poisoned?" Why should Dali Temple be managed? ”

Ling Shang glanced at Ye Mushen again with his mentally retarded eyes, "Being poisoned, of course there are people who poisoned him." ”

"Hehe, of course I know." Ye Mushen coughed dryly, "However, wouldn't it be okay to hand over the usual murder cases to the government for trial?" Dali Temple intervened, could it be that there was another hidden story in this case? ”

"It's not about me." Ling Shang replied lazily. He pondered for a moment about the seal of Dali Temple, walked around the mansion to the side door, turned over with his breath, and jumped on the wall lightly.

As soon as Ye Mushen wanted to speak out and let him wait for him, Ling Shang jumped down.

There was a dead silence all around. Ye Mushen couldn't even hear Ling Shang's footsteps.

What's inside the mansion? What is Ling Shang going to do? Is there anyone else in there?

The most annoying thing is still Ling Shang's sullen stick, throwing himself in such a ghost place without saying a word......

Ye Mushen stared at the tall banyan tree in front of him, and his sword eyebrows raised-

Hmph, is Ling Shang's light work amazing? He admires ginseng at night - and he can climb trees!