Ye Mushen returned to the place where Ling Shang tied his horses.

Ling Shang was already waiting for him.

When I saw him, I didn't ask much; The eyes of the two met, and Ye Mushen immediately bowed his head lightly and turned over on the horse.

The road back seemed to be longer and more rugged than it had been.

Ye Mushen occasionally looked back at Ling Shang, only to feel that something was wrong with him.

In the starless and moonless night, Ling Shang rode on a horse, looking careless; His face was as pale as ever, his facial features were still deep, and even the aura around him was cold and silent.

Back in the quiet tea garden, Tianqiu was sitting on the stone steps waiting for the master with the snow fox in his arms, looking at the old locust tree in front of the court with a sad face.

As if Ling Shang hadn't seen him at all, he entered the door by himself.

Heavenly Feud sensed the weakening of his aura the moment he passed, and shook his head with a sigh.

Ye Mu participated in Ying Xiao and said a few thoughtful words, and sat down next to Tianqiu.

Tianqiu touched the slumping snow fox, and didn't seem to want to deal with him.

Ye Mushen stretched out his hand and hooked the pointed ears of the snow fox, "It seems that there is nothing wrong with being sick, this little fox is still docile and cute." ”

"Ah Wai hasn't eaten all day, someone must be doing something wrong."

The corners of Ye Mushen's mouth twitched, "Although I don't know medical skills, I have an intuition - your friend has become like this, it must have something to do with your teacher who disappeared for no reason." ”

Tian Qiu nodded slightly, "I think so too." ”

"If we can find Xiaoyun, maybe the little fox will get better."

"Not necessarily. Ah Wai must have been protecting his master yesterday, so he was injured like this. If you find the master and the murderer, most of them will be useless. ”

Ye Mushen was secretly frightened, and he couldn't imagine that this little monk was thoughtful.

He rolled his eyes and said, "The person who can hurt your friend must not be an ordinary person, and his whereabouts must be very secretive...... If you start with your master, follow the vine and touch the melon, and turn that person's nest upside down, wouldn't it be more reliable than you sitting like this and hurting the spring and sorrow? ”

Tianqiu pouted, glaring at him with wet eyes, "I'm not sad about the spring and autumn." ”

Ye Mu couldn't see a woman crying, let alone a child crying, and suddenly got goosebumps.

"Ouch, feed my little ancestor, I'll give you a trick, but I didn't bully you, you, don't look at me with such eyes......"

"Your idea is just a theory. Shiniang, she doesn't have a shadow, how can she follow the vine? ”

Ye Mushen smiled slyly, "Guess who I saw at night?" ”

……

The nature of the smiling and proud hall master who loves to fool people into working for himself really can't be changed overnight.

After a few words, Tianqiu confessed him as a savior.

After a few more words, the little monk went to the Donglai Pavilion with a look of great ambition, and wanted to take the master back from captivity.

Ye Mushen breathed a sigh of relief and walked to Ling Shang's house with a slow step.

I was about to push the door, but I heard a slightly cramped voice inside, "Don't come in." ”

Ye Mushen breathed a little, and the burning sensation under his abdomen not long ago swept over again.

The pain was even more intense than before, and it spread to the limbs like a cone.

Even at this moment, he still didn't forget to slander dissatisfiedly: he didn't say a word like a stuffy gourd all the way, and now he had to turn him away, how could this guy be so stubborn? If he really doesn't sleep with him, he doesn't know how to write the word obedience, right?