Ye Mujing couldn't stay overnight, put on a fox fur, and then went to a clay figure house behind the City God Temple.

At this time, it was already dark, and there were no customers in the museum, so it was very deserted.

On all sides of the museum, there are small clay figurines full of fun arranged in a staggered manner.

There are ghosts, gods and demons who talk about demons, heroes and heroes of Xuanhuang legends, and sexual creatures of the sexagenary branches.

Ye Mujing was secretly surprised: it was the first time he had seen such a chic shop.

The shopkeeper is naturally an old acquaintance of Ye Mushen.

Seeing Ye Mu Shen, he immediately put down the colored clay in his hand, rubbed his hands, and greeted him with a kind smile, "Night Hall Master, how are you doing lately?" ”

The two exchanged a few words, and Ye Mushen led Ye Mujing to the shopkeeper, "Shopkeeper Tong, can you pinch two clay figures for me and Brother Jing?" ”

The shopkeeper looked at the haggard man who looked like jade, and when he contacted Ye Mushen, he immediately understood that this was the eldest prince who took the initiative to abolish the crown prince not long ago.

"Your Highness Jing, it's rude." The shopkeeper's back was shaken.

"Hey...... Don't be polite...... I'm no longer Your Highness. Ye Mujing smiled awkwardly.

The shopkeeper didn't say much, so he offered a pot of tea and a game of Go for the two to relieve their boredom while waiting.

The two brothers had a few children, and they all watched the shopkeeper's craftsmanship.

Within two quarters of an hour, the two lifelike clay figurines were pinched.

Ye Mujing took over two clay figurines that were slightly larger than his palms, one in each hand, and his eyes were as wide as copper bells.

"It's like it's alive!" Ye Mujing praised softly.

Ye Mushen thanked him, left a piece of silver, and pulled Ye Mujing to leave.

The shopkeeper hurriedly stuffed the silver back into Ye Mu Shen's hand, "A few copper plates, if the night hall master doesn't break the money, he will give it on credit first, I can trust the night hall master." ”

Ye Mushen pushed the shopkeeper's hand back with the silver, "I've taken credit a few times, and if I give credit again, it'll be the end of the year." ”

The shopkeeper also understood Ye Mushen's temper, thanked him several times, and finally accepted it.

The smoke is twilight, the jackdaws are counting, and the lights are dusk.

In the alley behind the City God Temple, the vendors gradually closed their stalls and dispersed, which was quite desolate for a while.

Ye Mujing couldn't put down the two clay figures, and he only stared at them along the way, and he couldn't even take care of the road under his feet.

Ye Mushen looked all the way, as if looking for something.

When I turned around and saw Ye Mujing's innocent appearance, my eyes couldn't help but reddened slightly.

This brother, who is a few years older than himself, has spent so many years in the palace in a proper manner, what kind of grand and valuable gifts have been confiscated?

But this clay figurine that amuses a child can teach him to be so happy.

It's all because he was born with the surname Night.

The long alley grew empty and silent, and the two finally stopped at the end.

What Ye Mushen is looking for is this guy with a generous figure and a generous appearance.

The young man has a kind face, which is very suitable for the description of "wide heart and fat body".

He was tidying up his stalls and looked like he was ready to go back to rest.

Seeing Ye Mushen, the young man smiled with crooked eyebrows, "Brother Ye, I haven't seen you for a long time." ”

Ye Mu participated in his laughter, and took out a handful of broken silver from his waist, "Old look, bring me a small bag of wine candy." ”

The guy waved his hand, "This is all the sugar left over from today, a copper plate, just let me send a favor." ”

"No matter how straight you speak, beware that no one asks for your sugar." ”

"Hehe, isn't there still an old drunkard like you? Anyway, I still have a few osmanthus candy left, do you want to try it, big brother? ”

"You're here again," Ye Mushen picked out the smallest piece of silver and put it on the wooden table, "I'm only interested in one kind of sugar, and you don't know it." ”