The breeze blew a few strands of Mu Qianmei's hair, she looked at the tombstone, picked up the Moon Shadow Sword, groaned slightly, and carved a few lines of small words on the tombstone firmly and quickly

"Seventeen years of hatred, sleeping alone in the empty mountains; The eyes of thought are full of tears, and the yin and yang are separated.

Unfilial daughter Mu Qianmei

Yugu 376 years of Qingming"

The font Juan Xiu has a bit of the momentum of the dragon flying and the phoenix dancing, concise and to the point, but sincere and sad, Feng Tianyu can't help but cry when he sees it.

"It's getting late, let's go back!"

Seeing that the time had passed, Feng Tianyu said softly.

"I want to build my mother's grave again."

Mu Qianmei said, stood up, went around, moved a large number of well-rested stones, and together with Feng Tianyu, they circled the tomb around, and piled some soil clods on the grave, which looked clean and neat.

After doing this, Mu Qianmei reluctantly picked up the bamboo basket and left with Hefeng Tianyu turning back three times.

As evening approached, the already gloomy sky became even darker.

The day seemed to pass quickly, and in the blink of an eye, the day passed.

The day seemed to pass very slowly, and the whole day made people feel extremely depressed.

Mu Qianmei's mood seemed very low, and when she returned to the training base of Lone Star Hall, it was completely dark.

She hurried to Ziyue's ward, only to see that today's Ziyue felt much better, and she was already able to half-sit on the hospital bed.

Seeing that Ziyue was about to sit up and salute again, Mu Qianmei immediately stepped forward to stop her, and then took her hand and said:

"Ziyue's complexion is good today, how is her recovery? Did you eat today? ”

"Thank you, Miss, I feel better today, and I've eaten, Miss hasn't eaten yet, right? I'll ask them to heat it up for you. ”

Ziyue replied respectfully.

"I've already eaten, I came here to chat with you, I saw that your complexion was not very good yesterday, so I didn't talk to you more, today your complexion is much better, let's talk for a while!"

Mu Qianmei said, and sat down in front of Ziyue's bed.

Ziyue stood up the pillow and adjusted her body, almost sitting, before she said cautiously:

"Miss can ask if you want to know, I must know everything."

"Huh...... Don't be so nervous, I'm just chatting with you casually, don't be too inhibited, just like my own good sisters. By the way, how did you know yesterday that I was going to be assassinated? ”

Mu Qianmei smiled and asked suspiciously.

"We know that since Miss arrived at Lingyin Academy, she has been secretly protecting your safety. Although I knew that Miss basically didn't need any protection, I still thought it would be better just in case, but I didn't expect to encounter it. If we had known that this was the case, we would have brought some more people to protect them in secret. ”

Ziyue replied with some regret.

"You've done a great job, and I'm disturbed that I've lost a few good sisters this time. Speaking of which, they all died for me, and you must take out some more consolation money from the gang's funds and give their families some meager compensation. ”

Mu Qianmei said a little sadly.

"Okay, thank you for your care. From the day we entered the gang, everyone was ready to contribute to the gang at any time, and they had no regrets that they could die to save Miss. ”

Ziyue also said with a little sadness, thinking of yesterday's battle, she herself was also desperately ready to protect Miss

Prepare, fortunately, the young lady saved her again.

It turns out that sometimes, facing death is not such a scary thing.

At that time yesterday, she had no fear, only worry, fear that Miss would be hurt.

"Hey, I'll try to avoid such things in the future, this time I was too careless and negligent in terms of prevention. By the way, how many sisters do we have in Qianchulou now? ”

Mu Qianmei changed the topic and asked.

"We have a total of twelve branches in Qianchulou, and there are more than 3,000 people in total, but there are only 360 core personnel, and the rest are peripheral members, but they are all selected through layers of commanders."

Ziyue replied truthfully.

"In just a few years, to have such a scale, Ziyue, you have also paid a lot! I think your martial arts are pretty good, who taught you them? ”

Yun Mengdie asked casually.

Ziyue blushed slightly, and replied shyly:

"At first, it was the Wind Gang Bishop who taught me the basic skills, and then it was Mo Huan Motang who taught me my swordsmanship."

Looking at that expression, how can there be the slightest appearance of being a landlord, it looks like a little woman.

It seems to be a bit thoughtful.

Mu Qianmei couldn't help but secretly feel funny, imagining Mo Huan's cold appearance all the time, how did he teach this beautiful female student?

"What do you think of Mo Huan's swordsmanship?"

Mu Qianmei asked quietly.

"Before I met the princess, I thought his swordsmanship was unparalleled in the world. However, after watching the princess's swordsmanship yesterday, I think he will at least be ranked second. ”

Ziyue replied.

"There is a sky outside the sky, there are people outside the people, I am not the first, and he is not the second. Hehe...... A real master, I don't even have a chance to make a move with a swordsmanship like mine. ”

Mu Qianmei thought of Ye Suifeng's swordsmanship and said honestly.

"Is there such a powerful martial arts in the world? It seems that I have too little knowledge. ”

Ziyue said with some shame.

"The world is so big, there are no wonders, and the world we can see is very small. How long did Ziyue and Mo Huan learn swordsmanship? How do you feel like he's a teacher? ”

Mu Qianmei asked with a faint smile.

"As a teacher, he is very serious and very strict, he never knows how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade, he keeps a straight face all day long, cold, as if someone owes him money, except for teaching martial arts and swordsmanship, he doesn't say anything else, it's too boring."

Ziyue replied subconsciously, and only after saying that she felt that something was wrong, and she suddenly blushed again.

However, thinking of Mo Huan's face that had been cold all day long, she was both angry and pitiful, why did his heart become so cold?

Thinking of his strictness, in fact, it was also for his own good, if it weren't for his strict training at that time, maybe he would not have been spared yesterday.

When I think of this, I can't help but feel a little grateful.

Mu Qianmei listened to Ziyue's words, and took in her expression, where she didn't know her little thoughts, and couldn't help but think of adult beauty.

If a woman like Ziyue took care of him by Mo Huan's side, it would be a fulfilling life.

However, some things can't be forced, and it depends on whether the two can have feelings as the premise.

Because she was unsure, Mu Qianmei didn't break it, but changed the topic again and asked:

"Now the sisters of Qianchulou, what is the main source of their livelihood

？ ”

Ziyue thought for a moment before replying:

"For the core members, part of our funds are provided by beggars, and some of them are earned by ourselves. However, the people who are transferred to the core members are basically selling their arts but not their bodies, and their incomes are uneven. Only the members of the periphery will still pick up customers and accompany the drink, and after finding out the news, we will give them a certain amount of reward, but never let them know that we belong to the beggar gang. ”

"So, so far, not many people know that we belong to the beggar gang, and basically only a small number of people within us know."

After listening to this, Mu Qianmei felt that there should be room for expansion, and after thinking for a while, she said:

"Regarding the income of the core members, I think in addition to singing, dancing, we also have some good ways, such as weddings, birthdays and other happy events of large families, we all hope to be lively, you can undertake it to meet the needs of others."

"Moreover, in addition to the singing and dancing performances, we should also have a more professional host, just like the evening party held in our college, everything is in accordance with the pre-arranged procedures, and actively mobilize the atmosphere of the scene, it will definitely be very popular."

"After your injury is healed, it will be up to you to do it, first do professional training, and then run a few trials for a few large families for free, and then slowly start charging, it will definitely be very business."

After listening to Mu Qianmei's words, Ziyue seemed to understand a little, she didn't know how to do it herself, how to train people?

Seeing Ziyue's somewhat confused expression, Mu Qianmei had no choice but to take out her pen and ink according to the experience of her previous life, and while explaining to her, she also wrote down the process and requirements one by one, which almost became a small textbook again.

The matters that a professional moderator should learn and pay attention to are basically written above.

Mu Qianmei also made a suggestion on a whim, but she didn't expect to forget the time, until she saw Ziyue lying down and accidentally yawned, she suddenly woke up, this is still an injured person!

So he said apologetically:

"Ziyue, I'm sorry, I was just talking, and I accidentally forgot the time, so that you, the wounded, still have to accompany me until now. This matter is not in a hurry, wait for your injury to heal, and then slowly ponder, the basic content is what I talked about, some details of things, just rely on the scene to play. I believe that with your understanding and ability, you will soon develop this industry. ”

"Alright, you can rest well!"

Ziyue also had a very embarrassed look, she had been persevering, and finally had the opportunity to listen to Miss's teachings in person, she felt very lucky and excited.

However, the body was really out of his control, and the yawn that he had endured for a long time finally came out.

"Miss, I feel very happy and lucky tonight."

Ziyue said sincerely.

"Sleep, I'll come back to see you tomorrow."

Mu Qianmei smiled and said softly, then walked out of the room and left gently.

Ziyue, who was alone, couldn't sleep for a long time while lying in bed.

The sleepiness just now was swept away, and I couldn't help but regret it secretly, why couldn't I hold back that yawn?

Miss's idea is so whimsical, but so tempting, imagining such a scene, it is really a nervous and exciting thing!

Only a genius like Miss would have these strange ideas, and they are the first to speak.

Since I couldn't sleep, I took out the notes that Miss had just written, and looked at them carefully.

It wasn't until sleepiness hit her again that she fell asleep unconsciously.