Chapter 11: Ghost City

Feng Jinglan turned over and folded the fan to block and attack, fighting with the man in black.

"You're not going to help?" Su Muyu's wine had already sobered up for seven minutes at this time.

"The money I collected is only enough to protect you!" Leng Yi crossed his arms and looked like he didn't care about himself.

"Hey! He's the crown prince, if there's a three-long and two-short here, we'll all have to finish playing! ”

"Don't worry, it's still okay to take you away with my ability!" Leng Yi said with pride on his face.

Su Muyu stretched out three fingers in front of Leng Yi and shook them.

"Deal!"

Before Su Muyu could react, a white shadow jumped away and joined the battle, and the man in black quickly fell behind. Retreat as he plays.

Everyone didn't know the situation outside, because the old bustard's heart-rending shout made everyone frightened: "Su Muyu! Are you a plague god? You don't make a little mess for a day, you can't get over it, right? You said you were a prostitute, and you were with a bodyguard......" Before she could finish speaking, Leng Yi's sword was pointed at her throat.

"Say it again, believe it or not, I'll let you taste my cold sword!"

"Don't! Other! Young man! Calm down! The old bustard was so startled that he didn't dare to move at all, not even his eyeballs.

"Remember that my name is Leng Yi, not calm!" As soon as Leng Yi's voice fell, the sword was sheathed.

Su Muyu knew what was going to happen next, so she immediately turned around and ran upstairs.

"Bring it!" Leng Yi leaned over to intercept Su Muyu's way.

"What kind of evil have I created! What to watch? Don't tidy it up yet! The bustard ordered his subordinates to hurry up and clean up, and the table was changed twice this night, can she not cry.

"Oops! Why are you back, the prince will be fine, right? Su Muyu diverted the topic.

"Nope! The guards are here and chasing them out! ”

"Give! That's all, I really don't have it anymore! Su Muyu was very reluctant to take out the money bag tucked in his waist.

"Thirty taels?"

"That's all, don't you? Never mind! Su Muyu grabbed it as soon as he got his hands on it, and it was this act of raising his arm that the salt bag hidden in his sleeve fell to the ground.

Leng Yi picked it up one step ahead of him: "Okay!" I didn't see it, you hid it quite deeply, and confiscated it! ”

"Hey! Don't move, you can't eat if it's dirty! ”

"Eat? What kind of mouth do you have? Eat this baby! Use it to pay off debts! Leng Yi said that he was about to pick Su Muyu's mouth, and after being bitten by Su Muyu, he immediately hung the salt bag on his waist.

"Do you have a way to exchange this for money?"

"This bag is not satisfied, it's good to use it to support face, it's not worth selling!"

"And what if there were many?"

"A lot?" Leng Yi had a dreaming expression.

"Alright! I had a showdown, I didn't pretend, actually...... Actually, I'm a salt fairy. Before Su Muyu could finish speaking, Leng Yi gave her a violent shudder and chased her to make trouble, "Salt fairy!" Salt Fairy! ”

"Let's go! Return to the palace. All this was really seen by Feng Jinglan downstairs, and there was an indescribable feeling in her heart, and she took the guards back to the palace.

"I call you the Salt Fairy, go! Wash your face for me, I'm annoyed to look at it! ”

"You don't believe it, you wait!" Su Muyu went into the kitchen and began to make fine salt.

When Su Muyu, who had a black and white face, came out with a salt jar in his hand, Leng Yi, who had always boasted of having seen the world, was not calm.

"Go wash your face, change your clothes by the way, and I'll take you somewhere."

Su Muyu washed her face, changed into men's clothes, and followed Leng Yi out of Baihualou.

Leng Yi pulled Su Muyu all the way to the outskirts of Pingcheng, crossed the river and passed through a dark place like a cave, and came to an open place, which was already in the middle of the moon at this time.

At this time, Su Muyu saw a very lively market, which was brightly lit.

"This is a ghost market, and it's all rare things that are rare outside, and there are things that are not allowed to be sold outside, or things that are stolen and inconvenient to sell." Leng Yi introduced as he went to an empty shop, took two masks, and handed one to Su Muyu.

"You know a lot!"

"After a long time, I naturally know more. Follow me! He seemed to be uneasy and took Su Muyu's hand to a two-story building, looked back at Su Muyu, and pulled her swaggering in.

They walked to the end of the second floor, and as they walked through the lobby, many people looked at them and seemed respectful.

Leng Yi walked into the room and put the bag of salt around his waist on the table.

Although the man was wearing a mask, Su Muyu felt that he seemed to be taken aback.

"Make a bid!"

"Good! Good! It was an old man's voice, "Hmm! It's salt! He turned the lamp on again, "Finest tribute salt!" He shook it with his hand, "The portion is a little small, eight hundred!" ”

Su Muyu was stupid. She didn't expect that her simple junior high school physics experiment could be sold at such a high price, she thought about it: "Feng Jingche, this bastard, how much he squeezed me, every time he came back, he gave me a hundred taels, and I saved a full three thousand taels." Before she knew it, she was speaking out.

"What?" Leng Yi didn't hear a word clearly.

"It's okay! Tomorrow I will go to his door and put up a banner, and I will tell him to oppress and squeeze me! Do you think it's a human thing? Su Muyu said hatefully, and almost rolled up her sleeves and pinched Feng Jingche's neck.

Leng Yi seemed to understand something, but he just thought that this woman was very interesting: "Or? Let's partner? You're in charge of making the salt, I'm in charge of selling! ”

Su Muyu's eyes lit up when she heard this. This is a million profits, coarse salt is so cheap, and after simple processing, it will cost a thousand taels of silver.

"Okay, okay!" Su Muyu nodded like pounding garlic.

"You don't have any money now, only your so-called salt-making technology, this money, and connections are all mine, and we have three or seven points!"

"Don't talk about three or seven, five or five will do!" But she rejoiced too soon.

"That's not good, you see I have to do so much, and I have to worry about it, of course I have to Sanqi!"

"How embarrassing that is!" Su Muyu has already seen the picture of himself swimming in the golden mountains and silver seas.

"You seem to be thinking too much, I'm seven and you're three!" Leng Yi had a playful expression.

"You are Zhou Papi, you are Huang Shiren! Is it a human thing? Su Muyu was crazy, she thought of how busy and hot she was in front of the pot, and she couldn't get angry.

"Whatever it is, it's decided!"

In Su Muyu's reluctance, Leng Yi carried the silver in one hand and dragged her away from the ghost with the other.

"Give me some money!" Su Muyu went to grab it.

Leng Yi held the package containing silver taels high in the air with the hilt of his sword, and let Su Muyu jump, jump, and drag.

Soon the two came to the boat, and Su Muyu was also tired, and fell asleep with his head resting on Leng Yi's shoulder.

In the dream, Su Muyu dreamed that she had a lot of money, and kept smashing roses and smashing Su Muxue with this money, and they were grateful to Dade for thanking themselves, she was so happy, she laughed, and actually woke up laughing.

"Are you awake? Not only can you sleep, but you can wake up laughing. ”

Su Muyu was very embarrassed to wipe the corners of her mouth with her hand for fear of drool, she straightened up, only to find that they had reached the shore.