In the quiet courtyard, the figure in white fell.

"What a demon!" A loud shout rang out in the house, and the Taoist rushed out of the house with a peachwood sword in his hand.

The white-clothed figure laughed crisply, and jokingly said: "Stinky Taoist, come and arrest me~"

"Look for death!" The Taoist took off into the air and chased after Gordon's white-clothed figure.

……

Early in the morning, in the cold street market, one after another white mist lingered.

"Boss, let's have two baked cakes."

"Okay, wait a minute."

Qin Fan came to the old place in the old time, but he didn't see the figure he was expecting.

"Boss, have you seen that son?"

"Childe?"

The shopkeeper was stunned, shook his head and said, "Is the guest talking about the beautiful son of Yushu Linfeng?"

I haven't seen it yet, but he should be here soon, and he'll come to me every morning to buy pancakes. ”

"That's right." Qin Fan took the baked cake.

"Hey, look," the owner of the baked cake shop raised his hand and pointed behind Qin Fan, and said with a smile: "Say that Gongzi has arrived." ”

Mo Bai walked to the baked cake shop, took out ten copper plates and threw them on the table, "Baked cakes, two." ”

"Childe, wait a minute!"

"Yo, I'm older than you when it's hard." Qin Fan approached as usual.

Mo Bai ignored him, took the baked cake and went his own way.

Qin Fan remembered that before taking away the Taoist priest, he stepped on the hay a few times, and asked, "The matter of Osmanthus Lane the day before yesterday, Miss Mo's house didn't leave any strange smell, right?" ”

Without waiting for Mo Bai to speak, he said again:

"That Taoist man's hay smells really special, even if it disturbs the people, in the end, the evil will run away."

Mo Bai was eating the baked cakes, and when he heard the word "evil" again, he became interested: "Evil? ”

Third ...... Qin Fan thought silently in his heart, it had been almost so long with Mo Baitao, this was the third time that Mo Bai had responded to his words, counting the first two times, all the words added up to no more than ten sentences.

There is a long road ahead, and I will go up and down and kneel and lick.

Obviously, he hated Yan Gou in his last life, but he lived as he hated in this life.

Gathering his distant mind, Qin Fan said unhurriedly: "The person invited by the government said that there are evil spirits in Osmanthus Alley, and you have to do it to drive away evil spirits.

Originally, I thought the method was to set up a platform to jump and burn talismans or something.

Outcome...... You see it too.

When the Taoist was exorcising evil spirits at Miss Mo's house, he fainted for some reason.

I took him back to the government to recuperate overnight.

The next day he went to Osmanthus Lane again, and when we met him, he told me that the evil was gone. ”

Mo Bai quietly ate the baked cakes.

Is there an evil in Osmanthus Lane?

Definitely not.

The man was blinded.

Some are a cowardly fox, and a big demon who looks like an evil spirit.

Qin Fan said disdainfully: "I don't believe that there are demons and monsters, but the officials above are very afraid, and they take that person's words as holy decrees."

If that Dao person really has the ability to do the Dao, how can he not even trace a trace of evil?

If you want me to see, the man is lying from beginning to end, there is nothing evil at all, he is just a god who cheats money everywhere. ”

Mo Bai didn't speak, and before the familiar fork in the road, he turned to the right.

Qin Fan stood in place, consciously touching his head with amusement, dealing with such a cold person, he really has to look at his face.

Fortunately, he is a man in two lives, and he is thick-skinned enough.

……

As soon as Qin Fan arrived at the Yamen, the fat and thin two catchers came to him as if they were flying quickly, and the two of them were anxious, with a vague panic.

A bad feeling came to his heart, Qin Fan kept his composure and asked in a low voice: "Panicked, what's wrong?" ”

Fat catcher: "Boss, something is wrong!" ”

Thin Catcher: "Didn't that person make us wait yesterday?" ”

Fat Catcher: "Someone came to report the case this morning!" ”

Thin Catch: "With a new clue, I was quite lucky, after all, the evil didn't hide, which saved a lot of trouble." ”

Fat Catch: "But who knows that people will continue to report the case one after another!" ”

"There have been five victims until now!" ”

Fat catcher: "That person didn't know where he went with the peachwood sword on his back, and now the government is in chaos!" ”

Thin and fast: "The county commander sent several teams of people out, trying to keep things to the minimum first, so as not to cause panic in the city!" ”

Fat Catch Fast and Thin Catch Fast You say a word to me, with a thick fear in the excited tone.

Qin Fan's face gradually became ugly, "Where is the county commander?" ”

"Your Excellency has gone to the General's Mansion!" The fat catcher is faster.

Qin Fan clenched the saber at his waist, turned around and ran quickly towards the yamen.

"Chief, where are you going?" Skinny Catcher hurriedly asked.

"General's Mansion!"

……

Osmanthus Lane, inside a small earthen house.

A smooth jade body was lying on the earthen kang, there was no trace of blood on the pale cheeks, the face was beautiful, the skin was like clotted fat, the body was plump, and the waves were turbulent.

Mo Ying stood aside with a flushed face, covering her eyes and peeking, the first time she observed the dragonman's body in equal proportions, she couldn't take her eyes off.

Isn't it inconvenient to walk around so big?

Wow, this waist, this leg, it's not too good!

If only I could have it.

What's the horn on her head?

Why do you still have a tail?

Could it be that she is a man?

But don't all men's tails grow in front? And it can't be that big, right?

She was thinking wildly in her head, and through the gap between her fingers, she saw Mo Bai stretch out his hand to the pair of plump balls.

"|゚Д゚)))) What are you doing, Xiaobai!"

The color of the mountain gradually becomes softer, and the shape of the mountain gradually softens, and it feels like you can touch the clotted fat as soon as you stretch out your hand.

Even though he has been dead for a long time, his fair skin is not completely stiff, and it is still soft to the touch.

"Want to try it?" Mo Bai withdrew his hand and turned his head sideways to look at Mo Ying.

"W-What?" Mo Ying froze in place, her brain crashed, and she mechanically lowered her head and stared at Da Tuanzi.

She slowly stretched out her hand, her movements stiff, "But, is it okay?" ”

"Hmm."

"And I touched it?"

"Hmm."

“……”

“？” Seeing that Mo Ying's hand hovered above and did not move, Mo Bai kindly helped, grabbed her wrist and pulled it down.

"Hmm!" The sudden touch frightened Mo Ying, and her body was about to retreat, but Mo Bai grabbed it too tightly, she couldn't escape, and after calming down, Mo Ying put aside her shame and mustered up the courage to move.

Wow~It's so soft~

Cool, slippery, and unable to grasp with one hand, she had a preliminary and very deep impression of the dragonman's body.

has already jumped out of the first step, Mo Ying no longer twisted, "Xiaobai, what are you going to do?" ”

She listened to Mo Bai's instructions, kneading every part of the dragonman's body from top to bottom.

"Look."

A ball of silk thread appeared out of thin air in Mo Bai's hand, and the silk thread automatically drifted apart, and the thread squirmed, piercing into the joint of the dragonman's left arm.

The silk thread was wound around the joints a few more times, and when he felt that it was almost over, Mo Bai raised his hand and pulled it, and the dragonman's left arm was raised and punched hard towards the roof.

The heavy punch brought up Gangfeng, and Gang risked a little to blow Mo Ying, but fortunately, Mo Bai blocked in front of her in time.

"Good, good!" Mo Ying hid behind Mo Bai, and for a moment she felt as if her chest was being pressed by a boulder weighing a thousand catties, and her heart was about to burst.

Holding her chest in fear, she tried to calm her pounding heart, and a wave of doubt came to her heart.

'The emperor's daughters are so powerful?

A punch after death can be so strong.

It is worthy of the reincarnation of the golden dragon. ’

Mo Bai didn't know what Mo Ying was thinking behind him, Fang Cai's punch, he had the power to control it, but the result still didn't seem to be very satisfactory.

"I'm sorry."

Mo Ying opened his eyes and smiled: "It's okay, I'm not good?" ”

Mo Bai shook his head and pointed to the top of his head.

Mo Ying looked up suspiciously, and in her field of vision, a large hole was broken in the originally intact roof, and white light shone in from the hole, rendering a sense of dilapidation.

No wonder the room suddenly lit up.

It turned out that the roof was broken.

The roof is broken.

Broken.

Finish.

。

Mo Ying's eyes were dilated, and she gradually petrified, and before she was about to faint, Mo Bai hugged her steadily.

Her face was strong, her chest was lacking in breath, and she said intermittently, "No, it's okay, the roof is ...... Broken...... Repair, repair, and ...... Also, you can see the stars this way. ”

Looking at Mo Ying's heartbroken appearance, Mo Bai consciously lowered his head, looking at the dragon man lying on the bed, he hesitated.

Or else, or eat?

If you eat it, you don't have to spend money to repair the roof.

……

Today, Gongsun Changquan visited Zhao Qingsong again, this time with a generous gift and a lot of face.

"Sir, you've already made your decision?"

"Master Taifu, Zhao is willing to enter Beijing."

"Hahahaha, Mr. Qingsong is really a righteous person!" Gongsun Changquan was satisfied, and then asked, "When does the gentleman plan to leave?" ”

"The private school will be closed in a few days, and when will it start, Master Taifu will arrange it."

Gongsun Changquan squinted, the winter in Mobei made him not want to shrink in the bed and lie down all the time.

Forget about lying on the corpse.

If you can have a flower-like Oiran as a pillow, you can barely get by.

But the old man who was full of snow didn't know what medicine he had taken wrongly, he didn't take a drop of oil and salt, and he didn't nod his head when the real money was in front of him.

The Oiran who only danced once that day was also, and the shelf was very big, and he didn't take him, a suave and talented middle-aged beautiful man, in his eyes at all.

Gongsun Changquan is going to be angry once!

However, he can't reveal his identity, otherwise he will definitely stomp on the ground and slap them in the face, so that they know what is really unattainable!

He asked, "When will my husband's private school be closed?" ”

"Seven days later."

"Then in seven days, what do you think, sir?"

"Is it in such a hurry?"

I can't stay for a quarter of an hour in this place where birds don't!

"Go back early, so you can prepare early."

Gongsun Changquan glanced at the sky outside the house, "The weather is getting colder and colder, before the arrival of deep winter, the sooner we set off, the better, we have to rush back to Beijing before the spring festival." ”

Zhao Qingsong was puzzled: "Spring Festival Day? ”

"Oh, I forgot to tell you, Your Majesty is going to let the national teacher hold a heavenly sacrifice code on the spring sacrifice day, pray for the blessings of the heavens, and wish him to refine the elixir of immortality."

Gongsun Changquan's face was expressionless, and there was deep resentment hidden in his indifferent tone.

Zhao Qingsong was dumbfounded.

Qiu Xian asked, immortal.

This kind of ethereal thing is often the most convincing thing for the most noble people in the world.

It wasted the emperor's industry and suffered the people.

Sighing secretly, Zhao Qingsong heard another layer of meaning in Gongsun Changquan's words.

"Zhao understood."

……

In the north of Liangdu City, in the courtyard of the Lin family's mansion, in the warm pavilion, the sound of tea bowls breaking came out.

"Second Young Master, you are angry."

"Get out, get out of here." The angry boy brother angrily pointed at the maids who delivered the medicine, "I don't need his pity, let him get out of me!" ”

"Second Young Master, Big Young Master is all for your good!"

"I don't need to! How far is it, roll me out! ”

The irascible young master picked up the teacup on the table and smashed it at the servant girl who was delivering the medicine, who was dizzy and dizzy when he dodged and was helped out of the warm pavilion by other servants.

"Bang!"

Still puzzled, he picked up another teacup and threw it on the ground, smashing it on the pool of overturned potions.

The broken porcelain bowl on the ground was particularly dazzling, and as soon as he waved his sleeves, a servant came in outside the house to clean up the floor.

It's been two months since that happened, from initial expectations, to disappointment, and finally to despair.

God knows how he came through these days, his father's cold words, his mother's strange eyes, his brother's cynicism, and even the servants looked at him with sympathy and ridicule!

He hadn't been out of the house once in the past two months, and he was afraid, afraid of hearing gossip outside.

"The Lin family is young, does not follow the etiquette law, and has no ethics."

"He deserves not to lift, he deserves to be shameless!"

"Look at this second young man of the Lin family, he is just crumbs, and he abandoned other people's concubines in a blink of an eye."

"Boom!" He slammed the table hard, his face was hideous, and he scolded, "Slut, if it weren't for you, how could I be in such a situation!" You don't have to die well! ”

As a man, if you lose your dignity, what's the fun of living?

It's a shame to hide in this warm pavilion all day long, and don't even dare to touch a maidservant!

The servant who cleaned the floor lowered his head, not daring to stay in the warm pavilion for long, and took away the broken porcelain with a sloppy movement.

As he pushed the door and left, he ran into an old man with a white beard with a thief's eyebrows, and he hurriedly avoided the way.

"Second Young Master!" The old man hurriedly ran into the warm pavilion, he looked back at the servant who pushed the door and left, and after confirming that the servant was far away, he lowered his body and looked nervous.

Lin Ershao was angry, pointing at the old man's nose and scolding and pinching, "What kind of system is it that you are flustered!" ”

"Second young master, something is wrong!"

The thief-eyed old man wiped the sweat from his forehead, and he ran all the way back.

"What's the matter? It's hard to step down! ”

"No, it'......" The old man stopped talking, looked back at the door, and whispered in his ear.

"Dead!?"

"Shh~shh~!"

The old man's eyes widened, and he said:

"Second Young Master, be quiet!

This matter is now under pressure from the government!

I also heard about it from a friend of mine in the government. ”

"Are they all dead?" Lin Ershao was skeptical.

"Really, all of them are dead, and there are only eight of them, all of them are the ones I was looking for!"

The old man's face was flustered, with fear in his eyes, his voice trembled, and he lacked confidence: "Second young master, could it be that the little lady turned into a ghost after death and went to collect debts?" ”

"Where are the ghosts in this world? Don't talk nonsense! ”

"But those people are dead!" The old man trembled, "Not bad! ”

Lin Ershao's brain was gradually distorted by the old man, his face gradually turned white, his lips trembled, and he lost his blood.

He reached out and groped on the table, wanting to pick up the teacup and take a sip of tea to suppress the shock, but he felt empty.

Where are the teacups on the table?

He had already broken it all.

"Second Young Master, what should we do? The little lady won't come to us tonight, will she? ”

The old man was afraid that the young master would not be afraid, and continued: "I heard my official friend say that those people's deaths were quite miserable, either their hearts were gouged out or their lungs were gouged out, and their heads were cut off!" ”

He made a downward gesture.

Lin Ershao's face suddenly turned whiter, and if a cold wind was blowing under his crotch, he shuddered constantly.

"I—I heard that the government has invited a Taoist?"

"Second Young Master, are you going to seek refuge in the government?"

The old man was in a hurry, and hurriedly shook his head and said, "But won't we be directly exposed?" Going to be beheaded! ”

"Chop off your head, cut off your mother's head!"

Lin Ershao slapped the table angrily and wanted to get up, but found that his legs were weak.

"You...... You go! Bring that Taoist priest here! ”

He told the old man: "Remember, just say that the house is haunted, and I am willing to use my daughter to drive away evil spirits and buy peace!" Don't mention anything about the dead! ”

"Yes, yes, the old slave will go!"