The vast land of China is vast.

However, apart from this and the presence of monks, there is no difference from ancient China.

In other words, the three worlds that Mo Li has traversed are all like this.

He has become accustomed to this environment, and even enjoys it a little.

Sitting in a small teahouse, a pot of ordinary tea, plus a small plate of peanuts, Mo Li lazily leaned back on the chair, and the afternoon had passed.

He kept staring at the opposite corner, a scribbled figure like a child's graffiti, as if it were a very mysterious and profound sigil.

The shopkeeper looked at Mo Li, but he pouted, and finally couldn't help it, so he stepped forward and asked in a low voice, "Guest officer, have you used it well?" ”

Although his voice was kind, his eyes and attitude were clearly a little disdainful.

The young man in front of him looked dressed and temperament extraordinary, however, just such a pot of inferior tea and a small plate of peanuts, which were not worth three or five coppers, and he didn't know how to eat and drink.

Of course, he will not take the initiative to evict the guests, unless there is a signal from the shopkeeper.

"You're very nice."

Mo Li said warmly: "If the two of us change positions, I may not be able to be as calm as you." ”

"Forehead ......"

was broken out of his mind, the shopkeeper was obviously a little embarrassed, he laughed twice, and said, "The guest officer said that he was laughing!" ”

Mo Li didn't embarrass him, but reached out and felt a thin gold leaf from his arms.

Looking at the exquisitely crafted gold leaf, all of a sudden, the shopkeeper's eyes immediately straightened, not only the little er, but also the shopkeeper who had been paying attention to the movement here.

He didn't care about fiddling with the abacus, left the counter, trotted all the way to Mo Li's face, looked at this heroic and handsome young man, and said with a smile: "Ouch, guest officer, don't be angry, he is young and ignorant, don't be like him." ”

As he spoke, he stuffed the gold leaf back into Mo Li's hand, and at the same time reprimanded the shopkeeper with a cold face: "Don't go quickly, give this son a pot of good tea!" ”

"Hey, yes!"

The shopkeeper hurriedly turned around and ran away.

"Guest officer, sit down for a while, dissipate your breath, dissipate your anger!"

"I'm not angry!"

Mo Li smiled and said, "I really think that your service attitude in this store is good." ”

"Childe, you're laughing!" The shopkeeper's face was full of embarrassment.

Anyone who encounters this kind of scene and wants to drive people away, but is rewarded with gold leaves by others, will also feel embarrassed.

"Okay, okay, let's not talk about this, shopkeeper, I'll ask you something!" Mo Li asked.

"Inquire about the matter......

The shopkeeper's face was hesitant, but the index finger and thumb of his right hand kept rubbing.

Mo Li smiled when he saw this, put the golden leaf on the table, and then took out two more pieces.

Three gold leaves, neatly placed on the table, in the afterglow of the setting sun, the golden light is dazzling.

The shopkeeper's eyes showed a look of obsession, and he said happily: "Childe, what do you want to know, the little old man has opened a teahouse in Jiangyang City for twenty years, and there is nothing unclear about the streets and alleys!" ”

A proud smile appeared on his face, as if the past twenty years had been a memorable and glorious experience.

"Twenty years is indeed a long time......

Mo Li sighed, although he is profound, he is not yet thirty years old.

"That figure, do you know what the situation is?"

Mo Li pointed to the scribbled graffiti in the corner of the wall, and asked casually.

"That picture ......"

Hearing this, the shopkeeper's boy hole shrank, and his face froze slightly.

He looked at Mo Li, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became thicker and thicker.

"It was left by a young man yesterday evening, wearing a blue robe and carrying a long sword."

The shopkeeper's face was remembrance, as if he was reminiscing, and he said, "The young man left a gold ingot, saying that he wanted someone to know the mark, so he asked the man to go to the wonderful sound shop in the city to find him." ”

"The young man's face was pale, and he seemed to have injuries on his body."

Mo Li nodded, and a hint of solemnity flashed in his eyes.

The scribbled diagram was nothing else, but it was a signal for Qingyun's disciple to ask for help.

As long as this signal appears, it must be that the disciples of Qingyun Sect are in great danger and are in urgent need of help.

Combined with what the shopkeeper said, the young man was also injured......

"Please take the shopkeeper with you." Mo Li said with a smile.

"It should be, it should be, entrusted by people, is it a matter of loyalty......"

The shopkeeper smiled and put away the three gold leaves, and at this time, the shopkeeper happened to bring the tea in.

The shopkeeper instructed: "You take a good look at the shop, I will take this son to Miaoyin Fang." ”

"Wonderful Sound Workshop?"

A hint of strangeness flashed in the shopkeeper's eyes, but then he regained his composure, he answered in a low voice, walked in front of the two, and said with some embarrassment: "Shopkeeper, then this tea ......"

"Can there be no good tea in Miaoyinfang, you can drink it yourself!"

The shopkeeper waved his hand angrily and said, "Childe, let's go." ”

"Okay, let's go."

Mo parted and glanced at the two of them meaningfully, thinking about the Qingyun disciple in the Miaoyin Workshop, he only felt a little interesting.

At this time, it has been six days since the Seven Veins Huiwu, except for the spider spirit, he has nothing to do, he has also driven two ghosts, burned a zombie, and just went down the mountain to subdue the demon and get rid of the demons.

And the main task was to protect the safety of those four disciples, and Mo Li had never even met with them once.

However, he could feel the location of the fixed trace, and no matter how he walked, he kept a distance of no more than three hundred miles from these four people.

Within three hundred miles, he could easily know the other party's location, and beyond three hundred miles, he could only have an approximate perception of the lake.

At this time, the group of four people was only more than 120 miles away from him.

After a while, the two of them came to a very elegant attic.

From afar, you can hear bursts of pleasant music coming from inside, including the piano, the flute, the guzheng, the pipa, and so on......

And as soon as I stepped inside, there were clearly a lot of dressed women, accompanied by a man who laughed and drank wine.

"I'll choose a place."

Mo Li shook his head and smiled, if he really encountered an unpredictable enemy, such a place with bright lights and mixed fish and dragons was the most suitable place to hide and heal.

This disciple who has never met Qingyun is well-thought-out and ingenious.

"Childe, come with me."

The shopkeeper spoke, and walked inside, but the old bustard who was waiting for guests on the road stopped, looked at Mo Li with a smile, and said: "Shopkeeper Fang, this son is very good!" But do you want the slave family to choose two good ones for him? ”

"Mother Wang, I have something important to do with this son, take us to Furong Pavilion quickly." The way of the shopkeeper.

Obviously, he and this old bustard are old acquaintances, but he is afraid that many of them will come to this wonderful sound workshop.

Thinking is human nature, as the so-called full of warm thoughts**, this shopkeeper as a man, if there is spare money in his hands, it is just ordinary to come to spend a few times.

"Going to Hibiscus Pavilion?"

Mother Wang's smile became stronger and stronger, but she said: "It's just that there are guests in Furong Pavilion today, otherwise, the two of you will change places......

"We're going to meet the people in the Hibiscus Pavilion." The shopkeeper was a little impatient.

"Yo, it turns out that you are friends, then let the slave family take you there."

Mother Wang said with a smile, but her fingers brushed her hair very abruptly, it was nothing, but when she saw this action, a large teapot serving tea and water behind her flashed with a different color in her eyes, and then quietly retreated.

It's getting more and more interesting.

Mo is separated from the two worlds, how rich is the experience, how can you not detect this abnormality?

First the shopkeeper, and then the old bustard of this Miaoyin Fang, this matter does not seem to be as simple as a Qingyun disciple being killed.

After thinking about it, several people walked inside, and behind this green building, there were one separate courtyard after another.

Each courtyard is not connected to each other, but it has its own style.

Several of them entered a courtyard with 'Furong Pavilion' written on it, and sat down in the living room, but the interior was extremely quiet and elegant, and there was a landscape painting hanging on the main hall, which was blocked by screens on both sides, and several ladies with outstanding physique were painted on it, smiling and smiling, as if they were alive.

In the center of the living room, there is also an incense burner, and the incense burns like this, enveloping the whole room in a thick fragrance.

Mo Li looked at the furnishings in the living room and said, "This place is good, let him come out to see me." ”

The shopkeeper nodded and looked at the bustard.

The charming mother Wang clapped her hands lightly and called, "Daughter, haven't come out to meet the guests yet?" ”

At that moment, behind the screen, a woman in a green shirt came out, with a charming appearance and beautiful facial features, only a pair of beautiful eyes glanced at Mo Li and the two of them, and there was a hint of seductive charm.

"This is Chun Tao, who has been serving guests in the Hibiscus Pavilion."

Mother Wang introduced a sentence to Mo Li, and then asked: "What about the prince in the pavilion, go and invite him out, and say that there is a guest visiting." ”

"Mom's ......"

The woman called out delicately, and her voice was as crisp as a silver bell, which inexplicably made people's lower abdomen hot.

She said, "The boy is injured and resting, and he told me not to disturb him, no matter who it is. ”

"Is that so?"

Mo Li glanced at Neili with a smile, then found a chair to sit down, and said, "Then I'll wait for him." ”

"Daughter, go and serve tea to this son."

Mother Wang commanded, looked at Mo Li with a smile, and said, "Childe, the night is long, I don't know when I have to wait, why don't you let Chun Tao accompany Childe?" ”

"Spring Peach is one of the four top brands of Miaoyinfang."

The shopkeeper said on the side: "Childe can give it a try, it will definitely be worth the trip." ”

"Oh?"

Mo Li raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Then it seems that the shopkeeper has already tasted this?" ”

"Uh...... This ......"

The shopkeeper smiled awkwardly and said, "I'm married, but I just heard about it." ”

"It's good to be married, it's good to be married, I don't know, do you have any children?" Mo Li asked.

"Yes...... There is one. ”

The shopkeeper's smiling face was a little reluctant, as if he didn't want to say this.

"Men and women, how old are they?"

Mo Li ignored it and still asked.

"Boy, ten...... Thirteen ......"

A little cold sweat broke out on the shopkeeper's forehead, although it was only a little, but how could he hide it from Mo Li's eyes?

"Childe, tea is here."

At this moment, Chun Tao walked in with a twist on her waist, still holding a cup of tea.

Seeing this, the shopkeeper was pardoned, but he glanced at Mo Li with a weak heart, and then said: "Childe, Biluochun of Miaoyin Fang is very famous, please give it a try." ”

"Okay."

Mo Li nodded, took the teacup from the pair of slender hands unguardedly, and took a sip immediately.

The tea taste is very fragrant, and the entrance is slightly bitter, but as soon as it enters the throat, it is infinitely sweet, which makes people fragrant on the lips and teeth.

"Good tea!"

Mo Li praised and put down the teacup.

At this time, the shopkeeper looked at Mo Li with a guilty face and said, "Senior brother, I'm sorry!" ”

"Hahahaha......"

Mother Wang suddenly laughed and said, "Young man, you are a disciple of Qingyun's peak, what is your name?" ”

"You ......"

Mo Li frowned slightly and said, "What does this mean?" ”

"It's not interesting, it's just, try it, can you still use your spiritual power?" Mother Wang smiled.

Chun Tao stretched out her fragrant tongue, licked her red lips gently, glanced at Mo Li with a coquettish look, and said, "Senior sister, I will wait for this young man, but you must let me try it first, the disciple of the Xuanmen Sect is extremely nourishing." ”

At this time, a feeling of sourness and numbness spread from Mo Li's lower abdomen, wanting to go to the whole body, but under the strong spiritual power of Mo Li's Taiqing realm, but between thoughts, the feeling of sour numbness was all dispelled.

Poisoned?

Mo was amused, but he still pretended to be scared on his face, and said, "You...... You poisoned, despicable, who the hell are you?! ”

"You are one of Hehuan Yaosan, young man, who do you say we are?" Chun Tao's eyes looked greedily at Mo Lidao.

"Hehuan is scattered, you are the devil of Hehuan Sect!"

Mo Li's expression changed greatly, but he said with a sudden expression: "You guys, you are the signal for my Qingyunmen to ask for help in disguise?!" ”

"There are no Qingyunmen disciples injured at all!"

"Wrong, wrong, you guessed wrong!"

Mother Wang said proudly: "Look at this shopkeeper Chen, he was twenty years ago, but he was a descendant of Qingyunmen and a disciple of Luoxia Peak. ”

"Senior brother, you ...... Don't blame me......"

Shopkeeper Chen looked guilty, he hid behind Wang's mother and Chun Tao, and said: "My wife and children are in their hands, and many things are really involuntary. ”

That's how it is......

Mo Li looked at the shopkeeper Chen, and couldn't help but laugh in his heart, he didn't expect that he would encounter such a bloody plot, the dignified Qingyunmen disciples, and was controlled by a group of demon girls from the Hehuan Sect!

No wonder something is so wrong along the way.

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