For the matter of giving ten pieces of silver worth of oneself.

Zhang Yun actually didn't feel very distressed.

On the contrary, he was a little difficult to let go of the sweet and sour carp and braised mutton on the table.

"It would be nice to have a food box on you...... That way, it won't go to waste. ”

Thinking like this, Zhang Yun picked up the chopsticks and hurriedly took a few bites and tasted them.

Then he reluctantly walked out of the restaurant, followed behind the cavalry, and followed all the way over.

"Either way, ask her why she deceived me."

"Obviously I am her savior, but she treats me like this, this is really too much!"

"I'm just doing this to find out the truth, not for anything else......"

Zhang Yun persuaded himself like this, and followed the team to the Mu family's mansion.

Looking at the high courtyard wall, Zhang Yun put on the hood on his head, blended into the environment and jumped in.

"She lied to me first, I just asked for an explanation, that's all......"

Although he said this, in his heart, Zhang Yun actually knew very well that he was deceiving himself.

It's just that he doesn't want to think about it, he just wants to meet her again and figure out his mind.

As for what to say after the meeting, Zhang Yun didn't have time to think about it.

……

In the room, Murong Qiu stood in front of the bookcase, holding a pen in one hand and copying the notebook on rice paper.

Not far away, a maid stood silently. I heard Murong Qiu say, "The rice paper is not enough, Xing'er, you can bring some more." The girl named Apricot answered with a low "yes", opened the door and walked out of the room.

At this time, Murong Qiu was the only one in the room.

If you look around the room, you can see books, dressers, cabinets, beds, and other objects.

The whole room was well organized, whether it was paper, ink, pen, inkstone, or the dry dresser, everything was spotlessly clean.

Looking at the decoration in the room, Zhang Yun rubbed his nose with one hand, and his face was full of embarrassment.

"What am I doing in somebody's boudoir? Isn't that a bit excessive? ”

Thinking so, Zhang Yun hesitated to retreat, but saw that the door behind him was gently closed by the maid named Xing'er, and the retreat was blocked.

Zhang Yun blinked his innocent eyes, and suddenly felt that thousands of horses were galloping in his heart, this is too embarrassing, how can he be blocked in such a place?

hesitated in his heart, but seeing that the woman in the room had a serious look on her face, Zhang Yun cleared his throat and chose to make some movements: "Dare to ask the girl's name." ”

In the empty room, a strange man's voice suddenly sounded.

Murong Qiu's writing movement suddenly froze, and the brush in his hand fell from his fingers, staining a large pool of ink on the rice paper.

Her face showed horror, her neck stiffened and turned her head, seeing the somewhat familiar black cloak, the expression on her face changed from surprise, fear, to sudden change to apology, all this was so smooth that Zhang Yun was dumbfounded.

"Immortal...... Immortal ...... The little girl didn't mean to lie to you......"

Seeing the sincere apology on his face, somehow, Zhang Yun felt angry!

He was distraught, lifted the hood on his head, glared into Murong Qiu's eyes and asked, "Why are you lying to me!" ”

Murong Qiu jumped back two steps like a frightened rabbit, but then she saw Zhang Yun's young and handsome face, saw the anger on that face, and the imperceptible grievance in the anger, which made her subconsciously feel as if he was a little ...... Lovely?

Murong Qiu pursed her lips and said apologetically: "The little woman didn't mean to deceive the immortal chief, but in the wilderness, I don't know what your temperament is, although the little woman knows that you have a life-saving grace for me, but she is afraid of causing disaster for the family, so ...... Make a decision. ”

Zhang Yun listened, and probably had an answer in his heart, he slowed down his tone and asked, "Isn't the reputation of immortal cultivators in the mortal world very good?" ”

"Mixed reputation." Murong Qiu cautiously looked at his expression, raised his slender hand and drew a thin slit with his index finger and thumb, "The ruined side is a little bit more." ”

Well, that way, it all makes sense.

Cultivators have no restrictions in the mortal world, and with their strong strength, it is indeed easy to do some things that are out of line.

She lied to avoid trouble, so she really can't be blamed.

Zhang Yun thought like this, and said calmly: "Okay, you tell me your name, this matter is over, and I will not pursue this matter anymore." ”

Hearing this, Murong Qiu raised his chest and raised his head, and said with a straight face: "The little woman's surname is Mu, her name is Lingren, and she has been offended by lying about her name before, so please don't blame the immortal chief." ”

As she spoke, she bowed her hand and apologized.

Zhang Yun was a little embarrassed at this time, and hurriedly said: "There is no need to be like this, you and I are almost the same age, my name is Zhang Yun, you can call me by my name." ”

If others are willing to be reasonable, then he is also willing to be kind to others.

Besides, she's so special...... Zhang Yun also had to admit that he wanted to talk to her from the bottom of his heart and wanted to know more about her.

It's just that...... It doesn't seem like an appropriate occasion.

Just look at Murong Qiu, no, it should be called Mu Lingren.

I saw Mu Lingren glance left and right, and with a touch of red on his face, he reminded in a low voice: "Immortal Chief...... This is a little woman's boudoir, I don't know ...... you."

Hearing this, Zhang Yun suddenly blushed, and followed others to the boudoir, which was unreasonable.

"I'm sorry."

He turned around with a red face and hurried to open the door, but in his panic, his shoulder accidentally hit the door frame.

"Hiss......"

The wound that was pierced by the Qingxuan Falcon before has not healed yet, and it feels so sour to be suddenly hit like this.

Zhang Yun's face was tangled together, and he covered the wound with one hand and endured it so that he didn't let himself gasp on the spot.

Seeing this, Mu Lingren walked over quickly, looked at the place where Zhang Yun's hand was covering, and asked with concern, "Immortal Chief, are you okay?" ”

"It's fine." Zhang Yun blinked, forced the pain on his face down, and said with a forced smile: "It's just a little injured, it's not in the way." ”

With that, he waved his hand at her strongly and calmly, but accidentally pulled the wound, and his movements became out of shape and very unnatural.

Mu Lingren saw through all this, and said with a toothache: "Immortal Chief, you still don't have to force yourself too much......

As she spoke, she didn't know what she had in mind, her attitude suddenly changed, and she took the initiative to propose: "If this is the case, you have an injury on your body, you might as well recuperate in the mansion, it will be regarded as the little woman to make amends for her rudeness, and it is also to repay the immortal chief for saving her life." ”

"This ......"

Zhang Yun was a little hesitant, as if he was suspected of coercing him to repay the favor.

However, he wanted to make contact with her, how could that be good?

After pondering for a moment, Zhang Yun observed the expression on Mu Lingren's face, and didn't see half a point of reluctance on her face, so he nodded and agreed: "It's okay, I really need to find a place to recuperate, if I don't disturb, then I will trouble you." ”

"Well, that's it!"

Mu Ling is also a simple person, seeing that Zhang Yun agreed, he stretched out his hand and opened the door and was about to go out.

But seeing Xing'er outside the door, her eyes widened, and she was stupid when she looked at the extra figures in the room, and even the rice paper in her hand fell down and spilled it all over the ground.

"Xing'er, you go and call Uncle Fu over, and say that I have something to discuss with him."

Mu Lingren was much calmer than her, and ordered in a calm tone, then stepped over the rice paper on the ground, and made a gesture of invitation outward, "Please also ask the fairy chief to come with me, there is a quiet courtyard in the mansion, and I think it should meet the requirements of recuperation." ”

Zhang Yun glanced at Xing'er with a strange expression, and took steps to follow.

It should have been an embarrassing scene, but it seemed so natural under her arrangement.

Looking at the petite back, the expression on Zhang Yun's face became more and more strange.

"Strange...... It's strange why I have the illusion that she's stronger than me, so she's just a mortal. ”