"Happy fart!"

Ning Wuchai clutched his aching chest, and his hands trembled with anger: "Didn't Shizun not let you go down the mountain?!"

Yu Qingmei covered her mouth and chuckled, her big almond eyes bent into two crescent moons, and gently patted Ning Wuchai's shoulder: "Oh, Xiao Ning'er, don't worry, I sneaked out while the old man was sleeping~"

Ning Wuchai staggered back two steps, looking at Yu Qingmei with joy between his eyebrows, and the whole person suddenly fell into an ice cave......

Damn!

was stabbed in the back by the old man in charge!

Sneaking?

What are you kidding, just because Yu Qingmei, a little rookie from Tianmen, can sneak out under Tianqing's nose?

He didn't believe it when he killed the little junior brother!

If it wasn't for the old man in charge acquiescing, how could Yu Qingmei be able to go down to Kuishan?!

"This ......"

Glancing at Ning Wuchai, who was sad, and then at Yu Qingmei, who was smiling, Mrs. Wang was slightly stunned, but soon smiled, pinched the handkerchief and stood up: "This female fairy master should be Fugui'er's senior sister in the master's sect, right?"

Yu Qingmei obviously heard Ning Wuchai's words before, so she turned on the drama mode with one click, and smiled gently at Mrs. Wang: "I'm used to messing around with my junior brother on weekdays, don't worry about it, my junior brother is very well-behaved in the mountains, and everyone likes him very much." ”

Mrs. Wang covered her mouth with a handkerchief, and finally had a smile on her haggard face: "Then I can rest assured, you sit, I will clean up the room for you." ”

"Okay, don't worry, this matter is up to the two of us. ”

Yu Qingmei smiled and watched Mrs. Wang go away, until Mrs. Wang's figure disappeared outside the door, then she let out a long breath, reached out and patted Ning Wuchai on the shoulder, untied the wine gourd on her waist and poured a big sip fiercely.

Refreshing!

Looking at Yu Qingmei, who had a comfortable face, Ning Wuchai propped up the table and breathed heavily, and found that he could finally speak, so he said angrily: "Yu Qingmei, what are you doing!"

"Ha~"

took a big sip of wine, but Yu Qingmei narrowed her eyes unhurriedly: "Didn't you notice, she lied......"

Yes?

That's it?

Ning Wuchai looked at Yu Qingmei speechlessly, and rolled his eyes angrily, it's not that he looks down on Yu Qingmei, but since the two of them grew up together, he knows exactly whether Yu Qingmei is C or D.

To put it mildly, Yu Qingmei has been big-chested and brainless since she was a child, and her brain is a little bigger than a peanut when she takes it out, so he can't notice this kind of detail that even Yu Qingmei has noticed?

"Okay, I already knew that she wasn't Mrs. Wang. ”

Looking at Yu Qingmei, who was hiding smugness between her eyebrows and eyes, with a look of 'you beg me, beg me, beg me, I'll tell you', Ning Wuchai ruthlessly pierced her illusions.

After that, after glancing at Yu Qingmei, who was stunned and still in a state of brain shutdown, Ning Wuchai shook his head and turned to leave: "Bells and whistles, I thought you were going to say something, you just wait to watch a good show at night, I have my own plans......"

Wang Yuanwai was unconscious, and even his limbs were slowly stiffening, which was obviously not as simple as an ordinary bed bed.

Ever since he realized this, he has been constantly tempting Mrs. Wang.

Because, if you run into a trick, there is another place besides the route of collecting rent......

Mansion ......

The bangzi fell, and the night fell quietly.

Yuliu County is the northernmost part of the southern country, which is the coldest place in the whole southern country, and the snow falls early and gets dark quickly.

By the time Ning Wuchai pushed open the door and came out of the wing, it was already dark, and the fluttering snow fell on the ground, making it even more deserted.

In the silence of the night, it seemed that only the sound of the passing bangs on the street and the old cries of the watchmen were leisurely gone.

"It's dry, watch out for the candles!"

"Celestial Dry Things......

took out the saber that had followed him for many years from the storage ring, reflected the snow and moonlight, and pulled out a small section of the Xuan-level sword weapon with a cold light, reflecting a pair of clear and quiet eyes on the spine of the sword.

Thunder ......

His fingertips rubbed the profound name on the scabbard, and the corners of Ning Wuchai's mouth curled slightly, and he recited softly: "Ten years of sharpening a sword, frost ......"

"Xiao Ning'er, what are you doing standing in the yard?"

With a sound like a strong wind whistling, the senior sister who had changed into a green dress and green sleeves fell from mid-air, and a green jade gourd was hanging from her waist.

Turning his head to look at the smiling senior sister, Ning Wuchai took a deep breath, forcibly squeezed out a smile and waved his hand, "No...... It's nothing, senior sister, please bring Mrs. Wang over, you don't have to say anything. ”

"Good. ”

Yu Qingmei nodded happily, this time she didn't add to the chaos as before, turned around and rode the wind and drifted towards the main room.

Ning Wuchai breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and continued to whisper through the moonlight: "Ten years of sharpening a sword, the frost blade has not ......"

"Xiao Ning'er~"

Grass!

I knew it!

Ning Wuchai was so angry that he almost threw his sword directly on the ground, and when he turned around, he saw Yu Qingmei walking out of the main room with Mrs. Wang, with a look of 'I'm doing a good job, praise me, praise me, praise me', and quickly closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

Can't be impulsive......

You can't be impulsive......

Although Yu Qingmei's brain is not good, you can't beat it......

Mrs. Wang was wearing a fox fur cloak, her face was still haggard, and when she saw Ning Wuchai at this time, she couldn't help but speak: "Little Immortal Master, won't I affect you catching ghosts here......?"

Ning Wuchai slowly exhaled a breath, his white clothes swayed, and his clear eyes slowly opened: "Mrs. Wang, don't be impatient." After all, the stakes are high, and I have a few more questions for you before we catch ghosts. ”

Mrs. Wang let out a cloud of cold air, wrapped in a fox fur, her cheeks were slightly red from the cold wind, and she nodded hurriedly and said, "Don't worry, little immortal master, I must know everything, and I will say everything." ”

"That's good. ”

Ning Wuchai nodded, squinted his eyes and smiled: "My first question is, I came to the door for the first time, why didn't Mrs. Wang worry at all that I was a bad person and tricked you into opening the door?"

Mrs. Wang pursed her lips, frowned and said softly: "I didn't think too much about it at that time, I just felt like I had suddenly grasped a life-saving straw, and now that I think about it, I am fortunate that the little immortal master is not a bad person, it is really a fluke." ”

Ning Wuchai nodded with a smile, and asked again: "It's really a fluke, then my second question is, why would a woman who only manages the family mansion know the rent collection route of Wang Yuanwai?"

Mrs. Wang's face turned pale suddenly, and tears were about to fall: "It's all mentioned when the master and I were chatting, could it be ...... Could it be that the little immortal master is doubting me?"

Ning Wuchai shook his head: "Don't get me wrong, it's not a doubt." ”

"Tuk, tuk, tuk. ”

The knock sounded at the door, Ning Wuchai's white clothes swayed, looked at Mrs. Wang, who was silently weeping, and pressed the hilt of the sword and smiled lightly: "Yes, yes." ”