Mu Chun didn't say much about this, he specially came here to thank the shopkeeper, and there were some other thoughts: he wanted to know something about his father from the shopkeeper.

Although Mu Chun was reluctant to mention that matter easily, he was still willing to know a thing or two about his father's past, especially after learning that the shopkeeper had such an evaluation of his father.

But when Mu Chun saw the shopkeeper drinking alone in the backyard, he couldn't ask any questions. Obviously, the shopkeeper and Mu Chun's father were by no means ordinary friends, so after seeing the son of the deceased, he was depressed.

Mu Chun didn't know how to mention it for a while, and the shopkeeper was very awkward about Mu Chun's appearance here.

The shopkeeper couldn't help sighing, and asked how Mu Chun's family was, and Mu Chun naturally answered them one by one.

In addition to answering, Mu Chun naturally took this opportunity to ask the shopkeeper about his father.

The shopkeeper avoided talking about it, and he even said to Mu Chun: "I can't remember the past, heh, Mu Qingshan's old boy." ”

After the shopkeeper finished speaking, he picked up the teapot from the well platform and poured it violently, and it was only at this time that Mu Chun smelled that the shopkeeper's teapot was filled with wine instead of tea.

The shopkeeper drank the wine, and asked Mu Chun what he was doing.

Regarding Kunlun Jade, Mu Chun was naturally cautious, and did not confide in the shopkeeper the true purpose of his trip, but only said that he was going to send darts to Xixia, and Mu Chun naturally would not mention what he sent.

The shopkeeper didn't ask deeply, but he asked the wise monk, and he said, "That friend of yours doesn't look like he's with you all the way, you pay attention." ”

The shopkeeper didn't say anything about this, but only casually persuaded him, and then he said, "The virtuous nephew needs to hurry tomorrow, so go back and rest early." ”

Since the shopkeeper had already spoken, Mu Chun couldn't stay here, so he said goodbye to the shopkeeper and went back.

He walked through the curtain again, and when he passed the counter, there was no movement in the account room, and this time when Mu Chun passed by, he didn't even open his eyelids again.

Mu Chun also knew his temperament, so he didn't think it was strange, he even went to the guest room.

He passed by the same room where he had been, and when the door closed, he didn't know what was going on inside. And at the moment when Mu Chun stared at the door, the shopkeeper came out after cleaning up, and said to Mu Chun earnestly: "Mu Daxia, it's cleaned up." Take a look, just tell me if there's anything wrong. ”

The shopkeeper was waiting in front of Mu Chun, and Mu Chun didn't see what was going on inside, so he asked the shopkeeper to go back.

Before the shopkeeper left, Mu Chun thanked the shopkeeper and the shopkeeper again. The shopkeeper repeatedly pushed and said no, and then passed through the lobby and went to the backyard.

Mu Chun casually glanced at this guest room, and knew that Zhi Seng was still in that room, so he turned back and prepared to call Zhi Seng to change rooms together.

Who would have thought that the wise monk didn't appreciate it, Mu Chun pushed the door open and went in, but he already saw the wise monk lying on the collapsed, but his bed was empty.

Mu Chun was rejected by the Zhi Seng and felt a little faceless, but because it was the Zhi Seng who made concessions in the matter of Song Yuer, Mu Chun had no way to deal with the Zhi Seng's current reaction.

Mu Chun looked around the guest room, but when he saw that the floor was still full of mess, he suddenly found that he had gone out to beat the shopkeeper and the iron utensils had rolled under the bed. Although it didn't matter what he had said to Su Yi before, but now that he saw that the iron weapon was under his nose, Mu Chun naturally wouldn't let it be lost easily.

Mu Chun walked to the side of the bed and squatted down, reaching under the bed to reach for the iron weapon. The iron rolled to the innermost position, and Mu Chun straightened his hand, but he still couldn't reach it.

Mu Chun tried twice without success, so he got up and looked at the room with no tools at hand.

He looked around and found nothing to use, so he had no choice but to take out his scimitar, bend down again with the scabbard, prop one hand on the bed, and hold the knife with the other to reach for iron.

This time, he successfully reached the iron tool, and the iron tool rolled out in the direction that Mu Chun was exerting his strength.

When Mu Chun saw this, he let go of the hand that was propped up on the bed, and he was about to pick up the iron.

Unexpectedly, it was Mu Chun's kung fu that let go, and the wooden bed next to him collapsed with a "boom".

With this sound, Mu Chun habitually grabbed the iron tool and turned over to another place to avoid the sawdust caused by it.

When the wise monk heard this movement, he looked at Mu Chun dumbfounded.

Mu Chun was looked at by the wise monk like this, and suddenly felt a little old and red. He had to spread his hands to show that he was innocent, and even pretended to be calm and defended: "It collapsed on its own, and I didn't do anything." ”

The wise monk ignored him, turned over and fell asleep, no matter how to clean up the collapsed bed, and no matter whether it would affect him.

Mu Chun faced the collapsed bed alone, a little helpless, he stood up and put the iron back in his arms, and then looked at the bed under his feet, he had to think like this: What is the matter.

Mu Chun was about to raise his feet to leave this guest room, but he saw that the shopkeeper had already appeared at the door of the guest room in a daze, he looked at Mu Chun and the collapsed bed inside, he couldn't accept what he saw at all, and he couldn't make a sound.

Mu Chun had to clear himself up again: "It collapsed on its own, and I didn't do anything." When Mu Chun spoke, he once again spread his hands to show that he was very innocent.

This time, the shopkeeper didn't make as much fanfare as he did the previous time, he silently took a deep breath, and calmed himself down again, and then he barely squeezed out a smile and said to Mu Chun: "Mu ...... Mu Daxia, don't care about your business. You...... This bed is so old. "What the shopkeeper has said is incoherent.

In this regard, Mu Chun could only say: "Record them in the account, and I will settle them tomorrow." ”

I don't know if the shopkeeper heard Mu Chun's words, he was still standing at the door of the guest room.

Mu Chun glanced at the wise monk who pretended to be asleep, and then looked at the shopkeeper outside the door, he didn't hesitate, he went to the guest room to rest. When he walked out of the guest room, he even closed the door, and even patted the shopkeeper's shoulder with a pretended to be relaxed, and comforted: "This has nothing to do with you, rest early." ”

Mu Chun didn't know if the shopkeeper had listened to his words, anyway, Mu Chun quickly fell asleep when he returned to the guest room this night.

On the second day, Mu Chun woke up early in the morning and heard movement outside the door: it seemed that several people in the inn were chattering in the corridor.

Mu Chun opened the door and looked, and sure enough, he saw that the shopkeeper and the cook's account room were all gathered outside the guest room of the wise monk, but the door was not opened, and they didn't dare to enter without permission, so they just looked at the door with such eyes.

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