Princess Gong Yu was a little embarrassed by her dodging movements, smiled, and withdrew her hand.

When the young man saw Mu Qingfu and Princess Gong Yu, his eyes burst into light, and a smile appeared on his face.

Lu Rao turned her head and glanced at Mu Qing, who had no words or deeds, but had a strong sense of existence, and simply stood up and stood aside.

"The third son of the half-step god, Princess Gong Yu, the lord of the Ethereal Valley, I can see two real people at one time, and today is really lucky!" the young man smiled stupidly.

Mu Qingyan glanced at him and bowed slightly.

When the young man saw that Mu Qingfu would greet him, he suddenly didn't know where he went, maybe he really wanted to say a word about this trip in vain.

"Little brother, are you helping this sister tell her fortune?" Princess Gong Yu likes the young man's personality very much, and she seems to be very easy to get along with.

The young man nodded, scratched his hair and said, "This young lady has lost something very important, and she is asking me to help her find it!"

Hearing this, Princess Kongyu moved her eyes to Lu Rao again, and found that the white veil on her forehead was dyed red, and she didn't believe the young man's words in her heart, but she also knew that the young man and Lu Rao would not tell her the truth.

Mu Qingyan glanced at Lu Rao, the eyes of the two people met, and they didn't know what they understood from each other's eyes, only to see that both of them nodded slightly.

Princess Gong Yu lowered her eyes and pondered, not noticing the small movements of the two, but the young man saw this in his eyes and remembered it in his heart, and at the same time had a guess in his heart.

"Did the little brother help this sister find it?"

The young man really couldn't lie, and nodded stubbornly in front of Princess Kongyu's clear and translucent eyes.

Princess Kongyu didn't know why she cared so much about Lu Rao's affairs, she just felt that she had to take care of it, otherwise something inevitable would happen, which would make it difficult for her to accept.

The young man took out a black rope, handed it to Lu Rao, and said, "When you go back, put this rope on your left wrist, and you will get what you want." ”

Lu Rao took the black rope and said sincerely: "Thank you, master." ”

The boy shook his head and said nothing more.

Lu Rao glanced at Princess Gong Yu and Mu Qing, saluted the young man, and left.

Princess Gong Yu chased her until she was out of sight.

Mu Qingyan took her hand and said, "Let's go." ”

Princess Gong Yu nodded and said goodbye to the young man, "See you next time." ”

The young man nodded, his eyes moved to Mu Qing's body, revealing a tangled look, and when he and Princess Gong Yu turned to leave, he finally couldn't help but speak: "Sometimes taking a step back does not mean compromise, but to better grasp sovereignty." ”

Mu Qing turned his head, glanced at him, and bowed slightly.

Princess Gong Yu raised her head and looked at Mu Qing in confusion, unable to figure out why the young man said such a thing to him.

However, obviously this time, Mu Qingyan didn't plan to solve her puzzles.

The two of them walked back slowly, and the young man looked at the backs of the two, made a cheering motion, and then smiled.

On the square, this scene that happened fell into the eyes of some people, who exchanged glances with each other and quietly left one or two people.

And all these teenagers are unaware.

The young man pursued a daily calculation, and today he has already calculated that he naturally does not plan to set up a stall anymore, and when the stall is about to be closed, he is ready to leave.

"Last time, Xianghualou glanced at it in a hurry, and this son thought he had recognized the wrong person, but when I saw it today, it turned out to be a witch boy!"

The boy looked in the direction from which the voice came, and he was a well-known celebrity.

"The eldest fourth son?"

Mu Qingjue played with the bamboo jade in his hand and asked with a smile: "Doesn't Wu Gongzi plan to calculate it for Ben Gongzi?"

The young man waved his hand and smiled embarrassedly: "The fourth prince knows that I am not a Taoist child, I don't know fortune telling, I can only witchcraft, divination, etc., and I can't change it if I calculate it every day." ”

Mu Qingjue was amused by his serious look.

"You don't have to be serious, this son is just playing a joke with you. ”

The boy scratched his head, smiled and stopped talking.

It turned out that he was the one who chased Mu Qing to death that time when Princess Gongyu wanted to figure out what was going on with the embroidery on his clothes, and chased all the way to Xianghualou, the person in the corner of the hall of Xianghualou!

It's not a long time apart, but I'm afraid only Mu Qingjue, a person who has "nothing to do", remembers such a trivial matter.

Mu Qingjue raised the corner of her eyes, "Accompany my son to have a drink?"

The young man was pleased and immediately nodded in response.

He is a poor child, the last time he went to Xianghualou for dinner, he spent all his savings, not to mention, he was cheated by someone, and now the fourth son of Mu Tianzhu's Mansion is entertaining, how can he not be a little pompous!

Mu Qingjue liked his upper way, and the two of them walked towards a restaurant one after the other.

When the two came to the restaurant, Mu Qingjue directly waved her hand and booked a private room with a heavenly name, which was for the use of the teenager for a long time, and then instructed the boss to give all the signature dishes.

The young man watched the whole process, his eyes lit up, looking at Mu Qingjue's eyes like seeing a living Bodhisattva who rescued the suffering, a great good person!

Mu Qingjue picked the corner of his eyes, glanced at him for a second, and walked upstairs with a hot head.

Although this restaurant is not as famous as Xianghualou, the delicious food inside is really delicious.

The boy has wanted to come here for a long time, and now he finally has a feast.

Mu Qingjue poured himself a glass of sake, tasted it carefully, glanced at him occasionally, and only felt that he was very funny when he ate, it seemed that as long as he could eat it, it was a unique delicacy in his eyes, which could make people have an instant appetite, but he was not a person with a heavy appetite, he only loved good tea, and wine was only a little taste.

When the young man saw Mu Qingjue looking at him, he smiled happily at him, and then buried his head in eating, and his mouth was full of oil.

Mu Qingjue thought, how can this have the demeanor of the son of the Wu family, but like a poor little beggar in distress, hehe......

The boy is almost sixteen this year, a few months older than Princess Gong Yu, and Mu Qingjue and Mu Qingshu are almost seventeen, but many times, the two are not like teenagers, and when peers stand with them, they will always treat them as adults, and unconsciously take them as the leader.

The young man had eaten for more than an hour, and had eaten almost all the wine and food on a large table, before rubbing his stomach, leaning back in his chair, and showing a pleasant smile.

Seeing this, Mu Qingjue smiled, put down the wine glass in his hand, and asked, "Have you eaten enough?"

The young man smashed his mouth and said happily: "You're full, you're really a good person!"

When Mu Qingjue heard this, he hooked his lips and smiled, hoping that in the future, he would still feel that he was a good person.

He wiped his hand on the bamboo jade on his waist, and when he landed on his hand, an open light purple manzhu sawa appeared, and he raised it in front of the young man's eyes.

At first glance, the young man looked at him with some surprise, not understanding whether he was going to give him flowers or ...... When he looked at it again, he was so frightened that he ate what was in his stomach and almost threw up.

"Ahem...... cough cough cough ...... "He propped his hands on the table, pounded his chest with one hand, and his movements were too big and too urgent, and he suddenly burst into breath, and his whole lung hurt.

Mu Qingjue casually discarded the Manzhu Sawa in his hand on the table, got up, walked over, poured him a cup of tea, and handed it to him.

The boy almost coughed up his lungs, his whole face was flushed, his round eyes were shining brightly.

He snatched the teacup from his hand, drank the tea in one gulp, let out a long sigh of relief, and lay on the back of the chair like a lump of mud, unwilling to move.

Mu Qingjue took out a white handkerchief from his cuffs, wiped the sweat beads on his face, wiped the oil stains from the corners of his mouth, and threw the white handkerchief on his body when he looked over, smiling proudly.

The young man's ears turned red imperceptibly, and he said, "Thank you." ”

Mu Qingjue bowed, turned around and sat back.

The young man came back to his senses and almost slapped himself in the face, obviously the one in front of him was extremely arrogant, the arrogance that belonged to the children of the family, that was vividly displayed!

His gaze fell on Manzhu Sawa on the table, and then moved to the wine and food that was swept away by him, and then looked at Mu Qingjue aggrievedly, why did he think that he was a good person! Why did he think about the pie falling from the sky, so that he would not die and fall on him!? Obviously, he was very lucky today, but he didn't expect to carry it directly home!

Mu Qingjue took out a small porcelain bottle and threw it to him.

The young man stretched out his hand to catch it and looked at him puzzled, this time he didn't dare to accept Mu Qingjue's things casually.

"You were wounded, and he healed you. ”

After he mentioned this, the young man remembered that he had been cursed and devoured for Lu Rao before.

He smiled bitterly, poured out the medicine in the small porcelain bottle, only one, and swallowed it neatly.

After he took it, he was shocked to realize that this medicine was actually repairing the soul, and he couldn't help but glance at Mu Qingjue, and his heart was furious about what he was going to say next, I am afraid that it is even more tricky than Lu Rao's matter!

The young man used to divinate for Lu Rao, but he was cursed and devoured, which hurt his soul, but now Mu Qingjue's medicine came in time, and his damaged soul was repaired.

Should he boast that he is worthy of being a world-famous peerless doctor? At a glance, you can see what injuries he has suffered and what medicine he needs!

"The fourth son, please tell me if you have something!"

The successive frightes had already made his heart very strong, and he was really ready to be frightened again!

During this time, Ben Gongzi always felt that something was missing in his mind, but he couldn't find any clues after thinking about it, until Ben Gongzi inadvertently got this thing. ”

The young man's gaze followed his line of sight and fell on Manzhu Sahua, "What is missing from the fourth son?"

"Some memories. ”

The young man looked at his somewhat serious face suspiciously, and asked, "If there is a lack of memory, there will be a memory gap, how can you ......?"

Mu Qingjue hooked her eyebrows, and said arrogantly and coldly: "Could it be that Wu Gongzi doesn't know the reason?"

The young man was quite embarrassed by what he said: "I really don't know. ”

The coldness on Mu Qingjue's face dissipated a lot, and he still said arrogantly: "Have you ever heard of the law of forgetting?"

The young man was stunned, and immediately nodded: "Naturally, I have heard of it." ”

Mu Qingjue raised the corner of his eyes and looked at him with a smile.

The young man only felt that he was like a pinprick in his eyes, and he wanted to run away, and said in fear: "Is the fourth son of the elder trying to find a way to crack it?" or do you want to recover the lost memory?"

Mu Qingjue gave him a decent look, and said leisurely: "If you can solve both, it would be great." ”

The young man immediately stood up and shook his head vigorously, as if this could not express his strong protest, his hands also shook vigorously, and said: "I don't believe it, I can only find a way to get back the lost memories for you as much as possible, the law of memory and forgetfulness is the law that the Libai True God has realized by himself, for thousands of years, no one has ever solved it, and let the lost memories return, only Dihua Shenjun and Mutian Emperor have done it, and I may not be able to do it!"

Mu Qingjue smiled, "Aren't you a person who aspires to become a god?"

The young man said deflatedly: "But I haven't even become an immortal now!"

"Hehe......" Mu Qingjue chuckled twice, "If you can successfully solve these two things, I will help you become a god!"

The boy just wants to grab Manzhu Sawa and make a fool of him, he can crack the law of memory and forgetfulness of the pear white true god, master, I have become a god, even more powerful than the pear white true god, okay!?

Mu Qingjue ignored his face as if he had eaten a fly, and looked at him quite seriously, waiting for him to give him an answer.

The young man grabbed his hair, which was already the hair of the head of the chicken nest, which was even more distinctive, Mu Qingjue saw it and smiled unkindly.

"I still think it's more hopeful that I will become a god myself. ”

Mu Qingjue's eyes suddenly changed when he looked at him, and the air in the entire private room instantly froze.

He looked at him tremblingly, didn't he just tell the truth!

Mu Qingjue was very satisfied with his reaction and smiled.

The young man only felt that spring returned to the earth in an instant, and all flowers bloomed - yes, sure enough, none of these children of the family had a good heart!

"Ben Gongzi thinks that your IQ is still more suitable for solving the two things at hand. ”

The young man looked at him with a meaningful smile, and only felt that this was a tsundere fox who couldn't afford to lose!

"Don't worry, I will definitely become a god!"

Mu Qingjue smiled and saw that the young man did not admit defeat, and swore an unwavering obsession without saying a word.

Seeing this, the young man followed his example, picked the corners of his eyes, and raised his chin slightly, "I will definitely become a god earlier than you!"

Mu Qingjue bowed slightly.

"Hey?!" the boy was a little surprised by his response, wasn't it a mockery that he was not self-sufficient?

Mu Qingjue stretched out his slender and white fingers, picked up Manzhu Shahua, and said with a light smile: "This son became an immortal at the age of three, and became famous for his medical skills at the age of thirteen, and you, who have no reputation and poor qualifications, the only thing that can be praised is the identity of the young master of the Wu family." ”

The young man looked at him with shame and annoyance, and a little confused, what did it mean to believe him and belittle him?

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