Chapter 30

"It was embroidered by Bai Jin."

Miaomiao looks back at him. Mu Sheng always shows his hair. This white hair band is almost always on his body. Since he values the hair band from his adoptive mother, it seems that the relationship between them is not so bad.

"That Mu elder sister's mother, treats you also to be quite good."

Mu Sheng didn't answer. He scratched a scorn on his face. He took the demon handle and knocked on the table: "how do you send your letter?"

Miaomiao put the envelope in his arms: "I've already inquired about it. There's a senior official going to Jiangnan. He can ask his entourage to take it. Today he's going to take a boat in the southern suburbs."

She muttered, "the mountains are high and the waters are far away. It's so troublesome to send a letter." To the small package carefully packed two pieces of snacks, with eyes asked Mu Sheng: "Hey, enough?"

The boy frowned at her and said, "what do you want me to do?"

Ling Miaomiao asked, "don't you go with me?"

"Why should I go with you?" For a moment, a sneer flashed in her eyes, "Oh, Miss Ling is afraid of getting lost?"

Miaomiao catches his ridicule. The black and white apricot's eyes twinkle with a smile. He neither denies nor refutes: "yes."

She tied the parcel and tied it skillfully, "sister Mu said early in the morning that we should investigate the case in two ways. She and brother Liu have been busy for so many days. We've been staying idle in the room. It's not very good. "

Ling Miaomiao knows most of the plots. The original part of sending a letter seems to be unintentional, but it leads to endless disturbances in the following text. From this point of view, as an NPC, she is duty bound to promote the plot.

Mu Sheng narrowed his eyes: "do you want to investigate the case by the way?"

Ling Miaomiao's face was sincere: "it's so hot outside. If we don't run, we have to admire our sister. Do you have the heart?"

After two hours in Liuyue palace, Lu Jiu's back was completely wet. Walking on the way out of the palace, although the steps are still a little frivolous, they are much more relaxed than before.

He hung his head, let Mu Yao half a body, but mu Yao slow down, deliberately walk side by side with him.

"It's said that Mr. Lu's chenxiangju business is very prosperous. It's the only one in Chang'an city."

Lu Jiu wiped the sweat on his forehead and said with a modest smile: "where, where, the businessmen of the lower nine classes, barely make a living."

Mu Yao looked back at his face. Lu Jiu is no more than a weak champion. He is already a famous incense master in Chang'an city. He has made great progress every day. What a businessman does today is to keep a low profile, be tactful, and even be a little afraid of the time.

Mu Yao looked at him for a long time before she opened her mouth. She couldn't hear her anger or joy It's right for Mr. Lu to be wise and protect himself, but he must be worthy of his conscience. "

When she spoke, the glass pupil was very clear, and the tears under the corner of her eyes were cold and clear. She looked so pure that she could not be deceived and malicious.

Lu Jiu's steps suddenly stopped, and his body trembled slightly. He quickly lowered his voice and said, "Miss mu, this matter is too complicated. I advise you not to go on the investigation..."

Mu Yao's eyebrows flashed a little doubt, and said quietly, "what does Mr. Lu mean?"

Seeing Lu Jiu hesitating, Mu Yao subconsciously turns back to look for Liu Fu's figure. However, he walks side by side with Duanyang emperor Ji, who is wearing a bright haze, and falls far behind. She can hardly see her face clearly.

She looked back silently, with a trace of emotion in her voice: "don't worry, we catch demons all our lives, only for the well-being of the people. We are not afraid of demons, and we are not afraid of power."

Lu Jiu hesitated for a moment and sighed: "we businessmen have made friends who are very knowledgeable and know a lot of information..." He clenched his teeth and lowered his voice. "Mr. mu, you have been to the Royal Xingshan temple. What do you think of it?"

"Great momentum." Mu Yao pondered for a moment, "but I have a little doubt I don't know much about feng shui, but I remember that the back of the main hall should be close to the mountain. Xingshan temple is so close to the city, and there are lots of open spaces all around. It seems that it's not proper. "

Lu Jiu shook his head and sighed: "you are right. Fengshui in temples should stand at midnight and sit on the dead line, so as to jump out of the three realms and not in the five elements. At the beginning of the construction of Xingshan temple, the alchemists chose the most suitable place, that is, the place next to the mountain. "

"The reason why you feel strange is that The Xingshan Temple ten years ago is not the one you see. "

Under the wooden window, the luxuriant Hemerocallis half covers the Palace Road, and the petite figure stands in the shadow of the beech tree.

"Pei Yun, if you know anything, just say it. We still have many things to do." The inner warden of the silk official robe looked anxiously at the girl's gloomy face with the dust in his arms.

“…… Diji seems to like that Liu Fangshi. " Pei Yun was holding a food box in his hand, hesitating and worried under his long eyelashes.

"Then you..."

They whispered and talked for a while. One left and one right separated, and their figure disappeared at both ends of the fork.

"Hum, sure enough..."

Fengyang palace window frame is a scene frame, frame live such a secret scene. The mantis catches the cicada, the Yellow sparrow is behind.The wooden window was closed lightly, and several maids in the window looked at each other with a twinkling look. "Sister Peiyu, it turns out that sister Peiyun has really been in contact with people in other palaces..."

"Shh..." Peiyu's childish face showed a look of resentment, "give me to bear it, one day I will seize her handle and hand over her to Diji!"

The more you go to the southern suburbs, the more sparse the magnificent ochre cornices are. There are lots of weeds on the plain, and the grass leaves are half a person's height. At the bottom of the plain, there are continuous fertile fields, and you can't see the end at a glance.

Glare of sunlight in the lush trees, on the ground cast copper money as bright spot.

Ling Miaomiao jumped down from the horse with Mu Sheng and quickly hid in the shade of the tree. His neck was burning with pain and his whole body was steaming.

Mu Sheng is black all over his body. His horsetail is high and his hair is swept behind his back. He doesn't even have a drop of sweat on his face. It's against the common sense of physics.

Ling Miaomiao leaned against the tree and drank half a pot of water, but there was still a lot of leakage. The water flowed down his neck into the collar of light purple shangru.

Ling Miaomiao is greedy for coolness, and shangru is made of ice silk, revealing a thin belt around her neck. After soaking in water, the ribbon became more and more bright red, reflecting the snow-white skin. The collision color, like a thin snake, went straight to the heart.

Mu Sheng saw horizontal anger: "is your mouth a leaky pot?"

The girl stopped and wiped her mouth: "I'm sorry..." Before his voice fell, the shame disappeared immediately. He looked him up and down for a long time and said strangely, "Why are you not hot at all?"

Mu Sheng showed a sneering smile, didn't want to pay attention to her at all, turned around and left. Ling Miaomiao followed closely: "drink some water?"

He hesitated for a moment, turned back to take it, looked up to drink water, and suddenly felt Miaomiao's focus on his face. His long eyelashes moved slightly and met her eyes: "what are you looking at me for?"

Ling Miaomiao's cheeks were flushed with heat, and her eyes narrowed slightly, reflecting the light: "learn how to drink without leaking."

“……” Murmur turned his back to drink.

The letter has been sent out. Mu Sheng leads the horse with his left hand and follows a half dead Ling Miaomiao on the right. He is still walking south aimlessly. The sun is burning, but I don't know why, accompanied by someone, this road has gone particularly calm.

"It's so hot..." The girl's biggest fear in her life is summer. Ling Miaomiao covers her face with her palm and drags her heavy steps on the tree trunk.

Mu Sheng's shadow falls under his boots, purses his thin lips and walks in the hot sun with ease. Yu Guang keeps looking at Ling Miaomiao's figure.

He didn't understand how the girl next to him suddenly fell like a dehydrated plant, lying in a ball, like being sucked dry. Especially when she accidentally touched his clothes, as if she had been bitten to one side, he didn't control it at the moment, pulled her over, and his eyes sank: "what are you hiding?"

"Can you feel yourself..." Ling Miaomiao's face is in tears. He leads Mu Sheng's hand to his chest. The black short fight has been scalded by the sun.

Mu Sheng calm face, silent to loosen the wrist strap, the sleeve rolled to the elbow, revealing the white arm, unconvinced to signal her to touch again.

Miao Miao was startled by this action. She didn't dare to refute the face of Black Lotus. She reached out and touched it carefully. Her eyes immediately widened.

She exclaimed at the bottom of her heart: "is it really the flesh and blood?"

This weather, who is cool, who is uncle, she instinctively close, ice silk Ru gently rubbed his exposed skin, hot palm constantly rubbed his arm, the whole person happily pasted up, with a faint aroma.

Young people's senses suddenly become extremely sensitive, can't help but immediately put down the sleeve: "Miss Ling can't be a little more reserved."

If he were a cat, she would be bald now. This person is very cheeky. One second, she can't avoid him. The next second, she thinks he is human ice. She can not only touch him, but also hold him up at any time.

Ling Miaomiao shrunk aside and muttered, "didn't Mr. Mu ask me to touch it?"

"What?"

Ling Miaomiao waved a truce, and even had no strength to argue with him. After taking two steps, he could not help but asked cautiously, "Musheng, how long will we be here?"

"Where are you going?" He sneered, "we're not going back at all. We're going south all the time."

"What?" Ling Miaomiao almost collapsed and turned around, "are you sure? I see one on all sides. "

As soon as the young man drew his lips, he was full of sarcasm under his feather lashes. He attached it to her ear and said softly, "when you go out, you are confused and you die in a foreign land. You often don't know the way."

Ling Miaomiao dared not to be angry. She pursed her lips again and again, and her face was helpless Are we going back to Taicang? "

Mu sound also feel boring, spin body patted horseback, cold way: "then go back, mount."

"Murmur!"

He turned around and saw the breeze blowing up her frivolous Ru skirt and hair. She looked at the other end of the ridge from a distance, reached out and pointed to the gray shadow in the distance, and hid it in the weeds: "look..."Suddenly, the high grass was blown low by the strong wind, and a ray of sunlight was shining on the exposed eaves tiles. It was like being reflected by the lens, turning into a glare and coming straight at people's eyes. Ling Miaomiao instinctively dodged.

Under the cliffs of the cornices, there are many branches winding upward. The jade steps are gray, just like the dead bones in the grass. A magnificent mirage appears out of thin air.

Ling Miaomiao looks back at Musheng hesitantly: "we Back to Xingshan temple? "

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