Chapter 34

Staying at home, Murong Yunshu finally stepped out of the house, stepping on some muddy roads and taking green to walk on the street. Maybe it's the reason why it's hard to cool down. The streets of Jinling are crowded and bustling today.

"Miss, shall we go to the teahouse and listen to the storytelling?" Green pointed to the front of a family full of trouble in the teahouse excitedly said.

"Good." Murong Yunshu agreed, and Xu Bu went there.

Little green was overjoyed. "Miss, are you finally interested in gossip?"

"I'm interested in tea." Murong Yunshu said as he walked.

“……” She should have known that people who don't eat fireworks, like Miss, certainly don't eat gossip. Maybe the sky's eight trigrams can arouse her interest, but where to get the sky's eight trigrams? Suddenly, with a flash of inspiration, Green said with a smile, "Miss, the Cowherd and the weaver girl are going to meet soon."

"Well." Murong Yunshu only answered lightly.

Little green sighed, not even interested in the sky, do you want to listen to the underground? Impossible, miss. She doesn't even buy God's account. How can she buy ghosts Ooh! In broad daylight, what are you thinking! Little green quickly shakes her head and tells herself that there is no ghost in her heart. However, the more she thinks about it, the more scared she is. Suddenly, she sees a white face in front of her eyes and screams, "ghost!"

Murong Yunshu stops when he hears the words. His light brows are slightly raised. He looks at her blandly and says, "I only know today that you still have the potential to be a psychic."

After seeing the dead man's white face clearly, green son immediately breathed a sigh of relief and complained: "young master Feng, you are not staying on Huatuo mountain. How did you come to the street to scare people?"

Fengcheng smell speech, forehead Dun three black lines, learn her tone said: "green girl, you don't stay in Murong house, how to run to the street was scared?"

Embarrassed, little green spat out her tongue and looked helpfully at her master.

Murong Yunshu smiles at Fengcheng and says, "young master Feng, I've met you again."

Fengcheng looked at her carefully for a moment and said happily, "you look good."

Murong Yunshu green eyebrow pick, noncommittal, "tea?"

"Just finished."

"Then have another drink."

"Tea can hurt you. You can buy me a drink."

"I heard that the teahouse provides boiled water for free."

Feng Cheng laughs, "dare feeling, you are reluctant to give up wine money?"

"Don't worry, you are indispensable to the diagnosis." With that, Murong Yunshu walked slowly into the teahouse, glanced at the lobby, and finally walked to the second floor and sat down on the empty seat by the window. Opposite is a pair of storytellers.

Fengcheng sat down on her left and asked, "how do you know I'm here to see a doctor for you?"

"It's poison."

Fengcheng once again chuckled, "your obsessive-compulsive disorder is quite serious." No matter what, always according to her ideas, even a statement is not let go, really and cherish month very similar. It's not the same person, but how lucky is it to meet such a similar person Unfortunately, his luck ran out years ago.

Nature is a real fool.

The corner of Fengcheng's mouth overflows a bitter smile. The smile is full of endless sadness in Murong Yunshu's eyes, as if the eyes are covered with a layer of dark clouds. How can you smile. She frowned a little, looked at him one more time, and then said, "at this time, you don't go to Shaolin Temple in Xizhou, but you appear in Jinling. I can't think of any other reasons except detoxifying me." What's more, Chu Changge must have learned about her poisoning from the pot cook at this time. It's expected that she will find Fengcheng, the best doctor, to detoxify her. In fact, that's what she meant when she asked the cook to send him a letter.

"Then you should know who sent me." Every time Chu Changge is mentioned, Fengcheng always has a sense of helplessness and indignation that "he Shengliang is better than Yu". Why is Chu Changge always one step ahead of him no matter what

Murong Yunshu didn't make a sound. He bowed his head and drank tea in silence, which was regarded as the default.

The two grandfathers and grandsons who were talking to each other were singing together, talking about the gratitude and hatred between Murong mansion, Mingjian villa, Zhenyuan escort agency and the demon sect. The teahouse full of people listened with relish, and there were even many children sitting on the floor in front of them, lining up, with small heads on their backs, concentrating for fear of missing something.

Suddenly, the old man with gorgeous hair knocked on the flower drum and asked with round eyes, "guess what the leader of the demon sect did after he learned that Murong Yunshu was poisoned?"

"Ah? Murong Yunshu poisoned? What's the poison? Will you die? Granddad, speak quickly, speak quickly The granddaughter pulled the old man by the sleeve.

"Don't worry, don't worry." The old man laughed and said, "don't worry, the leader of the demon sect has great powers. He will never let his beloved die."

The granddaughter raised her nose and asked, "why isn't he in Jinling now?"

"That's because he's in Shuzhou!"

"What is he doing in Shuzhou?"

"Of course, I'll settle with Xiao Liang Wang!" The old man hit the flower drum and said, "the poison on Murong Yunshu is from the king of Xiaoliang. So Chu Changge said that if Murong Yunshu had any accident, he would be buried with the whole family of the king of Liang!""Scared! How dare he even kill the Lord? "

"What is that? For that Chu Changge, killing an emperor is just like stepping on an ant. "

"It's a felony to kill the king!" The granddaughter said with a scared face.

With a kind face, the old man stroked his white beard and said with a faint smile: "no one in this world dares to destroy the nine ethnic groups of Chu Changge."

"Grandfather, you're not lying, are you? Is he really that good? "

The old man touched the sparse white beards and said, "no one in today's world can get out of it."

At this time, several captors rushed upstairs and began to arrest people without saying a word.

"Grandfather..."

"Xiaoqing..."

The constable raised his hand and said, "take these two bewitching grandparents and grandchildren back to the Yamen for trial!"