Selling her beauty to the ghost king for merit

Bi Qinghe was always open-minded, and the person in front of him was not someone he could tangle with, so he asked quietly without much hesitation: "Mu Ziyun, did you do something wrong?"

"……No."

There are hundreds of people who have called him by first and last name, and even Ge Qinghe, who has not long known him, has called him several times with anger, but now it is the first time he has been called so calmly, even though the tone is still not the same. It was too friendly, but it was enough to shock the heart of the person who was hiding his thoughts, and he was stunned for a long time before he could respond.

"Then why are you so attentive?" Bi Qinghe only regarded his inappropriate expression as embarrassment of being seen through, shook off the water on his hand, and snorted coldly, "You are suspiciously attentive, if you haven't done anything wrong, Is there something you want from me?"

Seeing that Qinghe didn't think about other things, Mu Ziyun heaved a sigh of relief, returned to his usual snarky appearance, and replied: "Why are you so strange, someone cares about you and treats you well, isn't it good?" Why? Why are you always suspicious."

After he finished speaking, he took out a handkerchief from the hidden buckle of his belt, stuffed it into the hand of Qinghe, and added: "I think you are just too lacking in love, you need to get used to it."

"What does it matter to you whether I lack love or not? Stop talking nonsense and get down to business."

The cold-faced beauty raised her eyebrows, unceremoniously accepted all the good intentions he had proffered, and then gave her a slap in the face to show her dissatisfaction, wiped her hands symbolically, and rolled up the handkerchief in her hand The group bar was thrown to the ground, turned and left.

It can be seen from this that Mu Ziyun really knows how to provoke and conceal Qinghe.

"Oh! Why did you throw it away!" Mu Ziyun hurriedly bent down to pick up the handkerchief from the ground, made a heartbroken look, and chased after him, "My mother left this to me too."

It’s okay not to mention it, but when it was mentioned all of a sudden, it made Bi Qinghe think of his unrecovered and missing bracelet, and suddenly became furious, stopped abruptly, turned around, and opened his mouth to curse——

Unexpectedly, when he turned around, before he could open his mouth, his forehead hit the lips of Mu Ziyun who was following closely behind him.

"...Hiss, it hurts—"

When the sharp teeth hit the lips, it will naturally hurt, but it is not too hard to cover it up, and the pain caused is not so unbearable that you want to cry out. At first, Mu Ziyun just frowned. After covering Qinghe's gaze for a moment, he had a flash of inspiration and put on a show.

"You—what are you doing so close to!"

Biqing and this full of anger had just vented, but they were caught off guard by Mu Ziyun's pretending to be weak and interrupted, and then lost the vigor that was full of energy.

He stared at the man covering his mouth for a moment, and could only stare dryly, then said dryly and fiercely: "When are you going to return the bracelet to me? If you hide it and dare not show it to me, could it be that you broken!"

"Your bracelet is made of solid silver, so it's not easy to break." Mu Ziyun rubbed his lower lip with his index finger, and said vaguely, "I will return it to you when the time comes."

He thought for a while, then teased: "Or if you play with me again like last night, I will pay you back."

"Playing with your grandma."

After covering up and cursing this sentence, I realized something. I wanted to get to the bottom of it, but suddenly I heard a moving exclamation from a distance.

"Ouch! My lords, what's going on here!"

Apart from the two of them, the only guests in the inn were ghost messengers in human skins, who made such a big commotion just now, and the only person who could wake up was the inn's night-duty servants.

Seeing the handyman running closer and closer, Bi Qinghe could only put away his unhappiness for a while, pushed Mu Ziyun to deal with the paper mankin still left in the ruins, and then went up to him and stopped him.

The handyman didn't seem to be very old, but he was dark and his face was full of signs of hard work. He was obviously doing dirty and tiring work in this inn for which the reward was not much.

At this moment, when he saw the miserable state of the hut, his slightly hunched back instantly became shorter, his eyebrows raised, and he looked like he was about to be out of breath: "Master, this..."

"It's all right——Liu Qiushou...Brother Liu." Seeing that he was about to pout, he covered up and glanced at the crooked words embroidered on his white padded jacket, and hurriedly comforted him, "I'm sorry, It was I who just saw a scary mouse in the hut, kicked the wooden barrel of water away in desperation, and accidentally broke the pillars of the hut."

When Liu Qiushou heard this, the worried expression on his face became a little more serious, and he asked quickly, "Then, you didn't get hurt anywhere, did you?"

Covering up and shaking his head flatly, he said "it's okay".Liu Qiushou was relieved when he saw that his clothes were neat and clean, and he looked behind him, and asked, "Master... what is that master doing there? The hut is half collapsed, how dangerous it is!" ah."

"It's nothing, I just dropped something, and he is looking for it for me." Covering Qinghe, he moved a step indiscriminately, blocking Liu Qiushou's probing line of sight, and promised, "Don't worry, when your shopkeeper comes, I will I will explain it to him, and I will pay for the hut, and I will not blame you."

Liu Qiu listened, nodded like a chicken pecking rice, and said: "Cheng Chengcheng, my shopkeeper lives next to here, he must have heard the big commotion just now, and he will probably come over now after getting dressed."

As soon as the words fell, he saw a person running in a hurry from a distance, wearing the belt of his coat while running. He was obviously caught off guard by their movement just now. He covered up and took a closer look. It was the two of them who had met yesterday. The innkeeper.

It came fast enough.

Although the two of them didn't do it on purpose, they broke someone else's things, so naturally they have to make up for it. Seeing the person coming now, they naturally have to repeat what they just said to Liu Qiushou. You have to ask for silver taels.

But when Jian Qinghe came to the northwest, he was pulled by Mu Ziyun suddenly, and he didn't have time to prepare, and he didn't have any money on him.

"Mr. shopkeeper, I'm really sorry that I accidentally collapsed the hut of your inn." If you don't have any money, you have to make an apology first, cover it up and apologize, "Don't worry, we will definitely pay for it."

After he finished speaking, he turned his head to look at Mu Ziyun, who was still squatting with his back to him in the messy field, working hard, as if he had entered a state of ecstasy.

He concealed and frowned, he couldn't believe that he had been nagging here for a long time, and Mu Ziyun didn't hear anything, if he didn't come to save the scene at this moment, he must be pretending to be deaf and stupid again, so he could only turn his head back with a sigh of relief Come on, and said with a smile: "I'm sorry, the money is all on him."

The implication is obvious.

The shopkeeper made a look of "I understand, I understand", and asked: "Young master, did you come out to play with that young master, and it is very cold to come out with you. It must be a very good friendship." .”

Covering Qing and smirking, he waved his hands and said, "It's just the grandson of my third aunt, so it's not really a friendship."

After he finished speaking, he turned his head and called to Mu Ziyun: "Come here quickly!"

"Oh, since you are the grandson of the third aunt, you have to call me brother!" Liu Qiushou rubbed his hands aside, looking at Bi Qinghe with a serious face, "Look at the cold weather, that master is still here Helping you find something in this cold and dirty thatch, of course I want to hear something nice."

Covering Qinghe's mouth twitching, he smiled perfunctorily and said, "...excuse me."

Facing outsiders, at this moment, after all, Bi Qinghe had spent the last bit of kindness remaining today, so he turned black and walked towards Mu Ziyun with big strides, grabbing him by the collar and dragging him away stand up.

Looking at Mu Ziyun's slightly innocent appearance, he covered his teeth and said with anger, his tone must have been extremely heavy, but he had to whisper: "Didn't you hear me?"

"I heard." Mu Ziyun clasped his hands in his hands, and explained with a low-browed, willing-to-beat and scold-like look, "But I'm looking for something for you, and I haven't found it yet, why should I reply to you..."

Covering Qing and frowning, he turned his head to look at the ground.

Finding things for himself was naturally the reason he was talking about just now, but Mu Ziyun had really been busy here for a long time, and at this moment he suddenly mentioned, could it be that there is something weird about that paper man?

But the ground was empty, the paper had already disappeared, and even the wooden barrel was restored by Mu Ziyun's magic. Everything was safe and sound. He covered his eyes and pursed his lips, looked away, and asked, "Have you found anything yet?"

Bi Qinghe is used to looking directly at the other person's eyes when speaking, so he naturally looked at Mu Ziyun when he said this, but the moment he moved his eyes from the ground to the other person's face, he clearly noticed The heat from one arm was immediately covered by ice cold.

— was touched.

Jia Qinghe first realized this, and then he looked down, and at the same time when he heard Mu Ziyun say "I found it", he saw clearly what the cool thing on his wrist was—it was him. The silver bracelet that I am thinking of.

"I found it, here it is." Seeing him looking up in astonishment, Mu Ziyun repeated it with a smile, and then he was willing to let go of his hand.

Covering up and looking complicated, I can't tell what kind of emotion it is, I just feel that the smoldering fire in my heart has been snuffed out in an unexpected, gentle and pleasant way, the wood is intact, and I can only breathe in despair. A wisp of blue smoke came out.

"I'm sorry, I called you out in such a panic that you didn't prepare for anything." Mu Ziyun didn't look at the two inn people standing in the cold wind and listening to gossip, but deliberately spoke loudly , and readily untied the purse from his waist, and stuffed it into the hands of Bi Qinghe.

Zhe Qinghe looked at him in surprise, but didn't know what to say, so he could only return with his purse, took out two silver ingots and stuffed them into the innkeeper's hand.

"Thank you very much!" The shopkeeper was so happy to see the silver ingot, he laughed again and again, "You two want to go out to play later?"

Mu Ziyun followed up and said with a smile, "Well, I'll go play with him."

Covering his eyes and frowning, he thought that something terrible happened last night...

"I'm really sorry, thank you both for your understanding. We still have something to do, so we'll take a step forward." After he finished speaking, he raised his eyes and gave Mu Ziyun a look, and then walked away, the meaning of which was self-evident.

Mu Ziyun naturally understood, and while raising his legs to keep up, he didn't forget to add fuel and jealousy: "It's cold outside, go upstairs and get your coat before you go."

Liu Qiushou put his hands into his sleeves, looked at the backs of the two of them leaving, and muttered: "Cousin, I saw that the man in black was very nice to that young man, why is that young man so shy? My brother still doesn't want to call me, but if my elder brother treats me so well, I can wake up laughing from my dreams."

"What is the grandson of the third aunt? Those young masters like to say that. They say they are elder brothers, but in fact they may be elder brothers. That's why they are embarrassed to call it out." The innkeeper held two silver ingots in his hand, He covered his face with a fist and thought he was sharing his opinion in a low voice.

And the cover Qinghe who hadn't gone far could hear it clearly, when the cold wind blew at this moment, he just recovered from Mu Ziyun's kindness and the warmth of the lost bracelet——

I have been tricked again! !