Selling her beauty to the ghost king for merit

After the ghostly man led a few government soldiers to leave, there was so much commotion that every commoner who passed by the alley had to poke their heads in to take a look.

Although Bi Qinghe would look back blankly and with great integrity, his flushed face was obviously not convincing.

The number of times they looked at each other was nearly half a hundred, and everyone would tease and smack their tongues after watching them. When they walked away, the mocking voice was still floating in the air, covering up and waved their hands helplessly, covering the entrance of the alley with spells, and the two were separated. Two walls merged into one.

Later, people couldn't find the entrance of this alley, so naturally they couldn't point to them anymore. He only felt that the six sense organs were much quieter, but there was something that made him unable to relax at the moment—Mu Ziyun was still holding him in his arms. There was absolutely no intention of changing positions.

No one would believe anyone who said it wasn't intentional, not to mention that this person always likes to fool himself.

Covering Qinghe's entire back against the wall, thinking of this, the back of his head hit the wall lightly a few times, as if he was trying to suppress his emotions, and then he gritted his teeth and reminded: "Is it fun? Don't let it go!" I come down?"

Mu Ziyun was very smart, and could always sense whether Jian Qinghe was on the verge of rage. Seeing his small movements at this moment, he felt something was wrong in his heart, and hurriedly put him down.

According to his usual style, he would not be Mu Ziyun if he suppressed Qinghe and did such a thing without teasing a few words, but the present Lord Ghost King seems to have a big concern, so that the eloquent mouth is silenced.

"That person seems to know you." Biqinghe patted the ashes on his clothes, didn't pay attention to him, and naturally didn't notice that Mu Ziyun's heart was in a mess at the moment, he just thought his silence was in deep thought.

Mu Ziyun stared at Qingqing and Yu's red faces for a long time, and only recovered after hearing his voice, and stretched out his hand while responding, and very naturally took off the moss ash stuck on his hair.

He moved so fast that he could only see a black shadow flashing in front of him. He didn't see what he was doing at all, so he raised his head to look at him, but saw Mu Ziyun staring at him.

It was only then that Yan Qinghe noticed that something was wrong with him, and asked, "What's wrong with you? What did you do just now?"

"You have a small piece of moss dust on your hair." Mu Ziyun confessed after being caught by him.

He was really scared by Mu Ziyun, especially in such an inexplicable situation. He stared at Mu Ziyun for a long time with scrutiny, and then said: "Next time you just tell me, I will take it myself." , don’t always be hands-on.”

Mu Ziyun didn't show any expression, he just replied, "Okay."

The atmosphere was gradually developing towards an immeasurable place, and he covered it up and quickly brought the topic back on track, saying: "You haven't answered me yet, that person has been looking at you before leaving, does he know you?"

"That man's name is Yan Yeyun." Mu Ziyun said with a rare serious look, "He is under the old ghost king's hands."

Although they didn't know each other well, the image of the old ghost king was really not good in his mind, so he frowned as it should have been, and said, "Shouldn't the old ghost king abdicate and go to retire? The man not only came out to wander around, but also happened to be bumped into by us, don't you have a grudge against him, didn't he come here for you?"

Mu Ziyun shook his head and said: "Maybe it's just a coincidence. I'll send someone to investigate later. It's not suitable to stay here for a long time. Let's get him out first."

"Well, it's a trick to take him out in a fair and honest way." Cover Qinghe nodded, then straightened Ding Wenyu's body, drew a few random strokes on his body and face with his fingers, and asked again, "But Where are you going to get him? You can't get him back to Chi Wenying's house. "

Mu Ziyun looked at Ding Wenyu and replied: "The tattoo on his hand doesn't mean 'Leave the mansion first, Pinellia is here to find', we just take him out, someone will look for him."

And Ding Wenyu watched the ups and downs of the drama from the sidelines, his jaw almost dropped in shock, he didn't respond to being covered up and tossed and tossed, and he was completely dumbfounded.At this moment, the two of them realized that they wanted to take me away, and quickly interrupted: "Wait, how do you two know that what the tattoo says is true? What if it is a trap?"

"Right or wrong, it's useless to think about it now." Mu Ziyun persuaded, "You don't remember anything, if you need to prove its authenticity before you can go out, wouldn't you want to stay in this alley forever?"

Ding Wenyu showed embarrassment: "It's been a while since I looked at this tattoo, but I still woke up at the gate of the mansion this morning, which proves that I have already fled many times, but I couldn't escape completely... Although I don't remember the reason, I understand the reason." I don't want to risk the resistance of that place."

"That's because you haven't met us before when you fled." Jie Qinghe continued, then grabbed Ding Wenyu and twisted his body to look left and right, obviously very satisfied with his masterpiece.

Ding Wenyu didn't speak, but kept quiet and said again: "Aren't you curious about who Banxia is? This tattoo is exquisite and obviously puts a lot of effort into it. Whether it is done voluntarily by you or forced by someone else, it shows that this 'Banxia' came from You are a very important person."

Although Ding Wenyu suffered from amnesia, it was not mental retardation. He looked at the tattoo on his arm for a long time before he compromised and said, "Okay, I'll listen to you, as long as no one recognizes it."

"...Don't worry." Seeing what Ding Wenyu looks like now, Mu Ziyun suddenly folded his arms and snorted softly, his tone became cold, and he said lightly, "No one in Heding City can recognize you. .”

There is no template for the appearance of the caster, and it is all up to the caster to imagine. Ding Wenyu is a celebrity in the city, and there are not a few people who are familiar with his appearance. He must be armed from head to toe to the hair to hide it.

But Jia Qinghe didn't have the time to think of a brand new appearance for him, that would be too energy-intensive, and he couldn't remember a few people at all, so he chose the most familiar human figure in his mind as an empty shell, and directly put it in It fell on Ding Wenyu.

This person is none other than the "culprit" who caused him and Mu Ziyun to quarrel last night - Guo Chengyun, the ghost king's close servant.

However, among the three people present, only Mu Ziyun was struggling with this matter, and even asked bluntly: "The trick of blinding one's eyes requires one's full attention, Qinghe, do you really want to see him?"

"What does it mean to want to see him very much? I just remembered his appearance just now." Concealed and perfunctory, he checked the details carefully to ensure that no one would see him, so he patted Ding Wenyu on the shoulder and said, " Well, let's go like this."

The enchantment is a barrier that isolates the space in the alley from the turmoil of the street. Now that the barrier is lifted, it feels like a world apart.

Zhe Qinghe walked in front, and Mu Ziyun and Ding Wenyu followed behind. Since they had no destination, Zhe Qinghe just walked and stopped all the way, stopping at almost every small stall selling exquisite gadgets, which set off the two of them. The portrait is very similar to the book boy who followed the young master to go out.

Ding Wenyu held back for a long time before mustering up the courage to talk to Mu Ziyun and ask the question in his heart: "My lord, I have a question..."

"Ask." Mu Ziyun spoke concisely, his gaze never leaving the figure that covered Qinghe.

"What's the relationship between that son and you? Although I have lost my memory, I also know what you did in the alley just now... It's not something ordinary people can do to each other." Ordinary people always have gossip factors, and Ding Wenyu even deliberately Lowered the volume.

It's a pity that Qinghe is a god, even if Ding Wenyu lowered the volume, he could still hear it, but Mu Ziyun didn't want to be struck by thunder, so he smiled and asked, "Then what kind of relationship do you think it should be to do such a thing? "

"At least it has to be...that kind of relationship." Ding Wenyu paused for a moment, seemingly hesitant and unsure, unable to think of what adjective this should be, and said bluntly, "It's the kind of relationship that makes people happy when they see each other. Always want to follow the other party, do not want to separate the relationship."

Mu Ziyun raised his eyebrows and asked, "Are you saying you like it? Judging by your expression, there should be someone in your heart."

"Hi..." Ding Wenyu frowned rarely, with a troubled look, and then lowered his head and meditated.

This is originally the simplest word in the emotional world, and even a child who is just learning to speak can understand how to express it, but when it falls into Ding Wenyu's mouth, it is unexpectedly extremely strange, and it even annoys him.

It would be too much to say that this is the effect of amnesia. Mu Ziyun stared at him for a long time, and just pulled him to cover up and wanted to explain to him, when he saw a figure flashing by out of the corner of his eye, as if he was following him .

When he looked back, he saw nothing.

"What's wrong?" Yan Qinghe asked him.

Mu Ziyun secretly pulled Ding Wenyu between the two of them, and replied: "Someone is watching us, it should be that Ban Xia who came here."

Worried that he would startle the snake, Ge Qinghe didn't look back, and said: "This action is quite fast, and it is not a good thing to think about."

At this moment, Ding Wenyu suddenly said: "There is a familiar aura."

"What aura?" Ge Qinghe looked at him, ever since he saw Ding Wenyu, he hadn't noticed any aura other than human scent on him, but that's what the soldier said, what exactly is this aura?

Ding Wenyu sniffed it, and replied: "It smells sweet... It's a breath that makes you happy when you smell it."

As soon as he finished speaking, someone grabbed his hand from behind the next moment, which made him turn around in a hurry.

"you…"

It was a woman who caught Ding Wenyu. She was delighted at first, but she was a little surprised when she saw Ding Wenyu's appearance. She obviously felt that she had recognized the wrong person, so she quickly let go of her hand, and her big eyes looked at him. Go, but unwilling to leave as if reconciled.

"...Ban, Banxia?" Ding Wenyu struggled and finally asked these two words.

Before waiting for the girl to answer, Zhe Qinghe took a step forward and grabbed her wrist, asking: "Chi... Pinellia?"

"How do you know I'm... because of my appearance?" The girl paused, and quickly pulled Ding Wenyu behind her.

Covering his face and crossing his arms, he said calmly, "Of course, you are very similar to your sister."