Take a look at that dignified Mr. Gu

Mu Langqing came back to his senses and took a step back.

The man glanced at him and said calmly: "Running around late at night, 20 taels will be deducted from the monthly bill."

Mu Langqing was at a loss: "...monthly money?"

The man in front of him conjured a piece of paper out of nowhere, and gently unfolded it: "Your contract of prostitution has fingerprints."

Mu Langqing leaned over and tried to read the words on it by the moonlight.

Gu Changxian: "30 years."

Mu Langqing: "..."

Gu Changxian took back the contract of selling his life, and his tone of narration was particularly calm: "It is now 35 years."

Mu Langqing: "..."

"So go back to the room," Gu Changxian grabbed a leaf and said, "Follow."

The leaf stopped in mid-air, drifting forward smoothly and steadily, stopping from time to time to wait for someone.

"Hey..." Mu Langqing looked at the leaves leading the way, and finally couldn't help saying, "This Ye Zi."

"En." Hearing these words, the leaves fluttered more and more gracefully.

Mu Langqing spoke after deliberation: "Is there any festival between me and your son?"

Ye Ye thought for a while, and said, "Master, take care of you all night, does that count?"

Mu Langqing: "Isn't this very warm?"

The leaf turned a perfect corner like a showmanship: "That's because you forcibly grabbed the young master's sleeve and refused to let him go."

Mu Langqing: "..."

"And," came the light and fluttering voice of the leaves, "you even vomited blood all over your son."

Mu Langqing: "..."

Ye Ye: "Young Master has a cleanliness habit."

...So he can make me, who is delirious, sign a contract of sale! ! !

The leaf turned back gracefully, and said very sophisticatedly: "But the young master saved you regardless of the past, so the young master must like you."

"..." Is it because of this?You shallow monsters.

"Okay," the leaf pointed to the front, "the front is your room."

Mu Langqing: "Thank you."

Ye Ye pointed to the other side, and said vaguely: "Young Master's room is next door."

Mu Langqing glanced secretly, and the room that was originally brightly lit was suddenly dark.

Mu Langqing: "..."

The shadow of the candle swayed, and Mu Langqing lay on the bed tossing and turning, not feeling sleepy.

I was fooled by the old man to go to Mingjing Villa.The reason why I say flicker is because the old man always said some nonsense.

But I believe it every time.

Because I have to believe it.

Mu Langqing knew nothing about his past.

He didn't know why he lived in that house, he didn't know how old the sycamore tree in the yard was, and he didn't know where that crazy old man who made a fuss came from.

The old man regarded himself as his master, lying lazily on the boulder all day long, holding his precious broken flagon in his arms.

Apart from drinking, his favorite thing is to force himself to recite "Wan Yaozhi".

"Wan Yao Zhi" records in detail all kinds of things in the demon world and the human world, which are varied and all-encompassing.

Later, Mu Langqing knew that his sacred "Wan Yao Zhi" was written by the old man himself, so he resolutely used the book to stand on the table.

A few days ago, the old man got drunk and insisted on forcing himself to listen to him tell about his miserable childhood, his unkind master, his mad brother, and the unbearable past...

After finishing the speech, I expressed my feelings and sang the song for half the night, with a high-pitched and passionate voice.

After waking up, the old man felt ashamed, left a book, and ran away from home.Based on the only few correct words in the letter, Mu Langqing deduced that he was asked to go to Mingjing Villa... for some reason.

He also left a piece of jade on the table.It is said that the original shape of any monster can be seen through the hole in the middle.

Mu Langqing didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he took out the table-footed "Wan Yao Zhi" and patted the dust on it.

Mu Langqing's past is blank, so he has nothing to worry about.There are clear boundaries between the two domains of shemale and non-aggression.Mingjing Villa is a very magical existence in the demon world. Although it is the most powerful, it has no desires or demands, and does not interfere with anything.

Mu Langqing was attacked by an unknown creature on the way to Mingjing Villa, and he forgot what happened afterwards.

Unexpectedly, after waking up, he would appear in Mingjing Villa by accident.Mu Langqing yawned, thinking that this place...is really amazing.

Those little monsters didn't have any malicious intentions, they just had too much imagination.

Their son?Mu Langqing covered himself under the quilt depressedly, probably that cold young man was the most difficult to get along with.

But it's nice.

The next morning, Mu Langqing opened the window to breathe, and sat at the table in a daze.

Suddenly hearing the whistle, Mu Langqing raised his head.

I saw a man in black leaning against the door, with a naughty smile on his face, looking at him undisguisedly.

Mu Langqing felt terrified at the sight.

The man in black pursed his lips and was just talking when he was kicked away by the person behind him: "Go aside!"

The one who kicked the person was wearing a red dress, exuding a strong fragrance.The appearance is alluring, but the expression is a bit fierce.

... Mu Langqing was a little dizzy from the scent.

The man in red coldly brushed off the non-existent dust on his clothes, took out a small notebook, and wrote down: "Harassing humans, reducing salary by ten taels."

"Don't go too far!" The man in black stood up angrily and looked at him fiercely.

The man in red smiled slightly, punched him again, and continued to write unhurriedly: "Insult me, the monster quality is too bad, and the salary will be reduced by 20 taels."

The man in black had a bruised nose and a swollen face, staring at his eyes: "Why?"

The man in the red clothes showed disdain, lowered his head and wrote: "The clothes are not neat, it will affect the image of Mingjing Villa, and the salary will be reduced by... ten taels."

While the two of them were arguing, Mu Langqing secretly took out the jade pendant around his waist, and looked through the round hole in the middle, he was not well.

A red python and a half-human-tall black wolf.

Although he was not afraid of demons, Mu Langqing still pinched his thigh fiercely: Hold on tight!Can't be dizzy!

The man in red rubbed his fists lightly, looked at Mu Langqing, and said softly, "Didn't I scare you just now?"

Mu Langqing: "No, no."

"That's good." The man in red smiled softly, "Xia Liu Hanyan, the accountant of Mingjing Villa."

Mu Langqing: "Young Master Liu."

"I'm here to talk, Gu Changxian—" Liu Hanyan paused, "That's our son, please don't run around and take good care of yourself."

Mu Langqing nodded.

"I still have something to do, so I'll go down first." Liu Hanyan nodded, and when passing by the man in black, he glanced at him coldly, shook his sleeves, and left in a hurry.

There was an eerie silence in the room.The handsome man in black just now had a bruised nose and a swollen face.After a while, I pulled the corners of my lips, trying to make myself handsome again.

"..." In fact, there is no need to be so forceful.

The man in black leaned against the door calmly, as if nothing had happened just now, showing a wicked smile: "I'm under the wind, the chief guard of Mingjing Villa."

Mu Langqing was silent for a moment, then nodded like a woodpecker: I can see, I can see.

"..." Feng Ling tossed his hair coolly, coughed lightly, "Actually, I can beat him, but I'm too lazy to do it."

Mu Langqing: "Shaoxia Feng is a man of integrity, which is admirable."

Feng Lin looked him up and down, admiringly: "No wonder our young master is fascinated by you."

"..." As long as you are happy.

"You don't know," Feng Lin looked ahead, his painting style changed suddenly, "Young Master was holding you back when he came back, his expression was distraught, and he could hardly stand up."

The corner of Mu Langqing's mouth twitched: "Are you sure?"

Feng Lin said honestly: "Everyone said so."

Mu Langqing: "..." Are you all so casual?Where does this put the truth!

Feng Lin sighed: "Actually, the young master is indifferent, and he has never cared about anything."

...so I may have met a fake Gu Changxian last night.Mu Langqing thought of his contract of prostitution and felt that he was really unlucky.

"Your relationship is so special," Feng Lin taught in a low voice, "For some matters, you can just ask for mercy in a specific place."

Mu Langqing: "..."

Feng Lin glanced out the window, the sun was shining brightly, and said, "Shall I take you around?"

Thinking that there was nothing else to do, Mu Langqing agreed.

It was sunny outside, and the little monsters were sitting neatly on the wall to watch the excitement, one by one.

Seeing Mu Langqing come out, all the monsters on the wall dispersed.

Because the young master forbids them to watch Mu Langqing.

It doesn't even work if you look at it, the possessiveness is really too strong.

From Feng Lin's mouth, Mu Langqing knew that this person's daily job was to tie the head and tail of unknown monsters who broke into Mingjing Villa privately, crumpled them into a ball, and threw them out of the wall.

To make it easier for people to understand, Feng Lin even demonstrated it himself.

Mu Langqing was stunned watching from the side.

After throwing the last monster, Feng Lin clapped his hands and explained: "There are countless monsters who come to Mingjing Villa every day, but because Mingjing Villa's requirements are too strict, many monsters sneak over the wall."

Mu Langqing was curious: "What request?"

Feng Ling: "For example, I have never done anything harmful to nature, have no bad habits, and consciously abide by Zhuang regulations."

Mu Langqing: "It's okay."

Feng Ling said quietly: "The Zhuang Gui is as thick as a book."

Mu Langqing: "...sorry."

"So don't worry, my lord," Feng Lin assured others, "every monster in Mingjing Villa is a good monster with integrity and morality."

Mu Langqing: "..."

"Your son—" Mu Langqing didn't know how to speak.

Feng Lin seemed to know what people wanted to ask, and explained: "Young master is the owner of Mingjing Villa, and he lived here a long time ago."

Feng Lin introduced some rules to others, and when he talked about the treasure of the town, he paused.

Mu Langqing pricked up his ears, inexplicably curious.

Feng Lin straightened his clothes, and said seriously: "Me."

Mu Langqing: "..."

Feng Lin coughed lightly, trying to make his voice full of magnetism: "To tell you the truth, my lord, it's my humble servant."

...Mu Langqing sighed: "Sure enough, it's exactly what I guessed."

Feng Lin smiled modestly, feeling that he was getting closer to people, so he secretly told people some ways to survive in Mingjing Villa.

For example, Zhuang regulations are all decorations, fighting and stealing things, you can do whatever you want, and you can kidnap each other when you have nothing to do.

... Mu Langqing was silent again.