"Witch and divine man, aren't they just like you?" Chen Muyu asked.
Qian Jueming laughed dryly, "That's different, I still have some real skills, okay?"
Chen Muyu didn't say much, let go of his hand, and pushed the jade bottle in front of Qian Jueming.
Qian Jueming quickly took the jade bottle into his hand, opened it, looked at it, and smelled it again and again. When he laughed, his mouth almost burst into tears, "Xiaoyu, that's interesting."
“What else do you know? Keep talking.” Chen Muyu said.
"That's all I know, I just heard it from hearsay." Qian Jueming shook his head, but seeing Chen Muyu's dissatisfied look, he quickly said seriously, "This sect is not very popular in our country, but I have heard a few
A friend said that tattoo artists have changed their appearance in the West and are developing very well..."
After talking for a long time, they were all just innocuous. However, Qian Jueming's words helped Chen Muyu to understand a little bit and got some general information about the tattoo artist.
“By the way, why are you asking this? Have you met a tattoo artist?” Qian Jueming asked.
Chen Muyu nodded slightly, "Maybe, one of my uncle's ex-girlfriends just came back from the country of Youais, and she seems to be a tattoo artist."
“Hey, then your uncle is very lucky.”
Qian Jueming was surprised, and then asked, "Sky pattern, ground pattern, or ghost pattern?"
Chen Muyu shook his head. He simply scanned Zhang Furong during dinner last night and got some general information.
At that time, Chen Muyu was very confused, what is a tattoo master?
Are you a tattoo artist? Looking at Zhang Furong’s appearance, you can’t tell that she is a tattoo artist. Moreover, she has a business abroad, so it shouldn’t be such a profession.
It was clear that he had some strange magic, and Chen Muyu did not expose it on the spot. He just wanted to ask Qin Hong today. Qin Hong was well-informed and might be able to know something.
I just didn’t expect Qin Hong to go into seclusion. Fortunately, Qian Jueming was still there.
Qian Jueming's words made Chen Muyu deep in thought. If Zhang Furong is really a tattoo master with special skills, she will definitely be involved with some Western forces. Then her purpose of returning to China this time is worthy of careful consideration.
Think about it.
“Mr. Qian, is this school considered good or bad?” Chen Muyu asked.
“That’s not good to say.”
Qian Jueming shook his head, "The same rice can support hundreds of people. Not everyone in our domestic martial arts community is a gentleman, let alone those abroad. However, no matter where you are, there are good and bad people."
, Although the school of tattoo masters has been reduced to evil heretics more than once in history, it is really hard to say whether it is good or bad."
After a pause, Qian Jueming said, "How come your uncle is related to the tattoo master?"
Chen Muyu gave Qian Jueming a brief summary of what happened.
After Qian Jueming finished listening, he patted the table gently and said, "After hearing what you said, I am interested in meeting the tattoo artist. Over the years, I have only heard about it and have never actually seen the tattoo artist with my own eyes.
.”
…
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At night, returning to the city from Ganlin Village, Chen Muyu had been thinking about Zhang Furong.
This woman, if she were just an ordinary person, would be fine, but she was a tattoo master with special skills, so Chen Muyu had to be more cautious. After all, this matter involved Yu Dashan.
Since it is related to Yu Dashan's safety, Chen Muyu has to investigate this woman's details.
Of course, even though she has a special status, it cannot be said that she is a bad person or that she has evil intentions. After all, Chen Muyu himself is a person with special powers. Can he be considered a bad person?
If this Zhang Furong really wants to live peacefully and peacefully with Yu Dashan, then that's it. Chen Muyu will send her blessings, but if she has other intentions, then just tell her.
…
The next day, Chen Muyu’s family prepared a family banquet for Yu Dashan and Zhang Furong.
It just so happened that Yu Dashan was a good drinker, but his drinking capacity was not very good. At the dinner table, my father and he had a good time, and they drank less than half a catty. As soon as the wine got stronger, they both fell drunk.
My mother took Zhang Furong and chatted for a while, talking about things like dressing up to marry a man. Of course, she praised Yu Dashan, saying that there is nothing in heaven and nothing on earth.
I have to say that my parents were also concerned about Uncle Dashan’s marriage.
After ten o'clock, because Yu Dashan was drunk and unconscious, Chen Muyu took the initiative to drive them back.
In the past few days, Yu Dashan has moved into the villa in Binhewan. After Zhang Furong came back, she has been living with Yu Dashan.
Binhewan is not far away either. After all, the entire Qingshan City is only that big.
Zhang Furong and Yu Dashan were sitting in the back seat. Yu Dashan was leaning on Zhang Furong, mumbling something drunk.
“Aunt Dashan, I have something to ask you!”
The atmosphere in the car was a bit dull. Chen Muyu didn't say anything, and neither did Zhang Furong. After all, they weren't familiar with each other.
But it was rare to meet alone, Chen Muyu decided to seize this opportunity and ask the matter clearly.
“Oh? Xiaoyu, what do you want to ask?” Zhang Furong smiled.
Hands on the steering wheel, Chen Muyu thought for a moment, "Aunt Dashan, I won't hide it from you. In fact, I am a martial artist..."
Speaking of this, I looked at Zhang Furong in the back seat from the rearview mirror. There was no surprise on her face.
“I have heard of martial arts cultivators.” Zhang Furong said calmly, “Xiaoyu, why are you telling me this?”
Chen Muyu took a deep breath, "Uncle Dashan is my uncle. Although we are not related by blood, he watched me grow up, so I have always regarded him as my uncle. I was bullied when I was a child, and he was no less.
Help me fight to vent my anger. Now, I can't let him be bullied or even deceived..."
Zhang Furong nodded slightly, still calm and calm.
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“Aunt Dashan, don’t get me wrong, I don’t mean anything by saying this…”
"I know that Dashan has suffered a lot in these years. Although he pretends to be good in front of me, how could he hide it from me? I am very grateful for everything you have done for him!" Zhang Furong shook her head, "
Xiaoyu, I understand your worries. When I come back this time, I have no plans to leave again. From now on, I will return to my roots and settle in Qingshan..."
Chen Muyu paused.
“This is the best!”
Chen Muyu grinned. Some words don't need to be said too clearly. Just hit the point. The other party will understand what you mean and it won't cause embarrassment.
As he spoke, he had already arrived at Binhe Bay.
Stop the car, Chen Muyu was about to enter Fuyu Dashan, but was stopped by Zhang Furong.
“It’s cold outside, go back quickly!” Zhang Furong supported Yu Dashan and looked at Chen Muyu with a smile.
Also, it was late at night and Uncle Dashan was unconscious. If he went in like this, if someone saw him, there would inevitably be gossip.
"Aunt Dashan, I sincerely wish you and Uncle Dashan the best. If you encounter any trouble or difficulties, you can come to me. Don't dare to say anything else. It's easy to come to me on this earth!
"
Chen Muyu smiled, turned the car around, and drove away.
