The two eldest brothers sighed and shook their heads, "No one knows the reason. Everyone who knows is dead, and it lasted for many years."
Mu Wanqing nodded, divided the peeled melon seeds into two small piles and put them in the hands of the elder brothers, "How is the Qian family in Qingchuan?"
The two of them were silent, the chopsticks in their hands never resting. Mu Wanqing was not in a hurry, lying on the table with his arms folded, just staring at the two of them.
After drinking and eating, the two of them were stared at by the girl with blushing faces, so they had to tell the truth, "The Qian family recruits people into the house every half a month, but the people who come in are like evaporating from the world.
No one has ever seen him again."
"Their families won't come to cause trouble?"
"Hey, what are you making a fuss about? Not to mention the Qian family's huge business, no one dares to offend them. The one-time money given to the family after recruiting people is enough for the whole family to live without food for two or three years." Afraid of being questioned further, Brother Orion said
After saying that, he hurriedly picked up the bamboo basket and said goodbye to the two of them.
Mu Wanqing called the store again and ordered two vegetarian dishes and one meat dish. After finishing two large bowls of white rice, he cleared the dishes on the table before going to pay the bill.
"You have a lot of money, and you don't even blink when you pay the bill. Are you trying to make money behind my back?" Lu Junying had one of the most sumptuous meals in the past three years.
The Canglan Sword Sect has never treated them harshly, but the meals are only prepared for the disciples who have not yet established the Foundation and Bigu. People like him who are extremely talented and have established the Foundation and Bigu early have not had many meals.
"How can I? You see, my cultivation talent is not as good as yours. I have only gone down the mountain a handful of times in the past few years. I can't make money if I want to. It's all saved by cutting down on food and clothing."
Lu Junying thought it made sense and didn't think much about it.
The Qian family's house is big enough, spanning many streets, so even people from out of town can see it at a glance.
The vermilion door was open, and two rows of servants stood neatly on both sides of the door. The old housekeeper at the door put his hands in his sleeves, pacing back and forth inside and outside the door, quite impatiently.
Lu Junying and Mu Wanqing were about to rush in without saying hello, but as expected they were stopped by the old housekeeper and the servant, "Young man, not everyone can break into Qian's Mansion. Do you have any invitations or tokens?
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"No."
"Then please come!" The old housekeeper made a gesture of invitation to the door.
Lu Junying pretended to leave and shouted loudly, "Junior sister, let's go back to Jianzong!"
Sword Sect!
The old housekeeper walked forward in two steps at a time, blocked their way, bent down and cupped his hands and said: "You two stay here, may I ask if you are sent by the immortals of Canglan Sword Sect?"
Seeing the two people nodding, the old housekeeper raised his hand and called the boy at the door to go in and report. He led the way forward and told the two people about the recent situation in the house.
Mu Wanqing and Lu Junying both reserved their opinions on what happened as explained by the old housekeeper.
After walking through the gravel road, through the bamboo forest, and then across the stone bridge, you can see the hall. There is a graceful old woman sitting in the hall. The old woman raises her hands repeatedly when people come, and is limping with the support of her personal maid.
He turned around and walked towards the two of them.
Mrs. Qian's face turned pale. Before she could get closer, she fell to her knees with a plop and said, "Please help the immortal."
Lu Junying helped Mrs. Qian up and said, "Please get up quickly."
Mrs. Qian stood up and grabbed Lu Junying's sleeve and talked a lot, which was generally consistent with what the old housekeeper said. During this period, whenever she mentioned something sad, tears would well up in her eyes.
According to what Mrs. Qian and the housekeeper said, the house started to be haunted a month ago. At that time, Mr. Qian was so frightened that he injured his soul and returned home a few days later. Mrs. Qian also broke her leg during the mourning period.
Mu Wanqing followed Lu Junying not far away, but did not say anything until Mrs. Qian sent her maid to lead the two of them to their residence.
After learning that her house was across the courtyard from Mu Wanqing, Lu Junying immediately refused because it was not conducive to discussing countermeasures with her junior sister.
Mu Wanqing threw down his baggage and threw himself on the bed, "It's so soft. The houses of the Canglan Sword Sect are not as good as this. Rich people really enjoy it."
Lu Junying closed the door, sat at the round rosewood table, and poured herself a cup of tea.
Just now, in order to comfort Mrs. Qian, he said all the words he had seen on TV in his previous life, which made him very tired.
"Hey, this room was arranged for me, and the bed is mine. If you want to sleep, you can make the bed yourself."
"I may not be able to sleep at night."
"You said that you, with a higher level of cultivation than me, live in a room by yourself, so you are afraid of being a fool!" Mu Wanqing lifted up the quilt and covered himself.
Lu Junying laughed inwardly. He was someone who had watched countless horror movies. According to the routine, once the protagonist group was alone, it would be a ghost and be wiped out in minutes.
Especially the people in the team who are extremely powerful in combat are often the first to receive the lunch box, and there are only two endings. One is that the protagonist is wiped out, and the other is that the weak and weak protagonist survives to the finale by virtue of his incredible luck.
No matter what it is, it’s always right to stick together!
Of course, as the nominal senior brother of the Qinghui Sect, he would not admit his thoughts. What he said became, "After all, I am your senior brother, so I naturally want to protect you."
Just as he was immersed in the atmosphere of self-movement, the sound of even breathing reached his ears. Looking closely, he saw that this girl was sleeping soundly.
It was still early in the morning outside, so Lu Junying didn't expect to sleep tonight, so she bolted the door and lay down on the baggage to rest.
"Who is it?" Mu Wanqing, who was sleeping soundly, felt the chill. He sat up suddenly and pulled out fallen leaves with his fingertips.
Lu Junying was awakened by Mu Wanqing, and she grasped the sword in her hand vigilantly. Her left hand was slightly open, and orange and yellow flames were beating in the palm of her hand.
Mu Wanqing used the flame in Lu Junying's hand to light up all the oil lamps in the house, and the darkness was dispelled. The hole left in the oil paper window lattice was just enough for a finger to pass through.
Is this being monitored?
The two looked at each other and each took a few steps back. Lu Junying was responsible for kicking the door and attacking, while Mu Wanqing stayed behind to defend.
The door was kicked open, and everyone inside and outside the house was frightened. After seeing clearly, they all regained their composure.
"Good morning, you two immortals." The one who spoke was a crowned noble man with a scholarly air about him. The skin on his face looked particularly white under the warm light. His hands holding the three-layer food box looked a little laborious.
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"I saw that it was almost the second watch and no one came to bring some food to the Immortal, so I randomly found a few things. I hope the Immortal wouldn't dislike it."
"Thank you, Master." Seeing this, Mu Wanqing hurriedly stepped forward to take the food box. During the handover process, he accidentally touched the other person's hand, which was quite cold, so he kindly reminded him, "You should be more exposed, Master, please keep warm."
The young master retracted his hands into his sleeves, feeling a little embarrassed. He thanked him and left.
Lu Junying kept waving her hands to block Mu Wanqing's sight, "Look, everyone is gone."
"This young master is so handsome, but I don't know if he has ever been married." Mu Wanqing seemed to be able to tell from Mr. Qian's face what a peerless beauty Mrs. Qian was back then.
"Wake up! Rich people always find the right match when they get married! You, no chance!" Lu Junying patted Mu Wanqing on the shoulder and opened the food box, "The food is good."
