Youyuju is located in the north of Dongyou City, and the site for building the mansion is at the junction of Lingcheng and the mountains. However, Youyuju belongs to the Immortal Cultivator sect and claims to be not an ordinary mansion, so its entrance is filled with fog all year round, making mortals afraid.
At this time, Yun Lingyuan and Ouyang Mu were walking on the long and wide street of Dongju City. There was a lot of people and shouts of people doing business everywhere. Ouyang Mu was wearing a mask and walked with a swagger on his chest. Although he could not see
The face under the mask always gives people a very humble feeling.
Where Ouyang Mu passed by, the shouting on the street would subside a little. People looked at him warily, probably because they had seen many such weird monks. They didn't cause any reaction, but there was still fear in their hearts. Ouyang Mu walked by
After that, things will become lively again behind him,
Yun Lingyuan had been walking with Zi Huo in the past few days. At that time, everyone looked at her with envy, especially the woman, whose eyes were sparkling. But now, all the looks she gave her were looks of fear. The contrast was
It's really big!
Walking on this long street, you can see towering and majestic buildings hidden in the mist from a distance. That is Youyuju, which is stationed in Dongju City.
Yun Lingyuan felt uneasy. On the one hand, she was worried about her own people, but on the other hand, she knew that she had no ability to save people. If she really wanted to get into the den of thieves in Youyuju, she would follow the sheep into the tiger's mouth.
What's the difference!
She wanted to save her people, but she wasn’t going to die!!
At this time, Ouyang Mu led the way in front of him, but he was not going in the direction of Youyu Residence. He passed the Zuixiang Building at the corner and walked straight in.
"Ouyang Mu? Did you go the wrong way?"
"Girl, if you don't want to leave, Ouyang Mu will accompany you here to wait for the adults."
Ouyang Mu paid the bill and wanted to go back to the Peony Room that she had previously returned. She was shocked to realize that the effect of Fantasy Heart Grass on Ouyang Mu's psychedelic mind had long since expired. He did not know when he realized that he had violated Zi Huo's order.
The strange thing is that he didn't insist on sending her away. After all, he seemed to be in cahoots with her. Yun Lingyuan hurriedly followed him with a smile on her face.
Walking on the stairs, someone quietly thrust a note into her hand. She was stunned and said: "This girl? You?"
The woman passed her by. She was dressed luxuriously, and she looked like she belonged to a wealthy family. Her appearance was above average, and her personality was gentle and graceful.
However, she ignored Yun Lingyuan's question and continued to climb the stairs. She walked neither fast nor slowly, as if handing the note did not pass through her hands.
At this time, a young and handsome boy came up the stairs. He had gray clothes and gray hair. The brush hanging across his waist was also gray. When he came up, he pulled the woman:
"Yang Yuxi, what did you want to do out here? I told you not to walk around when you feel unwell."
After saying that, he forcefully pulled the woman down the stairs. The stairs were not wide, so two people could walk side by side, but the stairs were narrow for three people.
Yun Lingyuan was walking in the middle of the stairs at this time. The man in gray pulled Yang Yuxi down, so that he would inevitably pass her by.
Ouyang Mu quickly grabbed her with his eyes. In desperation, he accidentally hit his elbow on the stairs. Although it hurt a little, he successfully avoided a head-on conflict with the young man, and even avoided looking at her head-on.
There was something strange in Ouyang Mu's eyes, which seemed to be reminding her of something.
She didn't know it before, but when the woman called out the other person's name, she realized what Ouyang Mu's look meant.
"An Xun."
It’s actually An Xun!!
Yun Lingyuan was stunned on the spot. Ouyang Mu calmly held her and distanced her step by step. Fortunately, An Xun's attention was focused on the woman named Yang Yuxi at this time.
Yang Yuxi whispered softly: "Why are you following me out? I...I just miss the sliced duck here, and I am very greedy. I can't eat a duck, and you won't let me?"
An Xun said: "Come on, just tell me." He turned around and winked at the monk at the foot of the stairs.
The monk close to the counter clapped his hands and said, "Shopkeeper, didn't you hear that? Duck!!"
The shopkeeper looked panicked and didn't bother to call the waiter, so he walked into the kitchen and personally brought a sliced duck. An Xun had already supported Yuxi and came downstairs, took it casually, smelled it, and frowned.
He got up, and those who disliked him were still given to the monks next to him.
After the shopkeeper handed over the duck, before he could walk away, An Xun turned around and found that the shopkeeper was still standing on the road, so he kicked the shopkeeper on the butt.
"Get out of the way, you're in the way!"
The shopkeeper was kicked for no reason. He was dumbfounded and frightened. He nodded and bowed and quickly stepped aside.
When Yang Yuxi saw this, she said sadly: "An Xun!"
An Xun said boringly, "Okay. For your own sake, don't get angry with him."
Yang Yuxi shook her head, sighed, and walked over to give the money to the shopkeeper. An Xun stood behind and waited impatiently. He looked around and suddenly realized that something was missing. He said coldly: "Yang Yuxi, the person next to you is
Where are the autumn flowers and leaves?”
Yang Yuxi was about to speak when a man who looked like a monk walked in from outside Zuixiang Tower. His robes were marked with the title of Yuyu Family of Youyu Residence, "Lord An Xun." After saying this, he bowed to the woman.
He said, "Sister."
Then the monk waved to the gate, and lower-level monks escorted in two slightly younger women. Judging from their clothes, they must be maids. At this time, their heads were lowered, their eyes were dull, and their expressions were dull.
The eldest sister's expression changed when she heard this, and she blurted out, "Autumn flowers and autumn leaves."
The monk said: "Qiu Hua Qiu Ye broke into the forbidden area privately and was escorted back by me."
Yang Yuxi quickly said: "An Xun, Qiu Hua Qiu Ye is my maid, no."
"What's wrong! It's too late. They asked for it."
Yang Yuxi wanted to say something else, but when she saw the autumn flowers and leaves looking like this, she could only sigh.
An Xun said in annoyance: "Let's take them to the dungeon." He waved his hands and sent them all away. Ignoring Yang Yuxi's frown, he pulled her out and said, "Okay, let's go home."
Yang Yuxi glanced at Yun Lingyuan unintentionally as she left, and the two of them looked at each other from a distance across the stairs.
This glance was truly profound and thought-provoking. Yun Lingyuan didn’t know what entrustment she had received from this person!
Yun Lingyuan's heart was pounding. Seeing that passers-by A, B, B, B and D had all dispersed, she went downstairs to order a duck and casually chatted with the shopkeeper:
"Who are those angry people just now?"
Hearing this, the shopkeeper was horrified and frightened. He dared not speak out in anger, he shook his head and waved his hands repeatedly, "The girl is from out of town, right? This is a person from Youyuju. They are too arrogant, so I don't care if I don't mention it."
"Why are you so scared? I think that eldest sister is quite nice."
The shopkeeper said: "It's so good. This eldest sister of Youyuju has a low level of cultivation but holds an important position. It is said that she is seriously ill. Everything in Youyuju is managed by a man named An Xun, who is very domineering.
The sky is angry and people are complaining, you can go to the streets and ask who dares to be angry but dare not speak out?"
Yun Lingyuan asked curiously: "Isn't there a sect master in Youyu Residence? How can this eldest sister be managed by outsiders?"
The shopkeeper put down the abacus in his hand and showed a contemptuous look: