The masked man looked at the woman in front of him and gently buttoned his mask with his hand: "It seems that there is really a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger on this Golden Wind."
"Thanks to the poor taste of the Mu family, we were able to sneak into this Tianzihao. If we had discovered earlier that there were distinguished guests from Shanglin Tiangong on the ship, how would we have been here?" The woman bent slightly and said,
Eyes are wandering, and there are all kinds of charms.
"Are you disgusting me? Thousand-faced Buddha Murong He." The masked man said slowly.
"I guessed it wrong, the little girl is not Murong He." The woman covered her mouth and smiled.
"Oh? Could it be He Xue, the Man with a Thousand Faces?" the masked man said again.
"I know that your Qianjiyuan is well-informed and knows everything about the world, but you really can't guess who I am." The woman made a "please" gesture, "My little lady is going back to the room. Young Master, please go away.
"
"Okay." The masked man turned around and strode away.
The door was pushed open at this moment, and the person who stepped into the room turned into the rich man with a big belly. He slapped his mouth and shook his head: "It's really a bit disgusting."
Nangong Xi'er finally breathed a sigh of relief and put down the sword in her hand, but she was still a little confused. Who were the two people living in the next room, who would actually go against Shanglin Tiangong in order to protect her. And that room was always the door.
Is there anyone else living in the closed room? If so, who is it?
This Golden Wind seems to be far more complicated than I imagined.
"Sir, have you thought about it?" Shopkeeper Yan asked when he saw Mu Nianhua coming back from the deck, picked up the teacup on the table and took a sip.
Mu Nianhua sat down opposite him and asked the first question: "If I decide to do it, Shopkeeper Yan, will you knock me out and take me back to Mu's house?"
"Yan doesn't dare." Shopkeeper Yan shook his head, "Young Master is the master and I am your servant. Even if I am extremely reluctant, I still have to listen to Young Master."
"Really?" Mu Nianhua raised his eyebrows.
"Really." Shopkeeper Yan poured Mu Nianhua a cup of tea.
Mu Nianhua took it and drank it all in one gulp, slamming the teacup on the table: "Then do it!"
"Master, don't you think about it anymore?" Shopkeeper Yan frowned slightly.
"Yunxia." Mu Nianhua called loudly, and a beautiful lady in white immediately came forward and handed over a pure gold abacus. Mu Nianhua took the abacus and placed it in front of shopkeeper Yan.
"Master, what are you doing?" Shopkeeper Yan asked.
Mu Nianhua raised his eyebrows: "Shopkeeper Yan, isn't your abacus ruined? Your abacus is made of copper. I'll give you a pure gold one. Please do the calculation for me quickly."
"What kind of accounts do you want to settle, Master?" Shopkeeper Yan touched the abacus. It was indeed made of pure gold, with excellent texture and very fine workmanship.
"Shopkeeper Yan is as meticulous as his hair. You don't know what I'm talking about? Forget it." Mu Nianhua poured a cup of tea for shopkeeper Yan.
Shopkeeper Yan sighed softly, took the abacus, and fiddled with the abacus on it: "Excluding the crew members on the Jinfeng, there are three hundred real guards. And Qingmingyuan has nineteen murderers on board. These three hundred people are among those
In front of the murderous knife, it's just a matter of one person and one knife."
Mu Nianhua took the abacus and typed it a few times: "There are also nineteen golden swordsmen. They are the best followers of my Mu family. They spent a lot of money to invite them from the world. Can't they do the same?"
"If the retinues hired with money can beat the disciples of Shang Lin Tiangong, then my Mu family will already be number one in the world. Compared with ordinary retinues, the nineteen golden swordsmen can only use one sword or two swords.
Things." Shopkeeper Yan cleared all the chips that Mu Nianhua had played.
"Then the two of them..." Mu Nianhua dialed two numbers.
"Their existence is to prevent such things from happening. If they only relied on a few hundred followers and nineteen golden swordsmen, the Golden Wind would have sunk to the bottom of the river long ago. But these two worshippers are the final trump card
, if the trump card is revealed and it is useless, then it is a total failure." Shopkeeper Yan touched the two pieces, "If there are only those nineteen murder knives, then it is no problem. It is a pity that apart from the nineteen murder knives, it is not a problem.
Besides, they also came with a tiger."
"Tiger?" Mu Nianhua was stunned.
"Although Wen Ze of Qianjiyuan did not name this person, I can guess that he must be the deputy seat of Qingmingyuan, Crouching Tiger. This person is very powerful..." Shopkeeper Yan said in a low voice.
"How powerful?" Mu Nianhua asked.
Shopkeeper Yan lowered his head and pondered for a while, then slammed down the two abacus.
"No chance at all?" Mu Nianhua still refused to give up.
"There's no chance at all." Shopkeeper Yan said firmly and concisely.
"That Chun Xue in Tianzi's room." Mu Nianhua raised his head, looked at Shopkeeper Yan, and lowered his voice very low.
Shopkeeper Yan pressed the golden abacus: "Even if you move the entire Mu family's wealth to the door of Chunxuejian, that person won't even raise his eyelids. I don't know what the head of the family told you about the things in that room.
Who is this person, but please remember, he is just a boat passenger."
"Okay, but our bargaining chips are not as much as what I just said." Mu Nianhua stood up, "We also have two academy disciples, one looks like a fairy, one...and one..." He thought for a moment
For a long time, I couldn't think of how to describe Su Baiyi. After all, he seemed useless.
"There is another man." Mu Nianhua shook his head, quite helpless, but quickly raised his head again, with a bit of pride in his tone, "Besides, there is me."
Tianzihao, scattered houses.
Su Bai, who was sweating profusely, had a long sword hanging on his waist, a bottle of wine in his left hand, and a lunch box in his right hand. He gently kicked the door with his foot: "Sister, I'm back."
"Come in." Nangong Xi'er replied.
Su Baiyi opened the door sideways, walked in, flicked his shoulder, and closed the door. He waved the things in his hands at Senior Sister: "Senior Sister, let's have dinner."
Nangong Xi'er stood up and looked at the wine bottle in Su Baiyi's hand: "Why is there still wine?"
"I'm used to it. I used to be sent out to buy food every night, and I would bring a jug of wine when I came back. The apricot flower wine in Xinghua Village is not strong, but a little sweet. Master and I can drink a large jug every night.
"There is no apricot flower wine on this boat, so I looked for some slightly sweet rice wine. I just tried it and it's not bad." Su Baiyi sat down.
"Didn't you say that you are very poor? Then you are always going out to buy food, why don't you make it yourself?" Nangong Xi'er opened the lunch box and took out the food.
"I'm afraid my senior sister doesn't know about my master's cooking skills..." Su Baiyi shook his head repeatedly, "That dish is not something people can swallow. Even if you smell the rhubarb, you have to turn your head and leave."
"Tell me about your master." Nangong Xi'er smiled.
That smile was filled with spring breeze and was extraordinarily gentle.