What are you making a fuss about?

Chapter 64

Mingshanzhuang is in charge, such as taxes collected and some infrastructure construction.

"What did you say?" Jing Yun looked down, and there were dense words written on it, which were not clearly written.

Xie Xiao rubbed his temples, "It's all just vomit."

Jing Yun reached out to pick up the letter and read it carefully.

"It hurts my eyes." Xie Xiao waved his hand to let the shadow guards go down.

"Go and rest, I will guard here." Jing Yun said, "I will call you if there is anything important."

"Okay." Xie Xiao breathed a sigh of relief, stood up and walked out of the hall.

When Xie Xiao was far away, Jing Yun dipped the letter just now into the cup, the light green tea slowly soaked the whole paper, and the ink seeped out from the paper, staining the whole bowl of water black.

This little trick is commonly used in the palace. When the ink is completely separated, a line of light red characters will appear. Jing Zhao used to write small notes before.

Jing Yun looked at this tea bowl in a daze, never thought that after so many years, he saw this little trick again here.

After a while, Jing Yun picked out the note and spread it on the table. After waiting for a long time, no word appeared.

Before Jing Yun could take a closer look, there was a commotion outside the door.

"I have admired the owner's name for a long time, and I beg to see the owner..." A rough man stood in the open space at the entrance of the Weijin Hall, and the guard stepped forward to stop him.

"My lord, the man outside the door is a rascal, claiming to be the owner's admirer, and he insists on seeing the owner." Yayoi walked up to the hall holding a plate of sliced ​​watermelon, "But ask the shadow guard to drive him away." Go down the mountain."

Jing Yun was a little puzzled, Xie Xiao was used to being in the arena, nine out of ten people might not like him, yet he still has admirers.

"Didn't the checkpoint be closed as early as late May, and the accent is not from a local, when did this person enter the city?" Jing Yun asked.

"I heard from the guard that this person came to visit once in mid-May. At that time, the owner of the villa didn't come back, so the villa found a random excuse and sent it out. Now I don't know where to find the news, and he came to the door again."

Jing Yun thought for a moment, "Please come in."

A trace of surprise flashed in Yayoi's eyes, "The owner said he won't accept anyone."

Jing Yun knocked the black bat card given by Xie Xiao on the table, "Please come in."

Yayoi nodded hurriedly, trotted out, and Anzhi brought new tea.

"I'm the priestess Jiang Yan, who has admired the name of the owner for a long time, and is here to pay her respects." The man stepped forward and bowed.

Jing Yun took a closer look, and found that this person was thin and thin, with a handsome face, and there was no trace of hostility in his brows, which did not go well with his rough voice.

"Your Excellency, please take your seat." Jing Yun stood up.

"You are not the owner." The man suddenly frowned exaggeratedly, and asked loudly, "Who are you?"

Jing Yun was taken aback, "Is there something urgent for you to find Xie Yushen?"

"I adore him and want to see him with my own eyes. Give him back to me quickly." The man stepped forward timidly.

Yayoi yelled loudly, and Jing Yun hurriedly stopped him, keeping Yayoi behind him.

"Who is your Excellency?" Jing Yun asked slowly as he walked down the steps.

The man walked up to Jing Yun, "I have known him for twenty years, and he said that he would come to pick me up if he becomes successful one day. Now that he is in the limelight, his family will abandon me." The man said in a rough voice Such condescending words really gave people a headache, Jing Yun didn't know how to react for a moment, and the guards in the room looked at them one after another.

The man said again: "Do you know that I was his childhood sweetheart, if I had awakened earlier, what business would you have?" The man twisted stiffly as he spoke, and there was a bit of crying in his voice.

Jing Yun: "..."

"Why don't you talk? Tell him to come out and see me." The man leaned forward and pointed at the tip of Jing Yun's nose.

"Our owner is already married." Yayoi interjected standing behind Jing Yun.

A strange fragrance rose, and Jing Yun took half a step back calmly.

"Could it be that all the men in the world are such heartless people who turn their faces and deny people when they are rich and powerful." The man lowered his head while speaking.

"Our owner has never mentioned you, so don't try to sow discord." Yayoi rushed in front of the man, forcing him back two steps.

The man was not annoyed, and continued to say to himself: "Why bring up sad things, if he sees me, he will feel guilty, what about others."

Yayoi was even more anxious, and jumped up and said: "Our owner doesn't know you at all, you just want to cheat money, son, hurry up and ask someone to drive this nonsense guy out."

"I think I was the one who gave him the money to go out. He cheated me so much. He cheated me for so many years. He kicked him as soon as it was worthless. He didn't show any mercy." The man's tone was resentful, but his expression was indifferent.

"Once it's useless, just throw it away." He dragged his voice and covered his face with his hands, looking pitiful.

Jing Yun looked at him quietly, and the man continued: "What do you look at, it's just that you look a little better than me, and you will be like me in a few days."

Jing Yun savored his words carefully, but still didn't say a word.

Mi was trembling with anger, and said to Jing Yun: "Go and invite the owner..."

The man glanced at Jing Yun and scolded: "Go."

"No need." Jing Yun shook his head, and then bowed to this man uprightly, Yayoi's eyes widened in disbelief.

The man froze, and Jing Yun said: "Jue Ming Daoist, it's been a long time."

The man shrugged uninterestedly, "Hey, it's boring. You saw through it so quickly." He said and took off the smear on his face.

"You you you!" Yayoi shouted, "My lord..."

"Okay, serve the watermelon you cut." Jing Yun patted Yayoi's shoulder.

"How do you know?" Jueming asked, "This voice has never been used before."

"The Taoist priest has the smell of ghost rosin." Jing Yun said with a smile.

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"Is that so?" Jue Ming raised his sleeves and said with a smile, "Miscalculation."

"I heard that the Taoist priest has been here for a long time, but he didn't entertain him well, so he neglected him." Jing Yun had a humble smile on his face.

Jueming put the mask lightly on the table, "Pimp Daoist has nothing to do at all, just traveling around. Passing through this place, he found that the geomantic omen of this place is excellent, so he stayed for a few more days. Xiuming said that is an outsider."

Jing Yun just smiled and didn't answer.

Jueming raised his eyes and looked outside the eaves, "Recently, the aura of the treasure land is overflowing, and the limelight is in full swing."

"The tree attracts the wind, and the potato is hot." Jing Yun looked at him fixedly, "It just adds to the trouble."

An intriguing smile slipped across Jueming's face, "Xiu Ming should know who does what."

Jing Yun's eyes flickered, "Who is that?"

"What kind of person, Xiu Ming probably knows better than me." The Taoist flicked his sleeves, "It's God's will, I left here a long time ago, but I found it back by myself, you deserve it or fate."

Jing Yun said in a deep voice, "The Taoist priest was joking, there is no life, it is all the way I chose."

Jue Ming smiled lowly, took out a glazed lamp from his sleeve and put it on the table, "Xiu Ming looks at this lamp, it will be extinguished with a light blow, but if it is infused with spiritual energy, it can burn for half a month." Jue Ming looked up. There was a cloud of gray mist in his hand, "If someone is willing to protect it all the time, it can burn for a lifetime."

Jue Ming changed the topic, "This lamp that was lit for a lifetime has become some kind of secret treasure. Everyone wants to come and snatch it. It is a pity that it is a dead thing. I can't bear to spread rumors, but it has slandered the world. people."

"You said that the person who wanted to protect it at first regretted that he went against the sky." Jueming gently pushed the lamp post, and the lamp oil splashed on the table.

Jing Yun looked along the flow of lamp oil, and felt that there was silence on Ming's face.

"The lamp is so bright, how can it be useless." Jing Yun stretched out his hand to straighten the glazed lamp.

"Xiu Ming is... intending to keep it." Jueming looked at him blankly. "But the lamp is just a lamp, the Taoist priest doesn't need to care so much."

"If Xiu Ming has seen enough, he should have gone out earlier." Jue Ming stood up, his tone became cold, and he said again: "I'm sorry to bother you, please leave."

Jing Yun also stood up and sent it out.

"Taoist, walk slowly." Yayoi couldn't help but whispered: "My lord, he..."

"Send someone to follow and find someone with a clever mind." Jing Yun stared blankly at the glazed lamp on the table, his fingers dipped into the lamp oil and stirred it gently, his brows deepened a little.

……

In the middle of the night of the ninth day of July, the dew was thick, and Jing Yun stepped into the ghost building for the first time after returning.

Xie Xiao was lying on the nine-bend bed, as if he was sleeping soundly.

It was definitely not me who left and came back a long time ago.Jing Yun lit the lamp on the table, walked over to Xie Xiao and reached out to knock on the wooden board.

"stand up."

Xie Xiao covered his eyes with his hands, "Xie Yushen." Jing Yun called out.

"What are you doing..." Xie Xiao replied unconsciously, but turned sideways.

"Get up." Jing Yun stepped forward and wanted to push, he wanted to see if Xie Xiao's eyes were still red.

"What are you doing?" Xie Xiao's voice was clearer, but his body still didn't move.

"Don't do anything, just get up." Jing Yun stretched out his hand and tugged at the corner of his clothes, and he only had one look.

Xie Xiao said "Oh", then sat up slowly, and said hoarsely, "What's the matter, Lan Yin."

"Turn around." Jing Yun squatted down, "Let me see your eyes."

"It's not popular for a long time." Xie Xiao turned his head, "It's so beautiful."

"Why is this happening?"

Xie Xiao yawned, and lazily leaned against the head of the bed, "It's probably caused by the evil energy in the cave that day, and it's slowly fading away now."

"When did you discover Yuyan?" Jing Yun frowned.

"When I was 17 years old." Xie Xiao stretched out his hand and dragged Jing Yun onto the couch, "After the blood moon."

"Never been to Sun Moon County before that?" Xie Xiao nodded, "Before, I was always with my master and wife."

Jing Yun lowered his eyes, unable to figure out the deep meaning for a moment.

"You and your master