"Master Mo, you are back. Where is Miss Yan'er?" As soon as Mo Wuji walked to the rental house where he and Yan'er shared the grocery store, he saw Aunt Lu coming back with a cart. When Aunt Lu saw Mo Wuji, she also had a surprised expression on her face. She probably heard that Mo Wuji's brain was feeling better now.
Mo Wuji bowed and said, "Thank you Aunt Lu for taking care of me and Yan'er over the years. Yan'er was taken away by her family. I will leave Raozhou soon. I came here today to take away Yan'er's things." Take it away.”
This was the first time Mo Wuji saw Aunt Lu. She looked in her thirties and had a dark complexion. The pressure of life will leave many traces of time on her face, and these traces cover up the best years that should have belonged to her.
Aunt Lu looked tired in front of her. She didn't come back until now. I wonder if it was because the business at the pavilion was not very good last night.
"That's good, that's good. Although that girl Yan'er is sensible, she is too much and needs someone to take care of her..." Aunt Lu stopped her words subconsciously.
Yan'er always needs someone to take care of her. In fact, Yan'er has been taking care of the young master in front of her.
"You go in and clean up, the room has been reserved for you." After Aunt Lu said this, she hurriedly pushed the car away.
Mo Wuji walked into the grocery room, which had no chain and only a rope to hold the door. He was greeted by a pile of dust.
I haven't been here for several months, and the place has already been filled with dust.
Mo Wuji only stayed here for two nights. He only had a bed and a fairly good blanket. Yan'er's side was even more shabby, with nothing else but a few neatly folded shabby clothes. This is when Yan'er sleeps at night, without even a blanket.
Mo Wuji felt a little sad. Meeting a girl like Yan'er would break countless wooden fish. After experiencing being plotted against, he knew how rare girls like Yan'er were. He carefully dusted off some of Yan'er's clothes and put them into the backpack he brought. Under the clothes, he saw a hairpin.
Mo Wuji had the impression that Yan'er had never used this hairpin. Although the hairpin was just an ordinary iron product, it seemed to be Yan'er's most precious accessory.
Mo Wuji wrapped up his hairpin and walked to the mirror with several scratches on it. This is Yan'er's only cosmetic. Maybe this mirror is used by Yan'er to dress up for his king every day.
With a sigh, Mo Wuji put the mirror into his backpack.
After looking at the grocery room again, Mo Wuji walked out.
"Master Mo, Yan'er isn't here, why don't you come to my place for dinner." As soon as Mo Wuji walked out, he saw Aunt Lu wearing an apron.
Mo Wuji bowed to Aunt Lu again, took out a cloth bag and handed it to Aunt Lu, saying, "Aunt Lu, I'm leaving Raozhou soon. The contents of this cloth bag were given to Aunt Lu by Yan'er and I. Lu Auntie, don’t set up a stall at night from now on. If possible, please ask Auntie Lu to save the grocery room where Yan’er and I live. I’m leaving, Auntie Lu, take care of yourself.”
After that, Mo Wuji didn't stay any longer, turned around and left quickly. Aunt Lu didn't provide any earth-shattering protection to him and Yan'er, but she provided them with a place to live, as well as a casual half-bowl of rice and a few handfuls of rice. It is the greatest kindness to Mo Wuji and Yan'er.
One hundred gold coins was enough for an ordinary family to live an ordinary life, but if he had too many gold coins, he was afraid that it would cause uneasiness to Aunt Lu.
It wasn't until Mo Wuji disappeared that Aunt Lu remembered the cloth bag in her hand. She opened the cloth bag, and the golden light made her scream out in surprise. Then she understood what was going on. Yan'er and the young master of the Mo family met the noble man. She ran back in a hurry, still unable to stop her heart from pounding.
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An hour later, Mo Wuji stopped in front of a mansion.
The two huge ancient Chinese characters 'Hanfu' told Mo Wuji that this was where he would live in the next few months, the residence of the old Duke Han Sheng'an.
Mo Wuji made a rough estimate and found that the Han Mansion covers an area of at least tens of thousands of square meters.
How much does such a large mansion cost in the bustling Raozhou city? He doesn't know how big the Mo family's county palace was in Northern Qin, but it's a pity that he doesn't even have the impression of Northern Qin.
"Hey, what are you doing sneaking around in front of the Duke's Mansion? Get out of the way." While Mo Wuji was still sighing, the guard in front of the Duke's Mansion had already shouted at him very unhappily.
Mo Wuji quickly stepped forward and clasped his fists, "Brothers, my name is Mo Wuji..."
"Are you Mo Wuji? The one who personally allowed you to enter the mansion yesterday?" The guard who was yelling at Mo Wuji just interrupted Mo Wuji and screamed.
Then he said to himself, "It doesn't look like anything special?"
Mo Wuji chuckled, "It's me."
The guard's heart of gossip seemed to suddenly burn. He pulled Mo Wuji aside and asked, "I heard that you are still an alchemist. By the way, why did you give up your position as the county king and come to Han Mansion to be an alchemist?" Where are the servants?”
Mo Wuji immediately made a fist in the air of Han Mansion and said sternly, "Brother, what you are asking is inappropriate. My respect for Old Lord Han is like the endless stream of a river. How can the position of king be compared to being a servant of the Han Mansion? In other words, if I asked you to choose between the guard of the Han Mansion and the county king, which one would you choose? "
"Ah..." The guard was suddenly speechless. Isn't it obvious that he would choose to be the county king? But how could he say this? Once word spreads, wouldn't it mean that he has no sense of belonging to Han Mansion
"Hehe, I also have a crush on the old prince, so naturally I would choose the guard of the Han Mansion." The guard rubbed his hands and said with a smile.
Mo Wuji patted the guard on the shoulder, "Isn't that enough? You have the answer to such a simple question and you still come to ask me? You are deliberately entertaining me."
"No, no." The guard said quickly.
Mo Wuji chuckled and said, "I'm kidding you, please take me in to report."
The guard's chest smacked loudly, "Brother Mo, wrap it up on me. From now on, you will be my friend, Ding Buer, and you come with me."
After that, he said hello to the other guard and took the initiative to drag Mo Wuji in to report. Although Mo Wuji was not good at martial arts, he was assigned to the Hanfu Guarding Academy and became a guarding warrior.
Ding Buer, Mo Wuji didn't know why he thought of Ding Busan and Ding Busi when he heard this name. This guy looked a little wretched, but his vision was sharp and his words showed sincerity, which made Mo Wuji have a great impression of Ding Buer.
Ding Buer seemed to want to show everyone that he was covering Mo Wuji, so he took Mo Wuji around and introduced him to everyone.
But Mo Wuji could see that Ding Buer's status was not high. Few of these servants and guards took Ding Buer seriously, but no one stood up to make him look bad. Even in the nursing home where he was, few people greeted him, and he didn't even see the chief nursing home.
In any case, the treatment of the servants of Han Mansion is pretty good. A servant like Mo Wuji, who had just come in, also had a separate residence.
"Bu Er, Old Lord Han, the Empire's Yuexianmen Conference will be held in three months. Some of us in the Han Mansion are also going to participate?" After walking around, everyone settled down, and Mo Wuji had not seen anyone who wanted to take him to the Empire. The people from the Yuexianmen Conference were a little anxious.
He didn't really come here to be a servant, but to use the power of Han Mansion to go to the capital of Xinghan Empire. The most important thing is to go see the Yuexianmen Conference and take the opportunity to escape from Raozhou.
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