Wen Ai's trip this time, although it is in the name of running errands, in fact, it is more of a tour in the nature, to see the scenery along the way, to get involved in any excitement, stop and go, in a daze It is to stretch the one-month trip into two months.
After entering the boundaries of the Western Regions, there are flying sand and loess everywhere. The three masters and servants traveled through the vast desert, and finally saw the prosperous city built on the oasis.
After entering the city, Wen Ai jumped out of the carriage excitedly, and walked on the street on two legs, looking around curiously with his black eyes.
People from the Western Regions have foreign blood, their pupil colors are different from those from the Central Plains, and they have high noses and deep eyes, and are tall. Wen Ai glanced at them along the side of the street, and felt that they were all handsome men and women, but they all looked about the same.
The women here are dressed in cool and bold clothes, their plump bodies are looming under the tulle clothes, their legs and breasts, anyway, Wen Ai blushed and turned away after seeing him. A sister wearing a veil saw that he looked cute and laughed. After throwing a sachet at him, Wen Ai caught it subconsciously, and then stayed there in embarrassment.
Deadly took a step forward: "Master Gu, leave this item to your subordinates for safekeeping."
"No need." Wen Ai felt that it was not good to do this in front of others, so he hung the sachet on his waist.
Sister Veil was a little surprised, and then put her right hand on her left chest, bowed her head and saluted him.
Bujiu explained to Wen Ai in time: "This action means thank you."
Wen Ai curled the corners of her lips, and returned the salute in a dignified manner.
The three of them settled down in an inn in the city, stayed beside Wen Ai to guard them, and went out to inquire about news.
The Devil's Cult is not actually called the Devil's Cult. It has a name, it's called the Sacred Fire Sect. It's just that the Central Plains Wulin spread too demonized, so it was given such a vicious nickname. The relationship between the Sacred Fire Cult and the local residents is very harmonious, and it seems to be relatively smooth to hear the news.
The next day, Wen Ai stepped into the territory of the Holy Fire Cult with his life in his hands.
The Sacred Fire Cult stood on the top of the cliff, Wen Ai handed in the greeting card very formally, and they didn't treat him differently because he was from the Central Plains, and soon invited him into the reception hall.
People in the Western Regions don't like to just make tea. The servants bring up authentic milk tea, which tastes quite good. Wen Ai sat on the seat, sipping milk tea while thinking about how to negotiate terms with the leader according to the plot later.
There was a sound of footsteps outside, Wen Ai put down his cup and turned his head to look at the door. A mighty and tall man strode in. His cold aura made Wen Ai shiver from a long distance away. It must be the leader Lu Mingxiao who didn't run away. up.
When Lu Mingxiao approached, Wen Ai saw that there was a man and a woman following him. The man had an enchanting temperament, and the woman was dressed in rough clothes. They were probably the left and right guardians mentioned by Death.
Lu Mingxiao originally walked straight to the main seat at the head of the hall, but out of the corner of his eye, he accidentally caught a glimpse of Wen Ai who was on the guest seat, turned around and stopped directly in front of him.
Lu Mingxiao's voice was cold and hard: "It's you."
Wen Ai raised his head in doubt, and met a pair of blue eyes: "Master Lu knows me?"
Lu Mingxiao pursed his lips and pointed out concisely: "Foyin Town."
Wen Ai froze on his seat for an instant.
Lu Mingxiao waved to the people behind him: "You all go down."
As soon as the words fell, no matter whether it was the left and right protectors whose temperaments were switched, or the servants serving tea and water, they all left the hall quickly.
Seeing this, Wen Ai also said to his entourage: "If there is no treatment or rescue, you also go outside and wait."
Buji glanced at Lu Mingxiao vigilantly, hesitated and didn't move, but was forcibly pulled out when he was about to speak.
After the two left, Lu Mingxiao sat down next to Wen Ai, and then said nothing.
Wen Ai is also still in surprise, he really didn't expect that the unkempt young man with an invisible skin color was actually the leader of the Demon Cult that the Central Plains people used to stop children from crying, and after washing his face, He looks quite handsome.
The two sat like this for a long time, neither of them spoke.
Lu Mingxiao: "You..."
Wen Ai: "That..."
The two spoke at the same time and paused at the same time.
Lu Mingxiao coughed unnaturally twice: "You speak first."
Wen Ai seemed more casual, and said straight to the point: "Master Lu, I'm here to exchange something with you."
Lu Mingxiao nodded briskly: "Okay."
Wen Ai was taken aback: "I haven't said what I want..."
"Cough cough." Lu Mingxiao coughed twice again, "Well, tell me."
"I have recently developed a new drug, which requires indosalis as a medicine. I heard—" Wen Ai looked at Lu Mingxiao, "Indosalis is in the hands of the leader, right?"
"That's right." The words were directed at Wen Ai, but Lu Mingxiao's eyes were staring straight ahead, not looking at him anyway, "I'll ask someone to fetch it for you."
"Wait." Wen Ai held back Lu Mingxiao who got up and was about to leave, "Don't you ask me what to exchange?"
Lu Mingxiao froze immediately with the arm he held: "No, you saved me, this is a thank you gift."
The left and right protectors were called in, Lu Mingxiao gave the order concisely, and the right protector took the order and immediately retreated to get the medicine.
Lu Mingxiao sat back next to Wen Ai, and remained silent without saying a word. Zuo Hufa saw him sitting tensely, and he understood what was going on as soon as he rolled his eyes.
"Master." Zuo Hufa dressed up enchantingly, and his voice was very charming, "Didn't you accept the original pastry in the batch not long ago, why don't you ask someone to bring it for Guzhu Yin to taste."
Wen Ai waved his hand: "Don't bother—" I took my things and left.
Lu Mingxiao interrupted him, and said to the Dharma protector to the left: "Your lightness kung fu is good, you go and get it, go and come back quickly."
Guardian Zuo's smile froze, and he dug a hole with me and jumped down: "Your subordinate... take orders."
As soon as Guardian Zuo left, the empty hall became quiet again. Wen Ai glanced at Lu Mingxiao's tense side face, and asked hesitantly, "What's wrong with you?"
Lu Mingxiao's face tightened even more, and he said in a blunt tone, "No."
Everyone said that, Wen Ai was too embarrassed to ask further, and sat obediently drinking milk tea.
Not long after, Guardian Right, who went to get the medicine, came back empty-handed, and knelt down in front of Lu Mingxiao, "Forgive me, Master, the Suoyue Tower was stolen, and Yin Shalian was stolen."
Lu Mingxiao frowned, and his aura instantly became terrifying: "What's going on?"
Guardian Right: "According to the traces at the scene, that person should have sneaked into the Suoyue Building three days ago. He has not touched any of the other collections, except for stealing Yinshalian."
With a "touch", the table under Lu Mingxiao's palm shattered into powder: "This matter will be thoroughly investigated to the end, and the relevant personnel will severely punish it!"
Protector Right: "This subordinate will do it now!"
Wen Ai sat on the seat dully, with a dazed expression on his face: "System, there's a 'Yin Sha Lian stolen' in the plot?"
The system said sadly: "The little bitch of the plot ran away from home again."
Wen Ai: "I didn't do anything???"
Lu Mingxiao was angry not only because someone stole the treasure house without anyone noticing, but also because this matter was stabbed in front of Wen Ai, it's a shame!
Lu Mingxiao turned his head with a livid face, seeing Wen Ai's blank expression, his heart skipped a beat, thinking that he had frightened him.
"You... sorry, I lost my temper just now." Lu Mingxiao quickly calmed down his emotions, and said softly, "Did I scare you?"
Wen Ai came back to his senses, and shook his head at him: "It's okay, I'd be angry if it were me."
Lu Mingxiao solemnly promised: "I will definitely find Yin Shalian for you."
Wen Ai nodded and smiled: "Well, thank you."
Wen Ai temporarily lived in the Sacred Fire Sect, and got used to it. The main thing is to thank Lu Mingxiao, who knows how to repay his kindness. The food and clothing arranged for him are all in accordance with the customs of the Central Plains. The rich grapes and cantaloupe are picked fresh every day, and this life is even better than his life in Hidden Valley.
In the beginning, Wen Ai felt embarrassed. In fact, he didn't do anything at the beginning, but left some broken silver for a water bag, which really wasn't worth such a heavy reward. Wen Ai went to Lu Mingxiao to mention it in private, but Lu Mingxiao felt that he was worth it, and he looked like he had received a great favor, so Wen Ai didn't know how to refuse him.
Everyone in the Sacred Fire Cult watched Lu Mingxiao's big handwriting. In the past, there was not even a waiter around him who was as cold as ice. Now that there was such a big commotion, rumors spread naturally.
"Have you heard? Yesterday Mr. Yin said that he had never seen an alpaca. Without further ado, the leader sent Zuo Hufa to lead people out to catch them. After he caught dozens of them, there was no room for them in the yard."
"Where did you hear the nonsense? The courtyard where Mr. Yin lives is bigger than the main courtyard. It's impossible not to put it down. It's for the future leader's wife."
"You remove the word 'future', Mr. Yin's current treatment is definitely the wife of the leader."
"Isn't this not done yet? The leader rests in the main courtyard every day, and he hasn't stayed with Mr. Yin before!"
"That will happen sooner or later! Our Holy Fire Cult is not far from holding a wedding."
The two laundry girls buried their heads and gossiped about each other, one of them raised his head and saw a person not far away, his face suddenly turned pale.
"Master, please forgive me!" The laundry lady trembled her tongue, "We have no other intentions, never, never dare!"
"Leader, please forgive me, we don't dare to break our mouths again!" The other also knelt down on the ground with a plop, and reached out to grab the trouser leg of Zuo Dharma, "Zuo Dharma, please help us to beg for mercy!"
Guardian Zuo kicked the people away, showing no sympathy for them at all. The leader has always hated such gossip, and he had banned it in the early years, and now they deserve it for hitting the gun.
"Master, how do you think these two people will be dealt with?"
Lu Mingxiao glanced at them, then left on his own, leaving two words before leaving: "Continue."
Guardian Zuo froze in place, pondering for a long time before he came to his senses.
After that day, the rumors about the leader's wife became more and more serious. Wen Ai could hear it two or three times along the way when he went to the latrine, but Lu Mingxiao never expressed anything, and Wen Ai couldn't pretend to be sentimental. It was impossible to go to Lu Mingxiao and sue these servants, so he could only endure it silently.
That night, Wen Ai thought the room was too stuffy, so he sat alone in the yard, looking up at the night sky.
"Appreciate the moon?" Lu Mingxiao walked in from the gate of the courtyard, "Do you want to enjoy the moon on the roof?"
Wen Ai's eyes lit up: "Okay."
"Offended." Lu Mingxiao grabbed Wen Ai's arm and flew him up to the roof.
Wen Ai lay down on the spot, rested the back of his head on the ridge of the roof, and moved his body to adjust to the most comfortable position.
The moon in the Western Regions is very big. Now that I lie on my back and look at it, I feel that the round rhubarb cake is about to hit my face.
"It is said that people in the Central Plains will think of their hometown when viewing the moon." Lu Mingxiao sat aside, turned to look at Wen Ai, "Are you homesick?"
Wen Ai was startled, thinking of the empty inner valley, and the full chicken coop, and answered after a long while: "A little bit."
Lu Mingxiao was silent for a while: "There is no clue about Yin Shalian's matter, I will increase my manpower to investigate."
Wen Ai stretched out his fingers to trace the round edge of the moon: "It's okay, I... I'm not in a hurry."
Hearing what he said, Lu Mingxiao immediately relaxed a lot: "Want to go down the mountain? I'm free tomorrow, so I'll take you for a walk?"
Wen Ai raised the corner of his mouth slightly: "Okay."
Lu Mingxiao didn't talk much, the two of them chatted for a few words and then they stopped talking. Wen Ai lay on the roof and fell into a deep sleep.
Lu Mingxiao shook him lightly, but he didn't wake up, so he carefully carried him back to his room and put him on the bed.
"Zhuo Yiqing..." Wen Ai whispered in his sleep, "I want to eat egg noodles tomorrow morning..."
Lu Mingxiao's hand holding the quilt suddenly paused, and he froze for a long time before covering Wen Ai with the quilt.