Mo Chengyu showed an expression of "I can't help you", spread his hands, and said in a fanning manner: "Ah, Miss, see how kind Uncle Chu Yang is to you, let Uncle Chu Yang tell you some more nice stories."
"It's Brother Chu Yang!" Little Lolita was fierce, with red mouth and white teeth as if she was about to bite someone, she bared her claws and said, "Brother Chu Yang is a liar, his stories are not good at all."
Mo Chengyu sweated for a while, and said: "Okay, Brother Chu Yang is Brother Chu Yang. Brother Chu Yang has a lot of good stories, and he will tell them soon..."
"Really, Brother Chu Yang?" Little Lolita looked at Chu Yang with hopeful eyes, full of longing.
"Cough cough cough... cough cough..." Chu Yang looked at Mo Chengyu sadly and indignantly, I rely on you to be too shameless... Even if I am shameless, I can't be so shameless...
Mo Chengyu pretended not to see Chu Yang's eyes, and smiled sanctimoniously: "Well, I still need to meditate due to my internal injuries...Miss, listen to Brother Chu Yang's story, it's very nice..." Turning his buttocks, he slipped away without a trace...
Chu Yang's outstretched hand limply stopped in the air, completely speechless.
"Brother Chu Yang, why don't you speak quickly..." Mo Qingwu stretched out her small hand, and gently tugged at Chu Yang's sleeve, her big eyes looked even more pitiful: "Speak well..."
Chu Yang: "..."
After a long, long time, Chu Yang came out of the secret room with staggering steps, pale face, dull eyes, dry lips, sat on the ground with a plop, groaned, and murmured: "I'm so tired of picking up girls..."
Thinking of such a "big plan to pick up girls" that he would last at least seven or eight years or even ten years... Chu Yang rolled his eyes, feeling a strong sense of collapse.
Mo Qingwu is not like this when she is an adult, she usually smiles gently, looks at herself gently, and then quietly does her own thing, graceful, elegant and noble...
Why was Mo Qingwu such a weird elf when she was a child...
Chu Yang sighed, then strode to the front of the water tank, plunged his head into it, and drank wildly... I'm so thirsty. If it were you, how many hours would you try to tell stories without stopping
Dude, this is going to kill you...
But, Chu Yang was very relieved in his heart. He even felt that Mo Qingwu was truly happy now. He would rather Mo Qingwu still maintain this pure happiness until several years later.
Childishness can disappear, but happiness must not disappear!
Starting tomorrow, I will go to read a lot of books, looking for stories to read! Chu Yang swore in his heart! In order to pick up girls, in order to cultivate, I risked everything!
It was already afternoon, Chu Yang cooked the rice, took it in, and then carefully evened out the rice bag, brushing off half of the traces inside the pot. The lower half was left unpainted, and two of the serving plates were brushed off, and placed away, the rest were placed in a mess like this...
Then Chu Yang told Mo Chengyu a few words, and then left.
As a king-level master, Mo Chengyu is naturally an old Jianghu, knows the importance, and will not act rashly... On this point, Chu Yang is very relieved. Besides, the Nine Tribulations Sword is involved in the secret room. Chu Yang built it very secretly. If he is not a first-class mechanism master, he will not see through it...
Chu Yang went out to find Tie Butian. If Tie Butian lost the bet to him, Chu Yang would never be polite about the medicine in the palace.
Although it was a joking bet, Chu Yang had to take it seriously. This is related to Mo Qingwu's lifelong happiness, if you don't take it seriously... okay
After Chu Yang walked for more than an hour, suddenly several black shadows fell into the Tianbing Pavilion silently, and searched the entire island silently. Then surrounded the few pavilions built in the middle of Chu Yang...
One of them approached like a ghost, then entered without a sound, walked around in a circle, found nothing, and came out again without a sound.
"How?" Waiting outside was a black-clothed masked man, with the dark brilliance in his eyes flickering faintly, like a dark fire in the night, flickering erratically.
"No one, very clean." The man said: "According to our investigation, there are only two people living here, and one of them has been out for more than 20 days and has not returned, so there is only one person left here. The traces inside , and I understand very well that I am indeed only living here by myself recently."
"Go and look at the rice bags, pots and pans, and see if there are any medicines here, and see if there are any traces of boiling medicine." The black masked man half-closed his eyes and said softly.
"Yes, Throne."
This time, three or four people entered the house at the same time.
The throne stood for a while, then moved his feet, and walked into Chu Yang's room step by step.
"You can't see anything in the rice bag, but this guy is quite sloppy. The floor is full of vegetable soup, and the pots and pans are all unwashed. Judging from the smell, it has not been tidied up since last night. It is no doubt that he lives alone. .”
"Oh?" The "Throne" walked into the kitchen suspiciously. Once he entered the door, he was almost stunned; his falcon-like eyes carefully inspected everything, nodded slightly, and said: "It seems that here, There's only one person working together."
"Throne, discover the medicine storehouse."
"Go and see."
The so-called medicine storehouse was a small, almost airtight room, in which some medicinal materials that Chu Yang didn't need were piled up. They were placed in a mess on the ground. Naturally, Chu Yang did not forget to leave behind a few medicinal herbs that are relatively expensive...
"This guy is lazy enough. But there are some good things..." The throne stood at the door, frowned as he looked at the messy medicines piled up inside.
"There are two medicine jars here." One of the men in black called out.
The throne walked over, sniffed slightly, and said, "This one is obviously new and hasn't been used yet; and this... damn it, at least it's medicine boiled a month ago, and the medicine dregs are still in it , the fuck has grown white hair!"
The hairy medicine pot that Chu Yang spent a lot of time collecting was now in use.
One of them actually pushed aside the rotten white hair that had grown, wrinkled his nose and looked at the medicine residue inside, and said with certainty: "It's for treating wind and cold..."
"Get out! Who told you to turn it over? Are you fucking knowledgeable? You can even cure wind and cold..." The throne wrinkled his nose and flew into a rage, and slapped the guy hard on the face: "What happened a month ago?" Medicine dregs, even if it is used to treat internal injuries, it won't involve the Mo family, right? A month ago, Mo Chengyu was still sleeping in the Mo family!"
It turned out that when the guy turned over, the rotten smell, together with the smell of the original medicine dregs, smelt fiercely, and suddenly made the medicine storehouse smell worse than the public toilets in the military camp. soaring…
"Yes, yes, this subordinate should be damned." The guy repeatedly admitted his mistake, let go of his hand, and threw the medicine jar out, which landed on the ground with a bang. A casserole for boiling medicine... how strong can it be? Nature is immediately falling apart...
A more violent stench spread out all over the sky.
The "Throne" was almost furious, and slapped the troublemaker's face several times, covered his nose, and rushed out of the 'medicine storehouse' as if fleeing for his life. Extremely fast!
As soon as he went out, he gasped heavily. His eyes are dark and furious, I've seen someone without a brain, but I've never seen such a mindless one!
The people who were searching around rushed out holding their noses in embarrassment.
"Fuck! What does this smell... who did it?"
"Damn, it stinks..."
Lord Throne covered his nose, and asked dully: "Did you find anything? Is there any mechanism or something?" His voice was full of anger that was about to come.
"No... not found."
"Didn't realize what you bastards are still doing in there? Why don't you leave soon? Does the smell of fucking your ancestors smell good here?" The throne was furious, and with a whooping sound, he soared into the air, and flew away without a trace in an instant. trace…
It can be regarded as being wronged.
A high-ranking Dark Demon Throne, a king-level master of the rivers and lakes; even if he was in the middle school for three days, he is still a powerful person who stomps his feet and wanders around. How has he ever been to such an unclean place
Shame!
Everyone looked at each other, covered their noses and cursed endlessly, followed behind the throne, scrambling to rush out. The last one was the very "knowledgeable and talented" guy, and finally he couldn't help retching, and he vomited so hard that he left weakly...
Those few slaps on the throne were not in vain, after all, Ding Ding Dangdang lost two teeth and half a mouthful of blood...
Master Chu Yang, of course, did not know these things, and now he was in the treasure house of the palace.
His Royal Highness Prince Butian was very puzzled by the fact that the King of Hell of Chu would come to his door to ask for gambling debts, and expressed his strong puzzlement from the bottom of his heart.
Just said it, okay? Why do you act like you can't trust me at all, and then chase after me to ask for debts? I... My credit is so bad? So you can't believe it
Besides... It is very common for Iron Cloud City to ask for gambling debts. It happens every day, and there are even fights every day because of gambling debts;
This is so unusual.
So Prince Butian was extremely depressed. Look at the anxious look of this Chu Yan Wang, it seems that I won't give it if it's too late...
"His Royal Highness, ahem, hehe, just now the bet... you lost to me, so what... haven't you cashed in yet?"
Seeing what he said, it almost made Tie Butian lose his temper. Gritting her teeth, she said, "Chu Yuzuo, you... have yours! Can Gu still depend on your gambling debts?"
"Aha, ahem... I'm just afraid that His Royal Highness will forget things too much..." Chu Yang was actually a little embarrassed, but he didn't show it. Who made us thick-skinned? despised? It doesn't matter! As long as you cash out your gambling debt first, you can despise it however much you like...
As the saying goes, if you are thin-skinned, you can't eat; if you are thick-skinned, you can eat enough... There is a famous saying.
Now, the crown prince was "escorted" by Chu Yanwang very depressed, and walked towards the treasure house of the palace.