Twenty years later, Mu Lin came to this city again, feeling a little bit that things and people have changed.
"Don't miss it if you pass by! Freshly baked big buns!" A middle-aged man was shouting enthusiastically in front of the bun shop.
"Hey, girl, would you like some buns? Cabbage and pork stuffing. Three cents each, five cents for two!"
Mu Lin smiled, "Isn't it two cents each?"
"Hey, that was the price many years ago. It has increased a long time ago. Miss, do you want some buns? If you buy more, I can give you a discount!"
Mu Lin took out five coins and handed them over, saying with a smile, "Boss, two buns, please."
The boss didn't seem disappointed. He smiled like Maitreya Buddha and quickly handed it to Mu Lin. "Okay! It's packed. Take it, girl. Come back next time!"
"Yeah." Mu Lin took the oil paper bag, waved to the boss with a smile, then turned and walked towards his master.
After a while, the boss slapped his head. He had just sold two buns, right? But he couldn't remember the customer's face...
Mu Lin raised the oil-paper bag in his hand and said, "Master, would you like some buns?"
Orikawa shook his head, his immortal temperament was pure and noble.
After eating the buns, Mu Lin went to the nearby bookstore and bought two cookbooks so that he could make his favorite food in Yingzhou.
Orikawa was a little confused, "Aren't you looking for Baiyu Tower?"
Mu Lin froze and hammered his head in annoyance, "Master, I forgot..."
"Don't look for it, just figure it out directly."
"Disciple knows!"
Mu Lin immediately calculated with his fingers, over and over again, and couldn't help but frowning. After calculating for a long time, he got nothing.
She raised her eyes and looked at her master carefully. Her master's brows showed a hint of helplessness, "Let me do it."
Mu Lin stood aside obediently. She really had no talent in this area, so she could only watch her master calculate carefully.
After a moment, the master looked at her and gave her the answer.
"Southwest Wanhua Tower."
Mu Lin changed his pitiful look and smiled brightly: "Thank you, Master~"
Orikawa looked away, feeling for the first time that his apprentice was a bit stupid.
"I'll wait for you in a nearby teahouse."
"Okay, Master. I'll be back as soon as I finish my work." Mu Lin took two steps forward, then suddenly turned back and handed a few pieces of silver to his master, "Master, tea money."
Orikawa: “…” Does he look like someone who can’t afford tea
“No need.”
Mu Lin felt his master throwing something at him. He caught it and found it was a heavy gold ingot.
The master's slow words reached her ears, "Disciple, money for visiting Wanhua Tower."
“… Thank you, Master.” Mu Lin finally understood that his master not only had money, but was also very rich.
Mu Lin went to do some work, and Master Zhechuan walked into the teahouse as he was told, found a secluded spot, and ordered a pot of West Lake Longjing tea.
Lowering his head to take a sip of tea, Master Orikawa had to admit that although the tea was not as good as the fairy tea, the tea brewed in the teahouse was much better than the one brewed by his disciple.
It was obvious how his disciple had wasted his good tea.
Master Orikawa drank his tea leisurely. Although his face was difficult to see, his demeanor and bearing were not like those of an ordinary person, so no one sat next to him.
As the sun set, the teahouse gradually became lively. It was almost full. Even the table next to Orikawa Masamune had three people sitting at it.
"Brother Wang, will you come with us to Wanhua Tower? I heard that the new courtesan, Wanniang, is as beautiful as a fairy from heaven!"
"Yes, why don't you and I, brothers, go together and see its style?"
"Brother He and Brother Li are right. I haven't seen Zhen'er for a long time. Although she is not very pretty, she is gentle and considerate. She is a rare flower in Wanhua Tower..."
"I still like Xiu Qiang's aggressive personality, she's quite charming, and she's also very charming in bed..."
Orikawa had overheard their conversation accidentally, but the more he listened, the more he felt something was wrong. When he heard one of the men speak in a low voice, he frowned suddenly, put down his teacup almost instantly, and tilted his head to ask, "Excuse me, may I ask where Wanhua Tower is?"
"Hey, this brother is not a local, right? You don't even know the most famous brothel in Yunzhou, Wanhualou?"
"Yeah, yeah, brother, you must go and experience it if you have the chance... Hey, where are the people?"
The three of them rubbed their eyes at the same time, doubting whether what they had just seen was an illusion. How could someone disappear in the blink of an eye? However, there was still a faint white mist coming out of the teacup on the table, and the fragrance of tea filled the air.
In a short time, Master Orikawa arrived outside the Wanhua Tower and smelled a fragrant breeze from afar. In front of the building, a scantily clad woman was soliciting customers in a coquettish manner... His temples were throbbing.
He thought Wanhua Tower was a place to sell flowers, but he never expected it to be a brothel! If he knew, he would never let Mu Lin come here to look for someone...
The more Master Zhechuan thought about it, the more he frowned. No matter what, Mu Lin was simple-minded and ignorant of the ways of the world. How could he enter such a place of debauchery and pollute his eyes and ears, and leave him with psychological trauma
This is truly his fault as a master!
He also told Mu Lin not to use magic on mortals easily, as it would affect their fate. Would this make her feel uneasy? What if those mortals flirted with her
Zhechuan felt that he was the most unsuccessful master in the world! He quickly closed his eyes and let his consciousness cover the entire Wanhua Tower, searching for the location of his disciple one by one.
It only took him a short moment to find Mu Lin in a room on the third floor. The next moment, Mu Lin received a voice message from her master, asking her to stay there and not move.
Mu Lin nodded in surprise and sat casually beside the bed waiting for her master to come. Although she didn't quite understand why her master wanted to come...
She calculated for a long time outside Wanhua Tower, barely figured out the location of the person she was looking for, and sneaked in by using a trick. Unexpectedly, the corridor on the third floor was guarded, and Mu Lin had to work hard to get in.
She was searching room by room, and when she was halfway through, she received a message from her master.
In a moment, the master appeared before her.
He was usually dressed in white, with black hair, and had an unparalleled elegance. However, there was a rare hint of anxiety on his handsome face. However, the moment he saw Mu Lin, all his anxiety and worry disappeared.
Mu Lin felt inexplicably at ease. With such a person behind her, what worries and fears could she have
There seemed to be some sound coming from outside the door. Mu Lin got up to listen, but heard a charming female voice, like a soft and delicate silk thread, which seemed to make people's hearts tremble.
"Sir, please don't be impatient. Come inside first. Wan Niang will do whatever you say."
"Hehehe, Wan Niang, my baby..."
Before Mu Lin finished listening, a pair of large hands had already covered her ears. The fingertips were as cool as jade and pressed into her black hair, but the palms covering her ears were warm.
It's Master Orikawa's hand!
Mu Lin's heartbeat suddenly slowed down. No, the whole world slowed down. It seemed that all the noise had left her. All her senses were focused on those hands, and she could no longer hear any other sounds.
At this moment, what Orikawa Masamune was thinking: He actually used such a clumsy method, when he could obviously cast a spell to block the sound... He was confused because he was concerned, confused because he was concerned, confused because he was concerned.
Master Orikawa had a blank expression on his face. He quickly cast a sleeping spell and knocked down the pair of mandarin ducks entangled outside the door.
Then Mu Lin felt the hands covering her ears loosen, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief, the temperature on her face finally gradually dropped. She pushed open the door, and sure enough, she saw a man and a woman lying on the ground, embracing each other like mandarin ducks.
She calculated twice more and was a little surprised to find that this obese middle-aged man was the person she was looking for.
The middle-aged man was awakened by a basin of cold water. When he opened his eyes, he saw a girl in white standing in front of him. In the distance, there was a man in white opening the window for ventilation.
"Master, what are you doing?"
Master Orikawa was calm and composed, "It's a bit stuffy." The air was extremely bad, and the spices burning in the incense burner had aphrodisiac properties.
"Oh." Mu Lin almost forgot that her master was a big shot who pursued the quality of life. She wondered whether she should use a cleaning technique.
"You, why did you catch me here?" Xue Cheng said tremblingly. The water in the basin was really cold!
Mu Lin smiled kindly: "You are from Baiyu Tower, right? I want to ask you something."
"…" Hey, girl, are you asking this in a friendly way? Xue Cheng roared wildly in his heart.
"Of course, you don't have to answer, but since I can kidnap you and then kill you and destroy the body, I won't force you."
When you are under someone's roof, you have to bow your head. After some psychological preparation, Xue Cheng finally decided to tell everything he knew.
"Miss, tell me, as long as I, Xue Cheng, know something, I will tell you everything!"
"I want to know the news about Zhonglijian."
"Zhongli, Jian..." Xue Cheng thought about it carefully and suddenly realized, "You mean the previous owner of our Baiyu Tower? He passed away at the turn of spring and summer twenty years ago. The most talked about thing is that he had married 187 wives..."
"Some of the previous 186 people eloped, some died of illness, and some escaped. Anyway, they left Master Zhongli due to various natural and man-made disasters, but he never asked anyone to chase them..."
"What about the last one?"
"The last lady is a legend. It is said that she broke off the friendship with the owner of the Zhongli Tower, and the owner burned a sea of flowers for her! That was a sea of white snow flowers worth a thousand gold! Not long after, the owner of the Zhongli Tower passed away. Maybe it was because the last lady was heartbroken? Ordinary people don't know these things, but my brother is a senior executive of the Baiyu Tower, and he knows more or less about these things..."
Mu Lin was silent for a while, looking at Xue Cheng with a rather strange look.
If Xue Cheng knew that the person standing in front of him was Zhongli Jian's 187th wife, he would not be able to gossip with such relish.
He would not know how true the incident was.
Ridiculous, how different from what he described...
Mu Lin roughly knew what happened after she escaped that year, and she had fulfilled one of her wishes, but there was still one thing she wanted to do.