The original misunderstood me! ! !

Wen Yue sat up from the bed abruptly, his chest heaved and he felt dizzy.

After taking a dozen or so deep breaths, he slowly opened his eyes as if he had finally settled down.

At the entrance, silk and brocade quilts, gauze curtains like smoke, and carved window tallows reveal warm yellow sunlight that was cut into small pieces by? There is a white jade animal ear incense burner on the small mahogany table, which is curling up and blowing out green smoke.

Opposite the head of the bed is a red sandalwood stand, full of bright pearls and full of treasures, whether it is antiques, calligraphy and paintings, pens, inks, papers and inkstones, everything is available.

It is several times more luxurious than his room in Bizhu Peak.

Wen Yue: "..."

What kind of new dream is this?

Didn't he just now? Was he with Yu Zheyuan?

The memory stays in the scene of Yu Zheyuan kissing him, his eyes are still sore, as if he just cried.

His whole body was extremely weak, and his spirit seemed to be emptied.

Everything showed that the drinking and deep kiss just now was not just a dream.

Yu Zheyuan seems to be saying goodbye to whom through him?

And who is this "who"? It's self-evident.

……

Wen Yue was so distressed that he was already numb.Yu Zheyuan's "tragic death" left him stunned, and the handing over of wine and that kiss made him cast aside himself in despair, as if drowning in deep water, and once again became a substitute for the original owner.

But at this moment, what he was thinking about was Yu Zheyuan's safety.

Wen Yue flipped off the quilt and got out of bed.

This is an exquisite and luxurious bedroom, full of ingenuity and exquisiteness, burning with the breath of money.

Wen Yue only looked at it once, then withdrew his gaze, and walked straight to the door.

The doorknobs are actually inlaid with gold and jade, elegant and elegant, matching the whole room very well.

Wen Yue opened the door, and the two Xiaosi who were dozing outside the door immediately raised their heads as if receiving a signal, and met Wen Yue's big eyes.

one second.

two seconds.

three seconds.

The two turned their heads and howled in unison: "My boss is awake!!!"

Wen Yue was terrified by their howls, and almost reflexively threw out his bone sword.

There was only a sound of footsteps, and after a while, dozens of men and women dressed as merchants appeared at the door, bowing their hands to him one after another.

"Boss, you are finally here! From now on, we, Tianzi No. [-], will flourish under your leadership!"

"Does the boss want to see the account books of my armory? I made a profit of 10,000+ taels of silver last year. I wonder if you are satisfied?"

"Oh, what you said, the former boss will definitely tell the boss! Are you tired, boss? Are you tired, or do you want some tea? Or come to Lingluo shop and pick out some new outfits?"

"Come here, my master, we have a new store of rare treasures? Are there many good things, such as gold inkstones, phoenix blood jade, bone finger flowers from the devil world, green plum plums from the fairy world..."

"I have it here too! My boss looks at me!"

Wen Yue seemed to be surrounded by a group of noisy sparrows. He heard them chatter a lot, but he didn't understand what they meant.

Wen Yue: ...The boss?

Wen Yue: "You? Are you calling me?"

All the shopkeepers nodded in unison.

"..." Wen Yue said affirmatively, "You guys? You got the wrong person."

Everyone saw that his face was pale, tired but serious, you looked at me, I looked at you, and then looked up at the plaque, and confirmed: "That's right, you are our new boss!"

"The former owner said that at noon today, if there is one person in our Xibaoxuan, that person will be the new owner of Tianzi No. [-]."

"I still have a portrait prepared by a former boss here, isn't it wrong?" A shopkeeper with a sapphire abacus on his neck took out a roll of silk from his sleeve and shook it away—a young man with a handsome face and clear eyebrows. Appearing in the painting, the long hair is like ink, and the sleeves are floating. The previous sinister and evil spirits are gone.

It turned out to be another kind of "Demon Lord".

According to the description in the original book, Mozun Wenyue is gloomy, evil and mad, and his whole body is full of "demon" temperament.

Wen Yue in this painting is as warm and moist as jade, making people feel like a spring breeze, more like a fairy than a demon.

Wen Yue secretly sighed.

Sure enough? No matter how the outside world evaluates Mozun, in the eyes of Xianjun, he is the best.

And it was precisely because he occupied the magpie's nest and entered the body of the original owner that he could enjoy the treatment that belonged to the original owner again and again, including the huge wealth left by the former owner.

"..." Wen Yue paused and asked, "You guys? Who was the former boss?"

Is it a fairy elder named Yu?

"It's a gentleman surnamed Yu." The shopkeeper of Lingluopu said, "It is said that because of his appearance, he was disfigured, so he put on a mask to cover it up. We haven't seen his real face, but we only know that he is rich. He built the Tianzi No. [-] chain shop with one hand, covering everything from weapons and treasures to clothing inns. It has developed better and better over the years and has become the No. [-] shop in Liangguo. Yugong? Ranked in the top ten of the rich list."

"To be precise, this year's third place will be the first next year."

"Absolutely!" One person showed admiration, and said with emotion, "The former boss is really a business genius!"

Wen Yue: "..."

Sure enough? As he expected, this "Tianzi No. [-]" property was clearly left by Yu Zheyuan to the original owner.

Naturally, Wen Yue couldn't? It was the most basic question of character that he could face himself as his "employee".

But the original owner is not here, so he can neither publicize that he is not the Demon Lord, nor can he refuse the Taoist companion's kindness on behalf of the original owner.

But why does Yu Zheyuan know today? At noon, he will appear in Xibaoxuan?

He entrusted all the property to the original owner, what does that mean?

Wen Yue's heart sank, and he said: "So that's the case? A certain person trusts Mr. Yu's eyes very much. He picked all the shopkeepers because of the way you make money."

"These pawnshops, I would like to trouble the shopkeepers to continue to operate. There is something urgent, so let's go ahead."

After finishing speaking, with luck and spiritual power, his footsteps flew like flying, and disappeared in Tianzi No. [-] Inn in a blink of an eye.

The shopkeepers: "..."

With Wen Yue's current strength, the shopkeepers naturally couldn't catch up.After walking several streets in one breath, Wen Yue stopped after making sure that there were no shops with Tianzi No. [-] signboards around, and breathed a sigh of relief.

——He must rush back to Bizhu Peak as soon as possible.

From falling asleep in Yunyu Pavilion to waking up in Xibaoxuan, everything he experienced during this period made Wen Yue restless and extremely restless.

He doesn't want to "say goodbye" to Yu Zheyuan.

Wen Yue found a corner where no one was around, took out the Qiankun bag, didn't he? Unexpectedly, he found that after those two weird dreams, the bone sword, talisman, mirror of rebirth in the Qiankun bag, as well as the ?Suppressed mana, all back.

Wen Yue sacrificed the bone sword, and flew with the sword.As soon as he flew over a street, he caught a glimpse of a familiar purple figure surrounded by a group of gangsters.

It was actually his stupid apprentice, Situ Yi!

Situ Yi was surrounded in a corner by six or seven young men who were suspected of being religious followers. His face was flushed and veins protruded from his forehead. He pressed his right hand on the handle of the Yan Luo Dao, but he did not immediately slap him because he cared about the opponent's mortal body.

"You guys? Talk nonsense again, I'm really going to hit someone!" Situ Yi said loudly.

"Nonsense? Are you a zombie that jumped out of a coffin?" A gangster sneered, "Who in the world doesn't know that Yu Zheyuan and Wen Yue are reconciled?"

"Yu Zheyuan is already? Dead! He has long been hit by the ten steps of the Disha Palace, and his soul is lost, and his bones are gone!"

Seeing Situ Yi's wide-eyed eyes, trembling lips, and the appearance that the sky is falling, the little bastard grew out of his guts, and continued to add more information: "Oh, I heard that the princess from the former dynasty is also missing, no ? Knowing life and death. And once Yu Zheyuan died, Mozun Wenyue emptied the entire Bizhu Peak of treasures, and went back to the base camp to have a good time!"

"Maybe? Maybe he's tired of Yuzheyuan long ago. All of this is because he is killing people with a knife, eradicating old hobbies and finding new ones?"

"Get promoted and get rich and die as a Taoist couple, I understand, hahahahaha."

"Liar!!!" Situ Yi smoked, his eyes were red with anger, "You guys? You're talking nonsense!!!"

The relationship between Xianjun and Shizun is so good, before he inexplicably appeared here, he even went to Yunyu Pavilion together, how could it be possible to reconcile? !

What about Xianjun? How could he die?Isn't ten steps empty? Do you die within ten steps? !Xianjun has been walking without showing any abnormality!

And sister Yu...

Miss Yu? Did you kiss him just now?How could it not be? Know whereabouts?

Situ Yi: "I beat you to death?!!!"

Rabbits will bite people when they are in a hurry, let alone them? They slandered his three most important people at once.

Situ Yi couldn't bear it any longer, drew out the red flame knife, and swept an arc of fire.The human-educated gangster was immediately possessed by flames, flying out one after another like burning human-shaped cannonballs.

"Bang bang bang..."

Situ Yi turned into a puffer fish on the spot.

Seeing that the hair on the top of the silly apprentice's head exploded with anger, he made another move,

He would really beat these gangsters to death, Wen Yue rushed down and said, "Ah Yi."

Situ Yi: "Wow——Master!!!!"

When he saw Wen Yue, he plunged into Wen Yue's arms like a bullied chick meeting an old hen.

"Wuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" !"

Wen Yue patted the silly apprentice's head with a vicissitudes of life: Master, did you hear that?

Situ Yi: "It's all fake, right? Yes!"

Wen Yue was silent.

Maybe he was silent for too long, did Situ Yi finally notice it? Yes, he raised his head.

Then? Listen? Wen Yue said: "I am reconciled with Xianjun."

"But? We? are still a family. No matter who is in trouble, we will help each other."

"You and Luo Yu are still our only disciples."

Wen Yue tried his best to recall what the parents said to the child when the parents divorced in the TV series in his previous life, racking his brains to ease Situ Yi's emotions and let him slowly accept the reality instead of living in the lies of the past.

Situ Yi slowly opened his eyes wide, and tears welled up: "You're lying!"

He choked up and said: "Master, don't you? You are going to lie to me."

"Is it? Is there something hidden? The fairy is poisoned, don't you want to drag you down, Master?"

"Or you guys? Make peace with each other so that it's convenient? Deal with Yin Changli?"

"How is Xianjun now? Where is Yumei?"

"Why are we? All here?"

Wen Yue had nothing to say in the face of the stupid disciple's questioning one after another.

He looked at Situ Yi who said "the world is collapsing", and probably understood why Yu Zheyuan didn't want to tell the silly apprentice the truth—this child is too innocent, and he might really not be able to bear such a blow.

Wen Yue let out a long sigh in his heart, and slowed down his tone: "There are indeed other reasons for the separation, which is very complicated. It is a secret between me and Xianjun. I can't tell you for the time being."

Situ Yi nodded with tears in his eyes.

"As for where Luo Yu is, what about Xianjun, and even a teacher? I don't know."

Wen Yue thought of the rumors in the mouth of the gangster just now, about the Bizhu Peak that was evacuated, the missing Luo Yu... and the Shibukong that Yu Zheyuan blocked for him, and his heart was filled with haze. Shrouded, the sense of unhappiness is getting stronger and stronger.

"Let's go," he stretched out his hand to Situ Yi, "Let's go back to Bizhufeng."