Panlong City, west corner of the city, Liu Mansion, back house.
"Zhao San, go!"
"Yes, yes, the person in charge has spoken, Zhao San, go quickly!"
"Go? Go to hell with your mother. I went there last time, and I went there last time. You asked me to go this time?
Your life is life, but mine is not?
This time, either you will kill me directly, or you will choose someone to go. I will never go! "
"Zhao San, we haven't seen each other for a few hours. Are you angry?"
"I have a bad temper? Hahaha, it's all a matter of death, I don't care!"
"Forget it, forget it, Zhao San has indeed been there many times. We can't bully him too much. Let's change, Li Si, you go..."
"No, boss, how can I go there? I, I don't want to die, and if I die, if I die, no one will be there to help you!
Zhang Wu, aren’t you brave? Last time, you made a bet with us and stayed one night in Panfen. Why didn't you talk this time?
Well, are you scared? "
"Yes, Zhang Wu, are you scared? Are you scared?"
"You girls are so scared. You are not feeling well today. I, you didn't know that I had diarrhea this morning?"
"Shit, you're just a coward!"
"..."
In the courtyard, four or five young men gathered together. They seemed to be quarreling fiercely about something. Their voices became louder and louder, and their faces turned red.
On the stone table next to it, there is an exquisite food box placed.
The quarrel lasted for as long as a cup of tea, and a tall young boy in Tsing Yi was still pushed out.
He picked up the food box angrily and walked forward, looking back step by step. His pitiful expression was like that of a frustrated little daughter-in-law.
But the other young men in Tsing Yi also reached the final opinion, and they all stared at him and urged him with their eyes.
Finally, as a last resort, the tall young man named Zhang Wu finally passed through the arch, walked through the nine-curved corridor, crossed the rockery and the lake, and stopped outside a wing.
He walked very slowly, but no matter how slow he was, the road had an end. When he stopped in front of the door, he was already shaking and sweating profusely.
But already here, he had no way out.
Inhaling and exhaling, it took him a long time to calm down his emotions. He tried hard to control his hands and knocked lightly on the door.
Boom, boom, boom!
"Master, I'm here to bring you meals." Zhao Wu tried his best to raise his voice, but his voice was still as soft as a cat's meow.
But the people in the room seemed to have very good ears, and they said: "The door is unlocked, come in quickly, you bunch of unscrupulous slaves, why are you so slow? Do you want to starve me to death, young master?"
The voice was clear and childish, and it seemed that he was not too old, but at the end of his words, he trailed off again, looking a little out of breath.
The boy in Tsing Yi took a deep breath for the last time and tried to act normal. He pushed the door open and walked in.
This is a very warmly decorated study room. On the left side after entering, you can see a large rosewood marble case with various famous people's dharma stickers, dozens of square inkstones, various colored pen holders, and a forest of vertical pens in the pen holder.
Various celebrity calligraphy and paintings hang on the walls.
The west wall is the most special. A picture of "Mist and Rain in the Clouds" shows the ethereal state. A city disappears and appears among the mountains and rivers, as if it has come to life.
To the right of the study is a small living room with a mahogany round table and several carved stools around it.
The boy in Tsing Yi walked quickly to the round table, put down the food box, opened it, took out the various foods in it one by one, and put it down. His movements were gentle and almost silent, and his speed was extremely fast.
After everything was done, he put away the food box, returned to the hall, and said: "Master, can we have a meal?"
"Um!"
At this time, someone opened the bead curtain of the study and walked out.
The boy couldn't help but raised his head slightly and took a quick look. He saw that the man who was leading the way out was a tall and thin man wearing Confucian clothes. He had an elegant temperament and a well-mannered manner. At a glance, he could tell that he was a personable and well-read man. Confucian students.
Following him was a woman with a graceful figure, enchanting and charming. Although she was well-dressed, she could not hide her plump figure. Her steps were like stepping on clouds, soft and graceful.
Her face was like a peach blossom, and her eyebrows seemed affectionate. When the boy looked at her, she seemed to be aware of it. She lowered her eyebrows and looked at each other with a silly smile.
With just one glance, the boy seemed to have lost his soul, his face showed an obsession, and he couldn't extricate himself.
The young man seemed to feel something and said, "Go down!"
The sound was very loud and heavy, making the boy tremble slightly. He bowed, saluted, retreated to the door, and closed the door again.
A cold wind blew outside the door, waking him up and making him covered in cold sweat. He didn't dare to delay anymore, and immediately took steps to leave as if running away.
However, when he approached the arch of the courtyard wall, he still couldn't help but turn back and take another look.
At just one glance, he was so frightened that he collapsed to the ground, water stains soaked into the clothes under his crotch, and he trembled as he uttered two words.
"Ghost? Ghost!"
It was almost evening at this time, the light dimmed, and candlelight lit up in the room, reflecting the two figures on the window sill.
One of them had a thin figure and a measured manner, and he was clearly that young man.
Secondly, the enchanting woman has turned into a twisted monster, with a green face, fangs, and horns. It looks terrifying. There are also weird tentacles hanging down and falling on the man, as if sucking something.
But before the boy in green was aware of it, a tentacle-like black shadow had already fallen on him.
Visibly, he became weaker and weaker.
…
It was already approaching evening when Mo Chengjun arrived at Panlong City.
Before the city gate closed, he entered the city without any delay. He picked a child at the door to be his guide and found the Xue family's store in Panlong City.
Panlong City is different from Hongshan City. This is the traditional sphere of influence of the Xue family. Since Xue Pan's grandfather's generation, they have bought land and opened shops here. According to the old man's idea, he can spend his old age here after retiring from the army.
I just didn't expect that the road of the Xue family would become wider and wider, and the family business would also be booming. By Xue Pan's generation, the layout of Panlong City was no longer needed.
However, the Xue family's business territory here has been settled, and the industries involved cover almost all aspects of food, clothing, housing and transportation.
In a city like this, they cannot act independently like Hongshan City. There must be someone who can coordinate the overall situation, just like Xue Pan does in Yunjian City.
Liu Fu, the Xue family's uncle, was Xue Pan's biological aunt and his father's third sister. She had a good relationship with the whole family.
Liu Fu was born into a family of farming and studying. Although his family fell into decline in his generation, no one can deny that he was actually very talented in reading.
Although he failed in the scholar examination, it was not because of his lack of knowledge, but because he was hindered by his father.
Liu Fu's father was a real gambler, and he used all the family's land on the gambling table, until he ended up freezing to death on the street.
And this Liu Fu, in order to support his family, dropped out of school and returned home very early, and finally joined the Xue family shop as an apprentice.
There is a saying that 'it is gold, it shines wherever it goes', and it is also because of being literate and speaking elegantly.
In the end, not only did he gradually become the youngest shopkeeper of the Xue family, but he was also valued by the old man of the Xue family, married Xue Pan's aunt, and was entrusted with important tasks, becoming the person in charge of Panlong City.
Xue Pan spoke highly of his uncle, saying that he was well-rounded, thoughtful and extremely smooth in his conduct.
But if you think he is just an old man, you are totally wrong.
He sees people and things very accurately and has the courage to make decisions. The scale of Panlong City's business has at least doubled under his hands.
When Mo Chengjun came down the mountain, Xue Pan introduced this person specifically and made it clear that this person could be of great help.
This is a grain store with a large front door. There are not only bags of grain neatly stacked inside, but also different flows of people passing through it.
Either the porters were moving up and down, or the shop apprentices were weighing and counting, and one or two shopkeepers were constantly fiddling with the abacus in their hands, recording each stroke.
It was here that Mo Chengjun met Liu Fu, a middle-aged man with a big belly, wearing silk and brocade clothes and dressing up as a foreign minister.
He wears a very conspicuous bright yellow hat, and his handsome appearance in his youth can be vaguely seen, and his small eyes are very lively!
However, it seemed that he had not been able to rest well for many days, and he had two extremely obvious dark circles under his eyes.
Naturally, Mo Chengjun didn't talk nonsense and directly threw out the guest token and explained his purpose.
Liu Fu, on the other hand, simply called a few of his close men and gave them instructions, and they left immediately.
Mo Chengjun had good ears and eyes, and could detect the arrangements made by these people after they went out.
After a while, the business of the entire grain store had stopped for nearly half, and twenty or thirty people all went out, heading in all directions, obviously with different destinations.
Just for this arrangement, Mo Chengjun looked at Liu Yuanwai thoughtfully and nodded slightly. He was indeed a resolute person.
However, the next moment, Liu Yuanwai's behavior shocked Mo Chengjun.
Here, Mo Chengjun just picked up the tea and took a careful sip. Over there, Liu Yuanwai knelt down with a plop.
"Immortal, Immortal, please save this child's life, and also save my whole family!"
Mo Chengjun paused while drinking tea, then narrowed his eyes and glanced at Liu Yuanwai. He waved his hand, and waves of soft but tough wind blew by, lifting Liu Yuanwai up.
At this time, he spoke: "Get up and tell me in detail what you have to say. Xue Pan and I are also friends. If I can, I will help."
Liu Yuanwai's scalp was numb at Mo Chengjun's glance.
With just one glance, he knew that the person in front of him was not only a profound monk, but also difficult to fool.
But he still tried to calm down, spoke slowly, and made the matter clear.
And when talking about this matter, we have to talk about Liu Fu’s son.
Liu Fu and Xue Pan's aunt have been married for twenty years and have a son named Liu Hong.
Because the Liu family was originally a farming and studying family, although Liu Fu was forced to engage in business, when it came to his son, he still wanted him to achieve success in fame.
Therefore, he asked the Master to enlighten him since he was a child.
And this Liu Hong was also a child of reading. He became a boy student at the age of thirteen. He passed the imperial examination at the age of sixteen and became a scholar.
This year I am eighteen, and I am already preparing for the autumn season, and I am a real academic champion.
Liu Fu also loved his son very much, but almost all his requests were granted.
But the problem started a month ago.
On that day, Liu Hong made an appointment with several scholars of the same year to go out for fun, but when he came back, he brought a woman back with him.
That woman was so beautiful and charming that Liu Hong was so fascinated that he would not marry her.
For this reason, he had quarrels with Liu Fu countless times, which made Liu Fu lose his temper and finally had to compromise.
But just when he was about to agree to the marriage, he realized that this woman... was not a human being!
Mo Chengjun asked in surprise: "You said she is a monster?"
Liu Fu shook his head, his expression ugly: "It's a ghost!"
This time, Mo Chengjun did turn his head. He looked at Liu Fu with interest and asked, "You mean, there is a ghost in your house?"
