Wei Zhengxiang originally wanted to follow the Second Young Master out of the city, but unfortunately the old servant was urging him hard, so he could only hastily arrange for a few people to follow the Second Young Master and prepare to settle down the troublesome Third Young Master before looking for the Second Young Master. Young Master.
But when he hurried back to his house, he found that the third young master had fallen asleep because he had waited for too long, so he hurriedly turned back and left the city.
But he had just arrived outside the city when he heard a thunderclap on the plains. He felt ominous in his heart and hurriedly searched for the bodies of the guards in the forest north of the city.
Wei Zhengxiang did not dare to delay at all, and hurriedly used the Black Arrow Order to recruit helpers and asked them to find the whereabouts of the second young master, but he did not expect that such a misunderstanding would occur.
Fortunately, the Second Young Master spoke in time to dissuade Lu Chun from his actions, otherwise the Twelve Black Arrows, which had never missed before, would have been planted here today...
"Second Young Master, it's getting late, let's go back..."
Wei Zhengxiang put away the "Black Arrow Order", and the twelve black arrows disappeared in front of the two men like ghosts. Although the Second Young Master had heard about it for a long time, he was still surprised to see it with his own eyes.
There was such a big commotion here, let alone squirrels, even tigers and wolves were afraid to stay away and not dare to get even close. Although the second young master was unwilling to give up, he could only return to the city and prepare to make other plans.
Wei Zhengxiang was worried that there was still danger approaching, so he stayed close behind the second young master all the way, always paying attention to the surrounding signs.
The two of them, one behind the other, had not taken a few steps when Wei Zhengxiang saw a black shadow in the distance with two groups of black light rushing towards him. He also hurriedly blocked the second young master behind him: "Second Young Master! Be careful!"
But the second young master saw the situation clearly and signaled Wei Zhengxiang to relax: "General Wei, don't be nervous, this is the senior's dark friend!"
"Black friend?" Wei Zhengxiang put away his guard and just looked at the shapeless black ball in front of him with a strange expression.
This dark cloud came to the second young master and waved to him. The second young master did not dare to hesitate and squatted down with a puzzled look on his face, not knowing what the visitor was going to do.
Wu Yun jumped in front of the second young master, put something in his mouth into the second young master's hand, and then turned around and left the place without looking back.
The second young master looked into his hand and saw a little squirrel looking at him tremblingly with two black eyes open. He also smiled and murmured: "Although this senior doesn't look good, his mind is good." He was so delicate that he even helped me remember this matter... The junior would like to thank the senior for the third child first..."
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By the time Lu Chun returned to the inn with Wu Yun, the sky was already dark. Lu Chun had been exhausted for several days without waiting for a break and fell asleep. He slept until three o'clock in the morning.
Lu Chun's fatigue was mental. Even though he slept in a hazy state, it did alleviate the fatigue, so he called the waiter to prepare the meal. Perhaps it was because of his generosity that the waiter did not dare to neglect him, and he quickly delivered the food to the room in a short time.
Because he had been thinking about countermeasures yesterday, he didn't pay much attention to the surrounding environment. The more he looked at the waiter in front of him, the more familiar he looked, so he couldn't help but ask: "Where are you from?"
In the past, people who spent a lot of money were either wealthy businessmen or powerful people. How could they bother to talk to people like them? The waiter looked around and confirmed that the person in front of him was indeed talking to him. He also lowered his body and said, "Dear guest. , the younger one is a native of Yangdu."
Lu Chun was a little surprised when he heard this. As far as he knew, most of these handymen came from around Yangdu to make a living. People in Yangdu generally had their own businesses. Even if they came out to work, few people were willing to do this. A rough job.
All walks of life are equal. This is not to say who is better or worse, but there is a kind of laziness in the hearts of the people in the capital. They fish for three days and dry the nets for two days. Even if they do this kind of work, they cannot last long.
Lu Chun observed carefully and saw that the waiter in this shop had mature movements and rough skin. It looked like he had been working for a long time, which was quite different from the Yangdu people in his impression.
Ever since he answered the question from the other side, the man had been silent. He just looked at him coldly, which made the waiter tremble: "Sir... If everything is alright, I won't disturb your meal..."
With that said, the waiter shrank his neck and was about to exit the room.
And the moment he turned around, he saw Lu Chun slamming his palm on the table, which scared him so much that he almost lost his breath.
"What's your relationship with the mustache man who runs the coffin shop?" Looking at the front, Lu Chun didn't see any clues, but the moment the man turned around, Lu Chun's eyes lit up and he exclaimed Speak up!
When Lu Chun was selling medicine in Yangdu, he came into contact with many people, but he was only impressed by one of his "regular customers", especially the two-stroke mustache under his flat nose!
"Sir... the man you are talking about is my father..." The waiter in the shop was frightened and said tremblingly.
"Oh... no wonder, it turns out you are the son of that mustache!" Lu Chun suddenly realized, and his face became brighter.
Lu Chun's medicine stall was not far from Mustache's coffin shop, and the business of this coffin shop was naturally extremely deserted. Therefore, the mustached man often runs to him when he has something to do, so he is quite familiar with him.
Although Lu Chun was selling counterfeit medicines, he didn't attack acquaintances, so he could only use the ineffectiveness of this batch of "Shengxian Pills" as an excuse to hide his mustache. However, repeated refusals were unjustifiable, so Lu Chun could only bear the pain and separated out the only pill he had successfully refined and packed it for him, preparing to trade it to him when he came next time.
Unexpectedly, the mustache took the wrong medicine bottle before leaving. Before Lu Chun could greet him, the mustache disappeared.
Lu Chun thought that his medicine stall was not far from the coffin shop anyway, so he planned to wait until the stall was closed before exchanging with Mustache Hu, but he did not expect that Mustache Hu would close the coffin shop early and go home...
Lu Chun secretly prayed that the mustachioed man would not be anxious, and wanted to exchange the pills for him when he met him the next day, but he did not expect that something would happen to him the next day, and the exchange was never successful again...
"Senior... are you familiar with my father?" Seeing that the man in front of him seemed to have some relationship with his father, the waiter in the shop also hurriedly changed his title and his expression became respectful.
"Uh... well... we have some business dealings..." Lu Chun felt that it was beneath his status to reveal his drug selling business, so he coughed lightly to cover up his embarrassment.
"Business dealings?" Now it was the waiter's turn to be confused.
"Don't talk about this..." Lu Chun didn't want to be immersed in his unbearable past, and hurriedly changed the topic: "Although the coffin shop is deserted, it is still essential...Why do you come here instead of doing business at home? Doing odd jobs?"
The waiter in the shop looked bitter when he heard this: "It's just that I wanted to get rich, but I forgot my father's last instructions... which finally led to bad luck!"
"Having bad luck?" Lu Chun was a little confused, "Can you tell me about it conveniently?"
Seeing that Lu Chun was interested, the waiter's bitterness finally came to an end, and he was naturally very happy: "The reason why I ended up in this situation is also because I was implicated in a murder case. This matter is complicated and it is difficult to start. I would like to ask senior Please be patient and listen to me walk through it from the beginning..."
I heard from the waiter in this shop that their coffin shop was left by their ancestors. Although there has never been a wealthy person in the family, they have never suffered from illness. The elderly in the family often die without illness.
Mustache taught him how to customize coffins since he was a child, hoping that he could pass on the coffin-making skills of his ancestors. Although the waiter in the shop appears to be serious about his studies, he will always feel jealous whenever he sees other people's well-fed life, and always wants to explore other ways to make money.
Because life in Yangdu City was getting better and better at that time, the business of the coffin shop was naturally extremely deserted, and the waiter's family also lived a tight life. Fortunately, the horoscope at that time was related to the Jin family. When there was no business, he was taken care of by the Jin family, which was able to maintain the difficult life.
Unfortunately, the good times did not last long. The extermination of the Jin family once again allowed them to return to their previous days, and life became difficult again...
The sudden departure of his benefactor made Mustache Hu very sad, and he passed away soon after. The waiter in the shop could only take over the burden of maintaining the coffin shop, but it was a pity that his life was getting worse every day...
Seeing that the coffin shop is getting worse day by day, if it continues, I may not even be able to afford food. The waiter finally gritted his teeth and made up his mind, preparing to lead the store's clerks to change careers!
The coffin shop owned by the waiter is not very big, so logically there shouldn't be any outsiders. This guy was abandoned because of his innate intellectual disability. He happened to be picked up by Mustache on the road, and was brought back by Mustache. He felt pity and kept him.
So even though this guy is a waiter on the surface, the waiter doesn't dislike him at all. He treats him like a family member and often calls him a brother in private.
Although this brother was not as intelligent as ordinary people, he was extremely powerful, so he was nicknamed "Hercules". As the nickname gradually became louder, no one knew his original name.
"Hercules" seemed reckless, but he was unexpectedly good at cooking. The waiter didn't want to miss this business opportunity, so he bought out the coffin shop and planned to find a place to open a small restaurant.
Perhaps because he was used to remote places, or perhaps because he was short of money, the waiter in the shop finally found only one remote place that barely met the requirements.
Because this "strong man" had to cook the food, he couldn't get away from it, and the waiter didn't have the spare money to recruit helpers. He could only work as a shopkeeper and a waiter at the same time, and he was often exhausted...
As time went by, the waiter gradually got used to this fast-paced life, and perhaps because of "Hercules"'s good craftsmanship, the business gradually improved! The waiter thought about hiring a helper to share the hard work with him.
But on the day he was about to recruit people, an elder from the Jade Pot Sect with a cold temperament suddenly came to the store. The waiter was afraid of neglecting him, so he could only delay the matter and prepare to serve this "ancestor" away. Make plans.
"Ahem..." After hearing this, Lu Chun choked on the tea in his mouth and coughed for a while, even tears were about to flow out.
The more he listened, the more he felt something was wrong. He finally realized that the reason why he thought this person looked familiar at first was not because the waiter looked similar to the mustache, but because he had actually seen this person with his own eyes.
Unexpectedly, when he came to Yangdu that day, he stayed at the waiter's inn. At this time, the elder of the Yuhu Sect who the waiter said had a "cold temperament" was Lu Chun himself. He didn't know how the waiter would react when he found out about this.
"Senior...what's wrong with you? Is there something wrong with the tea?" The waiter in the shop was nervous for a while and hurriedly came closer to change the tea for him.
At this time, Lu Chun was very curious as to why the waiter in this shop had fallen to such a low level in such a short period of time, and he waved his hand.
"It's okay, it's okay, I just drank too much. You continue...continue..."
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