The additional effect of warming weather is that more tourists come to Lijiang, and the bar business is rising. Mu Dayi is sent to help almost every day by Uncle Zhang.

Yes, in name, she is the little boss's wife in the bar, but Uncle Zhang still has the final say inside and outside. He whispered to Cao Yanhua privately: I really leave it to the little boss's wife to take charge of the business, we can't drink the northwest wind in the meal.

The so-called "help" is nothing more than serving plates, ordering orders, and serving plates.

That night, Kiyo took the plate to the bar for the ninth time, and was frustrated and weak: "This is not the life I want."

Uncle Zhang was helping 10,000 yuan at the bar, and he smiled: "Then what life you want is like? You are the little boss's wife. We support it with all the bars."

Kiyo was even more depressed: "The key is that I don't even know what kind of life I want. I'm not as good as Cao Pangpang."

Every time Cao Yanhua finished practicing, he would take out his wallet from his arms and open it, pay attention to Jackie Chan's photo. Without further questions, he knew that he was silently moving closer to his idol, no matter whether he was whimsical or not, at least he was better than her.

Uncle Zhang sympathized with her: "How about finding someone to marry?"

Forget it, it's better to put the plate in a more realistic way.

When Mu Dai's black face was filled with wine on the tray, he picked it up tremblingly, Uncle Zhang couldn't bear to see it: "I'm so lazy, how can you do if you run two top orders?"

What can you do? Be tired.

There are bailitian with open covers on the tray, mixing cocktails and high-legged glasses. Some have lemons on the mouth of the cup, and some have exquisite small umbrellas with slanted edges. Different colors of wine, which shake slightly with the stride, occasionally you can hear the sound of the cups bumping.

Mu Dai's eyes remained on the tray, and he didn't dare to breathe too much. He repeated mechanically: "Sorry, please let me go."

Someone passed by and said with a smile: "Kiyo has gained weight."

Kiyoshi didn't react and continued to walk forward for a step or two, then suddenly stopped.

Huh?

Is this... Luo Ren?

When did he come back? Why didn't he mention it to her?

Also, let me know what it means to grow fat!

***

Luo Ren just arrived. After Zheng brought Pinting into the house, he praised that the yard of the house was cleaned very clean.

If Cao Yanhua heard this, he would be particularly pleased.

After settling down, I thought that the bar shouldn't have stopped yet, so I came over to say hello.

Sure enough, the light is full of colors and the five colors are the most lively time.

When Yi Wansan saw him, he seemed a little uncomfortable and nodded slightly to show his respect. The bartender was the pillar of the bar, and Luo Ren did not disturb him. After looking around, he sat down opposite Cao Yanhua.

"Miyo is so busy, are you idle?"

Cao Yanhua flattened his arm and showed him, with blood and tears: "Look at my hand trembling, like Parkinson's syndrome, I will fall whatever I do."

Then I had time to say hello: "How is my sister Ting? Is the operation still going well? That thing..."

Speaking of this, the voice suddenly lowered and a look of your knowing and I heard it.

Luo Ren knew what he meant: "Bringed."

Cao Yanhua took a deep breath: "Can you keep it shut?"

It's hard to say, like an irregular bomb, it can't tell when it will catch people off guard.

"Cao Yanhua, I want to ask you, are there anything special these days?"

Cao Yanhua shook his head: "No, it's just tiring, it's tiring to practice. My sister Mu Dai..."

I originally wanted to complain, but suddenly I saw her ordering for the customer at a table next to her, and her voice suddenly rose octave: "But how can I say that, only strict teachers can produce high disciples..."

The lingering sound was lingering around the beams on the table, which made Mu Day roll his eyes so angry that he rolled his eyes.

Luo Ren frowned, as if a little disappointed, but he still asked again: "Have you ever... seen any illusions?"

"No, there is no... I'll do it!"

Cao Yanhua suddenly reacted and leaned forward: "Did you just say...illusion?"

***

The bar closed, and it was already midnight. Luo Ren and Mu Dai and others sat around a table. Uncle Zhang was not interested in the young people's affairs. He washed cups behind the bar. The sound of water was whirring between them, and the occasional sound of glass cups hitting, which made the topic more and more strange and absurd.

"The picture Cao Yanhua saw should be the same as mine. What about 13,000, have you seen it?"

"What did you see? The villain?" Ten thousand 10,000 spread his hands, "No, I've drawn everything I see."

"I don't know if it's a villain, but it looks like it." Cao Yanhua tried hard to recall, "It's just that there are too many people. To be honest, if there were only four, I would have thought it was Tang Monk who went to the West to obtain the scriptures. The one who started was like riding a horse."

After thinking about it, he was frightened and turned into a terrifying look: "Why can we see illusions now? It's not... infected."

It was obviously not a good thing, but Kiyo was actually lost like jealous: "You can see it all, but I can't see it."

Luo Ren pondered: "It may not be that you can't see it, it may be that you didn't pay attention, because we all discovered it by accident."

Ten thousand three twisted his neck and was able to see the shadow light on the water from a strange angle.

Cao Yanhua was exhausted and was about to fall down and saw a fleeting group of villains in the dust.

As for me, I took the knife and played with it while talking on the phone with Kiyo. From the corner of my eye, I saw a blurry image on the blade.

They are all dull and easy to ignore.

Luo Ren thought: "Have you noticed that Ten Thousand Thousand Thousands were seen in the water? Cao Yanhua saw it from the dust. The dust can also be regarded as earth. As for me, it is a blade body and a straight blade steel knife, which can barely be regarded as gold."

Cao Yanhua understood and nodded excitedly, but didn't know how to express it in words: "Yes, that's what it means."

According to the charlatan, evil swords will only deliberately hide them, and the prompts to them come from the Phoenix Luankou, and the origin of the Phoenix Luankou is the five elements of gold, wood, water, fire, earth...

Mu Dai subconsciously stared at the table: Since her surname is Mu, it should have been seen from the wood? The table is made of wood, so I would like to give her some tips.

"Also, I want to ask Ten Thousand Thousand Thousand Thousand Thousand Thousand Thousand Thousand Thousand Thousand Thousand Thousand Thousand Thousand Thousand Thousand Thousand Thousand Thousand Thousand Thousand Thousand Thousand Thousand Thousand Thousand Thousand Thousand Thousand Thousand Thousand Thousand Thousand Thousand Thousand Thousand Thousand Thousand Thousand Thousand Thousand Thousand Thousand Thousand Thousand Thousand Thousand Thousand Thousand Thousand Thousand Thousand Thousand Thousand Thousand Thousand Thousand Thousand Thousand Thousand Thousand Thousand Thousand Thousand Thousand Thousand Thousand Thousand Thousand Thousand Thousand Thousand Thousand Thousand Thousand Thousand Thousand Thousand Thousand Thousand Thousand Thousand

***

It was already very late, and Zheng Bo and Pinting and the others fell asleep. Luo Ren led Mu Dai and his men into the room on the side of the second floor, took out the key and opened the padlock, and pressed the light on.

The room was empty, and a table was placed in the middle, and a large box was placed on it.

It was not the same as the one in Xiao Shanghe. Yi Wansan glanced at Luo Ren, and Luo Ren refused to deny it: "Being on the safe side, I've found someone to do it again."

The box is made of thunder-striking jujube wood, commonly known as "evil-proof wood", and is colored with red sandalwood. It is densely covered with vertical characters with gold powder on all sides. Cao Yanhua put it on and found it difficult to identify it: "The Tao can be told, it is extraordinary, and the name can be called..."

Luo Ren admitted: "It was copied with gold powder."

Mu Dai couldn't help but want to laugh. Luo Ren was also very hardworking. He even moved it out and turned it to the other side. He was even more ruthless: he even drew a picture of me riding a cow.

Luo Ren doesn't care, just laugh if you want to laugh. He is not just a dead horse, but he can't find any original handwritten works of my handwriting. If he can find it, he will definitely find it to put it on the box.

When I opened the lid of the box, I thought it was a box of mud at first glance, but Luo Ren reached out and picked up a square piece of earth bun.

It was a transparent mesh that wrapped the soil, and a knot was left on the top to facilitate the lifting of the cover. In the middle of the soil mud was a covered transparent glass water tank, and the piece of evil was silently sinking to the bottom of the water.

Although it was not the first time I met, I suddenly saw that everyone still felt tight. Mu Dai subconsciously took a step back and accidentally rubbed Luo Ren's hand.

Luo Ren did not look at her, but naturally overturned her hand and held her hand.

Mu Dai's brain buzzed, and the numb and stiff feeling continued to his forearm: What does Luo Ren mean? Did he hold the wrong hand? What should he do if Cao Yanhua and Yi Wansan see it!

Luo Ren looked calm, as if this was not the case. Mu Dai vaguely heard Cao Yanhua ask something, and Luo Ren replied: "There is no fire. I don't know how to put the burning fire into the box, or a circle of oil lamps around the box tomorrow. I don't know if it will work."

Mu Dayi didn't care about this: Luo Ren was holding her hand, did he know?

Everything that happened next, Kiyo was a little absent-minded, as if the lights were turned off, and everyone went to see the water shadows on the water surface. This time, they seemed to be able to see it, but they were not as dense and numerous as ten thousand three could see it.

Is it because 13,000 are present, so can they all see it? But because he is the master "water", so what others see is not as good as him?

It was not until he left that Luo Ren easily felt his hand. Mu Dai didn't dare to look at him and was the first to jump out of the room. The night wind blew coldly, and then he realized that the back of his hand was burning.

On the way back, Yi Wansan and Cao Yanhua kept muttering in a low voice. Mu Dai was suspicious and always thought they were talking about her. After listening closer, they finally felt relieved.

It turned out that they didn't care whether the box was reliable:

——This is not a long-term solution, so you can’t rely on your own guesses.

——I still have to find a solution to the root cause.

...

***

Finally, I went to bed, but tossed and turned, staring at the wood carved patterns on the headboard, and I was dazed by Aunt Hong. The furniture and everything in my home were handled by me. I tasted it like the purple and thick grasshopper gourd, which was exquisite and antique. I put on other people's homes to spread a headboard. Here, I carved it carefully and took out endless auspiciousness.

The border is a ten thousand-character pattern with endless heads. Every other section, there are bats flying, representing "continuous welfare". There are monkeys riding horses in the corner, meaning "becoming a marquis immediately". In the middle is a treasure bottle and two quails next to it. Not long after the accident happened, she couldn't sleep every night. After moving here, Aunt Hong took her to look at the room and pointed to the pattern and told her that "Vanishing quails are safe and safe. Aunt Hong hopes that you can sleep peacefully every night.

How could she sleep peacefully this night?

At a loss and worry, deep in my heart, there seemed to be a slim joy. I nervously edited the WeChat for Luo Ren, six words.

——What do you mean?

After hesitating for a long time, he made a cruel decision to send it out, and at the same time, he turned off the lamp and pulled the quilt over his head.

Don't want to sleep anymore!

In the darkness, she sighed and turned over, slowly opening her eyes.
To be continued...