The Evil God Emperor is In the City

"You understand!" Ge Mu gave Fang Ying a look that he understood, and stopped talking.

"Go find somewhere to eat."

Fang Ying nodded obediently, but still held his arm.

Walking south along the Huaisi River, there is a snack street not far away. The two of them ordered a three-set duck at a side stall. They didn't use chopsticks, and they put on thin plastic gloves on their hands to grab and eat, and they had a unique flavor. .

Fang Ying, who has the beauty of a coquettish goddess, is also very down-to-earth. After eating three sets of ducks, he dragged Ge Mu to another stall and bought a candied haws with a smile on his face.

Simple and pure.

But for her, who was born in an evil cultivator, it was extremely difficult to be able to walk under the sun.

This kind of situation also allowed her to show what a twenty-year-old girl should have, like talking, laughing, full of longing for beautiful things, and in an instant, she was a little fresher in her charm.

Go to the front of an old embroidery shop filled with paper umbrellas of various colors.

Fang Ying stopped suddenly, tugged at Ge Mu's arm and said, "I finally came out to play, let's take a picture? Look at how beautiful the decoration of this embroidery shop is."

"I'll fix my clothes, it's a little messy."

Ge Mu would not be out of time.

After saying that, Fang Ying took out his phone and held it up, snuggled up next to Ge Mu, turned his head slightly to his shoulder, then took a picture, stared at himself and Ge Mu above, and said a few words to himself. "I can laugh so beautifully".

Ge Mu called her: "Let's go."

"Wait, I'll save this photo to the cloud disk."

"Isn't it stored in the phone?"

"The phone will be broken, or it may be replaced. Save it to the cloud disk. Even if the phone is changed, this photo can be downloaded again without losing it. Wait for me, it will be fine soon."

Ge Mu turned his head and stared at Fang Ying, who lowered his head and pressed the phone. Her inadvertent words touched Ge Mu's heart.

Just a photo.

She is so precious!

If she hadn't experienced too many humiliations and hardships in her previous life, how could she have thought that this trivial beauty was tightly grasped?

"It's alright, take it slow, I'll be waiting." Ge Mu also stopped and helped Fang Ying hold the bag.

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The owner of the embroidery shop saw Ge Mu and Fang Ying taking a photo outside the shop. came out.

He is a middle-aged man in his forties. He doesn't have the philistine vulgarity of ordinary businessmen. He is very polite and refined: "You two are taking pictures here under the sun, right? Come in and drink a glass of water."

Ge Mu looked at the boss, and felt that it was a little unusual. He felt that there was a faint aura floating around him.

monks?

He couldn't help but observe with the technique of "illuminating the gods". Sure enough, the embroidery shop owner had an aura above his head, and his spirits converged. There was no doubt that he was a cultivator, and his cultivation would definitely not be weaker than Feynman and Fan Jiuyou.

"It turns out that it is Da Yinyin who is hidden in the city, and he is also a fellow man! Fang Ying, since the predecessors invited us, let's come in and have a glass of water."

The owner of the embroidery shop praised: "Little friendly eyesight."

When they arrived at the shop, the owner of the embroidery shop made a pot of tea and introduced himself by his name. The name was also very elegant, called Lin Yiqiu; Ge Mu and Fang Ying also introduced themselves.

Lin Yiqiu said, "The two little friends don't want to be cultivators in the land of Wuyue."

"It wasn't."

"Do you want to join the Huanchen Sect when you come to Wuyue Land?"

Fang Ying replied instead of Ge Mu: "We are all loose cultivators from the Huaxia frontier. We came to Licheng just to play, and we never thought about joining the Huanchen Sect."

"Well."

Seeing that Lin Yiqiu was wearing a black filial piety belt on his arm, Ge Mu glanced at him more, and the latter took the initiative to say, "My mother passed away a month ago at the age of eighty-five.

"Sorry, sorry."

"It's nothing, the old man can face the word life and death when he reaches a certain age."

Lin Yiqiu's attitude was very indifferent, but his eyes were filled with sadness; then he got up and pointed to the storefront and said, "How do you two friends see my store? The business is actually very good, and many people are selling embroidery to hang at home. "

Ge Mu didn't understand business matters, so he just nodded in agreement.

Lin Yiqiu continued: "If the two little friends think it's good, why don't you help me run this business? The profits are all yours."

And such a good thing?

"Boss Lin, we just met." Ge Mu said strangely.

Lin Yiqiu attached his body and took out a scroll of old embroidery from the backstage. The embroidery was "Fish Entering Nymphs Sketch". The stitches were extremely fine, and the ancient method of Suzhou embroidery was used, as if it was made by a famous Suzhou embroidery master.

He put the "Fish into the Nylon Sketch" in front of the two of them, patted the dust carefully, and said, "Of course I also have something I want to ask the two little friends."

"You say."

"The two little friends are traveling around. If one day you can meet an old senior named Yan Shixiao, please hand over this embroidery to him, and say this is Bieyun's last embroidery."

Ge Mu and Fang Ying were both shocked.

This person actually knew Immortal Master Yan, and Su Bieyun back then? Obviously, it is closely related to the events of more than ten years. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com

Ge Mu said calmly, "Why don't you hand it over to Senior Yan in person?"

"I have some things to deal with. Those who are about to go abroad may not come back, and there is no such opportunity. However, Senior Yan Shi Xiaoyan has disappeared for twelve years and four months, and the two little friends may not be able to meet them. Just keep things in your heart, and if you really don’t encounter them, forget about it.”

"Sure, I'm here to help!" Ge Mu readily agreed.

In this world, apart from him, let alone encountering Xianshi Yan, even the tomb of Xianshi Yan could not be found.

He gently rolled up the "Fish in the Nylon Sketch" and said, "But it's okay to help Boss Lin run the embroidery shop. We are both outsiders in business."

"Since this is the case, it's not forcing the two little friends."

"you…"

Ge Mu glanced at Lin Yiqiu again, his eyes were meaningful, but he didn't say anything. He pulled up Fang Ying and said, "Boss Lin, we will leave first."

"Okay, walk slowly."

After Ge Mu and Fang Ying left.

This elegant middle-aged man said thank you to their backs, then walked to the center of the embroidery shop, looked up at the exquisite embroidery hanging on the wall, looked at each pair, and the gradually moist eyes showed infinite infinity of tenderness.

He said softly: "These are not as good as your craftsmanship."

"Twelve years and four months."

"I have already served my mother to enjoy the long life. Now, I can come to accompany you, making you wait so long."

"…"

In the afterglow of the setting sun, this elegant middle-aged man closed the embroidery store that had been in business for more than 12 years and left slowly.

The direction he went was the Huanchen Sect.

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