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Chapter 223 Texture Master? 【Second update】

Speaking of this, Yang Shui quickly waved his hands again, "Of course, I'm not saying that our Aunt Dashan has any bad intentions, after all, Uncle Dashan is like that, and he has nothing to gain, but think about it carefully, he is in a foreign country. After so many years, you have your own property abroad, and suddenly you abandon everything, and come back like crazy, what are you trying to do?"

"Picture what?" Zhang Mingwei grinned, "Picturing my Uncle Dashan is big enough!"

"go with!"

Chen Muyu spat at him, this guy drank too much wine, and talked nonsense while talking.

"She and Uncle Dashan have been together for so many years. I also believe that she must have feelings, but it is a bit unreasonable to say that it is just for this. After all, it has been more than 20 years. Why did you go so early?"

Yang Shui shook his head again and again, "Anyway, my intuition tells me that something is not particularly right."

Wu Xiaobao didn't say any more, because he couldn't find any suitable reason to refute.

"Don't meddle in this matter. Let him handle Uncle Dashan's affairs. Anyway, no matter what the outcome is, we will give our full support!" Chen Muyu interrupted the two of them, not wanting to continue the topic.

As soon as Chen Muyu spoke, the other three nodded repeatedly.

……

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Last night I played cards until past 5 am, went home and slept until 4 pm.

Such a day is really a bit of luxury.

After getting up and washing up, Chen Muyu went directly to Ganlin Village, wanting to ask Qin Hong about something.

Ganlin Village.

The gate of Qin Hong's courtyard.

Two people were playing chess, and they leaned over to see Teng Hu and Wu Xiaobao.

"Why are you everywhere?"

Looking at Wu Xiaobao, Chen Muyu couldn't laugh or cry, he was very suspicious that Wu Xiaobao had positioned himself.

"Brother Yu, don't despise me!" Wu Xiaobao spread his hands, "Isn't my master here, I've been living here these days!"

As he said that, he directly pushed the losing chessboard, almost causing Teng Hu to beat him violently.

your master?
Qian Caiming?
When he was in the provincial capital, Wu Xiaobao wanted to worship Chen Muyu as his teacher but failed, so he turned to Qian Jueming as his teacher.

It's just that after Chen Muyu returned to Qingshan, he never saw him again.

Is Qian Jueming here?
"Haha, Xiaoyu, I was about to call you to come over, but I didn't expect you to come here first, we really have a good understanding..."

While he was wondering, Qian Jueming came out from the toilet, laughing and fastening his belt while walking.

What shape is this?

"Elder Qian is here, when did you come?"

Chen Muyu went to greet him, intending to shake hands, but seeing that he didn't seem to wash his hands, think about it or forget it.

"Just arrived in the morning!"

Qian Jueming smiled heartily, "Don't leave for a while, I will cook myself and make some special dishes, let's have a good drink..."

There were many black lines on Chen Muyu's face, "It's fine to cook, but you always have to wash your hands first!"

"Ha ha……"

Qian Jueming laughed, trying to hide his embarrassment, "It's a bit bad for lunch, it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter!"

Chen Muyu couldn't help but look into the back room, "Where's Mr. Qin?"

In the past, whenever Chen Muyu arrived, Qin Hong would come out in less than a moment.

"Closed-door practice!"

Qian Jueming patted Chen Muyu's shoulder and said directly.

"Shut up?"

Chen Muyu was taken aback for a moment, so suddenly, he didn't get any news.

"Ugh!"

Qian Jueming sighed, "Didn't you give the elder brother the pill? This time is just free, and he wants to take this opportunity to try to break through the primordial spirit realm. Why don't you hurry and ask me to come over and guard it for him?" !"

Oh!
Chen Muyu was stunned.

Speaking of this, Qian Jueming leaned closer to Chen Muyu, "Xiaoyu, it's a bit out of character for you to do this!"

Chen Muyu raised his eyebrows.

"Where did you get the elixir? Both senior brothers gave it to me, so do you want me to keep it too?"

Qian Jueming's face is indeed quite thick.

It turned out that this was the reason why the old man was so enthusiastic when he first came here, and even had to cook and treat himself to dinner and drinks.

Chen Muyu wanted to turn around and leave.

"It's just a pill, there should be some more!" Chen Muyu replied noncommittally.

Qian Jueming's old eyes sparkled, "What do you mean there should be, if there is, there is, if there is no, then there is no..."

"Is there any? I'll talk about it later. Come here first. I'll ask you something!"

Chen Muyu pulled Qian Jueming to the table under the flower stand.

"What's the matter? You made it so sneaky!" Qian Jueming stroked his beard and looked at Chen Muyu's curious face.

Chen Muyu collected his thoughts, "Mr. Qian, I ask you something, you answer me truthfully, do you know what a tattoo master is?"

"Tattoo artist, you know!"

Qian Jueming paused, then grinned, "What, you want a tattoo?"

Chicken and duck talk!

Chen Muyu rolled his eyes, took out a jade bottle, and put it on the table, "Here is the thing, if you know anything, just tell me, there is a seventh-level Yangyuan pill in it, answer it, take it away!"

"Oh……"

Qian Jueming froze, his eyes fell on the jade bottle, obviously very eager, he wanted to reach out to take it, but was blocked by Chen Muyu.

"Let me ask first, why did you suddenly ask this?" Qian Jueming became serious and looked up at Chen Muyu.

Chen Muyu shook his head, "You talk first, I'll talk after that!"

"Tattoo Master!"

Qian Jueming took a deep breath, and after a while, patted his thighs and stood up, "Many, many years ago, in the world of martial arts, a school called Wen Shi was born. This school is very magical. Tattoos, communicate with ghosts and gods, gain powerful power..."

"Are you sure you're not telling a fantasy story?" Chen Muyu asked.

Qian Jueming smiled wryly, "You told me to tell it, and you don't believe it!"

"I don't believe it!" Chen Muyu shook his head, "Go ahead!"

Believe it or not, no matter how unbelievable Chen Muyu has seen it, his ability to accept it in his heart is already very strong.

Qian Jueming continued, "This school has a long history. It is said that it has a history of thousands of years. It has been passed down and has many branches. Among them, there are three mainstream schools, sky pattern, earth pattern, ghost pattern, and sky pattern. God, earth-patterned beasts, ghost-patterned ghosts..."

The more I talked about it, the more mysterious it became. I really wondered if this old man was bullying his youth and making up stories for himself here.

Chen Muyu didn't interrupt him, and continued to listen to him.

"It's a pity that the lineage of tattoo masters has never been able to enter the mainstream. It's a bit like a witch, a god, and a god who beats Zhuyou. After thousands of years of inheritance, it has basically disappeared in our country these years, but I heard that there are still people abroad." , especially in western countries, the school of tattoo masters is very popular, but if there are any real masters, then I can't say, anyway, I have only heard of it, and have never met it."

(End of this chapter)