Butterfly Dream of Longevity Tribulation

Fu Rui was in the middle, and Mu Zili and Si Meng sat by the window. According to Sima Luocheng's previous explanation, once they entered the restaurant, they had already left a mark on the door.

At this moment, Mu Zili was staring intently at the guests coming in and out of the door, and he never found anyone acting suspiciously.

Seeing his serious face, Li Meng glanced at the imprint on the wooden wall at the door, his long eyelashes flashed, and he covered his sleeves and smiled lightly, "Fool! You stare like this with your eyes wide open, even if people see it, they dare not come out." We recognize each other!"

Mu Zili was taken aback when he heard the words, and asked a little puzzled: "Why? Didn't Luo City say that after leaving the mark, someone will come to look for it? It's almost noon now, why hasn't that person appeared?"

Even though this Xuanyang City is not as prosperous as it used to be, there are people coming and going here after all, that person might have been watching them secretly, just looking for an opportunity.

"Your mission has been completed, as for why that person doesn't appear, it's beyond your control. Let's go! I've already drank my tea, go out and buy some delicious food and go back to tempt that little spirit song!" Simeng While speaking, he took out a string of money from his pocket and threw it on the table, then walked out with a flick of his sleeves.

Mu Zili raised his eyebrows, slightly puzzled, "Meng'er is right, but isn't the spiritual song always inseparable from Meng'er? Why didn't you bring him with you when you went out today?"

Seeing that she had already rushed into the pastry shop opposite without looking back, Mu Zili had no choice but to walk a few steps quickly to catch up with her.

"That little spiritual song suddenly went crazy yesterday. He insisted on staying alone in the purple bamboo forest to practice. He also said that he would no longer be tempted by human delicacies. I don't believe in this evil! If he doesn't eat, I'll just buy more and go back. Taste it slowly in front of him, see if he can't take it anymore! Hmph!" Simeng squinted at the freshly baked pastries on the counter, curled her lips and muttered softly, as if she was indifferent to Lingge's behavior yesterday Very disdainful.

After hearing this, Mu Zili, who was standing beside her, was taken aback for a moment. After realizing why she was so abnormal, he thought for a while and said, "It's rare for him to understand the truth at such a young age. If he can really It will definitely be of great benefit to his practice. Menger, you should not buy these back, you are making things difficult for him on purpose."

While talking, he had already signaled to the salesman that there was no need to pack the dim sum that Ruimeng had picked out in front of him.

The guy thought that the purple-clothed woman in front of him was the big customer he had been looking forward to with great difficulty, but he didn't want to be blocked by the green-clothed man, so he gave him a hard look, with anger flashing in his eyes, and said: "Young master, this is terrible!" It's your fault! It's rare for a girl to like it, no matter how reluctant you are for money, you can't spoil her girl's interest like this!"

It seems that Meng's eyes are rolling at this moment, holding back a smile, and said angrily, "That's right! Cheapskate! This girl likes to eat, so she can buy as much as she wants! You just wait at the door!

Mu Zili had just been ridiculed by that guy, and was scolded by Simeng again, her handsome fair face gradually turned red, she lowered her head and kept silent, allowing her to continue to pick and choose with that guy.

In the end, she said lightly: "It looks good, and it smells delicious. How about this, except for this chestnut cake and jujube cake, I will pack everything else for this girl! I want everything!"

The guy's face burst into a smile instantly, he took the silver ingot that Rumeng handed over, and after weighing the weight in his palm, his smiling eyes narrowed into slits.

It's just a pain for Mu Zili, and he has to act as a mobile luggage rack again.

Dozens of paper packages of different sizes hung on both arms.When walking, the whole body exudes the sweet and greasy pastry aroma.

He clearly remembered that Yifeng once mentioned to him that after waking up from the poison of manqing dew in a dream, he refused to eat sweets, and even seldom ate the nectar that he usually likes most.

But today, because of the spiritual song, she bought almost all the dim sum in that dim sum shop, just to amuse the spiritual song, and it was unnecessary to waste so much trouble.

"Meng'er..." He just opened his mouth, but was interrupted by her.

"Hush!" Simeng put his index finger on his lips, beckoning him not to make a sound, and then secretly sent a voice transmission to him, "Don't talk, don't look back, walk slowly! If you walk too fast, you will be unable to keep up! "

Mu Zili was a little stunned, and immediately felt that the breathing and footsteps of the people behind him were different from ordinary people, and immediately understood the deep meaning in the dreamlike words.

When they approached the other courtyard, their pace gradually accelerated until the people behind them lost their strength and seemed to be lost.

Among the swaying tree shadows, the other courtyard of the Duke's Mansion is already in sight.

Simeng and Mu Zili had already been hiding in the dark at this moment, secretly watching the movement among the row of luxuriant forests in front of the door.

I saw a man in brocade clothes, about forty years old, accompanied by a strong and tall young man, the two of them were walking hurriedly, their faces flushed slightly.

Obviously, they are the ones who followed Mengmeng and Mu Zili all the way.

As early as in Furui Residence, when Mu Zili left his mark, the young man had been watching them from hiding in the dark, and when they left Furui Residence, he had sent someone back to pick up his master, and hurried over.

In Sima Luocheng's wing room, Mu Zili told him the exact situation outside.

Sima Luocheng's eyes were originally full of light, but after hearing Simeng's description of the middle-aged man's appearance, he suddenly sank and sighed slightly.

Xiangmeng was puzzled why he sighed suddenly, but vaguely felt that the person who followed them to this other courtyard might not be the person he really wanted to see.

Before they could think too much, someone knocked on the door, "My lord, there is someone outside the courtyard begging to see you!"

Meng Simeng and Mu Zili were on alert, but Sima Luocheng had returned to his usual expression. After glancing at them, he said in a deep voice to the people outside: "Let them in!"

"Yes!" The footsteps outside the house gradually faded away.

After a while, there was another knock on the door, and Sima Luocheng sat in front of the short table and said, "Come in!"

The door was pushed open from the outside, and it was the brocade-clothed man they had seen in a dream like before, and the young man or his attendant who walked into the room was left outside by him right now.

At this moment, Simeng is hiding behind the screen with Mu Zili, secretly protecting Simaluo City, in case anyone who comes will do anything wrong.

It's just that everything is beyond their expectations.

As soon as the man entered the room, he cast a glance at Sima Luocheng's face, then hastily closed the door, then knelt down in front of him and kowtowed heavily.

"Young master! The old minister deserves to die! The old minister is incompetent. When the young master was in trouble, even though he tried his best to remonstrate with him, how could he be so light-hearted. Your majesty was bewitched by that charming concubine, and he was determined to get rid of the young master, so he couldn't listen to the advice of others." Please forgive me, my lord! Forgive me!" The visitor spoke sincerely, his eyes were flushed, and he frequently wiped his tears with his sleeves.

Looking at Sima Luo City again, the moment he entered the room, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, but it was fleeting.

Meng Meng's eyes widened, she looked at the middle-aged man who claimed to be a minister in disbelief, and secretly guessed his identity.