Yuanshin: The Eye of God Lights Up Again

Looking at Zhongli who was still drinking tea in front of him, Mu Xian slowly spoke.

Mu Xian: "End the contract."

These words made Zhongli pause and take two sips of the tea in his hand.

After slowly putting the teacup back on the table, Zhong Li slowly said, "End the contract, why?"

"I remember when I made the contract with you, I said that I didn't want to expose my identity to other unrelated people."

Mu Xian paused, then said: "But how did you do it, don't say that this matter was without your participation?"

"I did not participate." Zhong Li said slowly: "At most, I just know their plan."

"Besides, this matter is not unfavorable to you."

"Okay, I know for myself!"

Mu Xian retorted: "No matter what, you were the first to violate the contract. The contract is now void. After I cure Hu Tao, I will never have anything to do with Xiangshengtang!"

"What about the hall master?"

Mu Xian was suddenly blocked, and the whole person gradually calmed down.

"I will stay with her until I die."

Mu Xian felt blocked, glanced at the tea next to him that he had not taken a sip of, and drank it all in one gulp.

He held the cup in his right hand and hit it on the table, making a dull crashing sound as if he was venting his anger.

Mu Xian was a little strange, why his previous self kissed him inexplicably, even Shenli, never...

The more Mu Xian thought about it, the more irritable he became.

It's obvious that there is nothing to worry about, and you will die, but...

"Mu Xian, did you kiss the hall master?"

"Kiss or mouth..."

"It's the first time that Walnut has been kissed like this."

"Since this is the case, then you have to be responsible for me, Hu Tao!"

"Otherwise, even if you die, Brother Mu Xian, I will dig you out, Hu Tao, so that you will die with regret!"

"Even the soul, Hu Tao will keep it on Wuwang Slope and work with Hu Tao all the time!"

Thinking about it, the cold smile on Hu Tao's crimson face still makes Mu Xian feel a little scared.

There is a long way to go on the road to death, or I really have to go to Dao's wife immediately.

Having already made a decision in his heart, Mu Xian looked at Zhongli, only to find that this idler had disappeared, and he didn't know where he went.

He lowered his head and found that the teacup on the opposite side had been drunk, and there was a note under the cup.

Opening the note, the bold and restrained font appeared in front of Mu Xian.

[Have a safe journey, I will handle the rumors]

This guy, I'm afraid he guessed that I'm going to Daozhu.

After all, he was a little unhappy about being guessed. Mu Xian's face became even colder when he looked at the note.

He stood up and left the room, but he was hugged by a beautiful figure, and then there was a faint fragrance of plum blossoms.

"Mu Xian, Hu Tao likes you the most."

The cute and cheerful voice reached Mu Xian's ears, and the coldness on his face dissipated a lot.

Feeling the warmth radiating from the bracelet in his hand, Mu Xian, who was hugged, thought for a moment and took off the bracelet.

"Hu Tao, do you want to accompany me to Dao Wife?"

Chapter 44 The most trusted person

As the economic hub of the entire Tivat continent, Liyue Port has many people with business acumen.

The prosperity of Liyue Port has made many people complain that there are no business opportunities, but those people have forgotten how real business opportunities can be discovered so easily.

Looking at the businessmen who have become rich by taking advantage of some business opportunities in the past, many people complain not about why they didn't find out, but about how they were preempted.

Just like the wasteland near the pier a few years ago, dead fish carcasses were mixed with the excrement of unknown animals.

People passing by just felt disgusted and walked around holding their noses.

But three and a half years ago, the Tianquan star leased this land and spent great efforts to clean up the accumulated garbage. A tavern appeared not far from the pier.

At first, the tavern business was not good, after all, the stench of that wasteland penetrated deeply into the hearts of every sailor on the dock.

Even though the wasteland has changed, the sailors still feel uncomfortable, let alone sit on it and drink.

Just when everyone thought that Tianquan would stumble this time, the captain of the Big Dipper on the Death Omen took the lead and entered the tavern.

Then the business of the tavern slowly flourished.

Until now, the sailors have become accustomed to the tavern by the pier, and few of them even remember what the wasteland looked like back then.

Many returning captains were even accustomed to trading small amounts of goods in taverns.

Because of this, even if it was overcrowded, the owner of the tavern would always leave a place for Captain Beidou.

The strong smell of alcohol mixed with the noisy sound continued to permeate the tavern.

He drank the wine in the bowl in one gulp, and removed the bowl in his hand from his mouth as if breaking free from drowning.

In the eyes of others, Captain Beidou's way of drinking is bold, every sip of wine is like every fight with the waves.

But all Beidou wanted was to get himself drunk.

Beidou sometimes wonders if everything would be different if he could protect everyone on board five years ago, or wake up earlier.

Beidou asked many people, and without exception, they all told him that Mu Xian fell off the cliff and died on Yunlaihai.

It seems so.

Since he woke up, the brat who persuaded him to drink less alcohol and silently helped him back to the boat after he was drunk has disappeared.

But really, Beidou doesn't believe it.

Because she didn't see how Mu Xian fell into Yunlaihai, and she didn't believe what the people around her said.

Beidou does not trust them, and the people around him are not worthy of Beidou's trust.

Otherwise, how could those trusted people tolerate the disappearance of that brat.

Beidou drank a lot of wine again, but no one told him to drink less, and no one dared to help him back to the boat when he was drunk.

Slowly, Beidou killed the sea beast named Haishan, and the business of the fleet became bigger and bigger.

But slowly, no matter how much Beidou drank, he never got drunk again, and the drunkenness seemed to disappear together with Mu Xian.

In the past five years, the size of the fleet has grown along with the business. Every time a voyage is made, Beidou will take the fleet to Guyun Pavilion for a round of salvage.

Countless salvage operations were of no use at all. Not to mention the body, even the skeleton was not there at all.

Every salvage has disappointed Beidou countless times, but there is some comfort in the disappointment.

This comfort is like an excuse, this excuse makes Beidou feel that Mu Xian is still alive.

Maybe the brat is not dead, he just had other things, so he kept everyone from himself.

Sooner or later, he will come back.

Under the surprised eyes of everyone in the tavern, Beidou suddenly smiled, as if she thought of Mu Xian's appearance when he came back.

That stinky boy will definitely open his mouth wide, watching the ships coming and going hoist the flag of the Southern Cross Fleet.

Standing in front of the pier, he proudly showed off his skills in the past five years to the brat.

Then, he must drink a large jug of wine on the boat, pretend to be drunk even if he can't, and let him drag himself up to the Death Omen Star, which is several times larger than before.

After all, abandoning his own captain like this would have to teach him a lesson.

Thinking like this, Beidou laughed more and more happily.

The bowl in his hand was still empty, but the wine bottle he was holding was not empty.

Beidou didn't want to drink it like this one sip at a time, so he raised the flagon and poured it into his mouth, even if the tavern suddenly became quiet, he didn't care at all.

"Captain, you can't drink like this anymore."

A long-lost yet familiar sound, and then the cracking sound of a wine bottle falling to the ground.

Beidou stared blankly at the person in front of him. It was exactly the same as in his memory... no, his hair was darker.

Beidou laughed again, even laughing until tears flowed out.

The bowl in his hand was filled with wine again by the sailors, Beidou carefully protected the bowl in his arms, not showing his usual boldness.

"We're about to sail, of course we need to drink a few more glasses."

"It's like this again, is the wine really that good?"

If you are familiar again, remember, at this time...

Beidou pushed the bowl in his arms in front of the man, and said in a joking tone: "How about it, do you want to have a few too?"

"Captain, it will be difficult to go to sea if you are drunk."

"Don't worry, your eldest sister, I won't get drunk, even if I'm drunk, it's still...you..."

Drunkness came over him again, and he wasn't pretending to be drunk. This was the drunkenness that Beidou had accumulated for five years, and his body that had always been upright was swaying a little.

Maybe I'll be drunk in the next second...

Thinking about it, Beidou stood up suddenly, pushed the table in front of him away with his precarious body, and walked in front of that person step by step.

Suddenly, Beidou remembered why his drunkenness disappeared.

After all, the fragile side should always be left to the person you trust the most.

Thinking about it, Beidou closed his eyes, his wobbly body was about to fall forward.

Beidou is not afraid, after all, this brat is back.

Thin but firm shoulders resisted the fallen body, and Beidou just lay on Mu Xian's body.