Fast Time Travel: The Villain's First Love

Chapter 242 Sick Emperor (9)

It was originally aimed at A, so if it continues like this, don't expect it to have any ups and downs.

Mu Zhili patted his chest sadly, anyway, this body is not hers, so let's be flat, for the sake of my life, it's better to be flat.

Besides, how can the chest be flattened if the chest is not flat.

She is flat chested.

She is proud.

She is proud.

she feels...

……glory.

Mu Zhili left the Zhaohui Hall with the clothes she wanted to change in her arms. She found an empty corner and hid the eunuch clothes on her body, and then got out of the dog hole with great excitement.

Outside the palace wall is an open space with no human habitation.

She patted the dirt on her body and stretched her waist. Although it was just a wall, the air outside the palace was good, which made people feel at ease.

Before the original owner entered the palace, he also wandered around the capital a lot. Mu Zhili walked along the palace wall and walked towards the place where the market was in his memory.

After half a stick of incense, the sound of hawking can be heard, the market is full of people, and the banners of teahouses and restaurants are fluttering in the wind.

The hawker cries one after another, and Mu Zhili swallows his saliva as he looks at the steaming steamed buns on the side of the street, rubbing his shriveled belly with one hand, watching the buns move forward, following the scent.

Difficult to control her neck, trying not to turn her head, Mu Zhili took out the purse, and circled the purse with a few small stones in it with one hand, don't ask her why she put the pebbles in it, just think about it Can't you comfort me?

A poor little boy who has no money can only deceive himself and others to be happy with this money bag.

There are more and more Muzhili people. Muzhili put the money bag on his waist, talking about making money and making money, and walked forward with his hands behind his back. How to make money?Sell ​​calligraphy and paintings like ancient scholars?

It's not famous, and it can't be sold for a few pennies.

To help people see Feng Shui?Symbol?

She frowned, trying to think about whether this method was feasible.

She thought of a few ways, I have a good one when there is no way, and I was walking downcastly, when suddenly a middle-aged man who appeared out of nowhere bumped into her, Mu Zhili staggered to the side After taking two steps, she was supported by a young girl by the side of the road, Mu Zhili thanked her, the girl let go of her arm, shyly shook her head, and said softly: "My lord, walk slowly."

"Yes, next meeting..." Mu Zhili clasped her fists and saluted halfway, and felt something was wrong, she touched her waist with her hand, and sure enough, the place where the money bag was placed was empty.

A dark light flashed in the woman's eyes, "My lord..."

Mu Zhili didn't have the heart to talk to her, so he turned his head and yelled at the person who just bumped into him: "Stop for me."

The thief who was in the crowd heard her angry cry, quickly ran away from the two of them.

Mu Zhili gritted her teeth. She was so poor that she only had an empty purse, but she still stole it. It was really deceiving. She chased a few steps forward. There were too many pedestrians passing by. Mu Zhili saw that people were hiding in the crowd without a trace I couldn't find it, so I stopped, planning to talk to that woman again.

When she turned around, there was no sign of the woman.

She was a little puzzled, this woman walked fast enough.

The purse is gone, so it is even more important to find a way to earn money. Knowing that there is a special street in the capital for fortune-telling and interpreting dreams, Mu Zhili spent an hour watching them watch the fortune-telling to avoid disasters.

She also secretly asked those fortune tellers about fortune-telling and fortune-telling. She found that there are quite a few people in this industry in the capital, but few of them really make money. Those who really have business are those who look Immortals have some credibility.

This line also depends on the face.

Like Mu Zhili, at that stop, the word liar is written all over her body. This road has no test of time, and it is impossible to have business at all. She is desperately short of money now.When it gets colder and snows, she and Xuanyuan Ji need to add a quilt to their room.

Mu Zhili sighed, even if someone else is willing to find her for fortune-telling, she can't count it. She can draw a safe talisman or something, but if you want to say that this is a safe talisman, how much is a piece of money? No wonder someone bought it.

There is no way to make money, and she can't go back to the palace. She disappeared during the day and no one cares about her. Xuanyuanji doesn't know the truth if she makes any excuses, but if she returns later, she is afraid of the two door gods at the gate of Zhaohui Palace. won't let her in.

It's better to go back first and make a good plan.

If it really doesn't work, she can sell landscape paintings. Even if they can't sell for a few dollars, it must be better than the talisman business. It is this kind of painting, and even a relatively fine painting can't paint a single painting in a day.

No matter what, it's really hard to make money.

Mu Zhili was meditating all the way, and just walked through an alley, at a corner, suddenly his eyes went dark, because someone covered his head with a sack, Mu Zhili was forced for two seconds, and then struggled.

Before she could struggle out of the sack, she was kicked on her body. She stumbled as if she had knocked open a door, and then fell to the ground. Before she could get up, she heard a male voice spit, Then he said: "Poor ghost, you pretend to be a rich man in the clothes you wear like a dog, which made me busy for nothing."

Mu Zhili instantly understood what was going on.

This is definitely the person who stole her purse, that's right, he co-stealed her purse, and blamed it for having no money in it.

Just as she moved, she was kicked again, this time a female voice said: "My old lady has sacrificed her looks, and she didn't even get a penny! Just thinking about it makes me angry."

Wait, this voice sounds familiar.

Mu Zhili hadn't figured out where she heard it before, but only heard the sound of the wooden door closing, and the sack on her head was pulled off, and Mu Zhili finally saw the scene in front of her clearly. The place where he was located was an abandoned yard with overgrown withered grass, and the dilapidated wooden door was closed from the inside by a wooden bolt.

Mu Zhili finally knew where the familiarity of the female voice came from. The woman in front of him was not the one who supported him after he was hit!
It turned out that they were in the same group!No wonder she slipped so fast.

Mu Zhili exclaimed: "It's you..."

That woman didn't look weak at all, she raised her eyebrows fiercely and asked, "Don't talk nonsense, quickly hand over all the money you have."

Mu Zhili stood opposite the two of them alone, and when she heard her order, Kuai made a face, "Brother and sister, I have no money, and the money bag is with you, look at my yellow and thin face, Like a rich man?"

"Who is your eldest sister!" The woman gave the man a wink, "If you have money, you will find out if you do a search."

Mu Zhili took a step back, how could a woman like herself let him be searched by a man.

(End of this chapter)