My script is a supporting role

"Speaking of which, there are still some origins in it."

Murong Qingyue glanced at him, and said angrily, "What are you thinking again?"

"Anyway, it's a lifelong event, so don't let you mess it up."

Mo Chen smiled and said, "Do you think I look like this kind of person?"

"Besides, if it's really messed up, it's definitely not my problem."

When Wang Dahai heard Mo Chen say that he was going to congratulate the young master of the Wei family, he hesitated for a while.

The "Yuan Yuan" that Mo Chen mentioned is actually more like Liang Zi.

Said it was "Congratulations"... Could it be that Mo Chen wanted to take this opportunity to vent his anger on Ye Xinli?

Although the young master of the Wei family hadn't done anything serious for many years, he was still Wang Dahai's old boss after all.

He entered the Wei family as a casual cultivator and worked as Wei Junlan's bodyguard and groom.

At that time, the whole family was still living on the Wei family's wages.

Right now, I have indeed found a better way out, and I have made up my mind to leave the Wei family and Jinyuan City.

But I never thought about messing up the situation in the days of great joy!

No matter how you look at it, it's not very kind to do so.

But Wang Dahai's current identity is just an outer disciple listed in Qingfenggu's register.

Whether it is Mo Chen, Murong Qingyue, or even Zhong Xiaowan, their status is far above him.

For a moment, Wang Dahai was actually a little worried.

Mo Chen glanced at Wang Dayan, and saw that he was really worried when he saw his sad face, so he couldn't help laughing.

Patting Wang Dahai on the shoulder, he said, "Don't think about it, I'm going to congratulate you sincerely."

"Let's go, let's go buy some congratulatory gifts for that young master."

Mo Chen really never thought of disturbing the happy event of the Wei family.

He just thought that on such an important day as the marriage of the young master of the Wei family, the Wei family would definitely invite all the important figures in Jinyuan City.

It is very possible that there will be such weird clues about Feng Yao and the Blood Spirit Sect.

A person who can make the Blood Spirit Sect and Feng Yao pay attention at the same time must be extraordinary.

Wang Dahai's status in the Wei family was too low back then, so he might not be very clear about it.

But the Wei family, as one of the largest families in the city, probably knew each other.

Finding this person may solve all the mysteries.

Seeing that Mo Chen really seemed to be going to buy gifts, Wang Dahai felt relieved, and said repeatedly: "The Wei family is a big family in Jinyuan City. If you want to buy gifts, you have to buy them in Changlong Street."

"I'm familiar with this place, Mr. Mo, you just follow me."

Changlong Street, as the name suggests, is prosperous and prosperous.

Although it is in the northwest boundary, the shops are still managed with care.

The outside is red lacquered walls, carved beams and painted buildings, and the inside is bright and brightly lit.

The products sold are all kinds of dazzling, exquisite, elegant, rich, and so on.

And precisely because it is in the northwest, many commodities reveal some exotic flavors, which add a different meaning.

Zhong Xiaowan was gentle by nature, and Murong Qingyue was cold-tempered. Originally, Mo Chen thought that these two girls would not have much interest in these things.

Unexpectedly, when she arrived at the place, Zhong Xiaowan looked left and right with her eyes open, and she was quite interested.

Murong Qingyue, who has always been honest with others, also stopped many times to look carefully at the shop.

Mo Chen finally realized.

"It turns out that no matter what era, no matter what kind of girl they are, they all like shopping in general..."

Although he wanted to choose a congratulatory gift for the young master of the Wei family, Mo Chen was not very proficient in this aspect.

Although Murong Qingyue was a little interested, she was even less worldly-savvy than Mo Chen, so how could she know what He Xi was going to buy.

Zhong Xiaowan giggled and said, "Leave this to me."

Watching Zhong Xiaowan pick and choose in front, Mo Chen sneaked a glance at Murong Qingyue, and asked tentatively, "Do you...do you like it?"

Murong Qingyue's long eyelashes twitched slightly, looked up at Mo Chen, and said with a half-smile: "I said I like everything, do you want to buy this street?"

Mo Chen scratched his head in embarrassment, and said: "Then... I'm afraid I have to go to Feiyu Palace once, and then search Song Xianqiao."

Murong Qingyue laughed out loud, and said: "Then don't forget, search a little more, maybe Luo Qier likes it too?"

While the two were talking and laughing, a woman's voice of complaint suddenly came from the side.

"Before I went out, I told you over and over again, to count things clearly, to count things clearly!"

"What's the result?"

"It's still falling!"

"You said that you are a big man, and you can't do this well. What use are you for?"

Mo Chen turned his head to look, but it was a young woman in luxurious clothes who was scolding the man in front of her.

The young woman was quite beautiful, with willow eyebrows and phoenix eyes, a beautiful nose and cherry lips, all of which were of the highest color.

Even the skin is white and supple, which can be broken with a blow, which is extremely rare in this northwest region.

The man was tall and burly, but his skin was a bit dark, which was very different from the young woman.

Upon closer inspection, the man's eyebrows are heavy, and his face is as sharp as an ax chisel, with sharp edges and corners.

Originally, this pair of looks and his tall and burly figure should look quite tough.

However, facing the young woman's scolding, the man only argued, "I have indeed counted it clearly" and did not continue.

It looked like a soft-legged shrimp, without any momentum.

Chapter 4 Sixteen: The Dead in the Street

The young woman seemed to be a little annoyed, picking things out while blaming the man.

"Three years, what do you say you have done?"

"Stay at home every day, don't go anywhere, don't do anything."

"You said you were a soldier in the army, but I'll tell you about my uncle's relationship. I'll find you a job in the government office. Even if you can't become rich and powerful, it's better than you doing nothing every day, and you push left and right and refuse." go!"

"Look at Yang Zhuoyuan from Second Sister's family, how many years has he been there? Now he is serving as General Sima in Changyuan County, and I heard that he is already a seventh-rank official..."

The man hadn't spoken for a long time, but now he interrupted: "It's from Qipin..."

The young woman raised her brows, threw the thing in her hand heavily, and said angrily, "Cong Qipin? Cong Qipin is also better than you!"

"Although he is from the seventh rank, he still works in the county government. Lei Zhaolong, the city guard of Pingyang City, should be polite and courteous to him when he sees him."

The man's expression was calm, he seemed to be used to this, but he said: "Yang Zhuoyuan is just relying on your second uncle's relationship, in fact, it's very stupid, what's the good."

When the young woman heard this, she became even more annoyed, "He is an idiot, you are amazing, aren't you?"

"You look down on Cong Qipin, okay!"

"You should earn a fourth-rank, fifth-rank, or even a sixth-rank official position, so that I can enjoy myself!"

The young woman felt very uncomfortable when she said that, she gritted her teeth and said bitterly: "My grandfather was blind for some reason back then, so he insisted on making this marriage and marrying me to such a wimp like you."

"Together with me in the past three years, how many stares have I received, and how much wronged have I suffered?"

After some counting, the man turned a deaf ear and said indifferently: "It's coming soon."

"Soon you will be free."

The young woman gave him a hard look, feeling annoyed in her heart, picked out a few things, threw them to the man casually, and left with a gloomy face.

Mo Chen watched as the man silently held the wrapped gift in his hand, and slowly followed in the direction of the young woman.

He didn't walk fast, but his steps were steady and solid.

When passing by Mo Chen and the others, the man's eyes swept over them, and there seemed to be a faint flash of light.

"This man seems to be a bit unusual."

Looking at the man's tall back, Mo Chen seemed to have a feeling.

Murong Qingyue also nodded slightly, and said: "I feel it too."

Mo Chen said to Wang Haihai, "Which family did the two belong to?"

Wang Dahai also noticed the couple before, and when he heard Mo Chen's question, he replied, "I don't know those two people, and those two are not from Jinyuan City."

"It seems that they should come from elsewhere to attend the Wei family's happy event."

Mo Chen let out an oh, suddenly a little stunned.

No wonder I asked back and forth before, but couldn't find any clues.

Perhaps, the person favored by the Blood Spirit Sect and Feng Yao was not in Jinyuan City himself.

But because of the Wei family's marriage, they happened to come to Jinyuan City.

This dark and tall man didn't have any breath on his body, and he looked a bit self-conscious, but when he glanced over Mo Chen's eyes, there was something different about him.

"The young woman seems to say that the man has been in the army. Maybe she can find a chance to get in touch with him. Maybe she can get some clues."

Murong Qingyue's eyes froze suddenly, and she said in a low voice, "I feel that someone seems to be secretly watching here."

Mo Chen frowned slightly, and said calmly: "We have just entered the city, is someone following us?"

Murong Qingyue lightly shook her head and said, "I don't know, it's just a little feeling."

Mo Chen knew that Murong Qingyue's senses were always accurate, she said that if someone was following her, she would probably not be able to escape.

"Don't do anything, continue shopping."

Mo Chen and Murong Qingyue continued to wander around, one golden mosquito after another, which was smaller than the smallest grain of sand, had been let out in all directions, and the entire Changlong Street was within the sight of Mo Chen's soul consciousness.

Sure enough, behind them, at a distance of more than ten feet, there was a man who had been following behind, looking a little suspicious.

The man was dressed in ordinary clothes, even a little rough, and looked like an inconspicuous laborer or handyman.

Although he walked around casually as if he was shopping, stopping to look around, he didn't seem to notice Mo Chen and the others.

But it was his attire that aroused Mo Chen's suspicion.

This street is called Changlong Street, and Wang Dahai deliberately brought them to this street because the goods on this street are relatively luxurious and expensive, and they are not common items for ordinary people.

The young woman and the dark man could tell from their clothes that their family was well-off and rich, and that they were guests invited by the Wei family. It was quite normal to choose gifts on this street.

But how can a person who looks like a small worker wander around in this kind of place?

It is the owner of his family who arranges for his servants to buy something here. Given the product specifications here on Changlong Street, at least the housekeeper should come forward, and he will definitely not let a small worker or handyman choose such expensive things alone. .

More importantly, Mo Chen thought that there happened to be a secret organization under Feng Yao, 【Restaurant】.

According to Mochen's understanding of the [restaurant], the person responsible for tracking and reporting the news is called the [Waitang].

The guy following them fits the appearance of the [Waitang] in Fengyao Restaurant.

"It seems that Feng Yao has passed the news here..."

"Are you here to spy on me because you're afraid that I'll ruin her business?"

Mo Chen deliberately slowed down his pace, wanting to wait for the man to come up and ask him directly.

Time is running out now, he is not interested in playing a guessing game with Feng Yao.

But there was an accident, the [Running Hall] wobbled over, and before Mo Dust could make a move, he whispered a word.

"This guest, the shopkeeper said that many distinguished guests have come to Jinyuan City in the past few days, and all the upper-class rooms are fully occupied."

"Invite the guests to stay elsewhere."

After finishing speaking, the [Waitang] went straight away as if nothing happened.

Mo Chen rubbed his chin and laughed.