Quick cure: After the yandere boss turns black

Huashu was stunned. As soon as his hand loosened, the candle fell to the ground.

There were clear and crystal tears in his eyes, falling on his cheeks. He looked at Mu Qing helplessly and panicked, and said in a weak voice, "Sister, they bullied me."

"what sound?!"

The movement here spread outside.

There was a burst of noisy footsteps outside.

Mu Qing walked in and closed the door with her backhand.

The guards from the auction house came to the corridor outside and checked each box.

When they arrived outside their door, Muchuan stood there with a cold expression, "Our leader is changing clothes inside, please wait a moment."

The guard clasped his fists, said nothing, turned around and left.

Mu Qing slowly took back her foot that was on the boy's chest.

The boy had passed out there.

She leaned down slightly.

The white palms appeared in Hua Shu's sight.

Her gentle voice reached her ears, "Let's go."

Hua Shu pursed her lips slightly and put her white little hand in her palm.

Mu Qing pulled him up, squatted down in front of him, wiped the blood off his face with a handkerchief, led him out of the box, let go of his hand, "Go back first."

Hua Shu glanced at Muchuan in front of Mu Qing, didn't dare to say anything, and left obediently.

Mu Qing gave Muchuan a few instructions and then returned to the cubicle.

The auction also started at this time.

Hua Shu saw a few people walking out of the Li family's compartment opposite, walking in a hurry.

He quickly lowered his head, feeling weak in his heart. His long eyelashes cast a long, dark shadow in his pupils, which looked a little gloomy.

He was impulsive, so there's no harm in enduring it for a while. There are so many people here, and it's not too late to deal with them when there's no one around.

Hua Shu was a little worried about being discovered, so she turned to look at Mu Qing.

She held onto the tea cup with her green-white jade fingers, and looked at the auctioneer downstairs with a calm and tranquil gaze, as if she had not seen anything just now, and as if nothing had happened.

Hua Shu believed that she would protect him, so he felt a little relieved.

The first thing put up for auction was a jade bracelet, which was of good quality.

But most people who came today already have goals in mind, and they don't like this kind of thing.

Wu Yu looked down at the auction manual, sliding his fingertips from top to bottom, and finally stopped at the bottom, "Such an important thing as the Red Sky Sword will definitely appear last, and the Qingming Jue will be fourth from the bottom."

Wu Yu turned to look at Mu Qing, "Do you think this news is true? Is there really a copy of Qingming Jue?"

"That's not true." Mu Qing took a sip of tea and said, "It's just a gimmick."

The Qingming Jue was what Yan Yang and Yan Wan both wanted, but now it was in Mu Qing's hands.

It was an only copy, handed down from the ancestors of the Mu family, and not all Mu family members knew about it.

Only those who are determined to be the heirs of the Mu family are eligible to receive this Qingming Jue.

Time passed slowly, and the next item to be auctioned was the Qingming Jue.

The auctioneer stood solemnly on the stage, "The next lot is the copy of the Qingming Jue that everyone has been waiting for.

All the knights in the world know that the Qingming Jue is a powerful mental method. People who practice this mental method can be immune to all poisons and can also help others eliminate poisons.

Similarly, this Qingming Jue is very mysterious and has not appeared in the world for decades.

This Qingming Jue was also obtained by accident, and I can’t be sure whether it was originally..."

The auctioneer then introduced the origin of this copy.

No one knows that the Qingming Jue is an heirloom secret book of the Mu family. The first time they heard of this mental method was 30 years ago.

Mu Qing's grandfather, the old head of the Mu family, accidentally saved a man who was poisoned.

It was a poison that would lead to death without an antidote.

But he didn't expect that someone could remove the poison from his body.

Later, the matter of Qingming Jue was spread by that person.

But that man didn't know that the person who saved him was the leader of the alliance.

Many people in the world wanted to find that person, but no trace of him was found.

This time, this copy is said to have been obtained in a cave, and it should have been left by some powerful person.

He introduced for a long time, and the people below were already a little impatient.

"Okay, okay, stop introducing, let's start quickly."

"How long will it take?"

The auctioneer smiled and looked into a dark corner behind him, preparing for them to bring up the copy.

But he saw a waiter standing there, shaking his head in panic.

The auctioneer's expression changed slightly, "Everyone, wait a moment."

He walked over and the waiter whispered a few words in his ear.

The auctioneer frowned, came to the middle of the stage, and struck with a hammer, making a "dong" sound.

He said with a slightly cold voice: "Today's auction ends here. Guests, please be patient."

Before he could finish his words, several exits of the auction house were closed and many guards were guarding them.

Everyone was a little flustered and seemed to be wondering why the auction was suddenly stopped and they were locked up here.

A powerful voice came from a certain compartment on the second floor, and was spread to everyone's ears by internal force.

"Please give us an explanation from the person in charge, why are we locked up here?"

At this moment, a figure came down from the third floor. It was a young man, waving a white fan in his hand, with a handsome face and a cold expression.

This is the young master of the Lian family, "The Qingming Jue was stolen."

His words were like pebbles falling into a calm lake.

The scene was slightly agitated.

He walked to the first floor, clasped his hands in his fists, and said politely, "Please give me some time to thoroughly investigate this matter."

The guests on the first floor are ordinary people with a little money, the second floor is the famous people in the world, and the third floor is the private domain of the young master of the Lian family.

The young master of the Lian family ordered the guards to open a door.

Guests on the first floor can leave after confirming their identity.

A quarter of an hour later, all the guests on the first floor were gone.

The door closed again, and there were not many people left in the auction house.

All the distinguished guests in the compartments on the second floor were also invited.

The young master of the Lian family came to Mu Qing's side, bowed and said respectfully: "The leader of the alliance has arrived, but I am not welcoming you from afar. Please forgive me for causing such a thing."

Mu Qing shook her head and sat down at the signal of the young master of the Lian family, "Don't worry about me, you can check yours."

The young master of the Lian family nodded, fanned slightly, and a cold expression flashed across his beautiful brows.

Someone dared to cause trouble in his Lian's auction house, which really pissed him off.

He coldly ordered the guards to bring all the living people in the auction house over.

The auction items are placed in a warehouse at the back and carefully guarded before going on stage.

The only people who can move around freely in that area are the staff of the auction house. If a guest has appeared there, Hu Wei will not forget it and it will be easier to be suspected.

The young master of the Lian family felt that it was more likely that an insider had committed the crime.

All the people working in the backyard were brought up.

There are maids who serve tea and water, dancers who accompany the wine, guards who maintain order and security, cooks who are responsible for making snacks and tea, and girls who are responsible for lighting the fire and doing chores.

"Be honest! Answer the questions obediently."

The guards pressed those people up.

The young master of the Lian family was sitting on a chair, leaning back lazily, holding a tea cup in his hand, his eyes slightly raised, and his sharp eyes fell on those people.

He asked questions and the men answered.

After questioning those people, I didn't get any clues.

The young master of the Lian family gradually became angry.

With a "bang", the tea cup hit the table.

Those people were trembling.