I have a little bit of talent

After Fang Mu found out what he wanted to know, he didn't say anything more and directly took Xie Cheng out to play. Boss Xie and his wife also wanted to spend some time together, so of course they didn't object.

"Uncle Fang, is this Cuixiang Pavilion fun?

"I heard my father chatting with some friends before. They had been there many times, but they just refused to take me."

Not long after leaving Tongbao Trading Company, Xie Cheng could no longer hold back and asked.

"You're just a kid, why are you asking this?" Fang Mu said with a smile.

"This Cuixiang Pavilion is where adults go. You can't go there now, otherwise it will affect the growth of your muscles and bones."

"Okay, I get it now."

Although Xie Cheng didn't know why going to Cuixiang Pavilion would affect the growth of his muscles and bones, seeing that Fang Mu didn't explain, he didn't ask any more questions. Knowing that Fang Mu wouldn't harm him, he nodded and asked randomly:

"Uncle Fang, what's fun to do today?"

The two of them had almost visited all over Huaicheng in the past few days, but when they came out today, they didn't know where to go for a while.

Fang Mu thought for a moment and replied:

"I heard that the circus troupe hasn't left Huaicheng yet. Let's go take a look and see if there are any new performances."

"Okay, let's watch the circus!"

Xie Cheng immediately forgot about things like Cuixiang Pavilion.

No matter how fun Cuixiang Pavilion is, can it compare to watching a circus?

The two walked along the familiar street for a while, and after looking for a long time they did not find any trace of the circus troupe. Both of them had their hands full of food, and they ate while walking, and they did not feel bored.

It was not until we walked to the trunk of the old locust tree that we finally saw a group of people gathered together. A few men were performing among them, and cheers could be heard from time to time.

This circus troupe actually changed the performance venue to here!

"Uncle Fang is here, go and take a look!" Xie Cheng said excitedly.

Fang Mu put Xie Cheng on his shoulders as usual and walked to the center of the circle of spectators.

The crowd, which had originally formed several layers, was touched left and right by Fang Mu, and somehow dispersed a little, and was directly passed through by him to the innermost layer.

Now his vision was unobstructed and Xie Cheng began to watch the juggling performance happily.

Fang Mu turned his eyes and scanned the onlookers.

He paused when his eyes swept over one of them, then watched the performance without saying a word.

"Why didn't Qin Qianqian stay in Cuixiang Pavilion but came here?"

Fang Mu was confused. He had just asked Boss Xie about Qin Qianqian and didn't expect to run into her again so soon. If Fang Mu's soul had not been fully developed and he was not aware of the emotions around him, he would have really suspected that he was being followed.

It turned out that the person Fang Mu had just seen was dressed as a man and looked very ordinary.

But judging from the fluctuations in her breath, she was obviously exactly the same as Qin Qianqian who played the piano in Cuixiang Pavilion last night.

Although his appearance could be changed, the fluctuation of his aura was difficult to conceal. In addition, his temperament was extremely cold, and the onlookers around him couldn't help but step aside and dared not approach, which actually left a small space around him.

After combining the two factors, Fang Mu was sure that this seemingly unremarkable man was Qin Qianqian from last night!

"She watches hers, I play mine, and I don't care about her."

As I said, as long as it doesn't affect Fang Mu, he won't bother others. Curiosity may be curiosity, but Fang Mu is not the kind of person who likes to meddle in other people's affairs.

Little did she know that Qin Qianqian was also feeling nervous after seeing Fang Mu's look.

"This person seemed to have been to Cuixiang Pavilion yesterday. He recognized me. How is that possible?

"My disguise is quite exquisite, and ordinary people can't see it. If Aunt Yun knew that I secretly came out to play, she would lecture me again! I'd better go back quickly."

Qin Qianqian thought of this, glared at Fang Mu, turned around and left. The people around her were frightened by her cold aura and quickly dispersed, not daring to stop her.

"Why are you glaring at me? I didn't do anything. This woman must be sick!"

Fang Muhao was glared at for no reason, which was obviously a blaming look, and he felt a little confused.

"Uncle Fang, look! This guy is about to breathe fire!" Xie Cheng was shouting when he saw the wonderful performance.

Fang Mu had no choice but to stop thinking about Qin Qianqian and started watching the acrobatic show again.

…………

Qin Qianqian tiptoed back to her room in Cuixiang Pavilion, gently closed the door, changed into a red dress, and her facial expression changed, returning to her delicate appearance as a woman. She finally breathed a sigh of relief, feeling somewhat relieved.

"It seems that the person was not sent by Aunt Yun. It was just a coincidence."

But in the end I didn't have enough fun, which was a bit regretful. Thinking of this, I couldn't help but hit the pillow a few times.

A pair of handsome eyebrows wrinkled slightly, and he muttered:

"It's all that guy's fault. He was staring at me for no reason and I didn't even get to watch the whole circus show!

"If I meet him again, I will make sure he gets a good beating."

He used a little more force in his hands, and the originally flat pillow was wrinkled.

……

Fang Mu certainly didn't know that he had watched too long and prevented others from having a good time, nor did he know that he was imaginary as a pillow and was hit many times. After watching the acrobatics, he gave some tips as usual and took Xie Cheng to continue playing in other places.

The two of them continued to play until noon, then hurried back to Tongbao Trading Company for lunch.

In the afternoon, Xie Cheng had to do his homework, and Fang Mu went out again. This time he went to the Huaicheng government office to say goodbye to Zhang Wuliang.

I have stayed in Huaicheng for quite some time, and it is time for me to continue on my journey. Qingxu Mountain is far away in Yizhou, and even if I can walk there without any problems, it will definitely take a long time, so I really can't delay any longer.

When they arrived at the Huaicheng government office, the gatekeeper obviously recognized Fang Mu and did not try to stop him. Fang Mu entered the government office smoothly and said goodbye to Zhang Wuliang.

Zhang Wuliang knew that Fang Mu had a long way to go, so he didn't keep him for long. He just told him to take good care of himself and be more cautious. Fang Mu naturally agreed.

After bidding farewell to Zhang Wuliang, Fang Mu originally wanted to say goodbye to Huai Lao, but before he arrived under the locust tree, Huai Lao had already sent a message to him via his soul.

"I know you'll be leaving soon, so you don't have to come visit me. Leave quickly tomorrow. I'm annoyed when I see people from your Fang family!"

Since Mr. Huai was unwilling to meet him, Fang Mu had no choice but to bow to the locust tree and turned back to the Xie family.

Thinking that he would have to leave early the next morning and it would be inconvenient to say goodbye to everyone in the Xie family one by one, Fang Mu simply returned to his room, took out a pen and paper, and wrote a farewell letter to Boss Xie.

The letter explained that he was leaving soon, and also said that after a few years when Xie Cheng had grown stronger, he would find a good teacher for him and let him start practicing.

“Let’s set off early tomorrow and stop by Iron Fist Gate to say goodbye to Uncle Han and Brother Tieshan.

"The world is complicated, and dealing with human relationships is three times more difficult than practicing."

Fang Mu placed the farewell letter on the table with some emotion. There was nothing to pack up, so he just lay down on the bed with his clothes on and began a new round of practice.