The Rebirth of the Stormy Prosperity Strategy

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Mo Xiaolan opened the door with a very dark face, with three big words written all over his face: "Very unhappy".

"Master." Mo Luofan called sweetly.

Mo Xiaolan: "Master, you are such a jerk. You keep calling me Master all day long. Are you going to die? Do you know how to call me anything else besides Master? You keep calling me Master all day long. It's giving me a headache."

After cursing in her heart for a long time, she took a deep breath and said, "What are you doing?"

"I haven't seen you for a long time, Master. I want to talk to you."

Mo Xiaolan's heart was burning with anger again. "Why don't you talk to me tomorrow during the day? You have to come at night, right? You are young, energetic, and lively. Why do you have to torture an old man like me? You are poisonous. Why don't you just go to sleep?"

"Master? What's wrong?" Mo Luofan asked, tilting his head.

"It's okay." Mo Xiaolan forced a smile: "Master, I haven't seen you for a long time. I miss you very much!"

"Really"

"Of course." It's fake. You disturbed my sleep and you think I'll miss you? Just wait.

"Great." Mo Luofan seemed to be relieved: "I was thinking about it for a long time in the room just now. I wanted to come to find Master, but I was afraid that Master had already rested. I hesitated for a long time, and finally came. Fortunately, I came."

"Since you have this idea, why don't you go and rest for yourself? It's better not to come."

"Master? Can I come in?"

"Come in." Mo Xiaolan turned and walked to the table, pulled a stool and sat down. Mo Luofan was still standing beside her like he was on Qingling Peak, waiting for her instructions.

"Why are you standing? Sit down."

"Yes, Master."

After Mo Luofan sat down, the room became quiet. The only sound that could be heard was the sound of Mo Xiaolan pouring tea and the faint scent of tea.

"Didn't you come here to talk to me? Why are you silent now?"

"Oh, oh." Mo Luofan held the teacup in his hand: "Master, during this period of time."

"Hey, hey, hey, let's make it clear first. Don't say those unnecessary polite words. There's no need to ask about the situation on the peak. It's only been three days, and the mountain is still the same. However." Mo Xiaolan looked at him, supporting her face with one hand: "You seem to be worried about something?"

"Yes."

'Not modest at all.'

"Tell me, is there anything you need me to teach you?"

"Who is that man?"

"Damn it." Mo Xiaolan almost couldn't hold on. Is it necessary to be so direct?

"Master?"

"The one with the gold clothes." She picked up the teacup to hide her embarrassment: "I don't know which rich family's son was out for fun, and his purse was stolen. I lent him money to help him out. So we are creditors, right?"

"Really?" Mo Luofan smiled suddenly. Mo Xiaolan looked at him with disdain: "Are you happy?"

"Uh..." He nodded slightly: "It's mainly because people are evil. I'm afraid that Master will be deceived. Then... it will be bad."

"You wouldn't come here in the middle of the night just for this matter to disturb people's sleep, would you?"

"Ah, Master, did I disturb your rest?"

"No, no, how is that possible." Mo Xiaolan smiled guiltily, "Nonsense, can't you see for yourself? Your two eyes are not for decoration, God, let this ancestor who can't be beaten or scolded go away quickly, I want to sleep."

“Master, Master, Master, Master, Master, I heard that you went down the mountain!”

Zhu Fan ran over and pushed the door open with force, but what awaited him was not the smiles and kind care of his master and fellow apprentices, but a very unhappy-looking teacup that hit him on the head. The person who hit him seemed to be afraid of hurting him so he held back some of his strength, and the teacup only touched his forehead, which scared him a bit before he fell to the ground consciously.

The one who hit him was none other than the lovely and kind master. There was nothing he could do, he just walked into the trap. Mo Xiaolan was worried that she had no place to vent her anger at Mo Luofan, and now, there came a punching bag. She could only blame her for being cruel!

"Master, Master, Master, Master, you keep saying Master every day. Master, Master, Master, you keep saying Master, Master, Master, Master all day long. Do you want to die? Can you call me anything else except Master? You keep calling me Master all day long. It gives me a headache." Mo Luofan is done with his Master, and now you come to him.

Zhu Fan covered his frightened forehead, picked up the cup on the ground, and walked over carefully: "But, if I don't call you Master, what else can I call you?"

"Call me grandma." Mo Xiaolan yelled.

"It's Master...Grandma."

Mo Luofan was trembling with fear on the side. "Fortunately, it seems that Master still loves me."

Mo Xiaolan straightened her clothes, crossed her legs without caring about her image, and threw her hair back: "If you have something to say, say it quickly. If you don't, get out of here."

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"What!" Mo Xiaolan slammed the table and stood up: "Zhu Ling is missing? Why did you tell me now?"

"I..." Zhu Fan lowered his head and rubbed the corner of his clothes and murmured softly: "I just found out that you went down the mountain!"

"You guys go back first. Let me be alone for a while tonight and think of a solution."

"Yes, the disciple retire."

After the two left, Mo Xiaolan, who had been pretending to be a serious master, jumped onto the bed.

"Oh my god, I'm finally gone. I can go to sleep now."

Some people appear to be worried, but actually they already know where Zhu Ling has gone. Although this little girl is a bit gossipy and has a bit of a temper, when has she ever been angry with these two people? She always comes back obediently after a while. Now that she has been missing for these days, she must have been captured by the female ghost named Zuiyan. However, these are just suspicions after all. The reason why she can be so confident is because she has read the novel several times and has all the strategies to pass the level in her hands. Zhu Ling is her second disciple after all. She is more cautious in doing things and dares not act rashly. Move, if it is a head-on confrontation, the little ghost girl can't do anything to her. Besides, for the sake of her own plan, she, the little ghost girl, will definitely not hurt them at all. The main situation now is to find where their execution ground is first. She got angry when she thought of this. This girl Xue was really lazy. She didn't even bother to write in detail about the small details in the book. She just used a hill in Yuxian Town to represent it. There are so many hills in Yuxian Town. If she searches one by one, I'm afraid she may not be able to find the bodies of those girls even if they are made into fertilizers. The only way now is to follow the novel and use bait!

Day 2, early morning -

"What? Master wants to use himself as bait?"

Mo Xiaolan plugged her ears. Are these two disciples crazy? Are they competing to see who has the loudest voice?

"No!" Mo Luofan shouted, "Master, this is too dangerous. Not to mention how powerful that woman is, what if she has a large group of helpers? What if, what if..." What if it's a man disguised as a woman and that's why he kidnaps women? Master is so handsome, it would be unforgivable for him to fall into that man's hands.

Mo Xiaolan shrugged and said, "Then what do you say we should do?"

"I'll go." Mo Luofan pulled the corner of her clothes and said, "Master, I can make her a girl, as long as you don't go..."

Mo Xiaolan looked at his pleading expression and reached out to touch his head: "Are you serious? Aren't you afraid?"

"Don't be afraid, I am...Master's disciple, so of course I have to rush to the front of Master."

"Okay then." Mo Xiaolan straightened his collar and said, "Let's go to the cloth shop and buy some clothes that look more fairy-like, and then I'll put some rouge on you."

"Okay, disciple, go now."

After receiving the master's approval, Mo Luofan immediately ran out. Zhu Fan beside him was stunned: "Is this still my master? Master, haven't you always loved your little brother? What happened today? You actually let him go?"

Mo Xiaolan turned around and gave him a smile: "If I don't find a reason to get rid of him, he will pester me forever."

Zhu Fan touched it and raised his two thumbs up: "Old ginger is still spicy."

"Thank you for the compliment." Mo Xiaolan sat down and took a sip of tea: "Where is the highest crime scene?"

"In the streets and alleys, especially at night, that person can arrest as many as five people at the same time."

She looked at the ink pattern on the teacup and murmured, "The streets and alleys at night are such a beautiful and terrifying place."

Two hours later——

"Master, I'm back." Mo Luofan walked in holding a wooden box: "This outfit is very beautiful, it will definitely trick that girl into killing me."

"Puff." Mo Xiaolan spat out a mouthful of tea: "What? Girl killer?"

"A person who kills girls is called a girl killer, isn't he?" Mo Luofan said innocently, "Just like what Master said last time, the person who gives gays a gay sleeve is called a gay sleeve."

"That analysis seems to be correct." She pretended to be calm and took out a handkerchief to check the tea at the corner of her mouth. "What? Are you being fair to those 900 million girls? And when will the gay sleeves be over?"

"Well, Luo Fan, change your clothes first. Once you're done, I'll put some rouge on you."

"Yes, Master."

After Mo Luofan changed his clothes, Mo Xiaolan almost vomited blood. Damn, she thought this guy was not a straight man. Now it seems that she was wrong. This tender Barbie pink dress is like a flowing gauze, which makes the skin look darker. There are big red flowers on it, and there are a few green embroidered leaves next to it, which makes people look more earthy. There is also a bright red scarf wrapped around the body as an accessory, which makes this dress look even more shocking. Ah, which great designer's masterpiece is this? Is it for scary? Or scary, or scary! Fortunately, Mo Luofan is white and tender, and his face is beautiful, otherwise how can he resist this dress that is really hard to describe.

"What's wrong, Master? I think it's beautiful. Look how pretty this flower is." Mo Luofan lifted up the hem of her skirt and swung it. The hem of her skirt was very big, and when it swung it looked like a blooming flower.

"I think this color will look great on Master. Otherwise, I'll go and make a custom set for Master."

"Hehe, you'd better save your breath. I can't stand this deathly Barbie pink." Mo Xiaolan immediately crossed her arms and refused.

"what?"

She spoke too fast and Mo Luofan really didn't understand.

"What the teacher meant was that pink is tender, but the teacher is old now, it's really... Alas."

In order to express authenticity, she deliberately acted particularly regretful, as if if she were still young, she would definitely wear this "beautiful" dress. In fact, even if she was only three years old now, she would never wear it. It was too shocking and she really couldn't accept it.

"Hurry up and sit down. I'll put on some makeup for you."

After Mo Luofan sat down, he closed his eyes and let Mo Xiaolan's hand stroke his face. Something cold swept back and forth across his eyebrows, then his eyes and face.

"Luo Fan, open your lips slightly."

Mo Luofan opened his mouth slightly, and something that felt like paper was placed between his lips.

"Take a sip."

He took a sip.

Mo Xiaolan seemed dissatisfied, and she went straight to work, stroking his lips back and forth with her warm fingers, which felt vaguely smooth. Mo Luofan knew that these were his master's fingers, and an evil thought came to his mind. If he pulled her into his arms and kissed her hard, what a soul-stirring feeling it would be. Thinking of this, he uncontrollably put this delicate hand into his mouth and licked it slowly with the tip of his tongue.

"Ah!" Zhu Fan's scream came from above his head: "Mo Luofan, why are you licking me!"

Mo Luofan was so frightened by the sound that he quickly spat out the finger in his mouth, stood up, spat several times, and wiped his lips hard.

"I haven't gotten sick of you biting me yet, but you're the first to get sick of me?"

"Why is it you? Aren't you the Master?"

"Master? Isn't she right behind you?"

Mo Luofan turned around, and Mo Xiaolan was holding a wooden comb in her hand, with a look of shock on her face. Then she suddenly took a deep breath, covered her mouth and nose with her sleeves, and a light flashed in her eyes. It seemed like surprise, and it was more like saying, "I didn't know it until now." "Luofan, it turns out that you are also a homosexual?"