Brother, this showman

"He did it on purpose."

Feng Lianchen leaned over and whispered in Ye Wenqing's ear.

"I know." Ye Wenqing nodded, gave him a comforting look, and took a step forward to block him behind her.

It stands to reason that if you rob people and things, you have to run to a place where there are few people.This dumb person is good, where people are too picky, unless it is intentional, it will be stupid, but everyone knows how to grab things, and you can tell that your brain is still working.

Ye Wenqing turned around and raised his eyes to meet Ma Huateng's suspicious gaze, and said, "Master Ma, that dumb guy snatched Ye's things, and the younger brother went up to chase after him. But the dumb guy didn't know why, probably because there was too much wind just now. Just jumped off."

"Nonsense!" The servant interrupted with red eyes, "The dumb hands and feet are very clean, and he never steals things from others. Even if he is dead, you will not let him go. It's disgusting!"

"Don't believe me?" Ye Wenqing raised his eyebrows, pointed at the lake, "Okay, let someone pick him up, my fan is still in his hand."

"Besides, I'm not the only one who was robbed of his belongings. Just now, a disciple of Sijimen was also robbed of his jade pendant!"

Ye Wenqing searched the crowd, and finally settled on Ningo: "No, this Ningo, brother Ning. I can meet the mute, and he is also credited!"

Mei Yougan, the suzerain of Sijimen, glanced at his disciple, looked him up and down, and asked doubtfully, "Where did you get the jade pendant?"

Ning Ge's eyes flashed with uneasiness, Sijimen was too poor, so poor that even Beifeng would not patronize him.

Mei Yougan even asked the beginner disciples to hand over all the details.The jade pendant that was snatched by the mute was his mother's relic, and he was reluctant to hand it in, so he secretly hid it and didn't dare to wear it. Today, when he missed his mother during the Chinese New Year, he took it out to have a look, and chatted with him to express his comfort.

"Ningo?" Mei Yougan called out again, somewhat dissatisfied with his distraction, "Where did you get the jade pendant?"

Ningo came back to his senses, met Qi Shushu's gaze, felt a little palpitation for a moment, his heart beat fast, and immediately lowered his head, Qiqi Ai Ai: "No, no, there is no jade pendant, and I have never seen a dumb person."

"No way." Ye Wenqing clicked his tongue, revealing disappointment in his words, "Ningo, are you turning your face and denying anyone?"

Ningo mustered up the courage to look up at Ye Wenqing, smiled slightly, his brows were tinged with the anger of being splashed with sewage for no reason: "Young Master Ye, Ning has never seen a dumb person, nor was he robbed of any jade pendants, Young Master Ye need not In order to remove the suspicion, Ning was dragged into the water."

"Hey." Ye Wenqing sighed, touched his chin, curious, "Then I dare to ask Mr. Ning, if I have never met you, why would I know your name?"

"If Mr. Ye is allowed to be famous, Ning won't be allowed to be famous?" Ningo had already risked his life, refused to admit it, and looked at Ye Wenqing provocatively.

"Interesting, of course." Ye Wenqing smiled, changed his posture and leaned against the pillar.

The servant who happened to be at the side was fishing in the water with a large net similar to that of a fish net. After several times of fishing for aquatic plants, the mute's body was brought up.

People who never think it's a big deal to watch the excitement rushed forward one after another.

The mute was dead to the core, with a pale face, weeds still hanging from his hair, and his body was covered in cuts and bruises.Especially his hands, which were soaked in white water, and the blood had been washed away by the water, leaving only the criss-cross wounds, which made it hard to bear to look at.

"It's so miserable." Ye Wenqing looked at Ningo meaningfully, "This hand has become like this."

Unexpectedly, this kid was quite ruthless.

"Ye Wenqing!" Mei Yougan was very displeased with Ye Wenqing's repeated attacks on his disciples, and shouted, "You said he stole your folding fan, where is the fan?"

"In the water, if he doesn't have it on his hands, it means he is in the water!" Ye Wenqing pointed to the rippling water surface, and waved to the servant who was about to leave, "Brothers, please work harder, please Grab my folding fan."

"How long are you going to pretend?" Mei Yougan crossed his arms and looked at him contemptuously, "The brothers and sisters conspired to kill an innocent servant."

"Stop, stop." Ye Wenqing interrupted him, "What is collusion? What is murder? Can he blame us for jumping into the water? He stole my things and I can't chase him? He's dead, it's considered conspiracy to kill? It's really strange. It's also weird."

"Sovereign, let me make an analogy with you. If your wife was taken away by robbers, would you go after the robbers and snatch your wife back?"

"Nonsense!" Mei You gave him a blank look, "Of course I want to snatch it back. If I can't even protect my own woman, what kind of man is he?"

"Then if the robber ended up knocking himself on a rock and fell to his death, would it be related to you?"

"Why?!" Mei Yougan yelled, "It's none of my business that he died?"

"Yes, this suzerain is still reasonable." Ye Wenqing nodded slightly, and gave Mei Yougan an appreciative look.

"You!" After Mei Yougan yelled, she realized that she had been entangled in, and she had no right to speak for a while, so she could only shut her mouth resentfully.

"You are obviously sophistry." Someone came back to his senses, "Can a person be compared with a fan? What's more, it's not sure whether you have a fan. I just listen to what you say here."

If it is normal, everyone will definitely not pay attention to this matter. After all, he is just a domestic servant. If he dies, he will die. There is no pity.

But this matter involved the two brothers Ye Wenqing, and it was Yan Rantai in Dali.

Yanrantai has been standing for many years and has a great reputation, so there is no chance for the small sects below to stand out.

Fortunately, the Soul Locking Pillar is about to collapse, and their chance has come.

If you can find the fallen wood before Yanrantai, the crisis will be resolved.They can also win a good name for themselves, maybe even more, they can pull Yan Rantai down from the altar, and maybe they can also taste the taste of being a fairy.

Therefore, even if what happened this time was really the dumb who jumped into the water as Ye Wenqing said, they would still put the hat of forcing them to commit suicide on the heads of the two seniors.

Everyone had their own ghosts in their minds, and their eyes were surprisingly bright, just like hungry wolves seeing food, wishing to pounce on it and bite them to their heart's content.

How could Ye Wenqing not know what they were thinking, and couldn't help but despise them. It's not unreasonable to have been unknown for many years.

Ye Wenqing ignited a spell with his fingertips, and a golden light turned into a sharp blade to split the water surface vertically from high to low. The water surface was split into two halves immediately, and the water waves rose high, hitting the shore like a dragon going out to sea.

Everyone was caught off guard and turned into drowned chickens, and the coolness spread all over the body, flowing through the limbs and bones.

Everyone clenched their hands into fists, gritted their teeth, and stared at Ye Wenqing fiercely.

"I'm sorry." Ye Wenqing turned his head in surprise and smiled apologetically at everyone, "I forgot someone, why didn't you hide when you saw it? Isn't this intentional to make me feel sorry?"

Guys: "..."

You did it on purpose!How can you feel sorry!Clearly smiling so happily!

"It is recorded in the book that water can prosper wealth. Sprinkling some water on the body on the New Year's Day can even eliminate bad luck for the year and make the next year smooth. I think you have seen it before." Feng Lianchen, who had been silent for a long time, helped .

"Oh? Really?" Ye Wenqing was extremely cooperative.

"Yes, yes, I hope the coming year will be smooth."

"That's right, that's what it means."

Everyone forced a smile, and then pretended to wipe the water on their faces with their hands, as if it was true.

Compared with what Ye Wenqing said just now, they would rather admit Feng Lianchen's statement, after all, it sounds lofty.

However, another jet of water completely poured people down.

"You don't have to be polite." Ye Wenqing waved his hands very grandly, "These are Ye's New Year wishes to you all. I wish you all a smooth and prosperous year ahead!"

Feng Lianchen watched with a smile as Ye Wenqing poured water on everyone again and again.

In the end, everyone sneezed one after another, shivering from the cold, and didn't have the extra energy to make things difficult for Ye Wenqing. They wished they could go back and take a hot bath right now, and lie down with their quilts in their arms.

Ye Wenqing had played enough, waved his sleeves, and the folding fan that sank in the water swished back into his hand.

"Everyone, don't rush away." Ye Wenqing gently unfolded the folding fan, "Come and see my fan!"

Everyone looked up, turned their heads away immediately, and pulled the person next to him: "Don't look, you are a shameless person, let's go, let's go back."

Sometimes the more you don't let people look at something, the more curiosity you can arouse.

Therefore, some people turned their heads to look at the fan one after another, and in the end they all had a strange look of being struck by lightning, and they were dragged away by their companions, cursing shamelessly from time to time.

After Ye Wenqing's wonderful "blessing", the crowd around the pool had dispersed, and the dumb body was temporarily taken down.

The twisted vine was not immune to receiving the blessing, and the broken hair was stuck to the cheeks like water plants, and water drops seeped down from time to time, not to mention the feathers stuck in the hair, just like wilted flowers, Malaise.

"Mr. Ye, Mr. Feng." Ma Huateng wiped off the water droplets on his face with a handkerchief, put his hands in his arms, and was too cold to speak quickly, "This matter can be regarded as Ma's lax discipline, disturbing the two Yaxing .Today’s New Year’s Eve, let’s talk about it tomorrow.”

After Ma Huateng finished speaking, he sneezed three times in a row, with snot hanging from his chin like noodles.

Ye Wenqing silently took a few steps back.

Ma Huateng quickly covered his nose with a handkerchief, and said vaguely: "Ma will go back first, you two should go back earlier and rest."

Under the huge corridor, there were only two brothers Ye Wenqing left.

Ye Wenqing lightly flicked the golden bean-like water droplets wrapped in candlelight on the fan, his fingertips felt cool, and quickly turned the fan to shake off all the golden bean.

"Come on, go back to sleep."

The evening wind mixed with dense water vapor brought a biting chill, Ye Wenqing tightened his outer shirt, and walked back with strides.

"Senior brother." Feng Lianchen followed behind and suddenly called out.

"Why?" Ye Wenqing responded.

"Today is Chinese New Year's Eve." Feng Lianchen smiled, "We have to watch the year."

"You still have the heart to think about this?" Ye Wenqing glanced at him, and patted his shoulder with a fan, "You have to think about how to deal with these people tomorrow."

"New Year's Eve." Feng Lianchen repeated.

"Hey?" Ye Wenqing stopped and looked at him inexplicably, "What do you mean?"

Feng Lianchen stretched out his hand, with his palm facing up, with Xinghe hidden in his eyes, and said with a smile: "All my money was taken away by my man, and there is nothing left. So...brother, give me some lucky money."