Brother, this showman

On the bustling street, the originally crowded crowd suddenly split into two sides, leaving a spacious place.

Everyone's expressions were very strange, and upon closer examination, there was disgust and horror, as if they had seen the plague god.

Next, I saw a thin man walking staggeringly, his whole body was wet and water seeped down, and there were dark green water plants hanging on his feet.

His complexion was abnormally pale, his expression was in a trance, and his eyes were dull, like a person who has been captivated by the impermanence of black and white.

The people hiding on both sides of the street didn't dare to make any big moves, they covered their mouths and didn't speak, their eyeballs moved with the man's movement.

The man suddenly stopped halfway, raised his head and looked in the direction of the teahouse, and met Ye Wenqing's gaze, showing his white teeth and grinning like a vulture locking food.

Ye Wenqing's heart skipped a beat, and she immediately stopped talking.

The waiter behind was also taken aback, and quickly discussed with the guys around him.

"Isn't this the young master Li Wanji of the City Lord's Mansion? Did he fall into the river?"

"Looking at his appearance, he must have fallen into Yuheng Lake! He was hooked by the water ghost."

"What?! Yuheng Lake! What a crime! Don't say it, don't say it."

Xiao Er was staring wide open, shut his mouth immediately, and quickly patted his chest comfortingly, with an unfathomable expression, grabbed the towel in his hand, and slipped into the back kitchen like the wind on his feet.

The guy who was discussing with him followed suit.

Ye Wenqing clearly caught the Yuheng Lake that the guy said, and was about to ask about it, but one or two ran very fast.

Ye Wenqing had no choice but to pin his hopes on the shopkeeper sitting by the counter, but as soon as a word popped out, the shopkeeper shook his head: "I don't know, I don't know."

I really don't want to say a single one.

The place Wang Shuqin pointed out happened to be Yuheng Lake, but everyone kept silent about Yuheng Lake, is it because there is something weird about it?Could it be sinking wood?

Ye Wenqing glanced at Li Wanji who was standing stupidly outside again, made up his mind, and walked out.Walking in front of Li Wanji under the surprised eyes of everyone, before he could speak, he was sprayed with water all over his body.

Ye Wenqing turned his head to look, and saw an old woman holding a wooden basin in one hand and a grapefruit leaf in the other, dipping water into the basin and splashing it on him from time to time, muttering: "Go away, goblins, go away, goblins and goblins."

Ye Wenqing: "...Auntie, are you referring to me?"

Ye Wenqing pointed to Song Jihua next to him again: "Or is it him?"

The old woman froze for a moment, looked at the two of them, then shook her head, and continued to sprinkle water with grapefruit leaves.

Ye Wenqing's wounded heart was instantly healed.

"Ma'am, if you sprinkle it again, I won't have any clothes to change." Ye Wenqing obviously felt that the water from the outer shirt soaked the inner clothes, and the coolness swept in, and looked at the old woman dumbfounded.

The old woman thought about it for a while, took a step back silently holding the wooden basin, then looked up at Ye Wenqing again, and continued to chant: "The monsters and ghosts leave quickly, the ghosts and ghosts leave quickly."

Li Wanji's dull gaze, like a dry well, suddenly seemed to be injected with living water, shining brightly, and he tightly grasped Ye Wenqing's hand.

Seeing this, everyone's complexion changed drastically, and they turned around and ran away, making it look like there was a scourge behind them.

Before Ye Wenqing understood the situation, he heard Song Jihua say, "Someone is here."

The leader was a middle-aged man, dressed in brocade clothes, with a face full of worry in Chinese characters, walking three steps and two steps, his clothes were flying, and the clothes were stained with yellow mud, he was very embarrassed.

Li Ya heard that his precious son had fallen into Yuheng Lake, and he was frightened out of his wits. He searched for it but found no news.Someone reported to him just now, saying that he saw his son on the main street, so he hurried over.

When Li Ya saw Li Wanji, he was both surprised and happy. When he saw Ye Wenqing who was being held by him, his expression became even more excited: "Young Master Ye!"

"You recognize me?" Ye Wenqing pointed to himself, blinking his eyes in doubt.

Li Ya looked at Ye Wenqing, then at his own son, temporarily gave up reminiscing about the past, and said with a familiar attitude: "Old man Li Ya, the lord of Tianji City, was helped by Mr. Ye many years ago. Now is not the time to talk, Ye Young master, please move to Li's mansion, and Li will come with Ye Gongzi one by one later."

Ye Wenqing agreed, and someone would bring a pillow as soon as he dozed off. He was worried about how to get into the city lord's mansion, but now he doesn't have to worry about it.

But now there is still a problem, that is, Li Wanji has been holding on to him and refuses to let go, without saying a word, his eyes are frighteningly bright.

Ye Wenqing tried to shake his arm, but Li Wanji remained unmoved, no matter how Li Ya tried to persuade him, he remained indifferent.

Ye Wenqing sighed helplessly, only to hear a prick, and the intact sleeve immediately split into two, and the other half was being grabbed by Li Wanji.

Ye Wenqing glanced at his empty left arm, exhausted, why his sleeve was always broken.

Li Wanji hugged his sleeves, feeling unwilling, and wanted to grab Ye Wenqing again, but fortunately, Li Ya restrained him in time, and let his servants carry him back to the City Lord's Mansion.

Ye Wenqing took Song Jihua to the clothing store first.

Two stingy poor ghosts, even if they have money, they still can't change their nature.

After Ye Wenqing looked around, he finally chose a moon-white jacquard gown with bamboo leaves and auspicious clouds. The material is comfortable and the upper body fits well. Everything is fine, but the price is not ideal.

"Ten taels?!" Ye Wenqing looked at the boss in astonishment as if hearing a thunderbolt from the blue sky, "Are you sure it's not ten taels?"

The smile on the boss's face immediately collapsed: "Master, are your ears okay?"

"Ten taels of silver for a piece of clothing, isn't that too expensive for you? Cheaper, one tael." Ye Wenqing tried to bargain.

"One tael?" Now it was Song Jihua's turn to be surprised, "One tael is too expensive, maybe fifty cents."

"Fifty Wen?" Ye Wenqing blinked, "How about everyone take a step back? 25 Wen? Boss, what do you think?"

The boss heard that his 25 taels of clothes were being counter-offered to [-] renminbi by two big men. He wanted to vomit blood, and secretly scolded these two people for being shameless.

After a while, the boss finally calmed down, took the clothes from Ye Wenqing expressionlessly, and said calmly: "If you two are free, you can go shopping elsewhere."

"Boss, my wife only gave me fifty coins this month, and then she disappeared. I'm looking for my wife everywhere, deducting deductions, and eating the last meal without a second meal. I just hope that I will return after I find my wife There is a tone." Ye Wenqing started to play the emotional card, talking nonsense in a serious manner, trying to win the sympathy of the boss, "Also, my wife, he is real."

Ye Wenqing still had a lot to say, but was cut off by the servant of the City Lord's Mansion.

"Young master Ye, my master has something important to discuss with you." The servant hurriedly said without even wiping off the sweat on his face.

Ye Wenqing stopped playing with his thoughts, handed the boss ten taels of silver, picked up the clothes, and pretended to be calm: "I almost forgot that my wife gave me all the money. My wife is really gentle and virtuous."

The boss pursed his parched lips, watched Ye Wenqing leave with rounded eyes, and only after a while did he say, "It's better to run away."

Li Ya was pacing back and forth in the front hall in a hurry, stretching his neck frequently to look at the door. He didn't know how long he had been waiting, and when his neck was so sore that he could hardly lift it, he finally got Ye Wenqing.

"Young Master Ye." Li Ya greeted them warmly as if relieved, bowed his hands to the two of them, and looked at Song Jihua, "I don't know what to call this young master?"

"Song Jihua, disciple of Xiao Guanzong."

"Mr. Ye, Mr. Song, please take your seat." Li Ya turned sideways and made an invitation gesture, and then told the servant, "Hurry up and get some tea for the distinguished guest!"

After the three of them were seated, Ye Wenqing politely asked about Li Wanji's situation.

When Li Wanji was mentioned, Li Yagang frowned again, and the creases on his face became more folded.

"Nowadays I don't know anyone, and I don't answer any questions. It's useless for the doctor to look at it. How could this good-looking man fall into Yuheng Lake!" Li Ya's lips were tightly pressed, and he scratched his head irritably, fidgeting. He looked over at Ye Wenqing, his eyes were surprisingly bright, as if he saw a fairy, and he said pleadingly, "So I want to ask Mr. Ye to take a look."

"it is good."

Before entering Li Wanji's courtyard, he heard a burst of mournful crying, which can be described as earth-shattering, earth-shattering and deafening.

"My son! Open your eyes and look at your mother! If something happens to you, how will you let your mother live! Why is God so cruel? You are still so young, you are less than thirty, and you have not even established a family yet. ! Wanji, look at mother, talk to mother!"

"Can your son be weak?" Ye Wenqing paused, wondering if he heard it wrong. Li Wanji didn't look like a young man, unless he was in a hurry.

Li Ya was a little embarrassed, and coughed lightly: "It's been weak for a long time, and now it's ninety-nine."

Ye Wenqing: "..."

29 years old is still young?How small is this?

"Master!" A female voice floated out from inside the room.

Looking up, she saw a graceful and luxurious woman walking out with tears on her face, the handkerchief in her hand was clenched badly, the hair tassels on her temples were all knotted together, her eyes were swollen to the point of dying The pearl wreath she wore around her neck was as big as her head.

The whole person looked haggard.

Mrs. Li lowered her eyelids, her pupils were ashen, she leaned against the door with tears in her eyes. After hearing the sound of footsteps, she immediately raised her head, was stunned for a moment, and then excitedly ran forward with her skirt: "Young Master Ye?! Really?" Mr. Ye!"

"Master Ye, please save my son! Please!" Mrs. Li didn't care about the rules of etiquette, and firmly grasped Ye Wenqing's hand, as if she had grasped a life-saving straw, and refused to let go no matter what.

Ye Wenqing raised his eyebrows in surprise, why does this Mrs. Li recognize her?Could it be that he really came to Tianji City?As for the Yuheng Lake, it seems that he has also been there.As for why he went, he has no memory at all, and his memory is getting worse and worse.

"Madam, don't worry." Madam Li cried out of breath. Ye Wenqing felt distressed when she saw it, and comforted him patiently and softly. It was very difficult for him to comfort others.After a few words of consolation, seeing Mrs. Li still crying, I could only transfer the matter to Song Jihua, "The person next to me is Song Jihua, the eldest disciple of Xiao Guanzong of the School of Medicine and Medicine, let him go and have a look."

Hearing this, Li Ya felt a sense of joy of being hit by a pie from the sky, and immediately wanted to drag his wife to kneel down for Song Jihua.

"The city owner doesn't have to be like this, let's take him down to see how your son is doing." Song Jihua hurriedly stopped him.

"Okay, okay! Young Master Song, please follow me."