Fast travel, death collection system

It was the time when people were coming and going in the inn, and the weather was extremely hot, and the old trees outside the inn heard bursts of cicadas, frying the sweat-stained hearts of passers-by like frying oil.

Sitting across from him was a handsome and upright man with a calm demeanor. This was not the kind of superficial hypocrisy, but a kind of tranquility from the inside out.

The man looked like he was in his twenties, his sitting posture was quite polite, his back was straight, his hands were folded on his lap under the table, his demeanor was demure but not effeminate.

This is Mu Bai from the Mu Family Bank in Bucheng.

Cang Moliu looked at Mu Bai presumptuously and even harshly, and Mu Bai also evaluated him with the corresponding gaze without saying a word.

Although he had heard about the amazing technique and absolute gold-lettered signature of the master Cang Liu in the Jianghu, but this time was different, he would never accept an answer other than success.His quiet look implied a solemn scrutiny.

He is extremely tall but does not give people the feeling of being bloated and stout. He is slender and vigorous, sharp and unrestrained like a military gun, neither evil nor righteous.This is a handsome man with a pale complexion, probably because he is often active at night and rarely sees sunlight, but even so, this man's aura is extremely aggressive, coupled with that arrogant and arrogant look, it will never make people define He is a person who is proud of his talents, but he will be intimidated by his powerful aura.

Mu Bai was not displeased by this person's arrogance and disrespect, on the contrary, he felt a little more relaxed. This person seemed to be much more reliable than those well-known celebrities in the world.

"I don't need to talk about the extra politeness. The deposit is 10 taels. If the matter is successful, there will be a balance of 10 taels." Mu Bai bluntly rushed to the topic, with a rare eagerness in his clear and emotionless voice, "Master Cang, can you accept it?"

Cang Mo smiled, took a sip of herbal tea and raised one corner of his lips: "High rewards are equal to high risks, but I don't care about these. Since Mr. Mu gave Yinliang, you only need to speak out your request." That's right. Just one thing, I'm a thief."

What he meant was very obvious, he would never seek the privacy of the customer, and if he gave money, the customer could steal anything he wanted, but he would never be a killer, he was just a thief.

Mu Bai nodded, so that a well-informed thief can survive in the arena for a long time.

"Seven days later, a team of people will come in from Bucheng. This team is carrying a big dark gray iron box. The leader of the team is the famous Eight Swords Beard in the Jianghu. He has seven brothers with top martial arts under him. Bucheng, they will settle down in Wanfu Building, I want you to take that box to my Mu family's bank." He ordered solemnly and sternly, "It must not be known by anyone."

He didn't care about the warning with murderous intent at all, and put down the tea bowl, there were still some tea dregs dangling in it.

"I accept, please make up your mind."

After receiving a thick stack of 10 taels of bank notes, Cang Liu casually stuffed the roll into his bosom, only took out one, looked at the red and blue stamps on the bank notes, and laughed.This is the only silver banknote issued by the Mu Family Bank that exceeds 50 taels, and it is indeed more convenient to hold this.

Holding a bright, round and jade-like night pearl in his hand, he casually tossed it up and down, attracting a crowd of onlookers, and there were still many coveting eyes in the dark, just one more look at this man's tall and domineering appearance made him a little timid point.

He didn't bother to look away, just playing with this night pearl he just bought, this thing, Xie Lan stared at him repeatedly asking to take it back.

Pushing open the red-lacquered wooden door of the inner courtyard that was just purchased in Bucheng yesterday, Cang Moliu almost thought that he had read it wrong.

Xie Lan held a brand new broom in her hand to clean up the dust and fallen leaves in the courtyard, but her movements were extremely clumsy and uncoordinated. It could be seen that she had never done such a lowly thing, and he understood the reason just by looking at it.

Xie Lan seemed to wake up suddenly from the false dream of being extravagant and extravagant in the past, and what followed was a surge of uneasiness. Fear of his own weakness and incompetence, as well as the fear of being abandoned, he wanted to use He tried his best to keep his senior brother by his side, and he wanted to keep his senior brother's pampering and love for him.

How can the old monster Cang Moliu not be able to see that Xiang Lan's mentality is not normal anymore, but he can't say anything, he wants to see what is going on with this Xiang Lan who already has the spirit of soul essence to what extent.

He was curious.

"Lan Lan, why are you so well-behaved today? Come here, your delicate hands are worn out." The same indulgent low laughter as in the past, like moist steam with the sweetness of amber honey, made Lan Lan's distressed expression instantly became happy.

Xie Lan dropped the damn broom, Yuxiu's eyebrows and eyes moved, and she curled her lips: "Huh." He became dissatisfied again, "What is today, you mean I was annoying before? Tell me, don't you Regret bringing me here?"

"This is what the rough envoys do. Come here quickly, and let the senior brother see your hands, do they hurt?" Squeezing those delicate hands away, they were really red from rubbing, and the palms were even worn out. A juicy little pao, "Look. You just go out and have fun, tomorrow brother will go and buy some useful girls and boys, don't touch these things again."

Xie Lan silently watched as the senior brother took the needle, then scalded the thin needle on the candle a few times, watched him gently pop the blister in his hand, and then smeared the purple gold ointment on it, with gentle and delicate movements, The handsome eyebrows and eyes have never been so eye-catching. It is a face that has been seen for more than ten years, but at this time it has a great bewitching power.

"What's the matter?" Cang Moliu raised his eyes and smiled, and conveniently stuffed the Ye Mingzhu he wanted yesterday into Xie Lan's hands. "Lan Lan is a little bit unusual today. Here, why don't you just play with it. Are you hungry, what do you want to eat?"

He pulled up the dazed delicate little man and held his other good hand, which was smooth and weak. He was holding Xi Lan as if he was taking his own child. There was indeed a huge difference in height between the two of them. several degrees.No matter the figure or the appearance, they are completely different, but none of them are quite eye-catching.

Cang Liu hung his neck and asked him with a smile: "What do you want to eat? Jinsi sweet brocade, almond chicken breast, mandarin duck rolls, Kung Pao hare, pipa prawns? I heard that the chef in Zuixian Pavilion in Bucheng came from the palace. Let’s go there, huh?”

It's not that Xie Lan has never been led by her senior brother before, but it has been many years ago, and it should not have happened since the death of her father. Now she is being held like this again, Xie Lan looks around nervously , he wanted to pull out his hand fiercely, but failed after several attempts.

It's... really embarrassing!

"Brother! You, you let me go." He lowered his voice and tugged at Cang Moliu's sleeve.

"Brothers have forgotten that Lan Lan is no longer a child." Sighing softly, she let go of Xie Lan's twitching hands, and patted Xie Lan's not-so-thick shoulders, "Let's go, it's too late today. Spicy, carefully sunburned."

Under the dazzling sunlight, the man's long hair, as soft as a wet crow's feather, was casually braided into a bundle and hung behind him. Even though he was so tall, the long hair hung down to the knees, and he was tied tightly with a calm dark green headband. Tie.This domineering back is like a screaming military gun, which makes people afraid to get close.

Xie Lan looked at her let go hand in disappointment, the senior brother's back was no more unfamiliar than at this moment.It is an unattainability that is hard to find, hard to live with.

He panicked, and before he could react, he had already run a few steps, grabbing the hand that he asked to let go just now.Pale, warm, and strong, my brother's hand.

Cang Moliu was rushed over and grabbed by him, but he didn't show a puzzled or strange look, he still lowered his eyes lovingly to melt the already arrogant eyes, squeezed his hand, and held him tightly.

"Stop making trouble? You're so good."

He snorted proudly, but Yubai's cheeks were a little hot.

When he arrived at Zuixian Pavilion, the table was full of delicacies, but Xie Lan only poked the dishes with wooden chopsticks. After a long time, he seemed to hold great determination, as firm as a knight holding a knife.

"Brother."

"Huh?" Cang Moliu picked up vegetables in his bowl, "Isn't it my favorite golden shredded sweet brocade, why don't you eat it?"

"I want to study, brother." Xie Lan held the chopsticks like a dagger, and if she didn't agree, she would look at Cang Liu as determinedly as if she would judge herself, and repeated, "I want to study."

"Okay, I'll invite you a gentleman in two days, eat quickly." He held the wooden chopsticks in a skillful and elegant posture, as comfortable and light as if using his own arms, and agreed to all his requests in a responsive manner.

Xie Lan started to move in satisfaction, although his mind is now full of fighting dogs and cocks, gambling and prostitution, but...

After clearing away the fog of corruption, teach him how to be willing to be a stinky rat for the rest of his life?Such a powerful brother, how could he keep such a waste.

"Hey, what a coincidence, brother, I'm really lucky to be wearing red fruit today, that stinky fortune teller didn't fool me!" A very low-pitched voice sounded, and a short-haired man immediately slipped through the door of the private room, He wears an inch-wide strip of lake blue cloth across his forehead, and he wears the trousers with broken hexagrams of a Jianghu man. This man is either San'er or someone else.

Xie Lan was very impatient with him, she rolled her eyes, and moved her mouth faster, fearing that the starving ghost would steal food from him, so she grunted: "Idiot, hum."

"Why did you come to Bucheng?" Cang Moliu didn't believe his rhetoric at all, and rushed to the table as if smelling meat and bones.Ignoring him, seeing that he was really dressed in red, he glanced at him, "Vulgar."

"Hey, bring me a bite." Without being shocked at all, San'er snatched the pair of wooden chopsticks lightly held in Cang Moliu's hands, and poked them into the dish, "Your table will cost 50 taels at least." , Hehe~ Rich, rich!"

"Have you heard, half a month later there will be an auction in the underground gambling house in this city. It is said that this year's items are quite rare, can you stay and have a look?" San'er tapped the empty one with her chopsticks. A plate of dishes, emphasized, "It's once every three years!"

"You mean He Ji?" He put his arm on the back of the chair, and supported his slightly tilted head with one hand. Although his memory is a bit familiar, the original owner is a slave and only remembers to make money. How could he go to that kind of thing? He searched his memory for a while, "I remember that I was in Tancheng three years ago. Why did you move to Bucheng? This Bucheng has always been the home of the Mu family. Now that He Ji has released conclusive news, it seems that Occupying a corner of the port city is quite courageous."

"Hi! Don't you know?" San'er's thick black eyebrows trembled, and he knocked on the plate, "Don't look at this man who was not well-known before. The robust owner of Yuanzhuang died of illness in just two years. Soon after, his wife Yuanrui followed her father Yuan Feichan along the way. I don't know what trick He Ji used. No one from Yuanjianzhuang came out to say anything, tsk tsk , the method is so ruthless, but it is a person. Look at the current Yuanjianzhuang... No, it should be called Congyushanzhuang. Today's Congyushanzhuang can be regarded as the first-class in the Jianghu. Although it is not easy to earn a little space, it is really powerful."

San'er was spitting all over the place.He gulped down a cup of hot tea and asked, "Hey, after talking so much, are you going?"

"You skinny monkey, you are such a nuisance." Xie Lan dropped her chopsticks, looked at San'er who was very excited with a small face, and reprimanded, "If you want to go, go by yourself, always dragging my senior brother to do something! "

"Hey! I didn't see you, a junior brother like a golden cave, come up to care, but today it opened my eyes." San'er didn't wait to see the handsome and handsome Xie Lan, don't look at this kid. The son was already a pile of stinky mud, and sprayed, "Ghost with a white face, give him the money quickly, the 'Debt Collection' has come to the port city, really good perseverance."

Xie Lan had been rolling in rouge piles and gambling houses since she was a child, and she didn't take it seriously when she heard such harsh words. He rolled his eyes, turned around and sat in Cang Liu's arms, posing triumphantly.

"If you don't leave, what will you do to me? If you have the ability, you can find a good-looking junior like me. The jealous monkey is so ugly. Senior brother, don't you think so?"

Seeing the flames of war burning on him, Cang Moliu patted Xianlan's back comfortingly: "Don't you want to eat?"

He hummed and nodded.

San'er looked at his brother's willingness to wish so much, and immediately raised his forehead, telling you to talk cheap, and don't care what he does.

"It's so interesting to hear what you said, so it's okay to go and have a look." Pushing back the excited man in his arms, he pressed his head to his chest, and once in a while, he ran along the cold and smooth hair, looking San'er cheered up again, "I'll be free after seven days, but you came to the city because of the triennial bidding?"

"No." San'er blinked, and said, "I was invited by Mu Bai's little boy, and I've been here for a few days. It's said that someone asked me to give me a pulse, as if I was in a hurry to reincarnate , but now I have been left alone, and I have not seen a single hair."

Cang Moliu thought of Mu Bai's attitude not long ago, these things always make people smell a bit intriguing.

He chuckled softly, his scarlet lips sucking blood on his pale face, making people unable to take his eyes off: "A good show always requires more patience. A plate of delicately cooked delicacies requires a long enough wait, like this It’s more pleasant when you’re tasting delicious food.” The words were full of wantonness, coupled with his charming tone like the sound of a chime, he was so elegant that he didn’t look like a thief.

"You, you, you..." San'er stared at his friend, he had never seen such a seductive gesture in his memory, "You can say such words with such a poisonous mouth."

Cang Moliu glanced at him lightly, and gently embraced Xie Lan who had fallen asleep in his arms.

"How could you idiot know."

"Ah——" San'er was immediately attacked, and he held Xizi's heart in comfort, "This is the ghost with a white face!"

This summer, the air was full of sparks, but Xie Lan nestled in his senior brother's arms surrounded by a comfortable warmth, and he shrank back into his senior brother's arms comfortably.

Cang Moliu has already left the category of human beings. More precisely, he should be gradually developing into a dark creature. His body temperature gradually decreases as the strength of his soul and body increases.The longer this physical body lives, the more he can realize his control over the soul.

Whether it's his own, or that of other unrelated humans.

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Oh, this is today's update~

The big beast has already sensed the identity of the system,

My poor little junior brother, I don't know if I can be let off by the big beast, that is a very good soul~