[Crossing the Book] Master, he always wants to plot against me

"What did you say?"

The Venerable repeated it with a trembling voice: "After Madam went out for a walk, I happened to bump into Tianzun. I thought they were still angry and ignored each other. Unexpectedly, after they stopped, they chatted happily. I left the Forbidden Forest, and then headed for the brothel."

"Have a good conversation?"

"Yes..." Originally, he wanted to tell Si Weiyuan about the drama between the two of them, but he knew that Si Weiyuan hated these things the most, and he was afraid that speaking out would make the matter big, and he would be suspected of telling stories, so he didn't say anything. It is most appropriate for Xianzun to verify it himself.

Although he didn't make it clear, Si Weiyuan also guessed nine out of ten, with a cold look in his eyes, he said in a deep voice: "Which brothel?"

"Ziyinfang is the largest brothel in the center of Jialuo City."

Si Weiyuan was silent for a moment, then went down the mountain to find someone with a cold face without saying a word.

At this time, Lin Moyu and Ling Qingye were still running around like headless chickens in Jialuo City, because Ling Qingye had a bad memory and couldn't recognize the way, and there were too many brothels with similar appearances in Jialuo City, and they were short of money. , It is impossible to go in and try one by one, so we can only carefully identify one by one.

"Qing Ye, do you still remember the name of that place?" I don't know Lu, so I should remember the name, right?

Ling Qingye scratched her head, her eyes almost blurred: "Yesterday I just tasted their new dishes outside, and I didn't pay attention to the name of the building. At first I thought it was a restaurant, but then I recalled the restaurant in the building again. Yingying and Yanyan realized that this is a brothel."

Lin Moyu looked around, and felt troubled for a while, there are more brothels in Jialuo City than restaurants, what should I do?It's impossible for them to stay here for a long time, and they have to go back quickly after eating.

After searching the street for a while, Ling Qingye suddenly saw a familiar figure standing outside a brothel, and immediately walked forward.

The girl who was standing at the door with the dishes lit up when she saw Ling Qingye, she immediately went up to meet her, and called "Young Master" coquettishly.

Ling Qingye chatted with the girl for a few words, then turned to Lin Moyu and said, "Moyu, this is the girl who tried the dishes for me outside the brothel yesterday, so it should be here."

Lin Moyu and Ling Qingye only wanted to eat, and they didn't care that this was a place of fireworks, so they happily walked in.

After choosing a remote place to sit, Ling Qingye let them serve the food.

It didn't take long for the dishes to arrive on the table, and the two couldn't wait to pick up their chopsticks and taste them.

At first, I thought Ling Qingye was exaggerating, but I didn't expect it to be so delicious. Lin Moyu was full of praise: "This dish is really amazing."

Ling Qingye smiled and said, "Isn't it delicious? After coming to Jialuo City for a few days, I couldn't swallow the dishes except the chef's. I didn't expect that I was superficial."

Lin Moyu nodded in agreement: "Yes, I'm not used to the food in Jialuo City. I didn't expect the dishes here to be so appetizing. It tastes like our Jingzhou dishes."

After what he said, Ling Qingye also felt that the taste of this dish was very familiar, and the more he ate it, the more strange it became, so he stopped his chopsticks and looked at the dish in front of him thoughtfully: "The taste of this dish...why is it a bit like a big dish?" Is it the taste of cooking that has not been lost before cooking?"

Lin Moyu raised his head: "The craftsmanship is not lost, what do you mean?"

Ling Qingye said quietly: "I told you, don't tell the chef."

Lin Moyu nodded, leaned over, and pricked up his ears curiously.

"That day when the chef left the palace of Jia Luo, somehow, his cooking skills suddenly failed, and the food he made was unpalatable."

"How bad is it?"

Ling Qingye looked solemn: "To be honest, I just ate his roast chicken last night before I fell unconscious."

Lin Moyu was dumbfounded: "Huh?"

Immediately, he couldn't help but think of the scene where he used the chef's dishes to borrow flowers to present Buddha to Si Weiyuan and Lin Mohuai.

After thinking about it, he also frowned: "Speaking of which, although I didn't eat the chef's dishes that day, I gave them to others, but after they tasted them, they didn't seem to have a good complexion."

Ling Qingye immediately said: "So from that night on, the chef became abnormal, as if he was a different person."

Lin Moyu asked carefully: "When I rescued him that day, was his hand injured?" If the hand is injured, it is normal for the dishes to be cooked differently.

Ling Qingye thought about it carefully, shook her head and said, "No."

Thinking of the chef's sudden drop in skills and his recent abnormal behavior, Ling Qingye frowned deeply as if he had sensed something, with a serious expression on his face: "Could it be..."

Lin Moyu's expression also became serious.

Ling Qingye looked up at the other party seriously: "Could it be... that he lost his sense of taste?"

Lin Moyu nodded in agreement: "I think so, no matter how good the craftsmanship is, it's useless to lose the sense of taste, and people will suffer a lot. Losing the sense of taste is tantamount to killing a chef."

Ling Qingye suddenly felt very guilty, sighed and said: "He has lost his sense of taste and is still working hard to cook for me. I not only don't appreciate it, but also speak ill of him behind his back. I am not human."

"Qing Ye, don't say that, in the future, you should try to eat as much as you can, so as not to make him feel cold."

"Ah."

After eating for a while, Ling Qingye heard someone yelling for sugar cakes outside, and they were selling Jingzhou sugar cakes, so she couldn't help but put down her chopsticks and walked out, saying that she would come back after buying some sugar cakes.

He followed the peddler when he went out, but he couldn't catch up with the peddler because of the crowds. In the end, he took a lot of effort to catch up with the peddler. At this time, he followed the peddler to a sparsely populated alley.

After buying a bag of sugar cakes from a peddler, Ling Qingye turned around and walked back, but suddenly heard a voice behind him that made him shudder: "Qing Ye."

Ling Qingye turned back slowly, and seeing Emperor Zun standing behind him at some point, his body stiffened instantly, and the bag containing the sugar cake in his hand fell to the ground.

"Emperor, Emperor Zun." Ling Qingye stammered.

Seeing Dizun walking towards him slowly, Ling Qingye backed up step by step until he was stuck to the wall of the house, and then in a hurry, he called out to Master behind Dizun.

Repeating the same trick, Emperor Zun was still fooled, Ling Qingye stuffed the remaining half of the candy cake into his mouth when he turned his head, and seized the opportunity to turn around and run away.

When Emperor Zun turned his head, Ling Qingye had already turned into a deep and narrow alley and disappeared without a trace.

After Ling Qingye got away, he went straight to the brothel, but when he turned the corner, he collided with someone unexpectedly.

Ling Qingye looked up, never expecting to bump into the chef here.

Before he had time to explain to the other party, he pushed the chef and wanted to run forward.

However, Emperor Zun held his waist with one hand, stroked his back with the other, pressed him into his arms, and comforted him: "What's wrong, Qing Ye?"

Qing Ye wanted to leave but couldn't, because she was anxious, her body trembled slightly: "I saw Emperor Zun, run!"

Emperor Zun still didn't let go, and raised his hand to stroke Ling Qingye's head like coaxing a child to ease his fear: "Don't be afraid, I'm here, it's okay."

He didn't let him go until Ling Qingye calmed down.

Ling Qingye stopped for a while, and wanted to run again, Emperor Zun grabbed his hand: "Where do you want to go?"

Ling Qingye said anxiously: "I have to tell Moyu that Emperor Zun is here, and go back to the Immortal Mansion of the Forbidden Forest with him."

Di Zun pretended to be puzzled: "What does this have to do with Lin Moyu? Di Zun was looking for you, not Lin Moyu. He was fine at first, but if you accidentally led Di Zun over to him, wouldn't it be harming him? ?”

Ling Qingye was taken aback for a moment, and after thinking about it, it was true.

Dismissing the idea of ​​looking for Lin Moyu, he looked at Emperor Zun helplessly, and said, "Then, what should I do now?"

Seeing that the opportunity came, Emperor Zun took advantage of the situation and said, "The only way is to leave here with me and go to a place where Emperor Zun will never find him."

"Is there such a place?"

Emperor Zun secretly hooked the corner of his mouth, hugged Ling Qingye's shoulders, and led him back: "Yes, I will take you there..."

In the brothel.

Lin Moyu ate inside for a while and saw that Ling Qingye hadn't come back, so he couldn't help but look outside the door.

After waiting for a while, he still didn't come back, Lin Moyu couldn't help worrying about his safety.

"Why haven't you come back? Could something have happened?"

Seeing that he hadn't returned for a long time, Lin Moyu couldn't eat, so he put down his chopsticks and prepared to go out to find someone.

As soon as he got up, the girls and guests in front of him fell down one after another.

Just when he was wondering what was going on, a familiar figure suddenly entered the brothel and came into view, scaring him so that he collapsed on the chair.

Not surprisingly, the fainting of these people should be his masterpiece.

"Why did he come? I'm done..."

The system said: "He should know that you and Ling Qingye came together. In order not to implicate Ling Qingye, you should simply say that you are here for whoring."

???

Lin Moyu said without thinking, "Get lost!"

After everyone fell down, Si Weiyuan saw Lin Moyu at a glance and walked towards him.

"Wei Yuan..."

"You broke up with Ling Qingye in the morning, but you went to the brothel with him to have fun in the evening. Are you playing for me?"

Lin Moyu panicked, and retorted stiffly: "What did I say that we broke up... No, when did I come here with Ling Qingye? I came here to eat alone..." Seeing the unpacked food on the table Another pair of bowls and chopsticks, his throat immediately stuck, wishing he could slap himself twice.

With the facts in front of his eyes, he was irrefutable, and after a long silence, he still confessed to Si Weiyuan: "Actually, we didn't do it on purpose, what happened last night was really an accident, but we were more afraid of your misunderstanding, so we made this decision. "

Si Weiyuan remained silent, just looked at him coldly.

During the stalemate with Si Weiyuan, Lin Moyu suddenly remembered Ling Qingye who hadn't returned for a long time, and looked outside the door.

While worrying about Ling Qingye's safety, a thought suddenly popped into his head.

Si Weiyuan came here, Ling Qingye did not return, is there any connection between the two?

He froze for a moment, looked at Si Weiyuan, and said uncertainly: "Qing Ye... is he with you?"

Si Weiyuan had nothing to do with this, but deliberately did not explain.

Seeing that he was silent, Lin Moqi thought that Ling Qingye was really with him, and immediately stood up.

Si Weiyuan turned and left with a sullen face, Lin Moyu hurriedly followed.

Lin Moyu took his arm: "Weiyuan, is Ling Qingye in your hands? You didn't do anything to him, did you?"

Si Weiyuan continued to walk forward as if he had never heard of it.

When he arrived outside the Jialuo Hall, Si Weiyuan walked in directly, as if he was going to spend the night here tonight.

After entering, Lin Moyu resisted the door and followed Si Weiyuan into the room, but Si Weiyuan still ignored him.

Seeing him chasing him, Si Weiyuan turned and went out, but when he was about to step out of the threshold, he heard Lin Moyu calling anxiously.

He turned around slightly, only to see Lin Moyu took off the last piece of clothes, begging softly: "Wei Yuan, don't go..."