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Muchen walked around the wine cellar with its arms folded, from one end to the other, and from that end to this end.

Of course, she wasn't picking wine.

Zhan Zhao and that Bai Yutang turned out to be old acquaintances, this question was enough to give her a headache, it was even more headache than all the wine jars in the wine cellar falling on her head.

What's more, the troubles in front of her are not limited to this one.

He was dizzy until he felt dizzy, Mu Li didn't know why, and finally he had to sigh resignedly, took out two jars of wine, and walked to Bai Yutang's guest room with a dull head.

When she was about to reach the door, Mu Li suddenly stopped in her footsteps, and she heard Bai Yutang's deep voice coming from the door, without the slightest carelessness, he said:

"...Who can explain clearly, the death of Master Yidian..."

Mu Li didn't hear what was said later, and there was a buzzing in her head, and the two arms holding the wine jar suddenly lost consciousness, two "clicks", "clicks", and the wine jars in her hand broke into pieces one after another. On the ground, Muchen lowered her head, her eyes were a little blurry, the numbness gradually spread from her fingers to her arms, and she trembled uncontrollably.

When Zhan Zhao opened the door and came out, he first smelled the tangy aroma of wine, and then he saw Muchen standing there in a daze.

This is... the jar was dropped?

"Treasurer Mu..." Zhan Zhao spoke halfway, when suddenly he saw something bright flashing in Mu Li's eyes, Zhan Zhao was taken aback, and subconsciously asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Mu Li didn't speak, squatted down and reached out to pick up the broken pieces of porcelain on the ground, and after picking up a few pieces, he said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Zhan, my hands slipped, I'll go get two more jars."

Zhan Zhao took a few steps closer, knelt down in front of Mu Li, looked into Mu Li's eyes, and said after a moment of silence: "Call the guy to clean up later, carefully cut your hands."

Mu Li avoided Zhan Zhao's gaze, hummed, and continued to pick up the tiles. The pieces he picked up were all in his hands, and when he didn't know how many pieces he picked up, his arm was suddenly grabbed by Zhan Zhao. Li looked at Zhan Zhao, with a doubtful tone: "Master Zhan?"

Zhan Zhao raised his chin to show Muli to look at his hand holding the fragment, and said lightly, "It's bleeding."

Sitting in the guest room watching Zhan Zhao bandage her wound, Mu Li came back to her senses, she was a little dazed, she cut her hand, why did Zhan Zhao bandage her?More importantly, why is she sitting here obediently and letting Zhan Zhao bandage her...

Mu Li sighed inwardly, and then blinked her astringent eyes. Zhan Zhao in front of her was still cleaning up the broken porcelain in her wound. From her angle, she could see Zhan Zhao's eyelashes clearly.Mu Li blinked again, moved back a little, moved again, Zhan Zhao seemed to have noticed something, kept moving his hands, lowered his head and asked, "What's wrong? Did I attack too much?" It's heavy?"

Mu Li cleared his throat, suddenly a little nervous, paused for a long time before saying: "No, I...sick of blood."

Zhan Zhao lowered his head, his expression hidden in the shadows, for some reason, Mu Li suddenly had the illusion that he was laughing, is the blood dizziness funny?Or is her reasoning too fake?Just thinking about whether to change the reason, he suddenly heard Zhan Zhao's deep and smiling voice:

"Close your eyes if you feel dizzy."

I don't know if Zhan Zhao's voice was too deep when he said this, or the angle of his head was too low, Mu Li felt that when Zhan Zhao's words just landed, his blood rushed to his face. After being dazed for a moment, I closed my eyes, and repeated in my heart that emptiness is color*color*that*is*empty*color with a knife in front of beauty and beauty...

Zhan Zhao looked up at Mu Li, and the corners of his mouth could not help but curl up slightly. The light in the room was a bit dim, and he was afraid of cutting her hands. When he turned around, Zhan Zhao's gaze fell back on Mu Li's bloody left hand, and he suddenly felt that something was very wrong.

Mu Li had just closed his eyes for a while, when he suddenly felt a sudden tightening of his left wrist, and he almost didn't cry out in pain. When he gritted his teeth and opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was Zhan Zhao's face. The expression is weird and a little scary.As if realizing that Muli opened her eyes, Zhan Zhao slowly raised her head to meet Muli's gaze, that look made Muli feel like her blood was going cold all over her body, and something flashed in her heart, and she couldn't hold on to it , Subconsciously looked down at my hand, it seems there is nothing wrong, there is blood, it hurts, but I don't know if it is the wrist pain or the palm pain...

As if guessing what she was thinking, Zhan Zhao took a ball of clean gauze as if answering her, and reached out to wipe her blood-stained palm, once, twice, three times, the blood on the palm was quickly wiped away After wiping it clean, there was a deep gash in the center of the palm, blood oozing out along the lines of the palm.Muchen was a little puzzled, is there only such a wound?She was holding a whole handful of broken porcelain...

Soon, Muli knew why there was only one wound on her palm, and also why Zhan Zhao had such an ugly expression on his face.

Because, the only wound on her hand is also healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Perhaps the scene in front of them was too frightening, the two of them seemed to be in tacit understanding, neither spoke nor moved, the surroundings were extremely quiet, and the tree was strangely as if they could hear the sounds of wounds healing and flesh and blood growing, and it was like the sound of lights peeling off. Peck, and then kept zooming out and zooming in, the rumble made eardrums hurt, and it took a long time for Muchen to realize that it was the sound of blood flowing under her temples.

With a crackle, the lamp flame on the table jumped and went out.

As if awakened suddenly, Muchen pulled out his hand suddenly, opened the door and ran out as if fleeing for his life.

Zhan Zhao sat without moving, his gaze slowly fell on the chair Mu Li knocked over before going out.

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When Zhan Zhao returned to Bai Yutang's room again, there was already a little girl in the room, wearing two braids, obediently sitting next to Bai Yutang wearing beads, seeing him coming in, opened a pair of clear eyes, He smiled and asked, "Brother Zeyan, who is this?"

Zeyan...brother?Zhan Zhao looked at Bai Yutang, but saw that Bai Yutang didn't seem to be surprised at all, and replied patiently: "This is what I mentioned to you, Nan Xia Zhan Zhao."

The little girl smiled even more happily, put down the beads in her hand, shook the braid on her head, and greeted Zhan Zhao: "Hello, Uncle Zhan, I've heard about you for a long time."

Brother Zeyan, Uncle Zhan...

Before Zhan Zhao could react, Bai Yutang had already burst out laughing, patted the little girl's head, and said, "Good boy, go, don't you want candies on the way? Tell Uncle Zhan to take you Go and eat." When talking about Uncle Zhan, he added a strong accent, and looked up at Zhan Zhao triumphantly after speaking, to see how he would respond.

But seeing that Zhan Zhao's expression remained unchanged, he lifted his robe and sat down at the table. He also reached out and touched the little girl's head, and said with a slight smile, "If you want to eat anything, just tell your Uncle Zhan. I'm not like me. This ineffective elder nephew is reluctant to buy you a piece of candy." When he said the last few words, he suddenly slid back with his chair, avoiding the fan handle that Bai Yutang threw at the table next to him.

When he looked up, as expected, Bai Yutang's face was black, as if he wanted to eat him in one bite, Zhan Zhao was amused in his heart, but pretended to be puzzled on his face: "Brother Bai, what's wrong? Is my nose broken?"

Bai Yutang gritted his teeth bitterly and said, "Smelly cat, it's already very cheap for me not to argue with you this time, so don't go too far."

The little girl looked left and right, flicked her two big braids, and suddenly said: "Uncle Zhan, I want to eat candy!"

Zhan Zhao smiled slightly, got up and went to pull the little girl, and said, "Come on, uncle will take you to eat delicious food and watch interesting things." After speaking, he looked up at Bai Yutang.

Bai Yutang and Zhan Zhao looked at each other, with complicated expressions on their faces, and said after a moment of silence, "You two go, Fifth Master still has some things to do." Zhan Zhao paused, as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't. When he came out, he just took one look at Bai Yutang, and then led the little girl out.

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When walking down the street, Zhan Zhao remembered to ask the little girl's name, and the little girl smiled and tossed her braids, her voice was clear and loud: "My name is Duan Wu, Duan of Duan Wu, Wu of Duan Wu, my mother said, I was born on the day of Duan Wu, so my name is Duan Wu."

Zhan Zhao is speechless, must those born in the Dragon Boat Festival be called the Dragon Boat Festival?Then why not call it Zongzi?

Duan Wu tugged on Zhan Zhao's sleeve all the way, chattering for a moment, not quiet for a moment, everything he saw was novel, and he wanted to buy everything he saw. Less than halfway down Ma Xing Street, Duan Wu already had a doll mask on his face, Playing with Qiqiao Lianhuan, chewing crispy candy in his mouth, his big eyes are still wandering around, very happy.

Zhan Zhao was holding the wooden pagoda, small kite, and a cloth monkey that squeaked as soon as he pressed it for her. He vaguely felt that one head and two were bigger, and that this little girl would be fine if she just liked shopping. The key point is that she asked east and west, and she was not quiet for a moment: Is it better to be a Nan Xia or a royal cat, is it unpredictable in the officialdom or the sinister world? As for the matter, did you also take the guillotine to do it?

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One question after another, Zhan Zhao didn't know how to answer many questions, and he didn't want to answer them. Zhan Zhao sighed, and the unforgettable scene in the inn just now kept flashing in his mind. Pulled by the power of fame, the hideous wounds seemed to be squirming, squeezed out dirty blood and broken porcelain, and then disappeared into Mu Li's palm... Zhan Zhao subconsciously clenched his fists, he remembered Mu Li's expression just now, that was A look of desperation concealed under the calmness he tried so hard to disguise.

Swallowing the last bite of crispy candy in his mouth, Duan Wu chirped and asked again: "Uncle Zhan, I heard from brother Zeyan that you have a sword called Juque, and it killed many wicked people, right? It's you The one hanging around your waist? Can I have a look?"

Zhan Zhao handed the sugar figurine to Duan Wu, thought for a while and said, "It is rumored that the Juque sword was forged by Ou Yezi, a swordsmith in the Spring and Autumn Period. When the Juque was cast, gold, tin and copper were separated, so this sword is only sharp The sword is the last among the three famous swords, so it is not considered a precious sword."

Duan Wu pouted, shook his head and said, "No, you must have said that on purpose because you didn't want to show it to me. Even if your sword isn't a precious sword, it must be spiritual after drinking so much human blood. I'll just take a look. , Uncle Zhan."

Zhan Zhao laughed: "Who did you listen to? Besides, since you know it drank a lot of human blood, do you still dare to watch it?"

Duan Wu flicked his braids, proudly said: "Why don't you dare, brother Zeyan's sword drank more blood, I have touched it before."

Zhan Zhao frowned, a little displeased in his heart, shook his head and said, "You are a little girl, why do you look at these weapons all day long? Back then, my master once said that the Juque sword is very hostile, and now it is still in my hands. The destiny lies in the dark, raising a sword is like educating a person, if you are not careful, you will be backlashed by it, so my sword is never out of its sheath easily."

Hearing Zhan Zhao's solemn words, Duan Wu was stunned, then carefully looked at his face, stuck out his tongue and stopped talking.

After walking another two streets, Zhan Zhao looked at Duan Wu and asked her, "Are you tired? I'll take you back when I'm tired."

Duan Wu shook his head: "Not tired, not tired, what are you doing when you go back, brother Zeyan is not here anyway."

Zhan Zhao's heart moved, and he asked, "Do you... know what Bai Yutang is going to do?"

The author has something to say: [Behind the Scenes - Tears] - Don't guess what the girl is thinking

(Note: This episode is a behind-the-scenes tidbit and has nothing to do with the main text~)

[Ka Ka Ka ~ Rewind and pull the camera back here: Zhan Zhao was halfway through speaking, when suddenly he saw something bright flashing in Mu Li's eyes...]

Zhan Zhao (touching Mu Li's head): Why are you crying again, huh?

Mu Li (grievance): This scene has been performed several times, but the director still hasn't called it out, it's too much.

Zhan Zhao (sigh): I can't do anything about it.Didn't the director say, don't let your tears fall, with...

Muchen (glaring, tearing): She said she wouldn't fall if she didn't fall, so she asked Newton if he would agree?If you say you have it, you have it, do you have to hold it if you pretend to be a goldfish?

Zhan Zhao (consoling): Then I'll go talk to her.

Mu Li (pouting): It’s useless if you say it, she just wants me to repeat this passage a few more times, so come and do it, isn’t it just throwing a few more wine jars...

Zhan Zhao (chokes a bit): Did the wine jar provoke you again?

Muchen (angry): Is that what I insist on falling?If you and Bai Yutang weren't muttering inside, would I throw the wine jar?

Zhan Zhao (holding the forehead): What did Brother Bai and I say, you will throw the jar when you hear it?

Wood Chenopodium (white eyes): Don't worry about it.

Zhan Zhao (confused): Muchen...do you have something to hide from me?

Muchen (angry): I'm crying and you don't want to comfort me, but you still say I'm hiding it from you, why are you doing this?

Zhan Zhao (headache): Alright, I won't ask any more. (Passes the head of the wood quinoa) Don't cry, your face is stained.

Muchen (hum): It's all your fault, this time you clean up the debris on the ground!

Zhan Zhao: ...

(ps: I’ve been working really hard lately, so poorly no one applauds me~ I’m so happy╭(╯^╰)╮)