"Pack it up." The scholar in white ordered, and threw the sword to the man in black nearby.
A group of men in black immediately began to clean up quietly, handling the corpses and blood stains in the yard with great skill, and quickly added fire to a boiling iron pot.
Another man in black handed the scholar in white a wet handkerchief and a mercury hand mirror.
He wiped his hands carefully, tilted his delicate chin slightly in front of the mirror, touched the mole on the scarlet thin lip with his fingertips, and asked lightly: "Does this face look good?"
The man in black was stunned and said respectfully: "This human skin mask is extremely delicate and beautiful."
The scholar in white smiled, threw the mirror to him, then turned and walked towards the door.
Ming Lanruo looked at this deep and gloomy alley in Wuyi. Although it was only evening, for some reason, the sunlight seemed not to shine here, making it cold and unpopular.
The hustle and bustle of the streets is like two worlds, Yin and Yang.
Jinghe sniffed sharply, smelled the smell in the air, and frowned: "It seems to have a strange smell, a bit pungent."
Ming Lanruo paused at the door of the only building in the alley.
She raised her beautiful eyes to look at the sign hanging on the mottled door - Wuyi Workshop, and said nonchalantly: "This is the smell of saltpeter making, probably the craftsmen are making fireworks."
Jinghe stepped forward and knocked on the door: "Excuse me, is there anyone?"
There was no sound from inside the door.
Jing He looked at Ming Lanruo, confused: "No one?"
Ming Lanruo smiled: "Since someone is making saltpeter, there shouldn't be no one. This thing cannot be left alone. It will catch fire if you are not careful."
Jinghe nodded and knocked on the door again.
This time, the door opened.
Ming Lanruo first saw a corner of a snow-white robe, then a pale and slender hand, and a cold and gentle face appeared behind the mottled door.
"Who are you looking for?"
Ming Lanruo looked at the other person and saw that he was a slim scholar wearing a plain white long cotton-padded jacket and a square scarf on his head.
His beautiful and slender eyes seemed to be covered with mist, his skin was extremely fine and white, he had a high nose and thin lips, and a red mole on the corner of his scarlet lips, giving him a strange and charming look.
This is supposed to be a figure that reminds people at a glance of the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River, the oil-paper umbrella, the wet bluestone... a character in an ink painting.
But Ming Lanruo thought of those fox scholars who transformed into human forms and lived in gorgeous and dilapidated courtyards in "Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio".
There is such a person in Wu Yi Workshop... interesting.
Ming Lanruo was like the little lady in the book who mistakenly entered the secret realm. She stepped forward with a smile and blessed her: "Brother, we are here to see Mr. Unknown."
The scholar in white raised his eyebrows slightly: "What are you looking for Mr. Nameless for?"
"I heard that the iron bird made by Mr. Nameless can fly, so I came here specifically to open my eyes." Ming Lanruo said with a smile.
The scholar in white looked her up and down and said lightly: "Master Wuming is not here, you can come again next time."
Saying that, he closed the door.
But Jinghe suddenly made a "bang" sound and reached out to hold the door, preventing him from closing it.
"What are you doing!" The scholar in white looked over coldly with his slender eyes, looking unhappy.
Ming Lanruo smiled: "At the spring garden party, the visitors are guests, and the Wu Yi Workshop is also open for business, so why would you close the door to thank guests, unless... you are not from the Wu Yi Workshop!"
As she said that, she glanced at Jinghe.
Jing He immediately kicked the door roughly and fiercely - "Bang!"
There was a loud noise and the door was kicked open immediately.
The scholar staggered a few steps due to the impact, and held on to a pillar on one side as if he was unsteady. His face was pale and extremely annoyed: "What do you want to do?"
Jing He held the two daggers at his waist with both hands, stood in front of Ming Lanruo with a sullen face, and walked in first.
There was no one in the huge courtyard, except for a large copper pot boiling with saltwater, which was where the slightly pungent smell of saltwater filled the air came from.
"The workshops all have saltpeter. It's a good idea to cover up the smell of blood with the strong smell of saltpetre." Ming Lanruo smiled.
The scholar in white had a dim light in his eyes, and then he pressed his chest with a puzzled look on his face: "What are you talking about?"
Ming Lanruo sat down at the table in the courtyard and glanced at Jing He: "Don't worry about me, go to the inner courtyard and have a look."
Jinghe immediately ducked into the inner courtyard.
After a moment, she came out with a frown and muttered with a bad look on her face: "There are freshly killed pigs in the inner courtyard, and their offal and meat are hanging everywhere, as if they are making dried meat."
Ming Lanruo was startled and looked at the scholar in white thoughtfully: "Is there no one in the workshop?"
"There's no one around, but the tea on the stove is still warm." Jing He shook his head, confused.
"When I came, the door of the workshop was ajar, and there was no one there. I was also looking for the unknown master!" The scholar in white seemed to be frightened, and he walked up to Ming Lanruo and sat down in front of him.
Ming Lanruo's bright eyes looked at him coldly: "You are indeed not from Wuyi Workshop, who are you!"
"You little lady, why are you so rude? When did I say that I am from the Wuyi Workshop? I came to apprentice with the unknown master." The scholar in white snorted displeasedly.
Ming Lanruo narrowed her big eyes and looked at him suspiciously: "Apprenticeship?"
"Why, are you allowed to know that Master Wuming has a pair of skillful hands and a skill in craftsmanship?" the scholar in white asked calmly.
Ming Lanruo looked at him and was about to say something, when suddenly the door was kicked open again with a "Bang!" sound.
A tall figure staggered in, holding a knife and a person on his shoulder.
He closed the door, panted heavily, and looked at the three people in the yard coldly. Finally, his eyes were fixed on Ming Lanruo, and his pupils shrank: "Ming Lanruo, why are you here!"
Ming Lanruo was stunned and couldn't help laughing out loud: Yes, what a coincidence, you are here too!"
Tsk, it’s better to choose a day than to hit it. It turns out that today is the day when King Shangguan Hongye of Qin found Wu Yixiang and Wuming Master, and she even bumped into the scene!
"What are you doing here? You colluded with Shangguan Zhou to come here to kill me?!" King Qin Shangguan Hongye held the knife and stared at Ming Lanruo with murderous intent flashing in his eyes.
His people traced the whereabouts of the legendary machine master Xue Wuming.
He originally planned to bring someone to look for the master, but unexpectedly, he met the prince's killer at the meeting point without even saying a few words to the master!
Ming Lanruo appeared in Wuyi Workshop, how could such a coincidence happen in this world!
This woman has no good intentions since she contacted him!
Ming Lanruo spread his hands and said with some regret: "Although I am happy to see you unlucky, but you and I are still cooperating, and my father is still in the Northeast, so I can't participate in killing you for the time being."
What does it mean that you can't participate in killing him now? Does she want to participate in the future?!
Shangguan Hongye's handsome face was cold and he stared at Ming Lanruo coldly.
He covered the injury on his waist, staggered down the person on his shoulders, and whispered to Ming Lanruo: "In that case, come here quickly and show me the injury!"
Ming Lanruo's eyes scanned the bloodstains on King Qin's body, and she could see that he barely escaped. Everyone around him was probably killed by the prince's men.
So, the person he risked his life to carry back is probably the unknown master!
Her bright eyes flashed slightly, she stood up and walked towards Shangguan Hongye: "What, you want me to treat your injury?"
But after taking a step, someone suddenly grabbed his arm and said, "You are not allowed to pass."
The thin and frail scholar in white pulled Ming Lanruo with a cold and handsome face. The pressure on him for a moment made everyone present choked.
