Mo Wuxie was soaking in the large wooden barrel. The medicine was decomposing the black dirt, the blue liquid was slowly turning white, and the dirt on his body was gradually reducing.
He is imagining the scene of dominating the world one day in the future, and he is a little ecstatic!
"Master Mo, Master Mo, I thought you really disappeared. You don't care about my life or death, so get out of here!"
Outside, an oily voice came in with a bit of urgency.
Mo Wuxie sat up straight instinctively, and in a flash of his mind, he knew who was coming!
"Damn fat man, what's your name? I'm taking a shower!" As soon as he finished speaking, the door was kicked open.
I saw one foot exposed at the door, and a fat man in gorgeous clothes walked in.
Ah yo!
He tripped and fell, and the fat man fell flat on his back in the room. The fat man had a strong impact even through his clothes, making him tremble everywhere.
In this piece of meat, a big head can be seen, but a pair of eyes are extremely small. He is Mo Wuxie's best friend, the eldest son of the Zhuo family, and the only son of the Minister of Finance.
"Oh my god, it hurts me so much!"
The fat man crawled for a long time before he stood up and touched his round belly. It was difficult to tell whether he still had a waist.
"I said Mr. Mo, didn't you say you would lower the threshold last time? You fell to my death and you have to compensate me for mental damages. Plus, since you disappeared, I'm worried about your mental expenses. I don't want more.
Just fifty taels of silver!" The fat man seemed to be thinking about money.
The fat man looked at Mo Wuxie in the big wooden barrel with a half-smile, walked straight over, lay down on the edge of the barrel, stretched out a hand and said, "Bring the money!"
Mo Wuxie felt very funny. Not only did this guy look like a pig, he also smelled like a pig. He could reach out and get fifty taels. This was too much for a lion. Fifty taels was his monthly pocket money.
. But asking him to pay, how is that possible? He took a look, stretched out a hand and said: "I said, Fatty, you watched the whole process of my bathing. You have to pay for it, a total of one hundred taels.
Get the money!"
The fat man suddenly jumped up, and his fat body trembled continuously: "Are you too dark? I only want fifty taels, but you want a hundred taels? Why don't you go and take a bath in public? Then you wouldn't have been rich by now.
Already?"
Mo Wuxie shook his head and said: "Hurry up, give me fifty taels, and this matter will be settled, otherwise, hehe..."
The fat man suddenly shrank his neck, took a step back, and suddenly said as if he were dead: "It's not about money, it's about life! Look how much my fat is worth, cut it off!"
Mo Wuxie was speechless. This guy was not only greedy for money, but also an extremely scoundrel. He was the son of the Minister of Finance. If anyone cut off a piece of his flesh, he would collapse that day.
Mo Wuxie shook his head and said, "I'll let you off this time, young master. Tell me, why are you here with me?"
The fat man suddenly put on an obscene expression on his face, and lay down next to the barrel again, saying: "Hey, you are so forgetful, but this body seems to be much stronger than before, and the capital should be enough. We agreed last time
Yes, you are going to Zuihualou. Could it be that your capital has grown into your brain and blocked it, so you have forgotten the good things?"
Mo Wuxie thought for a moment and then remembered. He also wanted to see what the world was like, so he agreed immediately.
At this time, the water in the barrel was clear, and all the dirt on his body was decomposed.
"You go out first, and I will come out after changing my clothes!"
"Hey, you are still more reserved now. I can't think of a person who would do something to someone's little girl in front of so many masters. Isn't it you? Hurry up, I'm really in a hurry!"
They are good buddies. At this time, Fatty couldn't help but notice that Mo Wuxie was a little different. But his expression was as lewd as he spoke, but there seemed to be a little anxiety between his brows, which he hid very well.
.Having said that, the fat man still left the room!
Mo Wuxie frowned, wondering if something had happened to the fat man who was so eager. It was a loan before, but what was it this time? He also thought about his life experience. He was the only one who bullied others, and no one would dare.
bully him.
It seemed like I was worrying too much! He shook his head and changed his clothes.
The Duke's Mansion also calmed down, and everyone looked at Mo Wuxie as if they hadn't seen it. Perhaps, in their perception, this young master is such a cynical person, the type who does evil things, and often plays missing games.
usually!
When they walked out of the Duke's Palace, they discovered a luxurious carriage parked at the door. The carriage had four wheels and four tall white horses. The carriage was about four meters long and two meters wide. It was covered with silks and luxurious materials.
On the carriage, a man dressed as a servant was adjusting the reins.
Mo Wuxie's memory shows that this is not his family's carriage, and Young Master Zhuo does not own such a carriage, so whose carriage does it belong to?
While he was thinking about it, Young Master Zhuo suddenly laughed and said: "Get in the car quickly, we are about to set off!"
The horse's hooves go far away.
The interior of the car is entirely made of yellow satin, and even the seat cushions are soft and comfortable. With such a large space, it is not a problem for three or four people to lie in it, and it is not bumpy at all.
Where did this damn fat man get rich? Such a luxurious carriage requires at least a thousand taels of silver to buy, right? He only has a hundred taels of pocket money every month, even if he saves money, he can save it for a year, right? Saving money is not easy
It's not his character. Not only is this guy greedy for money, but he's also good at gambling. Did he win it?
He was thinking this in his heart, but he asked: "Say, Fatty, where did you get this carriage? How about giving it to me as a young master? I will protect you from now on!"
Young Master Zhuo touched his mouth and said: "What's the matter? Fatty, can't I have a carriage that I'm happy with? I'll give it to you? You can continue to dream! You can also go and play Missing again,
Think of it as kidnapped by me!"
Are you sorry? Mo Wuxie just felt helpless. Not only could this fat man lie, but he was also the kind of person who could tell when he lied. He was too familiar with him, and he could tell the truth with just a touch of his mouth.
A perfect lie. Since he didn't tell it, no one would let him tell the truth, and he didn't ask any more questions.
The carriage suddenly stopped, and the fat man jumped out as soon as he lifted the curtain, almost falling.
Mo Wuxie was shocked by the sight in front of him.
Is this the Chang'an City of the Tang Dynasty?
This was his first thought. If he hadn't already known that this was Wuhun Continent, he would have really thought so.
This is a street. People are coming and going on the street. Vendor stalls are everywhere, selling their products. There are so many storefronts on the street that you can’t even see them at a glance. Each storefront has its own unique brand hanging on it.
Shop sign.
In front of him was a super large pavilion with countless colorful lanterns hanging on it. There were many women on top of it cooing and greeting each other. The pavilion was surrounded by a wall, and drunken flowers were hung on the main door.
Lou Dabian. At this time, some men were coming in and out, but women's laughter could be heard inside.
It turns out that Zuihua Tower is just a romantic place.
"I say, young master, this is not your first time here. Do you need to look at me like this? There are many women, so hurry in!"
Major Zhuo put his arm on Mo Wuxie's shoulders and was led into Zuihua Tower by him.
There is still a distance of tens of meters from the gate to the pavilion, and four colorful ribbons are tied in the sky between them. In the middle of the ribbons is a big hydrangea.
The rouge and gouache inside is hugging the guests.
It turns out that this world is so open, and it's worth it! This thought flashed through Mo Wuxie's mind, and he pushed away Master Zhuo's paws and walked towards the pavilion in a carefree manner.
"Hey, isn't this our Master Mo, and Master Zhuo? Please come in quickly!" The madam called over from afar, these two are the gods of wealth.
Young Master Zhuo waved his hand and said, "Mom, you are busy with your business, but I still have something to do!"
Master Zhuo was very familiar with the situation and walked straight into the attic and went up the stairs. The hall was filled with wine tables, and on each table there were men holding women, eating, drinking and having fun.
At this time, Mo Wuxie, who was very observant, was even more sure that Young Master Zhuo was definitely prepared this time. He followed him to the second floor and walked into a box.
"Zhao Gang, Zhao Ming, Situ Zhe, this young master is here!" Young Master Zhuo opened the door and shouted loudly from behind the screen, but he was thinking in his heart, see if my brother doesn't deal with you, huh! If you dare to mess with me, you will let me go.