The Male Protagonist and the Villain Are Both My Cubs

Heguan Road.

A man with a mirror-like magic weapon and his companions fled quickly.

"Qi Lue, will that person find us?"

"I don't know, I thought he was just a little half-demon, but I didn't expect that there were so many forces behind him..."

The two walked while talking, when suddenly, they saw the purple clothed man in front of them.

"You...are you..."

"Why, still want to leave?"

"We are not from Qinghe County... Let us go!"

"Not from Qinghe County, but infiltrating Qinghe County to make trouble, how can you let you go as soon as you say it?"

"You...we belong to Hui Zhengji, do you know if we tell Ling Zixi's secret..."

"Oh?" Chongzi's eyes twinkled with purple stars, "Then never speak again."

…

The storytelling continues.

"This Tingyulou was originally just for business, but later, there was another matter..."

"What? Say it!"

"Get intelligence."

"I heard that in this whole Qinghe County, there is nothing that Tingyulou does not know."

“…”

The more Ling Zixi listened, the more she felt that she should go to Tingyulou and meet this mysterious landlord.

"Zixi, Zixi, what are you thinking?" Shao Zijin reminded Ling Zixi after watching Ling Zixi wandering for a long time.

"Nothing..." Ling Zixi suddenly looked at Mr. Storyteller, "Where is Tingyulou?"

"Twenty miles south of the city, we will meet by chance."

Ling Zixi heard this and started running out.

"Zixi...?"

"Zi Jin, go back first! I have something to do!"

"Hey...?"

Ling Zixi rented a carriage and went south of the city.

…

Tingyu Building, outside the bamboo building.

Chongzi held an oil-paper umbrella and stood outside the small building.

This is what Ling Zixi saw when she got off the carriage.

Ling Zixi lifted the curtain of the carriage and got off slowly. The driver supported Ling Zixi's arm: "Master, be careful."

Ling Zixi nodded, because she was pregnant with Xiao Si, and her feet carefully stepped on the ground before she got away from the driver's support.

Ling Zixi looked at the scene in front of him, a purple-clothed boy holding an umbrella and looking at him in the rain.

This is the heavy purple.

Ling Zixi opened her mouth, but did not know what to say.

"You're here."

Chongzi smiled and said to Ling Zixi.

"You know me...?" Ling Zixi was stunned.

"Your medicinal herbs are popular in Qinghe County, how could I not know?" Chongzi nodded.

Ling Zixi was surprised, saying that it was prevalent, but it was only prevalent in a small area of ​​that street, for example, many people in Wuxu Sect did not know it.

Ke Chongzi actually knew.

"You know this..."

"In the whole of Qinghe County, there is nothing I don't know about." Chongzi's voice was low, with some fascinating magnetism.

"Then you know what I'm here for?" Ling Zixi asked.

Chongzi turned sideways and said to Ling Zixi, "Come in with me."

As soon as Ling Zixi entered the rain curtain, a subordinate from Tingyulou came over and covered Ling Zixi with an oil-paper umbrella.

Lanting watched Chongzi bring Ling Zixi into the bamboo building, and thought to herself, the landlord really put a lot of effort into letting Ling Gongzi come to listen to the rain building...

First, they arranged for someone to spread the news of Tingyulou all over the streets and alleys of Qinghe County, and then made great efforts to receive Xuelingzhi...

In addition, the master landlord seems to have improved his skills, as evidenced by the pale purple butterfly at the corner of his eye.

The master's practice is very powerful, the master is often unable to control the power of the practice, and the purple butterfly in the corner of the eye is the manifestation of the overflow of skills.

And now, the purple butterfly has become lighter...

Indicates that the landlord is controlling his power little by little.

Lanting breathed a sigh of relief.

Step on the bamboo building, making a heavy sound, which is very suitable for the rain outside the bamboo building.

On the table in the middle of the room, there is a purple clay pot, the tea is warm in the pot, and white smoke is wafting out.

Chongzi stepped on the last staircase, took two steps to the right, and made a gesture of invitation, signaling Ling Zixi to sit on the left side of the table.

Ling Zixi sat up, and Chong Zi also sat opposite Ling Zixi.

The two sat quietly, Chongzi just looked at Ling Zixi.

Ling Zixi looked at it again, and it seemed that there was none.

Is it wrong?

But...now I'm more than five months pregnant, even though the ancients have large clothes, and the lower abdomen is somewhat visible.

Zhongzi saw Ling Zixi looking up at herself, smiled lightly, picked up the purple clay pot, and poured Ling Zixi a cup of tea.

The aroma of tea spreads in the house, Ling Zixi has no time to taste it, pinches the teacup, and says, "Lord, this time I'm here..."

"No hurry." Chongzi said with a magnetic voice, "You try this tea first, how does it taste?"

Ling Zixi looked at the teacup in her hand, and saw that the tea was extremely clear, revealing a strong spiritual energy.

"This tea is made by collecting the first drop of dew in the morning after the rain every day, and making it with the best spirit tips." Chongzi picked up the teacup and said softly.

Ling Zixi also picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea.

At the entrance of the tea, the light fragrance is long and long, and the aftertaste is endless.

"You come and want to talk business with me." After drinking the tea, Chongzi got straight to the point.

"Yes, I have a batch of pills..."

"Oh? How much?" Chong Zi was also very interested.

Ling Zixi looked at Chongzi solemnly, "There are currently three hundred... In the future, as long as I have time, I will continue to make medicinal pills... So, I hope to be able to work with Tingyulou. Cooperation."

Chongzi's hand with the silver chain ring rubbed the teacup, and Chongzi was actually shocked by Ling Zixi's answer.

Although they collected information from Tingyulou, they did not have every detail.

What's more, Ling Zixi has a spiritual energy space, which no one knows.

You must know that even a master of medicine pills will have the probability of failure.

Chongzi put down the teacup and looked at Ling Zixi, a pair of thin lips showing a slight smile.

Zi Xi... It's really surprising and surprising again and again.

Although Zixi seems to have ordinary qualifications... But Chongzi knows that Zixi actually contains huge energy.

And...has an interesting soul.

"Okay, then provide me with your medicine pill." Chongzi said, "As much as you want, Tingyulou can ask for it."

"However, you can't interfere with how I sell these medicinal pills." Chongzi said, "In addition to selling it yourself, you can't provide it to other organizations."

"Okay..."

"We divide into three and seven." Chongzi said.

"Can you four..." Before Ling Zixi could say the word "six", she was interrupted by Chong Zi.

"You seven and I three."

This…

Ling Zixi never imagined that Chongzi was talking about her own 70%. Although the medicinal herbs were produced by himself, Tingyulou only took 30%, which was really kind.

"Any other questions?" Chongzi asked with a smile.

Ling Zixi shook her head.

Chongzi clapped her hands, Lanting stepped forward, holding a roll of paper tied by a red rope.

"In that case, let's sign a contract."

"Contract...contract?" Ling Zixi didn't expect that it was necessary to sign a contract when doing business in ancient times. Is this the same as a contract on earth?

"Hmm." Chongzi brought Ling Zixi to the table to the side and laid out the contract, "Look, what do you think is bad?"

Ling Zixi's eyes did not immediately focus on the contract, but on a calligraphy and painting on the table.

"Huh?" Chong Zi reminded Ling Zixi gently.

Ling Zixi then came back to her senses. Looking at the content of the contract, the main thing is what I just said. In addition to selling it myself, Ling Zixi can only provide Tingyulou with supplies. Yulou has independent sales rights and the issue of sharing.

"Have a question?"

"No." Ling Zixi shook her head.

From this paper contract, it can be seen that Chongzi is a decisive and meticulous person.

Ling Zixi appreciates such a character.

"No...then sign it." Chongzi whispered in Ling Zixi's ear.

"Okay..."

Chongzi took the brush and handed it to Ling Zixi. Ling Zixi held the pen and wrote two points of water with the word "Ling", and suddenly got stuck.

I...can't write with a brush.

So embarrassing.

But Chongzi was looking at herself, Ling Zixi could only bite the bullet and write her name.

The words were written crookedly, like a dog crawling, Ling Zixi felt that she was blind.

When she wrote the word "Xi", Ling Zixi just closed her eyes and wrote the ugly three-point water, Zhongzi chuckled lightly, and held Ling Zixi's hand: "Word, It should be written like this..."

Ling Zixi felt the coldness of her fingertips, and finished writing Xi with herself.

Although the three o’clock water is ugly, the whole character is very elegant under the influence of heavy purple.

Ling Zixi suddenly withdrew her hand, but looking at Chongzi's indifferent expression, she seemed to have overreacted...

It's all men, teaching themselves to write, it seems that there is nothing...

"Lord, I have one more thing..." Ling Zixi thought of Xue Lingzhi and hurriedly said.

"Speak and listen."

"I heard that the landlord has Blood Lingzhi, and Zixi wants to buy it..." Ling Zixi paused, "I wonder if the landlord can endure the pain?"

Chongzi smiled slightly: "Yes, but I have conditions."

"What conditions?"

"Every time you come to listen to Yulou for supply, I will teach you how to write until the day you learn it." Chongzi said, "I will give you the blood ganoderma lucidum. "

"Can't you buy...?"

"Can't."

"Why teach me to read?"

"Probably because I want to find someone to kill time." Chongzi looked at the rain curtain outside the bamboo building and said slowly.

"...Okay." Ling Zixi agreed, Chongzi's calligraphy writing dragons and snakes, speaking of which, he actually earned it, "It's better to be respectful than to obey."

I really need to learn to write, so I don't have to be laughed at by Xiaoli.

In the future, there will be many more places to use writing, so it is imperative to learn calligraphy.

It is a blessing to have a calligraphy that everyone is willing to teach themselves.

"Right, and...I want to ask Ting Yulou to help me pay attention to some information..." Ling Zixi said, thinking of the children's poison.

Chongzi stretched out her slender index finger: "Only talk about business once a day, this is the rule of Tingyulou."

"But..." Ling Zixi said urgently. This thing is really important.

"But." Chongzi looked at Ling Zixi's expression, "I can make an exception."

"Why...why?" Ling Zixi said blankly.

"I like it." Chongzi said lightly.

Ling Zixi looked at Chongzi's expression and understood that in Tingyulou, Chongzi was a one-of-a-kind existence.

Listen to the rules of Yulou, Chongzi has the final say.

"Speak."

“I want Tingyulou to help me find out the whereabouts of Phoenix Feather, Unicorn Armor, and Xuesirui…”

"Okay..."

…

After Ling Zixi left. At night, a man in white appeared in the bamboo building.

Chongzi sat beside the easel and kept writing, what she was painting was Ling Zixi today.

"Zixi, he is mine." Bai Moheng said behind Chongzi.

"Oh?" Chongzi stood up, turned around, a pair of thin lips twitched slightly, "I'm just teaching him how to read, so you're going to eat it?"

"Don't get so close to Zixi..."

"I want to teach him how to write, how can I not be close?"

"..." Bai Moheng looked at Chongzi, "I want you to investigate, how is it?"

"You want me to check, but it's the way of heaven." Chongzi raised his head, his voice was slightly cool like Bai Moheng, "The way of heaven, how easy it is to spy on."

"It's been three months..."

"Three months, even three years." Chongzi whispered, "There may not be any progress."

"But..."

The two looked solemn and recalled the days when Bai Moheng returned to Bai's house three months ago.

On that day, Bai Moheng and Jiang Ying stood on the roof with a contemplative expression.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Ying asked.

Bai Moheng doesn't usually show such an expression unless there is a very important matter.

"I think there is something..." Bai Moheng looked at the silver moon in the sky, "It doesn't seem right."

"No?" Jiang Ying wondered.

Bai Moheng looked down at his hand: "I seem... I shouldn't ignore the children, let alone treat Zixi like this."

"Something I should have thought of."

Jiang Ying immediately understood what Bai Moheng meant.

With Bai Moheng's rigorous character, he shouldn't have misunderstood Zixi for so long, and he shouldn't have imagined how Zixi and the children will be treated because of his indifference, nor should he, children Poisoned for so many years without knowing it!

It's not to excuse Bai Moheng...but something is really wrong.

Bai Moheng looked at the night sky and spit out two words: "The way of heaven."