Although it makes him feel a little sorry, it doesn’t hurt if he can save his life once, not to mention that he won’t really kill himself.

On the other hand, he also wanted to take this opportunity to force the man who was hiding in the dark to appear. He guessed that this man was probably left by Mr. Mo. Mr. Mo was going to leave Du Yun, but he refused. Mr. Mo showed that he could only leave one person in the dark.
As long as this man is really left by Mr. Mo, he will never watch Mrs. Sang take him away.
Yang Muyu sighed and knew it was a big trouble when he moved his mind to exchange Xuanji Liuxia Dance for Acacia Yan, but I don’t know why he was fascinated by a stroke and always wanted to look at her and laugh …
However, he didn’t expect that things have become so complicated and very difficult now. The only gain is the whereabouts of his father.
"Are you Mr. Mo’s man?" Yang Muyu looked up and asked bluntly. At the same time, he sat down with a shadow than a gesture.
The shadow didn’t sit down and stand as straight as a javelin. A pair of eyes scanned Yang Muyu’s face coldly through the black cloth on his face for a long time before saying, "Yes, you can call me a ghost servant."
"What a strange name!" After getting his positive reply, Yang Muyu was relieved and laughed. "Did Mr. Mo let you stay?"
"yes! Mr. Mo asked me to protect your safety. " Ghost servant answered the cold language without a trace of temperature.
"protection?" Yang Muyu sneer is probably watching him? But smart as he is, he won’t ask such a question.
"You haven’t told me how you showed me?" The ghost servant doesn’t understand that spying on a kid with his training should make him give it to him. What’s more, he actually designed a trap to let him jump out. Although he knew that Mrs. Mulberry wouldn’t really do anything to Yang Muyu, he couldn’t watch her touch him or his master would kill him …
"Your stealth method is very clever, but …" Yang Muyu shook his head and then he didn’t know what to say. The rabbit had already brought him too much surprise. He was absolutely unable to be a ghost servant now. He didn’t have the skill yet.
"But what?" Ghost servant still doesn’t know where he fell out of the flaw.
"You have a faint smell of medicine." Yang Muyu frowned and said, "This is what the rabbit told him. There is a drug in this man’s body. Without this drug, the slave rabbit can’t kill him now.".
Yang Muyu suddenly stopped talking here. Smell? Don’t Mr Mo give him a bath with those things also contain other ingredients? For tracking? Even if he runs away, he will never escape Mr. Mo’s tracking?
At this point, Yang Muyu was suddenly frightened. Although he never wanted to run, why did Mr. Mo do it?
"medicinal taste?" Ghost servant wondered when he smelled of medicine. He hasn’t used any drugs for many years.
Yang Muyu doesn’t want to say anything more about holding the rabbit and turning to the inner wing. Just now, when Mrs. Sang and Huang Lanyu started work, the spiritual force in his body obviously moved. He has to study what is going on.
But the ghost servant didn’t seem to be ready, so he let go and followed him in?
No matter who is next to someone who is staring at you unblinkingly, I’m afraid everyone will feel uncomfortable. Yang Muyu sat in a chair and stared at the ghost servant, but he gave up in a short time. He really couldn’t stare at him.
"Can’t you just disappear?" Yang Muyu finally asked without curiosity.
"If you want me to disappear, why bother to make me appear?" Ghost servant asked coldly.
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Chapter 15 What medicine is sold in the gourd?
Yang Muyu shook his head and sneered: "I don’t like someone standing in front of me staring at me like this, and I don’t like someone staring at me behind my back."
Ghost servant doesn’t talk, just stands straight like a javelin. Yang Muyu was full of unhappiness and spent a lot of time with him. One was sitting and the other was standing, so you looked at me and I looked at you, and no one seemed to like it.
In the end, Yang Muyu really couldn’t be stared at by him, and he was not in the mood to study the vision of spiritual power in his own body just now. He picked up a book piled on the desk and turned it aimlessly.
I don’t know how long it’s been. Yang Muyu’s stomach has been growling with hunger. To tell the truth, the ghost servant is really not a good servant. At least he doesn’t know how to wait on his master, and the sleek Huang Lanyu is scared away by him.
"Well … ghost servant!" Yang Muyu put down his book and cried.
Ghost servant didn’t speak and still stood straight and looked at him. Yang Muyu asked angrily, "Are you deaf?"
"I am listening!" Ghost servant cold way.
Yang Muyu cursed in his heart, thinking about why it’s necessary to have a grudge with this weirdo. When he thought of this, he couldn’t help laughing: "Are you hungry?"
"Not hungry!" Ghost servant is still a simple and hard word, which directly pushes back all Yang Muyu wants to say.
"But I’m hungry!" Yang Muyu said crossly, "Can you get me something to eat?"
"What do you want to eat?" As the ghost servant spoke, his eyes glanced at the various sweets and snacks on the table.
"I want to eat rock candy bird’s nest!" Yang Muyu looked at the medicine slave rabbit next to her and smiled at her gestures.
"no!" Ghost servant is still cold and hard. "If you want to eat, go out and buy it yourself." But at this time, the ghost servant’s figure was moving, and it was weird to float to the outside door. Du Yun’s voice came from the door. "What are you doing?"
When Yang Muyu stays in Du Yun, does it mean that Mr. Mo is here?
"Where’s the master?" The ghost servant’s cold voice came from outside.
"The master asked me to come and pick up the feather childe on the boat. Why are you here?" Du Yun don’t understand when the master left, but repeatedly take care not to let the ghost servant be Yang Muyu now so as not to cause misunderstanding again. How can the ghost servant appear openly in broad daylight?
"Feather childe is inside!" Ghost servant cold way but don’t want to do more explanation.
Du Yun is too lazy to say anything to the ghost servant. This guy covers his face all the year round and is full of mystery. Few people in the whole ink house know of his existence. Du Yun is Mr. Mo’s confidant and knows of the existence of such a person, but he is too lazy to make friends with him. Immediately walked quickly into the room and saw Yang Muyu leaning back in his chair, wait for a while lost in thought.
Du Yun walked over to him with a smile on his face and bowed down and said, "My feather son, please tidy up. Mr. Mo is waiting for you on the boat."
"Oh … I see!" Yang Muyu frowned. Did Mr. Mo really want to take him out to sea? Who the hell is this Mr. Mo? While speaking, he has stood up. He has nothing to clean up. Everything is stored in the starfish soul. This storage mechanism is really an indispensable treasure for home travel, but it is too rare.
Now he has understood that this starfish soul is all right except that it can’t store food. Once put in the starfish soul, all the food will become hard and turn into dust in less than half an hour. At the beginning, he always complained that there was nothing in the strange starfish soul but no food.
Now I finally understand, so Du Yun is busy packing all the snacks in the room for him and calling the bartender to check out and take Yang Muyu out.
When he arrived at the door of Hongtong Inn, Yang Muyu saw that the luxurious carriage that Mr. Mo had been riding was now parked at the door.
"Feather childe get on the bus!" Du Yun took out a small wooden stool from the carriage to help him get on the bus.
"Is this Mr. Mo’s carriage?" Yang Muyu asked with a slight frown.
"Yes, Mr. Mo specially asked me to come and pick you up!" Du Yun’s flattering smile hung on her face, and she carefully helped Yang Muyu to sit in the carriage.
It’s the first time for Yang Muyu to ride in a carriage when he’s so big, and when the ghost servant appeared in Du Yun, he also disappeared. He knew that the ghost servant must still be with him, but this man’s invisibility is very strong, so he can’t see him and he can’t feel it naturally.
In my heart, I can’t help thinking about how many spiritual practitioners this ghost servant is. Mrs. Sang is obviously a six-product, and the spiritual force on her crutch is orange. When she sees a ghost servant, Mrs. Sang seems to see a ghost running faster than a rabbit, which shows that the repair grade of the ghost servant must be a little higher than that of Mrs. Sang.
Such a master is just a follower around Mr. Mo? What is Mr. Mo’s own shocking accomplishment?
In the corner of Hongtong Inn, Huang Lanyu slowly walked out after watching Yang Muyu leave in a carriage. Standing on the busy street, he didn’t know what to do.
The master who wants to catch up with Yang Muyu and fears him, but who will solve it when he leaves his soul? Hesitated for a long time, finally gnashed his teeth and snorted, and turned away in the opposite direction. He didn’t believe it. No one in the mountain and sea world could lift his soul lock? Go back and beg the old man and those friends of the old man. Can’t these martial arts masters do anything for a kid?
After figuring it out, Huang Lanyu resents Yang Muyu even more.
It is said that Yang Muyu is now comfortably leaning on the velvet chair cushion with his eyes closed, and slowly thinking that Mr. Mo’s carriage is very luxurious. A pure white velvet blanket is laid on the small table with huanghuali wood next to the ferret cushion in the car, and some small refreshments are placed on the table.
I don’t know how Du Yun did it. The carriage was unexpectedly running without bumps, and the tea on the table didn’t overflow at all.
Yang Muyu poured a cup of tea. He was really hungry. He put a tea-flavored quail egg in his mouth with ebony chopsticks inlaid with silver and chewed it slowly.
Tea is boiling and quail eggs are hot. Obviously, everything here is specially prepared to come and pick him up.