The smile on Ma Kuming's face froze, he turned his head blankly and looked at Wen Yu beside him.

"Young Master Wen, I wonder who this person is?"

Even so, he still wants to maintain his cultivation and try to perform better.

"I'm a friend."

Wen Yu's eyes twitched, and he had also watched from a distance before, so he knew what had happened.

But what I don't understand is why this guy is here.

"Brother Wen, let's go. The Ma family is not worthy of its name and there is nothing interesting at all."

Wang Yu pulled Wen Yu and was about to leave. Ma Kuming couldn't help it and hurriedly said, "Brother, my Ma family has always been enthusiastic to customers, and there is no reason to be boring."

He took a few steps forward and wanted to get closer.

Wang Yu retreated repeatedly, "Don't come over, don't come over. You have too much evil spirit on your body, and I can't stand it."

Ma Kuming stood there in a daze, with a heavy evil spirit on his body?

This is the first time in so many years that someone has said that.

"Brother, why did you say this?" he asked helplessly.

Wang Yu pointed to the void behind Ma Kuming, "I don't know how many people I have carried behind you, so how dare I let you get close. If I get involved, wouldn't I be implicated?"

As he said that, he pulled Wen Yu away in a hurry and said as he walked, "If I had known that the Ma family was such a place, I wouldn't have come here no matter what."

It was strange that just as Wang Yu finished speaking, a gust of cold wind suddenly broke out on the ground, which made Ma Kuming's neck cool.

He looked around and felt a little embarrassed.

God knows how many women he tortured to death over the years, and Wang Yu's serious appearance put a lot of pressure on him.

Especially since the other party is a bald man, I am afraid that it is not the monk that the eldest son of the Wen family met from which famous temple?

Thinking of this, he believed Wang Yu's words more and more, but at this time the others had already walked away and it was too late to chase after him.

Ma Kuming hurriedly ran home. When Ma Yong, who was waiting for the distinguished guest to come, saw him and immediately scolded: "Why are you doing so in a panic? When the guest saw him, he even said that my Ma family has no tutor! By the way, where is Mr. Wen?"

Ma Kuming stammered and said what had just happened, and Ma Yong's face suddenly sank.

Nothing happened to him today, because he was able to achieve what he had today. It was largely due to the guidance of a monk back then.

Therefore, Ma Yong respects monks very much. At this time, the man who seemed to be a monk said that Ma Kuming had countless people in his arms, so he would definitely not be aimless.

He knew very well what kind of virtue his son had.

When he thought that the other party was a friend of the eldest son of the Wen family, he was even more upset.

"Well, I'll give this old face and I have to ask you for peace!"

Ma Yong was old and had nothing to say to his son.

With these words in mind, Ma Kuming felt relieved, but he always felt that someone was staring at him behind him, and he felt extremely panicked.

...

There is no curfew in Tianxing City, so even though it was already dark, there were still people coming and going on the streets, which was very lively.

The rich ladies and daughters who don’t go out very much during the day can be seen everywhere at this time.

However, most of them are following the guards, and ordinary people can only see and cannot get close to them.

Wang Yu and Wen Yu were heading towards the city lord's mansion.

"Did you deliberately scare Ma Kuming before? Or did you really see something?"

Wen Yu asked curiously: "I have heard before that some people are born to see through yin and yang and see things that others cannot see. Are you such people too?"

Wang Yu looked at the scenery completely different from the street and during the day and said perfunctorily: "This is natural. I slept on the grave at the age of six and spent the night in the mass grave at the age of nine. The uncles and uncles were very hospitable and kept introducing my daughter to me. Unfortunately, I am a humane heart and not very interested in women."

Wen Yu was stunned when she heard this, and stood there and looked at him in surprise.

"Brother Wang... is really a master."

"What's this? I'll go to negotiate if the Yin soldiers crossed the border two years ago, otherwise I won't know how many people will die in our village."

The more Wang Yu said, the less certain he was, but the more he did, the more he believed Wen Yu, and he asked, "The Yin soldiers crossed the border? What is that?"

"This means a person who died on the battlefield. His body did not return to his hometown and his resentment did not dissipate, so he walked home based on his instinct."

Wang Yu touched his chin and said, "People and human beings tell the truth, and those spirits also have their way of survival, and the two do not interfere with each other."

Wen Yu bowed and said, "I've been taught."

"Hahaha, small things."

Seeing that this fool believed it, Wang Yu felt no sense of accomplishment at all.

After a while, the two of them returned to the city lord's mansion. Wang Xiaoqing, who had been waiting for a long time, saw his younger brother coming back, and his eyes immediately shone with fierce lights.

"What are you doing? Why did you come back so late!"

As she said, she walked directly to Wang Yu and wanted to pinch her skills.

"Young Master Wen, hold it!"

Wang Yu pushed Wen Yu, blocked him in front of him, and then whispered: "Do her!"

Wen Yu, who had long regarded Wang Yu as a master, naturally agreed and bowed to Wang Xiaoqing and said, "I took him to play for a while. If Miss Xiaoqing wants to blame me, blame me."

"you!"

Wang Xiaoqing was furious and twisted his ears directly, "Do you really think I dare not touch you?"

"Ah, Miss Xiaoqing, let's do it slowly, let's do it slowly."

Wen Yu tilted his head and shouted, "It hurts!"

This guy's screams were very miserable, but why did Wang Yu feel that he was enjoying it?

Wang Xiaoqing came to her senses and realized that she was impulsive.

She cursed: "Two bastards!"

Then he left without looking back.

Wang Yu looked at Wen Yu who was rubbing his ears, and gave a thumbs up and said, "Yes!"

The eldest young master of the Wen family giggled, touching the ear that had been pinched just now, with a happy look on his face.

Wang Yu shook his head and went back to the courtyard to prepare for rest.

The next morning, Wang Xiaoqing dragged Wang Yu to the villa to report.

As a result, I met Wen Yu again in front of the gate. He still looked silly and said with the food box: "Miss Xiaoqing, I specially brought me pastries from home, which can be eaten by Xiaoyu in the villa."

Well, Xiaoyu shouted.

Wang Xiaoqing gave him a blank look, did not agree or refuse.

Wang Yu gave him a thumbs up, took the food box and opened it. It was filled with exquisite pastries and peach crisps, which looked very appetizing.

"Thank you!"

"Hehe, you're welcome, Xiaoyu, I'll give you it to you too."

Wen Yu and Wang Yu walked together, and Wang Xiaoqing walked in front alone.

"Okay, but why are you following me? Go and find my sister. She likes others to point it directly, don't beat around the bush."

Wang Yu threw a piece of pastry into his mouth and said to Wen Yu: "If you have anything in your heart, go and say it quickly."

"Really? Don't lie to me!"

"Hey, it's not good for me to lie to you, hurry up and take action."

The eldest master of the Wen family took a deep breath and decided to follow the advice of his sweetheart brother.

He walked forward with great affection and came to Wang Xiaoqing.

"Xiaoqing, I like you!"

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
Chapter completed!