I Have a Luck Altar

Xiaoyue covered her face with a smile, her eyes swept across Chen Yuan's body very charmingly, as if it could seduce people's souls, although Chen Yuan was also inexplicably dry, but he could still maintain his basic composure.

"Hahaha, gifted scholar and beautiful lady, gifted scholar and beautiful lady"

Ma Dayuan on the side laughed a few times, but he didn't know where this talented man came from.

"Master Chen, please."

With a sway of gauze, Xiaoyue slowly walked up the steps on the second floor.

Chen Yuan stood up, smiled at Ma Dayuan and Wang Ping, and followed Xiaoyue's footsteps.

Seeing this, the old bustard regretted not receiving the money, but she didn't dare to reprimand, and watched Chen Yuan and Xiaoyue go upstairs.

Chen Yuan looked back, seeing that everyone's eyes were on him, and threw a piece of silver to the old bustard:

"What are you looking at Chen doing?"

"Go on to the music, go on to the dance!"

Xiaoyue's boudoir is called Shuiyue Pavilion. As soon as Chen Yuan entered, he felt a delicate fragrance soaking into his heart, making people relax physically and mentally unconsciously.

"My family name is Su."

Su Xiaoyue walked out of the room holding a jade flute, with a slight smile on her face.

"Miss Su."

Chen Yuan nodded, found a stool at random and sat down, looking up and down in the boudoir.

"I didn't expect this place to be very quiet. Miss Su has a heart."

A look of sadness flashed across Su Xiaoyue's face:

"This is the room my mother arranged for me when I was young and my family was in trouble. I always remember it."

Chen Yuan's complexion remained unchanged, and he said very cooperatively:

"Miss Su is also a hard-working person, can I hear your story?"

With tears in Su Xiaoyue's eyes, she raised her hand to wipe it gently, and squeezed out a smile:

"There is nothing to mention about the past. Mr. Chen came up to listen to Qu'er, not to listen to the sad things of the slave family."

"That's right, then you can blow it for me."

Chen Yuan nodded approvingly.

Su Xiaoyue: "???"

"it is good."

Su Xiaoyue picked up the jade flute and put it to her lips.

Chen Yuan listened to Su Xiaoyue's flute with a calm expression, it was indeed very pleasant, but his attention was not on it, he thought that something unexpected might happen after he came in.

For example, ask yourself for help, or shoot yourself.

I didn't expect that it was really listening to the song, or the serious one.

a long time.

After the sound stopped, Su Xiaoyue put down the jade flute on her lips, her charming eyes wandered slowly on Chen Yuan's body, she chuckled lightly, and said:

"Master Chen, what's the sound of the flute from the slave family?"

"That's right, Miss Su can be called a master based on this skill alone."

"It's a pity, it's useless. What they value is skin, unlike Master Chen, who seems to be very indifferent to slaves." Su Xiaoyue gently supported her chin with her slender and white fingers.

The corner of his mouth curled up, and he looked directly at Chen Yuan.

"You are wrong, I value the skin more."

"Master Chen, do you mean that the concubine's status is too shameful?"

"Ha ha."

Chen Yuan chuckled lightly.

That's not the case. In his previous life, he washed his feet all the time and often walked on some muddy roads in the boots of the Elf brand. However, in this world, he did not have the strength to protect himself.

Chen Yuan didn't want to indulge in wine and sex.

"That's not the case. Mr. Chen has already said just now that because of his cultivation, if there is an opportunity in the future, he will have an in-depth exchange with Miss Xiaoyue."

After finishing speaking, Chen Yuan stood up, ignoring the charm in Su Xiaoyue's eyes, slowly pushed the door open, and walked out.

Su Xiaoyue looked at the back of Chen Yuan leaving, narrowed her eyes, and a look of interest flashed in her eyes, and the corners of her mouth slightly curled up, revealing a slight smile.

In front of the Misty Rain Tower.

Chen Yuan took Wang Ping and left from the inside. Since there was nothing he was interested in in the Yanyu Building, there was no need to waste time.

It's better to go home and practice.

Even though he suspects that Su Xiaoyue is not that simple, and Chen Yuan is not interested, as long as he doesn't provoke him, everything will be fine, but if he really wants to use him to do something.

Chen Yuan will not soften his heart, under his knife, there is no distinction between men and women!

"Brother Yuan, how are you doing?"

Wang Ping winked and said with a smile, his eyes were still looking in the direction of Yanyu Tower.

In his opinion, Brother Yuan must have done something wrong on the second floor.

Chen Yuan took a deep breath and chuckled lightly:

"Very moist!"

Ignoring Wang Ping's surprise, Chen Yuan turned and walked towards the county government.

As soon as he got close, he saw Xiaofang and his father hesitate in front of the door, looking inside frequently, but they didn't dare to approach. The majesty of the yamen is still very important in front of ordinary people.

"Uncle Zhou, who are you?"

Chen Yuan stepped forward and asked.

"Brother Yuan" Xiao Fang suddenly turned her head, seeing that it was Chen Yuan, she patted her chest and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Chen Chenyuan, we have something to look for you." Zhou Zhong hesitated to speak.

He had also heard about Chen Yuan becoming a head arrester, and knew that it was no longer the same. Xiaofang was not good enough for her, and Chen Yuan would pass by to say hello except occasionally for breakfast.

Generally, there is no connection with their family.

Only Xiaofang still foolishly imagined that her childhood sweetheart would marry her.

"Let's go in and talk," Chen Yuan nodded, and led Zhou Zhong's father and daughter into the county government office.

From time to time, someone would bow their hands or bow to Chen Yuan, with awe all over their faces, which shocked Zhou Zhong a little, and at the same time made him a little more cautious.

"Uncle Zhou, Ah Fang, sit down, don't be nervous, we are all our own people." Chen Yuan had a smile on his face.

In his cognition, Zhou Zhong's family is relatively peaceful. Since he came to find him, he probably had some difficulties, so he asked directly:

"What is Uncle Zhou looking for?"

"Brother Yuan, we are here to report the crime."

Xiao Fang on the side replied.

Chen Yuan frowned:

"Report? Someone troubled you?"

He had warned Zhu Sihai before that members of the Beihai Gang were not allowed to bully the neighbors near their home. He couldn't control other things, and he wasn't interested in taking care of them, but the people around them were all old acquaintances of their family.

There were basically no conflicts on weekdays, and some of them helped Chen Yuan's family when he was young, and Chen Yuan would not be unreasonable if he could do his best.

"No, no, during this period of time, even the members of the Beihai Gang have not come to collect the regular money." Zhou Zhong said hastily.

"That is?"

"It's like this. Yesterday, Mr. Wu said that there was a big hole in Cheng'er's grave. I thought about moving a place for him, but when I opened the coffin today, I found that Cheng'er's body was gone."

"I suspected that someone stole the body, so I thought of reporting to the police"

Zhou Zhong said eloquently.

Chen Yuan had some impression of Zhou Zhong's son, Cheng'er, who was born in Zhou Zhongnian's 40s, and he was very precious on weekdays.

But he died a year ago due to a strange illness, and he helped him when he was buried.

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