Dressed as a rival in the world of immortals

Chapter 27 Ask Again

The cook is done, and the next step is the shop.

Xie Muxun asked Li Changzhu to leave his address, and told him the inn where he was temporarily staying, and asked him to take care of his wife first.

After the three of them finished their meal, they continued to look at the shops. Two days later, Xie Muxun settled for a shop with a small traffic flow, and there were already many food stalls around.

Hu Er was very puzzled, hesitating for a long time or asking tentatively.Xie Muxun didn't say it clearly, so he just gave up. Anyway, he introduced what should be introduced, and he also suggested what should be suggested. I am worthy of my friend.

Song Yan gave Hu Er a silver coin, but after several refusals, Hu Er accepted it at Song Yan's insistence, and said goodbye to the two with a smile on his face.

After sending Hu Er away, Xie Muxun asked: "Why don't you ask me why I chose to open a shop there?"

After asking the question, he realized that this was the Nth time he had directly called Song Yan "you", and Song Yan was like the N times before, without the slightest dissatisfaction.On the contrary, after leaving the Qingyin Sect and having no contact with other monks, his temperament is no longer so cold, and he can occasionally make a joke that is not very funny.

Seeing Song Yan's changes, Xie Muxun didn't know whether it was because of himself or because he was like Immortal Mingshu, sometimes he felt a little happy in his heart, but most of the time he still felt uncomfortable.

But generally speaking, his mentality has changed a lot. Now that he has his own career to fight for, he has confidence when getting along with Song Yan, and his words have become tougher.

Although it has to be admitted that Song Yan has borrowed a lot of strength, this is what the so-called cooperation is.Song Yan provided the start-up capital, he provided the technology and was in charge of the operation, and finally the two shared the profits, no one took advantage of the other, and no one owed the other.

The shop that Xie Muxun bought had a small courtyard. After someone cleaned it, he moved here from the inn. Surprisingly, Song Yan also moved here as a matter of course.

The next step is decoration.

Song Yan didn't know much about these things, but he followed Xie Muxun all the time.

Xie Muxun supervised the work, and he also supervised the work; Xie Muxun made suggestions, and he nodded beside him, making the decoration master look at them with suspicion, thinking that the relationship between the two must be unusual.

After more than ten days of renovation, Song Yan had no intention of leaving.If he didn't say anything, Xie Muxun didn't ask, because he was worried about hearing something like "I'm leaving tomorrow".

But after a few days of anxiety, Xie Muxun decided to ask for clarification.

"Isn't this our business? Of course I'm going to keep an eye on it." Song Yan said seriously.

Xie Muxun: "..."

Unexpectedly, this person is also interested in doing business.

"Then there is no major event in the sect recently?"

"The Sword Discussion Conference will be held soon, but the head and the elders have already made arrangements." Song Yan said, and then asked tentatively, "Are you driving me away?"

"I didn't mean that, but I was afraid of delaying your work." Xie Muxun was secretly pleased, and affirmed Song Yan's approach, "Actually, if you have time, it's right to spend more time here, lest I deceive you money."

Song Yan looked at him and said with a smile, "I believe in you."

Those deep black eyes reflected the soft moonlight, just looking at him quietly, as if everything around him disappeared, just looking at him.

Xie Muxun's heartbeat quickened suddenly, and he turned his head unnaturally to look elsewhere.But after thinking about it, he guessed the reason for this trust, and after a moment of silence, he looked at Song Yan again with the irritability in his heart.

"You shouldn't trust me so much, I'm not a disciple of the Qingyin Sect, nor your steward of the Green Bamboo Peak, we're just ordinary strangers now!"

Song Yan didn't know what he said wrong, he was a little nervous, and his voice lowered: "We...how can we be strangers?"

Xie Muxun said in a cold voice, "I'd rather we start with strangers now."

After speaking, he turned and went back to his room, leaving Song Yan standing there helplessly.

Xie Muxun sat at the table and drank two cups of tea. After the restlessness in his heart subsided, he became speechless again.

to his own reaction.

Mingming Song Yan was quite happy when he said he would not leave, why did he suddenly start arguing?

No, there was no quarrel, he was looking for trouble unilaterally.

But he also felt aggrieved, how could this be counted as asking for trouble?

Who would want to be used as a stand-in?

Xie Muxun scratched his hair in annoyance, would Song Yan go away in anger?

If he was really angry and left, would he withdraw his capital?

If he withdrew the capital, wouldn't it be a waste of time?

I shouldn't argue with him at this time, at least I have to be patient until the store is on the right track, so that I can really have the capital to negotiate with him.

Xie Muxun panicked in his heart, thinking that this must be the reason.

"Are you asleep?"

Song Yan's voice suddenly came from outside the door, Xie Muxun was startled, turned his head, and saw Song Yan's figure outside the door.

Isn't it to say goodbye?

Xie Muxun was so nervous that his heart was pounding, he swallowed his saliva, and said calmly, "Didn't sleep, what's the matter?"

Song Yan outside the house said slowly: "I don't know what I said wrong to make you angry, but that was not my original intention."

Xie Muxun felt guilty, stood up, took a few steps to the door and opened it.

Song Yan was a little dazed, as if he didn't expect him to open the door suddenly.

"I'm not angry, I'm just a little anxious about opening a store, so I vented my anger on you, I'm sorry."

Xie Muxun said awkwardly, and didn't look at Song Yan, but just glanced at him, but didn't see Song Yan's expression clearly.

"really?"

"Then what else?"

"It's fine if you're not angry with me." Song Yan exhaled, and said firmly: "You don't have to worry, you will definitely succeed."

Xie Muxun was speechless, and asked: "How do you know that you will be successful? There are far more people who fail in business than those who succeed."

"Because it's you, it must be possible."

Does this kind of brainless trust really come from a person who has lived for hundreds of years?

Or is it that eyes like that Immortal Mingshu can succeed?

The depression in Xie Muxun's heart gathered again, but he held back and did not attack.He will not be impulsive again until he has real capital.

"Thank you. You should rest early, tomorrow Li Changzhu will come over to try the barbecue."

"En." Song Yan nodded, but did not leave immediately. He hesitated for a while in Xie Muxun's suspicious eyes, and said seriously: "Since we have met, we have appeared in each other's destiny, and we will never be together again. stranger."

Xie Muxun was slightly stunned, and his mind told him not to mention the matter of the substitute, but he still said it: "Is it true that I appeared in your fate?"

His heart was beating wildly, almost jumping out of his chest.

This sentence is already a very obvious question. If Song Yan has the slightest idea of ​​using him as a stand-in, it is impossible not to hear it!

Song Yan looked at him, and suddenly drooped his eyebrows, which made his heart shrink.

"Did I say something wrong again?"

"what?"

"Otherwise, why would you ask such a strange question?"

"You just have to think about your answer."

Song Yan still looked very confused, and said cautiously: "Of course the person who appears in my destiny is you, then...is it me who appears in your destiny?"

It was obvious that Song Yan didn't understand the reason for his question, and even asked back inexplicably.

Xie Muxun's heartbeat did not recover because of this, but it tended to beat faster and faster.

"Of course. I'm going to bed, so go to bed too, see you tomorrow!"

He pushed Song Yan who was about to enter the room, closed the door with his backhand, and let out a long breath with his body back against the door and his head raised.The violent heartbeat seemed to reach his ears through the vibrating air, causing him to feel a little panic.

Didn't Song Yan use him as a stand-in now?

As he thought about it, he suddenly realized that he was acting like a shy little girl in a film and television drama. He jumped forward in embarrassment, and shook his hands several times in disgust.

"May you have a good dream." Song Yanwen said outside the door, gentler than the night wind blowing across his face at this moment.

"En." Xie Muxun responded, pursed his lips, clenched his fists tightly, and his biceps bulged slightly under his clothes.

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With a flick of our little Xie's hand, we changed from a shy little girl to a shy macho!