"Thank you, Boss!" Yunxi immediately became a dog's leg. If the Daxian flatters him well, the house money will be fine.

Lian Youyou pulled him back smoothly: "Yunxi, go and catch Fu Mingrui."

"What?!" The eyes of the people who were still running were surprised, and even Yao Guangda, who ran to the side of the house, turned around in surprise.

Lian Youyou smiled with her lips curled up: "I'm going to invite him to a show tonight." A cunning flashed across her eyes, and she turned to look at Yao Guang, "Xiao Guang, do you want Fu Kun's official hat, or his? money?"

Yao Guangda walked back again, frowning in thought, and everyone's eyes fell on him alone.

He wandered back and forth, hesitating and struggling, and after careful consideration, looking at the overall situation, he looked at Lian Youyou without hesitation: "I want money!"

This bet was made by the emperor because he was bored. To put it bluntly, the emperor was bored and wanted to have some fun. So, he doesn't take it seriously. Even if Fu Kun lost, the emperor would find a reason to reinstate him another day, and there was no real benefit to it. Instead, the conflict between him and Fu Kun was brought to the fore.

But Yao Guang would be very happy if he could make Fu Kun suffer a dumb loss and pay some money out of it. Fu Kun was rich, and if he cheated, it would allow Jiumen to live a good life for a few days.

Lian Youyou smiled, let go of Yunxi, and said decisively: "Then go and tie Fu Mingrui here, remember, no one can find out."

Although Yunxi is suspicious, but now he can be said to be looking forward to Immortal Lian, without any doubt.

"Decree!" Yunxi saluted on one side, then smiled coquettishly at Sanniang on the other side, "Sanniang, I'll take over the room next to you~~"

Sanniang glanced at him lazily with a chuckle, with a childish mockery of Yunxi in her eyes.

Yun Xi raised his finger to Fat Buddha and the others: "None of you can **** me!" After speaking, he flew away and jumped out of the gate of the secret realm.

Lian Youyou looked at the crowd with a smile: "These rooms were originally used by the emperor to put elixir. The layout inside may be a bit strange, but as long as you go in, it will know your preferences and change with you..."

Everyone was amazed when they heard it, and they couldn't wait to see the wonder of the fairy house.

Lin Tingjun has already entered the house, as Lian Youyou said, the house is empty, there are only some shelves, and the shelves are also empty, and occasionally there are a few scattered medicine bottles, so when the owner moves away, it feels like garbage.

There are no compartments in the hut, it is clear at a glance, spacious and spacious, one can see at a glance that there are magical patterns on the ground in the center of the house, which seem to be yin and yang and five elements, but also seem to be not.

Lin Tingjun took a closer look, only to realize that the pattern in the middle looks like a star, and a huge star in the center is like an oriental morning star, shining at the moment.

He approached curiously, was fascinated by the starlight, bent down and reached out to touch the star, and when his palm touched the star, the whole house made a "click", and the floor tiles turned into wooden boards, and the wooden wall rose from around him, covering the surroundings everything.

He stood up in surprise, only to see the steps where he was standing rose, and he rose with it. The black wood was lacquered and shiny, reflecting people's shadows, the piano case emerged, and the screen was pulled up. There are no shortage of tables and chairs, the gauze curtains are drawn down, the bamboo curtains of the porch and chairs behind the curtains, and the clear pond and quiet lotus outside the curtains.

The censer is held in the mouth of a green wood crane, and the cork supports the pillow.

In the blink of an eye, the empty wooden house has become an exquisite wing room, with a complete living room and sleeping room, and there are soft spots everywhere, so you can lie down at any time.

Lin Tingjun stared blankly for a while, his eyes were full of comfort, and the corners of his mouth were smiling. He lay down on the ground, and the mat under him stood up. In front of him was the pool of white lotus. The fragrance of lotus was better than the green smoke from the incense burner.

He closed his eyes and fell asleep, his black hair was spread on the ground, and his white clothes trembled in the wind. This is the house that Ling Tingjun wants.

At this time, Yun Yao had been sitting in the lobby for a long time, and she felt anxious and angry because everyone hadn't returned for a long time. It took me half an hour to look at a broken stone tablet, and, behind the curtain, there was no sound at all, as if everyone had disappeared.

However, she wanted to save face, so she just didn't look at it, hum!

Suddenly, the curtain was lifted, and her brother came out, his face full of excitement.

"Brother?" Yun Yao looked at Yun Xi strangely, why did her brother look as happy as picking up a hundred taels of silver for nothing?

"Don't call me, brother is busy." Yunxi directly raised his hand, flew out, leaped onto the beam, and disappeared into the moonlight in an instant.

Yun Yao was stunned, what happened?

The next moment, the curtain was lifted, Fat Buddha, Sanniang, Master Coffin, and Yao Guangguang all came out in a hurry.

"San Niang? What's the matter?" Yun Yao stepped forward curiously. Sanniang, who is usually lazy, walks very fast today. The last time Yunyao saw her like this was when Nancheng Rouge Square had a limited sale at the beginning of the year. Sanniang was afraid that she would not be able to grab it if she went late.

Sanniang walked forward quickly: "You can see for yourself, I'm busy~~"

Another busy one?

Yun Yao stood in the yard, watching everyone rushing into the house in a daze, and then hurried out again with the bedrolls in their arms. It's like moving! But in the middle of the night, where do you want to move?

"Get out of the way, Fat Buddha, you are blocking my way." The coffin master carried out a huge coffin from his room, and Fat Buddha's chubby figure just blocked his way.

"Okay, you go first." Fat Buddha stepped aside, and put his bedroll by the door, and the coffin master jumped out of the room with the coffin on his back, with light steps as if he was just carrying a paper box.

Yun Yao was surprised when she saw this: "Master Coffin! Where are you going to move your coffin?"

Master Coffin struggled: "Yao'er, this Lian Youyou... tsk... It's hard to say, anyway, go and see for yourself, it's too late, there are no houses to choose."

"What house?" Yun Yao looked in complete confusion as everyone was busy packing up and saluting, and Fat Buddha over there actually brought out Little Lettuce's bedroll.

"Oh, you'll know when you go!" Coffin Master pulled Yunyao up, walked straight forward, lifted the curtain, and pulled Yunyao out.

Yun Yao stood in the backyard, stared blankly, and exclaimed: "When is there an extra hut?!" Such a small room really looks like an independent hut of a rich family.

Master Coffin's face darkened: "This is not a hut! Just go in and have a look."

Master Coffin pushed Yunyao into the secret realm, and Yunyao screamed loudly from inside: "Ah———"

Master Coffin laughed, this girl was so surprised that she couldn't say anything else. He frowned slightly, and gently touched the coffin behind him. He was still wondering whether Lian Youyou was a fairy or a devil, what was he doing? Didn't he himself have fallen into evil ways, so why do immortals and demons care about righteousness and evil?

The coffin master laughed at himself, patted the coffin behind him, carried the coffin on his back and entered the secret realm again without hesitation.

The moon is dark and the wind is high, so I'm sorry for the atmosphere if I don't do something bad.

A group of six people in black jumped onto the eaves of the Fu family's mansion, stepping on the tiles and passing quickly, their figures were as light as black cats, without making a sound. They flew up and fell lightly into a courtyard. They lined up in a neat row and knelt down on one knee: "Master."

The study room in the courtyard was half-covered, and the lights cast shadows of people, and a voice came out: "Go to the Nine Gates to create trouble, don't kill anyone." This deep and steady voice was Fu Mingsu.

"Yes!"