Zhoushan City, the office to the north of Liumen.

Fang Xiwen came out after finishing the recording, feeling quite good.

With his ability as a secret agent, he had a high degree of freedom in reporting the case. He easily concealed the clues he obtained from the spiritual realm, and also covered up Jiang Xingchu... Six Gates did not question this either.

He looked unconcerned.

Although this attitude gave him great convenience, Fang Xiwen's impression of this organization was getting worse and worse. He did nothing except besiege him all night last night.

Forget about a city like Jingshui City. I hope the six gates in the state capital are not like this.

As a substitute for the spiritual realm, he wrote a lot of inferences about general clues in the record, such as the posture of the old master, details of the reception, the temptation to cook, etc... To put it bluntly, it is just observation and association, which is of little value.
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But the more the tiger and leopard hunter looked at him, the more surprised he became. He insisted on writing these in detail and recording his achievements.

In order to encourage promotion at the bottom, Liumen has a special reward and punishment system, otherwise he would not report so diligently.

Last night, he broke the Blood Clothes Cult's conspiracy, killed the murderer behind the scenes, treated the guests, cooperated with the organization, and presented the case... After this series of contributions, he directly won money. Although his position could not be promoted, he got a lot of merits and could go directly to Liushen.

Pick treasures from the treasure house of the door.

The main reason is that the level of the secret agent given by Uncle Fang is already very high, and the Qingshou head catcher is already halfway to the location, while the tiger and leopard head catcher in charge is one level lower than him.

Although I have never thought about making a living by solving crimes and arresting people, this status still has many conveniences...

Not only that, his prestige in Jiangzhou has also increased significantly. Who doesn't secretly praise the young man's chivalry when he sees it?

It’s just that having such a good reputation is not a good thing.

"Wow, it's a romantic sword! Why is he at Caishikou?"

"Maybe he has a date with a certain heroine, he really doesn't pick places!"

Fang Xiwen walked around the market carrying a vegetable basket, with similar discussions ringing in his ears, and his face was as dark as the bottom of a pot.

Since Jiang Xingchu has to stay in Zhoushan City for a few more days, he naturally can't go out to eat in a swaggering way. He may not care about the six doors, but after all, the Jiang family's banquet is crowded, so it's better to be safe.

He bought ingredients for two days, and the stall owner even gave him a handful of green onions because of his reputation. This is really...

Walk back to the courtyard from the market and cross the arch bridge on the way.

It was noon, a big sun hung in the middle of the river, small boats were coming and going, and the warm colors were blurred. This sight made him slow down a little.

‘I’ve been running here and there since I came out of Yiling, and I’ve missed a lot of the beautiful scenery along the way...’

Suddenly, the river water lapped the bank and fell back. He felt the faint resonance of the blue sword in his body, and turned his head sharply, "Sword Immortal?"

Although there was no one around him, Fang Ximing clearly felt the familiar atmosphere.

At this time, when you turn your head back, you will no longer see a simple river in front of you. The waves are filled with a strong sense of ocean tide.

"No wonder the entrance to the spiritual realm is in Jiangzhou. It turns out to be because of the Sword Immortal..."

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The door opened and closed, and Fang Xiwen walked back to the courtyard carrying a basket and found that it was very quiet inside.

There is a magnolia tree in the yard. It is said that the homeowner planted it when he was a child. It is now fifty or sixty years old. The magnolia flowers are in full bloom, and the shadows of the trees are crisscrossed. He carefully brushes the tree for the girl lying on the stone table.

Go to the sun.

The seemingly precious book of music exercises was spread out. Jiang Xingchu folded his arms and leaned his face on it. His skin was white and rosy, and he was muttering something. There was a touch of bright silver hanging on the corner of his lips.

She looked like she was waiting for him to come back, but it was a pity that she didn't have such a perverted battery life as the Jingshishu Bajiu Xuan Gong... She was more tired than herself all night, so it was normal for her to wait for him to fall asleep.

Seeing this, he stepped lightly and saw clearly the stars surrounding her, and felt happy... Look, he is still guarding me now.

After getting to know Jiang Xingchu better, whether it is acting skills or vigilance, these protective colors will not make people feel disgusted. After all, Xing Palace is such an environment.

No matter how principled it is, it is also one of the ways of magic after all, where human lives can be weighed on the scales.

Profit, blood, conspiracy... This girl is even the heir. She is already very cute now, and she can also prevent him from hurting others when the blood evil enters his body.

With his mind wandering, Fang Xiwen walked into the kitchen in two steps and started to light the fire.

Kitchen utensils in this world are quite backward, but conventional pots, cauldrons, stoves, etc. are quite complete.

‘Maybe we can use Qingmo Shenjun’s mechanism technique to improve it and make an air fryer?’

He put the basket on the stove and laid out the ingredients he wanted to use. Then he heard movement behind him, so without looking back, he said, "You can sleep a little longer, I've just started here."

Jiang Xingchu in the distance just wiped the corner of his mouth, and almost jumped up again when he heard this, saying this...who are you?

But when the words came to my lips, they unconsciously turned into a lazy "hmm".

She stood up, closed the book, and looked at Fang Xiwen's busy back with complicated eyes.

This stupid goose... is really interesting.

He is an extremely reliable companion when encountering problems. He is quick-thinking, calm, has good commanding skills, and is even particularly good at fighting. No ordinary person with four orifices can be his opponent.

Forget it...he is still very reassuring.

The collision of the true meaning in the exterior scene was actually no accident. During the battle, he always protected him in front of him. Maybe he took into consideration that he was not good at close combat, but it was very rare to have such an idea.

She is a demon witch who goes her own way, and this silly goose is really worried about her.

"What are you cooking? It smells so good." Jiang Xingchu walked into the kitchen, tiptoed and glanced into the pot.

"Mushroom soup, I'm watching the fire."

"I'll come and see, you go and have a rest." Jiang Xingchu patted his shoulder with a soft tone.

She actually knew that this thoughtful guy was always taking care of things, pretending to be wounded while directing the Xue family to do things, and even killing people who had seen her fight.

When I went to Liumen to take notes, I also deliberately left her in the small courtyard, and I must have been careful to help her hide her identity during the questioning.

As a result, after finishing all this work, as soon as I came back, I would cook and live, and then send her to sleep... How could this be possible?

"You can't," Fang Xiwen lowered his head and glanced at the heat, waving his hand, "I want to add elixirs to it, and at the same time, I have to ensure the taste. Do you have experience?

Just take a rest and go."

"Why, I won't go!" Jiang Xingchu's eyes widened and the corner of his mouth was crooked.

"No... you can't help?" Fang Xiwen was confused. He wished that someone could do his job for him and he went aside to cool off.

You asked her to rest and still refused?

Seeing that she was still standing in front of the stove, Fang Xiwen took out two candies as if coaxing a child, "Here you go, let's play together."

Jiang Xingchu's face was ashen and he didn't pick it up. He quickly rolled his eyes and grabbed his clothes, "Take them off for me."

"What?"

"Can't I help the young master wash the clothes?" She suddenly had an idea and pointed her finger, "Look, this hem is stained with blood."

Hearing this, Fang Xiwen turned it over and saw that it was true, so he looked at her with some suspicion, "How long are you going to keep pretending like this? Are you so kind?"

"Take it off if I tell you to!"

After some struggle, Jiang Xingchu successfully took off his coat and carried him into the hospital, looking like he was done.

Do you really think of yourself as a maid? This young lady...

Fang Xiwen couldn't understand what she was thinking, so he took out a new one and put it on, and continued to watch the fire.

On the other side, Jiang Xingchu took his coat and returned to the stone table, sat down, and looked at it carefully for a while.

This is a modified cyan sweatshirt with small sleeves and a round neck. It can be worn as a coat.

I don’t know why I am thinking about that smart outfit all day long. He should be wearing this kind of clothes. He looks as handsome as a teacher... Damn, what he likes to wear is none of my business!

Jiang Xingchu was proficient in disguise and the art of disguise. He quickly pictured in his mind the image of him wearing a green shirt and flowing cloud sleeves. He curled his lips and his face turned red.

What kind of bullshit charlatan is not suitable for him at all.

Just as Fang Xiwen subconsciously felt that she should not fight and kill, she also felt that this guy looked very polite...he was not a young man from aristocratic family, but a scholar who spoke well.

Unfortunately, neither of them had a choice.

She spread the coat on the table, found the loose button, thought about it, and took out her needle and thread.

These are actually the things used by the Lord Judge as hidden weapons...Shuying Tianzhi itself is not only a light kung fu, but also has various combined techniques, which are extremely powerful.

I never thought I would spend my time sewing clothes for men.

Few people know that the Holy Lady prefers embroidery and brocade to killing people with falling stars...

Although she didn't learn much, her hands were really skillful, and her stitches kept rising and falling, like a butterfly flying among the flowers.

So when Fang Xiwen came out with bowls and chopsticks, what caught his eye was this look:

After sewing the last stitch, she bit the silk thread with her pearl-like teeth, then gathered her strength and stretched out her hand to pinch it, her brows and eyes filled with joy.
Chapter completed!