Ruan Xiu put away the "bracelet" again, and a seemingly exquisite and cute fire dragon was wrapped around her wrist, snoring slightly. In the battle of Furong Mountain, there were two Jindan Earth Immortals alone, and even more were eaten. A young man with a prosperous martial arts fortune made him a little exhausted.
Ruan Xiu asked a question that caught Old Master Song off guard, "Can I move some hibiscus stones back to Longquan County? I want to open a shop selling seals and Feng Shui stones in the alley of the town."
This Song Dynasty doctor from the Ministry of Rites was always known for his quick thinking in the Dali court. He once had a beautiful talk with His Majesty the Emperor about thirty-seven questions and answers within a stick of incense. Now he was a bit unable to keep up with Ruan. The girl's train of thought caught on, she thought about it and said with a smile: "Miss Ruan, as long as the objects close to you are big enough, it doesn't matter if Furong Mountain is emptied."
After Ruan Xiu got the answer, he immediately asked Dong Gu and Xu Xiaoqiao to start "cutting the mountain." While the two junior brothers and sisters were digging the land, Ruan Xiu said to the old man: "Mr. Song, don't worry, I won't let you go in vain." It's just a quick trip. In the Lutong City we passed by in Shujian Lake, and on the way back to Dali, if it's still the original route, I will help you find three suitable candidates for monks. Together, they can almost equal one... …Xu Xiaoqiao, what is his name?”
Xu Xiaoqiao said softly in the distance: "Han Jin."
Ruan Xiu nodded and said: "Yes, it's just as good as Han Jin. One is the grandson of the old man who sells crispy cakes at the Earth Temple in Lutong City, the closest to us, and the other one is the candy blower vendor at Ganlu Temple in Shihao Kingdom. The little girl I gave a candy man to was the little girl with the two blushes on her face who was very cute. The last one was at the Xianjia Ferry called Nian Zhidu. I bought a big bag of Huang Gui. When I was making persimmon cakes, I met a local kid who was competing with me to see who had the biggest appetite. As a result, he had a toothache from the food and ran home crying to his parents."
The three big Li Niangan Langs were all in disbelief. Isn’t this really child’s play?
Unexpectedly, Dr. Song nodded and said: "When Mr. Dong and Miss Xu have dug enough Furong Mountain, we will return to the Earth Temple in Lutong City to find the child named Tongshan."
Nian Gan Lang knew immediately. Since even Song Lang Zhong remembered the name of the child, it was obvious that he must be a piece of jade with good aptitude for cultivating Taoism.
Ruan Xiu raised her head and looked towards Gongliu Island. When she made this move, the fire dragon on her wrist, which had been planning to "hibernate", opened its eyes and looked up with her.
Some descendants of ancient true dragons have an innate preference for killing their own kind. In the history of the ancient Shu Kingdom, such ferocious beings were often the first choice for beheading by swordsmen who had traveled far and experienced.
Xu Xiaoqiao suddenly said: "Senior Sister, Master has told us that except for official business, Senior Sister is not allowed in Shujian Lake..."
When Xu Xiaoqiao said this, he glanced at Dong Gu, a young man in black robe.
This time at Furong Mountain, the road to the mountain was opened by the second senior fellow apprentice who showed his true form and forcibly broke through the formation barrier. He was seriously injured. Not to mention a broken fang, it had also been damaged for at least forty or fifty years. Daoxing.
With a straight face, Dong Gu added the remaining two words that Xu Xiaoqiao didn't dare to say: "He's here."
Ruan Xiu looked around, feeling a little regretful, "Then let's save it for now."
Dong Gu and Xu Xiaoqiao nodded at the same time, and Master Song also nodded.
Ruan Xiu looked at their identical movements and found it interesting. She smiled and said, "What are you doing, a chicken pecking at rice?"
When she smiled, the Niangan Lang boy who had already been attracted to Ruan Xiu fell into a trance and became obsessed with watching.
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On Yuanwei Street in Chishui City, which specializes in selling immortal artifacts, an old man in a blue shirt and long coat was walking. He had an ordinary face and an ordinary temperament, just like a wealthy man from an ordinary wealthy family. He repeatedly rubbed a snowflake with his two fingers.
Money, I looked around while walking, I did a lot of shopping, but I didn’t buy anything. Fortunately, Yuanwei Street was full of strange people and strange things, and no one cared about such a tall, thin old man.
The old man walked to a shop. The old shopkeeper, who had been feeling very proud recently, was drinking a small drink. He had two plates of food to accompany the wine, salted peanuts and shredded silver fish, a specialty of Shujian Lake. When he saw the old man in a long coat, the old shopkeeper didn't match his taste.
one time.
The old man seemed to be a little regretful and asked curiously: "Shopkeeper, that big imitation of the canal yellow sword was sold? Oh, the picture of the lady was also sold? Did you meet someone who was taken advantage of?"
The old shopkeeper who guards this ancestral shop has an eccentric personality and does not know how to do business. If an ordinary shopkeeper met such a customer who could not speak, he would have rolled his eyes or turned him away. But the old shopkeeper did not.
Instead, he became interested and said with a smile: "No, this is the same guest. He is a foreigner. He is very knowledgeable. He is not a scapegoat. Money can't buy his heart."
The old man clicked his tongue and said, "Not bad, not bad. It's far worse than your great-grandfather's business experience, but his luck is much better. Even if you can sell this, I thought it would be ashes for another hundred years."
The old shopkeeper squinted at the stranger and said, "It's not a small talk. Which island owner of Shujian Lake is the Immortal Master? Haha, but if I remember correctly, the island owners with a little ability are all staying on Gongliu Island now.
You don't have time to come here and pretend to be an old god."
The old man said sadly: "Hundreds of people are eating, drinking and eating on Gongliu Island, but it's still a cesspool."
The old shopkeeper was a little happy, "Those gods flying around are not ordinary people like us. Gongliu Island cannot be turned into a toilet. Besides, Gongliu Island, a place like a mass grave, will become a toilet after the alliance is over."
Who cares what happens."
The old man sighed, "I do care."
The old shopkeeper felt more and more interesting and waved, "Brother, come and have a drink?"
The old man shook his head and said: "It's no better than swill. I won't drink it."
The old shopkeeper smiled and scolded: "You have good intentions and don't drink them, but you have a bad temper and you are not interested in me. If you look at the items in the store, if you like them, I will give you a 10% discount."
The old man waved his hands and walked out of the shop.
He walked through the entire Yuanwei Street and did not return to Shujian Lake for a long time. He had long since changed and could no longer see a familiar face. The old man walked out of Yuanwei Street and came to a quiet alley in Chishui City.
At the end, take out the key and open the courtyard door. There is a cave inside.
No one lives in it, but someone takes care of it every once in a while, and they work extremely hard and attentively, so the quiet mansion with its winding corridors and deep courtyards is still spotless.
The old man came to a waterside pavilion, opened the window, and listened carefully to the sound of spring water hitting rocks and the sound of cool water.
About half an hour later, a wealthy old man with no name from Chishui City came to the outside of the waterside pavilion. He bent down and said respectfully: "I don't have to go to Wang Guanfeng to pay my respects to Patriarch Liu."
The old man turned around and said with a smile: "Is he the great-great-grandson of the Shihao Kingdom's Shuibu? Come in and sit down. Your Wang family was kind to me back then. My character is the same as the Wang family of Chishui City that you moved from Shihao Kingdom.
, the family heads of the past generations know better than many young people in Shujian Lake now, so there is no need to be so cautious."
There were no extra decorations in the waterside pavilion, just a few white futons spread on the ground. Wang Guanfeng, who was actually richer than Fan, the owner of Chishui City, sat on a futon shakily. He didn't take it seriously because of the old man's pleasant appearance.
The sky is thick and the earth is thick.
The old man surnamed Liu asked some questions about the situation of Shujian Lake in the past hundred years, and Wang Guanfeng answered them one by one.
After hearing about the recent situation on Gongliu Island, the old man surnamed Liu said with a smile: "As far away as Fengweidu, I have heard about the great reputation of Liu Zhimao and Gu Can, the masters and disciples of Qingxia Island."
Wang Guanfeng thought carefully and replied: "Now the Song Dynasty of Dali and the Zhu Ying Dynasty are fighting over Shu Jian Lake. We bet on Qingxia Island. The Zhu Ying Dynasty should have chosen Qingzhong, Tianmu and Lisu San."
The person in charge of the Island Alliance is a nine-level swordsman from the Zhu Ying Dynasty who was born in the royal family. He has some connections with Oriole Island, but where he is hiding now cannot be found out. But within the Zhu Ying Dynasty, what is Gu Can's intention to win over?
There should still be disagreements about whether to kill or kill, and there is no unified opinion. Therefore, with the previous assassination in Chishuicheng, a certain force in the Zhu Ying Dynasty has suffered a big setback. Liu Zhimao himself is still in the Nascent Soul realm, with no signs of breaking through, but Gu
The dragon next to Can has already reached the level of Nascent Soul, and his combat power is astonishing. Even Liu Zhimao is afraid of him. He might become a powerful force in the future, and eventually Liu and Gu will share Shujian Lake. But this is all ancestors.
The result of standing idly by.”
The old man smiled and asked: "That little devil named Gu Can, who claims to be the invincible fighter in Shujian Lake?"
Wang Guanfeng finally understood what he meant and asked cautiously: "Ancestor, do you want us to turn our heads and bet on the Zhu Ying Dynasty?"
The old man shook his head and said: "It's two different things. Half of Liu Zhimao's success today is due to Gu Can and the Nascent Soul Dragon. Let him sit in the position of king of the rivers and lakes in Jianhu for a few days. When Gu Can dies, Liu
Most of Zhi Mao has been ruined, and everyone is talking about it. Whatever Shu Jian Hu's last name was two hundred years ago, what will his last name be two hundred years from now."
The old man smiled and said, "When did the wild cultivators in Shujian Lake become so unafraid of death? How dare a little brat show off his dignity like this?"
Wang Guanfeng explained: "The Zhu Ying Dynasty may not have wanted to win over Gu Can and constrain Liu Zhimao, otherwise Gu Can would not have been so unscrupulous. However, the growth rate of the dragon was such that it became an earthly immortal in less than three years.
Nascent Soul is really incredible, and it really makes all of us a little confused."
The old man was obviously not the kind of monk on the mountain who liked to criticize his servants harshly. He nodded and said, "I don't blame you. I traveled with two friends before and talked about this matter. My realm and vision are as high as theirs. I feel the same way as you Wang Guanfeng.
It almost means it’s unbelievable.”
"It's okay to bet on Liu Zhimao. If you are not afraid that I will cheat your Wang family's money, just put all your wealth on it."
The old man finally smiled and said: "It's just that Gu Can, I will kill him personally when the time comes. All you need to do is pretend to be deaf and wait to see what happens. You don't have to do anything more and just wait to collect the money."
Wang Guanfeng swallowed.
The old man looked indifferent, "Since everyone is a wild cultivator in the mountains and rivers, no one's life is more valuable, and no one can kill from beginning to end. At least in Shujian Lake, there is no such reason here."
Wang Guanfeng fell to the ground and worshiped.
Shujian Lake actually has rules. The old people in Shujian Lake don’t mention it, and the young people don’t know about it.
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The old concierge of Guixiu Mansion has been a little more angry recently because she looks forward to the young accountant Mr. Paying a visit every day.
Even though Mr. Chen came and went in a hurry every time, he would never stop at the concierge. He would just say hello to her and leave without even making a small talk. But the old woman named Hongsu was not a person.
Although she is not a ghost, she is still a little happy.
After the accountant left that day, she stood at the door of the mansion and looked at the figure from a distance, so she didn't even notice that her husband appeared beside her. When she suddenly woke up, Gui Xiu named Ma snorted coldly,
"Why, are you still expecting sparrows to fly on the branches? To be favored by a master like Chen Pingan and be accepted as a maid?"
She quickly gave a blessing to Guixiu and said miserably: "Master is joking, how dare I have such unreasonable thoughts that I deserve to be struck by lightning."
The ghost cultivator threw out a small bag of fairy money, "This Chen Pingan will often come to my house as a guest recently. A piece of snow every day is enough to restore you to your previous appearance, and then maintain it for about ten years, so that you don't have to worry about Chen Pingan."
Our Zhu Xian Mansion is a palace of Yama, and we can’t even afford a human concierge.”
She held the bag of fairy money in both hands and bowed to express her gratitude.
Of course she would not really have any thoughts about the young and gentle accountant. No matter whether a woman is beautiful or ugly, when she meets a man, she will definitely like him no matter how good he is. It does not necessarily depend on how good he is.
If it’s not good, then you definitely won’t like her. Yue Lao, who holds the strings for men and women in the world, must be an old naughty boy.
Hong Su, who has black hair on her head but an old face, is just guarding the gate of a lifeless mansion day after day, year after year. It is really boring. She finally sees a young man, so she naturally has to cherish it.
The ghost cultivator, who doesn't like to talk to others, stayed at the door for the first time today, looking at the vast lake scenery beyond Qingxia Island, with a worried look on his face.
Liu Zhimao had a big fight with the old island owner of Tianmu Island before, and the latter almost lost his brains to the white rice porridge he had eaten on Gongliu Island that night. Although the allies on Qingxia Island seemed to have a great morale boost, everyone with a discerning eye knew that
, the Furong Mountain tragedy, whether it was Liu Zhimao's murderous hand behind the scenes or not, Liu Zhimao's road to the throne of the king of the world has been greatly hindered, and he has invisibly lost the support of many small island owners.
.
Because there are two long-standing golden rules in Shujian Lake, one is to help relatives but not to help others, and the other is to help the weak and not to help the strong.
Therefore, the atmosphere on Qingxia Island has been a bit solemn in recent days, and the banquets on the twelve major islands have been reduced a lot.
Chen Ping'an still often visits Zhuxian Mansion, Yuegou Island and Yuhu Island. Yu Hui on Yuegou Island is the easiest to talk to, and the business is the smoothest. The great monk of the Yin and Yang family on Yuhu Island is also good. Although he talks
Although he is not on the warm side, his business style of talking to each other makes Chen Pingan more acceptable. However, the ghost cultivator surnamed Ma, who has the lowest cultivation level, is still bitten to death. Unless Chen Pingan can convince Liu Chongrun of Zhuchai Island, otherwise he will be killed.
There is no need to talk, so Chen Pingan is like a matchmaker, running to Zhuchai Island from time to time. Liu Chongrun is more stubborn than the ghost cultivator. You Chen Pingan, don't mention the meal carrier, he is a distinguished guest of Zhuchai Island, over there at Baozhu Pavilion
A beautiful girl with good wine and tea, the position is vacant, but if she works as a lobbyist for a handyman bitch who used to be Liu's royal family, she won't even have to enter the mountain gate of Zhuchai Island.
The stubborn Chen Ping'an really refused to cross the mountain gate. He would say a few words to Liu Chongrun at the ferry and then punt back.
In fact, the two of them could have a chat. During the nearly three hundred years of wandering around Ouhua Paradise, they had seen many official and royal affairs, but now Chen Ping'an didn't want to be distracted and couldn't tell them apart.
Heart. When he leaves Shujian Lake one day in the future, Chen Pingan will definitely visit Zhuchai Island and ask Liu Chongrun, the female cultivator who almost became the first female emperor of Aquarius Continent, some of his doubts.
However, the ghost cultivator surnamed Ma did not succeed in begging for those ghosts, but it was more meaningful to learn some ghost techniques with each other than with Yu Gui, who could chat nonsense for two hours. As for the Yin Yang monks on Yuhu Island
, Smiling, Chen Ping'an couldn't open his mouth even if he wanted to talk, so Chen Ping'an still went to Zhu Xian's Mansion more often, and they were all in Qingxia Island. After dinner, he often didn't understand something yet, and he just looked up.
almost there.
That day, Chen Ping'an had just gone to the sword room to collect a secret letter from Feijian at dusk, so he came to Zhu Xian Mansion to relax.
Fan Junmao from Old Dragon City responded to the letter, but it was just four words and no comment.
Chen Ping'an didn't know what to do.
The future Great Li Nanyue Zhengshen will be equal to Wei Bo as the first-class god in the continent, not to mention Fan Junmao is much more narrow-minded than Wei Bo and cannot be offended.
However, Chen Pingan wrote clearly in the letter he sent at that time that since he, Chen Pingan, was asking for help, and the two parties were doing business, Fan Junmao logically said that this should not be the case.
Chen Ping'an still greeted the "old woman" at the concierge today and then went to find Guixiu named Ma.
She didn't stop or talk too much. Her appearance had returned to the red color of a forty-year-old woman, and she didn't feel lost. She felt that this was good. Inexplicably, it made her feel more comfortable.
After Chen Pingan left Zhu Xian's mansion that day, he found Gu Can and Xiao Nili standing at the end of the path. He asked Chen Pingan if he was free tonight. Gu Can said that his mother had cooked home-cooked meals again.
Chen Ping'an said that he couldn't do it tonight, and he had to go to two islands far away from Qingxia Island to have a look. It would be very late when he came back, and even midnight snacks would be out of the question.
Gu Can was a little disappointed.
Chen Pingan said nothing more.
Gu Can sent Chen Pingan outside the house at the mountain gate and suddenly asked: "Chen Pingan, you actually have some opinions about my mother, right?"
Chen Pingan rubbed his head and said, "Don't think too much about these. If there are really things and problems, I will find time and opportunity to talk to your aunt, but on your side, I will never say anything bad about your mother.
Good words."
Gu Can didn't seem to understand, so he left with Little Loach.
Chen Pingan walked back to the house and buried himself in the desk.
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Inside a high-rise building in Chishui City.
Cui Chan dropped a secret letter.
Cui Chan rubbed his eyebrows and thought carefully.
Cui Dongshan still stayed in the golden thunder pool, never leaving a step, but at the moment he was imitating Chen Ping'an's heaven and earth stakes.
The trend of world affairs and the ups and downs of people's hearts can be traced. This has always been a personal knowledge that Cui Chan has studied deeply.
Cui Chan said to himself: "On the one hand, Chen Ping'an came earlier than expected. This is because Gu Tao's brain, and of course Chen Ping'an's, are better than the Embroidered River Water God, which made Ruan Xiu and Gu Can appear on the slips.
The possibility of losing both sides has been nipped in the bud. But this is part of Chen Pingan's plan to break the situation. Even if you are not here, I will not stop it."
"On the other hand, I slightly underestimated Gu Can's determination and did not act rashly. I directly drove the loach that night to provoke Ruan Xiu. As for Ruan Xiu's affection for Chen Ping'an, my attention was diverted from the loach.
, and the ambition of Liu Laocheng, the master of Gongliu Island, are both greater than I imagined, and these are all big variables."
"According to the derivation of the incident in Qilong Lane, we can roughly draw a conclusion that Ruan Xiu is an existence that the old god attaches great importance to, even more important than Li Liu and Fan Junmao. It is very possible that she was the original
She is one of the great spirits of Shinto, so she can see the karma and retribution of a person. With her presence, Chen Ping'an knew the imperial examination questions in advance. The fourth difficulty was countless. It could almost reduce half of the difficulty. But
I still let Ruan Xiu, who made many excuses and refused to move in Lutong City, just stay in Shujian Lake, so that you will be convinced of your defeat."
Having said this, Cui Chan looked at Cui Dongshan with a smile.
Although Liu Laocheng secretly entered the realm of Shujian Lake, he still did not communicate with Dali spies through any channels.
This shows that Liu Laocheng, a wild cultivator of the Upper Five Realms, had already planned to risk everything after getting involved with Xun Yuan, the old leader of the Jade Guizong Sect, and chose to bet all the property in Shujian Lake to serve as the Yugui Sect's foundation for the lower sect's mountain gate.
The name of Shujian Lake, generally speaking, is that Liu Zhimao from Qingxia Island dominates Shujian Lake, Liu Laocheng is the owner of Gongliu Island, and there are many old relationships hidden under the water. As long as the next sect of Yugui Zong chooses Shujian Lake
, Liu Laocheng did not lose anything, and still made a small profit. It was just that the big head was obtained by Liu Zhimao and the Dali Song family behind the scenes. It was just that Shanze Yexiu was born, and the outcome was 50-50 in a great bet. Who wouldn’t bet on it?
? Not to mention Liu Laocheng, the number one wild cultivator in Aquarius Mountain, and Liu Zhimao, even though he has already matured, but facing Liu Laocheng who is deeply rooted in Shujian Lake, once the latter disrupts the situation, the former may not be willing to die together.
This is the general trend.
Liu Laocheng has it.
One person has a unique share of the situation.
How difficult it is.
Liu Zhimao is still far behind. Half of the credit is due to his apprentice Gu Can and a beast. The momentum accumulated bit by bit by a woman running a house can be compared to an old man like Liu Laocheng who can fight his way out alone.
Bastard comparison? His cultivation, character, and skills are all on the same level. Give Liu Zhimao another hundred or two hundred years to manage his territory and accumulate connections, and then he must reach the upper five realms, which is about the same.
On the other hand, Liu Laocheng is, after all, a hero that Cui Chang himself admires.
Cui Dongshan walked upside down and said casually: "If Ruan Xiu stays in Shujian Lake, you can still follow the trend. The variables caused by the spontaneous growth of one or two key chess pieces will not affect the overall situation at all, and you can also reverse the trend you want.
Go in."
Cui Dongshan turned around, stood up again, and said with a nonchalant expression: "Just find an excuse for those named Song and tell them to leave Lutong City as soon as possible."
Cui Chan asked with a smile: "Why is this? It's obviously your small profit, so you don't want this?"
Cui Dongshan rubbed his cheek vigorously, "Of course I want to make a big gamble! If I lose, I will lose all my money. If I win, I will also leave the Cliff Academy and plan the general trend south of Aquarius Continent for you."
At this time, Cui Yi was really confused and had to ask: "Why is this?"
Cui Dongshan said in a rogue manner: "I like it! I just like to see you calculating all over again, only to find out that you made a mistake."
Cui Chan laughed loudly, "Then you will be disappointed."
Cui Dongshan punched him hard, and it was his turn to ask "Why?"
Cui Chan smiled and said, "You can take a guess."
Cui Dongshan suddenly asked: "If Liu Laocheng takes action and kills Gu Can, wouldn't this end be an anticlimax?"
Cui Chen asked back: "Am I the one who really needs to worry? Isn't it you?"
Cui Dongshan chuckled.
Cui Yi smiled slightly, "Then I have to say something that will make the scenery worse. If Chen Ping'an starts to face the countless ghosts of unjust deaths calmly, there will definitely be all kinds of interesting things, even if there is only one evil thing among them.
, or a living relative of Yinwu asked Chen Pingan face to face, "Apology? No need. Compensation? No need. I just want to exchange my life for my life, can I do it?" At that time, how should Chen Pingan handle himself?
How should I live in this place of my heart? This is just one of countless difficulties."
Cui Dongshan jumped up and down, covering his ears with his hands, "If you don't listen, don't listen. The old bastard chanting sutras is really unpleasant."
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Over there at the concierge of Zhu Xian Mansion.
On this day, Chen Pingan was sitting on the threshold. The woman named Hongsu, for some reason, no longer relied on absorbing the spiritual energy of a piece of snow money every day to maintain her appearance, so she quickly returned to the old woman's appearance when they first met.
Then on this day, Chen Ping'an suddenly took out a pen and paper and said with a smile that he wanted to ask her about some old memories. He didn't know if it was appropriate. He had no other intention and asked her not to misunderstand.
Before answering the question, she stood at the door of the dark room and asked with a smile: "Mr. Chen, are you really a novelist among hundreds of schools of thought?"
Chen Pingan shook his head and said: "I'm not, but I have a friend who likes to write landscape travel notes and writes very well. I hope I can share some of my knowledge with this friend when I meet him again in the future, or write it down.
Get some and show them directly to him."
She twisted her skirt, walked quickly to Chen Pingan, and asked, "Can you sit down?"
Chen Pingan said helplessly: "This is your home."
She smiled and sat down, still some distance away from Chen Pingan.
She was a little embarrassed and said: "Mr. Chen, I told you in advance that I don't have too many stories to tell. I think Mr. Chen will be disappointed after hearing this. Also, my name can really appear in a book."
In the book?”
Chen Pingan smiled and said: "Of course, as long as you don't mind. And after we finish talking, you must remember to remind me which stories can be written, which cannot be written, and which people and things should be written more or less.
, I will tell that friend one by one when the time comes."
She clenched her hands on her knees and looked very energetic.
Chen Pingan looked at her with a smile on his face, his eyes were gentle and clear, as if he was seeing a good girl.
She quickly stood up, gave a cheerful and playful Wan Fu, and then sat down with a smile on her face.
As she recounted her story, she actually remembered many people and things that she thought she had forgotten.
Chen Pingan wrote them down one by one.
Occasionally, when she said she was tired, she would not feel anything wrong at all, and would just look straight at the pale-faced accountant, lowering her head and writing seriously.
Finally, Chen Pingan put away the pen and paper and thanked him with fists in his hands.
She covered her mouth and smiled sweetly, then reminded in a low voice: "Mr. Chen, remember to tell your friend that you must engrave and publish a book. If it doesn't work, I can give you a few snowflakes."
Chen Ping'an frowned and said, "How dare you take such unconscionable money? Don't worry, my friend still has the money. Besides, you have to believe in his writing ability. There must be a bookstore willing to pay for it.
"
After Chen Pingan left.
The "old woman" the concierge was still smiling, and she couldn't help but jump up and down.
As a result, I found Master Zhu Xianfu standing next to me.
She quickly suppressed her smile.
Unexpectedly, the old-fashioned and stern old man asked a question, "You can tell Chen Ping'an later that you can write the story about me and the eldest princess Liu Chongrun. As long as he is willing to write it, I will give you a small summer coin as a reward."
"
She said timidly: "What if I can't convince Mr. Chen? Will the master punish me?"
The ghost cultivator surnamed Ma cursed and strode around to cross the threshold, "That means he is blind and deaf, which has nothing to do with an ugly monster like you. Damn it, your trivial upbringing can be as heart-wrenching as the grudges and grudges between me and Liu Chongrun.
Than? Chen Pingan is not a fool..."
Having said this, Gui Xiu coughed, turned his head and said, "When you mention this to Chen Ping'an, remember to speak well and rub him the wrong way."
She was relieved and nodded vigorously.
Then she became a little puzzled. Huh? When did her master become so reasonable?