Happy Mid-Autumn Festival late~

"What a system to shout and scream!" A man who seemed to be a housekeeper came out first.

"Steward Li, I want to see the head of the family." Although the young man was very anxious, he was obviously very afraid of this Steward Li, and he was very reserved.

Zhang Xiaohan doesn't understand this kind of housekeeper management family model, as the head of the family, the trust is not his own family's children, but an outsider, even if his children want to see him, they must be approved by the housekeeper, of course, this refers to the unfavored children.

"It's so late, the master is going to rest, and nothing can wait until tomorrow." There was obvious impatience in Steward Li's tone, and he turned around to leave.

"The head of the family, Junjie has a big event to say, ask the head of the family to see it." The young man was obviously in a hurry, and he didn't even go through Steward Li, and shouted directly.

Zhang Xiaohan looked at it and sighed in his heart, this young man can be regarded as offending his family's housekeeper, he is in his twenties, and he is at the eighth level of Qi cultivation, and his cultivation speed is not slow, but he is obviously not taken seriously in the family.

Even if he has something as a last resort, he has to take care of the face of a housekeeper with real power, hey, young man.

Zhang Xiaohan thought of a person who came over, she still remembered her cautiousness in the Zhang family in Wangyue City, without the cautiousness at that time, she would probably have become a concubine to marry, no, with her character, she would not be a concubine, either die or still die.

In such a memory, the young man had already alarmed the head of the family.

"Junjie, come in." A majestic voice came from the room, and the young man's face was not happy. hurriedly crossed Steward Li, and didn't see a trace of ruthless dissatisfaction on Steward Li's face.

Zhang Xiaohan's consciousness followed in, and the head of the family was a middle-aged man, vaguely similar to the young man, with a majestic complexion, not smiling, looking at the young man expressionlessly.

The young man was obviously very afraid of the head of the house, but there were other things in his heart that made him even more afraid, and when he saw the head of the house, his face was even more panicked.

"What is such a gaffe. I've taught you many times. You are monks, not mortals, and you must be happy and angry in everything. The head of the family came up and did not ask what was the matter, but first criticized a few words. It shows even more that the family does not pay attention to young people.

Young people are obviously used to it, too. There was no dissatisfaction on his face. Instead, he said urgently: "The head of the family, he ...... talented."

After just one sentence of Juncai, the face of the head of the family immediately changed: "What's wrong with Juncai?" ”

The young man looked back at the door. As soon as the head of the family waved his hand to put a prohibition, of course, this prohibition could not stop Zhang Xiaohan's divine sense, and he saw that the panic on the young man's face was even heavier.

"The head of the family, he is handsome...... He ...... "He said two times in a row, but he didn't say the result, his eyes were full of fear, and he finally mustered up his courage: "Juncai he was eaten." ”

"What?" The head of the house shouted: "Eaten? ”

Zhang Xiaohan's heart moved, and then sighed softly, sure enough, the demon cultivator will not be safe when he enters the human cultivator, but he doesn't know if this thing was done by Lieyangzi or by the Qing demon.

"Yes......" The young man was obviously frightened, and he mustered up the courage to say it, but his voice was much lower.

The head of the family obviously didn't believe it, and stared at the young man for a while, and the coercion of the Dan period couldn't help but be exerted, and the young man's legs were trembling.

"What the hell is going on?"

"Yes, I went to the tavern with Juncai to drink, and saw a senior in the Yuan Infant Period, the senior said that Juncai was talented and intelligent, and wanted to accept Juncai as a disciple, but Juncai was not allowed, and after a few words, he said a little stiffly, and the Yuan Infant Senior suddenly became angry, and a wind swept away Juncai, I chased out, and only saw Juncai's clothes outside the city, all of which were ...... Blood. ”

After the young man finished speaking, he patted the storage bag on his waist, and in his hand was a broken gown, Zhang Xiaohan only saw it, and knew why the young man said that Jun Cai was eaten, and anyone who saw such blood stains and broken clothes would have such thoughts.

As soon as the head of the house saw such a garment, his face changed greatly, and he was like a madman, and he frightened the young man to take a step back.

"Juncai!" He almost roared, and then glared at the young man angrily, as if he was about to eat the young man: "Who? Who are you talking about in the Yuan Infant Stage? ”

"No...... I don't know, it's not the ...... of our town" The young man was frightened and stumbled to narrate, Zhang Xiaohan listened for a while, his consciousness was withdrawn, and the three of Feng Lingzi were returning to the inn.

This young man, in the future, his life will be even more sad - he drank with the favored Juncai, and the Juncai was eaten, but he was fine, and the head of the family was hoping that it was he who was eaten at this time.

At such a time, all the mortals rested, but for the monks, there was no difference between day and night, and the three of Feng Lingzi were obviously in good spirits, and even threw a low-grade spirit stone to the guy as a tip.

As soon as he entered the door, Lieyangzi's divine consciousness circled around the inn, and although Zhang Xiaohan's room was forbidden, he also felt that Lieyangzi's divine consciousness stayed outside the room for a while.

Zhang Xiaohan frowned, then calmed down, stretched out his hand to dispel the prohibition, Feng Lingzi and the three of them were going upstairs, feeling that the prohibition in Zhang Xiaohan's room had disappeared, his footsteps paused slightly, and then he walked towards Zhang Xiaohan's room.

The door naturally opened, Zhang Xiaohan sat in the guest room, looking out through the door, Lie Yangzi didn't even look at Zhang Xiaohan's door, and went back to his own room, Qing Demon and Feng Lingzi stood at the door of Zhang Xiaohan's room.

"Sect Master Zhang, are you inviting me?" Along the way, Zhang Xiaohan didn't talk to Feng Lingzi and the three of them, and he and Qing Demon just signed up with each other, and Qing Demon's tone was frivolous.

Zhang Xiaohan's face sank, and his voice was cold: "Yes, Qingdao friend, I am inviting you." The same word, spoken by different people, has completely different meanings.

Qing Demon obviously didn't take Zhang Xiaohan in his eyes, and when he heard this, his eyes fell on Zhang Xiaohan's face lightly, and a peach blossom smile bloomed on his face: "Brother Feng, go back to the room by yourself." As he spoke, he stepped inside.

Feng Lingzi's gaze crossed the Qing Demon and fell on Zhang Xiaohan's face, but seeing that Zhang Xiaohan didn't look at him at all, he hesitated for a moment, looked at the back of the Qing Demon again, and left the door silently.

Qing Demon closed the door with his hand, and put a ban on it, this ban is not the ban of the inn itself, this ban is down, and any movement inside will not be heard from the outside, and with the ban cloth, the temperature of the room seems to have dropped by several degrees.

"Has Zhang Daoyou been waiting for me? I'm sorry to keep you waiting. The demon's voice was hoarse with some charm, and the tip of his tongue licked his lips slightly as he spoke, reminiscent of that kind of thin and cool animal.

Zhang Xiaohan stared at the eyes of the Qing Demon, and his voice was still cold: "It's not too long." (To be continued......)