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"It won't take much time!"

"I really can't get out of the air!"

"Alright! Excuse me! ”

Doodle! Doodle!

Listening to the sound of the phone hanging up, Fang Nan had a big head.

"She's not going to be angry, is she? But I do have something! ”

"Women are trouble! I won't talk about my girlfriend if I kill him in the future! ”

Think about the women you meet, it seems that most of them are very troublesome, either harming themselves, or pestering themselves, or they are inexplicably angry with themselves.

"The more beautiful a woman is, the more she can deceive! The master will not deceive me! ”

Inevitably, Fang Nan thought of his first girlfriend, Miao Shanshan.

Most of my original predicament was due to the other party, and I haven't thanked her properly.

"When things are arranged, it's time to settle this grievance!"

When Fang Nan thought of Miao Shanshan, he couldn't help but feel a wave of anger in his heart, he was really deceived so badly!

Especially through repaying debts, Fang Nan knew Miao Shanshan's vicious intentions, and completely put him to death.

At this time, Fang Nan also remembered that he still had a loan shark that he hadn't repaid.

"This loan shark is really irresponsible, and he hasn't contacted me for more than a month!"

Thinking of loan sharks, Fang Nan couldn't help but complain.

So Fang Nan took the opportunity to dial the phone number of the cow master again to see when the debt would be resolved.

……

Narumi City

Bubai Town

Far from the central street, an old mansion seems to have been rummaged through the dust of history.

Rao Xianming wore a clean and neat suit, a spotless white shirt, a pair of brown casual leather shoes, and a head covered with silver filigree, walking briskly in the corridor full of rotten leaves.

In the depths of the corridor, there is an antique wooden door, mottled with red paint, eroded wood by wind and frost, and black mold, which is full of historical vicissitudes as a whole.

There is only one strange thing, that is, the window paper that has been glued to the inside of the door, although it is also old, there is not a single piece of damage, mold, and cracks.

Rao Xianming, who walked to the door, first raised his wrinkled face, looked around vigilantly, and waited for a moment before knocking lightly on the door.

Bang bang!

Rao Xianming bent his fingers, and his knuckles gently knocked on the wooden door three times, shaking off a little upturned patent leather on the door, floating dust, and then lowered his head again and stood in front of the door.

He didn't seem to care if the people inside the door heard it, or he was sure that the other party would definitely hear it.

This wait was more than ten minutes, and Rao Xianming kept his head down, motionless, and respectful throughout the whole process.

Creak!

The old wooden door was opened from the inside with a gap large enough for one person to pass through.

As soon as the door opened, Rao Xianming stepped in without hesitation, his waist sank, and his figure looked more and more respectful.

When you step inside the door, your eyes can't help but be dark.

There was only a three-inch-wide wooden window in the room, also covered with yellowed rice paper, which let out a dim light.

It is a separate single room, with dim sunlight and damp walls, making it look like an old prison cell.

Rao Xianming blinked, slightly adjusted to the light in some of the room, and then continued to move forward.

The door behind him creaked and slammed shut.

Rao Xianming didn't look back, and he didn't show an expression of surprise because the wooden door was closed by no one.

There was only reverent deference on his face, and everything seemed to be in order.

The whole room is about forty or fifty square meters, old green bricks can be seen on the four walls, and there is an offering table on the wall near the north, on which are shriveled candied fruits and other tributes, and three of them are printed steamed buns, which have been covered with penicillium.

On the offering table is a bronze incense burner with two ears and three legs, and a stick of sandalwood is inserted in the furnace, which is burning to the root at this time.

Rao Xianming walked three steps to the offering table and stopped.

It was only when the sandalwood in the incense burner was about to burn out that he continued to step forward, picked up a new sandalwood from the corner of the table, held it in his hand and bent down to bow three times.

When he looked up, the sandalwood in his hand had already spontaneously combusted without fire, and wisps of green smoke were emitting.

Rao Xianming still looked respectful, and put the sandalwood in his hand into the bronze incense burner in a proper manner.

Sandalwood had just been inserted into the bronze incense burner, and a majestic, heavy, old-sounding voice sounded in the small room.

"Xianming, what are you here for today?"

Hearing the voice, Rao Xianming hurriedly knelt on the dusty ground, as if an ancient servant had seen the emperor.

"Master, the sacrifices you want have been prepared, the villain wants to ask, when will they be sent to you?"

Rao Xianming put his forehead on the ground and said respectfully.

The unknown existence did not directly answer Rao Xianming's inquiry, and criticized it.

"How many times have I told you not to kneel! Why are you still like this? This is not the case! ”

The unknown criticism did not make Rao Xianming change in the slightest, and he still knelt respectfully on the ground.

"There is a difference between master and servant, and the slave does not dare to cross the slightest!"

"Alas! You! It's been more than 100 years, and it's still the same! ”

The Unknown Existence sighed helplessly.

"Thank you, Master for compliment!"

There was a hint of joy in Rao Xianming's tone.

Looking at Rao Xianming's appearance, the unknown existence probably knew that it was useless to say more, so he no longer mentioned this matter, but answered the question Rao Xianming raised at the beginning.

"Since the sacrifices are ready, let's transport them over, and it's almost time for me to replenish them!"

"This time, just in case, the minions have prepared a few more sacrifices. What should the slave do if he wants to ask the master? ”

"In a month's time, let's ship it together!"

"The minions obey."

After Rao Xianming finished speaking, he got up and said goodbye to the slave, and then walked backwards out of the room.

After a long time, there was a long sigh in the room.

"It's the ninth time! Alas! ”

……

"A month later, Narumi City!"

Fang Nan hung up the phone of the cow master, and really didn't know how to describe this loan shark company in his heart.

He is as gentle as a servant of the people.

He borrowed money, just like supporting poor rural households to start their own businesses, a microfinance fund!

I'm not in a hurry to ask for money at all, as if I have money to give, and if I don't have money, I can wait, and don't worry about paying it back.

"No matter what weirdness it is, it doesn't matter if you pay back the money!"

Fang Nan must repay the money, not because he was afraid that the loan shark would trouble him later, but because he was afraid of making trouble with his family.

In order to avoid a little harassment for his family, he doesn't care about this money now anyway.

Fang Nan, who put away the phone, returned to his room and entered the cultivation state.

The night passed quickly in the cultivation.

Fang Nan woke up early in the morning from his cultivation, finished washing, and began to make milk tea.

He was going to go to the cultivation room on Reed Island at night to break through, and this breakthrough might take a few days, so he had to prepare a few days of milk tea in advance.

At nearly eight o'clock, Fang Nan simply made a few breakfasts for the three people who got up in a daze.

I took care of myself and continued to make milk tea in another room.

After eating, Fang Qian did not go out to play as usual, but walked into Fang Nan's milk tea making room curiously.

"Brother, can I see how you do it?"

Fang Nan glanced back, Fang Qian, who was still wearing pajamas, raised his eyebrows and said, "What, do you want to learn?" Aren't you not interested in this? ”