Inner City.

Inside a luxurious house.

A middle-aged man whose face could not be seen clearly sat quietly on the couch, and in front of him stood a black-clad masked man with a respectful face.

"You said the person who told the story is missing, and so is the person in charge of the investigation?"

The middle-aged man who couldn't see his face clearly spoke flatly, and there was no joy or sadness in his tone.

However, the man in black was serious, lowered his head and replied: "Yes, my lord, the two of them have disappeared without the slightest trace, as if the world has evaporated." ”

The middle-aged man was silent when he heard this, and after a while, he spoke calmly again: "Is there any unusual behavior over there in the Hou Mansion?"

The man in black: "Back to the lord's words, Neiko sent back the news, and everything is as usual in the Hou Mansion." ”

"Well, since everything is normal in the Hou Mansion, the letter naturally did not arrive. ”

The middle-aged man groaned: "Send more people to investigate, be sure to intercept the letter, I hope that your shadow guard will not miss it again this time, otherwise..." Hehe. ”

Although he didn't say anything specifically threatening, the man in black felt cold all over, and cold sweat continued to ooze from his forehead.

Swallowing hard, he tried his best to be calm and more confident, and replied: "Yes! ”

The middle-aged man didn't speak, but slowly picked up the tea on the table and took a sip.

Seeing this, the man in black respectfully bowed his hand and slowly retreated.

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Old alley.

In the small courtyard of green jujube.

Lin Xuan, who had completed a day's cultivation, was moving his hands and feet, giggling and fighting.

Today he didn't need to kill pigs, but he was used to getting up early, and when he slept in, he found that he couldn't sleep, so he could only be an early bird.

He didn't practice boxing and foot exercises.

But his strong physique makes his every move have great power, and every time he hits the air, it crackles.

After a blind ** practice, Lin Xuan went to take a bath refreshed, and then made breakfast.

When killing pigs, there is a breakfast meal from the owner's house, but if you don't kill the pigs, you have to do it yourself.

Fortunately, Lin Xuan is not picky about what he eats, so he can just order millet porridge with pickles, and he will do it.

With the Nine Turns Golden Pill, he doesn't need to worry about the supply of qi and blood, he just needs to eat enough and not be hungry.

Unlike those ordinary martial artists, if the food is not good, the qi and blood in the body will not only not be able to grow, but will continue to fade.

That's why it's said that practicing martial arts burns money.

After all, every move will be consumed, let alone doing things with people, and the consumption is even more exaggerated.

Consumption has to be replenished, and if the body needs to keep up with the supplies, it will be light if it continues to subside.

If it's serious, you may fall into the realm!

But Lin Xuan, who had a plug-in to kill the immortal thing in seconds, never needed to think about this.

Although after a month of absorption, the fragments of the Nine Turns Golden Pill finally became a little smaller, but this was not even one percent of the total volume.

He won't have to worry about this for a long time to come.

And there is a little plug-in, he needs to worry about cultivation resources?

I don't know if next time he will refresh a full version of the Nine Turns Golden Pill, and he will be able to directly cultivate to the realm of immortals.

"Hey~ Actually, I also want to fight like ordinary martial artists, worrying about resources, but our little plug-in, it doesn't allow it!"

Exiting the inner look, Lin Xuan couldn't help shaking his head and sighing, his face full of regret.

At this moment, he was almost overwhelmed by regret, like a frustrated candidate.

The pig has no killing, the martial arts have not been practiced, and the book has been read again, what else can I do besides pretending to be forced?

"Why don't you go to Goolan later?" Didn't Oiran say to make tea to greet you?"

After nearly a month, the throbbing that was suppressed was ready to move again, and the vigorous martial arts spirit and blood could always remind people of some youthful things.

But before he could think deeply, there was a knock on the closed courtyard door.

Knock knock!

This time the knock was heavier than Da Zhuang's, and the old courtyard door was shaky.

Lin Xuan saw that this was okay, gathered his mind and quickly stepped forward to open the door.

The people outside didn't expect the door to open so quickly, and the center of gravity fell in with an unstable center.

"Ouch~"

Slamming on the ground, the knocker snorted in pain.

Lin Xuan kept his eyes cold, and he didn't mean to support the other party.

I almost knocked on my own door, and it's good if I don't teach him a lesson, and I still want him to help people?

Step on you and you'll have a share.

However, the person who knocked on the door also had a companion, and a man who was also dressed as a subordinate was stunned, and quickly stepped forward to help him up.

In addition to these two subordinates, there was also a middle-aged man dressed as an outsider standing at the door.

This middle-aged man has a fat head and big ears, is dressed in exquisite satin, and plays with two fine walnuts in his hands.

Just from the appearance, I know that this person is a local tyrant and nouveau riche, and he has two money in his hands.

He saw that the wrestling of the subordinates he brought did not change in the slightest, but he just turned the walnut and looked at Lin Xuan who was standing under the eaves.

watched silently like this, and then said with a smile: "It's been a long time, I didn't expect Lin Gongzi's demeanor to be better than before!"

Seeing that the other party knew him, Lin Xuan squinted slightly and recalled.

When he saw the other party's big belly, he suddenly had an image.

"I believe that Lin Gongzi has already guessed what I am coming from, so please pay the rent. ”

The middle-aged tyrant turned the walnut with a charitable smile on his face.

"Rent?"

Lin Xuan repeated it when he heard this.

"Well, rent. ”

The middle-aged tyrant smiled and nodded: "The one-year rent I paid last time is due today, if Lin Gongzi still wants to continue renting, he has to pay the rent, of course, not the other way around." ”

Lin Xuan's relatives had indeed only paid a year's rent before, and now they did have to give it.

Lin Xuan also remembered this, so after thinking about it, he said, "I really should pay it, I don't know what my annual rent for this house is?"

The middle-aged tyrant still has a charitable face: "If you make two taels a month, it will be twenty-four taels a year." But if you are a relative of Lord Xu, you can just collect a whole number of twenty taels. ”

Twenty taels is equivalent to two thousand Wen, and renting a house with a yard for a year is indeed not expensive, and it is even a little cheap.

However, Lin Xuan often went to eat otherworldly food, and although he had a little spare money in his pocket, he didn't even have half of it.

Even if he didn't raise the price to collect Ye Li's pigs before, it would not be enough, after all, it was not much higher, and more than 20 pigs would be like this for one or two taels of silver.

"What's wrong?

The subordinate who wrestled just now relieved himself, and now seeing that Lin Xuan was silent, he immediately jumped out to speak for his master.

is worthy of a professional dog's legs, and the dog is full of dog-like appearance.

The middle-aged tyrant did not stop the dogleg from speaking, but turned the walnut with a smile, as if the matter had nothing to do with him.

Lin Xuan glanced at the dog's leg, and arched his hand towards the middle-aged local tyrant: "I will definitely give the money, but I have been a little tight recently, I don't know if Boss Chen's side can give a few days?"

"If you say grace, you will be lenient?!"

Dogleg jumped out again, as if it were his own money.

Lin Xuan treated him like a dog barking before, so he didn't pay attention to it.

But the other party kept chattering, and he was a little annoyed!

Without the slightest word, just a look, the dog leg was frightened and hurriedly retreated, and almost fell to the ground again.

The middle-aged local tyrant narrowed his eyes when he saw this, and stood between the two without a trace.

can keep his family wealth, he naturally has courage, and he is also a seventh-order martial artist.

When Lin Xuan saw the other party's movements, he withdrew a trace of qi and blood that was emanating, and he was still the ordinary pig killer.

But this time, the doglegs didn't dare to bark anymore, and honestly stayed behind their master.

fell into a brief calm, and the middle-aged tyrant once again resurfaced with a charitable smile.

"Since Lin Gongzi has been short of money recently, then I will give me a grace period of five days, and I will come back in five days. ”

Lin Xuan thanked him: "Thank you, Boss Chen, I will definitely give it all in five days." ”

"You're welcome. ”

The middle-aged tyrant shook his head with a smile, and left with a dog leg playing with walnuts.

Lin Xuan watched the other party leave, closed the door and walked back home.

After the middle-aged tyrant left, he came to a carriage.

"Miss, I have conveyed all your requests. ”

"What did he say?"

A deep female voice came from inside the carriage, and there was an indescribable meaning in the words.

The middle-aged tyrant replied: "He said that he would give him a grace period of a few days, and he would give it all at that time." ”

"Really?"

The owner of the car asked with a strange question.

"Yes. ”

The middle-aged tyrant nodded respectfully, and then thought about it and told what happened to the dog's legs.

The owner of the car fell silent when he heard this, and only after a while did he order: "I will personally pay attention to this matter, and you can collect the rent as agreed." ”

"Yes! ”

The middle-aged tyrant saluted respectfully again, and left with the dogs waiting on the street.

The curtain of the carriage was slightly opened, and the owner inside looked in the direction of the old alley.

After that, he said to the coachman to go, and the carriage stepped away.

From beginning to end, the person behind the curtain did not show up, and could only see a touch of fiery red from the gap in the curtain that had just been opened.