Soon, things were ready.

It was also afternoon.

The sun is setting in the west.

Zhang Wen changed into a robe.

The brand-new Taoist robe was made by Mrs. Su for Zhang Wen on the spot, which was not only fast, but also very good.

A long table covered with a yellow cloth.

Light three sticks of incense.

The people of the entire Su Mansion gathered here, and in Zhang Wen's words, there were many people who were popular and could break spells.

There is only some credibility in this statement.

In the face of some ghost ghosts, this method can be used to force the ghost back by popularity, but the problem on Su Fatzi is obviously not caused by the ghost.

Zhang Wen was wearing a well-fitting robe, carrying a peachwood sword, and closed his eyes.

Twenty minutes passed, and Zhang Wen was still motionless.

"Dao Chief, how's it going?" Mrs. Su asked.

Su Fatzi, who was supported by her, was tired and his legs were weak, he had vomited this morning, and his back hurt at this time, so he had to be supported by two people.

"It's coming!"

Zhang Wen didn't open his eyes and said, "I'm capturing the purple qi in the sky." ”

He suddenly raised his sword, and the peachwood sword pointed at the sky: "Ziwei Starlight was invited by me to give divine power to destroy demons and evils!" ”

On tiptoe, Zhang Wen turned over on the spot, and immediately brushed a set of undisciplined sword moves, but because he has a solid foundation and solid martial arts, he really compares it, and ordinary ordinary people can't see the truth or falsehood.

But let Zhang Wen do the same thing again, he won't.

Sword stop.

Zhang Wen leaned on his sword: "Okay, you're a demon, a little Taoist!" ”

He opened his eyes and said, "Zhang has already done a battle with the demon just now, although its strength is not good, but it is very cunning, Mr. Su waits, Zhang will destroy it!" ”

Since Zhang Wen set the table, there was a figure in the crowd, quietly watching Zhang Wen.

He watched Zhang Wen set up an altar with no rules to speak of, and read a limerick poem that was randomly compiled when he heard it, except for those few actions that were a bit eye-catching, it was completely a pit person.

Especially when he heard Zhang Wen say that he had a fight with demons, he pouted with disdain.

Liars, complete liars!

But the next moment, under the gaze of everyone, Zhang Wen suddenly jumped into the air, flying as high as the eaves, condescending, and his momentum spread.

Rumble!

There was a great deal of pressure on the people present.

The expression of the figure hiding in the crowd also became very ugly, and his legs and stomach were a little weak!

The wooden sword dragged the sunlight and stabbed at Su Fatzi.

When there was still a finger of distance left, the peachwood sword stopped.

Zhang Wen landed lightly, played a sword flower, and put away the sword.

"Boom!" Su Fat Man was frightened and sat on the ground with his buttocks.

"This, this ......" Mrs. Su said incoherently.

The subordinates hurriedly went to help Su Fatzi.

Zhang Wen shook his head and said, "That demon is very dexterous, but I have seriously injured it just now, and Mr. Su should be fine in a short time." ”

Mrs. Su nodded sluggishly.

The others were still immersed in the ethereal temperament of Zhang Wenru's sword just now.

Zhang Wen said helplessly: "What are you still doing in a daze, hurry up and cook and give Mr. Su dinner!" ”

"Yes, eat!" Everyone suddenly realized.

Su Fat also howled: "I want to eat!" ”

The people of the entire Su Province were mobilized, and the cooks were busy.

Zhang Wen was invited to sit down and prepare to eat together.

A plate of delicacies was served on the table, and Su Fatzi held his chopsticks and looked at his wife on the side.

"This ......"

"Yes, it's meat!" Mrs. Su nodded in affirmation.

"Eat!"

Su Fatzi picked up a chopstick and stuffed it into his mouth, his fat mouth was stuffed, and oil splashed out.

Hungry and saved, he was finally able to eat a good meal, and Su Fat opened his stomach.

Su Fatzi said: "By the way, invite Mr. Huang over!" ”

Mrs. Su also nodded: "Yes, yes, invite Mr. Huang quickly." ”

Mr. Huang, not tall, wears a small felt hat and has a smile on his face.

When he walks, his head pokes forward, and he has a bit of a thief's eyebrows.

Mrs. Su introduced Zhang Wen: "This Mr. Huang is a must-tell storyteller. ”

"Today, I'm going to tell you a paragraph, Taoyuan Three Knots." Mr. Huang cleared his throat and opened his mouth to come.

Zhang Wen looked at him and looked at him.

He was not interested in storytelling and singing, but when he looked at him, Mr. Huang was extremely uncomfortable.

After Su Fatzi listened leisurely, Zhang Wen poured a basin of cold water and said, "Mr. Su, I advise you to eat less of these easily digestible things, and it is better to eat more white flour steamed buns." ”

"Huh? Why? Su Fatzi asked.

Zhang Wen explained: "That demon hasn't been caught yet, if it still has the intention of harming people, what will Mr. Su eat at his next meal, who knows?" ”

"Mr. Zhang, you must save my master!"

"Yes, Mr. Zhang!"

"Of course." Zhang Wen said: "But there are only a thousand days to be a thief, how can there be a thousand days to prevent thieves, Zhang can't live in Su Mansion all the time, follow Mr. Su's side, isn't it?" ”

"This, this ......" Su Fatzi knew that this was the reason.

Mrs. Su said: "Dao Chief, if you have any requirements, as long as our Su family can do it, we will do our best." ”

"That's what I said." Zhang Wen shook his head: "I am friends with Mr. Su, and I will never do anything to rob while the fire is hot, or let me take a look around Su's Mansion, maybe I can find a way to crack it." ”

"Okay, Dao Chief, you can turn around!" Mrs. Su immediately said, "You can go anywhere!" ”

"After all, this is Su Mansion, and I am not an outsider who is not easy to mess around." Zhang Wen stretched out his hand and pointed at Mr. Huang, who was telling the story, and said, "Mr. Huang should be very familiar with Su Mansion, why don't you let Mr. Huang accompany me?" ”

Mr. Huang, who was pointed at, was stunned and froze there, forgetting to say anything about the book.

"Good!" Mrs. Su nodded immediately, and she turned her head and said, "Mr. Huang, I'm sorry for you." ”

Mr. Storyteller, in the final analysis, is just a member of the family.

Mr. Huang, who was telling the story, did not dare to refuse, and nodded yes.

After a full meal, Mr. Su comfortably went back to his room to sleep.

Zhang Wen and Mr. Huang walked around Su Mansion together.

"Dao Chief, where do you want to go first?" Mr. Huang asked: "Su Mansion is not small, it is not easy to go shopping this afternoon." ”

"Mr. Huang." Zhang Wen stood still and asked, "Do you have a grudge against the Su family?" ”

"Hehe, what do you say?" Mr. Huang smiled dryly: "I can tell stories in Su Mansion, and I receive a large amount of monthly money every month, all of which are taken care of by Mr. Su, and the Su family is kind to me and has no hatred." ”

Zhang Wen didn't speak, just looked at Mr. Huang, who was telling the story, quietly.

Mr. Huang knew that he couldn't be fooled, and his face suddenly became hideous: "The family surnamed Su is not a good person, Su Fat likes to eat the cubs of wild beasts in the mountains, and his wife also likes to peel skin and make clothes, which is even worse than our monsters!" ”

He changed the conversation and said, "I also want to thank the Taoist for sparing his life, what the Taoist did this afternoon was to warn me, right?" ”

"Warning?"

Zhang Wen did such a set in order to tell Su Fatzi that this matter is not easy to solve, otherwise it is difficult to say whether the weasel in front of him can block his sword.

Only the more trouble Su Fatzi experienced, the more grateful he would be, and the higher the price he was willing to pay, which Zhang Wen learned from Mao Shanming.

Zhang Wen said: "It was not a warning just now, it was a display. ”

"Display?"

"Yes, what I sold him is my ability, I have to give him a chance to get him to agree with the price I gave."

Zhang Wen raised his hand and patted Mr. Huang's shoulder: "Daxian, don't say so much, let's discuss." ”

"Speak, please."

"I asked Mr. Su to stop eating meat and killing, and you can help me make trouble for another half a month."

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