"It's hard for a villain to ask himself about a big responsibility." This kind of fat difference, some people can't ask for it.

Many big families will have other courtyards, the master can't do everything himself, and he won't stay in a city all the time, many things still need to be handled by the locals, and being able to become such a steward is definitely the dream of most ordinary cultivators for a lifetime.

As a bandit, Jiang Ze didn't want to do this kind of thing, rather than begging for a living under the hands of others, he would rather be a bandit for the rest of his life.

"You seem to have forgotten who you are." Ji Weiliang cocked his legs, leaned lazily on the table, and looked at Jiang Ze, "The spirit deed has already entered your dantian, you better honestly give *** a job." ”

"The villain did his best."

"Don't be a villain, I don't like villains, and don't call me master, call me boss." Ji Weiliang rubbed her forehead, she started to have a headache again.

"Come on, I'm tired, you put away the spar, I'm going to rest."

The dishes in Xianjulou were also served, and Jiang Ze was sent away, Ji Weiliang took out the magic circle in the closed room, took off the hat, took off his coat casually, sat lazily at the table, and poured himself a glass of wine.

"Life has a hundred flavors and two wines, and I know the warmth and coldness of the world." The wine entered his throat, and Ji Weiliang narrowed his strange left eye, "The acacia flowers in Yucheng don't know what happened." ”

In the past, Ji Weiliang never drank alcohol, but in this world, Ji Weiliang began to drink, maybe because of missing, maybe because of others, wine is a lot better for Ji Weiliang.

From an ordinary person to a Jindan cultivator, she has the ability to fly to the sky, has a status that is admired by thousands of people, and has an unshirkable responsibility.

Of course, rights and responsibilities go hand in hand, and Ji Weiliang has no complaints about this, but what she wants is a simple and ordinary life.

Jiang Ze's hands outside the door were trembling.

A fourth-grade spar is a hundred third-grade spars, take the seventh-grade Qi refining Yu steward as an example, if you don't eat or drink for a year, you can earn fifty third-grade spars, as for Jiang Ze himself, born in a small village, refining qi at the fifth layer, he can save up to ten third-grade spars in a year.

If it weren't for the compulsion of life, he wouldn't have taken people to Tu Tan Mountain to do that capitalless business.

And that "master" is his twenty years of hard work.

Unwilling.

Why?

Why?

Obviously living so hard, cultivating so hard, why is he so much worse?

Got up early and greedy for darkness, was born and died for a spar, and survived countless dangerous dark nights on the pitch-black sea.

Looking at the two fourth-grade spars, Jiang Ze stayed awake all night.

Greed, who can not have it?

If that person didn't make a spiritual contract against him, he could run away at any time, as long as he ran to a place where the person couldn't find it, with his widowed mother, with these two four-grade spars, he could completely worship a better teacher......

Jiang Ze closed his eyes, the countless poor days in the past, all the ups and downs of life he experienced, the scenes kept repeating themselves in his mind, and finally calmed down.

With the spirit contract in his body, he has no freedom, for low-level cultivators, this is a blessing, but for Jiang Ze, this is just a shame and bondage.

The next day, Ji Weiliang didn't go out, Jiang Ze called the door, she just asked him to step down. No \./Wrong \./More\./New '.w'.a'.p'.'.'.c'.o'.m

On the third day, Ji Weiliang still didn't go out, and Jiang Ze called the door and she still asked him to step down.

On the fourth day, Ji Weiliang still didn't go out, and Jiang Ze called the door, but she still refused to go out.

On the fifth day, Ji Weiliang finally opened the door, and Jiang Ze was guarding her door.

"What? Have you found a yard? Ji Weiliang didn't care too much about the two fourth-grade spars at all, she didn't ask about these things in the Ji family, even if she managed Yucheng, she didn't need to deal with these details.

"It's done, you just need the owner, I mean the boss, you can settle it." In the past few days, Jiang Ze has run all the houses that can be sold in Siliu City and found several good yards.

"Well, do you have a map of Siliu City? Come in and talk about it. Ji Weiliang returned to the room and waited to see the room.

Jiang Ze bowed his body, closed the door for Ji Weiliang after entering the door, stood beside Ji Weiliang carefully, took out a rough map of Siliu City, and pointed out a few courtyards that he was more optimistic about.

"Why don't you look for it here?" Ji Weiliang pointed at Siliu. (More exciting on the next page!) )

The northwest corner of the city.

"It's a civilian area, and the cultivators don't live there." Cultivators are disdainful of civilians, how can they be willing to live in the commoners, so that location is already on the periphery of Siliu City, and there is not even a city wall.

"I like places with water and forests, so let's build a house there." Ji Weiliang's preferences have never changed, she likes the kind of place where there are water, trees, and preferably mountains.

"But ......" Jiang Ze didn't know how to build a house, and he didn't know how much land to buy, he grew up in a small fishing village, in addition to practicing, what he knew was nothing more than fishing and robbery, and the most important thing was that he didn't want to do it.

"What, don't know how?" Ji Weiliang smiled.

"Yes, Jiang Ze is incompetent and doesn't know what to do." Jiang Ze frankly admitted that his ability was insufficient, and it was not easy to learn to do things in areas with underdeveloped information, and every link could affect the advancement of everything.

If he could, Jiang Ze would have lost his freedom, but he didn't want to be too capable, otherwise this person would definitely give him more things to do.

Those who are capable work hard, Jiang Ze thinks that he is not a capable person, and he doesn't want to work more.

"Let's go, I'll teach you when I take you. None\./Wrong\./More\./New'.w'.a'.p'.'.c'.o'.m" Ji Weiliang also knows that it will definitely take some effort to cultivate a credible and reliable person, especially this Jiang Ze, who is originally a bandit, how can he not have a temper.

"Yes."

"First thing, straighten your back for me, you are eating on your own, you are not inferior." Ji Weiliang picked up the cone hat on the side and gently put it on himself.

The two left the Drunken Immortal Residence, and Ji Weiliang asked Jiang Ze to take him to visit the officials of Siliu City first.

The noisy streets and tall buildings are enough to make Jiang Ze afraid.

Magic weapons can be seen everywhere, and there are countless cultivators, and there are even several golden pills among them, which makes Jiang Ze even more frightened.

Ji Weiliang was indifferent, and walked into a high-rise building with Jiang Zejing.

"What kind of person, how can you trespass into the Siliu City Mansion!" The guards of Siliu City shouted angrily, and actually scared Jiang Ze, who had fallen into the grass, trembling, and suddenly blushed and embarrassed, and wanted to run away.

Ji Weiliang was too lazy to speak, and just took out a Ling Arrow, which was the token of the Sanpin Spirit Planter, which was common in the cultivator world.

"Ah, it turned out to be Lord Spirit Planter, what do you have to do when you come to the City Affairs Mansion?" The guard guarding the gate changed his face in an instant.

Sanpin Spirit Planter, that is the spirit plant master who can cultivate the Sanpin Spirit Field, and the person who has the ability is a guest no matter where he is, not to mention that there are not many spirit planters, and senior spirit planters are highly sought after.