A monk from Lizhou walked very slowly, and it took him a month to reach the Demon Rejection Island, but he pulled a ferry full of boatwrights halfway through, so when he landed, the momentum was a little great.

When the monks engraved the nameplate, the old man wearing straw sandals stood at the front, there was no way, and the family was in the highest realm.

Seeing Yuan Laohan, who was as old as himself, the old man smiled and quipped: "Yuan Lao'er, I haven't seen you for hundreds of years, have you become like this?" Why did you fall into the realm? Tut-tut, look at this half-dead appearance, it's dying, right? The old man under the crooked neck tree was expressionless, but said: "The old ghost is not in vain, report your name!" The old man smiled: "Leaving the continent, returning to the sea is immeasurable." Yuan Laohan nodded, and wrote the word "old ghost" on one side and Lizhou on the other.

"There is no need for the monk to report to the Shuji Building for the time being, but he has to go to the fisherman's place." Seeing that his identity plate was written on the old ghost, Guihai Wuliang was not angry, but said, "What about Di Tai? Yuan Laohan said: "On the battlefield, tomorrow will be the end of the game." Guihai Wuliang asked again: "Where is Liu Jingxun?" I'm here to change people with him. Yuan Laohan raised his head and sneered: "Am I familiar with you?" You old thing doesn't have eyes? Guihai Wuliang picked up the nameplate, pursed his lips, and took a few steps, but suddenly turned around, and said like an old naughty boy: "Even if she marries you, the person she likes is always me." Old Man Yuan took a deep breath, got up slowly, and said in a deep voice: "Let's fight!" Guihai Wuliang said indifferently: "Yuan Ling in the past could fight with me, but now Yuan Ling is not worthy." The old man went straight to Li Lin, and under a tree, he took out a white chrysanthemum.

The person hanging on the tree is Yuan Lingfa's wife and Deng Huan's grandmother. The old man pinned the chrysanthemum to the tree and said with a smile: "It's okay to be dead, at least I haven't been old!" Look at me and him, what a rotten look has become. "The boatwright came a little abruptly, the Shuji Building just got the news, Liu Jingxun's body can't get out of the customs for the time being, one of the three talisman stand-ins is in the Shuji Building, and the other is a little far away, the stand-in in the market just wanted to go to the west, and was held down by the Hedao who had just landed.

"Boy, do you know that if you had spent more time in that teapot, you would have died?" Liu Jingxuan glanced at the old man, how could he not know, he had just met at the World Conference not long ago, and even a long time ago, he personally spent money to buy a manual in his hand, and Baishui Dongtian had to buy it as long as he went in.

Smiling, Liu Jingxuan shouted: "Shopkeeper Wu, help me get two pots of wine." Soon two pots of wine were brought in, and Liu Jingxun handed out a few and a half taels.

Wu Ye couldn't help but be a little curious, and quipped: "The Emperor hasn't drunk any wine that costs money in the past half a year." Liu Jingxun sighed: "You don't know! I'm going to be crazy and poor now, and it's not an exaggeration to say that the geese have plucked their feathers. Wu Ye nodded,

"I have a deep understanding." The liquor shop industry has been in the industry for nearly 2,000 years, and Wu Ye is the fourth treasurer, and he has never heard of collecting taxes before.

As a result, now, Shujilou has begun to collect taxes in the wine shop, but it is not too dark, and for every spring sold, it only charges ten and a half taels, which is considered a tax of one percent.

On this matter, Liu Jingxuan also specially explained to Yuyanlou and the wine shop, as well as the seven surnamed Fang City. said that the Jingyang Dynasty paid taxes, like famous families like them, at least two percent, earning one spring, the tax money is two five baht.

Seriously, even if you take 20%, it is reasonable, and it is not that you can't take it. But Liu Jingxun's one percent is a bit ...... It's confusing to figure out what he's going to do.

It's definitely not for the one or two springs a year, if that's the case, he Liu Renhuang will go down with a sword and kill a few refining voids.

Liu Jingxun, who had returned to the true realm, had another heroic qi, and it was not too simple to kill and refine the Void Demon Cultivation. Wu Ye looked at the newcomer and always felt a little familiar.

Guihai took a sip of wine and said indifferently: "Boy, when you secretly drank wine and were whipped by your master on the door, I helped you say good things." Wu Ye was taken aback and said in surprise: "Old ghost? Are you all right? The old man nodded and said softly: "Reluctantly, I took a crowded road, the easiest to get on the road, the hardest to get out." Wu Ye clenched his fists and didn't say anything, just quietly looked into the distance and squatted beside Liu Jingxuan.

In fact, as soon as the name of the old ghost is mentioned, Liu Jingxun knows it. It's just that he didn't expect that someone in Hongsheng Mountain had actually come to Demon Rejection Island.

Guihai Wuliang poured another sip of wine, and said in a deep voice: "Back then, my senior brother took the position of sect master from my master, and I went to Demon Rejection Island as an old ghost. It wasn't until hundreds of years ago that my teacher and nephew deceived my teacher and destroyed my ancestors, and I didn't return to Hongsheng Mountain. The people of Demon Rejection Island only know the old ghosts, and they don't know that the sea is immeasurable. As soon as the words changed, the old ghost said in a deep voice: "I'm so angry that you kid said that yin and yang weird!" Liu Jingxun smiled and asked, "I said something wrong?" Seniors do the math, in addition to you, how many of those monks have been to Demon Rejection Island? Since the predecessors have been here, why bother? A clear conscience is sufficient. Guihai said immeasurably: "I really believe in your evil, go see those boatmen, I'll find Zuo's senior." "They are all monks of the Harmony Path, but the gap is also wide.

There are so many ways in the world, choose one of them to go upstairs, and you can go up. But there are some paths that are difficult to go up, and there are also some paths that are relatively not so difficult if you want to go up.

shouted the Year of the Dog, and the two of them fell to the new island together. There are a total of seventy-two shipwrights, and the identity plates have been engraved, and the leader is a middle-aged man who lives in seclusion in Halberd Mountain all the year round.

Liu Jingxun stepped forward and hugged his fists with a smile: "Looking forward to the stars and the moon, I finally looked forward to Mr. Tang." The middle-aged man was also stunned,

"Hey, you kid, aren't you the swordsman who was talking nonsense in the inn back then?" Liu Jingxun remembered this, so he said with a smile: "It's Liu Jingxun." The middle-aged man was stunned,

"And the apprentice you brought?" Liu Jingxun said helplessly: "It is the rumored Shangshu concubine who was snatched away by me, the fiancée of the prince." "Oh, then I understand, it's blind fucking bullshit!

Liu Jingxun didn't see him at that time, but as Cheng Mu's protector at that time, Liu Jingxun's every move was in his eyes, like a disciple?

It's clearly the appearance of a weak scholar. After looking at it again, Mr. Tang felt that the young man in front of him, dressed in white, seemed to be more bookish.

Liu Jingxun asked softly, "Do Mr. Tang and you live on the island or the new island?" The middle-aged man smiled and said, "We, the shipwrights, naturally want to live in the dock." I know that the battle situation is tense, otherwise Tong Wuya would not have sent me a message under the name of Jia Fu, so let's get busy first, and we will have enough rest on the ship for a few months. Liu Jingxun nodded, and Huo Dog Nian waved his hand and dragged everyone towards Xindao.

Soon, he saw several huge mother mechs. Liu Jingxun smiled and pointed downward, and his words became solemn: "These Qin family mecha puppets will help with the work, and the materials used for construction have been placed in the Shuji Building, and they can be used at that time." You will all have the same merits, and although you will not earn as much as you did on the battlefield, you will never earn less than you have earned before. After a pause, Liu Jingxuan asked, "Mr. Tang Du has to leave me with a sentence, how long will it take us to build a warship?" "This middle-aged boatwright, surnamed Tang Mingdu.

"It's just seventy-two of us, five ships a year. But with the help of these puppets, it can be quadrupled. As he spoke, a dome obscured the dock.

Wen Luo came to the wind, and Song Yuanqing was followed by him. There is also a division of labor on the first floor, and the market, receiving and shipping, belongs to Ji Quan.

The three houses in the north, the shipyard, and the exchange of war merits are Song Yuanqing's business. Before Song Yuanqing returned to the second floor, what he needed to do was to supervise and supervise the production.

Wen Luo handed out a drawing and said solemnly: "For the sake of insurance, the drawings can only be read by Tang Daoyou alone." In addition, since you are here, you still need to make a military order for the garrison. Just like Pei Zong's predecessors, he promised that twenty elixirs would be produced in January. Wu Chi's military order is at least one immortal treasure every year. The Great Grandmaster of Dragon and Tiger Mountain has to draw twenty immortal runes every month. Tang Du smiled and said softly: "Okay, as long as the materials are enough, I will guarantee at least one ship a month." Liu Jingxun clenched his fists heavily,

"Mr. Bitter Tang, this is Ji Quan, he is the treasurer of Qiangu in Shujilou, what do you want to take, but the treasury doesn't have it, what is urgently needed, go directly to her and let her find a way." Ji Quan was helpless, and said in his heart, what can I do?

It's nothing more than paying a high price to buy it! After hearing that they were going to live in the dock, Liu Jingxun thought of moving some houses first, which can be regarded as settling down all these shipwrights who came from afar.

After Liu Jingxun left, a young man walked to Tangdu's side and wondered: "Uncle Master seems to have a good sense of him?" Tang Du smiled: "You should know that the relationship between Halberd Mountain and Fan Haishan is very good, and the relationship between Jia Fu and me is not bad." If I want to be a border man, I haven't been a day or two. "And Liu Jingxuan's side, he finally got together and finished one thing.

Even if you can only guarantee twelve ships a year, that less than ten years of hard work can still save up to a hundred warships. Ten thousand steps back, not to mention a hundred warships, only twelve a year, is always enough to pull up another barrier, right?

At that time, more monks below the age of Yuan Infant will be free, and they will be able to arrange other things. So Liu Jingxun was in a good mood today, and he turned back to the house a long time ago.

Now there are Liu Jingxun and Longqiu Tangxi left, and Chu Lian lives permanently. The guard will be changed tomorrow, and Longqiu Tangxi is also out of customs.

She waited in the courtyard, and when she saw Liu Jingxun returning, she said that she wanted to eat hot pot. In fact, Liu Jingxun has been prepared for this matter, and he can be regarded as one of the few people who used his position for personal gain.

The last time the Qingxing Mountain ferry came, there were actually a lot of ingredients, and Jiang Yu personally bought them. It is full of Longqiu Tangxi's favorite food, and a piece of Qiankun jade is full of it.

At night, the pot is steaming. Longqiu Tangxi asked: "Is that child still sad?" Liu Jingxun paused and said softly: "It's very sad, just pretend not to be too sad." "On the battlefield in May, the Song family died a cultivator who was Song Yuandian's father.