The two village leaders left, Jiang Haiyan sat on the stool and looked depressed, and the fog on her glasses became heavier and heavier.

"Auntie, don't worry, I'm not going to let people turn this school into a yard." Luoyang comforted Jiang Haiyan.

Jiang Haiyan sighed: "You are a foreigner, can you stop it? You don't know those two people, they are the soil emperors here, and no one in the village dares to oppose them."

Luoyang didn't say much, he took out his Eye of the Feather Blade mobile phone and walked out of the classroom office: "Hey, Uncle Zheng? Well, I'll tell you something......

He prefers to be practical than the kind of person who always brags about how good he is.

Jiang Haiyan heard Luoyang talking about the school, she glanced at Bai Jing, and said curiously, "Who is Mr. Luo talking to?"

Bai Jing said with a smile: "I'm talking to a big leader in the Northern Capital, Mom, don't worry, this matter is not a matter in front of my master, and it will be done with a phone call."

Jiang Haiyan was skeptical: "Your master is so capable?"

"Of course, Mom, let me tell you, my master not only knows the great leader of the Northern Capital, he is a brother and sister to the prince of Sabah, and the former commander of the beautiful country, George Bujiu, also has a good relationship with my master, and he has also asked my master to customize a hundred pills in the past few days." Saying these words, Bai Jing's heart was full of pride.

Jiang Haiyan stopped talking, her eyes were full of worry.

"Mom, what are you looking at *** like this?"

Jiang Haiyan leaned into Bai Jing's ear and lowered her voice: "You stupid girl, have you been deceived?"

White: "......"

Still, she understands why her mother is so worried. As far as she said just now, let alone her mother, a person who has spent her whole life in a remote mountain village, even those knowledgeable people in the big city will not believe it.

People only judge based on their own perceptions, and most of the time they only believe in the "truth" that they want to believe.

Luoyang ended the call and returned to the teacher's office, and said with a smile: "Auntie, I have said hello, someone will handle it, don't worry, this school will not become a yard for piles of coal."

"Mr. Luo, thank you for your kindness, but ......" Jiang Haiyan didn't finish her words.

Luoyang said, "Auntie, but what?"

"Zhou Shihua is good, Liu Xifa and the two of them don't know how to reason with people, they have a relationship in the county, and they have a good relationship with some mixed people. Last year, Wang Shuncai, from the west entrance of the village, failed to report to the county because he did not receive the farmland subsidy, and went to the city to report again, but was stopped halfway and was beaten and lay in the hospital for a month. Later, he was imprisoned as mentally ill for half a year." Jiang Haiyan looked at Luoyang with a hint of worry in her eyes.

Luoyang smiled and said, "Auntie, are you worried that I will be locked up as a mental illness?"

Jiang Haiyan nodded: "Otherwise, you guys will leave tonight, I'm old, I'm not afraid of them."

"Mom, how could we leave at this time, don't talk about it, let's go make dinner, I'm almost hungry." Bai Jing tried to divert Jiang Haiyan's attention.

Jiang Haiyan sighed again: "Okay, cook first."

"Auntie, why don't you rest, I'll go cook with Xiaobai." Luoyang decisively entered the role of "future son-in-law".

As we all know, when I go back to my parents' house with my girlfriend, if my boyfriend doesn't go to the stove to show his cooking skills, it is very stupid. Besides, tying an apron and cooking on the stove is an excellent tradition of Sichuan and Chongqing men, and he can't throw it away.

Who knows, Jiang Haiyan and Bai Jing said in unison, "You rest."

Luoyang: "......"

Did the two of them rehearse or something?

Forget it, just rest.

Jiang Haiyan and Bai Jing went to cook, and Luoyang sat by the stove to roast the fire, drink boiling water and eat peanuts. Idle, he found a calligraphy book and pencil from Jiang Haiyan's desk, recalled the mysterious words on the towering dead tree in the secret realm of Wuxu, and wrote them down silently one by one.

Cuckoo.

Luoyang had just written the last word silently

, the sound of WeChat receiving a new message came from the Eye of the Feather Blade mobile phone.

He took out his mobile phone and clicked on the message, it was Baili Pujia.

Hero: Are you there?

Luoyang: Yes.

Hero: You called Mr. Zheng and told me about the small mountain village, and Mr. Zheng asked me to deal with it, what do you want me to do?

Luoyang was a little surprised: It's just a trivial matter, why does Uncle Zheng still let you deal with it, he can handle it with a phone call.

Daxia: It's just that the matter is too small, and it is difficult for Mr. Zheng to come forward.

Luoyang suddenly realized, yes, it is indeed a bit inappropriate for such a small matter to let such a big leader come forward. From the perspective of human feelings, he should not trouble the big leaders over this trivial matter, waste human feelings, and embarrass the big leaders.

However, there is no problem with him, if the favor owed to him by the Xuanwu Bureau is compared to a basin full of water, then this incident is just equivalent to taking a small glass of wine and coming out. Let's not talk about the past, just take what happened today, the hero who saved Chang'an City didn't even have a certificate, so what's wrong with asking you to do me a favor?

Don't help?

Well, bye-bye.

seemed to feel that he had said something he shouldn't have said, so Baili Pujia followed up and sent another one: Don't get me wrong, Mr. Zheng means to specialize in special affairs, and by the way, it can also enhance our relationship as partners. By the way, do you have any requirements from your side?

Luoyang: I don't have any requirements here, you can just look at it, thank you.

Hero: What are you polite to me? Although we should not take care of this kind of thing, the black sheep of the herd should be dealt with as it should be.

Luoyang: Uh-huh.

Baili Pujia suddenly sent a video.

In the hall of the Tiangong Clubhouse, a young man slashed out, and half of the neck of the female gunner on the second floor was cut, and the blood was like a fountain, and the person also fell from the second floor and fell heavily to the ground.

That young man is Luoyang himself, and this video happened before the big stainless steel box was airdropped, so it was shot very clearly. However, if you don't experience it personally, people who see this video will definitely think that it was cut out of an action movie.

Luoyang: What are you doing with this?

Hero: What is this trick called?

Luoyang: Wind Blade.

Hero: I'll do you a favor, you teach me this trick.

Luoyang: ......

He suddenly suspected that this matter was taken by Baili Pujia on his own initiative, not that Zheng Congrong thought that the matter was too small to let go of his son to help.

Women have as many routines as their hair.

Hero: What do you mean by ellipsis?

Luoyang: The Wind Blade is witchcraft, you should learn martial arts, even if I teach you, you can't learn it.

Hero: How do you know if I can't learn if I don't try, and don't underestimate our learning of martial arts, let's fight each other when we turn around, see if your sword is fast, or my sword is fast.

Luoyang has a little headache: There's no need to compete, right?

Baili Pujia: That's it, it's locked, see you tomorrow.

Luoyang smiled bitterly and shook his head, he was a little nostalgic for the days when he cooperated with Hu Bufei, although Hu Bufei was a little not very smart, but he had no routines and rarely made trouble for him.

Dinner is ready, and three people eat at one table.

Mainly pasta, knife-cut noodles, buckwheat noodles, mixed cold skin, steamed buns and so on.

These noodles are not very friendly to a Shu son-in-law, but Luoyang must pretend to like it very much.

"Well, this bun is delicious." Luoyang nibbled on the tasteless steamed bun and was full of praise.

Jiang Haiyan handed one over: "Eat more if it's delicious."

Luoyang: "......"

Bai Jing took another chopstick buckwheat noodle: "Master, try the buckwheat noodles."

Luo Yang looked at the female disciple with a smile on his face, but he was thinking about how to clean up this naughty female disciple.

During the banquet, he wanted to mention the renovation of the old house for his future mother-in-law, but as far as he knew Jiang Haiyan, he was worried that he would not be able to refuse on the spot

Taiwan, I didn't mention it. It's better for Bai Jing to bring up this matter, and I'll talk to her about it in the evening.

After dinner, Luoyang stayed in Bai Jing's room like last time, and Bai Jing lived in the same room with Jiang Haiyan.

The two of them muttered and spoke.

"White girl, when you told your mother, were you with your master?" Jiang Haiyan's voice.

"Mom, I don't know what you're talking about." White voice.

"You were born to me, can't I see it, you look at your master's eyes the same way your father looked at me back then."

"Mom......" Bai Jing Jiao.

Luoyang, who lived next door, was very embarrassed, he didn't want to listen to the whispers of the two of them, but the night was quiet, and the senses of the ancestral witch spirit body were extremely sensitive, so he couldn't hear it if he wanted to.

"Don't be nagging at your mother, your mother sees that your master is a big carrot, and your mother is worried that he will lie to you."

"Mom, I don't allow you to talk about my master like that."

"Look at you, this is helping him talk, you tell your mother honestly, did you sleep with him?"

"Mom, you think of me as something, nothing."

"Really?" Jiang Haiyan obviously didn't believe it.

"I can swear to God, if I slept with my master, I would ...... Woo!"

Obviously, Jiang Haiyan covered Bai Jing's mouth.

The two of them chatted and chatted and became silent.

Luoyang also fell asleep.

It wasn't long before the door opened, and a man crept in, closing it again.

Luoyang opened his eyes and saw the female disciple walking this way in the dark, came to the bed, took off her slippers, lifted the quilt and got into the quilt.

Luoyang smiled and said, "You're not afraid of being known by your aunt?"

"My mom is asleep, it's fine." Bai Jing got into Luoyang's arms.

Luoyang was a little nervous: "How embarrassing it would be if my aunt heard it."

"There is no heating or air conditioning in the house, I was worried that you would be cold, so I came over to warm the quilt for you, don't think nonsense, no." Bai Jing is a serious and authentic way.

"Oh, that's fine."

"No." Bai Jing said.

Luoyang: "?"

Bai Jing shook: "Master, can you do it?"

Luoyang: "......"

Is this going to work, or is it not going to work?

The female disciple began to be naughty again.

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