At dawn the next day, Han Shuangcheng and his entourage simply had morning tea before leaving for the county yamen.

"The three little immortal masters, please hurry up. The three of them were greeted by a teacher wearing a loose robe, and he invited the three of them to the inner hall of the yamen one after another.

The master does not have an orthodox official position, he is a staff member hired by the county lord, and he is responsible for taking care of the chores in the yamen on weekdays, that is, the position of the housekeeper in the rich and nobleman's house.

The teacher is already in the age of ear smoothness, but he has a young face and crane hair, and his steps are light, and he knows that his body is hard at a glance.

"The three little immortal masters drank a cup of tea first, and waited for a while. The county lord was a little delayed, and then arrived. The master personally carried the freshly brewed tea, and added half a cup to the teacups of the three of them in turn, which was almost full. The master still understands the superficial truth of the tea man's deception.

Han Shuangcheng glanced at the teacup and said with a smile: "The master is in good spirits, his hands and feet are sharp, he doesn't look like an old man at all, he must have practiced martial arts when he was young, right?"

The master raised his eyebrows, nodded, and exclaimed, "The little immortal master is as wise as a torch. When he was young, he met an old immortal by chance. Under his guidance, the old man successfully opened up the Ren pulse and became a martial artist. It's a pity that the old immortal left later, and the old immortal lacked qualifications, and he didn't touch the threshold of the second realm of martial artists for many years, so it was over. ”

When Wang Fugui heard this, his expression was suddenly a little sad, and he muttered to Mo Shiping on the side in a low voice: "The master has been pondering for decades and has not been able to reach the second realm of martial arts, should I be so unlucky, right?"

Mo Shiping shook his head and smiled silently. Just because Wang Fugui is a disciple of Song Jiang, the head of the sect, Mo Shiping also didn't believe that Wang Fugui would stop in the martial arts realm, and what he lost was the face of Song Jiang, the great monk of the Eight Realms of the Sky Breaking Realm.

Han Shuangcheng took a sip of tea, the fragrance was elegant, sweet and mellow, which was the taste that only the first-class Dongting Biluochun enjoyed.

Then, Han Shuangcheng nodded with a smile and said, "This Biluo spring tea soup is clear, silver and green, and the master has bothered about it." Immediately, Han Shuangcheng gently put down the teacup, changed his words, and said with a smile: "They are all bright people, and they still have labor... The teacher of the second realm of martial arts quickly invited the county lord to come over, I don't like to wait for a long time. ”

The old master's originally happy face was stunned for a moment, but he immediately understood, hugged his fists again and again, and said apologetically: "The old man will go now, and I hope that the three little immortal masters will not be surprised." ”

Han Shuangcheng nodded, smiling silently. The teacher also didn't delay any longer, turned around and left.

"I drank tea so well, why did I suddenly turn my face and not recognize people?" Wang Fugui glanced at Han Shuangcheng, who continued to drink tea as if nothing had happened, and said with a little doubt.

Han Shuangcheng put down the teacup with a smile and deliberately quipped: "Senior Brother Wang's cultivation is shallow, so naturally he can't see the fame. This master said that he was a martial artist in his mouth, but his real cultivation was a martial artist in the second realm, and most likely it was because we broke this point that he would ask the county master to come out. If we haven't been able to break it for a long time, I'm afraid that this cup of Biluochun will be counted as a gift for our practice. It's kind of a... Screening means?"

Mo Shiping nodded, what Han Shuangcheng said was not far from what he guessed. There is nothing strange about the self-proclaimed master of the first realm to greet them. But when he walked along the way, the rhythm of his breathing and the charm of his pace deliberately revealed that he was also a monk, which was a bit of a contemplation. And Wang Fugui has not yet set foot in the realm of martial artists, so he can't see this, and it is normal to have that suspicion.

Wang Fugui snorted, and it was not easy to refute, and he took a big sip of the teacup in irritability, smacking his lips, only to feel that the Biluo Spring Tea that was blown up by Han Shuangcheng was nothing more than Erer, and there was nothing special about it.

Seeing this, Han Shuangcheng pretended to be heartbroken, and sighed: "Senior Brother Wang is really a tyrannical thing, and he drank a cup of Dongting Biluochun for one or two silvers into a cup of barley tea for a penny. ”

When Wang Fugui heard this, he frowned, he seemed to be a little familiar when he heard this two silver cups, and when he recalled it carefully, his face suddenly turned black.

"The surname is Han, did you ask for a pot of signature wine for one or two silver taels yesterday?" Wang Fugui remembered, after he was a little drunk yesterday, he seemed to hear such a sentence in a daze.

"What Senior Brother Wang said is Zhu Yeqing? is indeed so, it is a little more expensive, ten taels of silver a pot. But the taste is simply the best in the wine, and it is very different from the burning knife. Han Shuangcheng said in a deliberately yin and yang manner, looking at Wang Fugui with a smile on his face that was becoming more and more embarrassed.

Wang Fugui gritted his teeth angrily, thinking in his heart that Han Shuangcheng, who was picking and searching, must have already made a calculation, and let him drink a few more mouthfuls of worthless burning knives After getting drunk, he quietly asked for a pot of bamboo leaves to drink for himself.

Han Shuangcheng seemed to see through Wang Fugui's careful thinking, and immediately defended innocently: "Senior Brother Wang, don't wronged a good person." Yesterday's pot of burning knives was drunk by Senior Brother Wang, and Han did not persuade him to drink. ”

Wang Fugui thought about it, it seemed to be like that, but he felt even more aggrieved in his heart.

Mo Shiping on the side looked at the two of them helplessly and sighed slightly. Wang Fugui can't get the upper hand every time he quarrels with Han Shuangcheng, and Han Shuangcheng always says it is reasonable and well-founded, which makes Wang Fugui suffer a dumb loss and can't be angry.

At this moment, the old man came with a county lord wearing a black hat and a dark green official uniform.

The county lord is not very old, about half a hundred. He shook the sleeve robe embroidered with two delicate yellow orioles, took the initiative to greet the three of them with a slight fist, and said with a smile: "The three little immortal masters have been waiting for a long time, and it is Feng Jinfan, the county official who serves in Ape Cry Town. ”

The so-called stretching out his hand and not hitting the smiling person, since the county lord took the initiative to put down his body, Han Shuangcheng didn't bother to care about some of the previous small means, and smiled and hugged his fists in return.

After some polite greetings, Han Shuangcheng asked sharply: "I wonder if the county lord can tell me in detail about the situation in Ape Mountain?"

Feng Jinfan stroked his beard and said with a smile: "That's natural." The sound of the ape has been heard every night since more than ten years ago, but just over a month ago, the sound of the ape disappeared abruptly. Although the ape cry is noisy, it is also a major feature of the ape cry town, so the official appointed a hunting team led by the old headhunter to investigate the ape cry mountain. But who expected that in the end, only the old hunter ran back covered in blood, struggling and saying that there were monsters in the mountains, and they were all dead. After that, the old headhunter was too seriously injured and died after a long time. ”

Han Shuangcheng nodded, he was still puzzled before, why he didn't hear the ape cry last night, it turned out that it had been cut off more than a month ago.

Feng Jinfan sighed, and then said: "Listen to the master, this monster is also called a beast that has become a spirit, and it is very powerful, and it is definitely not something that we ordinary people can deal with. The old headhunter is a well-known local hunter, and he is also an old friend of the official, and he has never missed a hand in his life, but he didn't expect to be planted in his own ape cry mountain, and the official is ashamed of him. Therefore, the official did not hesitate to take out the savings of Ape Cry Town for many years, and entrusted a number of immortal sects to help eradicate the monsters in Ape Cry Mountain, and return the people to a stable life. If any immortal master can come back with the head of the monster, the official is willing to scatter his wealth and give a little courtesy. ”

Han Shuangcheng thought about it and said with a smile: "The county master's remarks made Han quite moved. But just a monster, is it necessary to find so many immortal sects?"

Feng Jinfan's face was sad, and he persuaded again and again: "The little immortal master doesn't know, this old headhunter was also a first-class master when he was young, and it is said that it is the Three Realms, and it is not folded in the Ape Mountain. Isn't this official afraid of any more mistakes, the little immortal master can't be careless at all. ”

Han Shuangcheng took a sip of Biluo spring tea and smiled without saying a word. This statement doesn't look like a lie, Han Shuangcheng pondered, probably this county lord was also kept in the dark and reduced to a chess piece.

"County master, I don't know how many immortal sects have arrived here?" Mo Shiping on the side said softly.

Feng Jinfan raised three fingers and said, "In addition to the three little immortal masters, there are two other sects that have taken over the commission, and two young immortal masters have come from each of them. ”

"Only three?" Mo Shiping asked with some confusion, he remembered that yesterday the shopkeeper said that there would be several immortal sects.

When the teacher on the side heard this, he smiled and said, "Originally, there were two immortal sects that also took over the commission, but unfortunately it was a disciple who only had one realm and two realms, so he was politely refused. ”

Mo Shiping nodded and understood. Most of the disciples of the first and second realms didn't even see through the true cultivation of the master, and they were afraid that they would leave after drinking Biluochun in the cup.

The master sighed lightly, and then hugged his fists at the three of them and said: "The small means before were also a last resort, and the old man didn't want to see that there was an immortal master who was not cultivated enough to fold in the Ape Cry Mountain in vain. Although the old headhunter is old and his strength is not as strong as back then, the foundation of the Three Realms is still there. According to the old man's foolish opinion, this monster has a solid foundation in the three realms, and the monks of the first and second realms are afraid that it is enough to choke. ”

When Wang Fugui heard this, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he quietly rubbed his chest, where there was a treasure mirror to ward off evil spirits.

"The monster in the Ape Cry Mountain is the ape demon mentioned in the commission letter?" Han Shuangcheng asked with a smile.

The master shook his head and replied slowly: "The letter of entrustment was written by Lao Yu, but whether this monster is an ape demon or not is just a guess of Lao Yu, and I am not sure. I think that all the little immortal masters can also think that from the Ape Cry Mountain to this Ape Cry Town, the distance is about two or three miles, and it is impossible for ordinary apes to have such a loud voice, and they must be some ape demons who have cultivated as a foundation. ”

Han Shuangcheng pondered for a moment in his heart, and said with a smile: "The beast has an innate advantage in the cultivation process. Even if there are no more heavenly and earthly treasures in Ape Cry Mountain, more than ten years is enough time for an ape who has just entered the cultivation to enter the Three Realms and turn into a demon. After the first enlightenment, he learned how to seek good fortune and avoid evil. Thinking that this ape demon was afraid of attracting monks, the ape cry that had lasted for more than ten years disappeared. When you think about it, it's reasonable. ”

The county lord Feng Jinfan nodded again and again, and praised: "What the little immortal master said is reasonable. When the official heard this, he suddenly realized. Then the matter of eradicating monsters depends on the little immortal masters. This matter should not be slow, if you little immortal masters are ready, this official will go and greet the disciples of the other two sects, how about entering the Ape Cry Mountain together tomorrow, and take care of each other,"

Han Shuangcheng frowned slightly, but then smiled again: "Naturally, it should be like this." At first, he didn't want to go out of his way and go with the other two sects. However, Han Shuangcheng thought of it again, it is likely that the other two sects also have chess pieces laid by the people behind the scenes, so he wants to see it.

After the three of them made an appointment with Feng Jinfan to meet at the county office around tomorrow, they didn't stay long and left.

After the three of them left, Feng Jinfan, who was still in the inner hall, asked softly, "Master, how are these three people?"

When the master heard this, he thought about it for a while, and said with a smile: "The one who is the leader is a genuine monk of the Three Realms, and he is delicate, and he is a powerful character. As for the other two, the old man didn't see anything. One person is a martial artist in one realm, but the other person has not even set foot in a realm, and he should be a disciple who has followed down the mountain to practice. ”

"Oh. Feng Jinfan breathed a sigh of relief, and his heart was settled: "In this way, each sect has a Three Realms cultivator to lead. There are three Three Realms cultivators in total, and it must be safe to deal with an ape demon. ”

The old master smiled and nodded, he naturally knew why Feng Jinfan was so worried. It is one of the sad things that there are monsters in his jurisdiction, and now there are ups and downs in the town of Ape Cry, saying that the county lord's bad character has angered the heavens, and this disaster has been incurred. On the other hand, somehow, he alarmed the county guard above, and specially sent a message to Feng Jinfan to solve the matter properly, otherwise he would take off his black gauze hat. This made Feng Jinfan make up his mind, and suddenly took out the savings of Ape Cry Town for decades, and entrusted several immortal sects to feel at ease.

Of course, the death of the old headhunter is also one of the reasons why Feng Jinfan is ruthless, but how much weight this occupies in Feng Jinfan's heart, as if it is not as affectionate and righteous as he said, it is unknown.

As for what Feng Jinfan said, he scattered his wealth and rewarded the immortal master who killed the monster's head. He pondered, even if he was willing to scatter his wealth, would the conceited immortals be willing to accept it? Therefore, this polite remark not only does not do any harm to himself, but also shows that he values affection and righteousness. This is the most superficial way to be an official.

At this time, Han Shuangcheng, who was walking on the way back to the inn, suddenly turned his head and said to the two behind him: "This county master is not a sincere person. ”

Mo Shiping nodded noncommittally. Although he couldn't hear anything unusual from Feng Jinfan's words, he always felt that something was wrong. Thinking about it carefully, it should be that Feng Jinfan's words are too sincere, but they are a little contrived.

And Wang Fugui didn't squeak to refute, in his heart, the county lords in the world are not a thing.