On the way out, Chen Liujia looked at the account book in his hand with a solemn expression.

According to Chen Liujia's thoughts in advance, he will definitely have to fight with the big boss of the Hou Mansion, if Hou Ping is stubborn and does not admit that there are account books in the Hou Mansion, Chen Liujia himself actually has no way to collect evidence, and he does not dare to raise troops into the mansion to search for it.

Chen Liujia didn't understand the deep meaning of Hou Ping's last few words, on the contrary, he was more curious about what strategy this senior used to make Hou Ping take out the account book with his own hands in a few words.

Chen Liujia wanted to speak and stopped.

Zhao Zhi, who was walking in front, did not look back and said, "What does Lord Chen want to say?"

Chen Liujia hurriedly stepped forward and walked in parallel with him, "Seniors, juniors do have something to understand. ”

Zhao Zhi nodded lightly and did not stop.

Chen Liujia said as he walked: "What did the senior say to the shopkeeper to make him simply hand over the account books?"

Zhao Zhi shook her head and said with a smile: "Is your mother-in-law good?"

Chen Liujia thought for a while and said, "Since the senior is an immortal master monk who is even more powerful than the Southern Purple Mansion, the junior dares to ask the senior, what do you think of Qingyun Sect, the initiator of this crime?"

Zhao Zhi said: "Lord Chen has said that it is a crime, what else can I think?"

Chen Liujia just wanted to laugh, but Zhao Zhi had already taken the lead and said calmly: "Lord Chen is just a county official, only in charge of one Qingyun County, and he does things impartially, so he doesn't need to ask too much." ”

Chen Liujia nodded apologetically and said no more.

The two stepped out of the Hou Mansion.

Zhang He stepped forward with compliments for the first time.

Sun Ce glanced at the account book in Chen Liujia's hand and was indifferent.

Seeing that there was no movement beside him, Chen Liujia faced Zhang He and said, "Immortal Master Zhang, the account books have been taken." ”

Zhang He took Chen Liujia's account book, opened it and checked it carefully, and nodded with satisfaction, the sales of Qingyunzong's pen and pen pills are all recorded, and with this physical evidence, you can definitely ask Qingyunzong to blame and complete the task entrusted by the state government.

Zhang He's eyes motioned for Chen Liujia to stand aside, and said to Zhao Zhi: "Thank you for the love of the predecessors of the immortals, it is not already noon now, I wonder if the seniors can appreciate their faces and go to the banquet?"

Zhao Zhi said expressionlessly: "There is no time." ”

Zhang He smiled bitterly and said: "If the seniors have any needs in Qingyun County these days, you can greet the juniors, and the juniors will definitely be the first to look forward!"

After saying that, Zhang He hugged his fists and saluted, with an extremely upright attitude.

If you can get the favor of a Mahayana immortal again, this trip to Qingyun County will make a lot of money, and it is not too much to say that the lord of the mansion will respect himself more!

Zhao Zhi glanced at Sun Ce and did not reply to Zhang He's words.

Zhang He got up, put away the account book, and motioned for Chen Liujia to collect his troops and return home.

Chen Liujia nodded clearly, turned around and waved his hand, and all the officers and soldiers at the foot of the steps were ordered to stand side by side.

Learning from Zhang He's courtesy just now, Chen Liujia bowed to Zhao Zhi, "Senior, we will retire first." ”

Zhao Zhi nodded.

Chen Liujia took two steps back with a smile, turned around and walked down the steps.

Sun Ce and Zhang He followed behind.

Zhao Zhi, who was standing in front of the Hou Mansion, thought for a moment and called a person, "That village master immortal, stay for the time being." ”

Sun Ce scratched his head, and his rugged face was full of loveless expressions.

Zhang He snickered silently, he didn't know that the sky was high and the earth was thick, and he dared to show off in front of anyone, he really thought that the immortal seniors had no temper?

The mud bodhisattva still has three points of fire.

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In the tile house, Fang Cheng, who was warming up the meridians, suddenly woke up and stood up from the bed, fortunately, it was the Washing Sword Peak of the Qingyun Sect, not the old house of Jinyin Village.

Fang Cheng stretched out his hand against his forehead, his head was splitting, and he exhaled a mouthful of turbid air, just such a small action made the qi of the entire human body turn upside down.

In the dream just now, Fang Cheng dreamed that the Golden Seal Village, where he grew up, was suddenly attacked by a group of immortal masters, and in an instant, the village and town were wiped out, and even the tall peach blossom tree was cut off.

Fang Cheng looked at the door in a daze.

On the threshold sat a man, staring at him.

The man seemed to have discovered a novel joke, stood up, leaned against the door, and said with a smile: "You can fall asleep with the meridians, it seems that this dream is fragrant!"

Fang Cheng pretended that he hadn't heard this, and said, "What time is it?"

Fang Aotian raised his head, thought to himself and said, "It's noon......"

After that, Fang Aotian's face seemed to be a little anxious, "Hurry up and get out of bed, it's time for dinner!"

Fang Cheng glanced at the man with disdain, slowly got out of bed, sorted out the clothes on his body, and walked out of the tile house with Fang Aotian.

On the way, Fang Aotian suspected that Fang Cheng was walking slowly, so he simply picked up Fang Cheng with both hands, threw him on his back, and quickly ran towards the Sword Washing Hall.

After about half a pillar of incense, he was about to run to the peak of the Sword Washing Hall, when the man suddenly threw down the statue and let him walk by himself, Fang Cheng, who was standing on the ground, looked at the man beside him, and was a little confused for a while.

It's understandable that you are carrying yourself in order to get ahead faster, but what is the situation when you throw yourself down before you get to the place?

Fang Cheng simply asked out loud: "Why don't you go to the cafeteria directly, I see that you are not so tired that you are out of breath." ”

Fang Aotian sorted out the strength of his hair that was blown away by the wind, and glared at the young man vigorously, "I don't want to lose face?!"

The two walked to the cafeteria, Fang Cheng found a place where there was no one, and just wanted to sit down, Fang Aotian beside him had already taken the lead.

Fang Cheng turned around, ready to sit aside.

Fang Aotian, who was sitting, stretched out his hand to stop the young man and reminded: "What are you doing while sitting, go and eat!"

Fang Cheng was stunned, and immediately questioned: "Are you asking me to run errands with this sick number?"

Fang Aotian disagreed, and said leisurely: "I haven't seen a sick number that can break through after being injured. ”

Fang Cheng glanced at the man fiercely, then turned around and went to eat.

Fang Aotian turned his head and did not look at the young man.

What's the matter, just based on your current half-situation, your cultivation is not as good as mine, and your body is not as good as mine, so why fight with me?

Fang Cheng's footsteps were brisk, like a leaf shuttling through the crowd, and after a while, two dine-ins were served.

In the cafeteria, the quick-eyed disciples noticed the young man and whispered to the side.

After bringing the dine-in back, Fang Cheng finally sat down.

The young man looked left and right, and looked at Fang Aotian who was eating, "I went to eat just now, why are so many people looking at me?"

Fang Aotian looked at the dine-in in front of him and scolded, "What kind of food is this today, why is it so bad!"

Swallowing the food in his mouth, Fang Aotian replied: "Didn't I say it, you kid stabbed the main artery of the Qingyun Sect, and now it's difficult for you to become famous." ”

Fang Cheng pursed his lips and began to move his chopsticks.

In the cafeteria, a man walked to the dining table where Fang Cheng was.

The man came to Fang Cheng's side, gave a slight salute, and said with a smile: "Senior Brother Fang." ”

Fang Cheng immediately stood up and returned the salute sincerely, "Hello, senior brother." ”

The man waved his hand and said, "Senior Brother Fang doesn't have to be restrained, he is the steward of this canteen, and he took the liberty to come here to comfort Senior Brother Fang, I don't know if I am satisfied with this meal today?"

Fang Cheng nodded, he had been accustomed to cooking in the village since he was a child, and for him, this food was enough to eat.

Instead, Fang Aotian, who was sitting there, muttered, "It's a change of cook today, what's this, feed the pigs?"

Fang Cheng was stunned, he didn't expect Fang Aotian to say this, and immediately said loudly: "Senior brother, don't be angry, my friend is coming to Qingyun Sect for the first time, and he doesn't know how to be polite, forgive me!"

The man's brows furrowed slightly, and he looked at Fang Aotian, he was just a foundation building monk, why did he speak in such an ugly tone.

After thinking about it, the man's face was difficult, and he said solemnly: "Senior Brother Fang's friend is outspoken, it is really a true temperament, the two of you should not know, today the sect master has just issued an order, to try to reduce the daily expenditure consumption of the Qingyun Sect, just the canteen, it will be cut by eighty, I can't help it, I can only let people make some delicious meals as much as possible." ”

Fang Cheng smiled and said, "It's not to blame Senior Brother, Senior Brother doesn't have to blame himself. ”

The canteen steward nodded and said, "But the sect master specifically explained to me that as long as the junior brother wants to eat, our canteen must be satisfied, so junior brother, you are not subject to this order." ”

When Fang Aotian heard this, he was overjoyed, isn't this a small stove!

He was already fantasizing about the delicacies of the mountains and the sea, and the scene of eating the sea, but in the next second, Fang Cheng's words broke it.

"Senior brother doesn't have to be like this, since Uncle Qing ordered to be frugal, it must be that the Qingyun Sect has a problem with its financial expenditures, as a disciple of the Qingyun Sect, you shouldn't do something to drag down the Qingyun Sect during this special period. ”

The canteen steward grinned, this little junior brother not only has a powerful background, but also is willing to give, Qingyun Sect can accept him as an apprentice, it is really a stroke of genius.

Bidding farewell to the canteen steward, Fang Cheng began to continue to use chopsticks to chop rice.

Fang Aotian looked at the young man who was eating with relish, and said angrily: "Why do you refuse? It's not a food that comes from a mouth, are you still afraid of eating him poor?"

Fang Cheng shook his head, "Just eat some, you are a gecko, pick and choose what to do." ”

Fang Aotian was anxious, "Lao Tzu said, I am a dragon! Ancient Divine Beast, Dragon!"

The boy was silent and continued to grill the rice.

Fang Aotian glared at the young man, picked up the dishes and chopsticks, looked at the plain and tasteless meal, and scolded: "A piece of green, go back and wear one on your head!"

The pretty man said cruel words while eating faster than anyone else.

It's just that the honest and honest teenager didn't mean to look up, and spit out a word.

"Get out!"